Please help me translate Qian's poems in Qing Dynasty! The one about New Year's Day.

Qian Qian B.

One-year-old wine worships the court, except for the younger son's clothes to comfort the screen.

Serve the mother's heart, eat meat, occupy years, and prefer to dream of fish.

Fishing curtains want to welcome the new nest, and Yan Di inkstone also sparse old books

I have nothing to do with my neighbor's chicken and millet.

Poetic: I was drinking a New Year's wine in the courtyard, and my young son led me through the street corner to comfort my seclusion. Waiting on the mother can also be gratifying to have meat for dinner; What is more joyful in divination years is to see fish in dreams. The fishing curtain will welcome the new swallow to nest, and wash the inkstone aside, too lazy to write a book. I had a free time with my neighbors, and nothing annoying came to my house.

It is about the poet's seclusion and leisure life.