A poem about yellow color

1 the yellow shirt flies to the white horse, and it is under the brothel every day.

2 The mountain is near by day, and oceans drain the golden river.

3 I watch a yellow oriole dart in the warm air, and a green water-plant reflected by the sun.

4 flying east to shrike and flying west to swallow, Huang Gu met when she was weaving a girl.

in April, the south wind turned yellow, and the jujube flowers did not fall.

It's daytime in Huang Yun for 6 thousand miles, and the north wind blows geese and snow in succession.

7 children hurried after Huang Die, flying into cauliflower and nowhere to be found.

8 An old friend left the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March.

9 Huang Siniang's family is full of flowers, and thousands of flowers are low.

1 The poet's scenery is clear in the Spring Festival, and the green willows are yellow and half uneven.