1. Celebrate the Spring Festival with joy and fireworks for nine days. Jin Longteng Yuyu, six out of good fields. -Jiangnan fireflies

2. new Year only deepens my longing, adds to the lonely tears of an exile. To the old age is exiled to the people, the spring is hurried on ahead of me. Monkeys come down from the mountains to haunt me, Jiangliu * * * wind smoke. I have suffered like the imperial guardian, so when will the day be taken? -Liu Changqing's "Spring Festival"

3. Every year, the lotus leaks. Bijing is crisp and frozen wine. Han Xiao is still deceiving others, and she is slim in spring. The beautiful woman urged Qian to live long. Pepper with cypress leaves and finery sleeves. I don't know each other well in the depths of my hometown, but I am old with Dongjun. -

4. firecrackers sound to welcome the Spring Festival, and wonderful couplets are posted in front of the door. Laughter is heard everywhere, and delicious food is served on the table. Talk about the sky and talk about the earth, and the lights are bright and illuminate the night. Young children boast about their new clothes, and the old ones are new and the weather is clear. —— The usual "Celebrating the Spring Festival"

5. Cleverly cut the victory and try Silla, painting colorful gold as a moth; Since then, scissors have been idle for a month, and there are more needles and thread in the boudoir before the age of 2. -Huang Jingren's "Fengcheng Spring Festival Ci"

6. The rhythm turns into a great harmony, and the shoulders rub and the hub hits the music. There is no need to face the eastern suburbs, and spring is among thousands of families. -Ye Xie's Spring Festival

7. Who asked about the hotel? The cold lamp is amiable. Tonight is the last night of the year, and I was wandering away from home in ten thousand miles. Looking back on the past, it is a matter of nothing, sad sad; Lonely I only have a wry smile and acid. Sorrow makes my face grow old, white hair is full of hair, in a sigh, and ushered in a new year. -Dai Shulun's

8. Count the cold days and the Spring Festival is coming. See plum blossoms again. Wrapped in white, the vast mountains and rivers are enchanting. Sighing is fleeting, and years make people old. Feeling vicissitudes of life, Vientiane dreams of early spring. Celebrate a beautiful day, watch the excitement, and the streets are neon. Meditation is like the sea, holding a manuscript of Chai Fei's poems. It's hard to know how warm and cold it is. May Lang Chang be in good health all his life. -Shen Xianmo's "Morning Mei Fang Happy Spring Festival"

12. Spring events have been piled up into mountains, and leisure refers to the wild goose pass. Pick your hands lightly and worry about finding old dreams, and lay plain paper on your heart to paint a new face. Before the bottle, the chrysanthemum can be mixed with wine, and the plum branches in the snow are always cold-resistant. In advance, I signed a brocade contract with Feng Jun, and the Ming Dynasty flowers and jade railings. -yun shuyun Xiang

13. The bell of the old year entered the Spring Festival, and firecrackers were added to the old year. Naide Huaxia will be full of energy, and the warehouse will have more money than the grain depot. -Sabin's left hand "Non-unique Spring Festival"

14. Around the Liang Nian, white reeds are mixed with wine and tea. The newly wiped doors and windows are warmer, and the fragrance is still fragrant. The master struggles for gluttony, and the crops are put aside. When children come back, they will be filled with food, and the misty cages will enrich the farmers. -Yan Xuhui's "Spring Festival Celebration"

15. The cold lights in the hotel don't sleep alone. Why does the guest's heart turn sad? My hometown is thinking thousands of miles tonight, and it's another year in the Ming Dynasty. -Gao Shi's "In addition to the Night"

16. If you are sick, you will not be old, and you will feel more spring. After the fire pin lights are all dawn, there will be sixty people with flat heads. -Bai Juyi's "In addition to the Night"

17. What happened to Jin Ou? This responsibility should be lenient. Looking into the distance, the Central Plains is in a hurry, and a pillar of madness is in Yan 'an. I can't bear to see the scars on the ground, and I have more joy in farming and weaving on three sides. Hard work and no escape can rejuvenate the country, and Shi Mateng is afraid of the enemy. -Qian laisu's Thoughts on the Spring Festival

18. At midnight, I suddenly heard firecrackers, and after three times, it was as quiet as ever. Those who are wide-minded welcome the new year, and they will be surprised by the old year. -Eagles flying all over the sky "Spring Festival Night"