Poems about inheriting the red 1. Ancient poems about carrying forward the revolutionary spirit
After Wen Tianxiang's hard work in the Southern Song Dynasty, the war was sparse.
the mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is floating, and the life experience is ups and downs.
fear is said on the beach, and there is a sigh in the ocean.
since ancient times, no one has died, so take the heart of Dan to shine on the history.
Xia Wanchun
After three years' imprisonment, he is now crowned South again.
endless tears, who says the world is wide?
it is known that the spring road is near, but it is difficult to leave my hometown.
on the day of Yi Bo's return, the spirit flag is seen in the air.
That is to say, it's clear that Xia Wanchun
has no peace of mind when he recovers from Chu.
the majestic wind is clear and the setting sun is bright.
I will pay my family and country, and I will fight to the death!
Hu Jia has always hated it, and the moon is near the city.
Spring Hope Tang Du Fu
though a country be sundered, hills and rivers endure, and spring comes green again to trees and grasses.
where petals have been shed like tears, and lonely birds have sung their grief.
after the war-fires of three months, one message from home is worth a ton of gold.
I stroke my white hair. It has grown too thin, to hold the hairpins any more.
2. Remember the glorious history
1. Author of "Shuidiao Tou Re-entering Jinggangshan": Mao Zedong
After a long time, Chu was frivolous and re-entered Jinggangshan. Thousands of miles to find the old place, the old look has changed. Everywhere, there are singing and dancing, and there are more gurgling water, and the high road enters the clouds. After Huang Yangjie, you don't need to look at the danger.
the wind and thunder are moving, the flags are stirring, and people are dying. Thirty-eight years later, with a flick of a finger. You can spend nine days on the moon, you can catch turtles in five oceans, and you can laugh and sing. Nothing is difficult to the man who will try.
2, "Recalling Qin E Loushanguan" Author: Mao Zedong
The west wind is fierce, and the wild goose in the sky is called Frost Morning Moon. In the frosty morning, the horseshoe is broken and the horn is swallowed. Xiongguan Man Road is as iron as iron, but now it's a step from the beginning. From the beginning, Cangshan is like the sea and the setting sun is like blood.
3, "Xijiang Moon Jinggang Mountain" Author: Mao Zedong
The banner is in sight under the autumn mountain, and the drums and horns are heard on the top of the mountain. The enemy besieged thousands of people, so I stood still. Already strict barriers, more United. Guns were blaring in Huang Yangjie, reporting that the enemy was fleeing at night.
3. Ancient Poems about Red Classics
Ancient Poems about Red Classics: 1. "Qingpingle Liupan Mountain" The sky in Mao Zedong is high and the clouds are pale, looking at the flying geese in the south.
He who doesn't reach the Great Wall is not a true man, and he has only one stroke of 2,. On the peak of Liupan Mountain, the red flag is rolling in the west wind.
Today, when will black dragon be bound? 2, "Seven Laws Long March" Mao Zedong Red Army is not afraid of the expedition, and Wanshui Qian Shan is only idle.
The Wuling Mountains soar with huge waves, and Wumeng walks with mud balls. Jinsha water beats the clouds and cliffs warm, and Dadu Bridge is cold with the horizontal iron rope.
I like the snow thousands of miles away in Minshan Mountain, and the three armies are all blooming after that. 3, "Xijiang Yuejinggangshan" Mao Zedong mountain with a standard in sight, the hill drums and horns.
the enemy is besieged by thousands of people, so I will not move. Already strict barriers, more United.
guns were heard in Huang Yangjie, reporting that the enemy was fleeing at night.
4. About the classic red poem
1. The Seven Laws and the Long March
Mao Zedong
The Red Army is not afraid of the expedition, and Qian Shan is only idle.
The five ridges are winding with fine waves, and Wumeng is walking with mud balls.
Jinsha River is warm against the clouds and cliffs, while Dadu Bridge is cold against the cross bars.
