Poetry for celebrating the Spring Festival

1. The heart of my hometown is full of joy in the new year, and the sky is lonely. When you grow old, you live among others, and when you return in spring, your guests come first. The mountains and apes are in the same day and dusk, and the rivers and willows are in the wind and smoke. Already like Changsha Fu, a few more years from now. "New Year's Work"

2. The world is empty, and the years are gone; the end is full of storms and rain, and the poverty-stricken side is full of snow and frost. Life is about to end with the years, and the body and the world are forgotten; there is no more to kill Su Meng, and the night is still late. "New Year's Eve"

3. When the snake dances and the dragon retreats in the sky, the spring spirit begins to awaken. The plum blossoms are blooming and the winter has just begun to break, while the cold wind blows and the warmth gradually stabilizes. The cypress smoke is curling up as New Year's Eve approaches, and the streets are noisy and the police are busy guarding the streets. The neighbors have been looking forward to moving to a new house for a long time, and they are full of relatives and friends.

——"New Year Again"