When the New Year's bell rings again, I believe that tonight all the gods will gather in the twelve halls of Mount Oripus, which has never been harmonious, and will sing the same movement on the rows of harp strings.

The hymns are flowing, even proud Aphrodite is willing to praise the Muses with all her heart, and Poseidon will leave his sea, so that the hardest fishermen will also take a rest from their sails, and all merchants will forget their profits and follow Hermes.

Athena will take off her armor and fly freely in the kingdom of innocence. In the silver spring, Artemis will put down her bow and arrow and bathe to her heart's content. Actaeon's heart will be tolerant and fascinated. Then there will be tranquility.

Odysseus, who has been traveling for a long time amid the sound of bells, looks at the stars and is peaceful on the deck. Then the war will fade away sadly. The Trojan horse of Troy will be forgotten alone among the broken walls. Achilles and Hector will be forgotten.

A desperate duel, leaning side by side, applauding the beautiful song of the God of Poetry. Apollo bestows light on everyone. Even Homer can escape from the darkness to enjoy that moment of beautiful starlight. In the ringing of the New Year, Demeter is worth millions.

Can't fall asleep, please listen to the sorrow beyond abundance. Let there be no more famine in this world. The bells of the new year are indispensable without the fine wine of Dionysus. Let Hercules get drunk generously and then go to drive back Geryon's cattle and sheep.

Tonight's stars disappear in the sea. I believe that tomorrow's Mount Olympus will show a smiling dawn. Aeetes' golden fleece will surely guide Jason to go straight up. Prometheus with the iron ring will also get it.

The most complete liberation. I also believe that golden apples ultimately bring good luck, and Helen will never be the unluckiest bride. Let the hymn sing for everyone. Listen to the bells of this New Year. Enjoy the famous Du Fu's "Shou Sui"

Poem: A Rong's family is staying up late on New Year's Eve, and the pepper plate is singing flowers.

The hairpins make a noise on the horses, and the torches scatter the crows in the forest.

The Ming Dynasty passed by forty, and the dusk scene was soaring.

Who could be more restrained?

Being drunk is life.

Huang Zunxian's poem said: The music plays in the sky and passes by in dreams, Yingtai is misty across the stars.

Chonghua still sings Qingyun, and the earth has new waves.

At the end of the Nineteen Hundred Years of Dust Tribulation, there were many battlefields in the Eastern, Western and Southern Kingdoms.

It is unknown how much money the Queen Mother will raise every year.

Wang Anshi also wrote a poem on "Yuan Day", which goes: The sound of firecrackers eliminates one year old, and the spring breeze brings warmth to Tusu.

On the first day of the twelfth lunar month, thousands of households always replace old talismans with new peaches. Tian Jiayuan Day (Tang Dynasty) Meng Haoran Last night, I fought back to the north, and now I am starting from the east; I am already strong, and I have no salary and still worry about farmers.

The father plows the mulberry field, and the shepherd boy follows the hoe; the Tian family controls the climate, and the mother-in-law says it will be a good year.

"Selling Dementia Poems" (Tang Dynasty) Fan Chengda It's late on New Year's Eve and people don't sleep, and they are tired of being dull and waiting for the new year; the children call out to walk down the long street, and there is a cloud of dementia calling people to sell.

"New Year's Eve" (Tang Dynasty) Laihu: All the concerns have become empty, and I miss you for thousands of miles in one night.

I am so sad that after the sound of the rooster has stopped at dawn, I will be haggard and see the spring breeze again.

Yuan Day (Song Dynasty) Wang Anshi A year old is eliminated amidst the sound of firecrackers, and the spring breeze brings warmth to Tusu; Thousands of households always replace old talismans with new peaches.

Yuan Day Yulou Chun (Song Dynasty) Mao Pang One year all the lotus flowers are dripping, and Bijing slaughters Su to sink the frozen wine.

The cold weather in the morning is still deceptive, 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 Dong Jun.

New Year's Eve (Southern Song Dynasty) Wen Tianxiang The world is empty, and the years are passing by; the wind and rain are at the end of the road, and the poverty is full of snow and frost.

Life is about to end with the years, and the body and the world are forgotten; there is no more dreams to kill, and the night is still late.

Happy New Year (Ming Dynasty) Wen Zhengming does not ask for a meeting, but pays homage, 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.

Already You Xin Zheng (Ming Dynasty) Ye Yong The wind and frost in the world are gone, the universe is harmonious; new years are added to the calendar, and spring is full of old mountains and rivers.

The plum blossoms and willows are fragrant and graceful, and the pine trees are very old; Tu Su becomes drunk and laughs in the white cloud nest.

Guiji Occasionally Comes on New Year's Eve (Qing Dynasty) Huang Jingren The laughter of thousands of families is late, and the worries are hidden from things. The city bridge is quietly built and no one knows it. One star is like the moon for a long time.

Fengcheng New Year's Message (Qing Dynasty) Zha Shenxing: Skillfully cutting flags won the test of Silla, painting colors and gold to make moths; From then on, scissors were idle for a month, and the needlework in the boudoir was abundant before the year was over.

On the New Year's Day of Jiawu (Qing Dynasty), Kong Shangren Xiao Shu's white hair was not full, and he could not sleep around the fire after watching the New Year's Eve.

Cut the candles to dry up the late-night wine, and pour out the money to buy spring money.

Listening to the burning of firecrackers brings out the childlike innocence, but watching the peach charms exchange for old charms.

Drums and horns add plum blossoms, and we celebrate the New Year with joy at the fifth watch.

Dear friends, 2007 is a year full of hope.