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)")
2. On the classic red poem 1, the Seven Laws Long March
Mao Zedong
The red army is not afraid of the expedition, and Qianshan is just idle.
Wuling makes waves, and Wumeng takes mud pills.
Jinsha River is warm in the clouds and cliffs, and Dadu Bridge is cold with the cross rail.
I am glad to see that Minshan Mountain is covered with snow and stretches for miles. Our soldiers crossed it and showed a bright smile.
Translation:
The Red Army is not afraid of all the difficulties and hardships on the Long March, and regards Qian Shan as ordinary.
In the eyes of the red army, the continuous five mountains are just the ups and downs of microwave waves, and the majestic Wumeng Mountain is just a mud pill.
The Jinsha River is full of turbid waves, patting the towering cliffs and steaming. The cross frame of the dangerous bridge on the Dadu River is shaking the iron rope hanging high in the air, and the chill bursts.
What is more gratifying is that when we set foot on the snowy Minshan Mountain, everyone was smiling after the Red Army crossed it.
2. Spring snow in Qinyuan
Modern: Mao Zedong
Look at what the northern countries have shown: a hundred miles of frozen Go; Thousands of miles of snow.
Behold! Within and without the Great Wall, the boundless land is clad in white. And up and down the Yellow River, all the endless waves are lost to sight.
The mountains are like dancing silver snakes, and the highlands are like advancing wax elephants, all trying to match the sky in height.
When the weather is fine, look at the sunny market. What a charming sight!
This land is so beautiful that countless heroes bow to their knees.
Unfortunately, Qin Shihuang, Han Wudi, literary talent is slightly inferior; Emperor Taizong, Song Taizu, slightly less civil servants.
Genghis Khan, the hero of the throne, only knows how to draw a bow and shoot arrows.
These characters are gone, a few heroes who can make contributions, look at today's people.
Translation:
Northland scenery, thousands of miles frozen, Wan Li snowflakes floating. Looking inside and outside the Great Wall, there is only boundless whiteness left; The Yellow River, which is wide up and down, suddenly lost its surging water potential.
Mountains are like flying silver pythons, and hills on the plateau are like many white elephants running. They all want to try to compare with God. On a sunny day, it's especially nice to see red sunshine and white ice and snow complement each other.
Jiangshan is so charming that countless heroes compete for beauty. Unfortunately, the literary talents of Qin Shihuang and Liang Wudi were slightly inferior; During the reign of Emperor Taizong, Song Taizu was a little less than Sandwich. Genghis Khan, the hero of my life, only knows how to shoot an eagle with a bow. These characters are all in the past. Counting the heroes who can make contributions depends on today's people.
3, a cut of plum, red lotus root, fragrant residual jade autumn.
Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao
Lotus root is fragrant, and jade is lingering in autumn. Gently untie Luo Shang and go to Lan alone. Who sent the brocade book, the word geese returned, and the moon was full of the West Building.
Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles. One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.
Translation:
The lotus flower is exhausted, the fragrance has disappeared, and the bamboo mat is as cold as jade, showing a strong autumn. Gently take off the silk skirt and lie on the bed alone. Looking up at the distant sky, where white clouds are rolling, who will send the brocade book? It's time for the geese to line up and return to the south line by line. The moonlight is bright and soaking, and the lonely pavilion in the west is full.
Flowers, wandering by themselves, water, wandering by themselves, a kind of parting acacia, affecting two leisure worries. Ah, it can't be ruled out that this lovesickness, this sadness, has just disappeared from the frowning brow and is faintly entangled in my heart.
4. At the meeting, Hua thanked Chun Hong.
Five Dynasties: 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. Naturally, people hate water when they grow up.
Translation:
The safflower in the forest has withered, and the flowers are blooming and falling. I'm really in a hurry to leave. Also very helpless. How can flowers endure the cold and rain day and 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.
5. Hongmei
Song: Wang
Don't be jealous of each other, peaches and plums are different.
It is still snowing and frosting, but it is not very red.
Translation:
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. The Long March, the Complete Works of Red Poetry-Mao Zedong Red Army is not afraid of expedition, and Qianshan has only leisure.
Wuling makes waves, and Wumeng takes mud pills. Jinsha River is warm in the clouds and cliffs, and Dadu Bridge is cold with the cross rail.
I am glad to see that Minshan Mountain is covered with snow and stretches for miles. Our soldiers crossed it and showed a bright smile. "Xijiang Moon Jinggangshan"-At the foot of Mao Zedong Mountain, banners are in sight, and drums and gongs are loud at the top of the mountain.
The enemy besieged thousands of people and I stopped. Already very strict barriers, more United.
