Just tore off a calendar,
Ushered in a new spring.
After decades of wind, frost, rain and snow,
I realized the ups and downs of life.
The torrent of time
On our foreheads.
Rushed out of the "bright road."
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Let's not only lament the cold winter,
Human feelings are warm and cold,
We also eulogize the joy and glory of the return of the earth in spring.
A group of people are more beautiful.
Looking back on the past journey,
We have no regrets,
A magnanimous,
Sincere dedication!
Looking forward to the beauty of life in autumn:
A welcoming look
Shu Mei, golden yellow.
Very rich.
At every party,
With sincere friendship and laughter.
Looking back,
* * * With the time tunnel,
Then show the youth of that year!
Then, we go back to reality—
Put our happiness, our laughter,
We sincerely wish our friends,
And ardent expectations for the next generation,
For the new year year after year ...
New year's poems
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Flowers bloom in spring.
In the fiery red sun
Listen, that's the song of a bird.
They knocked at the door in surprise.
The first door in spring
White clouds bring warm thoughts.
Long-lost greetings
Brought us new year's greetings.
Those heavy laughter.
Just like mom and dad's hands, full of labor and harvest.
A glass of hard liquor.
Full of homesickness
Get me drunk on a windy morning.
Wandering wanderer
I quickened the pace of going home.
The girl I love
Long time no see.
Like a trembling spider web in my hometown.
Silently grew into a cocoon
I want to leave while the spring breeze is still early.
So I can ask my beloved girl.
Love, will she bloom in this spring?
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The clear wind is blowing from a distance.
There is a girlish smell there.
Whispering with wild lilies
Instant bloom
Green, lover's arm.
Twist gently and hug you.
Striking the strings of spring
The distance between seasons is so strong that it is irresistible.
As the earth breeds hope.
On New Year's Day, I met the villagers.
Talk about past gains
Calculate 365 days and solar terms.
Speaking of spring
Everyone's eyes opened again.
At that time, corn was strung under the eaves.
Huang Chengcheng's exultation
The whole house is floating around, making people feel scared.
Feel excited and practical
So I somehow remembered.
A snowy day many years ago
Family photos taken by relatives at home.
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Touch the first drop of dew
Spread out, it is colorful.
The snow and ice in the north have melted.
Trees in the south spit green.
In the ticking sound of cars
Along the way, it was a spring wedding.
Happiness is destined to come in life.
Where will you wake up?
Listen to the sacred song
Everything in front of me is beautiful.
Something convenient to touch.
Love at first sight is like poetry and water.
Then get pregnant sweetly in spring.
But I will still think of that village.
A village located in a field.
Fly in the direction of the river
Is it a breeze that keeps blowing?
Let me look around.
A little girl who just grew up
She stood at the intersection of her house to meet her.
With the gesture of spring flowers.
I dedicate this poem of blessing to you.
When you are old, you are new, the river is high, and the world is poetic.
Years are full of life, mountains and rivers are drunk in the spring and autumn, writing is always affectionate, and Spring Festival couplets are full of new year.
When you are young, you must work hard. When I was young, the wind blew Wan Li.
The spring scenery in Kyushu reflects peach blossoms, and the birthday is rich and prosperous.
Celebrate the Spring Festival with mountains and rivers and smiles.
Nine domains sing, the country is rich and the people are strong.
Three spring flowers bloom, colorful, painting new mountains to enjoy the scenery, always praise the scenery.
Poets recite elegant rhymes and often invite rivers to sing songs for the benefit of the people. They should obey thousands of rules.
To rejuvenate the country, you must read three volumes before you feel relaxed and energetic.
You know Cui Baizhen behind the snow.
Liuhe rejuvenation, trees outside Meihua dike in the suburbs
There are treasures in Kyushu, fruits, trees and fish in the mountains, colorful cloth on earth, and rivers and mountains in Jinxiang add splendor.
Spring shines on the earth, and brilliant festivals are more brilliant. The spring breeze gently blows the green of Qian Shan.
The rising sun is rising, and Wan Lihong's northland is frozen in a cage.
It snows in southern Xinjiang to start the Spring Festival.
whether or not
See your holiday doorstep
Branches with red lanterns.
There is a magpie jumping around.
Jia Jia sang happily.
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my dear friend
That's me dancing tea gently.
Enthusiasm took Spring Festival travel rush's slender hand.
Heartfelt greetings.
Let's get rid of all the troubles and worries in the past.
Make good use of the happy harvest of the past
Chasing the long years now and in the future
We hold hands.
Walk together forever
Tea show
All the gains and losses, success or failure
Rotating head airflow
Only the wine of friendship.
Forever and ever-forever and ever
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first day of the lunar month
Wang Anshi
Except for the one-year-old in firecrackers,
The spring breeze brought warmth to Tusu,
Thousands of families are dying,
Always trade new peaches for old ones.
Lou Yu Sui Xin
Tang Bai Juyi
18 years old, I betrayed my face and the scenery touched my homesickness.
Prison has fallen into rivers and lakes. In the new year, I will go to Lou Yu.
Zhang Jiang, who also looked at the lights.
Tang Meng Hao ran
Different customs are not local customs, and the New Year changes.
Look at the flamingo tree in Jiyumen. It is suspected that Candle dragon is burning.
Ten poems a day by the lake
Song Yang Wanli
It's snowy near the old wax, and there is no plum in the New Year.
Diligent Tianzhu, two flowers bloom across the water.
The first day of the lunar month
Song Xin qi Ji
Old illness forgets the season and still sleeps in the morning.
The child is awake. Today is the New Year.
Twenty spring pillars and five queens.
Song Ouyang xiu
Refused to sell ice, Xuemei Palace pressed incense.
New Year's greetings, white is getting longer and longer.
The first day of the lunar month
Tian Xiang, Wen Song
Shame on Yuntai guests, falling snow is full of blankets.
If you don't look at the bird's shadow, you will still see the Year of the White Snake.
The palace was empty and the door was covered with grass.
Since spring, Gan Kun has turned his head.