Know what, know what, it should be green, fat, red and thin! (Li Qingzhao's dream)
A red dew fragrance, Wushan sex heartbroken (Li Bai's "Qingpingdiao")
The next day, the lotus leaves are infinitely blue, and the colors of sunlight reflected by lotus flowers are different (Yang Wanli's "Seeing Xiaomu in Jingci Temple")
Steal a pear core and borrow a plum blossom soul (A Dream of Red Mansions, Lin Daiyu's Bai Hai Tang Fu)
In spring, the green wax is still rolling, and the red makeup stays up all night (A Dream of Red Mansions, Jia Baoyu's Hongyi Kuaiqing)
Dark clouds crush the city, and light dissipates the sun (Li He's "Wild Goose Gate")
The wild path is dark, and the river is bright. Xiao Jian is red and wet, and the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy (Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night")
Have you ever seen that the strands of hair in the mirror of the shelf are still silky black in the morning and turn into snow at night (Li Bai's "Into the Wine")
Red crisp hands, Huang Teng wine, and spring willows in the city (Lu You's Hairpin Phoenix)
I don't know where people are, but the green waves still flow eastward (Yan Shu's Qing Ping Le)
When the sun rises, the flowers in the river are better than the fire. When spring comes, the river is as green as blue (Bai Juyi's Memory of Jiangnan)
Two orioles sing green willows and a row of egrets soar into the sky (Du Fu's quatrains)
White, the birds in the river and the blue flowers in the mountains are burning (Du Fu's quatrains)
Thousands of miles of warblers sing green and red, and the water town is full of wine flags (Du Mu's "Jiang Nanchun quatrains"
I love the lack of eastward tour of the lake and the white sand embankment under the shadow of Populus davidiana (Bai Juyi's Spring Tour in Qiantang)
Populus davidiana is lighter than Han Xiao, and the branches of red apricots are full of spring (Magnolia by Song Qi)
The old bottle is new green, and the quiet stove is fried red (Bai Juyi's A Suggestion for Liu)
Bai Fuxin, a disciple of Li Yuan, and eunuchs in her pepper yard. (Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow)
Purple smoke from Rizhao incense burner, waterfall hanging in front of Sichuan (Li Bai's "Looking at Lushan Waterfall")
The fire shines on the heavens and the earth, and the red star is in the purple smoke (Li Bai's Qiu Ge)
You must remember the best scenery in a year, which is in the late autumn and early winter of orange and green. (Su Shi's Winter Scene)