Poems about Chinese New Year
Cut candles to dry night snack wine, and spend all your money to buy spring money
Add new years through the calendar. Spring is full of old mountains and rivers.
Guests are happy everywhere, and there is no need to welcome them to the eastern suburbs every year. Spring is among thousands of families.
*** Celebrate the New Year with laughter, and Hongyan ladies give plum blossoms.
a sick eye with little sleep is not a way to keep old age, but an old heart with many feelings is approaching spring.
Han Xiao is still deceiving others. She went to Liu
who, growing old and still in harness in a slim state in spring, is left here by the homing spring
added a plum blossom with a drum horn, and even laughed and worshipped the New Year
The whole year will be over, but Wan Li has not returned home.
January Day by Wang Anshi in the Song Dynasty
In the sound of firecrackers, the spring breeze sends warmth into Tu Su.
thousands of households? Day, always change the new peach for the old one.
Dai Shulun's
Except for Sleeping at the Stone Post
Who asked about the hotel, the cold lamp was alone and amiable.
It will be the end of the year, and Wan Li has not returned home.
I am sad about the past and laugh at myself.
worry about your face and decline your temples, and tomorrow will be spring again.