1.
Happy New Year, with fireworks shining all over the sky.
The golden dragon soars into the jade sky, and the six fields are cultivated. ——Jiangnan Liuying's "New Year"
2.
The New Year is in the heart of the country, and the sky is alone with tears.
When you grow old, you live among others, and when you return in spring, you come first.
The mountains and apes are in the same day and evening, and the rivers and willows are surrounded by wind and smoke.
It’s like Changsha Fu, a few years from now. ——Liu Changqing's "New Year's Work"
3.
Every drop in the lotus drains out in one year. Bijing crispy frozen wine.
The cold weather in the morning is still deceiving, but the willows in spring arrive first.
The beautiful woman advises you to live a long life. Cypress leaves and pepper blossoms bloom on green sleeves.
In the depths of Zuixiang, we rarely know each other, and we are only old friends with Dongjun. ——Mao Pang's "Jade House Spring·Jimao Suiyuan Day"
4.
The sound of firecrackers welcomes the New Year, and wonderful couplets are posted in front of the door.
Laughter is heard everywhere, and delicious food is served on the table.
There was a lot of chatting, and the lights were brightly illuminating the rest of the night.
Children show off their new clothes, and the old is gone and the new is coming. ——Daoping Ping's "Celebrating the New Year"
5.
The skillful cutting of flags is better than that of Silla, and the color and gold are painted to make a moth;
From then on, the scissors are free. On the month, there was a lot of needlework in the boudoir before the age of 18. ——Huang Jingren's "Fengcheng New Year's Ci"
6.
The rhythm turns to Hongjun, the spirit is the same, and the music is harmonious.
There is no need to go to the eastern suburbs, spring is in thousands of households. ——Ye Xie's "Welcome to Spring"
7.
Who asks about the hotel? The cold lamp is unique and amiable.
A year is coming to an end, and no one has returned from thousands of miles away.
Liao Luo is sad about the past, and laughs at this body.
Sad face and faded temples, tomorrow will be spring again. ——Dai Shulun's "Stone Station on a Big Night"
8.
The cold weather is approaching and the New Year is here.
See the plum blossoms again.
Wrapped in silver, the vast mountains and rivers are enchanting.
Sigh that time flies by and time makes people grow old.
Feeling the vicissitudes of life, everything is dreaming of early spring.
Celebrate the good day, watch the bustle, the neon lights in the streets
My thoughts are like the sea, and I chant poems with a stick of firewood.
Everyone knows the warmth and coldness, and it is difficult to be in love with each other.
I wish you a happy life and good health.
——"Early Plum Blossom·Happy New Year" by Shen Xianmoren