Looking forward to it, looking forward to it, at the end of the year, the children are happy, and they can set off fireworks again. In the square, children also seemed to catch a glimpse of the shadow of fireworks.
However, ** issued a decree strictly prohibiting the setting off and sale of firecrackers, and the children could not find fireworks again, which was a big disappointment.
Fireworks, firecrackers, is lively and joyful.
Since you can't see fireworks, look for them in ancient poems. In ancient poems, you will find that some fireworks are lively, and some cause infinite sorrow. Actually, it's not about fireworks, it's about people watching fireworks.
Yuan Ri. Wang Anshi Song Dynasty
In the sound of firecrackers, the spring breeze sends warmth into Tusu.
Thousands of households always replace the new peach with the old one.
In the roar of firecrackers, the old years have dissipated like smoke clouds, and the warm spring breeze blows the joy of new life. Tusu wine is passed in laughter, and the intoxicating sweetness flows in everyone's heart. The sun is rising, and the golden sunlight is shining all over the earth, illuminating thousands of households. People have picked the old peach charm and replaced it with a new one, symbolizing new hope and the beauty of life. At this moment, everything is revived, the earth is full of life, and everything is so beautiful and warm.
Firecrackers. Cao Xueqin, Qing Dynasty
It can make the demons bold, and the body is like a bundle of silk and thunder.
There was a shock, and the prime minister looked back and saw that it had turned to ashes.
As night fell, I heard a voice, a sound that could chill demons. It was like a huge lion, roaring and making everything tremble. Its body is like a bundle of gorgeous silk, soft and majestic, while its breath is like thunder, full of shock and power.
Suddenly, there was a loud and earth-shattering bang that silenced everything around them. People looked back in horror to see that the once majestic existence had now been reduced to a pile of ashes. Although its life is short, its voice and its image are forever engraved in everyone's heart.
What kind of existence is this? It is powerful and mysterious, awe-inspiring and fascinating. It seems that it appeared to break the peace and bring shock to the world. And when it disappears, all that is left is deep nostalgia and endless thoughts.
New Year's Eve. Chen and Yi Song Dynasty
The firecrackers in the city have been retired, and the river has not been settled.
Eventful sideburns change with the season, and the lights are bright to the heart.
At the dawn of the fifth watch, the firecrackers in the city have already burned out, and the aftermath is lingering, and it is gradually drifting away. The north wind is cold, whistling by, and the river is magnificent and surging. At this moment, the excitement and emotion in my heart are like the surging river, which cannot be calmed down for a long time. After the vicissitudes of life, the world is like a dream, and my temples are gradually dyed with autumn frost in the tempering of the years. Whenever this happens, I always think of the bright light, its warm light, illuminating every corner of my heart and giving me endless comfort. 04
Money given to children as a gift during lunar New Year. Wu Manyun Qing Dynasty
100 dollars wear a long color line, and then pillow from the collection.
Discuss the price of firecrackers and flute, and make Jiao'er busy all night.
The colored threads strung together the blessings of the New Year's money and gently distributed them to the children. They laughed and couldn't wait to put away the gift. Discussing the purchase of toys such as firecrackers and flutes, the New Year's money seems to have become a busy baton in their hands, attracting the children to stay awake all night. 
Smell firecrackers. Yu Yu Song Dynasty
Accustomed to poetry and wine to make time, the autumn moon and spring flowers are accompanied by drunken singing.
I didn't feel that the years were in the twilight, and a firecracker suddenly frightened.
In the hustle and bustle of life, I often squander my time with poetry and wine, and it seems that only in the company of autumn moon and spring flowers can I indulge in chanting. Day after day, year after year, I gradually immersed myself in these long years, feeling the tranquility of the years. But now looking back, I am shocked to find that time flies. The sound of firecrackers seemed to be a reminder of time to me, and I suddenly realized that I was standing in the twilight of my life. 06
Chinese New Year's Eve. Yu Qian Ming Dynasty
Tonight is Chinese New Year's Eve, and tomorrow is New Year.
Firecrackers frighten dreams, and cold stirrups sleep alone.
The wind and frost are exhausted, and the plum willow has spring first.
The scenery is infinite, and it can not be stunned.
Tonight, it is Chinese New Year's Eve, and the new year is about to begin. The sound of firecrackers woke me up from my sleep like a nightmare, and only the cold lamp accompanied me to sleep. The cold wind and frost are eagerly urging the departure of the wax moon, and the plum blossoms and willow trees can't wait to reveal the message of spring. Looking at these vivid scenes, my heart swelled like a tide, and how could I not feel melancholy and loss. 
Yihai years old except for Yuliang Village.
Huang Gongdu Song Dynasty
Over the years, I seem to feel that the road is familiar, and I am getting old and empty.
The dream of the hometown is broken with the sound of firecrackers, and the remnant lights are sad for the night to be new.
Yunrong Mountain intends to discuss snow, and willow-eyed peach cheeks appreciate spring.
Thinking about the children at home, the hearth is relative to pedestrians.
In the long river of years, I have traveled in the official career, but now I deeply feel that old age is approaching, and time flies. On the night of Chinese New Year's Eve, the sound of firecrackers disturbed my dream of returning home and made me haunt me in the long night. In front of me, thick clouds shrouded the distant mountains, and the smell of winter snow became more and more intense. However, in my heart, I felt as if I saw the newborn willow leaves and budding peach blossoms, full of spring. Imagining the children of the family around the hearth, discussing the return date of my father, the warmth and anticipation filled my heart with endless warmth. 08
Partridge day Ding Si Chinese New Year's Eve.
Zhao Shixia Song Dynasty
The sound of firecrackers is in the middle of the year and again. Suddenly return to the Huanhuan area. In spring, the green Jiangnan tree is not dyed with white beard in the world.
Broken candles, old peach charms. Rather drink Tu Su at the end of his resignation. Fortunately, there is a garden victory, and the first flowers can be entertained.
In the sound of firecrackers, the time of the year flies like a white horse. The breath of spring is gently blowing, and the warmth is coming as promised, permeating the heavens and the earth. The spring breeze is light, and the greenery gradually dyes the trees in the south of the Yangtze River, just like the painter's wonderful brush, dyeing the earth into vibrant colors. However, the magic of the spring breeze could not dye my white beard green. The candles at home are still the same, and the peach charms of the old days are still the same, as if everything is still in the long river of time. Everyone gathered together, and Tu Su wine rippled in the cup. I would like to be the one who quietly appreciates, and I don't want to be the last person to drink Tusu wine, so that the wine glass can carry the precipitation of the years. Now, when I resign and return home, I have the beautiful scenery of this garden as my company. Thousands of purple and red flowers bloom on the branches, and they bloom one after another, as if telling the story of the four seasons. I wait for the flowers to bloom and let the beauty of nature accompany me through every spring, summer, autumn and winter.
The end of the month is approaching, and a homesick poem is written to the meaning of the wanderer.
8 poems chanting pines and cypresses, classic and inspirational, unforgettable.
Please watch the fireworks