1, a year has passed. Bijing is a crisp frozen wine. From the Song Dynasty, Mao Kun's "Yulouchun Fair Day" dripped lotus flowers in one year. Bijing is a crisp and frozen wine. Han Xiao is still cheating. She is slim in spring. Beauty advised Qian to live a long life. Pepper with cypress leaves and gorgeous sleeves. Deep in my hometown, I don't know each other, but I only stay with Dong Jun.
Interpretation: Lotus blossoms send away the old year. When the wine was frozen in the well and Han Xiao invaded people, the slender figure of willow branches had already revealed the breath of Chinese New Year. Although some beauties and singers advised them to drink and cheer up, the poet was surprised by the phenology of early spring, as if he had seen an old friend reunited after a long separation.
I called back to the north last night and set out from the east today. Tian Jia Yuan Ri, written by Meng Haoran in the Tang Dynasty, fought in the north last night and started from the east at the age of 18 today. 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.
Interpretation: Last night, bucket handle in the Big Dipper turned to the east. This morning, the new year began again. I am forty years old this year. Although I have no official position, I still care about the people. Close to farmers working in fields covered with mulberry trees, carrying hoes and working with shepherds. Farmers speculate on the natural climate this year, saying that this year is a bumper harvest year.
3. Life disappears with the years, and the body is forgotten; In addition to Wen Tianxiang's "Night" in the Song Dynasty, the years are endless; 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.
Interpretation: There is nothing between heaven and earth, and time has left me openly. Scared by the wind and rain at the end of life, experienced frost in the distant frontier. Now life is coming to an end like this year, and I and my life experience will be forgotten. I will never dream of drinking Tu Su wine in the New Year, but I can only turn on the lights in the long night.