Poems in red (with author and title)

The next day, the lotus leaf is infinitely blue, and the next day, the lotus leaf is infinitely red.

Look at that red and wet place, and the flowers weigh heavily on Jinguan City. (Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night")

White hair floating green water, red palm clear waves.

At sunrise, the river is redder than fire, and in spring, the river is as green as blue.

Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February. (Du Mu's "Mountain Walk")

Thousands of miles away, Ti Ying is green and red, the water town is full of mountains, fruits and wine flags. (Du Mu's "Jiangnan Spring")

Waiting for the east wind will always be spring. (Zhu's Spring Day)

Spring can't close the garden, an almond goes out of the wall. (Ye Shaoweng's "Garden Duty")

A cluster of peach blossoms has no owner, and lovely crimson loves light red. (Du Fu's "Looking for Flowers Alone by the River")

A sunset spread in the water, half a river rustled and half a river was red.