Ancient poems about time

Ten years of life and death are two boundless. -Su Shi's "Twenty Dreams in the First Month of Jiang"

Last spring, in this door, the girl's face contrasted with the peach. -Cui Hu's "South Village Title"

The long grass is so lush that the withered grass will thicken the color of the grass every autumn and winter. -Bai Juyi's Farewell to Ancient Grass

The roar of firecrackers, the old year has passed; The warm spring breeze ushered in the New Year, and people happily drank the newly brewed Tu Su wine. -Wang Anshi's January Day

Cold food in Ming dynasty is another spring. —— Gu Taiqing's "Planting Begonia in Linjiang the Day Before Qingming Festival"

Lonely, ask the boundless earth, who is in charge of ups and downs? I took a hundred couples on a trip to reminisce about the past years. -Mao Zedong's "Qinyuanchun Changsha"

After ten years' hard work, I have grinded out a sword. The edge of the sword flashes in cold light, but I haven't tried its sharpness. -Jia Dao's the legendary swordsman

There are many talented people all over the country, and their poems and popularity will last for hundreds of years. -Zhao Yi's On Five Poems (Part Two)

... night gives way to the ocean of the sun, and the old year melts in freshness. -Wang Wan's berth at the foot of Beibao Mountain.

I advise you not to cherish noble Yi, and I advise you to cherish youth. -Du Qiuniang's "Witch"

A new song and a glass of wine, the weather was old last year. -Yan Shu's "Huanxisha, a new word and a glass of wine"