In life, work and study, everyone has seen many classic ancient poems. Ancient poems have the characteristics of less strict metrical restrictions. So the question is, what kind of ancient poems are classics? Below are ancient poems praising the Spring Festival that I have carefully compiled. They are for reference only. You are welcome to read them. Ancient poems praising the Spring Festival 1
Keeping the New Year's Eve
Su Shi
There will be no time next year, and worries may be wasted;
Try your best today, young man You can still boast!
Selling Demented Words
Fan Chengda
People don’t sleep in the late hours of New Year’s Eve, and they are tired of the dull and sluggish new year;
The child calls out to walk down the long street, and the cloud is full of dementia and calls for people to sell.
New Year's greetings
Wen Zhengming
I don't ask for a meeting, but for a visit, and the famous papers come to the house.
I also throw in a few pieces of paper with others, the world is too simple but not too empty.
New Year's Composition
Liu Changqing
The New Year is in the heart of my hometown, and the sky is alone with tears.
When you grow old and live among others, you return in spring before you come home.
The mountains and apes are at dusk, and the rivers and willows are surrounded by wind and smoke.
Already like Changsha Fu, a few years from now.
Visiting the flower market during the Spring Festival
Lin Boqu
We met on Main Street to see the flower market, but the arcade looked like a gallery.
Potted plants are arranged in rows, and the grasses and trees are fragrant.
Lights and lights were on all night long, and people were singing.
It is this year that the scenery is beautiful and the colors are red and purple.
Spring Festival 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 cart rolls through the water.
Sweeping away the smoke and dust, hundreds of thousands of people are dressed in beautiful clothes.
The forehead and rostrum are bright and colorful, and the social song is full of gods.
Wearing scarlet clothes and gold belts like buckets, the palace guards are in the front row and the governor behind them.
The black gauze is newly woven with Han Palace flowers, and the young slave kneels into the Tusu wine.
On the lotus plate, there are jade pillars, and the singing boy and hairy girl are both white.
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 is dressed in ghost makeup. It is dressed in white and dances with Guanyin, 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 strip, and throw melon seeds into my sleeve.
A thousand willows break through the green branches.
The wind and frost of heaven and earth are gone, and the weather of heaven and earth is harmonious;
The calendar adds new years, and spring fills the old Mountains and rivers.
The plum blossoms and willows are beautiful, and the pine trees are old;
Tu Su was drunk and laughed happily in the white cloud nest.
Welcome to the Spring Festival·The rhythm turns to Hongjun, and the good spirits are the same.
There is no need to go to the eastern suburbs, spring is in thousands of households.
New Year's Eve party at Zhang Shaofu's house in Lecheng
Meng Haoran
In the past, we had a good family and knew each other for a long time.
The continuation of the Ming Dynasty reminds people to draw candles and stay up late for a long feast.
The old song of plum blossoms is sung, and the new song of Zhengbai wine is passed down.
Guests can enjoy themselves everywhere without seeing each other every year.
Da Yesu Stone Inn
Dai Shulun
Who can ask about the hotel? Han Deng is so friendly.
The night is about to end in a year, and no one has returned from thousands of miles away.
Liao Luo is sad about the past, and laughs at this body.
With a sad face and faded temples, spring will come again tomorrow. Ancient poems praising the Spring Festival 2
Spring in Yulou on the Yuan Dynasty
(Song Dynasty) Mao Pang
One year, all the drops of lotus are drained, and the wine is frozen in the blue well.
The cold weather in the morning is still deceiving, but the willow trees in spring arrive first.
The beautiful woman advises 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.
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 was drunk and laughed happily in the white cloud nest.
From then on, I have no time for scissors for a month, and my boudoir has more needlework before the age of the year.
Jiawu New Year's Day
(Qing Dynasty) Kong Shangren
Xiaoshu, white hair is not full, staying up late at the end of the year Surprised to sleep around the stove.
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, the childlike innocence is there, and watching the peach charms being exchanged makes me happy.
Drums and horns add plum blossoms, and we celebrate the New Year with joy at the fifth watch.
Yuan Day
(Song Dynasty) Wang Anshi
The sound of firecrackers marks the end of the year, and the spring breeze brings warmth to Tusu;
Thousands of families On the twelfth day of the year, the new peaches are always replaced by the old talismans.