Jun does not see, the Central Plains hundred families gather on Chinese New Year's Eve, and the nine plains of China reflect the starry sky. The firecrackers are two years old overnight, and the roosters are two years old. The land of Shenzhou is flying snow, and Lingbao is full of flowers everywhere. Three points of spring invade the village, and the thousand stars and the galaxy are thousands of miles away.

The old year is now gone, and the next day is the beginning of the new year. Hundreds of schools celebrate and get drunk, and read the books of the ancients day by day.

On a good day, the whole family celebrates the Spring Festival, and the dumplings are full of wine. The first pot is boiled and the first song is heard, and the incense is kept old. Mansheng first respects the grace of heaven and earth, and then respects the daily worship of the god of the stove. There are one or two more bowls of idle feasts, and I wish my children and grandchildren more handsome. The big white steamed bun lies alone in the pot, praying for the new auspicious beast. After dinner, go out to greet the New Year, bow and knock to wait for the generations.

Chinese New Year's Eve sleeps all night to welcome the arrival of the New Year, which is called keeping the New Year;

The dumplings in the Central Plains are wine, and the big white steamed buns are in the pot, and the year is counted in spring.

As we all know, the ancient style of the Central Plains worships etiquette, and Yunjing New Village has a portal. The same surname and ethnic group gather in the ancestral hall, and each household is reckless and the people are in the official house. Brothers-in-law and brothers, filial piety, sisters The younger generations of Que Li respect and respect, and the grandchildren of the family kneel to the ancestors. The family is far away, and the children with different surnames are humble owners. Men, women and children are separated, and yin and yang are separated from each other. Go around the village door to door to greet the New Year, and the rising sun is dancing.

Blowing the horn will dawn, and the New Year's greetings will be early. The decrepit man has a high seniority, and he sits upright and is ashamed. There are few people who are exempt from vulgarity, and there is nothing to consider about etiquette. The spring breeze does not care about people, and the green spring grass comes. I can't get my hair firm, and I get old again and again.

The whole country is happy, the first year old is new tonight, and the fifth watch is left last night. Autumn chapter Qingjia is blessed with sunshine, and the spring water flows to moisten the new crops. The whole clan is looking forward to reunion, and all living beings are perfected. The mercy of the ten directions is the rain, and the benevolence and virtue of the six are the glow of the Xiaxie. Taiyue has not moved a bit, and Puen Guangji is not wantonly forgiven. Shenzhou is Yao Shunxin, and the world is the first to settle East Asia. Yunjing Village is brightly lit, and Huankangtai and Rongchao are bright. Zhongqing Houde is lacking, and the road is at the intersection of Jane.

The snow clouds are mirrored, and the spring light is harmonious. The fish and dragon water leaped widely, and the plum willow jelly woke up. On the way back at the beginning of the dynasty, the sound of the crane in the sky. Si Yi lost his demeanor, and he was bright and bright.

In five or eight years, Wugou Jiachen was at the beginning of Wuxu, and the spring flowers were drunk with spring flowers. Thousands of hanging lanterns dance dragon elephants, thousands of doors are colorful. The new post is a new symbol to say goodbye to the old year, and the golden tree and golden mirror shine on the silver bridge. The breeze and jade dew run the clear dawn, and the Su Ri Danxia condenses the Su Dynasty.

The scenery of the cloud mirror changes, and relatives and friends ask about it. Si Yi is ashamed and worried, and he is secretly worried about the lack of meat and fish. The old year is over last night, and the new year is beginning today. No wine and no dumplings, what can I do with my eyes closed.

The second day of the Lunar New Year is frosty, and the third watch moon is bright in the middle of the night. Sit and listen to the sound of the silver phoenix, and look at the Jade Dragon Valley from the window. Thousands of years of planting Yan Huang love, 10,000 years of the same root Yao Shun clan. A generation of hundreds of talents Qiaoyue River, eight directions and nine virtues are prosperous. After the frost pine and cypress, the dripping bamboo and plum are depressed. It is not only a new day without lack of poetry, and it is not easy to be self-chaste. I didn't feel that the white snow was stealing the silk, but I saw the red glow staining the eyes.

