The poems about the Xiaonian are as follows:

"Testing the Pen (Two Rhymes of the Xiaonian)·Part 1" Ming Dynasty·Lin Guangyichou's new inscription, the first spring leads to the last year. The thick clouds have just begun to fall, and deep thoughts are already lurking in the sky. The door is cold and there are many birds, but the wind is calm and the kites have not been released. The white heads are full of joy, and the smoke from the dawn window is waving.

"Four Poems on the New Year's Day in Guests·Part One""Ming Dynasty·Lin Guang refused to live in the New Year's Day again. Look at the New Year's Eve again. After the poetry is poor and waxy, the cup leads to the river. I feel like thinking about the southern land when I am happy, and I write short stories about my leisure time. A bad wind came at night, and the boat was frightened to leave at midnight.

"Jiangchengzi·The end of the year is busy on locust trees" Song Dynasty·There is no old man who is busy on the locust trees at the end of the year. Sighing at the sound of cicadas, the sun sets early in the morning. What year is it today? The bones are shining on the battlefield. Heaven and earth are all dreams, fire in the stone, soup in the wok. Nowadays, people don't want to show off, and they will lose their talents. Galloping horses, trying to grow up...

"Four Poems on the New Year's Day in Guests·Part 2" Ming Dynasty·Lin Guangyuan There is no holiday for visitors, and the wind is strong and the New Year's Eve is coming. Outside the ridge of the river swallowing the lake, the boat avoids the swollen sand. Reading the world with dull eyes, the poems written are shorter. Even if you get lost, you will get drunk and sit back on the boat in Ganzhou.

"Testing Writing (Two Xiaonian Rhymes)·Part 2" Ming Dynasty·Lin Guang The clay cow has just broken through its wax, and the chicken bones have not accounted for the year. The clouds and mist fill the paper, and the dragon wants to ascend to the sky. Watching the sun and the moon for a long time, I finally saw the fish and kites. Warm the fire in the furnace, and a ray of incense smoke floats.

"My generation gave me fake Pujiu wine during the Dragon Boat Festival, and I went out to visit the village and fields on a day out." Song Dynasty·Ma Tingluan Xiang Luoxi Ge Duanyang Festival, a small poem by Jiangzhang Qingjin. In the past, the evildoers of Jin were captured with bullets, but now they are hanging on millet to hang Xiang tired. The thousand-year-old feeling of old carelessness is unrolled, and the sorrow is gone with a drink. After a boy from Pujiu offered his mother's services, he went to the south of the village and to the north of the village...

"Little New Year" Song Dynasty·Wen Tianxiang Yanshuo met the poor people, and he went to the south of the Yangtze River to pay homage to the Little New Year. Live and enjoy life when you are old, and your life and death are fate. The crows are noisy in the snow on thousands of mountains, and they are flying thousands of miles into the sky. I had no idea when I went out, but I looked around at a loss.

"Four Poems for the Young Years in Guesthouse·Part 4" Ming Dynasty·Lin Guangxiaoxiao has short temples, and he is passing through the passing years. The heart is far away and the spur is empty, and the road is exhausted and you will not move forward. Orioles and flowers talk about the year, and thank you for the dross. In the light smoke of the soft oars, the morning came to take care of my boat.

"New Year Greetings·Wandering around with the group in the young year" Song Dynasty·Su Ling wandered around with the group in the young year. When he grew up, he was sad and afraid of the splendor of things. After burning up the fragrance of the sky and the shadow room, I returned home when I had nothing to do.

"Zhou Ci Xiaonian" Ming Dynasty·Li Zhishi moored in the Qingjiang River in the evening and thought quietly, with the wind, sand and rocks trickling down his throat. It's the last day of the year when I'm selling wine while I'm away, and the spring is coming in the rain. The chimes suddenly spread to the Hongye Temple, and many deserted villages were inhabited by white smoke. I feel that the journey is really boring, and I am so excited that I want to go back to the boat on a snowy night.

"Still staying in Beishan on the New Year's Day" Fan Zila of the Yuan Dynasty has just passed the New Year, and it rains continuously in the country! The children passed the wine to the bright candle, thinking of their loving relatives who were still asleep.

"Wulaofeng·Na got such a romance in his young years" Song Dynasty·Wang Yang got such a romance in his young years, and I am still excited about my visit. Hate Shi Shang is divided into three enemy countries, and the immortals are combined into five princes.

"Quequatrains on Little New Year's Eve" Ming Dynasty·Wu Yubi was enjoying the good night with bright silver candles, and was happy to be promoted to the Pinghe Holy Dynasty. The door suddenly reminds me of the past sixty years, and I feel awe-inspiring and far away.