It is the New Year in the first month, and every family is happy to be reunited.
The ancients also welcomed the New Year, visited relatives and friends, enjoyed flowers and scenery, drummed music, poems and wine, and sang and danced at the lantern festival.
I have compiled a few ancient poems to share with you and congratulate you on the New Year.
1."New Year's Month" Zhou Anonymous.
The first month is full of frost, and my heart is sad.
The people's rumors are also the generals.
I miss me alone, and I worry about Jingjing.
Mourn me carefully, worry and itch.
2."Yongzao Plum Yangzhou Facao Plum Blossoms".
He Xun of the Northern and Southern Dynasties.
The rabbit garden is marked by the order, and it is the plum when it is shocked.
When the frost is on the road, the snow is ready to open in the cold.
The branches are horizontal but the moon is viewed, and the flowers surround the Lingfeng platform.
Crying towards the long door, standing in the Qiong cup at night.
It should be known that it falls early, so it is spring.
3."The Seventh Day of the First Month of Beijing Begins Spring" Tang Luoyin.
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, ten thousand trees sprout today.
The geese fly in the distant sky, and the fish swim near the water.
4."New Year's Works".Don Liu Changqing.
The new year of nostalgia is cut, and the sky is alone.
The old is under the people, and the spring returns to the guest first.
The mountain ape is the same as the twilight, and the river and willow are in the wind and smoke.
It has been like Changsha Fu, and it has been a few years since then.
5."The Fifteenth Night Light of the First Lunar Month" by Tang Zhanghu.
Thousands of doors are unlocked and thousands of lights are bright, and the emperor moves in the middle of the first month.
Three hundred people danced with their sleeves, and for a while there was a sound of words in the sky.
6."Shengchazi Yuan Xi" Song Dynasty Ouyang Xiu.
On New Year's Eve last year, the flower market was lit up like day.
The willow tops on the moon, people about after dusk.
On New Year's Eve this year, the moon and lights are still the same.
I didn't see last year's people, and my tears wet the sleeves of my spring shirt.
7."Night Boat - The Eighteenth Day of the First Lunar Month: I Feel the Smell of Selling Apricot Blossoms".
Song Shi Dazu.
Don't cut the spring shirt and be sad.
Over the lights, a little cold.
The light rain is empty, no one is in the deep alley, and the apricot blossoms are sold first.
The white-haired Pan Lang is wide and Shen belted.
I'm afraid to look at the mountains and remember his eyebrows.
The grass-colored skirt, the smoke and the sideburns, often remember the hometown to pick vegetables.
8."The Third Day of the First Lunar Month" Song Han Chung
The New Year's joy is shared with the monks, and the paper curtain is under the twilight lamp.
The live fire is slow and the sencha is gradually ripe, and the charcoal is added when calling for children.
9."On the twentieth day of the first month, I went out to the suburbs with Pan Guo Ersheng to find spring, and I remembered that last year was the same day as the queen city to compose poems and pre-rhymes".
Song Su Shi. Dongfeng refused to enter the east gate, and went to the village of the year.
People are like autumn and there is a letter, and things are like spring dreams without a trace.
Jiangcheng liquor three glasses of drunk, the wild old man smiled warmly.
It has been agreed that this will be held every year, so people do not need to summon spirits.
10."Partridge Day: Watching the Lights on the 11th Day of the First Lunar Month".
Song Jiang Kui. When the scenery of the alley is indulged. The veil neighed before the horse came out.
The white-headed layman has no hall, only a little girl on the shoulder.
The city is full of flowers, and the moon invades clothes. Juvenile love is always sad.
The spring on the Shahe pond is cold and shallow, and the tourists are slowly returning.
11."Drunk and Down, Zhang Yuan Appreciates Begonia on the Twentieth Day of the First Month" Song Guanjian.
Spring is indifferent. The east wind is evil at the bottom of the begonia flower.
Human affection is not as thin as spring.
Keep the flower branches, and do not let the flowers fall apart.
Green Zun carefully for spring drinking. Wake up helpless and sad as yesterday.
Be courteous and make an appointment with the east wind.
Don't blow flowers, how to blow sorrow.
12."Welcoming Spring" Qing Ye Xie.
The rhythm is the same, and the shoulder rubbing hub is harmonious.
There is no need to go to the eastern suburbs, spring is in thousands of households.
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