What are the ancient New Year poems?

The ancient New Year poems are as follows:

1, a new truth of one yuan

Leaf nucleus

The wind and frost in heaven and earth are exhausted, and the weather in Gankun is harmonious; Adding the New Year brings old mountains and rivers in spring.

Mei Liu Fang is tolerant, loose and old; Tu Sucheng was drunk and laughed at Baiyun.

Step 2 Work in the New Year

Liu Changqing

The arrival of the new year is more homesick, and the independent horizon can't help crying. People who are exiled in old age rush ahead of me in spring.

The monkey came down from the mountain and pestered me. I was tortured like a bodyguard, so when will this day come?

3. "Spring Festival"

Ye Xie

The dharma turns to sum, and the shoulder rubs the hub to hit the music.

There is no need to welcome guests in the eastern suburbs, and spring scenery is in thousands of households.

Step 4 celebrate the new year

Daopingchang

Firecrackers ushered in the new year, and Miaolian was posted in front of my door.

There was laughter everywhere, and delicious food was served on the table.

Talking about the sky and the ground, brightly lit, illuminating the night.

Young children boast about their new clothes. The old ones are new and the weather is fine.

5. "Fengcheng New Year Words"

Huang Jingren

Cut Silla skillfully and try it, and paint it with 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.

6. Except sleeping on the stone hill.

Dai Shulun

Who asked about the hotel? The cold lamp is amiable.

Tonight is the last night of the year, and I am wandering thousands of miles away.

Looking back on the past, it is an insignificant thing, sad and sad; Lonely, I only have a wry smile and acid.

Sorrow makes my face old and my hair full of white hair. With a sigh, I ushered in a new year.

7. Selling dementia

Chengda Fan

On new year's eve, people don't sleep, tired of being depressed and forcing the new year;

Children are told to take the long street, and clouds are called to sell if they have dementia.

8. Except at night

Legau

It's a matter of unity being empty, and Wan Li is lovesick overnight.

Worried that the crow dies, you will see the spring breeze again.

9. "Happy New Year"

Wen Zhiming

I don't want to meet, but I want to talk about it. The famous papers are all us.

I also throw some paper at people. The world is too simple and empty.

10, New Year's work

Liu Changqing

The arrival of the new year is more homesick, and the independent horizon can't help crying.

People who are exiled in old age rush ahead of me in spring.

The monkey came down from the mountain and pestered me.

I was tortured like a bodyguard, so when will this day come?

1 1, except at night

Shang Yan

Nine winters and thirty nights, cold and warm.

By the time I got to the fourth watch, I was already one year old.

Fish lights delay fire, animals carbonize spring ash.

Di Qing should be old by now, welcome new times.

12, Yuan Ri

Wang Anshi

The roar of firecrackers, the old year has passed; The warm spring breeze ushered in the New Year, and people happily drank the newly brewed Tu Su wine.

Every day, thousands of families trade new peaches for old ones.

13, Fengcheng New Year Speech

Cha Shen Xing

Cut Silla skillfully and try it, and paint it with 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.

14, except at night

Antisense

The jade will leak in the morning, and the wind wheel will turn at four o'clock.

Cold light burns short meat, and the sound of painting horns has been reported in spring.

Tomorrow will be the guest of the past year, and yesterday was a teenager.

The new positive definite number decreases with the years, but the floating world should be updated every hundred times.

15, except at night in my hometown

Hongliang Zhou

After 360 days, my hometown is still a foreign land.

It is not only the law that hates changing feelings, but also the suppression of life.

Where did Song sell preserved wine that night and who was waiting?

As early as last year, I wanted to read this poem when it was finished.