A poem about the scarlet letter 1. A poem written in scarlet letters
Falling red is not a heartless thing, but turning into spring mud protects flowers more (Gong Zizhen's "Jihai Miscellaneous Work")
A garden can't be closed in spring, and an apricot leaves the wall (Ye Shaoweng's "The Garden is Worth a Visit")
Evening grass is scattered in the West Palace and Nangong, and red leaves are piled on the steps (Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow).
Mourning the six armies, they were all dressed in hemp and Dai Xiao, and they were angry as beauty (Wu Meicun's Yuan Yuanqu)
Today last year, in this door, people's faces and peach blossoms set each other off (Cui Hu's "South Village of Capital")
Tian Jie 323131335323635438+0343136353333E4B893E5b19E31333363356463 Lotus leaves are infinitely bright, with different colors.
Riding a princess and laughing in the world of mortals, no one knows that it is litchi (Du Mu's "Crossing Huaqing Palace")
Waiting for the east wind will always be spring (Zhu's spring day)
White feathers, floating in green water; The red soles of the feet stir the clear water. (Luo "Singing Goose")
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. (Bai Juyi's "Recalling Jiangnan")
Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers. (Du Mu's "Mountain Walk")
Jiangnan, the sound of green and red flowers, the waterside village in the foothills. (Du Mu's "Jiangnan Spring")
Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy. (Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night")
The red flag rolled half, and the reinforcements rushed to Xiao; The night frost is heavy and the drums are gloomy. (Li He's Wild Goose Gate Taishouxing)
In the evening, in front of the headquarters gate, heavy snow fell, the red flag froze, and the wind could not drag. (Cen Can's "Judge Wu Song of Bai Xuege returns to Beijing")
The desert is foggy, and the red flag is half rolled out of Yuanmen. (Wang Changling's "Joining the Army")
When those red berries come in spring, they flush on your southern branches. (Wang Wei's Acacia)
Don't splash water on the pole, lest you get red-violet's clothes wet. (Wang Wei's Lotus House)
Flowers and trees know that spring is about to pass, and they want to keep the pace of spring and pay more attention. (Han Yu's Late Spring)
On the main road of the city, pedestrians are constantly flowing, and the dust is blowing on their faces. People say that they have just seen flowers coming back from Xuandu. (Liu Yuxi's "Yuanhe was summoned to Beijing from Langzhou for ten years, and the play was given to Mr. Kanhua")
A sunset gradually sank into the river, half green and half green. (Bai Juyi's "Mu Jiang Yin")
There are only two red peonies left in front of the melancholy stage. I think all the flowers should be blown away when the wind blows tomorrow morning. At night, I pity these weak but red flowers and take a torch to see the peony. (Bai Juyi's Precious Peony)
After singing the farewell song, you untied another boat in the distance. There are green hills on both sides and red leaves on the mountains. The water is rushing eastward. (Xu Hun's "Xie Ting Farewell")
Jinyihong won the glory, invaded Xiao Chun and swam to the wild court. (Meng Bin in Gongzixing)
2. Poems written in scarlet letters
1, Jiang Nanchun
Author Du Mu, Tang Dynasty,
Jiangnan, the sound of green and red flowers, the waterside village in the foothills.
More than 480 ancient temples were left in the Southern Dynasties, and countless pagodas were shrouded in wind and rain.
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Thousands of miles south of the Yangtze River, everywhere is full of singing and dancing, pink and green, a scene full of spring. In villages near the water and battlements surrounded by mountains, there are wine flags fluttering in the wind everywhere. There are temples full of cigarettes, and pavilions stand in the misty rain.
2. Yanmen Taishouhang
Author Li He, Tang Dynasty
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. In autumn, the loud bugle sounded; The soldier's blood became dark in the night.
The red flag rolled half, and the reinforcements rushed to Xiao; The night frost is heavy and the drums are gloomy. I want to report to you on the golden platform, and I want to take Yulong to your death.
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Enemy soldiers rolled in like dark clouds, trying to destroy the city wall; Because our army is strict, the sun shines on the armor and the golden light flashes. In autumn, the loud bugles shake the earth; At night, the soldiers' blood clots turned purple. The red flag is half-rolled, and reinforcements rush to Xiao; The night is frosty and the drums are gloomy. Just to repay the king's kindness, he held a sword and died.
