A poem about setting off firecrackers in the New Year.

When the moon rises in Ye Ping, clouds will rise in the sky and on earth. I have a bosom friend Song, blocked by the sea of clouds in the south. May the breeze rise and Long song be in sight. So I thought of you, old friend, thousands of fans.

Last year, flowers were everywhere. Today, the snow is on the stage and the wind and rain come back. May this dragon be a gathering, with the green hills facing each other and Gansu looking back, and a plum blossom-scented Spring Festival.

The Spring Festival is coming, Happy Spring Festival!

Every household is very lively,

Put up Spring Festival couplets, set off firecrackers,

Every household is scrambling for bags, jiaozi,

Little brother, little sister,

Put on new clothes and hats.

I wish you all the best,

Happy and healthy every day!