1.
Twenty-three kitchen gods go to heaven
24 cleaning the house,
25 windows,
26 stews,
Twenty-seven slaughtered cocks,
Twenty-eight white hairs,
Twenty-nine friends (Spring Festival couplets),
Thirty families are happy to eat jiaozi ... "
2.
On the 23rd of the twelfth lunar month, when eating rice cakes, I scolded:
24 house cleaning days,
25 holes are blocked,
26 stews,
Twenty-seven slaughtered cocks,
Twenty-eight white hairs,
There are twenty-nine stickers,
Sit for one night and thirty nights.
Jiaozi in the first grade,
The face of the next day,
The box of grade three went home. ...
How strong that year was.
3.
Twenty-three, the kitchen god goes to heaven,
Twenty-four, write big characters,
Twenty-five drums,
26 stews,
Twenty-seven slaughtered cocks,
28 facial treatments,
Twenty-nine incense barrels,
Thirty nights, one night,
Walking in the street on the first day of the Lunar New Year.
Spring Festival couplets
The first part: the financial resources are rolling in every day. The second part: Happy New Year.
The first part: all the best, the second part is auspicious: every family is happy and healthy forever; The four seasons are thriving.
The first part: every family gets rich when they are old, and the second part: everyone is happy when they are young: everyone is happy.
The first part: heaven and earth and the family add money, the second part: peace, contentment and happiness; Peace all the year round.
The first part: the sky increases, the people increase their longevity, and the second part: the spring is full, the Kunming is full, and the building is full.
The first part: all the best, show great ambitions, the second part: all your wishes come true, show great ambitions, and approve each other: five blessings.
Spring Festival poems:
Ancient poems about the Spring Festival
1, except at night
Gaoshi
The cold light of the hotel stays awake alone, why does the guest's heart become sad?
My hometown is thinking thousands of miles tonight, and it is another year of the Ming Dynasty.
2、
New year's thoughts
Qianlaisu
What happened to the golden gull? This responsibility should be lenient.
Looking at the central plains in a hurry, a column is crazy in Yan' an.
I can't bear to see the scars on the ground. How happy I am to plow and weave on three sides.
Only by hard work can we rejuvenate the country, and history fears the enemy.