Wang Anshi on Yuan Day
The sound of firecrackers marks the end of the year, and the spring breeze brings warmth to Tusu.
Thousands of households are always replacing old talismans with new ones.
Yuan Day (Jade House Spring) Maopang
In one year, all the drops of lotus flowers drained out, and the frozen wine was buried in the blue well.
The cold weather in the early morning is still deceiving, but the willow trees in spring arrive first.
The beautiful woman urges you to live a long life, and the cypress leaves and pepper flowers bloom on your green sleeves.
In the depths of Zuixiang, we rarely know each other, and we only have old friends with Dongjun.
New Year's greetings to Wen Zhengming
I don't ask for a meeting, but a visit, and the house is filled with famous papers.
I also throw in a few pieces of paper with others. The world is too simple but not too empty.
Tian Jiayuan Day (Tang Dynasty) Meng Haoran
Last night the fight returned to the north, and today I am starting from the east;
I am already strong, but I have no salary and still worry about farmers.
The father plows the fields, and the shepherd boy follows the hoe;
The Tian family is responsible for the climate, and the mother-in-law said that this year will be good.
Meng Haoran, Zhang Shaofu’s Residence in Lecheng, Lecheng (Tang Dynasty)
In the past, we had a good family and knew each other for a long time.
The continuation of the Ming Dynasty reminds people to draw candles and stay up late for a long feast.
The old song of plum blossoms is sung, and the new song of Zhengbai wine is passed down.
Guests can enjoy themselves everywhere without seeing each other every year.
Watching the flower market during the Spring Festival [Lin Boqu]
We met on Main Street to see the flower market, but the arcade looked like a gallery.
The potted plants are arranged in rows, and the grasses and trees are fragrant.
The lights were on all night long, and people were singing.
This is the year when the scenery is beautiful and the colors of red and purple bring out spring.
On New Year's Day, Liu Yazi's heartfelt rhyme [Dong Biwu]
*** celebrates the New Year with laughter, and the ladies of Hongyan give plum blossoms.
Toast glasses of Tusu wine to each other, and spread out the table to taste victory tea.
Only loyalty can serve the country, and there is no paradise for home.
Welcome to the festival with singing and dancing in the capital, and gaze at the splendor of Yan'an from afar.
Feelings for the New Year [Qian Laisu]
Why did Jin Ou die? I should not bear this responsibility but dare to forgive myself.
Looking at the fierce war in the Central Plains from a distance, a column of violent currents is in Yan'an.
The devastation on the ground is unbearable to look at, but there is still joy in farming and weaving on three sides.
Diligence without idleness can rejuvenate the country, and the soldiers and horses are happy and the enemy is afraid.
On the New Year's Day of the Jiawu Period [Kong Shangren]
Xiao Shu's white hair was not full, and he could not sleep by the fire.
Cut the candles to dry up the late-night wine, and spend all your money to buy spring money.
Listening to the burning of firecrackers brings out the childlike innocence, while watching the peach charms change makes me feel happy.
The drums and horns add plum blossoms, and we celebrate the New Year with joy at the fifth watch.
New Year's Day test writing (choose one) [Chen Xianzhang]
When the sky is full of wind and clouds celebrating, the temples and temples are fighting for the legacy.
Next to the wall, people are playing wine to entertain the guests, and young children are singing happy New Year poems together.
As we age, new years come again, and with the coming of spring, there are even more beautiful flowers.
Where is the evening breeze and the flute of the Jianglou is blowing until the moon rises in the east sky.
On New Year's Eve in Guisi, [Huang Jingren] happens by chance
The laughter of thousands of families is delayed, and the worries are hidden from the outside.
It stands quietly on the city bridge and no one knows it. One star is like the moon for a long time.
Fengcheng New Year's Words [Cha Shenxing]
The clever cutting of flags beats Silla, and the color and gold are painted to make moths;
From now on, the scissors will be idle for a month , There was a lot of needlework in the boudoir before the age of 18.
It has been the new year (Ye Yong in the Ming Dynasty)
The wind and frost in the world are gone, and the weather in the universe is harmonious; new years have been added to the calendar, and spring has filled the old mountains and rivers.
The plum blossoms and willows are graceful and beautiful, and the pine trees are very old; the slaughter of Su Cheng is drunk, and the white clouds are full of laughter.
New Year's Work [Liu Changqing]
The New Year is in the heart of my hometown, and the sky is alone with tears. 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 evening, and the rivers and willows are surrounded by wind and smoke. Already like Changsha Fu, a few more years from now.
Welcome the Spring [Ye Xie]
The rhythm turns to Hongjun, the spirit is the same, and the percussion is harmonious.
There is no need to go to the eastern suburbs, spring is in thousands of households.
Spring Festival Song [Yuan Hongdao]
The east wind warms the trees in Loujiang River, and the smoke condenses on the three thoroughfares and nine roads. The white horse flies like a dragon through the snow, and the calf's carriage rolls through the water.
The smoke and dust are blown away, and hundreds of thousands of people are dressed in beautiful clothes. The forehead is bright and colorful, and the social song is full of lights.
Wearing scarlet clothes and gold belts like buckets, he is in the front row of the palace and the eunuch behind him. The black gauze is newly woven with Han palace flowers, and the young slave kneels into the Tusu wine.
On the lotus plate, there are jade pillars, and the singing boy and hairy girl are both white. There are 3,000 pieces of old music in Liyuan and 13 new tunes in Suzhou.
The masked beard dances like a tiger, and the narrow shirt and embroidered trousers beat a big drum. The golden python has a slim body and a ghost makeup, and the Guanyin in white clothes dances with its palms clasped together.
The viewer is like a mountain of brocades belonging to each other, and who can separate the silk and flesh from the chaos. The fragrant wind blows laughter all the way, and the red gauze covers the drunken jade.
Wearing a green lotus blouse with lotus roots and a lotus root, she wore a bun with a light makeup on her forehead. I pick up green strips to praise my sisters, and I pick up melon seeds from my sleeves and throw them at my son.
A thousand willows break through the green branches.
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