An ancient poem about red.

Falling red is not a heartless thing, but turning into spring mud protects flowers more. -Qing Gong Zizhen

The next day, the lotus leaf is infinitely blue, and the next day, the lotus leaf is infinitely red. -Don Yang Wanli

Spring can't be caged in the garden, but an almond can't get out of the wall. -Don Ye Shaoweng.

A sunset spread in the water, half a river rustled and half a river was red. -Don Bai Juyi