Fu Lu comes to the door, and wealth is happy to enter the door. Heaven is dead and Gao Tang is alive. Try to enjoy your knees and serve your majesty. Parents are safe, and future generations are ambitious. A person's life can be filial, generous and gentle. Boil pigs and slaughter sheep, and have plenty of food and clothing; The taste of taste buds is as delicious as ever. Well-dressed, put on the incense table and worship the ancestors; Open ancestral halls, set up ancestral halls, and make solemn sacrifices. Renxiao runs a family with a simple family style. Even if the child is stubborn, adults should be honest. Poems and books are handed down from family to family, and the family style lasts forever. Even an ordinary body can be beautiful.
This is an auspicious moment. Open the door and accept the blessing. Wine and food, competing for beauty; Melons, pears and peaches are all available. Push the cup for a change, and the laughter will continue. Brotherhood is deep, and blood is connected. Family happiness, why say more! In this situation, with whom to ask, there is no missing in the world, looking down from the cold and warm?
After the family dinner, the year began. Children play, parents rest assured. Sisters and brothers, each doing his own job, making noodles, stuffing and wrapping jiaozi, are happy; Relatives and friends greet each other and say good luck. They all look happy. When the children arrive, the gods return to their places, and everything in the family is prosperous, and the country and the people are safe. If a vagrant doesn't come back, I miss him through my eyes. At first glance, the Milky Way moon hung high. A person traveling in the world, only the shadow is pitiful. Recall the past and have a lot of thoughts; It's fun to coax a lovely child. Every household welcomes the Spring Festival, and the celebrations are touching. At this time, the lights are brightly lit. Qian Shan is full of water and infinite warmth. Cardamom is very old, enjoying happiness and holding fireworks. They are all teenagers.
2. The Spring Festival ancient poetry works except night (Tang)
The cold light in the hotel stayed alone and didn't sleep, and the guest turned sad.
My hometown is thinking thousands of miles tonight, and it is another year of the Ming Dynasty.
I was lying alone in the hotel, with cold light shining on me, and I couldn't sleep for a long time. What makes me sad as a tourist? People in my hometown must miss me thousands of miles away tonight; The sideburns have turned gray, and tomorrow is a new year.
Shousui (Song) Su Shi
If you want to know how old you are, there are snakes going to the valley.
The scale is half, who will cover it?
The situation wants to tie its tail, although it is diligent and helpless.
The child was forced not to sleep and was very happy at night.
If you don't sing the morning chicken, you are more afraid of causing trouble.
After sitting for a long time, the lights went down and I looked at the Big Dipper.
It will be gone next year, and my worries will be in vain.
Try to do it tonight, and the teenager can still boast.
You know, the age of parting is like a long snake swimming to the ravine. Half the scales are gone, who can stop the idea of leaving! Besides, I want to tie its tail, although I know diligently that this is a helpless move. Children don't sleep at night, don't laugh, don't make trouble and struggle. Morning chicken, please stop singing, it's even scarier to be urged.
After sitting in the snuff for a long night, I fell down little by little. When I got up, I saw that the Big Dipper was lying on one side. Is there no Chinese New Year next year? I'm afraid my mind will be the same again. Cherish this night, young people can boast.
The Spring Festival, the Lunar New Year, is the beginning of a year and a traditional "festival". Commonly known as Spring Festival, New Year, New Year's Eve, New Year's Eve, New Year's Eve, New Year's Eve, New Year's Eve and so on. It is also known verbally as New Year's Eve, New Year's Eve and New Year's Eve. The Spring Festival has a long history, which evolved from praying for the New Year at the beginning of the year in ancient times.
3. Writing Ancient Poems of the Spring Festival in Classical Chinese Tian Jia Yuan Ri (Tang) Meng Haoran fought in the north last night and started in the east today; I'm already strong, and I'm worried about agriculture without money.
Mulberry field cultivates father, lotus hoe follows shepherd boy; Tian said that this year's climate is abundant. "Selling Dementia" (Tang) On New Year's Eve in Fan Chengda, people don't sleep, and they are tired and lazy to force the New Year; Children are told to take the long street, and clouds are called to sell if they have dementia.
In addition to the night (Tang), it is related to unity and emptiness, and Wan Li's one-night lovesickness. Worried that the crow dies, you will see the spring breeze again.
In the Yuan (Song) year, Wang Anshi's firecrackers rang at the age of one, and send warm entered Tu Su in the spring breeze; Thousands of families always trade new peaches for old ones. In the Yuan Dynasty, one year, the lotus leaked and the wine was frozen in Bijing Tu Su.
Han Xiao is still cheating. She is slim in spring. Beauty urges a long life, and cypress leaves and green peppers are covered with beautiful sleeves.
Deep in my hometown, I don't know each other, but I only stay with Dong Jun. In addition to the night (Southern Song Dynasty), Wen Tianxiang was dry and empty, and the years went to the hall; The end of the road is stormy, and the poor side is full of ice and snow.