Step 3 go hiking
Author Du Mu, Tang Dynasty,
As far away as Hanshan, the stone path is oblique, and people are in Bai Yunsheng.
Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers.
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The stone path is crooked and oblique from the top of the mountain, and there are several families where the white clouds grow. I stopped the carriage only because I like the night view of Fenglin. Frosted maple leaves are better than bright February flowers.
4. At the meeting, Hua thanked Chun Hong.
Author 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. People naturally hate each other for a long time, and water flows east.
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The red flowers in the Woods have withered, so we left in a hurry. It is also helpless. How can flowers stand the cold rain in the morning and the cold wind at 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.
The title city is Nanzhuang.
Author Cui Hu, Tang Dynasty,
Last spring, in this door, the girl's face contrasted with the peach.
Today, I came here again. I don't know where the girl went. Only the peach blossoms are still there, smiling in full bloom in the spring breeze.
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Last winter, in this door, the girl's face set off a bright peach blossom. When I came here again today, the girl didn't know where she had gone. Only peach blossoms are still smiling and blooming in the spring breeze.
3. Ancient and modern poems written in scarlet letters
Children in China are full of curiosity, but they don't like red clothes and love the armed forces (Mao Zedong wrote an inscription for the women militia). Falling in love is not heartless, but turning into spring mud protects flowers more (Gong Zizhen's "Ji Hai Za Shi"). Spring flowers can't shut the garden, but an apricot leaves the wall. Evening grass is everywhere in the West Palace and the South Palace, and the steps are filled with red leaves that have not been cleaned (Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow) and wail for six times. Peach blossoms set each other off in red (Cui Hu wrote "South Village of Beijing"), the lotus leaves in the sky are infinitely blue, and the lotus flowers on the sun are different in red (Yang Wanli's "Send Lin Zifang to Jingci Temple, Chu Xiao").
(Luo "Goose Fu") At sunrise, the river is red as fire, and in spring, the river is green as blue. (Bai Juyi's "Remembering Jiangnan") Stop to sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February.
(Du Mu's Mountain Walk) Thousands of birds are green and red, and the water town is full of wine flags. (Du Mu's "Jiangnan Spring") Look at the red and wet place, Jinguan City is heavy.
(Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night") Half a roll of red flag is raining near the water, and the frost is heavy and cold. Until dusk, when the snow crushed our tent, our frozen red flag could not fly in the wind (Li He's "Wild Goose Gate").
(Cen Can's "Judge Bai Xuege of Wu Song returns to Beijing") The desert is dusty, and the red flag is half rolled out of Yuanmen. (Wang Changling, Join the Army) When those red berries come in spring, they flush on your southern branches? Don't splash water when you are busy, for fear of getting red-violet clothes wet.
The grass tree knows that spring is coming back, and all kinds of red and purple compete for Fang Fei. (Han Yu's Late Spring) The world of mortals has come, and everyone can't help looking back at the flowers.
(Liu Yuxi's "Yuanhe has been called to Beijing for ten years since Langzhou, and the play is given to the gentleman who looks at flowers") A round of sun setting is sprinkled in the water, half of the river is rustling and half of the river is red. (Bai Juyi's Ode to Mujiang) There are only two red peonies left in front of the stage.
I think all the flowers should be blown away when the wind blows tomorrow morning. At night, I pity these weak but red flowers and take a torch to see the peony. (Bai Juyi's "Precious Peony Flowers") Brother misinterpreted the boat, and the red leaves and green hills were in a hurry.
(Xu Hun's "Xie Ting Farewell") Jin Yi got rosy clouds and invaded Xiao Chun to swim to the wild court. (Meng Bin in A Journey to the Childe).
4. Poetry is the same ". The scarlet letter ".
Mountain travel.
Du Mu.
As far away as Hanshan, the stone path is oblique, and people are in Bai Yunsheng.
Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers.
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.
late spring
Han Yu
Grass and trees know that spring will come back soon, and all kinds of reds and purples compete for Fang Fei.
Even the fickle elm tree without beautiful colors is unwilling to be lonely, dancing with the wind and turning into snowflakes flying all over the sky.
Lakeside temple at dawn
Yang Wanli
It is the scenery of the West Lake in June, which is really different from other seasons.
Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun.
5. Poems written in scarlet letters
Falling red is not heartless, but turning into spring mud to protect flowers and pick mulberry seeds. After Ouyang Xiu's Fang Qun, the West Lake was fine, and there were red dust and clouds flying, and weeping willows dried. When all the tourists left, they began to feel the emptiness of spring and put down the curtains. Shuangyan returned from the drizzle and walked with Du Mu. Far away, someone is in Bai Yunsheng.
Stop and sit in the late maple forest, and the frost leaves are red in February. Gong Zizhen is far away from sorrow, and the whip points to the horizon. 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.
In late spring, every grass and tree of Han Yu knows that spring will come back soon, and all kinds of red and purple people are fighting for Fang Fei. Even the fickle elm tree without beautiful colors is unwilling to be lonely, dancing with the wind and turning into snowflakes flying all over the sky.
After all, the scenery of the West Lake in mid-June is different from that at four o'clock. Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun.
Bai Juyi in Mujiang River is covered by sunset, half river is rustling and half river is red. On the third night of September, the dew is like a pearl and the moon is like a bow.
Spring scenery in the south of the Yangtze River, thousands of miles of Du Mu singing green and reflecting red, water town mountain fruit wine flag wind. More than 480 ancient temples were left in the Southern Dynasties, and countless pagodas were shrouded in wind and rain.
Red bean Wang Wei When those red berries come in spring, they blush on your southern branches. People who want to miss them collect more, and Mix red beans have attracted people's attention.
This park is not worth visiting. Ye Shaoweng should pity the dog's teeth, but Chai Fei won't open for a long time. But this spring spring, after all, can't be caged. Look, there is a pink apricot sticking out of the wall.
In spring, Zhu Shengri looks for the waterfront, and the vast scene is new for a while. Everyone can see the face of spring, the spring breeze blows flowers open, thousands of purple, and the scene of spring is everywhere.
Du Fu of Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night knows the rainy season, which happens in spring. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.
The wild path is dark, and the river is bright. Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy.
Huang Xieqing's silkworm eggs must be taught to find four sleeps, and fresh branches must be bought when buying mulberry. Silkworms sleep in the old boudoir of Sanghong, and the night lights make cocoons.
Thrushcross Ouyang Xiu moves at will, and the flowers are red and purple. Only then did I understand that listening to the cry of the thrush locked in a golden cage is far less than singing leisurely in the forest.
Zhu Qingyu's bridal chamber stopped a red candle for Secretary Zhang on the eve of Jinshi and paid homage to his aunt last night. Make-up whispered to her husband, is thrush fashionable or not? Mutu, who travels in the mountains, is far away from Lengshan, and some people are in Bai Yunsheng.
Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers. On the lake, Xu Yuanjie blooms, mangroves sing, grass grows and egrets fly in Pinghu.
In warm and warm weather, people are in a good mood. Taking advantage of the afterglow of the sunset and accompanied by the sound of gongs and drums, people paddle boats to enjoy themselves. Wang Qi visited the small garden in the spring evening. She faded the makeup of plum powder and painted a new red begonia.
It's time for the tea tree to bloom, and a little thorn grows on the berry wall. In autumn, Liu Yuxi's poems are beautiful, and first frost comes at night. Several trees are dark red and light yellow. Try to go deep into the bone marrow on a tall building, as crazy as spring scenery. Goose praises robin king goose, goose, goose, and think about it.
White feathers, floating in green water; The red soles of the feet stir the clear water. In the Yuan Dynasty, Su Shi gave a banquet, the stars scattered in the moon, and the fairy wind blew off the incense of the imperial furnace.
Courtiers stood in Tong Ming Hall, a red cloud holding the Jade Emperor. The walls between houses will smell sweet, dreams are afraid of the cold in spring, and green covers cover the doors.
Knock down the Hosta, the red candle is cold, and the plan is to talk about Changshan. Shang Gao assistant minister Gao Chan, peach stones and dewdrops are in the sky, and red apricots are planted in the clouds beside the sun.
Born in Qiu Jiang, Furong didn't complain to the southeast. Clear spring and peach blossom seek peach garden to avoid Qin, and peach blossom is another spring.
