The first sentence of Wang Anshi's "Yuan Ri": One year old in the sound of firecrackers
Yuan Ri
Wang Anshi
One year old in the sound of firecrackers In addition,
The east wind brings warmth into Tusu.
Thousands of households always exchange old talismans for new peaches.
Other poems on Spring Festival Eve include:
Spring Festival Poems on New Year’s Eve
Era: Southern Song Dynasty
Author: Jiang Kui
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Everything is new with green cypresses and red peppers.
The lights and shadows across the fence greet people in the New Year.
The bells on San Mao are moving at dawn in the west window,
There is another spring on the temples for no reason.
Talking to guests carelessly, opening the door slowly,
Plum blossoms accompany old age leisurely.
Jiaoer learns to write human calligraphy,
Yulei Shentu’s writing is not true.
Era: Southern Song Dynasty
Author: Jiang Kui
Work: Journey to Shasha
Content: Ding Weiyuan came from Miandong When I arrived at Jinling that day, I was inspired by my dream on the river.
The swallows are light and the orioles are delicate and soft, clearly looking towards Hua Xu again.
The long night fights for a weak love? Early spring is stained by lovesickness.
Writing words after farewell, needlework and thread when farewell, leaving the soul in darkness and chasing the man far away.
The bright moon in Huainan is cold over thousands of mountains, and no one cares about it when it returns.
Era: Qing Dynasty
Author: Tan Sitong
Work: New Year's Eve Feelings
Content: There are many old poems on New Year's Eve, often traveling in the wind and snow In the middle, there are dozens of poems that can't be finished, and the manuscript has been broken into pieces, decaying with the dust of horses, arrows and carriages. Now that I see Rao Junzuo, I can't help but feel the pimples in my belly. I recall "New Year's Eve Send to Brother Zhong from Shangzhou": "The wind blows against my hand and I leave my home. I have a virtuous brother in my family and I feel sorry for him. Brother said, "I'm going to work for my brother, but I don't know where to stay tonight." "He Village." The scenery is not special, it is bright and clear, and the words are deep, and I don't know how extensive they are.
We say goodbye to the past and present, but the years are gone, and the dim wax wine welcomes the new year again.
Unexpectedly, Xizhong and Yinbin were already in trouble.
Tong waits for Feng Ming to remain heartbroken, but Ze is unable to stand up because of the rising dragon.
The cold ashes will eventually dissipate by themselves, thanks to the poets and soldiers fighting in the fire field.
Era: Qing Dynasty
Author: Tan Sitong
Work: New Year's Eve Thoughts
Content:
Two things happen in the world Confused, dare to tell who will die in the Central Plains.
I refine my bones from the ice to the sky, and temporarily teach you a good sentence about Tongmei.
Singing and crying for no reason because of the long night, the yin and yang of greedy tail prevail at this time.
I had an appointment and heard the chickens dancing together. I turned around in front of the lamp and hated the sound.
Era: Qing Dynasty
Author: Tan Sitong
Work: New Year's Eve Thoughts
Content:
Have you ever looked inside? It nourishes the liver and gallbladder, and if you have late sex, you will get a beard.
If you don’t look at the instrument, the knowledge will eventually disappear, that is, the power of Jie Wen Ci will be strong.
The people fleeing from drinking follow the frost formation to the north, and the people talking about war chase the sea to the east.
The flying light is caressing oneself at the age of thirty, and the mountain slips are born in sorrow.
Era: Qing dynasty
Author: Tan Sitong
Work: New Year's Eve Thoughts
Content:
I am an insect of my generation Who is this person who sings "Ode to Shang" loudly?
After ten years of drunkenness, it’s hard to wake up, but even an inch of beautiful heart is not dusty.
Swinging the Qin Zun bids farewell to the old year, and the arrangement is dangerous and hinders the loneliness.
The roar of the two dragons of the Qiankun sword energy evokes the good spring in the hidden world.
