Song/Zhao Wannian
Chen Hu rose outside Xiangyang City, but he didn't die in the rock.
Don't pay for the porridge of the host, try to know that today is Laba.
2. "Laba, the study gets up early, and the porridge is sent to the south, and Fang Xin walks however and becomes a poem."
Wang Yang
On the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, the customs of Liang and Song Dynasties were handed down from one family to another.
Chestnuts, peaches, dates and persimmons are mixed with sweet fragrance, and there is no record.
When Jin became a Taoist, he didn't know gluttony.
Who said he was clean? Why should he bathe in the dust?
The snow house combed its hair white this morning, near the south.
There is no need to miss the past, but sitting still is as strong as a spring.
Arrange a short rhyme for a play so that your aunt can remember it when she continues to grow old.
3. "Laba is neither snowy nor cold"
Song/Fang Hui
Cold and warm are out of season, which is worthy of the people.
Today should be Laba, just like Lao Chunsan?
At night, the skin sweats and spits.
I am suspicious of the north wind and snow and refuse to go to Jiangnan.