Poetry about going home for the New Year

"Tian Jia Yuan Day" Meng Haoran

I fought back to the north last night, and now I am starting from the east; I am already strong, but I have no salary and still worry about farmers. The father plows the mulberry field, and the shepherd boy follows the hoe; the Tian family controls the climate, and the mother-in-law says it will be a good year. "Words for Selling Dementia" by Fan Chengda It's late on New Year's Eve and people don't sleep, tired of the dullness and waiting for the new year; the children call out to walk down the long street, and there is a cloud of dementia calling people to sell.

"New Year's Eve" Coming to Hu

The matter of concern has become empty, and I miss you for thousands of miles in one night. I am so sad that after the sound of the rooster has stopped at dawn, I will be haggard and see the spring breeze again.

"Yuan Day" Wang Anshi

The sound of firecrackers marks the end of the year, and the spring breeze brings warmth to Tusu; thousands of households always exchange new peaches for old charms.

Yuan Day, Jade House Spring, Maopang

In one year, all the lotus flowers are dripping, and the wine is frozen in the blue well. The cold weather in the morning is still deceptive, but the willows in spring are slender first. The beautiful woman urges you to live a long life, and the cypress leaves and pepper flowers bloom on your green sleeves. In the depths of Zuixiang, we rarely know each other, and we only have old friends with Dongjun.

"New Year's Eve" Wen Tianxiang

The world is empty, and the years are passing by; there are storms and rain at the end of the road, and there is snow and frost on the poor side. Life is about to end with the years, and the body and the world are forgotten; there is no more dreams to kill, and the night is still late.

"New Year's Greetings" by Wen Zhengming

I don't ask for a meeting, but a visit, and the house is filled with famous papers. I also throw in a few pieces of paper with others. The world is too simple but not too empty.

"Jiyou Xinzheng" Ye Yong

The wind and frost in the world are gone, and the weather of the universe is harmonious; new years are added to the calendar, and spring is full of old mountains and rivers. The plum blossoms and willows are fragrant and beautiful, and the pine trees are very old; Tu Su becomes drunk and laughs in the white cloud nest.

"Guiji Occasionally Comes on New Year's Eve" Huang Jingren

The laughter of thousands of families is late, and the worries are hidden from the outside. People do not know the city bridge quietly, and one star is like the moon for a long time.

"New Year's Message from Fengcheng" by Zha Shenxing

The skilful cutting of flags won the test of Silla, and the color and gold were painted to make a moth; From then on, the scissors were idle for a month, and the needlework in the boudoir was more than a year old. .

"Jiawu New Year's Day" Kong Shangren

Xiao Shu's white hair is not full, and he sleeps around the fire after staying up late. Cut the candles to dry up the late-night wine, and pour out the money to buy spring money. Listening to the burning of firecrackers brings out the childlike innocence, but watching the peach charms exchange for old charms. Drums and horns add plum blossoms, and we celebrate the New Year with joy at the fifth watch.

"The New Year's Day Mouth Occupies Liu Yazi's Charming Rhythm" Dong Biwu

*** celebrates the New Year with laughter, and the ladies of Hongyan present plum blossoms; toast each other's glasses of Tusu wine, and share the taste after spreading out Victory tea. Only loyalty can serve the country, let alone a paradise for home; singing and dancing with the capital to welcome the festival, and looking at the gorgeous scenery of Yan'an from a distance.

"Watching the Flower Market during the Spring Festival" by Lin Boqu

We met on the street to see the flower market, but we leaned against the arcade like a gallery; potted plants were bunched up in rows, and the grass and trees were fragrant. The lights are on all night long, and people are singing, and the songs are ecstatic. It is the beautiful scenery this year, and the red and purple colors herald the spring.