I like the snow thousands of miles away in Minshan Mountain, and the three armies are all blooming after that.
Translation:
The Red Army is not afraid of all the difficulties and hardships on the long March, and regards all the waters in Qian Shan as very ordinary.
In the eyes of the Red Army, the endless Five Ridges are nothing more than ripples of microwaves, while the imposing Wumeng Mountain is nothing more than a mud pill.
the Jinsha river is full of turbid waves, beating 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's even more gratifying is that when we set foot on Minshan Mountain, which is covered with thousands of miles of snow, all the Red Army people were smiling after crossing it.
2. Spring and Snow in Qinyuan
Modern times: Mao Zedong
The scenery in the north is frozen for thousands of miles, and the snow drifts in Wan Li.
Looking at the inside and outside of the Great Wall, I am only boundless; When the river goes up and down, it loses momentum.
The mountain dancing silver snake, originally a wax elephant, wants to compete with God.
it must be sunny, and it is particularly enchanting to see the red clothes wrapped in plain clothes.
There are so many beauties in the country that countless heroes compete and bend their backs.
I cherish Qin Huang's martial arts, but I lose my literary talent; Tang Zong Song Zu, slightly less coquettish.
a generation of tianjiao, Genghis Khan, only knows how to shoot big eagles with a bow.
the past is gone, and counting romantic figures depends on the present.
Translation:
The scenery in the north is frozen for thousands of miles, and snowflakes float for thousands of miles. Looking inside and outside the Great Wall, there is only boundless whiteness left; Up and down the broad Yellow River, suddenly lost the surging water potential.
The mountains are like silvery white pythons flying, and the hills on the plateau are like many white elephants running. They all want to try to compete with God. When it is sunny, it is especially beautiful to see the red sunshine and the white snow and ice complement each other.
Jiangshan is so charming that countless heroes fall in love with each other. It's a pity that Qin Shihuang and Emperor Wudi were slightly inferior to literary talents; Emperor Taizong, Song Taizu, a little less than sandwiches. Genghis Khan, the hero of my life, only knows how to draw a bow and shoot a big eagle. All these characters have passed. Counting the heroes who can make contributions depends on people today.
3, a prune, red lotus root, fragrant residual jade and autumn
Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao
Red lotus root, fragrant residual jade and autumn. Lightly untie Luo Shang and go to Lanzhou alone. Who sent the brocade book in the cloud, when the word goose came back, the moon was full of the west building.
flowers drift and water flows. One kind of acacia, two places of leisure. There is nothing that can be done to eliminate this situation, only to frown, but to mind.
Translation:
The lotus is worn out, the fragrance is gone, and it is as cold as a jade bamboo mat, revealing a deep cool autumn. Gently take off the silk skirt and lie on the bed alone. Looking up at the distant sky, where the white clouds roll, who will send the brocade book? It's time for the geese to line up in the word "people" and return to the south line by line. The moonlight is bright and soaking people, and it is full of this lonely pavilion in the west.
flowers drift by themselves, while water drifts by themselves. A kind of parting acacia, which affects two leisure worries. Ah, what can't be ruled out is that this lovesickness, this sadness, has just disappeared from the frowning brow and is faintly entangled in my heart.
4. Meet Huan Lin Hua Xie Chunhong
Five Dynasties: Li Yu
Lin Hua Xie Chunhong, in a hurry. Helpless, the cold rain comes in the morning and the wind comes in the evening.
rouge tears, stay drunk, when heavy. Naturally, people grow up and hate water.
Translation:
The red flowers in the Woods have withered, and it's only been a while since the flowers began to bloom. It's really a hurry to go. It's helpless, too. How can the flowers stand the devastation of the cold and rain day and night?
The red flowers falling everywhere are drenched by rain, like rouge on a beauty's cheeks flowing with tears. Flowers and flower lovers are attached to each other, and when will they meet again? There are always too many resentful things in life, just like the river that died in the east, which never stops and never ends.