Era: Qing Dynasty
Author: Huang Jingren
Work: Guisi New Year's Eve Occasionally
Content:
Thousands of Laughter The leakage is late,
Sorrows and dangers are hidden from the outside.
The city bridge is built quietly and no one knows it.
One star is like the moon for a long time.
Era: Qing Dynasty
Author: Gong Zizhen
Works: Xinsi and Peng stayed together in a Taoist temple in the same year on New Year's Eve. Peng wrote poems about his life and read them all night, so he End of the book
Contents:
They are also three shadows, listening to the same pestle bell.
The man carrying the lamp is overseas, and the sword is drawn in the dream.
The color of snow is filled with worries about grudges, and the sound of poetry breaks through the bitter void.
In the Ming Dynasty, the seats were packed with guests, but who could tell where they had disappeared?
Era: Southern Song Dynasty
Author: Jiang Kui
Work: Qing Gongchun
Content: Shaoxi Farewell Stone on New Year's Eve of 1911 When the lake returned to Wuxing, I passed the rainbow at night after the snow, and wrote a poem: "The shadows of the wild geese are faint in the vast lake, and the jade peaks overlap to protect the clouds; the long bridge is lonely in the cold spring night, and only the poet returns home." In the winter of the next five years, it returned. Together with Yu Shangqing, Zhang Pingfu, and Pu Weng, who proclaimed themselves as Yu, they traveled to Liangxi. The road passed through Wusong. The mountains were cold and the sky was very different. The clouds and waves were all around. In the middle of the evening, each other walked to the bow, the stars drooped, there were fishing fires, and there was a strong wind in the new moon. Unable to hold the wine, Pu Weng wrapped himself in a quilt and chanted to each other. Therefore, the engraving of this poem was completed after ten days of writing. It's useless to blame others, but you can't do it yourself if you are distracted by your thoughts. Ping Fu, Shang Qing, and Pu Weng were all good at poetry, and when they came up with strange things, I also chased after them. After returning from this trip, each received more than fifty solutions.
Double slurry waves, a coir rain, the twilight sadness gradually fills the space.
The gull called me is about to descend gracefully, carrying people back across the wood.
Going back, the clouds and snow are drifting, and the lonely boat is sailing at night.
Sadly meeting each other again, as promised in Meishan, with traces of depression.
It is cold in spring on the incense-picking path, I am whirling, who can answer my own song?
Looking westward at the hanging rainbow, it floats away and is unstoppable.
When the wine wakes up, the waves are far away, Zheng Ning thinks, and the plain socks are clear.
Now Anzai, only the railings accompany people for a moment.
Era: Northern Song Dynasty
Author: Yan Shu
Work: Die Lianhua
Content:
Nan Yan Faintly returning to the side formation,
the snow is shining over the wall,
and I feel that the orchid buds are tender.
The lingering dream in the middle of the night relieves the sleepiness of wine,
The incense sticks in the stove make me dizzy.
The fleeting years are fleeting,
The joy of the past is still lingering.
It is known that the flowering period is approaching after the twelfth lunar month,
The winter plum blossoms have become a sign of the east wind.
Tian Jiayuan Day (Tang Dynasty) Meng Haoran
I fought back to the north last night, and now I am starting from the east;
I am already strong, but I have no salary and still worry about farmers.
The father plows the fields, and the shepherd boy follows the hoe;
The Tian family is responsible for the climate, and the mother-in-law said that this year will be good.
Selling Dementia Poems (Tang Dynasty) by Fan Chengda
It’s late on New Year’s Eve and people don’t sleep, and they are tired of being dull and sluggish in the new year;
Children call for walking down the long street , Yun Youmo called someone to sell him.
New Year's Eve (Tang Dynasty) Coming to Hu
The matter of concern has become empty, and I miss you for thousands of miles in one night.
I am so sad that the sound of the chicken at dawn has stopped, and I will be haggard in the spring breeze.
