New Year’s Day
Amid the boom of firecrackers a year has come to an end,
And the spring wind has wafted warm breath to the wine.
While the rising sun shines over each and every household,
People would put up new peachwood charm for the old.
Wang Anshi
On A Cold New Year’s Eve
I tell those who roam, to make light of cold.
Spring wind will soon come, eastwards as foretold.
Yu Qian