A seven-character Spring Festival couplets poem

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.

Thousands of families always trade new peaches for old ones.

2. Yuanri (Yulouchun) (Mao Kun)

Every year, the lotus drops leak, and Bijing Tu Su freezes the wine.

Han Xiao is still cheating. She is slim in spring.

Beauty urges a long life, and cypress leaves and green peppers are covered with beautiful sleeves.

Deep in my hometown, I don't know each other, but I only stay with Dong Jun.

3, in addition to the night (Bai Juyi)

My eyes are sick, I don't sleep much, I don't care for my old age, my heart is old and my heart is moving, and spring is suddenly leaking.

When the fire needle lights are on, there will be sixty people with flat heads.

4. Happy New Year (Wen Zhiming)

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.

5, the Spring Festival to see the flower market (Lin)

Sister Mai met to see the flower market, but she leaned against the arcade like a gallery.

Bundle the potted plants into a queue, and the grass plants smell fragrant.

The lights are bright all night, and the songs are fascinating.

It was this year that the scenery was beautiful and colorful.

6. New Year's Day in (hole)

Xiao Shu's white hair is not full of ups and downs, and the old-age stove actually sleeps.

Cut the candles and dry the midnight wine, and spent all the money to buy spring money.

Listen to the childlike innocence of burning firecrackers and see the change of peach blossom characters.

Add a plum blossom to the drum horn to celebrate the New Year in Lian Xiao.

7. New Year's Feeling [Money to Sue]

What happened to the golden gull? This responsibility should be lenient.

Looking at the central plains in a hurry, a column is crazy in Yan' an.

I can't bear to see the scars on the ground, and I am glad to plow and weave on three sides.

Only by hard work can we rejuvenate the country, and history fears the enemy.

8, New Year's Day test pen (choose one) [Chen Xianzhang]

When the clouds in the sky celebrate, the temple struggles for the knowledge of grass.

Next to the wall, there is wine to entertain guests, and young children are singing and enjoying New Year's poems.

When you are old, you will meet a new year, and there will be better flowers in spring.

Where is the evening breeze? When it blows to the moon in the east.

9. Occasionally on New Year's Eve [Huang Jingren]

Time passed slowly, and there were faint bursts of laughter from all directions.

People standing high on the stone bridge seem to be on earth, staring at the sky, but seeing a star like a moon.

10, Fengcheng New Year greetings [Check Shen Xing]

Cleverly cut Silla and paint colorful gold like a moth;

Since then, the scissors have been idle for a month, and there are more sewing in the boudoir before the age of 20.

1 1, Yingchun (Ye Xie)

The dharma turns to sum, and the shoulder rubs the hub to hit the music.

There is no need to face the eastern suburbs, and spring is in thousands of households.

12, Spring Festival Song [Yuan Hongdao]

The east wind warms the river and trees, and the smoke condenses in three lanes and nine lanes.

A white horse is like a dragon breaking through the snow, and a calf rushes through the water to wear incense.

Blow it around and pat off the smoke, showing off the dress100000 people.

Elo dressed up as a colorful winner, and social songs filled the air.

Fei Yi, dressed in gold, is a platoon leader in front and a satrap in the back.

Black veil new wisp of Han palace flowers, green slaves knelt into the wine.

Picking lotus plates to make jade buildings, singing and dancing.

There are 3,000 old songs in Liyuan and 3 new songs in Suzhou/kloc-0.

The masked beard jumps like a tiger, and the narrow shirt is embroidered with trousers and hammers.

The golden python turns into ghost makeup, and Guanyin dances in white.

The viewer is like a mountain and brocade, separating silk from meat.

The fragrant wind blows and laughs all the way, and thousands of miles of red yarn cover the jade.

Purple shirt with lotus root skirt, light makeup on forehead and bun.

Picked up the green stripes and praised my sister, playing around with melon seeds on my sleeve.

In a hurry, strings are numerous, and thousands of willows fold green branches.

13, pregnant except night (Meng Haoran)

The five-watch clock leaks and urges, and the four gases go back.

The residual lamp in the tent went out and the aroma in the stove turned to ashes.

Gradually, I saw the lotus pillow forced by spring and suddenly felt that the bamboo cup was cold.

Every family should not lie down, and only when they miss each other can they have dreams.