New Year greetings to Wen Zhengming (Ming Dynasty)
I don’t ask for a meeting, but a visit, and the famous papers come to the house to fill the house.
I also throw in a few pieces of paper with others. The world is too simple but not too empty.
Ye Yong (Ming Dynasty) has been united and established.
The wind and frost in the world are gone, and the universe is harmonious;
New years are added to the calendar, and the old mountains and rivers are full of spring.
The plum blossoms and willows are graceful and beautiful, and the pine trees are very old;
Tu Su becomes drunk and laughs happily in the white cloud nest.
Gui Ji became Huang Jingren (Qing Dynasty) by chance on New Year's Eve
Thousands of families' laughter was delayed, and worries were hidden from the outside.
The city bridge was built quietly and no one knew it. One star is like the moon for a long time.
Fengcheng New Year's Speech (Qing Dynasty) Zha Shenxing
Cleverly cutting flags won the test of Silla, painting colors and gold to make moths;
From now on, the scissors are free On the month, there was a lot of needlework in the boudoir before the age of 18.
Jiawu New Year's Day (Qing Dynasty) Kong Shangren
Xiao Shu's white hair was not full, and he could not sleep by the fire.
Cut the candles to dry up the late-night wine, and spend all your money to buy spring money.
Listening to the burning of firecrackers brings out the childlike innocence, while watching the peach charms change makes me feel happy.
The drums and horns add plum blossoms, and we celebrate the New Year with joy at the fifth watch.
On New Year's Day, Liu Yazi's heartfelt charm
Dong Biwu
*** celebrated the New Year with laughter, and the red rock lady gave plum blossoms;
Toast glasses of Tusu wine to each other, and spread out to taste victory tea.
Only loyalty can serve the country, and there is no paradise for home;
Welcome to the festival with the capital singing and dancing, and look at the gorgeous scenery of Yan'an from a distance.
Watching the flower market during the Spring Festival, Lin Boqu
We met on the street to see the flower market, but we leaned against the arcade like a gallery;
The potted plants were bunched up in rows, and the grass and trees were fragrant.
The lights are on all night long, and people are singing, and the songs are ecstatic.
This is the year when the scenery is beautiful and the colors are red and purple, heralding spring.
"Tian Jia Yuan Day"
(Tang Dynasty) Meng Haoran
I fought back to the north last night, and now I am rising from the east;
I am old He is strong and has no salary but still worries about farmers.
The father plows the fields, and the shepherd boy follows the hoe;
The Tian family is responsible for the climate, and the mother-in-law said that this year will be good.
"Selling Dementia Ci"
(Tang Dynasty) Fan Chengda
People don't sleep in the late hours of New Year's Eve, and they are tired of being dull and waiting for the new year;
The child calls for walking down the long street, and the cloud has dementia and calls for people to sell.
"New Year's Eve"
(Tang Dynasty) Laihu
The matter of concern has become empty, and I miss you for thousands of miles in one night.
I am so sad that the sound of the chicken at dawn has stopped, and I will be haggard in the spring breeze.
"Yuan Ri"
(Song Dynasty) Wang Anshi
With the sound of firecrackers, one year is gone, and the spring breeze brings warmth to Tusu;
Thousands Every household has its own pupils, and they always exchange new peaches for old talismans.
"Yuan Day, Spring in the Jade House"
(Song Dynasty) Mao Pang
In one year, all the drops in the lotus are drained, and the wine is frozen in the blue well.
The cold weather in the morning is still deceiving, but the willows in spring arrive first.
The beautiful woman urges you to live a long life, and the cypress leaves and pepper flowers bloom on your green sleeves.
In the depths of Zuixiang, we rarely know each other, and we only have old friends with Dongjun.
"New Year's Eve"
(Southern Song Dynasty) Wen Tianxiang
The world is empty, and the years are passing by;
The end of the road is stormy, and the poor side is full of snow frost.
Life is about to end with the years, and the body and the world are forgotten;
There is no more to kill Su Meng, and the night is still young.