The wind is strong and can fly stones, and the horse is afraid of Jia flashing his tongue. Thousands of miles with Siyi, clearly said that the nature of the decision:

"Gentleness and respect, cooperation in the nine virtues;

Wenxing is faithful and spreads in the four religions. ”

The peach blossom source in the dream is mysterious, and the cloud mirror in the painting is new. Qingyun Su Daorong is truthful, and Bai Xue is highly affectionate and ancient. On the third day of the Lunar New Year, the red dog, the rat married his wife and stole Liujin. Silently pray for the incineration of the door god paper, and secretly pray for the obedience of the young year.

Taihong ridicules a lot, and everything is the only one. Do not envy the peach blossom source, the home is the most outstanding. Minglang Qin is a virtuous brother, and the cloud mirror is unique. The white head looks at the year, and the Dan heart is learned.

True love concludes a covenant in the past life, and the love is reborn after the rebirth. All families are matchmakers, and one day Brother Rong'an. Open the door to the first four auspicious, five roads to reach the gods. The moon is bright and thousands of households are laughing, and the spring is stationed in Sanyang to open Taiqing.

Yunjing is two childish children, and Hongzhiguo is tolerant. The chest is not ready, and the phoenix is loud. is not illiterate, and the young man is also a husband. Ten years of sharpening a sword, spring is in the distance.

Yanqing Kyushu Anwuxu, the fifth day of the Lunar New Year. Yan Yu Xiaolai builds a new nest, and the phoenix sings and the sun soars to the old country. The frightening window contains plum blossoms, and the side eye fence leaks grass colorlessly. Hetuluo books run the Central Plains, and the descendants of Yan and Huang are good at it. The God of Wealth descended on Dan Zhaoxuan, and the world sprouted New Year news. Wanyu clouds are covered with bright light, and thousands of forests are wrong to shine trillions.

Ma Xueruliu, Jia Huai chivalrous, and poor at the beginning.

The endowment is to the south, the poetry is facing the north, and ten thousand words are not as good as a glass of water.

Knowing everything, knowing everything, eager to learn and memorize.

Chongwen on the first day of junior high school, Xuanwu on the fifth day of junior high school, Yelang is not a koi.

Reading the river map in spring and studying Luo Shu in autumn are as extreme as ants.

Heaven and earth germinate, there is news in spring, and the most important thing is to know what to do.

Invade the morning cloud mirror and fly the snow, and the lamp is lit on the sixth day of the first month. Siyi is free in the fourth and third periods, thousands of miles of frost. Obedient to the elders of the parents' hall, ignorant chicks know yin and yang. Haiyan wants to fly to build the foundation, adhering to the Gongqing heaven and earth. Confucianism is benevolent and merciful, and the Shenggao Festival is in Huizhou. Feeling things to know new ideas, and the true spirit is in the past. There are thousands of roads in the book mountain, and the painting is silent. Moral articles Chongyao Shun, fame immortal Han and Tang Dynasties. Anbang Miao Ce Xi Shi Xue, through the country to seek help my hometown. Exhibit the subtle poems and open the words of Yuzhen Spectrum.

"Morality" is 5,000 words, and it is mysterious and mysterious. The exhibition is eternal, and the subtlety is clear. People say that poetry and wonderful paintings are inexhaustible, and I say that poetry is a painting environment.

The seventh day of the Central Plains is silent, and the cloud mirror is quiet and dreamy. Be cautious and follow sincerity in the end, and know that you must be straight. Yin and yang are full of weakness and softness, and heaven and earth are infinitely created. The emptiness is not different from the color of the five elements, and it is connected vertically and horizontally across the country of Kyushu. The heroic mountain is the foundation, and the people are loyal to Zongji. Pitch down for thousands of years but pray for the spirit, reduce the number of years old and self-reflection. Hongtu is waiting to unfold the sketch, and the ambition is to cultivate the wings. All the good will be pursued in the present day, and the sages will gather righteousness.

Maja genealogy, the legacy of the light. When it is not met, it is worried in the ravine. Heroes come from ancient times. There is no genius, and the grass is left.

On the eighth day of the Lunar New Year, Chunxu Kyushu Qiongluzi. What is the restraint of red tape, and the vast sigh is freed from loneliness. The breeze is thin in the morning and evening, and the universe is high and round and the moon is strange. The floating clouds are invisible and wonderful, and the wild air is intentionally moistened. The river swirls around the world, and youth is fleeting. Wave the smoke and get drunk in a thousand states, and open your eyes to the star Han Wancheng period.

Two children are enlightened, cherish their youth. Virtue is only a family treasure, and it is a national treasure. Gao Wen is embellished with emeralds, and Mao Xue covers Lin. The patriarch is seductive and talks wonderfully.

The rice balls are ripe, the ancient village will be cold and thin, and the lantern festival lights of the new house will be blazing. The clouds and sunshine are uncertain, and the lightning is uncertain, and it is difficult to distinguish between morning and dusk. Kunyue is humble about the Yellow River, and the song is full of ambitions. The east and west are sincere and sages, and the north and south are bright and virtuous. Climb high and look at 3,000 miles, and your heart will pass through seventy-two philosophers. The bright light and moon in front of the window spit silver, and the banquet is drunk and the snow flies at night.

There is no distinction between ancient and modern eyes, but there is a long and short tongue. The Tao is 100% true, how clear it is. Yesterday's Lantern Festival, no oil and no lights. This year's Lantern Festival, there are shoes on thin ice.

Sighing, hurriedly gathering and re-flowing, leisurely clouds, frost and snow. The old Lu year in the countryside is scarce, and the new record of the ugly pen "Thousand Autumn Years":

"New Year's Blessing,

The four seas are salty.

The Spring Festival is far away,

Qingming Wait.

Chang Gung Teng Ruiqi,

Minojuku is shining.

Lin Dang Puppet.

Today's cloud mirror is a double show.

Kamezuru Junliangyou.

The dragon and tiger are auspicious beasts.

Desperate to return the willows.

Smiling at Huang Ge Lao,

Standing on the right side of the Dan Pier.

The name is immortal,

Haoran cultivates the Tao and increases longevity. ”

The spring pond is warm, and a flock of wild ducks gathers, just a few days later.

Xiao listens to children's words, Rui Qi overflows, and his talent is invincible.

At this time, the spring breeze benefits the peach rain, and the autumn leaves send the apricot lotus. Su Ri Qingfeng hidden cultivation reading, warm and sunny Lan Ying Snow River. The wild color is secluded and strange stones, and the twilight glow ribbon is sparse and smoky. The elegant room invites the stars and the moon, and the Yaoqin waits for virtue. Sleepwalking silver waves suddenly hit the shore, waking up the white rainbow shadow in the sky. Bodhidharma crosses the north and south with a reed, and gets on and off the boat for thousands of years. Greedy and harsh, the hook and the snail horn are sharp, and Pinglu sits in the abyss of the laughing pool. The delphinium is surrounded by mud, and the warbler wears the flower cloud mirror.

A reed crosses the river, and the journey is reversed. One flower and five leaves, the fruit is self-contained.

Looking at the ancient and modern, the source of the good beauty of the mythical Shenzhou, the treasure mirror cloud mirror is beautiful. The sun and the moon shine together, and Xuanjuan is beautiful and natural. Advance and think carefully about what gains and losses, and finally return to the circle. The double cultivation of life is endless, and the cliff is thin and the ice is a ray of sky.

A painting begins to dry, from congenital to acquired.

Cloud mirror "sky line", Fu Xi did not say anything.