What kept the poet awake on New Year's Eve?

Cricket "The Book of Songs Tang Style"

Cricket is in the hall, very old. I am not happy today, but the sun and the moon will disappear.

If you are not healthy, you will think of your home. There is no shortage of happiness, and a good reader is crooked.

Cricket died at the age of five. I'm not happy today. The sun and the moon have come.

If you are not healthy, you will think outside of work. Happiness is not lacking, and good people wander.

Crickets are in the hall and the service car is resting. Today is not happy, the sun and the moon compete for glory.

If you are not healthy, you will consider your worries. There is no shortage of happiness, and good people are rewarded.

* * * My wife stayed up all night, Qian Jun, South Xu Liang.

Don't stop drinking when you are not affectionate. Peaches in wine, bayberry in zongzi.

Open the curtains and put them in the account. When the candle burns to ashes, don't doubt that the sideburns are heavy, because of Guang Xiao's urging.

Shousuitang Li Shimin

The setting sun shines obliquely on the splendid palace of Jinbi, and the years make the palace more beautiful. At the end of the year, winter snow and winter snow melt, and it seems that a warm spring breeze blows in the warm palace.

Huge red candles are lit and look like a bunch of flowers. It celebrated the New Year and ushered in a night.

In addition to the night, there is Tang Huai du Shen Yan.

Therefore, festivals should be sung and candles should be welcomed in the New Year. The atmosphere in winter loves arrows, and spring is waiting for chickens to crow.

Smell the lid of the pot and you will see a fight in the dark. It will also be a trillion years old, Jiucheng.

Except for the awe-inspiring Tang Meng that night.

The journey is in a dangerous place in the distance, on a rugged road, far from the road. On all sides of the mountains, the snow reflected the cold night, sitting in the candlelight night, I am a stranger here.

Separated from my relatives and turned to slaves. It is drifting, and it will be a new year.

In addition to the Night Music City, every Shaofu has the integrity of Tang Meng.

The sea of clouds is widely distributed in Fujian, and it is on the tidal island. I don't know how to meet my relatives in my hometown except at night.

I am a passenger, and you are a lost passer-by. I have recovered several times in my life and have been away for more than ten years.

In addition to the night, there is Tang Huai 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.

Besides that night, Tang also gave a letter.

This year will be over tonight, and we will urge it tomorrow next year. The cold goes with the night, and spring comes one by one.

Colors change in the air and faces return in the dark. People don't know the scenery, but they are already in the backyard.

Tang Gaoshi in the night shift.

The cold light in the hotel stayed alone and didn't sleep, and the guest turned sad.

Tonight, my hometown is full of thoughts, and the Ming Dynasty is worried for another year.

At the foot of Beibao Mountain lies Tangwang Bay.

Under the blue mountain, my boat and I meandered along the green water. Until the river bank widens at low tide, and no wind blows my lonely sail.

... night gives way to the ocean of the sun, and the old year melts in freshness. I can finally send my messenger, the wild goose, back to Luoyang.

Besides the night, there are two songs about He.

Failure is failure, lonely night. The old country is thousands of miles away, and the Chinese New Year is more frequent.

The north is still cold, and the east wind is coming. Who is good at being safe, the morning bell is full of flowers and fire.

Cherish this night, wander this night. Don't say goodbye when the candles run out, the cock crows old and new.

The hustle and bustle is far away, and the wine welcomes spring. Who will be the last to win the cup tomorrow?

Except for Lu Tong in the night hall.

Failure is failure, lonely night. The old country is thousands of miles away, and the Chinese New Year is more frequent.

The cold is still near the north, and the wind is gradually blowing to the east. Just look at Chang' an stranger, and the morning bell burns.

Cherish this night, wander this night. Don't say goodbye when the candles run out, the cock crows old and new.

Nuo goes to the sick, and the wine has ushered in the spring. Who will be the last to win the cup tomorrow?

Qinzhou Shousui Zhang Tang said

So the new year is over tonight, and the new year will come tomorrow. Carefully follow the handle of the bucket and look forward to the spring in the northeast.

Except Tang Yuanzhen at night.

Recalling the past year, except that night, I saw you in front of the candle. In tonight's message, the New Year is overlapping.

Crying quietly at leisure, sleeping in an empty hall. Sad children, start a fire.

Except Bai Juyi in the night Tang Dynasty.

