Four ancient poems about the Spring Festival

The first day of the lunar month

Wang Anshi [Song Dynasty]

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.

Pay new year's call

Wen Zhiming [Ming Dynasty]

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.

Lu you

Lu You [Song]

On the fourth day, the north wind brought a heavy snow; The snow that God has given us comes on New Year's Eve, which indicates a bumper harvest in the coming year.

Before the glass half full of wine could be lifted to celebrate, I was still writing Fu Tao in cursive script under the lamp.

Work at night

Gao Shi [Tang Dynasty]

The cold light in the hotel stayed alone and didn't sleep, and the guest turned sad.

My hometown is thinking thousands of miles tonight, and it is another year of the Ming Dynasty.

Except that it is too cold at night.

Yu Qian [Ming Dynasty]

Send a message to the world, travel light.

The spring breeze is not far away, just to the east of the house.