If I live in the Peach Blossom Garden, I won't let the petals of peaches fall into the water and go out with the water, because I am afraid that fishermen will find holes with the water when they see peaches in the water! In late spring, every grass and tree of Han Yu knows that spring will come back soon, and all kinds of red and purple people are fighting for Fang Fei.
Even the fickle elm tree without beautiful colors is unwilling to be lonely, dancing with the wind and turning into snowflakes flying all over the sky. Wang Changling desert military service, dusty, faint, red flag half rolled out of Yuanmen.
The former army fought in Taohe River overnight, and it was reported that Tuguhun was captured alive. Fengle Pavilion Youchun Ouyang Xiu Mangroves are sloping with green hills, and the grass in the long suburbs is boundless.
Visitors, no matter how old they are, will walk to the front of the exhibition hall in spring. After all, the scenery of the West Lake in mid-June is different from that at four o'clock.
Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun. In autumn, the clear stream in Cheng Haoli flows through Bishantou, and the empty water is fresh in autumn.
Three miles away from the world of mortals, white clouds and red leaves are two long. On a cold night, Du Leike came to tea as wine, and the bamboo stove soup was boiling red.
As usual, there are plum blossoms in front of the window, and there are plum blossoms before the month. Bai Juyi's tears were not exhausted, and the temple sang until midnight.
Beauty is not old, has lost the elegance of the king, and sat on warm clothes until dawn. Song Bie often waited on Du Lingbei, a Yin-style tourist, and saw him off 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.
6. Ancient poems about the scarlet letter
"Autumn Mu Yanzhi" Li Shimin shines wild, and first frost is clear.
The first mirror of Chengbo Ice is in the square of chrysanthemum. The smog in Yue Ling is dark green, and the national flag is red.
I remembered the side of Ziquan and flew to the mansion. Thousands of boxes have been celebrated. Why not continue smoking?
"Flying Pavilion with Wine" Li Shimin's high gallery faces Zhu Bi, with cornices over the top. Carved flowers and scattered willows.
The shore chrysanthemum began to contain pistils, and the pears began to turn red. Don't worry about the darkness in Kunshan, it's also a tragedy.
Shousui Li Shimin Twilight Xiefang Hall, a magnificent palace. At the end of the year, winter snow and winter snow melt, and it seems that a warm spring breeze blows in the warm palace.
Huge red candles are lit and look like a bunch of flowers. * * * Spring Festival, send you all night.
"The distant mountains are clear and blue with fog". In Li Shimin, the residual clouds gather in green hills, and the evening mist is in the sky. All green, and half red.
Just like the first month, the wind is very strong. Also because of Sanli, the crown is far from the same.
7. scarlet letter poems
When the wind blows, it brings a pool of spring water. Wandering in the fragrant path of Yuanyang, stroking the almond core with your hand. (Qiao Jinmen Feng Yansi)
Heartbroken, tears are hard to collect, and acacia belongs to xiaohonglou. (Partridge Tian Xin Qiji)
Send a message full of beauty, be sure to pity the dead Chinese Pulsatilla. (Whitehead Liu Yin Yi Xi)
Tears ask flowers silently, and red flies over the swing. (Liang Zhu travels on land)
Because of all this, my heart is broken, and I am worried that my bright cheeks will fade. (Chang Ganxing Li Bai)
Caixiu diligently held the jade bell, but she was drunk for those years. (Taniyama Dao Ji)
Red crisp hands, yellow wine, mancheng spring willow. (Card Lu Feng you)
Flowers wither and red apricots are small. Swallows fly, green water people go around. (risking Hua Lian Su Shi)
The flowers this year are better than those last year. It's a pity that the flowers will be better next year. Who do you know? (Langtaosha Ouyang Xiu)
As soon as I rode on the smile of smoke and smoke, no one knew that the fresh fruit litchi was sent from the south.
The lotus leaf on the second day is infinitely blue, and the lotus flower on the second day is of different colors.
Poplar smoke is lighter than Han Xiao, and the branches of red apricots are full of spring.
Out of the water, there are many kinds of worries, and there is no language to complain about the east wind.
Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers.
There is a glimmer of green in the old bottle and a hint of red in the quiet stove.
At sunrise, the river is redder than fire, and in spring, the river is as green as blue. Can you not forget Jiangnan?