Gunfire came from Huang Yangjie, reporting that the enemy had retreated. "Niannujiao Jinggangshan"-Mao Zedong stands towering, stretching for thousands of miles and flying in the southern sky.
What did you see when you returned to your hometown? There are many pavilions. On the Huang Yangjie in front of Wujing Monument, the car flew like a leap.
The mountains and rivers are picturesque and the ancient sea of clouds is green. In thirty-eight years, the world has changed, like a subverted paradise.
I still remember that in the bonfire at that time, it was like yesterday. Unique pride, the moon is full in the sky, and the wind and thunder are majestic.
When a chicken sings, all the strange smoke disappears. "Great River Song" —— Zhou Enlai's great river song "Turn East" to help the poor.
Ten years of broken walls, it is difficult to reward the sea and be a hero. Chun Qing-Zhu De in Taihang Mountain looks at Chunguang Town from afar. The sun is gloomy, and Taihang Mountain is lofty and dense.
Loyal to the liver and righteous, the Central Plains does not shed tears, and insists on the Northern Expedition. The new division was frightened by repeated wars, fought hard for three years and laid down his life.
Zhao Yan was never a hero, expelling Japanese children. "Spring and Snow in Qinyuan"-The scenery in the northern part of Mao Zedong is frozen for thousands of miles, and the snow is floating in Wan Li.
Looking inside and outside the Great Wall, I only feel embarrassed; When the river rises and falls, it loses momentum. The mountains are like dancing silver snakes, and the highlands are like advancing wax elephants, all trying to match the sky in height.
It must be sunny, wrapped in red makeup, especially enchanting. This land is so beautiful that countless heroes bow to their knees.
Cherish Qin Huang Hanwu, slightly lost literary talent; Tang Zong Song Zu, slightly less coquettish. Genghis Khan, the hero of the throne, only knows how to draw a bow and shoot arrows.
These characters are gone, a few heroes who can make contributions, look at today's people. "Walking in chains"-Liu Bojian walked in chains on the long street, stumbling one after another, and I was not ashamed of the city people vying for attention.
Walking in the street with chains, the city people were shocked by the sound of chains, and my heart was at peace. Walking in chains on the long street, the more ambitious you are and the more you fight as a prisoner, the workers and peasants will be liberated.
Yi Shi-Yang Chao is full of snow and sadness, so why should the revolution be afraid of decapitation? I left my son proudly and was avenged by the king of Chu for three years.
4. Ancient Poems about Red Classics: 1, "Qingpingle Liupanshan" The sky in Mao Zedong is high and the clouds are light, and you can see the geese in the south.
If you don't reach the Great Wall, you are not a hero, but you will fight for 20,000. At the top of Liupan Mountain, the red flag flutters in the west wind.
Holding a long tassel today, when is the black dragon? 2, "The Seven Laws Long March" Mao Zedong Red Army is not afraid of the expedition, and Wanshui Qian Shan is only idle.
Wuling Mountain is choppy, and Wumeng is walking in the mud ball. Jinsha River is warm in the clouds and cliffs, and Dadu Bridge is cold with the cross rail.
I am glad to see that Minshan Mountain is covered with snow and stretches for miles. Our soldiers crossed it and showed a bright smile. 3, "Xijiang Moon Jinggang Mountain" Mao Zedong Mountain is in sight, and the mountains are full of gongs and drums.
The enemy besieged thousands of people and I stopped. Already very strict barriers, more United.
There was a lot of gunfire in Huang Yangjie, and it was reported that the enemy had escaped at night.
When those red berries came in spring, how many ancient poems about colors did Qiu Lai send?
White feathers, floating in green water; The red soles of the feet stir the clear water.
Two orioles sing green willows, and a row of egrets go up to the sky.
The gentle spring breeze turns green again, but, moon in the sky, when can you take me home?
Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers.
I love the beauty on the east bank of the West Lake, and I can't get enough of it, especially the white sand embankment under the green poplar.
Red, orange, yellow, green, blue and purple, who is dancing with color training?
Everyone can see the face of spring, the spring breeze blows flowers open, thousands of purple, and the scene of spring is everywhere.
Jasper dressed as a tree, hanging down ten thousand green silk tapestries.
Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun.
Snow is too late for spring, and she wears the courtyard like flying flowers.
Jiangnan, the sound of green and red flowers, the waterside village in the foothills.
A sunset gradually sank into the river, half green and half green.
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.
Mei Huang Shi, every family was flooded by rain, and the pond was covered with green grass and frogs.
The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright!
The purple mist is illuminated by sunlight, and the waterfall hangs in front of the mountain.
The green hills on both sides are neck and neck, and a boat meets leisurely from the horizon.
