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.
Happy new year? Wen Zhiming in 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.
New Year's Eve? Yuan Kai in Ming Dynasty
What to do at night? Speaking of hometown in a foreign country, look at other people's children. The way of hospitality is old, and the strategist does not rest. The mountains are hazy, and a glass of pine and cypress wine. Invincible tears thousands of lines.
Tomb-Sweeping Day's Poems
Yan Shu in Song Dynasty
Swallow came to the news agency, after the Qingming Festival in pear flower falls. At three or four o'clock on the pond, there are one or two orioles at the bottom of the leaves. The days are long and the catkins are light, and you laugh at the oriental female companion. Picking mulberry trails to please everyone, I suspect I had a good dream last night. Today, Yuan won by fighting grass, and there was laughter on both sides.