Red poetry

1. Poems describing red or words about "red"

1, why light blue and deep red (photo by Song Liqing, Zhegutian)

2, the wind falls crimson (Tang Du Mu's "Sighing Flowers")

4. The back of the house is all red (Song Loujian, "Xie Panduan Shu Hui Hong Mei")

5, the more red the spirit after the rain (Liu Yuan Zhong Bing "Linjiang Xianbegonia")

6, tears dew peach heavy (Don Li Jue "Jiuquan")

7, dewdrops dyed scarlet (tour "Spring Garden Miscellaneous Fu")

8, a few red leaves on the yellow leaves (Gou "Autumn Night Leaving Sorrow")

9, a bit of red leaves and yellow leaves (if "Autumn Night Leaving Sorrow")

10, washing red is more than light (Tang Lihe's "Hugh Washing Red")

1 1, Feng Jiang (Tang Du Mu, Painful Poem)

12, Dynamic Cuining Red Update (Tang, Chunyu)

13, less crimson (Lei's "Two quatrains")

14, light reddish but not deep (Liu Tangjian, Begonia)

15, reddish, not deep (Liu Jianjian, Begonia flower)

16, the wind falls crimson (Shun Sun, Jian)

17, Nanjia Peach Blossom (Nanjia Peach by Tang Yuanzhen)

18, Pu Yuyuan is also a red coffin (Song Lin Jizhong's "Spring Suburb")

19, wandering favorite Zhen Hong (Song Shu Yue Xiang, "Zheng Tong Zhongfu Cai Tongdie")

20, the imperial concubine wine Qin Hong (Zhong Ming "Rose")

2 1, poet Mo Jingjiang (Song, "Red Plum in Piling Jianfu Temple")

22, a pair of pliers, such as red (Song Jia Sidao's "Two Oil Paper Lamps")

23, landing residual red did not fade (Yan "smell cicada")

24. The spring radish is lightly stained with vinegar red (Song Yang Wanli's "Two Kinds of Peony on Yongji West Road, Fan Head")

25, safflower is easy to be disabled (Song Shizhi's "Self-assertion")

26, the skin is red (Qi Tang has "Xie Dan Medicine")

27. Abolish the religion of peerless crimson (Tang Cuilu's "Mountain Lotus")

28. The small garden is still blushing (Song Chenzao's "Send Eight Poems to Cui Shou in Yingzhou")

29, the peach blossom is red and deep (Fu "Li Hua")

30. The more you wash, the redder you become (Song Pan Gemin's "The Redder You Wash")

3 1, wash more red and reduce (Ming Jing Bian Bian, "Hugh Wash Red (Two Songs)")

32, the wind falls deep red (Li Mingzhen's "Playing the piano under the moon (20 songs)")

2. What are the poems about red? Wang Wei misses those red berries blooming on your southern branches when spring comes.

Li Shangyin has no title across the spring wine. While it warms me up, I'll show you how to gamble. There, we roll dice in groups under the light of crimson lamps.

Bai Juyi sang a sunset glow in the river, half of which rustled and half was red.

Bai Juyi played the pipa, and Wuling youth danced extravagantly, with numerous HongLing songs. Sometimes in the middle of the night, she dreams of her victory and is awakened from her dream by her hot tears. Li Shangyin's "Spring Rain" has two red mansions to meet the cold, covered by rain, and a pearl screen lamp shakes my lonely way home.

Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow The West Palace and the South Palace are littered with evening grass, and the steps are piled with red leaves that are not swept. Wang Wei went to see those brightly colored trees. He didn't think about the distance in Taoyuan or the people in Qingxi.

Li Bai gave up the importance of hats and chariots in a letter to Meng Haoran, "Beauty is unlucky", and you chose pine trees and clouds; Now whitehead.

Li Bai embarked on a long journey, because of all this, my heart was broken, and I was worried that my bright cheeks would fade.

3. About Wang Wei's ancient red poem 1 Red Peony in Tang Dynasty

The green leaves of red peony are quietly unfolding, and the color of red peony is bright and deep.

In the face of withering, peony is sad from it. Can you understand peony's thoughts?

The green leaves of red peony are spreading quietly, and the color of red peony is unusually deep. In the face of withering, peony hurts. Do you know what peony thinks?

