The ancient poems about the custom of the Spring Festival are as follows:

1.

Tang Du Shenyan

Therefore, festivals should be celebrated as songs and candles should be welcomed in the New Year.

I love the arrow in winter, and the chicken crows in spring.

when you smell the pot cover, you will see the cross in the night.

it will live a trillion years, making it a ninth city.

2. January Day

Song Wang Anshi

In the sound of firecrackers, the spring breeze sends warmth into Tu Su.

every family always changes new peaches for old ones.

3. January Day

Don Li Shimin

Gao Xuan is warm in spring, and the elegant pavilion is charming and sunny.

The court is full of colorful lights, bright and bright.

respect yourself for the four poles, and hang down your clothes to control the eight shortages.

Frost halberds are listed in Dan's style, with a long corridor of silk and bamboo rhyme.

Mu Yi is full of smoke and wind, and Kang Zaidi is prosperous.

follow the article, follow the past and learn from the past.

the grass is beautiful, so the spring scenery is beautiful, and Mei Yan used to make up.

Juchuan thought about the economy and finally sent a boat to sail.

4.

Song Maopang

Bijing is crisp and frozen wine.

Han Xiao is still deceiving others, and she is slim in spring, so she comes to Liu first.

the beautiful woman urged Qian to live a long life. Pepper with cypress leaves and finery sleeves.

I seldom know each other in the depths of drunkenness, but I am partial to the old with Dongjun.

5. In addition to the Night

Tang Bai Juyi

Ill eyes, little sleep, not keeping the old age, old heart and feeling are coming to spring.

after the fire lights are turned off, there will be 6 people with flat heads.

6. New Year's Work

Don Liu Changqing

new Year only deepens my longing, adds to the lonely tears of an exile.

who, growing old and still in harness, is left here by the homing spring.

monkeys come down from the mountains to haunt me, the wind and smoke in Jiangliu.

I think of Jia Yi, who taught here and died here, and I wonder what my term shall be.

7.

Tang 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.

8.

Tang Luo Yin

The official calendar is about to end, and the village mash is strong.

I am tired of cold and warm, and I am afraid of the old and cherish the disabled.

years have passed, but Kourong is still not at peace.

children don't know things, and songs will be played until dawn.