Write your own Spring Festival poems

The roar of firecrackers, the old year has passed; The warm spring breeze ushered in the New Year, and people happily drank the newly brewed Tu Su wine. The rising sun sheds light on doors of each household, New peachwood charm is put up to replace the old. I don't want to meet, but I want to talk about it. The famous papers are all us. I also throw some paper at people. The world is too simple and empty. The arrival of the new year is more homesick, and the independent horizon can't help crying. People who are exiled in old age rush ahead of me in spring. The monkey came down from the mountain and pestered me. I was tortured like a bodyguard, so when will this day come?