Bai Juyi
My eyes are sick, I don't sleep much, I don't care for my old age, my heart is old and my heart is moving, and spring is suddenly leaking.
When the fire needle lights are on, there will be sixty people with flat heads.
In addition to spending the night at the stone post
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.
Selling dementia
Chengda Fan
On new year's eve, people don't sleep, tired of being depressed and welcoming the new year;
The child calls for the strip, and the cloud has dementia and calls for people to buy it.
Who is the only one who has two things? Wunong still has surplus;
The north and the south can't sell it, and they can talk and laugh when they meet.
Oak blocks were sitting under a heavy curtain, so I had to buy them by myself and ask for the price.
Er Yunweng didn't need money to buy it, and he has been suffering from dementia for thousands of years on credit.
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.
Even on New Year's Eve.
Huang Jingren
Time passed slowly, and there were faint bursts of laughter from all directions.
People standing high on the stone bridge seem to be on earth, staring at the sky, but seeing a star like a moon.