I hope all the poems in the coming year will be good.

1. Ask Yu why he lives in the blue mountains, but smile without answering his heart. Peach blossoms are opening, and it is another world. -Li Bai's question and answer in the mountains

2. Drizzle and oblique wind make Han Xiao, while light smoke makes Liu Meiqing beach sparse. The time to enter Huaihai and Luo Qing is getting longer and longer. Snow foam and milk flowers float in the afternoon, and Artemisia annua shoots try spring vegetables. Human taste is pure happiness. -Su Shi's "Huanxisha, drizzle and oblique wind for Han Xiao"

My middle-aged heart found its way, and I came to live at the foot of this mountain. Interest concentration is often unique to play and have a happy thing to enjoy self-appreciation. Sometimes go to the end of the water to seek the source, or sit and watch the ever-changing clouds rise. Occasionally I met a village elder in the Woods, and I chatted with him until I often forgot to go home. -Wang Wei's "My retreat in Zhongnanshan"

4. I have been drunk all day, and suddenly I heard that I was trying to climb the mountain in spring. I stole a long time because I was chatting with monks in the bamboo yard. -Li Yun's "Helin Temple Monastery"

5. Always remember the sunset in Xiting. I don't know the way back when I am intoxicated. Always had a good time, but lost to the swimming pool deep in Zhu Feng. How to row a boat out, accidentally, but scared a group of Oulu. -Li Qingzhao's "Like a Dream, Always Remember the Sunset in Xiting"

6. Life is rootless and floats like a stranger. Life blowing in the wind, the body has gone through hardships, and it is not what it used to be. When the world is brothers, why do brothers of their own brothers want to date each other? When you meet a pleasure, you should be happy, and you should invite your neighbors to drink. Once the youth is gone, it will never come again, and you will never see the arrival of the next day. It's time for people to encourage themselves when they reach middle age. Time goes by and waits for no one. -Tao Yuanming's Miscellaneous Poems

7. Snow powder flowers, dancing pear flowers, no more four or five smoke villages. Scatter the map intensively and see the crows in the sparse forest. Huang Wei, shaded by Qingjiang River, prefers fishing. -Guan Hanqing's "Dade Song Dongjing"

8. I am lazy to learn to grow melons in Qingmen and only send them to teenagers. Two new swallows are on the shore of spring, and a piece of light seagulls falls on the beach at dusk. The song is ethereal, and the wine is as clear as dew. Everyone asked where to go and laughed and said that the boat was home. -Lu You's Partridge Sky