There are many thoughts at the end of the year, and the end of the world has not returned. Old people are new, but illness reduces old glory.

Hometown is still a souvenir, and fame and fortune have been lost. In the forty-nine years of the Ming dynasty, it is necessary to turn over the past.

Tang Bai Juyi sent a message at night.

The hair on the temple is not white, so I can't do anything.

* * * I resigned when I was in my prime, and I stayed in Jiangnan.

I remember the rocks in my mountain spring, but I am familiar with the wind and rain on earth.

The old school will retire first in Hejun and add three schools next year.

Except in the evening, I sent my sister-in-law Tang Baijuyi.

If you have feelings, you miss your sister-in-law. If you have life, you worry. Wan Li, after many years, was lonely all night.

The sick face is not an old face, so I forced a new face after thinking about it. We will meet again sooner or later, and we will grow up separately.

Tang Bai Juyi, a guest staying at Liujiazhuang.

There is no wine in the old age, and the homesickness is full of tears. It is better to be poor at home than to suffer at home.

Fear of the old and the festival, and fear of the spring. Tonight's hometown, I should remember that I haven't come home yet.

In addition to staying overnight, Bai Juyi of Tang Mingzhou

I live in Kansai and travel in Hebei. During the depression, I stayed in Zhangzhou except at night.

Except Bai Juyi in the night Tang Dynasty.

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.

Except Bai Juyi in the night Tang Dynasty.

Sit at night and sleep at midnight. I will come to see you on Sunday as soon as I go to the country.

When you get old, you will get old. Spring will throw you into Kitano. Xunyang will come sooner or later, and tomorrow will be three years.

Don Bai Juyi is three years old.

Fire clears wine. Sneer at childish play, that was a long time ago.

Before writing a book in class, young and old combine. I'm the boss, the second.

The seventieth issue is approaching, and the heart of ten thousand reasons has been forgotten. Not only joy, but also sadness.

Su Ping should be a layman, and Tsing Yi should serve Meng Guang. Husband and wife always face each other and sit on a rope bed.

Except at night, Tang Laihu.

It's a matter of unity being empty, and Wan Li is lovesick overnight.

Worried that the crow dies, you will see the spring breeze again.

Li Shangyin of Sui Palace Shousui Hall

It is reported that Moody's eastern suburb is back, and there are new plums in the palace.

Aquilaria sinensis is fried for the court, and jade liquid Qiong Su is the longevity cup.

Looking at the moon in the distance, I suspect it's the moon. I hear drums and it's going to thunder.

The first city guest in Zhaoyang won't come unless he steps on the golden lotus.

Song Mei Yao Chen on New Year's Eve.

Don't be afraid of the cold, spring should come early. The wind opens the jade plum and draws the gold furnace grass.

Young teeth are like adults, and old heads are older. Time is a reminder day and night, not as good as a mirror.

Shou Sui Su Songshi

It will be gone next year, and my worries will be in vain. Try to do it tonight, and the teenager can still boast.

Fan Song Chengda sells dementia words.

On New Year's Eve, people don't sleep, tired of being depressed and forcing the New Year.

Children are told to take the long street, and clouds are called to sell if they have dementia.

In addition to the snow at night, Song

On the fourth day, the north wind brought a heavy snow; The snow that God has given us comes on New Year's Eve, which indicates a bumper harvest in the coming year.

Before the glass half full of wine could be lifted to celebrate, I was still writing Fu Tao in cursive script under the lamp.

Except for the night song from Shihu to Tiaoxi.

Fine grass wears gauze and snow disappears, and the palace is cold.

No one saw plum blossoms and bamboos, and they blew incense across the stone bridge overnight.

Except Wen Song and Tian Xiang at night.

Dry kunkong, the years continue. The end of the road is stormy, and the poor side is full of ice and snow.

Life fades with the years, and the body is forgotten. There is no such thing as killing Su Meng. It's still early at night.

Wenming Zhiming on New Year's Eve

When people are busy on New Year's Eve, I choose old poems by myself.

Xiao Mo scholars are so pedantic that a year's work is a literary word.

New year's eve is easy

The candle shadow shakes the red flame, which is still bright, and the cold friend accumulates Qiong Ying.

When I get dressed in the cold, I want to hear the first cock crow.

On New Year's Eve, I became Huang Qing Ren Jing.

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.