Poetry describing red and black.

1. About Black Poetry

About Black Poetry 1. A poem about black.

1, the wild road is black.

the Tang Dynasty

Du Fu

Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night.

We can see dust and black smoke from the observation deck.

the Tang Dynasty

Cen Can

Song of farewell to Feng, the general of the Western Expedition.

3. Adopted son black and white shop

the Tang Dynasty

Du Fu

Yimou line

4, the night rain is dark.

the Tang Dynasty

Feng Yansi

Qin E in memory, the wind is falling.

In the faint moonlight, wild geese soar in the sky.

the Tang Dynasty

Lulun

Four songs under the plug

6. Dark clouds crushed the city and destroyed it.

the Tang Dynasty

Li he

Yanmen satrap

7, greasy spring powder black separation

the Tang Dynasty

Li he

Four new bamboo shoots in Changgu Beiyuan

8. One side is black and three sides are purple

the Tang Dynasty

Li he

Cold in the north

9. Flax and black fertilizer rushed to the north wind.

the Tang Dynasty

Li he

Wild song

10, when the moon black apes crow.

the Tang Dynasty

Wang Changling

elegant

1 1, gray temples and black fingers.

the Tang Dynasty

Bai Juyi

Charcoal seller

12, the waves cross the river and the black rain begins to fly.

the Tang Dynasty

Du Fu

Twelve songs to relieve boredom

13, grievances become dark clouds.

the Tang Dynasty

Changjian

Four songs under the plug

14, still black as paint.

the Tang Dynasty

Du Fu

northern expedition

15, Ke Yan has been hacked.

the Tang Dynasty

Du Fu

Peng yahang

16, scholars are bitter and black.

the Tang Dynasty

Du Fu

Twenty pieces of Qinzhou Miscellaneous Poems

17, the dark wind in Dongyin drives the sea.

the Tang Dynasty

Du Mu

A three-year trip to heavy rain was made by Kaiyuan Temple in Xuanzhou. 》

18, how many times did it invade the black?

the Tang Dynasty

Li Kuo

Miscellaneous Songs Ten Poems of Chang 'an Youth Travel Service

19, the Austrian god reflects the darkness.

the Tang Dynasty

Wang Wei

Send Minister Chao Jian back to Japan.

20. When the moon is dark, apes sing.

the Tang Dynasty

Wang Changling

elegant

2 1, grievances become dark clouds.

the Tang Dynasty

Changjian

Four songs under the plug

22. Fight against white spots and black spots.

the Tang Dynasty

wei yingwu

a poem on the stone drums

23. Shan Ping has slept at home.

the Tang Dynasty

Du Fu

Return at night

24. Tao turns black and jumps up.

the Tang Dynasty

Du Fu

Early onset

25. The waves are floating and the rice is dark.

the Tang Dynasty

Du Fu

Eight Poems of Qiu Xing

26. Qutang was dark at night.

the Tang Dynasty

Du Fu

alert

27. White and black are not too much.

the Tang Dynasty

Han Yu

lines

28, the morning light is not out of the curtain.

the Tang Dynasty

Yuan Zhen

Lianchanggong ci

29. White body with blackheads

the Tang Dynasty

Hanshan

330 poems

30. The wind blows dark clouds and rain.

the Tang Dynasty

Hanshan

330 poems

3 1, white body and black head

the Tang Dynasty

Hanshan

330 poems

32. The wind blows dark clouds and rain.

the Tang Dynasty

Hanshan

330 poems

My heart is as black as paint.

the Tang Dynasty

pick up

poetic sentiment

34. Heipusen in Shuixiangtang

the Tang Dynasty

Guan xiu

Two walls of shushan building in spring festival evening

35. Black, red, black and mystery

the Tang Dynasty

Yan Lü

Seven words

36. Do it yourself in the dark.

the Tang Dynasty

Yan Lü

Seven words

37, drunk stroke black beard Mishima dark

the Tang Dynasty

Yan Lü

Seven words

38, heaven and earth secretly; Before this case, it was impossible.

the Tang Dynasty

Wei Zhuang

ancient official title

39. You disappear beside a dark fortress.

the Tang Dynasty

Du Fu

Li Bai's Two Dreams (Ⅰ)

40. The tide of the lonely river joined the dark sky.

the Tang Dynasty

Richie

Goodbye, my friend Chen.

2. What poems describe "black"?

1, black people must be as black as paint, as if there were no other colors.

From: the black youth of Song Family Fourth Road.

Black should be like black paint, and no other colors can be seen.

2, the moon is dark and windy, and the fishing lamp is high, and a little firefly is lonely.

From: What I saw in a boat and a night book by Shen Xing in Qing Dynasty.

There is no moon in the night, only the lights on the fishing boat. Lonely lights glow like fireflies in the boundless darkness.

3. Dark clouds cover the mountains, while white rain jumps over the boat.

From: Book of Looking at the Lake on June 27th by Su Shi in Song Dynasty.

Dark clouds roll, like overturned inkstones, winding the distant mountains. After a while, some pearls suddenly appeared on my boat, which were oppressive raindrops.