5, Hongmei
Song Dynasty: Wang Shipeng
Don't be jealous of peaches and plums, but their attitudes are different.
it's still snowy and frosty, but it's not very red.
Translation:
Don't be jealous of me, Prunus mume, because the flowers of Prunus mume and Prunus mume are originally different.
Prunus mume has experienced a snowstorm, and there are still traces of snow on her body. It still doesn't admit that its color is very red.
5. Poems about Red
Red Bean Wang Wei
when those red berries come in springtime, flushing on your southland branches.
take home an armful, for my sake, as a symbol of our love.
Bai Juyi, the palace poet
Tears are exhausted, and the temple sings before midnight.
the beauty is broken before she is old, and she leans back in the fumigation cage and sits in the light.
Cheng Hao in autumn
The clear stream flows over 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 Xie-qing, a word from Changshui Bamboo Branch
Silkworm eggs must be taught to sleep for four hours, and fresh branches must be bought when buying mulberry.
Silkworms sleep in the old red boudoir, and the night lights make cocoons.
Zhu Qingyu, on the eve of government examinations to secretary zhang
Last night, a red candle was stopped in the bridal chamber to pay homage to my aunt and uncle.
after putting on makeup, ask my husband in a low voice, is it fashionable to thrush?
Gong Zizhen, Yi Hai's miscellaneous poem
Far away from sorrow, the day is slanting, and the whip refers to the end of the world.
falling red is not a heartless thing, but turning into spring mud will protect the flowers.
Don't wait on Yin Shi in Song Dynasty.
Visitors Du Lingbei saw off Hanchuan East.
no matter where you go or live, it's a floating canopy.
in autumn, the temples are white with frost, and the declining face leans on wine red.
don't be homesick, birds are singing and the night wind is noisy.
6. Poems related to red
1. Song Li Gou's "Sad Autumn Night"
As you get older, you are worried and busy, and it hurts even more when it is cold.
a few minutes of red leaves turn yellow, and a moment of dawn turns into sunset.
spring water should come to the sea, and Komatsu's life is forbidden to frost.
if the fairy Weng is driven away from the pot, it depends on how long the years are.
2. Tang Liu concurrently wrote "Begonia Flower"
It is slightly reddish and not deep, and it is like longing for love. Smoke is lighter than Guo's song,
dew is heavier than Nagato's tears. The embroidered curtain on the low side is easy to fold, but the hidden butterfly is hard to find.
the night is more affectionate, and the fragrance under the moon is accompanied by drunken songs.
3. Song Shen Wei's "Bodhisattva Man, Falling Flowers with Less Shade"
The falling flowers with less shade, the competing branches of green plums are small. Red rain and smoke, pedestrians across the river.
all the good flowers have passed, and the ground is full of grass. The setting sun wakes up drunk and asks, there is no such cold in a spring.
4. Song Wang Shipeng's Red Plum
The peaches and plums are not jealous of each other, but their attitudes are different.
it's still snowy and frosty, but it's not very red.
5. Song Yan Shu's
The trail is red and sparse, and the fragrant suburbs are green. The trees on the high platform are overcast. The spring breeze does not lift the ban, and it is misty and chaotic.
Tibetan warblers with green leaves, and swallows are separated by bamboo curtains. The incense of the stove is still spinning. When I woke up from a sad dream, the setting sun wrote the unique posture and personality of Hongmei according to Wang Shipeng's poem
Hongmei
. The poet persuaded "peaches and plums are not jealous of each other" in the tone of Hongmei, which means that peaches and plums should not be jealous of my Hongmei. What are peaches and plums jealous of Hongmei? The poet then said that "talents are different", which is an answer to the previous sentence, and persuaded peaches and plums not to be jealous, because the flowering patterns of red plum and peaches and plums are different. "There is still snow and frost, but it is not very red." In the previous sentence, the word "still" is used to write the present situation of Hongmei after experiencing frost, thus pointing out the humble quality of Hongmei. Because from winter, Hong Mei still has traces of fighting with frost and snow, so although it is a Hong Mei, it refuses to be "very red".