"New Year's Greetings"
(Ming Dynasty) Wen Zhengming
Not asking to meet, but to pay a visit, and famous papers came to fill the house.
I also throw in a few pieces of paper with others. The world is too simple but not too empty.
"Ji You Xin Zheng"
(Ming Dynasty) Ye Yong
The wind and frost of heaven and earth are gone, and the atmosphere of heaven and earth is harmonious;
New things are added to the calendar As time goes by, spring fills the old mountains and rivers.
The plum blossoms and willows are graceful and beautiful, and the pine trees are very old;
Tu Su becomes drunk and laughs happily in the white cloud nest.
"Guiji Occasionally Comes on New Year's Eve"
(Qing Dynasty) Huang Jingren
The laughter of thousands of families is delayed, and the worries are hidden from the outside,
The city bridge is built quietly and no one knows it. One star is like the moon for a long time.
"Jiawu New Year's Day"
(Qing Dynasty) Kong Shangren
Xiao Shu's white hair is not full, but he can't sleep around the fire.
Cut the candles to dry up the late-night wine, and spend all your money to buy spring money.
Listening to the burning of firecrackers brings out the childlike innocence, while watching the peach charms change makes me feel happy.
The drums and horns add plum blossoms, and we celebrate the New Year with joy at the fifth watch.
"New Year's Day's Mouth Occupies Liu Yazi's Charming Rhyme"
Dong Biwu
*** celebrates the New Year with laughter, and the ladies of Hongyan give plum blossoms;
Toast glasses of Tusu wine to each other, and spread out to taste victory tea.
Only loyalty can serve the country, and there is no paradise for home;
Welcome to the festival with the capital singing and dancing, and look at the gorgeous scenery of Yan'an from a distance.
"Watching the Flower Market during the Spring Festival"
Lin Boqu
We met on Main Street to see the flower market, but we leaned against the arcade like a gallery;
Bunched potted plants were Line up, the grass and trees are fragrant.
The lights are on all night long, and people are singing, and the songs are ecstatic.
This is the year when the scenery is beautiful and the colors are red and purple, heralding spring.
"Tusu Wine"
Qu You
Immortal Ziyou taught the treasure recipe, and Xin Zheng allowed the young man to taste it first.
The eight gods were ordered to adjust the golden cauldron and rejuvenate the whole bag.
The golden liquid is six thousand feet deep in the well at night, and the spring breeze enters the nine-cloud wine room at dawn.
Then I count the phoenix calendar from the beginning, and visit Zuixiang every day with a cup in my hand.
"Welcoming Spring Song"
Yuan Hongdao
The east wind warms the trees in Loujiang River, and the smoke condenses on the three thoroughfares and nine roads.
The white horse flies through the snow like a dragon, and the calf's carriage rolls through the water.
The smoke and dust are blown away, and hundreds of thousands of people are dressed in beautiful clothes.
The forehead is bright and colorful, and the social song is full of gods.
Wearing scarlet clothes and gold belts like buckets, he is in the front row of the palace and the eunuch behind him.
The black gauze is newly woven with Han Palace flowers, and the young slaves kneel into Tusu wine.
On the lotus plate, there are jade pillars, and the singing boy and hairy girl are both white.
There are three thousand pieces of old music in Liyuan and thirteen new tunes in Suzhou.
The masked beard dances like a tiger, and the narrow shirt and embroidered trousers beat a big drum.
The golden python has a slim body and a ghost makeup, and the Guanyin in white clothes dances with its palms clasped together.
The viewer is like a mountain of brocades belonging to each other, and who can separate the silk and flesh from the chaos.
The fragrant wind blows laughter all the way, and the red gauze covers the drunken jade.
Wearing a green lotus blouse with lotus roots and a lotus root, she wore a bun with a light makeup on her forehead.
I praise my sister when I pick up a green stick, and I throw melon seeds into my sleeve.
A thousand willows break through the green branches.