1. Clouds cover the moon on August 15th, and snow lights up the lights on the 15th day of the first lunar month.

2. The sound of firecrackers marks the end of the year, and the spring breeze brings warmth to Tusu. ——Wang Anshi

3. The sound of firecrackers welcomes the New Year, and wonderful couplets are posted in front of the door. Laughter is heard everywhere, and delicious food is served on the table. There was a lot of chatting, and the lights were brightly illuminating the rest of the night. Children show off their new clothes, and the old is gone and the new is coming. ——Daoping Ping's "Celebrating the New Year"

4. Count the phoenix calendar from the beginning, and visit Zuixiang every day with a cup. ——Qu You

5. A diseased eye that sleeps less is not staying up late, and an old heart that is full of emotions is approaching spring. After the fire was gone and the lights were gone, there were sixty people with flat heads. ——Bai Juyi's "New Year's Eve"

6. Don't ask for a meeting, but a visit, and the house is filled with famous papers. I also throw in a few pieces of paper with others. The world is too simple but not too empty. ——Wen Zhengming's "New Year's Greetings"

7. There is no need to go to the eastern suburbs, spring is in thousands of households.

8. The remaining wax is gone again, and the east wind should gradually be heard. One night is still a few hours, and two years old wants to be divided equally. When the darkness falls, we fight, and when the spring blossoms, the fragrance blooms. In the Ming Dynasty, I hold wine from afar and wish Yaojun together first. ——Cao Song's "New Year's Eve"

9. In the past, we all had a good family, and we knew each other for a long time. The continuation of the Ming Dynasty urges people to draw candles and stay up late for a long feast. The old song of plum blossoms is sung, and the new song of Zhengbai wine is passed down. Travelers enjoy themselves everywhere, but they don't see each other every year. ——Meng Haoran's "New Year's Eve Party at Zhang Shaofu's House in Lecheng"

10. It's late on New Year's Eve and people don't sleep, and they are tired of the new year; the children call out to walk along the long street, and there is a cloud of dementia calling people to sell. .

11. From now on, the scissors will be idle for a month, and the needlework in the boudoir will be more than a year old.

12. When the snake dances and the dragon retreats in the sky, the spring spirit begins to awaken. The plum blossoms are blooming and winter has just begun to break, and the cold wind blows and the warmth gradually stabilizes. The cypress smoke is curling up as New Year's Eve approaches, and the streets are noisy and the police are busy guarding the streets. The neighbors have been looking forward to moving to a new house for a long time, and they are full of relatives and friends. ——Look at "New Year Again"

13. The east wind warms the trees in Loujiang River, and the smoke condenses on the three thoroughfares and nine roads. The white horse flies like a dragon through the snow, and the calf's carriage rolls through the water. Sweeping away the smoke and dust, hundreds of thousands of people are dressed in beautiful clothes. The forehead and forehead are bright and colorful, and the social songs are lingering around the gods. Wearing scarlet clothes and gold belts like buckets, he is in the front row of the palace and the eunuch at the back. The black gauze is newly woven with Han palace flowers, and the young slave kneels into the Tusu wine. There are jade pillars on the lotus plate, and the singing boy and hairy girl are both in white. There are 3,000 pieces of old music in Liyuan and 13 new tunes in Suzhou. The masked beard dances like a tiger, the narrow shirt and embroidered trousers beat a big drum. The golden python has a slim body and a ghost makeup, and the Guanyin in white clothes dances with its palms clasped together. The viewer is like a mountain of brocades that belong to each other, and who separates the silk and flesh from the chaos. The fragrant wind blows laughter all the way, and the red gauze covers the drunken jade. She wears a green lotus blouse with lotus roots and lotus roots, and a bun with a light make-up on her forehead. I pick up green strips to praise my sisters, and I pick up melon seeds from my sleeves and throw them at my son. There is another moment of urgent music and complicated strings, and thousands of willows break through the green branches. ——Yuan Hongdao's "Spring Festival Song"

14. Winter goes and spring comes and the year ends, amidst the wind, flowers, snow and moon, chatting and laughing. The setting sun paints beautiful clouds and clouds, and the cold wind blows beautifully and the sky is full of snow. The flowers bloom and fall, but the love is not old, and the ambition remains strong year after year. I want to be determined to be in balance with the sky, and my passion will break through Mount Buzhou. ——Qiu Zhipu's "New Year's Self-Encouragement"

15. *** celebrate the New Year with laughter, and the ladies of Hongyan give plum blossoms. They toasted each other with Tusu wine and drank victory tea among themselves. Only loyalty can serve the country, and there is no paradise for home. Accompany the capital with singing and dancing to welcome the festival, and gaze at the gorgeous scenery of Yan'an from a distance. ——Dong Biwu's "New Year's Day Occupying Liu Yazi's Charming Rhymes"

16. The official calendar is coming to an end, and the village mash is strong. I hate the cold and miss the warmth, fear the old and cherish the old. The years have passed, but the Kou Rong are still not at peace. Children don't know how to do things, so they sing and play until dawn. ——Luo Yin's "New Year's Eve"

17. Celebrate the New Year happily, with fireworks for nine days. The golden dragon rises and the jade sky rises, and the six fields are cultivated. ——Jiangnan Liuying's "New Year"

18. The beautiful woman urges you to live a long life, and the cypress leaves and pepper blossoms bloom on your green sleeves. In the depths of Zuixiang, we rarely know each other, and we only have old friends with Dong Jun.

19. Why did Jin Ou die? I should not bear this responsibility and dare to forgive myself. Looking at the fierce war in the Central Plains from a distance, a column of wild water is flowing in Yan'an. The devastation all over the ground is unbearable to look at, but there is still joy in farming and weaving on three sides. Hard work but no leisure can rejuvenate a country, and soldiers and horses are happy and the enemy is frightened. ——Qian Laisu's "New Year Thoughts"