7. What are the poems about red
1. "Nanjia Peach" Tang Yuanzhen
Nanjia Peach Tree is dark red, and it can't be seen in the sunshine.
small trees are easy to be blown by strong winds, and the wind blows all over the wall overnight.
when you leave people, you have to say goodbye, and you sigh at the moment.
wait until the flowers are full next year, and give me an empty memory every year.
2. Don't wash red. Tang Lihe
Don't wash red. Wash more red than light.
I met you yesterday at Yinqiao.
Feng Hou returns early, so don't make an arrow on the string.
3, "Xie Renhui Dan Yao" Tang Qiji
After seeing the bait, I was surprised to meet.
the skin is red, and the moustache is dark and shiny.
whoever handed down the fairy cave, the pine house was tempered by itself.
I often feel that my bones and hairs are light.
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The small garden is still crimson, and it once humiliated me to carry no wine on my head.
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Spring Luo is lightly dyed with vinegar red, and the king's board is wrinkled into a skirt.
I can't help myself when my head is heavy and drunk, but my muscles are still fragrant.
the old man is a flower-planter, and he is stunned by the guests.
8. About the ancient red poem
1, The Red Peony In the Tang Dynasty, Wang Wei was
green and bright, leisurely and quiet, and his red dress was shallow and deep.
the flower heart is broken, and the spring scenery is intimate.
Translation: The green leaves of the red peony are quietly spreading, and the colors of the red peony are rare and dark. In the face of withering, peony is heartbroken. Do you know what peony thinks?
2, "Red Plum" Wang Shipeng in Song Dynasty
The peaches and plums are not jealous of each other, and their looks are different.
it's still snowy and frosty, but it's not very red.
Don't be jealous of me, Prunus mume. Prunus mume and Prunus mume bloom differently. Hongmei has experienced a snowstorm, and there are traces of snow on her body. It still doesn't admit that its color is very red.
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it's raining in the middle of the night on the plane tree leaves, and the sound of the leaves is parting.
I keep a residual lamp alone. It is almost burnt out. It is getting cold at first, and autumn air fills the tapestry and the silver screen. In the third watch, the rain drops on the phoenix tree, and every leaf makes a sound, which is a sad sound of parting.
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the wine in the west building is covered with snow, and the spring shirt in Nanyuan is breezy.
Translation: Poems were inscribed all over the fragrant patterned red paper, and most of the poems were sent to 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, her spring shirt fluttered like a breeze.
5, "Fisherman's Harvesting the Dragon Rod Falling in the Bright Red" In Qing Dynasty, Nalan Xingde
Harvesting the Dragon Rod Falling in the Bright Red, and Qiu Qiuning cut the 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, the fisherman leisurely, listening to the melody of piccolo, was blown into the depths of the reed flower swing by the autumn wind.
9. Short sentences that inherit the red spirit
Be kind to people, have aura in doing things, have spirit in work, have vigor in communication, have popularity in business, be domineering in decision-making, have ethos in teams and have heroism in employing people.
singing is flying, and youth is imagining. Fly your dreams and surpass yourself.
Integrity comes from faith; Honesty comes from spirit.
keep in mind the lofty mission and strive to be a model of firm ideals and beliefs; Master excellent skills and strive to be an example of business operation; Actively participate in practice and strive to be a model of innovation and entrepreneurship.
optimism wins new hopes, while pessimism loses good times. Work diligently, be sincere, and be kind to others.
the value of life can only be reflected by our own actions, and we must never use the light of the sun to illuminate ourselves like the moon.
People always don't want to stand opposite to the hearts of the public, but prefer to be easy-going with the public.
Strive with confidence and practice with knowledge: Strive with perseverance and struggle with endurance; innovate in challenges and reap fruits in actions; break through others and surpass yourself; Carry forward the well wind and make China brilliant.
face the past with the least regret, and face the present with the least waste.
jade can be broken but not changed.