Poetry about my own changes in a year

Poems about one year's changes

1. Qingqiu is a new year again, and the eyes are full of red maples and white apples.

2. When you grow old, happiness in the world is rare, but spring comes back easily in one year.

3. It’s another year of farewell, and I send a message to the Immortal Hu Suolang.

4. It’s been another year since I arrived in Hongdu, and it has been passed down to this day by my ancestors.

5. I miss my hometown tonight, and worry about tomorrow for another year.

6. It’s been more than a year since we were separated thousands of miles apart.

7. Another year of peonies has come and gone, and the spring weather has not been sunny for three days.

8. It’s another year of work, and the mountain monk wins the smile.

9. Since ancient times, everyone has been looking forward to it, year after year.

10. The scenery passes by easily, and it is another spring break.

11. Another year of spring is coming to an end, and the sticks and quinoas are taking advantage of the excitement to find themselves in seclusion.

12. It’s the time of harvest again, so there’s no need for the meandering water to be flooded with gold.

13. The thrush blooms late in the small sill, and spring returns in a blink of an eye.

14. The king of the country will be empty for a thousand calamities, and the peach and plum spring breeze will come again for another year.

15. The law returns to spring and everything begins to renew.

16. Spring has come to an end again, leaning against the slanting light with my stick.

17. It’s another year in Shuzhou, and I’m afraid that seeing the new calendar will stir up my nostalgia.

18. The passing of time is still a reminder. Another year of birth comes.

19. It’s time to go back to the poor season, the flowers have fallen and the apes have cried for another year.

20. The copper pot fails to announce that the sky is about to dawn, and the melancholy good season is another year.

21. After the begonias bloom, the rain continues, and the Qingming Festival is another year of cold food.

22. It’s spring again, reeling silk, pounding wheat and smiling at each other.

23. Who pities the grass on the tomb, which dries up again and again?

24. After being a guest for another year, how can the media get Qin.

25. The sparse branches are half used to look through the window. It’s early spring again.

26. The city bridge has a new willow color, another year has passed.

27. But I look back at the flowers with poems, and it’s another spring when I look back.

28. It’s another new year, three hundred and sixty degrees.

29. Another year is about to pass, and my temples are no longer silky.

30. Don’t wait until dawn to look diligently, but once you fall into the western rock, another year will pass.

31. Feeling ashamed of Zang Boyu, another year has passed.

32. Don’t laugh drunkenly in front of the flowers and fall into a turban, letting the old man watch another spring.

33. The remaining people shed tears in the dust and look south to the king's division for another year.