Poems celebrating New Year's Day

The poems celebrating New Year's Day are as follows:

Over the years, I seem to feel familiar with the road and get old more frequently. A shot explodes a dream, and the residual lamp always worries about the new night. Yun Rongshan is interested in talking about snow, and Liu Yantao enjoys spring. I want to stay at home, my little children, the stove is opposite to pedestrians.

Firecrackers are still early at night, to accompany my mother on New Year's Eve. I can't think of where to wear clothes and sigh that life is long. The next door is green and bright, and the rain falls on the eaves at night. I dreamed of going home for no reason, and the children set off firecrackers outside the door. Bucket handle of the Big Dipper turned to the east last night and got up again this morning. I am forty years old. Although I have no official position, I am worried about farming. A farmer working in a field full of mulberry trees is carrying a hoe and working with a shepherd boy. Tian said that this year's climate is abundant.

When I was a child, I looked forward to the Spring Festival and remembered my parents' lucky money. Fuman's children and grandchildren are lucky and can't sleep on New Year's Eve. Singing folk songs all the way home, laughing like the sunset. The old locust tree is still in the corner, covered with window grilles. Enjoy bacon and fragrant tea, and let your heart wander. Middle-aged people are in the yard, looking at lanterns and drunk dolls. The wind is light and the clouds are light, and the wife kneels before the bed. Neighbors don't know what I'm busy with, and say they take time off to learn to pay New Year's greetings.

In the Yuan Dynasty (Northern Song Dynasty), Wang Anshi's one-year-old firecrackers sounded, and the spring breeze sent warmth to Tu Su. The rising sun sheds light on doors of each household, New peachwood charm is put up to replace the old. Tian Jia's New Year's Day-(Tang) Meng Haoran fought in the north last night and started in the east today; I am forty years old. Although I have no official position, I am worried about farming. Mulberry field cultivates father, lotus hoe follows shepherd boy; Tian said that this year's climate is abundant.