Describe a poem in multiple colors.

1, Qianliying sings green and reflects red, and Shuizhaishan fruit wine is the flag wind.

2, the wild path is dark, Jiang Zhouming. Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy.

3, a setting sun spread in the water, half of the river rustled and half of the river was red.

4. Two orioles sing green willows, and a row of egrets go up to the sky.

5, green bamboo hat, green hemp fiber, oblique wind and drizzle do not have to be returned.

6, Rizhao incense burner produces purple smoke.

This river is as red as fire at sunrise and as green as blue in spring.

Young poplars are lighter than others, and the branches of red apricots are full of spring —— Spring Jade House by Song and Song Qi

Sunset in the water, half river rustling and half river red —— Ode to Mujiang by Tang Juyi

Shadow across the water, fragrance floating in the dusk —— Xiao Mei in Lin Bu's Mountain Garden in Song Dynasty

It rains at home in Huangmei season, and frogs are everywhere in the grass pond —— Zhao Shixiu's You Yue in Song Dynasty

A good year to remember, especially when it is orange, yellow and green-a gift from Song Sushi

One Water Protects the Field, Two Mountains Row Green —— Wang Song Anshi's Mr. Yin Shuhu Wall

Looking at the green hills on both sides of the strait, sailing alone —— On Tang Libai's Tianmen Mountain

Castle Peak can't be covered, but it flows eastward after all —— Bodhisattva Man by Qi Ji of Song Xin. Book Jiangxi builds a wall. "

Outside the Castle Peak Building —— Song Lin Sheng

Green hills are here, and you can never get tired of seeing them. How can running water be interesting? -Tang Qian Qi's "Imperial Examination Dongchi Pavilion Banquet"

When you, my love, ride a bamboo horse, trot in circles and throw away your childhood-Don Li Bai.

The river floats, and the mountain looks like a hairpin-Tang Han.

When the sun rises, the flowers in the river are red, but when spring comes, the river is green and blue —— Tang Bai Juyi's memory of Jiangnan

If you wait, you will know the east wind, and it will always be spring-spring in Song Zhuxi.