Poetry:

Tian Jiayuan Day

(Tang Dynasty) Meng Haoran

Last night we fought back to the north, today we are rising from the east;

I am already strong at this age, but I still worry about the peasants even though I have no salary.

The father plows the mulberry field, and the shepherd boy follows the hoe;

The Tian family is responsible for the climate, and the mother-in-law said that this year will be good.

"Selling Dementia Ci"

(Tang Dynasty) Fan Chengda

On New Year's Eve, people don't sleep in the late hours, and they are tired of being dull and waiting for the new year;

The child calls for walking down the long street, and the cloud has dementia and calls for people to sell.

"New Year's Eve"

(Tang Dynasty) Laihu

The matter of concern has become empty, and I miss you for thousands of miles in one night.

I am so sad that the sound of the chicken at dawn has stopped, and I will be haggard in the spring breeze.

Yuan Day

Wang Anshi (Song Dynasty)

The sound of firecrackers marks the end of the year, and the spring breeze brings warmth to Tusu;

Thousands of families Every day, every day, the new peach is replaced by the old charm.

Yuan Day Yulou Chun

(Song Dynasty) Mao Pang

One year the lotus drops are all drained, and the wine is frozen in the blue well.

The cold weather in the morning is still deceiving, but the willows in spring arrive first.

The beautiful woman urges you to live a long life, and the cypress leaves and pepper flowers bloom on your green sleeves.

In the depths of Zuixiang, we rarely know each other, and we only have old friends with Dongjun.

New Year's Eve

(Southern Song Dynasty) Wen Tianxiang

The world is empty, and the years are passing by;

The road is full of storms, and the poor side is full of snow and frost.

Life is about to end with the years, and the body is forgotten;

There is no more dreams of killing Su, and the night is still young.

Spring Festival Couplets:

Heshun family has a hundred blessings and peace. The two words are worth a thousand gold. Hengbiao: Everything is renewed

Spring is always in a variety of colors and blooms all the year round: Happy New Year

Spring fills the world with hundreds of flowers blooming with happiness. The Four Seasons in Linxiaoyuan are always peaceful: Happy Spring Festival

A century of time, the present, the good times, the ancient country, and the present are a new one: everything is renewed

Happy to live in a treasured land for thousands of years, prosperity, good fortune, everything is prosperous for the family, everything is prosperous Hengbia: Welcome the New Year

Smooth sailing, good luck every year, everything going well, step by step: auspicious stars are shining

For a hundred years, the heaven and earth have returned to their vitality, unifying the mountains and rivers, peace and harmony: the country is peaceful and the people are safe

Spring rain moistens everything and everything is red Plum blossoms are embroidered on thousands of mountains, and spring is full of joy

A clean sweep of old habits, five lectures, four beautiful trees, and new trends Hengbiao: bid farewell to the old and welcome the spring

Spring is everywhere in the world, and thousands of rivers and mountains are full of splendor. Hengbiao: Everything is renewed

Smooth sailing and auspicious stars will bring all the best and good fortune will come to your door: wealth will be abundant

Good luck will come from all directions all year round and wealth will come to your home: everything will be prosperous at home

Green bamboo is the best. The three-point scene of red plum blossoms is a good sign of spring for thousands of families: spring returns to the earth

Good luck every year brings peace and happiness every year. Hengbiao: auspicious stars shine

Good luck in the year As spring comes to the four seasons, colorful clouds roll in: all goes well

Danfeng presents auspiciousness, dragon presents auspiciousness, red peach greets the new year, and apricot welcomes spring: blessing fills the world

The fifth watch is divided into two years, and everything is satisfactory every year. One night, two years in a row, all the wishes come true: Congratulations on the New Year

The yellow orioles sing, the green willows and the purple swallows cut in the spring breeze: The orioles sing and the swallows dance

Article:

New Year and New Wishes

I left quietly in 2005, and came with "big fanfare" in 2006, just like the veterans and recruits standing guard and changing the guard for the last time. Since it is the New Year, I have a new wish. Take a guess! whee!

