1. Poems about having a reunion dinner

Poems about having a reunion dinner 1. An ancient poem about New Year's Eve is enough

An ancient poem about New Year's Eve:

Zhang Shaofu House in Yuecheng, New Year's Eve party

Author: Meng Haoran

We used to know each other well.

continue to draw candles, and observe the new year and then have a long feast.

the old plum blossom song, the new cypress wine biography.

visitors are happy everywhere, but they don't spend every year.

1. Translation:

The relationship between the two families has been very good for a long time, and they know each other intimately.

After dark, the painted red candle is lit, and the banquet for observing the New Year is arranged, followed by friends and friends.

During the dinner, the singer sang the old song Plum Blossom, and everyone drank the newly steamed cypress wine and pushed a cup for a change. Occasionally, there was a game of drinking order.

The author is now wandering around and having fun, and year after year has passed without seeing him.

2. Appreciation:

On New Year's Eve this year, Meng Haoran spent it in the official residence of Zhang Shaofu (Zi Rong) in Lecheng. Meng Haoran and Zhang Zirong have both the friendship of fellow villagers and the friendship of the whole family. More importantly, when they were young, they used to get along with Yin Lumen Mountain in the morning and evening, and they were very close. This time, Meng Haoran made a special trip to visit from afar, and Zhang Zirong certainly received them warmly.

On New Year's Eve, Zhang Zirong's official residence was brightly lit, painted candles and had a high fever, prepared a feast and poured cypress leaves with wine. While tasting the newly brewed cypress leaf wine, they talked about their parting, and their inner happiness at that time was indescribable. During the dinner, Lu's singer sang the ancient song "Plum Blossom", and her euphemistic voice added to the happy meeting between the two.

2. Ancient poems about New Year's Eve dinner and midnight dinner

1. On New Year's Eve, Zhang Shaofu House in Lecheng

Meng Haoran (Tang)

Once upon a time, we had good family relations and knew each other well.

continue to draw candles, and observe the new year and then have a long feast.

the old plum blossom song, the new cypress wine biography.

visitors are happy everywhere, but they don't spend every year.

Translation:

The relationship between the two families has been very good for a long time, and they know each other intimately. After dark, the painted red candle was lit, and the feast of observing the New Year was arranged, followed by friends and friends.

During the dinner, the singer sang the old song Plum Blossom, and everyone drank the newly steamed cypress wine and pushed a cup for a change. Occasionally, there was a game of drinking order. The author is now wandering around and having fun, and year after year has passed without seeing him.

Second, January Day

Wang Anshi (Northern Song Dynasty)

In the sound of firecrackers, the spring breeze warms Tu Su.

every family always changes new peaches for old ones.

Translation:

Amid the roar of firecrackers, the old year has passed; The warm spring breeze brought the New Year, and people drank the newly brewed Tu Su wine happily. The rising sun shines on thousands of families, who are busy taking down the old peach charms and replacing them with new ones.

Third, Yulouchun Ji Mao Yuan Day

Maopang (Northern Song Dynasty)

Every year, the lotus leaks. Bijing is a crisp and frozen wine. Han Xiao is still deceiving others, and she is slim in spring.

the beautiful woman urged Qian to live a long life. Pepper with cypress leaves and finery sleeves. I don't know each other well in the depths of my hometown, but I am only old with Dongjun.

Translation:

The lotus drops away the old year. When the wine was frozen in the well and Han Xiao invaded people, the slender figure of willow branches had revealed the breath of Chinese New Year. Although there are beauties and singers to persuade them to drink and cheer up, the poet is surprised by the phenology of early spring, as if he had seen the old friend who had been reunited for a long time.

3. Poems about New Year's Eve reunion dinner

When it comes to New Year's Eve reunion dinner, maybe many people will involuntarily shed a lot of saliva. Indeed, throughout the ages, the New Year's Eve dinner can be described as the most abundant meal of the year. No matter how busy you are or how far away from home, you have to go home to taste this sumptuous "New Year's Eve".

the smell of incense and wax wafts in the cold wind

Snow can't cover up Chungu's worries

It's the New Year's Eve.

Firecrackers on New Year's Eve resound through the sky

Touching the strings of the New Year

The snow melts

Dripping

Like the tears of a loving mother

It drips into the rain line of winter at home. Five days and nights

running around and working

are exquisitely depicted on the deep wrinkles of the mother

leading the wanderer home

in order to accompany his parents to have a New Year's Eve dinner

wandering wanderers calculate the cost of time every year

spending time

rounding up their parents' wish to go home for reunion in the New Year

family reunion

making a stove around

. Words

I told my mother over and over again

It's the New Year's Eve

The delicious New Year's Eve

It's my mother's constant nagging

It's my father's affectionate exhortation

It's the celebration of New Year pictures

It's the warmth of red lanterns

She's like a pot of boiling fresh soup

How much affection of relatives and friends

How much is mixed in.

4. Who can give a few sentences about eating New Year's Eve? Write a composition with

picking vegetables, onions, washing vegetables, and beating eggs ... It looks simple, but it's not so easy to do. Let's just say beating eggs. I knocked the egg shell lightly for two or three times, and even a small crack was hard to see. That little crack seemed to laugh at me. When I was in a hurry, I banged on the edge of the table, which was terrible. The egg white flowed down my hand to the ground, and the yolk was "few". An egg became my "victim". While cleaning up the mess, I said angrily, "You bad guy, I'm telling you, don't think I can't do it, I'll call you again, hum ..." When I hit the second egg, I learned the first lesson, and finally I successfully cracked the egg.

Speaking of preparing for the New Year's Eve, peeling quail eggs is my favorite job. Because, I often peel quail eggs, as long as I peel them, I will eat them in one bite, and I can enjoy the delicious food while working, so why not! However, when I was doing this job today, my mother always "supervised" my every move. One by one, the white and tender quail eggs could only lie on the plate well. Although I was not full of "delicious food", I was also delighted to see these "achievements".

In the intense labor, time flies. When I look out of the window, the big red lanterns are already lit, the colored lights on the trees are flashing, and the scattered firecrackers are beginning to gather together. Looking at the big table in our house, the chef, Dad, has turned the fruits of my mother's and me's labor into delicious dishes with all colors, smells and tastes.

Looking at these sumptuous dinners, it seems that there is a looming New Year bell in my ears, and it is getting closer and closer to us, and the atmosphere of the New Year is getting stronger and stronger. The Year of the Ox has finally arrived!