Modern Chinese New Year Poetry (I)
The morning of the Spring Festival
Author: Gu Guyou
dawn
The earth is asleep.
The jujube tree with iron branches fell asleep.
Winter wheat curled up under thick snow.
Father can't sleep.
Even on the morning of the Spring Festival.
Father took up his basket and set off as usual.
Mother wrapped jiaozi by the warm fire.
Father braved the cold to see his crops.
The branches of jujube trees have been pruned.
The rocks are also neatly arranged.
The wheat was filled with water before freezing.
Father only cares about his land and crops.
Quietly smoking a bag of dry cigarettes on the ridge.
Talk to them sincerely.
Father took Chaoyang home.
Father's back is straight and his eyes are bright.
We know from our father's smiling face
See the golden wheat fields
Jujube gougoucha
Jiaozi is in the pot.
Mother was very happy and the flame was bright.
Rolling jiaozi is the happiest crop today.
The second part of modern Spring Festival poems
the Spring Festival; Chinese New Year
Author: Xia Qiufeng
This is a Spring Festival.
People dressed her in holiday clothes.
And set off countless salutes.
However, TV hosts are powerful.
Spring will never come!
Really. His voice just fell.
The sky is full of snow.
I'm going home. That's all.
Cold iron wall
It seems to be the winter of the whole Great Wall.
Have a memory of negative 10 degrees.
However, the time is clearly announced.
It's spring.
And write it into history aboveboard.
Historical events and weather changes
Can I control it?
Some things are always bothering others.
They hold hands with each other, just as night holds day.
Once upon a time, I thought that distance was coming to your heart.
Now I know.
This is the length to reach spring.
Facts tell me that although winter is stubborn.
But God still divides the seasons clearly.
Whose belongs to whom.
No one can take away anyone.
So, you can celebrate.
Although winter still lingers in your yard.
Modern Spring Festival Poetry (3)
Lotto Spring Festival
Author: Zigui
Smoke in the kitchen during the Spring Festival
Laugh at the cold in December
The urchin's firecrackers
Blow thin ice into powder.
A luxury car parked on the dam.
lunch break
Lanterns hanging on the eaves
Smarter than who.
The hall is full of joy for a year.
The dining table was crowded with prosperous times.
Laughter shook the tiles of the house.
Wine moistens a happy face.
Bitterness is sweet or sweet,
Tired and happy.
Money, no matter how much.
It is most comfortable to have fun in your heart.
Every day has today.
Celebrate the New Year every day.
Ha ha! !
The Spring Festival is really hot.
I don't feel cold at all.
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