Life disappears with the years, and the body is forgotten; There is no such thing as killing Su Meng. It's still early at night. New Year's greetings (tomorrow) Wen Zhiming doesn't want to meet, just a courtesy call. We are all over the famous newspapers.
I also throw some paper at people. The world is too simple and empty. It's completely weathered, and the weather in Gankun is harmonious. Adding the New Year brings old mountains and rivers in spring.
Mei Liufang is full of pride, sloppy and old; Tu Sucheng was drunk and laughed at Baiyun. On New Year's Eve, I occasionally become a (clear) Huang Jingren. Thousands of people are smiling and slowly leaking, and hidden worries are hidden outside. People who stood quietly in the bridge didn't know it. They watched it for a long time, as if for a month.
Fengcheng New Year's Speech (Qing Dynasty) Cha Qiao cut a win and tried Silla, painting lottery gold as a moth; Since then, the scissors have been idle for a month, and there are more sewing in the boudoir before the age of 20. On New Year's Day in Jiawu (Qing Dynasty), Kong's white hair was not full, and the old-age stove was abandoned.
Cut candles and dry supper wine, and spend all your money. Listen to the childlike innocence of burning firecrackers and see the change of peach blossom characters.
Add a plum blossom to the drum horn to celebrate the New Year in Lian Xiao. On the first day of New Year's Day, Liu Yazi was occupied, Dong laughed and celebrated the New Year, and Mrs. Hongyan sent plum blossoms; Everyone toasted each other in the toast to express their wishes for the New Year. After all the people were not satisfied, they tasted the tea of victory together and talked about current affairs.
Only loyal to the country, there is no paradise at home; Song and dance accompany Beijing to welcome the festival and overlook Yan' an scenery. Watching the flower market in Linmai Street during the Spring Festival, but leaning on the arcade like a corridor; Bundled potted plants are lined up, and the grass plants are woody and fragrant.
All night, the lights are bright and the songs are fascinating. It was this year that the scenery was beautiful and colorful.
Many, many years ago, there was a small village at the foot of Dingyang Mountain with beautiful scenery. On the hillside at the head of the village, there is a small stone house where a young man named Wannian lives. He was born in poverty and made a living by collecting firewood and digging for medicine. At that time, festivals were chaotic and farmers could not farm. Wan nian is a young man with calculation. He wants to set the festival accurately, but he doesn't know where to start.
One day, Wannian went up the mountain to collect firewood and sat under a tree to rest. The movement of the shadow inspired him, so he made a sundial and measured the shadow to calculate the length of the day. However, cloudy, cloudy, foggy and rainy days affect the measurement. He wants to make another timer to make up for the sundial. That day, he went up the mountain to dig medicine and came to the spring to drink water. The spring on the cliff was ticking rhythmically, which caught his attention. He looked at the spring, thought for a while and then lost his mind. I went home, drew a picture, tried it, and made a five-story leaky pot. From then on, he measured the shadow of the sun, looked for loopholes and worked hard. Slowly, he found that every 360 days, the length of a day would be repeated from the beginning. The solstice in winter is the shortest day.
At that time, the son of heaven was called Zu Ti. The chaos of the festival made him very anxious. Just call a hundred officials. Discuss the difficulties of chaos in Korean festivals. The name of the festival official is Aheng. If you don't know the laws of the sun and the moon, you can say that people are careless and have sinned against God. Only by kneeling devoutly can you get God's forgiveness. Zuyi took a vegetarian bath. Take officials to the Temple of Heaven to worship heaven, send a message to the whole country, and build a platform to worship heaven.
But the sacrifices come and go, but they have no effect, and the season is still very chaotic; People all over the country must serve and donate to build altars. It's really bile mixed with coptis chinensis. Bitter is worse than bitter. Ten thousand years can't help it. He took the sundial and the clepsydra to see the son of heaven.
I met the son of heaven, talked about the winter solstice, talked about the cycle of the sun and the moon. Zu Ti was overjoyed at this. Even if he built a large-scale building, he built the Sun and Moon Pavilion, the sundial platform and the Leaky Pot Pavilion in front of the Temple of Heaven. And left 12 boys to serve for 10 thousand years. Give way to six after ten thousand years.
One boy is guarding the sundial, and six boys are guarding leaky cauldron, carefully recording and reporting on time.
One day, Zuyi asked Ah Heng to go to Riyuege to inquire about calendar making. Wannian pointed to the calendar and said, "Sunrise and Sunset 360, start all over again. The vegetation is divided into four seasons and there are twelve laps a year. " Ah Heng was deeply sensible when he heard this, but his heart was uneasy. He thought to himself: If the festival is set at 10,000 years, and the son of heaven is happy, who will listen to me? Ah Heng thought and thought, bent on getting rid of Wan Nian.