Appreciation: The poet wrote a changeable situation very vividly. He is sitting on a boat. The boat had just rowed downstairs to Wanghu Lake, when suddenly I saw a dark cloud rising in the distance, just like spilling a pot of ink, and half of the sky was suddenly dark.

4, the wild path is black, and the river boat is bright.

Said by: Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night, Du Fu in Tang Dynasty.

Thick dark clouds covered the fields and paths; Small lights, flashing fishing boats on the river

Appreciation: These two sentences describe the beautiful scene on a rainy night. "Black" and "bright" set each other off into interest, which not only points out the thick clouds and rain, but also gives people a strong sense of beauty.

It suddenly turned into a red dragon flying, and the thunderstorm was black.

From: Lu You in the Song Dynasty, "It's a good thing to dawn near autumn on the Lotus Peak".

The staff is like a dragonfly, and the mountains are dark and thunderstorm.

Sogou Encyclopedia-Good Things Near Autumn Dawn of Lotus Peak

Sogou Encyclopedia-Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night

Sogou Encyclopedia-The Book of Wang Hu Building on June 27th.

Sogou encyclopedia-ship night book what you see

3. Are there any poems, sentences or articles describing "black"?

Black poetry

In an instant, the wind will set the color of clouds and ink, and the desert will turn dark in autumn. -Du Fu's "The Hut Was Blown by Autumn Wind"

Black hair doesn't know how to study hard early, and white hair regrets learning late. -Yan Zhenqing.

That night, the black geese flew very high, and Khan quietly escaped during the night. I was about to lead the light cavalry to catch up when the snow fell full of bows and knives. -Lu Lun's Next Song

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It's dark.

This is reality. Where there is light, there is no black, but where is light in the world? Where there is light, there is darkness. This is the reality. So I admire it. Although I yearn for the light, I don't want to be blinded by it, so I want to see the reality. I want to recognize the stains in the world by myself, and I want to be vigilant at all times.

It is changeable. It can be a foil. It has no light itself, because it highlights the brilliance of other things. With it, white appears whiter. With it, the light is brighter. Can also dominate. When there is no other color to stand out from its shoulders, it can stand alone and emit its own color, so I praise it. When others display their talents, I can be the night sky to set off their light. And when no one can support it

When it comes to the overall situation, I can be unique.

It is mature, capable, calm and calm, which naturally reminds people of wisdom, calmness and trust.

It's always deep. As steady as Mount Tai, eclectic, but black is still black.

It won't change its character. It is like a winding mountain. No matter how stormy it is, it is still a mountain. After the storm, it looks more elegant.

This is a precious symbol. Black pearls, black peonies and black roses are the best proof.

If there is anything wrong with black, it is black gauze. But this is a continuation of human nature and a manifestation of people's mourning.

So I admire it. Because I am a flesh and blood person, I don't want to forget what little humanity I have in the towering concrete forest and the indifferent city.

4. Who knows the poem about "black"

Tang-Caotang-Xu Jian Year: Tang Author: Caotang Title: Xu Jian Content: Antiquities, gods, snow scenes, shame, failed to dispel the fear of spring flow.

In the dark, I cry, and I lean on the ghost of an empty mountain. Fear of thunder at the bottom of the ravine, smell of wind and rain at the bedside.

Bullfighting doesn't have to be idle and upset. Year: Tang Author: Bai Juyi Title: Selling Charcoal Weng Content: Selling Charcoal Weng, chopping wood and burning charcoal in Nanshan.

His face was covered with dust, which was the color of smoke burning, his temples were gray, and his ten fingers were burnt black. What is the money for selling charcoal for? Buy clothes, buy food in your mouth.

Pity that he is wearing thin clothes, but he is worried that charcoal can't be sold, hoping it will be colder. At night, it snowed a foot thick outside the city. Early in the morning, the old man drove a charcoal wheel to the market.

Cows are tired and people are hungry, but the sun has risen very high. They are resting in the mud outside the south gate of the market. Who is that proud man riding on two horses? It was the eunuchs in the palace and eunuchs who did it.

The eunuch, with documents in his hand and the emperor's orders in his mouth, shouted at the petrified palace. It's a pity that a car full of charcoal, more than a thousand Jin, is driven by an official to a general.

Half a horse's red yarn is a silk, which is filled with charcoal to the cow's head.

5. What are the poems about "black" in China?

Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night (Du Fu)

Good rain knows the season, when spring comes.

Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.

The wild path is dark, and the river is bright.

Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy.

Sigh of Autumn Rain (Three Seconds) (Du Fu)

Successive rainy days, the four seas are barren, the same cloud.

There is no more argument about going to Malay cattle, and it is no good to distinguish muddy water from clear water.

The ears of grain are dark and have ears, but there is no news of the farmer.

In the city, rice for silk, I want to talk about Xu Ning.

Song of the fortress (3) (Lu Lun)

That night, the black geese flew very high, and Khan quietly escaped during the night.

I was about to lead the light cavalry to catch up when the snow fell full of bows and knives.