The cold light of the hotel stays awake alone, why does the guest's heart become sad?
My hometown is thinking thousands of miles tonight, and it is another year of the Ming Dynasty.
On New Year's Day, Kong.
Xiao Shu's white hair is not full of ups and downs, and the old-age stove actually sleeps. Cut the candle and dry the midnight snack wine, and spend all the spring money.
Listen to the childlike innocence of burning firecrackers and see the change of peach blossom characters. Add a plum blossom to the drum horn to celebrate the New Year in Lian Xiao.
Spring Festival Ye Xie
The dharma turns to sum, and the shoulder rubs the hub to hit the music.
There is no need to welcome guests in the eastern suburbs, and spring scenery is in thousands of households.
Wang Anshi and Yuan Ri
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.
"Happy New Year" Wen Zhiming
I don't want to see you, but I want to talk about it. We are all over the famous newspapers.
I also throw some paper at people. The world is too simple and empty.