A poem describing a small year in the north

The poem describing the northern off-year is as follows:

1, old is happy, and life experience is death.

2, apricot and green plum are sour, and the mountain garden is exhausted in a blink of an eye.

3. I hate the silkworm harvesting wheat, and the silver cup is like the sea.

4, the door is as cold as ice, with rich origins.

5, the man offered his daughter free, and the wine burned money to burn the stove.

6. Bow to heaven this day and return to the Imperial Capital next year.

7, a bowl of clear soup poetry, Zao Jun went to the sky today.

8. Don't forget to return to the furnace on time at the evening fairy meeting.

9, the red candle regrets drinking from the long night, and the blue light is accompanied by the yearbook.

10, the old lady's eyes are thin in Hei Chi, seventy is less than sixty.

1 1, Yan Shuo is poor, and Jiangnan pays a New Year call.

12, it is forbidden to greet guests with Nuo drums and offer incense stoves in the adjacent street.

13. If the Jade Emperor asks about human affairs, articles in troubled times are worthless.

14, the sages saw that it was not too late to live, and it was too late to die.

15, academic background sweet talk, fame and fortune.

16, there were 23 firecrackers outside the window. I was surprised that the Spring Festival had already started. Say goodbye to me in the radial mirror, I don't wander around arm in arm.

17, I have a dream swaying in the East China Sea, seeing Xiaomei Red every year. If I remember to report back, what can I do? You realize that I am poor.

18, find your own white wine with green tea, but you know life has its own way. I have three million poems. Who left me a flower?

19, today is a good time, and the city is full of lights. Even though there is Cang Sang in the world, I stay at home in a dark place.

20. When I was young, I wrote Fu Liang to you. I said I was worried about the flute in the Han River.