On the Poems Containing Red 1 Red poetry
Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun. (Yang Wanli, "Chu Xiao Jingci Temple sends Lin Zifang")
Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy. (Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night")
White feathers, floating in green water; The red soles of the feet stir the clear water. (Luo "Singing Goose")
When spring comes, the sun rises from the river, the flowers on the river are brighter than red, and the green river is greener than the blue grass. (Bai Juyi's "Recalling Jiangnan")
Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers. (Du Mu's "Mountain Walk")
Jiangnan, the sound of green and red flowers, the waterside village in the foothills. (Du Mu's "Jiangnan Spring")
Everyone can see the face of spring, the spring breeze blows flowers open, thousands of purple, and the scene of spring is everywhere. (Zhu's Spring Day)
But this spring spring, after all, can't be caged. Look, there is a pink apricot sticking out of the wall. (Ye Shaoweng's "Garden without Value")
Peach blossoms have no owner, and lovely deep red loves light red. (Du Fu's "Looking for Flowers Alone by the River")
A sunset gradually sank into the river, half green and half green. (Bai Juyi's "Mu Jiang Yin")
2. Poems written in scarlet letters
1, Jiang Nanchun
Author Du Mu, Tang Dynasty,
Jiangnan, the sound of green and red flowers, the waterside village in the foothills.
More than 480 ancient temples were left in the Southern Dynasties, and countless pagodas were shrouded in wind and rain.
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Thousands of miles south of the Yangtze River, everywhere is full of singing and dancing, pink and green, a scene full of spring. In villages near the water and battlements surrounded by mountains, there are wine flags fluttering in the wind everywhere. There are temples full of cigarettes, and pavilions stand in the misty rain.
2. Yanmen Taishouhang
Author Li He, Tang Dynasty
Enemy soldiers rolled in like dark clouds in an attempt to tear down the city wall; Our army was ready, and the sun shone on the armor, glittering with gold. In autumn, the loud bugle sounded; The soldier's blood became dark in the night.
The red flag rolled half, and the reinforcements rushed to Xiao; The night frost is heavy and the drums are gloomy. I want to report to you on the golden platform, and I want to take Yulong to your death.
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Enemy soldiers rolled in like dark clouds, trying to destroy the city wall; Because our army is strict, the sun shines on the armor and the golden light flashes. In autumn, the loud bugles shake the earth; At night, the soldiers' blood coagulated into dark purple. The red flag is half-rolled, and reinforcements rush to Xiao; The night is frosty and the drums are gloomy. Just to repay the king's kindness, he held a sword and died.
Step 3 go hiking
Author Du Mu, Tang Dynasty,
As far away as Hanshan, the stone path is oblique, and people are in Bai Yunsheng.
Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers.
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The stone path is crooked and oblique from the top of the mountain, and there are several families where the white clouds grow. I stopped the carriage only because I like the night view of Fenglin. Frosted maple leaves are better than bright February flowers.
4. At the meeting, Hua thanked Chun Hong.
Author Li Yu
Hua Lin thanked Chunhong and left in a hurry. Helpless, cold rain comes early and wind comes late.
Cochineal tears, stay drunk, when heavy. People naturally hate each other for a long time, and water flows east.
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The red flowers in the Woods have withered, so we left in a hurry. It is also helpless. How can flowers stand the cold rain in the morning and the cold wind at night? Red flowers falling everywhere are wet by rain, like rouge on the cheeks of a tearful beauty.
Flowers and people who love flowers are congenial. When can we meet again? There are always too many resentments in life, just like the river that died in the east, which never stops and never ends.
The title city is Nanzhuang.
Author Cui Hu, Tang Dynasty,
Last spring, in this door, the girl's face contrasted with the peach.
Today, I came here again. I don't know where the girl went. Only the peach blossoms are still there, smiling in full bloom in the spring breeze.
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Last winter, in this door, the girl's face set off a bright peach blossom. When I came here again today, the girl didn't know where she had gone. Only peach blossoms are still smiling and blooming in the spring breeze.
3. Poems in red (with author and poem title)
The next day, the lotus leaf is infinitely blue, and the lotus flower reflects differently in the sun. (Yang Wanli's "Morning Send Lin Zifang from Jingci Temple") Look at the red and wet place, and the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy. (Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night") White hair floats with green water, and Anthurium stirs clear waves. (Luo "Singing Goose") Jianghua is red at sunrise, and the river is blue in spring. (Bai Juyi's "Recalling Jiangnan") The water town is full of wine flags. (Du Mu's "Jiangnan Spring") You can easily recognize the east wind, and all kinds of flowers are always in spring. (Zhu's "Spring Day") Spring scenery can't close the garden, and an apricot comes out of the wall. (Ye Shaoweng's "Not Worth Visiting the Garden") Peach blossoms are in full bloom, and lovely crimson loves light red. (Du Fu's "Looking for Flowers in Dujiang") A ghosting image.
