The setting sun shines obliquely on the splendid palace of Jinbi, and the years make the palace more beautiful. At the end of the year, winter snow and winter snow melt, and it seems that a warm spring breeze is blowing in the warm palace.
Huge red candles are lit and look like a bunch of flowers. It celebrated the New Year and ushered in a night.
In addition to the night, there is Tang Huai du Shen Yan.
Therefore, festivals should be sung and candles should be greeted in the New Year. The atmosphere in winter loves arrows, and spring is waiting for chickens to crow.
Smell the lid of the pot and you will see a fight in the dark. It will also be a trillion years old, Jiucheng.
Except for the awe-inspiring Tang Meng that night.
The journey is in a dangerous place in the distance, on a rugged road, far from the road. On all sides of the mountains, the snow reflected the cold night, sitting in the candlelight night, I am a stranger here.
Separated from my relatives and turned to slaves. It is drifting, and it will be a new year.
In addition to the Night Music City, every Shaofu has the integrity of Tang Meng.
The sea of clouds is widely distributed in Fujian, and it is on the tidal island. I don't know how to meet my relatives in my hometown except at night.
I am a passenger, and you are a lost passer-by. I have recovered several times in my life and have been away for more than ten years.
In addition to the night, there is Tang Huai Meng Haoran.
The five-watch clock leaks and urges, and the four gases go back.
The residual lamp in the tent went out and the aroma in the stove turned to ashes.
Gradually, I saw the lotus pillow forced by spring and suddenly felt that the bamboo cup was cold.
Every family should not lie down, and only when they miss each other can they have dreams.
Besides that night, Tang also gave a letter.
This year will be over tonight, and we will urge it tomorrow next year. The cold goes with the night, and spring comes one by one.
Colors change in the air and faces return in the dark. People don't know the scenery, but they are already in the backyard.
Tang Gaoshi in the night shift.
The cold light in the hotel stayed alone and didn't sleep, and the guest turned sad.
Tonight, my hometown is full of thoughts, and the Ming Dynasty is worried for another year.
At the foot of Beibao Mountain lies Tangwang Bay.
Under the blue mountain, my boat and I meandered along the green water. Until the river bank widens at low tide, and no wind blows my lonely sail.
... night gives way to the ocean of the sun, and the old year melts in freshness. I can finally send my messenger, the wild goose, back to Luoyang.
Besides the night, there are two songs about He.
Failure is failure, lonely night. The old country is thousands of miles away, and the Chinese New Year is more frequent.
The north is still cold, and the east wind is coming. Who is good at being safe, the morning bell is full of flowers and fire.
Cherish this night, wander this night. Don't say goodbye when the candles run out, the cock crows old and new.
The hustle and bustle is far away, and the wine welcomes spring. Who will be the last to win the cup tomorrow?
Except for Lu Tong in the night hall.
Failure is failure, lonely night. The old country is thousands of miles away, and the Chinese New Year is more frequent.
The cold is still near the north, and the wind is gradually blowing to the east. Just look at Chang' an stranger, and the morning bell burns.
Cherish this night, wander this night. Don't say goodbye when the candles run out, the cock crows old and new.
Nuo goes to the sick, and the wine has ushered in the spring. Who will be the last to win the cup tomorrow?
Qinzhou Shousui Zhang Tang said
So the new year is over tonight, and the new year will come tomorrow. Carefully follow the handle of the bucket and look forward to the spring in the northeast.
Except Tang Yuanzhen at night.
Recalling the past year, except that night, I saw you in front of the candle. In tonight's message, the New Year is overlapping.
Crying quietly at leisure, sleeping in an empty hall. Sad children, start a fire.
Except Bai Juyi in the night Tang Dynasty.
There are many thoughts at the end of the year, and the end of the world has not returned. Old people are new, but illness reduces old glory.
Hometown is still a souvenir, and fame and fortune have been lost. In the forty-nine years of the Ming dynasty, it is necessary to turn over the past.
Tang Bai Juyi sent a message at night.
The hair on the temple is not white, so I can't do anything.
* * * I resigned when I was in my prime, and I stayed in Jiangnan.
I remember the rocks in my mountain spring, but I am familiar with the wind and rain on earth.
The old school will retire first in Hejun and add three schools next year.
Except in the evening, I sent my sister-in-law Tang Baijuyi.
If you have feelings, you miss your sister-in-law. If you have life, you worry. Wan Li, after many years, was lonely all night.
The sick face is not an old face, so I forced a new face after thinking about it. We will meet again sooner or later, and we will grow up separately.
Except Bai Juyi in the night Tang Dynasty.
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.
Tang Bai Juyi, a guest staying at Liujiazhuang.
There is no wine in the old age, and the homesickness is full of tears. It is better to be poor at home than to suffer at home.
Fear of the old and the festival, and fear of the spring. Tonight in my hometown, I should miss someone who didn't come back.
In addition to staying overnight, Bai Juyi of Tang Mingzhou
I live in Kansai and travel in Hebei. During the depression, I stayed in Zhangzhou except at night.