Castle peak can't cover up, after all, it flows east.
When will the singing and dancing in the West Lake stop?
Wild trails and clouds are all black, and rivers and boats are bright. Looking at the red and wet place from a distance, the flowers in Jinguan City are heavy.
When you, my love, ride a bamboo horse. Trot around and throw green plums.
You must remember the best scenery in a year, which is in the late autumn and early winter of orange and green.
But this spring spring, after all, can't be caged. Look, there is a pink apricot sticking out of the wall.
Han Xiao poplars are light in smoke, and the branches of red apricots are full of spring.
A little bit of thick green, a little bit of red, don't need too much touching spring scenery.
The mountains cover the day and the Yellow River flows in.
Old friends frequently waved to me, bid farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower, and traveled to Yangzhou in this beautiful spring filled with catkins and flowers.
The children hurried after Huang Die, but they got into the cauliflower by mistake, but they couldn't find it.
Four yellow maiden flowers thrive on the road covered, and thousands of flowers bow and the branches are low.
Like a bird, she still flapped her wings and felt sorry for herself, leaving Beijing for more than ten years.
The Yellow River is getting farther and farther away, because it flows in the middle of the Yellow River, and Yumenguan is located on a lonely mountain.
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.
There is a glimmer of green in the old bottle and a hint of red in the quiet stove.
Green mountains are located on the north side of the city wall, and the sparkling water surrounds the east of the city.
The setting sun is far away, the weather is cold and the house is poor.
What a magnificent scenery Mount Tai is! Endless green spans Qilu and Qilu. ..
Looking at Dongting from a distance, there is a green snail in the silver plate.
Under the blue mountain, my boat and I meandered along the green water.
But which of them cried the most? , this Jiujiang officer. My blue sleeves are wet.
I advise you not to cherish noble Yi, and I advise you to cherish youth.
If she just turned her head and smiled, there were a hundred spells, and the powder and paint of six palaces disappeared without a trace.
White hair three thousands of feet, sorrow like a beard.
Bamboo is not relaxed at all, its roots are firmly embedded in the cracks in the rocks.
The water waves in the river, the white feathers of waterfowl, the green and red flowers on the mountain are in contrast, and you want to burn.
It is dark and windy at night. I am good at running away at night.
Grass and trees know that spring will come back soon, and all kinds of red and purple fight Fang Fei.
Teenagers only know how to play, but don't know how to study hard. When they are old, they regret why they didn't know how to study hard when they were young.
You know it should be green, fat, red and thin?
6. Poems about color in the Encyclopedia of Ancient Poetry: Blue and Red: The next day, the lotus leaves are infinitely blue, and the lotus flowers reflect the sun with a different kind of red and red: when those red berries come in spring, they glow in your southern branches. Huang: The yellow shirt flies to the white horse, and the brothel is under the sky. The sky is near the mountain and the sea is dry. I saw an oriole darting in the warm wind. A green water plant was reflected by the sun and flew eastward to shrike and swallow. The oriole met when weaving a girl. In April, the south wind turns yellow, and the jujube flowers don't fall into the shade. The north wind blows geese and snow one after another. The children scrambled to chase Huang Die and flew into the cauliflower, but there was nowhere to be found. An old friend stayed in the West Yellow Crane Tower, and fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March. The flowers in Huang Si's family are all exotic flowers and plants, and thousands of them are low. Poets know very well during the Spring Festival that the green willows are only yellow and half-staggered. The Yellow River, deep in the white clouds, is an isolated city in Wan Ren Mountain. Autumn wind rises in Bai Yunfei, plants turn yellow, and geese return to the south. Green: Spring is green, and Jiang Nanan is green. The ocean drained the golden river. White, yellow and green: two orioles sing green willows, and a row of egrets go up to the sky. White and green: the white stone beach is shallow, and the green is comparable to the handle. White and red: white stone comes out of Jingxi, and red leaves are sparse in cold. Black and gold: dark clouds crush the city and golden light shines on the sun. Purple: Horn rings all over the sky in autumn. There is a touch of red in the quiet stove, and the ribbon is easy to be thrown away and turned into cherry red and banana green. You know, it should be green, fat, red and thin, right Red and blue: red sleeves weave silk to praise persimmons, and green flags sell wine and pear blossoms.
7. Four complete poems about revolution, 1, Seven Long March 1935 10 month.
Modern wool
The red army is not afraid of the expedition, and Qianshan is just idle.
Wuling makes waves, and Wumeng takes mud pills.
Jinsha River is warm in the clouds and cliffs, and Dadu Bridge is cold with the cross rail.
I like the snow thousands of miles away from Minshan Mountain, and I will have a full face after the Three Armies.
