Poems for New Year's Day

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

1. "Yuan Day" by Wang Anshi: The sound of firecrackers marks the end of the year, the spring breeze brings warmth to Tusu, and thousands of households are celebrating the first day of the new year. Replace the new peach with the old charm.

2. "New Year's Eve" Wen Tianxiang: The world is empty, and the years are passing by. The end of the road is full of storms and rain, and the poor side is full of snow and frost. Life is about to end with the years, and the body and the world are forgotten. No more killing Su Meng, burning the midnight oil is still young.

3. "Qingming" Du Mu: During the Qingming Festival, it rains heavily, and pedestrians on the road feel like losing their souls. When I asked where the restaurant was, the shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village.

4. "Cold Food" Han Hong: Flowers are flying everywhere in the Spring City, and the east wind of Cold Food keeps the willows from slanting. At dusk, candles were passed around the Han Palace, and light smoke dispersed into the house of the Five Marquises.

5. "Dragon Boat Festival" Wenxiu: Who said the origin of the Dragon Boat Festival? The eternal legend is Qu Yuan. It is laughable that the Chu River is so indistinct that it cannot wash away the grievances of the direct ministers.

6. "Dragon Boat Festival" Yin Yao Fan: The youth are more sentimental during the festival, but who knows how emotional they will be when they grow old; Don't follow the custom of moxa symbols, but pray for peace through wine and wine. The hair on the sideburns grows whiter day by day, and the pomegranate brocade illuminates the eyes every year; thousands of years of virtuous and foolish people are the same in the blink of an eye, and a few people are forgotten and few are famous.

7. "Qixi" Quan Deyu: The clouds crossing the Magpie Bridge today should not be narrow and far away. The family actually likes to open their makeup mirrors and thread needles to pray for nine o'clock under the moon.

8. "Lantern Viewing on the Fifteenth Night" by Lu Zhaolin: Jinli Kaifang Banquet, Orchid and Red in the Early Years. The colors are scattered far away from the ground, and the bright light is far away in the sky. The stars are falling when the Han Dynasty is suspected, and the moon is hanging by the building. Don't have a daughter's smile, come and reflect in front of the nine branches.

9. "The Sapphire Case: Yuan Xi" by Xin Qiji: The east wind blows thousands of flowers and trees down at night, and the stars are like rain. BMW carvings filled the road with fragrance, the phoenix whistled, the pot light turned, and fish and dragons danced all night. The moths are like golden strands of snow and willows, and the laughter is full of hidden fragrance. The crowd looked for him thousands of times, but suddenly looking back, he was there, in the dim light of the fire.

10. "Yuan Xiu" Ouyang Xiu: On the Lantern Festival last year, the lights in the flower market were like daylight. When the moon reaches the top of the willow tree, people meet at dusk. On Yuan Ye this year, the moon and lights are still the same. I don't see the person from last year, and my spring shirt sleeves are wet with tears.

11. "Cold Food on the Way" Song Zhi asked: There will be cold food soon, and it is late spring on the way. It's a pity that when I look at Jiangpu, I can't see anyone from Luoqiao. The North Pole is the master of Ming Dynasty, and the South Sea is the minister of exile. In the broken heart of my hometown, wicker branches are new day and night.