On that day, Aheng found that he was a good shooter, so he sent someone to invite him home, held a wine feast, explained the reason, and promised him a heavy gift. The assassin promised to assassinate him that night. On the second drum of the day, the assassin left Aheng drunk and ran to Riyuege. But around the Temple of Heaven, Sun Moon's adult was guarded by guards, so the assassin couldn't get close, so he pulled out his bow and arrow and shot at Wannian who was watching the stars on the Sun Moon Pavilion. Who knows that the assassin drank too much, his eyes were dim, and the arrow only hit Wan Nian's arm. Ten thousand years fell to the ground with a sigh, and all the teenagers cried for the thief. Hearing the shouts, the guards went out together, caught the assassin and leaned forward to see the son of heaven.
Zu Ti asked the truth, sent a command to put Ah Heng into prison, and made a meditation to visit the Sun Moon Pavilion for ten thousand years. Wan Nian was very moved and pointed to Shen Xing and said, "Shen Xing has caught up with silkworms and astrology has been restored. Giving children in the evening, the old year has passed, and it is spring again. Let's hope that the emperor will make a festival. "
Zu Ti said, "Spring is the first year of a year, so let's call it Spring Festival. Ai Qing has been in the cabinet for three years, and she has the courage to make the lunar calendar based on the full moon. This is really a great achievement. Ai Qing was assassinated by a traitor today. Come with me to the palace to recuperate. "
Wannian said: "Although the lunar calendar was originally created, it is still not accurate, and there are still a few hours at the end of the year. If you don't decorate the end of the year, the sun and the moon will fly, and it will be wrong to come and go. I am deeply indebted to the negative expectations of the son of heaven. I am willing to fuck my heart out, calculate carefully and set the calendar accurately.
5. With regard to China's classical poems about the New Year, the firecrackers of January Day-Wang Anshi sounded like a year old, and the spring breeze sent warmth into Tu Su.
Thousands of families always trade new peaches for old ones. Feeling: This poem describes the scene of the Spring Festival in the Song Dynasty: the spring breeze warms people, the sun rises, every household sets off firecrackers, drinks Tu Su wine, and is busy taking off the old peach symbol on the door and replacing it with a new peach symbol with a door god.
The author chose these typical scenes of the Spring Festival, showing a folk picture with a strong flavor of life. Song people especially like to express their political ambitions and philosophical views through poems, which are always called Song Ci.
As a prime minister, Wang Anshi is carrying out drastic reforms. Therefore, the lines of this poem are full of his firm belief and optimism about getting rid of the disadvantages of the times and implementing the new law.
Expressed his smug mood. The whole poem is light in writing and bright in color, and the prospect of the eyes blends with the emotion in the heart. It is indeed a good poem with profound implications-Meng Haoran fought in the north last night and began to move eastward this year.
I am forty years old. Although I have no official position, I am worried about farming. A farmer working in a field full of mulberry trees is carrying a hoe and working with a shepherd boy.
Tian said that this year's climate is abundant. Feeling: This poem is written on the first day of the New Year, and the author is going to Chang 'an to catch the exam.
He said that he was 40 years old and had not achieved fame and fortune. He is still living in seclusion in Lumen Mountain, working with old farmers and shepherds all day. According to divination, the weather is good this year, which is said to be a bumper harvest year. I wish myself good luck in the exam this year. This poem is plain and kind, and the seasons and movements are clearly written, just like the author's diary.
On the New Year's Day of China and Japan, Kong Ren was still young and white, but he slept around the stove when he stayed up late. Cut candles and dry supper wine, and spend all your money.
Listen to the childlike innocence of burning firecrackers and see the change of peach blossom characters. Add a plum blossom to the drum horn to celebrate the New Year in Lian Xiao.
Feeling:. The poem "New Year's Day in China and Japan" is divided into two paragraphs. The first four sentences are about New Year's Eve, watching the New Year around the stove and drinking midnight snacks.
The third sentence is transition, lending and giving. * * * Money "means that the old year has passed and the new year is coming.
The last four sentences are transferred to New Year's Day. Set off firecrackers, change peaches, listen to music and celebrate the New Year.
Between the lines, Kong danced with sincere childlike innocence. The whole poem New Year's Day in Jiawu reflects his quiet and happy mood after leaving the officialdom.
"Selling Dementia"-(Tang) On New Year's Eve in Fan Chengda, people don't sleep, they are bored and depressed to welcome the new year; The child calls for the strip, and the cloud has dementia and calls for people to buy it. Who is the only one who has two things? Wunong still has surplus; The north and the south can't sell it, and they can talk and laugh when they meet.
Oak blocks were sitting under a heavy curtain, so I had to buy them by myself and ask for the price. Er Yunweng didn't need money to buy it, and he has been suffering from dementia for thousands of years on credit.
Feeling: This poem reproduces the scene of New Year's Eve in Wuzhong area of Song Dynasty, and vividly depicts New Year's Eve thousands of years ago. The first two sentences of the poem, "People don't sleep on New Year's Eve, and they are tired and lazy to force the New Year", not only describe the folk custom of keeping the New Year, but also describe people's psychological state when welcoming the New Year.