Step 2 "Give it to friends"
Modern Zhu
North China has recovered Lai Qunxiong, and brave Sang Men is like the wind.
I am confident that I can retreat from Japan and the mountains and rivers are still red.
3. Youth inspirational poems
Modern week
The great river song turned to the east, and the dense group helped the poor.
Ten years of broken walls, it is difficult to reward the sea and be a hero.
4. Laugh at yourself, laugh at yourself, laugh at yourself.
Modern Luxun
What do you want to send, canopy? Dare not turn over, met.
A broken hat covers the downtown, and a leaky boat carries wine.
Fierce-browed, I coolly defy a thousand pointing fingers, Head-bowed, like a willing ox I serve the children.
Hiding in the small building into a unified, regardless of winter Xia Chunqiu.
5. "Yi Poetry"
Modern Xia Han Ming
It doesn't matter if you behead, as long as the doctrine is true.
Kill Xia and others.
6. Yi Shi
Modern Yang Chao
Snow is flying all over the sky, and sorrow is everywhere. Why is the revolution afraid of beheading?
Keep your son's arrogance and avenge the king of Chu three years later!
8. An ancient poem by Xin Qiji, a red-violet in the Song Dynasty, "Partridge in the sky, Goose Lake begins to get sick".
The pillow creek club is very cold. Break the clouds and collect the water at night. Red-violet snuggled up to each other like a drunk, and Bai Niao was speechless and worried.
This book is aggressive. Let's have a rest. A hill and a valley are also romantic. I don't know how weak my muscles are, but Chueh-hsin is too lazy to go upstairs.
Red Lotus by Shihong in Chiba in the Southern Song Dynasty
And Ling Bo socks, palms are exposed.
Still spend too little, Chiba reflects Zhu Lan.
Gao Song Boda's "Millennium, the shadow is ups and downs"
Shadow jitter fluctuates. Flashy architecture at dawn. Celebrate the forest and sign the blue dream. Green turtles have small leaves and red lotus cheeks are heavy. Outside the curtain, Xianyu came and flew for a long time.
Couples. □ The crane beads are vertical. The fragrance dispersed and Xiangyun embraced each other. Word of mouth sends Jin Niang's letter, and wine sends Ma Gu. Don't get drunk and plant flat peaches with you.
9. About Su Dongpo's ancient poem "Hongmei"
Every year, I believe in red berries,
The river hangs down and wants to open.
Take care of your feelings, Yiling,
Straight roots send spring.
Lou Yuchun Hongmei Author: Li Qingzhao
Red Crisp is willing to beat Qiongbao to pieces,
Explore the south branch to the end?
I don't know how long it has been borrowed.
But seeing that the package is infinite.
The Taoist priest languishes at the bottom of the spring window,
Bored, depressed, worried.
If you want to look down, come and have a rest,
It may not be that there was no wind in the Ming Dynasty.
Hong fan mei da cheng
Fog, rain and rouge shine on pine and bamboo, and the river is full of spring breeze.
The city is full of peaches and plums, and the lonely city is empty.
Interview with Miao Yu, Qi Hongmei and Cao Xueqin in A Dream of Red Mansions
The wine has not been opened, and the sentence has not been cut. Looking for spring and wax to Penglai.
Don't ask for the dew in the vase, just ask for the plum outside the threshold of Chang 'e.
After China's entry into WTO, the cold peach and red snow disappeared, and the dust cut Ziyun.
If you are a poet, you will cherish your thin shoulders, and your clothes will still be covered with Buddha moss.
A Dream of Red Mansions intones Cao Xueqin's Hua Zi.
Sparse branches are gorgeous flowers, and spring makeup is children's luxury.
There is no snow in the lounge, and there is a sunset in the running water.
The dream is cold with the red flute, and the fragrance is crimson.
The predecessor must be a Yaotai species, and the color difference is beyond doubt.
A Dream of Red Mansions sings Cao Xueqin's The Scarlet Letter.
Peach is not fragrant, apricot is not red, and cold has laughed at the east wind.
The soul flies to Yuling, the spring scenery is difficult to distinguish, and Luo Fu's dream is unclear.
The green calyx adds makeup to the torch, and the fairy helps the drunken cross the rainbow.
It looks like an ordinary color, and the shade comes from his ice and snow.
A Dream of Red Mansions intones Cao Xueqin's plum blossoms.
Bai Mei is lazy and eager to open his eyes first.
The frozen face is covered with blood, and the sour heart turns to dust without hatred.
Swallow Dan medicine by mistake, remove real bones, and steal Yaochi to take off old tires.
It is said that bees and butterflies are full of doubts.