8. Poems written in scarlet letters
After picking mulberry seeds-Ouyang Xiu Fang Group West Lake is good, wolves are still red, birds are misty, weeping willows are withered. All the tourists have gone, the spring is empty and the curtains are down. It is drizzling in Shuang Yan. The mountain is hiking. Du Mu. There are people in Bai Yunsheng. Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February. Turn into spring mud to protect flowers. In late spring, Han Yu's flowers and trees all know that spring will come back soon, and all kinds of flowers and plants are in the pods. Huayang has no talent, but he can only solve the problem of heavy snow. After all, the scenery of the West Lake in June is different from that at four o'clock. The next day, the lotus leaves are infinite, and the colors of lotus flowers are different. Sunset spreads in the water of Mujiang River, half of which is rustling and half is red. On the third night in September, it is like a pearl moon. Mountain fruit wine flag wind. Four hundred and eighty halls in the Southern Dynasties are full of terraced fields and misty rain. Red beans, Wang Wei, when those red berries come in spring, they flush on your southern branches. Take them home for my sake as a symbol of our love. It's not worth visiting this park. Ye Shaoweng should pity his fangs, but Chai Fei won't open for a long time. Spring scenery can't be caged in the garden, and an apricot comes out of the wall. In spring, Zhu Shengri looks for the fragrant shore, and the vast scene is new for a while. It is easy to know that the east wind is full of flowers. Spring has come, it sneaked into the night with the wind, quietly nourishing everything. Wild trails and clouds are dark, and river boats are on fire alone. Look at the red and wet place, and the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy. To buy mulberries, you must teach silkworm eggs to sleep four times. When sleeping, the mulberry leaves are quiet and the lights are round in the middle of the night. The thrush Ouyang Xiu moves at will, and the mountain flowers are everywhere. The mountain is Du Mu. There are people in Bai Yunsheng. Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February. On the lake, Xu Yuanjie's mangroves are in full bloom and the grass grows and warblers fly. It's sunny and pleasant, and a few boats return at sunset. In the evening of spring, I visited the small garden in Wang Qi. Once I took off the makeup on plum powder and drew a new red begonia. I began to spend a lot of time in the tea garden. As crazy as spring? Goose Ode to Robin Wang Goose, Goose, Goose,. White hair floats with green water, and Anthurium stirs clear waves. In the Yuan Dynasty, Su Shi gave a banquet, the moon was thin and the stars scattered, and the fairy wind blew down the incense of the imperial furnace. Courtiers stood in Tong Ming Hall, a red cloud holding the Jade Emperor. On the wall of the official residence, Zheng will make a faint fragrance, dreaming that he is afraid of the cold in spring and covering the swallows with green doors. Red apricots are planted on the clouds. Furong was born in Qiu Jiang, but she didn't complain to the southeast. Clear Springs and Peach Blossoms Xie Fangde seeks peach gardens to avoid Qin, and peach blossoms are another spring. Flowers are dancing with the running water for fear that fishermen will come to visit. In late spring, Han Yu's flowers and trees all know that spring will come back soon, and all kinds of flowers compete for grass. Huayang's pod is not smart, but she can only solve the problem of heavy snow. When she joined the army, the dust in the desert of Wang Changling was dark and the red flag was half rolled. It is said that you captured Tuguhun alive. You have a spring outing in Fengle Pavilion. Ouyang xiu's mangroves and green hills are dying, and the grass in the long suburbs is boundless. Tourists, no matter how old they are, should step on the flowers in front of the pavilion in spring. After all, the scenery of the West Lake is different from the four o'clock in June when they saw Lin Zifang and Yang Wanli in Jingci Temple. The next day, the lotus leaves were infinitely bright, and the lotus flowers were of different colors. In autumn, the clear stream of Hao Cheng flows through the blue mountains, and the water is refreshing. It is separated from the red dust and white. The bamboo stove soup is boiling, and the fire is the beginning of red. As usual, the moon window, plum blossom is different. Bai Juyi, the palace poet, wept, and the temple sang before midnight. Beauty is broken before it is old, and you are sitting in a fumigation cage. Don't wait for Du Ling, a vagrant in Song Dynasty, to be sent to Hanchuan East. No matter where you go or where you live, it is a floating canopy. Autumn temples cream, aging face red. No lovesickness.