1. "Shou Sui" Tang Dynasty: Li Shimin
The dusk scene in Xiefang Hall, the palace is gorgeous in years.
The cold leaves the winter snow, and the warmth brings the spring breeze.
The order is fragrant and the flowers are red.
***Happy New Year and farewell to the old year.
Interpretation:
The sunset in the evening slants on the gorgeous palace, and the years make the palace more beautiful.
It is getting colder at the end of the year, the winter snow melts, and the warm spring breeze seems to be blowing into the warm palace.
The huge red candle was lit, and it looked like clusters of flowers from a distance.
The monarch and his ministers feasted and drank, spent the night happily, welcomed the new year and bid farewell to the old year, singing and dancing all night long.
2. "Shou Sui" Song Dynasty: Su Shi
If you want to know that the old age is over, it is like going to the snake. Half of the scales are gone, no one can cover them.
I want to tie it to the end, but I know what I can do despite my diligence. The children were forced not to sleep, but stayed together all night and had a good time.
Don’t sing the rooster in the morning, even more drums are afraid of Tim Lao. After sitting for a long time, the lights dimmed and I watched the Beidou tilt.
There will be no time next year, and I may be wasting my worries. If you work hard today, you can still be proud of the young man.
Interpretation:
You must know that the age when you are about to say goodbye is like a long snake swimming into a deep ravine.
Half of the long scales are gone, who can stop the thought of leaving!
Not to mention trying to tie its tail end, even though I am diligent and know that there is no way.
The children struggled hard without sleeping and stayed together laughing and making noise at night.
Morning rooster, please don’t crow, the drums urging you are frightening.
I sat there for a long time and the lanterns were falling. I stood up and saw that the Big Dipper had tilted sideways.
Will there be no New Year’s Eve next year? I'm just afraid that my worries will go wrong again.
Trying to cherish this night, young people can still boast of their spirit.
3. "Huanxisha·Gengshen New Year's Eve" Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde
The leisurely heart is cold and the place is thick, and the dance skirt still recalls the red twigs. Whose family is burning candles to wait for the spring breeze?
The bamboo-leaf bottle flips over to pick swallows, and the nine-branched lantern trembles with golden insects. The romantic relationship relies on God.
Interpretation:
On the cold New Year's Eve, put away the strong thoughts in your heart and look at the red dress of the Zhezhi dancer in front of you. Is it still as gorgeous as in previous years? I remember that my family used to carve traces on candles on New Year’s Eve to wait for the arrival of the New Year.
The bamboo leaf wine has been drunk, and everyone wears swallows made of colorful silk on their heads to celebrate the arrival of the New Year. The candles have been extinguished, and the remaining lights are like golden worms trembling slightly. Such a romantic and happy life depends entirely on the protection of God.
4. "High Balcony·New Year's Eve" Song Dynasty: Han Huang
Listening to the silver lot frequently, rekindling the crimson wax, the years are thrilling. Bidding farewell to the old and welcoming the new can kill a few moments of time. When I get older, I am used to drinking all night long, but when I can't sleep, I am still afraid of the cold. Cover Qingzun. Thank you plum blossoms for singing with me.
The girl next door has already tried on her spring makeup. Her waist is green and her buttocks are golden. To seduce the east wind, I also know that it is hard to control the sweet thoughts. My beautiful face will be good every year, show off your beauty and win today. Come as you please. The snowy pavilion and late garden.
Interpretation:
I frequently listened to the sound of more leaks, and lit the red candles again, filling the room with light. The years are rolling like running water, which makes me sad and frightened. Bidding farewell to the old year and welcoming the new year, we can still use a few moments, and the new year is coming gracefully. How can I get used to drinking all night long when I am old and frail? I want to stay awake all night, but I am afraid that the cold will hit my clothes. I gently put down the wine bottle and thanked the first blooming plum blossoms for accompanying me to sing quietly alone.
The girl next door has tried to put on spring clothes, and her beautiful temples are decorated with new jewelry. The wasp-waisted jadeite is crystal clear and moist, and the swallow-shaped hairpin is inlaid with gold. The gentle spring breeze arouses people's spring feelings and makes people uncontrollably affectionate. How can beauty be beautiful every year? You should have fun and take advantage of the good time now to look up and down, admire the jade-colored towers where the snow is still lingering, and visit the beautiful gardens reflected in the setting sun.
5. "Wish Yingtai is approaching, the beginning of spring on New Year's Eve" Song Dynasty: Wu Wenying
The scarf is red, the green is cut, and the flower letter is on the hairpin. The east wind is blowing with the sun, but it won't let the years go by. Someone adds a candle to the west window, sleepless dawn invades, laughter comes, and New Year's warblers sing. ?
Old respect for you. Yuxian once broke yellow tangerine, and its soft fragrance is quiet and elemental. By the lakeside of Guimeng, I am still fascinated by the road in the middle of the mirror. Poor Qiandian Wushuang, endless sales in the cold, and opposite, the plum blossoms are falling like rain.
Interpretation:
Cut a red flower to convey the meaning of spring. Exquisite flowers and leaves, with a warm feeling of spring, are placed on the beauty's head. The setting sun slowly sets, as if it is leaving its last moments. Someone added new oil under the window and lit the lights to keep the New Year's Eve up. People stayed up all night, welcoming the New Year with laughter and joy. Recalling the old New Year's Eve banquet, the beautiful Bai Jiu's delicate hands cut the oranges into pieces herself.
The gentle fragrance is still in my heart. I longed to return to the lake in my dream. The lake was like a mirror, which made people linger, but I lost my way and didn't know where I was. Poor Wu's white frost-dyed hair is like stars, as if the spring breeze cannot melt the frost, not to mention the patches of hair falling like rain and snow against the fallen plum blossoms.