4. Red Poetry
Children in China are full of curiosity, but they don't like red clothes and love the armed forces (Mao Zedong wrote an inscription for the women militia). Falling in love is not heartless, but turning into spring mud protects flowers more (Gong Zizhen's "Ji Hai Za Shi"). Spring flowers can't shut the garden, but an apricot leaves the wall. Evening grass is everywhere in the West Palace and the South Palace, and the steps are filled with red leaves that have not been cleaned (Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow) and wail for six times. Peach blossoms set each other off in red (Cui Hu wrote "South Village of Beijing"), the lotus leaves in the sky are infinitely blue, and the lotus flowers on the sun are different in red (Yang Wanli's "Send Lin Zifang to Jingci Temple, Chu Xiao").
(Luo "Goose Fu") At sunrise, the river is red as fire, and in spring, the river is green as blue. (Bai Juyi's "Remembering Jiangnan") Stop to sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February.
(Du Mu's Mountain Walk) Thousands of birds are green and red, and the water town is full of wine flags. (Du Mu's "Jiangnan Spring") Look at the red and wet place, Jinguan City is heavy.
(Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night") Half a roll of red flag is raining near the water, and the frost is heavy and cold. Until dusk, when the snow crushed our tent, our frozen red flag could not fly in the wind (Li He's "Wild Goose Gate").
(Cen Can's "Judge Bai Xuege of Wu Song returns to Beijing") The desert is dusty, and the red flag is half rolled out of Yuanmen. (Wang Changling, Join the Army) When those red berries come in spring, they flush on your southern branches? Don't splash water when you are busy, for fear of getting red-violet clothes wet.
The grass tree knows that spring is coming back, and all kinds of red and purple compete for Fang Fei. (Han Yu's Late Spring) The world of mortals has come, and everyone can't help looking back at the flowers.
(Liu Yuxi's "Yuanhe has been called to Beijing for ten years since Langzhou, and the play is given to the gentleman who looks at flowers") A round of sun setting is sprinkled in the water, half of the river is rustling and half of the river is red. (Bai Juyi's Ode to Mujiang) There are only two red peonies left in front of the stage.
I think all the flowers should be blown away when the wind blows tomorrow morning. At night, I pity these weak but red flowers and take a torch to see the peony. (Bai Juyi's "Precious Peony Flowers") Brother misinterpreted the boat, and the red leaves and green hills were in a hurry.
(Xu Hun's "Xie Ting Farewell") Jin Yi got rosy clouds and invaded Xiao Chun to swim to the wild court. (Meng Bin in A Journey to the Childe).
5. What are the red poems?
"Red Wild Rose" returns to laurel sand for spring, and the rose color is more energetic.
Although the face looks beautiful with a smile, it is covered with thorns. "Two Rhymes of Red Banana" Fang Yue's flowers and plants are mixed with the past, who can solve the fragrant snow morning?
Red lotus is as fat as a flame, and the green and exquisite volume is too spring. Chemical industry intends to pity mountains and rivers, and I have no poetry to cry about.
When Qusheng is warm and ripe, it is rainy and sunny, and birds sing their lips. "Red parrot meets mountain road" Bai Juyi Annan entered the red parrot as far away as peach blossom.
This is the case with the article. When did you get out of the cage? "A bottle of five red and two white lotus" is Yang Wanli's jade bottle of red and white lotus, and the rhyme of red lotus is definitely white lotus. An empty den is not without autumn heat, but it costs money to break it.
"Huaiyang red peony falls into a bottle and sighs." In Yang Wanli's eyes, Wei Yao was in a hurry, and only Huaiyang made the bottom red. Du Yu woke up with a sound, but he taught me to blame the east wind.
Autumn rain falls on the red bridge in Chen Weisong, and the lost souls recall the lost souls. Wonderful song and dance, it is not the soft slave who decides the Thai slave.
The west wind ancient road, people are old for 20 years. The desert is far away, and the autumn rain passes through the red Banqiao.
"Cousin Fang's father sent Li Zi the name of Caotang Red. If you want to be red, use my Yutang Red Bar. "Liu Kezhuang suddenly had a ruler to designate a lane, and there was no way to serve the right. As for Jin Lizhi's sentence, I don't remember the golden lotus candle endorsement.
I envy those colorful old works, but I didn't really lower the original yuan. Next year, we will eat twice as much, share equally, and kill Zixi and Houcun.
Yang Wanli and Zhu Mo put dust in their eyes. This spring has passed. Cabbage can visit each other, which is more pleasing to Nanning.
Guan Xiu of Two Redstones in Huai Wuyi often thinks of Redstones and lives alone in Jiao Shan. Orangutan language outside the window, beautiful inside the furnace.
Frankincense drops, and the ground shows many peaks. I once met a strange man who said that the clouds hate too far away.
What do you want after the cruise? You sing high and sit on the green rock. Burn and invade ginger taro pit, monk and water cloud robe.
The bamboo sheath is short, and the pine branches are steady in hunting arrows. Make it clear when you meet, and break the peach.
"Enjoy red and white peaches with Bixiang wine because of the river view" Chen Jie Jiangguang Wanqing Bixiang wine, red and white peaches spring. Not drinking is like chest thunder. If you want to wear it, you will be ashamed of it.
The words are shallow and dry, and the deceased is so deep day and night. Thanks to the windy day in Jiangting. It's a pity that I have to travel.