A blessing poem on the first day of the lunar new year.

The blessing poem on the first day of the new year is as follows:

1, yuan day

Wang Anshi Song

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.

The rising sun sheds light on doors of each household, New peachwood charm is put up to replace the old.

This is a seven-character quatrain, firecrackers say goodbye to the old and welcome the new. Spring has come, people are facing the warm spring breeze and drinking young Tu Su wine. The rising sun shines brilliantly on the earth and will usher in infinite light.

In order to get rid of the old cloth, people tore off the symbol of peaches and put on new ones. This poem expresses the poet Wang Anshi's ambition to innovate the political power and enrich the people by describing the renewal of Vientiane in the New Year.

2. Tianjiayuan Day

Meng Haoran decoction

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.

This is a five-character poem. The stars have changed, so have the sun and the moon. New Year's Eve is still a cold winter. When we get together on New Year's Day, we can feel the breath of spring. The poet Meng Haoran has entered the age of no doubt. Although he has never been an official, he is extremely concerned about farmers. This may be the reason why he lives in seclusion!

During the day, he plowed with farmers, and at night, he returned to the village with the shepherd boy. Work side by side with them and have a good rest. Farmers here, after observing the weather on the first day of New Year's Day, think that this year is a bumper harvest year, so they should plow their fields in the spring after the New Year, and don't miss the farming season, so that Qiu Lai can have a good harvest.

At the same time, Meng Haoran, a poet, also expected to take the exam in Chang 'an in 1920 and become the top scholar.

3. 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.

When the Spring Festival comes, friends and relatives always greet each other with famous cards instead of asking for greetings. Therefore, the poet Wen Zhiming's home was plastered with all kinds of precious worship stickers early in the morning. So he followed the times and sent famous cards to friends and relatives. The world thinks it's simple, convenient and easy to operate, but they forget that it's just empty etiquette.

Reminds me that many people now pay New Year greetings via SMS or WeChat. Many greetings are copied, and I don't know how many times they have been forwarded.

4, partridge, boxer, except age

Zhu xiaocang

Like water, clear and respectful, seniors are easy to get old.

Wine and sausage are like halberds, but first frost is miserable.

Sitting behind the pillow, rolling up a book, it's not too embarrassing to crow.

Candles are red all over the world, and green mountains and green dreams are everywhere.

Due to Eight-Nation Alliance's invasion of China, Zang, a poet on New Year's Eve, was trapped in Wang Jiazhong, unable to go home. He picked up his glass alone, and sake reflected his gray face. Although he is close to home, he can't go back to reunite with his family, which is no different from being far away from home.

In the face of wine, it is difficult to dispel the melancholy in my heart. I want to write a poem to express my feelings, but I have no intention of writing it. The sadness in my heart is nothing more than losing my home country and being separated from my family on New Year's Eve.

So the poet Zhu Xiaozang came to the window, took off his pillow and sat on the bed. He picked up a book and began to read. Hunger eased his pain. However, he heard the crow's cry, which caused the poet's sadness and hatred.

At this time, candles were lit in the room. In the dim candlelight, the poet seemed to see the invaders being driven out of the country, and he had gone home to reunite with his family.