Red and green ancient poems 1. Poems about red and green
Flowers and trees know that spring is about to pass, and they want to keep the pace of spring and pay more attention.
2. Falling red is not heartless. Turning into spring mud will protect flowers.
Spring is always waiting for the east wind.
At sunrise, flowers in the river are better than fire, and in spring, the river is as green as blue.
5. All love can't be caged, and an apricot is out of the wall.
6. The next day, the lotus leaves are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers are of different colors.
7. Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February.
8. A sunset is spreading in the water, half of the river is rustling and half of the river is red.
9. Poplar smoke is lighter than Han Xiao, and the branches of red apricots are full of spring.
1. Liu Yong and Zhang Zhi
Jasper dressed up as a tree,
Ten thousand green silk threads hang down.
I don't know who to cut,
The spring breeze in February is like scissors.
Fengle Pavilion Youchun Ouyang Xiu
Mangroves and green hills are dying,
The grass in the long suburbs is green and endless.
Tourists, whether they are old people in spring or not,
Step on the flowers in front of the pavilion.
Wang Anshi anchored in Guazhou.
A water room in Guazhou, Jingkou,
Zhongshan is separated by only a few mountains.
There is green Jiang Nanan in the spring breeze,
When will the bright moon shine on me?
Yi Jiangnan Bai Juyi
Jiangnan is good,
The scenery used to be familiar.
At sunrise, the red flowers in the river win the fire.
In spring, the river is as green as blue.
Can you not remember Jiangnan?
Jiangnanchun
Thousands of warblers sing green and reflect red,
Flag wind of Shuicunshan fruit wine.
480 temples in the Southern Dynasties,
How many towers of smoke and rain
2. Who wrote many poems about green in ancient times?
Liu Yong and Zhang Zhi
Jasper dressed up as a tree,
Ten thousand green silk threads hang down.
I don't know who to cut,
The spring breeze in February is like scissors.
Fengle Pavilion Youchun Ouyang Xiu
Mangroves and green hills are dying,
The grass in the long suburbs is green and endless.
Tourists, whether they are old people in spring or not,
Step on the flowers in front of the pavilion.
Wang Anshi anchored in Guazhou.
A water room in Guazhou, Jingkou,
Zhongshan is separated by only a few mountains.
There is green Jiang Nanan in the spring breeze,
When will the bright moon shine on me?
Yi Jiangnan Bai Juyi
Jiangnan is good,
The scenery used to be familiar.
At sunrise, the red flowers in the river win the fire.
In spring, the river is as green as blue.
Can you not remember Jiangnan?
Jiangnanchun
Thousands of warblers sing green and reflect red,
Flag wind of Shuicunshan fruit wine.
480 temples in the Southern Dynasties,
How many towers of smoke and rain
Tang Du Mu's poem "Disappointment": "It's natural to look for the Spring Festival Evening School, so there's no need to be disappointed." The wind is crimson and the green leaves are full of branches. "
Wang Jiangnan Liyu
Idle dreams are far away, and flowers bloom in the south.
On the boat, the strings of the river are floating, and the city is flying and rolling.
Kill the flower watcher!
Yu Meiren Li Yu
The wind returned to the small courtyard,
Liu Yanchun continued.
After half a day's silence,
The sound of the bamboo crescent moon is still like that of the past.
Before the song ends,
Initial melting of pool ice.
Candles are bright and fragrant, and paintings are deep.
The temple is full of frost and snow, which is hard to remember.
Farewell to Wang Wei
Seeing friends off in the mountains, Chai Men is half hidden at sunset.
Spring grass is green every year, but what about you, my friend Prince? ?
Tijunshan Tang Yongtao
Xiangshan reflects to the sky, clear water and green mountains, a set of sky.
Maybe Xiang Jun came to wash, and Junshan looked at the mirror face to face.
After Summer Rain —— The Theme of Green Holland
The monk's house is cool and the bamboo trees are new, and the first rain is welcome.
The breeze suddenly blew the lotus leaf, and mercury spilled from the sapphire plate.
A Letter to Han Chuo, Yangzhou Magistrate Tang Du Mu
Castle peak is vaguely green water thousands of miles away, and the vegetation in the south of the Yangtze River has not withered in autumn.
Where does the Jade Man teach oral sex at Bridge 24 on a moonlit night?
Two orioles sing green willows, and a row of egrets go up to the sky. An old man in the bank, wearing a green bamboo hat raincoat and a green raincoat, braved the wind and rain and fished leisurely. He was fascinated by the beautiful spring scenery and didn't even go home in the rain. Populus davidiana is lighter in smoke, and the branches of red apricots are full of spring-it rains at home in the Song and Song Dynasties, and frogs croak everywhere in the grass pond-Song and the moon protect the fields and two mountains send green flowers-Song and Wang Anshi, Shu Lake, Mr. Yin, have green hills on both sides of the wall, and sail alone-Tang and Li Bai look up to the sky. The book Building a Wall in Jiangxi —— Song Lin Sheng
3. Poems containing the word "red and green" in ancient poetry.
Dreamed of the south bank
Tang Bai Juyi
Jiangnan is good,
The scenery used to be familiar.
At sunrise, the red flowers in the river win the fire.
This river is as green as blue in spring.
Can you not remember Jiangnan?
Zhi Jiangnan
( 1)
Shuixiushan has a clear eyebrow and a long distance, so when you come back, you must lean on the small pavilion window. Jiang Nanyu was puzzled by the spring breeze, and he found a guest to taste it in Xiaoyu Lane.
(2)
It is said that Jiangnan is a wine country, and pedestrians on the road want to be heartbroken. Who knows that Jiangnan is not drunk, laughing at the spring breeze.
jiangnan good
The scenery in Jiangnan is very beautiful, and the picturesque scenery has long been familiar.
At sunrise, the river is as red as fire.
This river is as green as blue in spring.
How can we make people not miss Jiangnan?
This is a poem by Bai Juyi, a great poet in the Tang Dynasty, praising Jiangnan.
Du Mu, a poet in the late Tang Dynasty, described the beauty of Jiangnan like this:
More than 480 ancient temples were left in the Southern Dynasties, and countless pagodas were shrouded in wind and rain.
Later generations also have many poems praising Jiangnan. For example, Wei Zhuang wrote about his feelings about Jiangnan:
Everyone says that Jiangnan is good, and tourists can only grow old if they join Jiangnan.
The spring water is greener than the sky, so tourists can sleep on the boat listening to the rain.
People are like the moon, and the snow freezes their wrists.
Don't go home when the light is not fading. It must be extremely sad to go home.
Huangfusong, a poetess, described Jiangnan for us from a female perspective:
Dreaming of plum ripe day in Jiangnan,
At night, the boat played its flute and it rained.
At the People's Postal Bridge.
How good is Jiangnan?
There is a story to illustrate: When Chen Bozhi fled from Liangbei in the Northern and Southern Dynasties, his good friend Qiu Chi wrote to persuade him, and wrote:
In late spring and March, the grass grows in the south of the Yangtze River and warblers fly. This sentence triggered homesickness and finally returned to Liang.
Jiangnan lane
The green fog in the river is cool, and the sky is red and rugged.
Water, wind, clouds, old bamboo and bamboo rafters are picturesque.
Perch has a thousand heads of wine, and the wine lies in Nanshan Green.
Wu Bianyue's song is not finished, and the cold jade sticks to the river.
It's easier said than done. It's easier said than done.