Hey! I really can't bear to leave the spring, summer, autumn and winter of 2005, the sun, moon and stars, the chirping of birds and insects, the flowers, plants and trees... But what can I do? You can't let time stop! The only way is to cherish time and do everything well. But we should also welcome 2006 happily, because welcoming 2006 means welcoming new things and new things... In short, welcoming 2006 means welcoming a new world. This kind of "common" thing is like someone said: "Happiness is a day, and unhappiness is also a day. Why not choose a happy day?"

Have you guessed my new wish? Let me give you a "clue": I once read "Niels' Travels on a Goose" and was immediately attracted by this book, so I kept reading. After a few hours, I suddenly felt that I had no way out, so I said, "Why don't you write more about Selma LaGrave? It's not enough to read!" This made my father hear this and said, "Others have written This book won the Nobel Prize, what about you?" "I can also write a book!" I argued loudly. From here you can see my new wish! In fact, I still have two lifelong wishes! Let me provide you with some clues to solve the case. The first one: I read "100 Learning Stories of Nobel Prize Winners", and the one who won the Nobel Prize in Literature immediately became my additional idol (originally Einstein was my first idol, but he won ), because I wanted to win the Nobel Prize, so I wrote a sentence in my notebook: "I will definitely win the Nobel Prize because I believe in myself (learning is the last word.)."

"; Second: I read Bian Jinyang's "Qin Tribe", "Time Magic Piano", and "Top-Heavy" which are very well written. When I looked at the author's profile, I realized that he became a writer when he was still a child, and I also want to be one. A famous writer, but I don’t want to be forced by my parents to write. Have you seen my two lifelong wishes? Forget it, I won’t announce the answers to you this year. My wish is to write a book - "Enter the World"; my two lifelong wishes are to win the Nobel Prize and to become a writer. Are you correct? Let me tell you my arrangements and plans for writing "Enter the World": I am ready. This book greets everyone at the end of the year. I write a chapter every three days, and write 60 to 90 articles about the two protagonists - Comey and Long. I have also thought about the general plot of the story: Comey and Long. Both are wealthy travelers from Lilliput. One day, they met by chance, and the two of them became good friends. They planned to travel around the world (in their eyes, the Giant Country is the whole world) for a week. In the virgin forest, they saw monsters, houses as small as their own (bee's house), "people (bees, ants...)", and became good friends on the road together. In the city, they almost encountered another enemy. Cars hit, people stepped on... In the "desert (beach)", they tried hard to find water, but found nothing. At the critical moment, a miracle happened, "rain (a naughty person peed)" fell from the sky, but the sky was empty. It's still sunny. They drank the "rainwater" and felt it didn't taste right, but they still managed to get on the road...

I wish everyone all the best, good health, and a happy New Year and lots of lucky money! Have a happy winter vacation (you still need to finish your homework!)!

New Year’s Card

As the New Year is approaching, I chose an exquisite greeting card to send to Wei Hua as usual. Go. In elementary school, we were best friends, but at that time, every New Year, we never gave each other greeting cards: we would never look up and see each other, so why should we be so "formalistic"? It's the same, we are far apart. Although Wei Hua's middle school is not that ideal, I never mind. I can't see her face, so I can only send my long-term memories to my friends on the occasion of the New Year. How is she? She never replied to me, and she never gave me any information about herself.

However, this time, I unexpectedly received a greeting card from her on a small piece of paper. It was a bit thin. I was excited, and the smiling face seemed to appear in front of me again. I just felt that the past was flowing out of the long river of memories. There were ripples...

Finally I couldn't help but take out the greeting card, full of joy. However, all of this came to nothing the moment I opened the card. “Fang, don’t write me greeting cards again. I can't bear your blessing. treasure! "A few words made me feel cold all over... It was still familiar small characters, but the content was completely unfamiliar. I was stunned, and the greeting card slipped silently from my fingers...

This is the Wei Hua I am familiar with. We have been friends from preschool to sixth grade. Could it be that our seven-year friendship ended just because of the differences between schools? I am not willing to accept it! Wei Hua, what makes you so worldly?

Unforgettable memories, one day seven years ago, when I was sitting in the preschool classroom, the teacher led you to me and told me that you had just transferred and were unfamiliar with the place, which made me feel so sad. Help you. I agreed, because your shy smile has made me like you. We grew up together, and we became more and more "unruly" with each other: after school, you and I would do homework together, often working on a question. The concise way to solve the problem made me blush; I did something wrong, and you dared to accuse me in front of everyone, and forced me to admit my mistake in public, but then secretly gave me a piece of chocolate; you also gave me a piece of chocolate in order to give it away on a rainy day. I went home with my rain gear and took a detour. The small umbrella was not enough for two people, so you left most of it with me, but you... Everyone called us sisters because we were inseparable. But now we are separated - It’s not people, it’s hearts! Can these two sisters forget their brotherly friendship so easily?

No, I will send a greeting card to Wei Hua next year and solemnly tell her that we will always be friends. -There are no differences between people.

In the New Year, imperfections are still beautiful

The night breeze of New Year's Eve squeezes through the gaps between the windows with the coldness of the New Year, blowing away the tears on your face. The warmth of the desert, the map of China marked with a red pen on the wall near the window was blurred in the cold sight, but I couldn't remember who wrote "The belt is getting wider, but I will never regret it, and I am haggard for those who disappear." "The verses have been sung through the ages.

The darkness at midnight became thicker and thicker, the crisp sound of hanging whips joined together, and the dull loud noise exploded with the power of two kicks, thick or thin, corresponding to each other. And, the laughter of the Spring Festival Gala is always deafening. Thousands of colorful fireworks bloom gorgeously in an instant, and the nine-day jade girl dances and falls all over the sky. The petals are delicate and gorgeous, and then disappear, like waking up from a dream.

Threads of white smoke slowly dissipated with a faint smell of gunpowder, and pieces of broken paper fell tragically like colorful butterflies with broken wings. Is this the price of short-term glory? Is the night sky thousands of miles away as lively and bright? Can the soul that has traveled through the darkness break through the shackles of loneliness, and let the two shadows dance freely?

If fireworks are so enchanting and short-lived, how can the love that has been sung through the ages be performed wonderfully?

There is a classic line in the mythical TV series "The Lucky Star Shines on Zhu Bajie". The flower demon who was almost abandoned by love said to the romantic Bull Demon King: When I fall in love with you, I fall in love with loneliness and pain. . The flower demon's expression was undoubtedly one of tragic sorrow, but the devil's face was indifferent and confused. At the end of the story, the flower demon committed suicide because of his short-lived love. The man he loved deeply couldn't answer the taste of love, so he put his lover who turned into a flower into his mouth and tasted it, but still tasted to no avail. Such love is so tragic and boring. Perhaps, the flower demon must have enjoyed the sweet love that was carefully cared for when he fell in love for the first time. However, things are unpredictable. Maybe time has diluted the passion of love. In the almost numb feeling of holding the left hand with the right hand, the man who is unwilling to be lonely pursues another one. The excitement of a romantic and snowy night should be a common thing; perhaps that show of love was originally a not very clever game. Since ancient times, infatuated women have betrayed their hearts, even the otherworldly fairies and immortals are no exception. Not to mention the misty love of ordinary people? Under the temptation of money, power, and beauty, one cannot escape the tragic fate of a game or a dream.

The man's strong arms hugged the woman's slightly cold body from behind. In an instant, some familiar force supported the sinking boat. The warm feeling pulled out the memory bone marrow, which was once broken and fragmented. The fragments were pieced together into a warm picture: somewhere in a certain year, a certain month, a certain day, he and she hugged each other behind the crowd, letting her eyes become drunk with a touch of blurred emotion, and letting the two fiery hearts go wild in the throbbing of first acquaintance. move.

It’s getting cold. The whisper in the man's ear startled a group of gulls, and each big white bird flapped its plump wings and flew into the sky, scattering white and soft feathers, disturbing the heartbeat of memory.

He shook his head and nodded again. A strand of long black hair was scattered on the woman's forehead, covering her distant sight that could not be taken back.

The man's caring and clear eyes lifted up a pool of broken jade, spreading gently. The woman's thin body trembled slightly,? Is it touching? Is it cold? Afraid? Is it a confession? Only women themselves know.

The man hugged his woman even more tightly, resting his chin on the woman’s thin shoulder, coaxing him like a child: Go to sleep, baby, tomorrow is the beginning of a new year.

The New Year's bell rang suddenly, and a stinging pain followed. It was the man's thick beard that pricked the woman's cheeks that were no longer smooth. In such a festival of joy and reunion, in the feeling of pain, there is still no jump of familiar numbers, no miracle of expectations coming true. The woman's heart is faintly lost, cracked, and becomes a hole, a void without emotional fulfillment. At the end of the day, a powerful crossbow cannot penetrate Lu Zhen; the broken string of a kite is also an inevitable outcome, and what you look up to is filled with sadness. For things that cannot be controlled, no matter how many sighs and persistence you have, they are like candles in the wind. What is shattered is the light of hope, and what is breeded is the determination to break the cauldron. Yes, in the long night, a real man used his powerful heartbeat to soothe the heartbreak of a woman like a drum, and an ordinary man used his real chest to warm the cold despair of a woman who does not believe in love. Who says plainness is not happiness? Who says having flaws isn’t beautiful? Let me ask you, if you were asked to trade a lifetime of plain and real happiness for a moment of indulgence, would you be willing? Oh, there is no answer to the question, life goes on, although it is sometimes lonely and sometimes painful.

On winter nights, the cold and hard wooden bed in my hometown wakes me from a light sleep. The body accustomed to the protection of the heating huddled under the thick quilt as heavy as Mount Tai, peeking out of the hazy sleepy eyes, staring at the endless dark night, gradually blackening the frozen thoughts, escaping from the noisy tangible space of the city, how to get rid of the shadow that follows you lonely. When will the darkness that blinds all things recede? Even if the dawn first appears, will the dawn in a woman's heart follow? Can the continuing fire of maternal love ignite the dead lamp in a child's heart? My heart was startled for no reason. With the help of very light blue fluorescence, a group of magical numbers were arranged in an array, like cute elves moving their transparent wings, dancing gently against the background of black velvet, seemingly innocent. The meaningless and light dance movements tell a profound rhyme, a profound meaning that can only be understood by those with spiritual connections; in a blink of an eye, the psychic digital score becomes a gorgeous movement, and the natural sound slowly falls into the sea of ????heart, melting the ice of the sun, and its Affectionate and affectionate, lingering around for three lifetimes, endlessly. It is this unpredictable dance of numbers that fills the empty spiritual stage of women and peels away the sadness of women's journey. The dawn breaks through the cold night of winter in a warm way. Look, the jade trees and flowers on the glass window are crystal clear and lifelike, clinging to each other and entwining themselves, creating a pattern of happiness!

Since then, the shortcomings have been fulfilled, and the picture has been perfect after the pain of the New Year. Unfortunately, the New Year is already over.

Children’s Rhymes of the Spring Festival

Children, don’t be greedy, it’s the New Year after Laba Festival;

Drink Laba porridge for a few days, it will be twenty years ago Three; twenty-three, sticky melons; twenty-four, clean the house;

Twenty-five, frozen tofu; twenty-six, go buy meat;

Twenty-seven, slaughter Rooster; twenty-eight, make dough;

Twenty-nine, steam buns; stay up all night at thirty;

Wander the streets on the first and second day of the lunar month.

The New Year is here, wear new clothes and new hats; dance on dragon lanterns and walk on stilts to welcome the God of Wealth; have fun and have fun, everyone welcomes the New Year together, the New Year is here!

Sugar melons are offered to the stove, and the New Year is here;

The girl wants flowers, the boy wants cannons;

The old man wants a new felt hat,