2. Hongmei, Shi Peng, Wang Song.

Don't be jealous of each other, peaches and plums are different.

It is still snowing and frosting, but it is not very red.

Peach and plum, don't be jealous of me. Hongmei and Taoli bloom differently. Hongmei experienced a snowstorm and had traces of snow on her body. It still doesn't admit that its color is red.

3, "Partridge, a little residual red in the end" Zhou Zizhi in the Song Dynasty.

When a little residual red is about to run out. The screen is full of cool autumn air.

It was raining on the plane leaves in the middle of the night, and the leaves were leaving.

I kept a residual lamp alone. It almost burned out. It's getting cold, the autumn wind fills the screen, and it rains in the middle of the night. Every leaf and sound is a sad cry of parting.

4. "Partridge Sky, Title Broken Fragrance and Little Red" was written in Song Dynasty.

The title breaks the fragrance, and the poem meets the old.

Snow hangs on the wine noodles in the west building, and the spring shirt in Nanyuan is cool.

The fragrant and patterned red paper is full of poems, most of which are for an old lover. I only remember that when the West Building advised her to drink, she hung down like snow, and when Nanyuan sang and danced, the spring shirt fluttered like a breeze.

5, "Fisherman, but the nylon pole is red" Qing Nalan Xingde.

Autumn wind is not as good as autumn wind to cut hibiscus.

At sunset, the fisherman put away his fishing rod and prepared to go home. Even the autumn wind is gentle and refuses to let the lotus wither. The misty water, leisurely fishermen, listening to the melody of piccolo, were blown into the depths of the reed swing by the autumn wind.

4. Red bean poem Wang Wei

Red bean shrubs grow in the south and produce many branches in spring.

People who want to miss them collect more, and Mix red beans have attracted people's attention.

Gong Ci Bai Juyi

Tears are exhausted, and dreams are not realized. Before midnight, the temple sang.

Beauty is not old, has lost the elegance of the king, and sat on warm clothes until dawn.

Qiuyue Hao Cheng

The Qingxi River crosses Bishantou, and the empty water is clear and fresh in autumn.

Three miles away from the world of mortals, white clouds and red leaves are two long.

Huang Xieqing, a poet with long bamboo branches.

Silkworm eggs must be taught to find four sleeps, and mulberries must buy fresh branches.

Silkworms sleep in the old boudoir of Sanghong, and the night lights make cocoons.

On the eve of the government examination, I wrote to the secretary Zhang Zhuyu.

Last night, the candles in the bridal chamber were lit all night, waiting for dawn to worship the parents-in-law.

Make-up whispered to her husband, is thrush fashionable or not?

Yi Hai's Miscellaneous Poems Gong Zizhen

The vast sadness of parting extends to the setting sun, away from Beijing, riding a whip to the east, feeling that people are on earth.

I quit my job and go home, just like a flower falling from a branch, but this is not a heartless thing. It can be turned into the soil of spring and can also play a role in nurturing the next generation.

Don't serve Yin Shi in Song Dynasty.

Tourists Du Lingbei, seeing off guests in Hanchuan East.

No matter where you go or live, you are a floating tent.

Autumn temples contain frost and white, and the declining face leans on wine red.

Don't miss home, birds sing in the night wind.

5. Poem about red: Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February.

Tang Du Mu's "Mountain Walk"

I stopped the car because I like to enjoy the night view of Fenglin. Frosted maple leaves are even hotter than flowers in February.

[Appreciation] This poem is about autumn scenery seen in the mountains, and the last two sentences are particularly beautiful. Therefore, Huang Sheng's "Don't Find Gold in Tang Poetry" says that "there is a picture in the poem" and it is a "travel map of autumn mountains". The word "sit" in the poem is interpreted as solving, not sitting down. "Frost leaves are redder than February flowers" has been praised as a "true sentence" by predecessors, because it fulfilled the previous meaning and showed us a maple forest in autumn. You see, under the autumn sun, the maple leaves are about to drip, and the layers of forest are all dyed, which is more beautiful than the spring flowers in February! Through this piece of red, people see that autumn has the charm of spring. Can you not feel relaxed and happy and linger?

Far from Hanshan, there are people in Bai Yunsheng. Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers.