Four ancient poems about the Spring Festival
1, Wang Song Anshi Yuan Day:
The roar of firecrackers, the old year has passed; The warm spring breeze ushered in the New Year, and people happily drank the newly brewed Tu Su wine.
The rising sun sheds light on doors of each household, New peachwood charm is put up to replace the old.
Vernacular translation: in the sound of firecrackers, the old year has passed; The warm spring breeze ushered in the New Year, and people happily drank the newly brewed Tu Su wine. The rising sun shines on thousands of families, who are busy taking off the old peach charms and replacing them with new ones.
2. Wen Mingzhi's Happy New Year:
I don't want to meet, but I want to talk about it. The famous papers are all us.
I also throw some paper at people. The world is too simple and empty.
Vernacular translation: I don't want to meet each other, I just want to greet you through worship stickers, so my home is full of precious worship stickers in the morning. I also go with the flow to salute others, and people will only resent simplicity, but not the empty etiquette.
3. Qing Tea Shen Xing's "Fengcheng New Year Speech":
Cleverly cut Silla and paint colorful gold like a moth;
Since then, the scissors have been idle for a month, and there are more sewing in the boudoir before the age of 20.
Vernacular translation: the boudoir skillfully cuts gold foil, tries on new clothes, draws gold and paints gold, and makes a lamp moth to wear on her head. Since then, scissors have been idle for a month, and there are many sewing in the boudoir at the end of the year.
4. Sui Xue Daoheng's Homecoming:
It has been seven days in spring, and I have been away from home for two years.
The day of returning home is behind the bird's return to the earth, but the idea of returning home has existed before the spring flowers bloom.
Beginning of spring has been away from home for two years. The day of going home will fall behind the geese flying north in spring, but the idea of going home exists before the spring flowers bloom.
5. Tang Menghao's Tian Jia Yuan Day:
Bucket handle of the Big Dipper turned to the east last night and got up again this morning.
I am forty years old. Although I have no official position, I am worried about farming.
A farmer working in a field full of mulberry trees is carrying a hoe and working with a shepherd boy.
Tian said that this year's climate is abundant.
Last night, bucket handle of the Big Dipper turned to the east, and this morning, the new year began again. I am forty years old. Although there is no official position, I am still worried about farming. Close to farmers working in fields covered with mulberry trees, carrying hoes and working with shepherds. Farmers speculate on this year's harvest, saying that this year is a bumper harvest year.
Four sentences and two ancient poems about the Spring Festival
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The new year has come, but there are still no fragrant flowers. In February, I was surprised to find that the grass has sprouted new buds. Snow comes in late spring, which means the flowers in the courtyard are flying.
2, "Spring Thoughts" Tang Huangfuran
Ying Ge predicted the New Year, and Ma Yilongdui was a thousand miles away. From our house, from these walls and the Han Garden, the moon brought my heart to the sky of Tatar.
Brocade palindromes tell the long hatred of missing, and flowers bloom upstairs to make fun of my being single. Excuse me, when will your coach, General Liu, draw back the stone tablet?
3, "Chinese New Year" Don Liu Changqing
The arrival of the new year is more homesick, and the independent horizon can't help crying. People who are exiled in old age rush ahead of me in spring.
The monkey came down from the mountain and pestered me. I was tortured like a bodyguard, so when will this day come?
4, "Happy New Year" Wen Mingzhi
I don't want to meet, but I want to talk about it. The famous papers are all us. I also throw some paper at people. The world is too simple and empty.
5, "Fengcheng New Year Speech" tea Shen Xing
Cut Silla skillfully and try it, and paint it with gold as a moth. Since then, the scissors have been idle for a month, and there are more sewing in the boudoir before the age of 20.
6, "Ding Mao Yuan Ri" Qian Qing Qian Yi
A bottle of wine at the age of one pays homage to the court, and young children bring clothes to comfort the screen. I like to eat meat when I wait on my mother, but I prefer to dream about fish in 2008.
The hook curtain wants to pick up the new nest swallow, and the ink stone is also sparse. I went to the neighboring chicken millet bureau, which has nothing to do with me.
Four sentences and three ancient poems about the Spring Festival
1, Yuan Louchun (Song)
Every year, the lotus drops leak, and Bijing Tu Su sinks the frozen wine. Han Xiao is still cheating. She is slim in spring.
Beauty urges a long life, and cypress leaves and green peppers are covered with beautiful sleeves. Deep in my hometown, I don't know each other, but I only stay with Dong Jun.
2, "New Year" Liu Changqing (Tang)
The arrival of the new year is more homesick, and the independent horizon can't help crying. People who are exiled in old age rush ahead of me in spring.
The monkey came down from the mountain and pestered me. I was tortured like a bodyguard, so when will this day come?
3. Cui Tu (Tang), "In addition to the night book in Bashan Road"
The journey is in a dangerous place in the distance, on a rugged road, far from the road. On all sides of the mountains, the snow reflected the cold night, sitting in the candlelight night, I am a stranger here.
Because the farther away from relatives, on the contrary, the closer to employees and servants. It's hard to get through New Year's Eve in the drift, and tomorrow's update is the new year.
4. Dai Shulun (Tang), except sleeping in Shek Kong.
In this lonely hotel, there is only one lonely blind date who comes to offer condolences. Tonight is the last night of the year, and I am wandering thousands of miles away.
Looking back on the past, it is an insignificant thing, sad and sad; Lonely, I only have a wry smile and acid. Sorrow makes my face old and my hair full of white hair. With a sigh, I ushered in a new year.
5. Qin Guan (Song Dynasty), "Ruan Langgui, Storm Break the Cold"
At the beginning of the cold weather in Hunan, the courtyard was empty. Li Wei blew a little sweat, and it was another sunny night.
The dream of my hometown is broken, my soul is lonely, and I was unloaded in an eventful year. There are geese delivering books in Hengyang, but there are no geese in Chenyang.