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?
Dai Hang wished Yao first, and his temples were dim in the mirror. It's a good idea to steal in front of the lamp. Tu Su shouldn't taste it first.
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. Thousands of families always trade new peaches for old ones.
All the old people are worried about the new year, and the rest are happy to enter the spring. Ranked seventh, there are only a few people.
When you are old, you will meet a new year, and there will be better flowers in spring. Where is the evening breeze? When it blows to the moon on the east coast.
The cold light in the hotel stayed alone and didn't sleep, and the guest turned sad. Tonight, my hometown is full of thoughts, and the Ming Dynasty is worried for another year.