( 1)
The past is slightly drunk, and the light is wrong.
When we are together, we cherish each other's uneven faces, and then we know each other.
The light on the clean wall gives birth to warmth, and the color of wine melts.
It's hard to write about the past and the present.
(2)
On the fifth day of the fifth year, small banquets are often held to break taboos and respect the god of wealth.
When the whip breaks, Jiaozi will feel lucky.
Drive away the five poor houses and welcome the new stores in the three cities.
Open the door and accept the blessings in the morning. Magpies will sing in the early spring.
(3)
Beginning of spring broke five lanterns, and immortals from all walks of life immediately boarded them.
Firecrackers burn incense for wealth, and gongs and drums celebrate.
Go to the store to open the market, sweep the snow in front of the door and send it to the poor early.
Welcome the rain and dew to nourish everything, and have a good harvest every year!
(4)
Running all the way goes home, New Year's Eve strives for luxury.
Longteng is busy with the Spring Festival Gala.
Horses worship everywhere, whipping every second.
Suddenly, the New Year is over, and Fu Na opens the door, beaming.
(5)
On the fifth day of the fifth year, small banquets are often held to break taboos and respect the god of wealth.
When the whip breaks, Jiaozi will feel lucky.
Drive away the five poor houses and welcome the new stores in the three cities.
Open the door and accept the blessings in the morning. Magpies will sing in the early spring.
(6)
The god of wealth has not returned to his place, and the breeze leads the way and covers cigarettes.
Give up three thousand miles in poverty and live eight hundred years in prosperity.
Failure is accompanied by laziness, and success is accompanied by struggle.
Sing a song, endless spring and endless days.
(7)
On New Year's Eve, the class was light, so I swept five and went back to work.
Cleaning the floor made me sweat all over, and I saw the light and shadow all over me.
Aesthetic theory is not practical, and aesthetic empty talk is even more insufficient.
Labor creates artificial beauty, and beauty is not self-centered.