New year's poem

New year's poems:

1, the snowy southern geese, reaching the sky in one word, is a beautiful scene in the Year of the Loong. Qian Shan is hard to come by, may you live forever! The Qin and Han Dynasties passed the Millennium, and Hanwu took the whip and left a legacy everywhere in China. Saying goodbye to the old and welcoming the new is more Vientiane and full of spring. -"Happy New Year in Langtaosha"

2. 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. -Dai Shulun's Except Sleeping on the Stone Hill

3. Skillfully cut Silla and paint colorful gold like moths; Since then, the scissors have been idle for a month, and there are more sewing in the boudoir before the age of 20. -Huang Jingren's "Fengcheng New Year Words"

4, the east wind warms the river trees, and the fog condenses three miles and nine miles. A white horse is like a dragon breaking through the snow, and a calf rushes through the water to wear incense. Blow it around and pat off the smoke, showing off the dress100000 people. Elo dressed up as a colorful winner, and social songs filled the air. Fei Yi, dressed in gold, is a platoon leader in front and a satrap in the back. Black veil new wisp of Han palace flowers, green slaves knelt into the wine. Picking lotus plates to make jade buildings, singing and dancing.

There are 3,000 old songs in Liyuan and 3 new songs in Suzhou/kloc-0. The masked beard jumps like a tiger, and the narrow shirt is embroidered with trousers and hammers. The golden python turns into ghost makeup, and Guanyin dances in white. The viewer is like a mountain and brocade, separating silk from meat. The fragrant wind blows and laughs all the way, and thousands of miles of red yarn cover the jade. Purple shirt with lotus root skirt, light makeup on forehead and bun.

Picked up the green stripes and praised my sister, playing around with melon seeds on my sleeve. In a hurry, strings are numerous, and thousands of willows fold green branches. -Yuan Hongdao's Spring Festival Song

5. Around the beam in the middle of the year, white reeds, firecrackers in wine and tea. The newly cleaned doors and windows are warmer, and the fragrance is still fragrant. The host is fighting for gluttony, and the crops are put aside. When children come back, they will be full of food, and foggy cages will make farmers rich. -Yan Xuhui's "New Year Message"