Chinese New Year's Eve

The faint colored lights reflect the blue sky, and the undulating firecrackers shake Changhong.

The whole family of all ages rejoiced, and their hearts fluttered like dragons.

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There are thousands of houses in the depths of the small city, and the green mountains want to move the flowers of the two places.

The wind and clouds are unpredictable and there is no way to find it, and the autumn feels empty and misses the spring.

On the way home

The vast sky is dark, and the wind blows to send home.

Looking at Yunhua's new house, I don't know who he is old.

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The evil deeds become phantoms, and the clouds and fog are collected and the sky is blue.

The yellow oriole sang in vain, and the cuckoo's cry of blood was in vain.

(Written in the early seventies)