Poetry about red.

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. In the army, Wang Changling was dizzy in the desert, and the red flag 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.

2. What are the poems with the word "red"? 1, the lotus leaf is infinitely blue the next day, and the color of the lotus flower is different the next day. (Yang Wanli, "Chu Xiao Jingci Temple sends Lin Zifang")

2, wait for the east wind, colorful is always spring. (Zhu's Spring Day)

3, a hundred tones follow the heart, and the mountain flowers are red and purple. (Ouyang Xiu's "Thrushcross Birds")

4. Mangroves and green hills are dying, and the grass in the long suburbs is endless. (Ouyang Xiu's "Fengle Pavilion Youchun")

5, flying flowers shine on both sides of the boat, and the wind of the baili fish embankment blows for a long time. (Chen Xiang Zhong)

"Other poems with scarlet letters are as follows"

1, the palaces in the west and south are scattered with evening grass, and the steps are piled with red leaves that are not swept. (Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow)

2, the beauty is broken before she is old, and she is sitting on the fumigation cage. (Bai Juyi's Gong Ci)

3, a setting sun spread in the water, half of the river rustled and half of the river was red. (Bai Juyi's "Mu Jiang Yin")

Until dusk, the snow overwhelmed our tent and our frozen red flag could not fly in the wind. (Cen Can's "Farewell to Tian Shuji, Wu Guixiang, Snow Song")

5, the wind will set the flowers deep, and there is a red pile of snow outside the curtain. The wine column sings jade and honors the sky, and the blue cylinder is dark and bright. (Li Qingzhao's "Good Things Near")

3. What are the red poems? Lotus leaves are infinitely bright, and lotus flowers reflect the sun in a different color. (Yang Wanli, Chu Xiao, Jingci Temple, Pai Lin Zifang)

Waiting for the east wind will always be spring. (Zhu, Spring Day)

All sounds follow the heart, and the red and purple trees are high and low. (Ouyang Xiu thrush)

Mangroves and green hills are dying, and the grass in the long suburbs is boundless. (Ouyang Xiu Fengle Pavilion Youchun)

Flying flowers on both sides of the strait, red boats, and a hundred miles of fish embankment wind for half a day. (Middle section of Chenxiangyi Road)

I believe that the tea girl is in the spring breeze, and Qingyang Garden swings. (Ye Shaoweng Tian Jia San Yong (I))

Among the green trees in the mountains, the short walls are half exposed to pomegranate red. (Dai Fugu Mountain Village)

Populus davidiana is lighter than Han Xiao, and the branches of red apricots are full of spring (Song Qi Magnolia)

When the flute sounded, no one was seen, and the red flag went straight to the Tianshan snow. (Chen Yu joined the army)

Thousands of miles of Ti Ying are green and red, and the water town is full of wine flags. (Du Mu Jiang Nanchun)

It is a lonely place, whose tea depends on the bottom of the river. (Du Ling Daozhong)

The night market is full of lights, and there are many people drinking tea in high buildings. (Wang Jian sees Yangzhou at night)

Wu Shan is in sight, and the towers are green and red. (Wang Yuanliang Huzhou Qu)

Beauty is dying, and the cold light turns to sink. (Guaranteed-it's hard to go)

The palaces in the west and south are scattered with evening grass, and the steps are piled with red leaves that are not swept. (Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow)

Beauty is broken before she is old, leaning against the fumigation cage and sitting on the ground in the Ming Dynasty. (Bai Juyi's Gong Ci)

A sunset spread in the water, half a river rustled and half a river was red. (Bai Juyi, Mu Jiangyin)

Until dusk, when the snow collapsed our tent, our frozen red flag could not fly in the wind. (Cen Can's song "Snow White Farewells Tian Shuji Wu to Go Home")

The wind will set the flowers deep, and there is a pile of red snow outside the curtain. The bar sings jade and respects the sky, and the blue jar is dark and bright. (Li Qingzhao, a good thing)

No one blooms peach blossoms, and lovely deep red loves light red. (Du Fu, riverside, looking for flowers alone)

Three feet of tears were red, and I was ecstatic when I tied the knot. The soul dreams of smoke and water, and still does not sleep when waking up. (Feng Yansi Ying Tianchang)

In August, Huang Die, two by two, hovered in the grass of our West Garden. Because of all this, my heart was broken, and I was worried that my bright cheeks would fade. (Li Bai Chang Ganxing)

When those red berries come in spring, they flush on your southern branches. (Wang Wei Xiangsi)

4. What are the red poems? 1. Falling red is not heartless, but turning into spring mud will protect the flowers. -Qing Gong Zizhen's "Ji Hai Miscellaneous Poems No.5"

Interpretation: I quit my job and returned to my hometown, just like a fallen flower, but it is not a heartless thing. It has become the soil of spring and can also play a role in cultivating the next generation.

2. The lotus leaves are infinitely blue the next day, and the lotus flowers in the sun are of different colors. -Tang Wanli, "Chu Xiao Jingci Temple sends Lin Zifang"

Interpretation: Lotus leaves are densely spread, connected with the blue sky, endless green; Graceful lotus flowers are in full bloom, especially bright and red under the sunshine.

If the spring garden can't be closed, an apricot will come out of the wall. -Don Ye Shaoweng's "The Garden is Worth It"

Interpretation: But the spring scenery in this garden can't be closed after all. Look, there is a pink apricot flower on the wall.

A sunset is spreading in the water, half of the river is rustling and half of the river is red. -Tang Bai Juyi's Mujiang Yin

Interpretation: A sunset gradually sinks into the river, and the river is half green and half brilliant red.

When those red berries come in spring, they flush on your southern branches. -Don's Acacia

Interpretation: Red and round red beans grow in the sunny south. How many are born in the spring season?

6. Pink contains persistent rain, and willow green is more smoky. -Wang Wei's Seven Pastoral Songs (6)

Interpretation: Red peach blossoms still contain fresh rain overnight, and green wicker has faint spring smoke.

7. Peach Blossom Pond is deeper in thousands of feet than in Wang Lun. -Li Bai's "To Wang Lun"

Interpretation: Look at Taohuatan. Even though thousands of feet is deep, how can I thank Wang Lun?

8. Why should a strong brother blame Yang Liu? Spring breeze is not enough. -Wang Zhihuan's "Liangzhou Ci"

Interpretation: Why do soldiers sigh that willows don't sprout and spring breeze can't blow Yumen Pass?

9. There is snow and frost, but it is not very red. -Wang's "Hongmei"

Interpretation: Hongmei experienced a snowstorm with traces of snow on her body. It still doesn't admit that its color is red.

10. Uslan paper is charming and red, just like a spring star. Take a break from the lonely secret agreement and learn from the deep alliance. After a few words, there was a faint perfume and a wet screen. -Na Lanxingde's "Red Window and Moon Yan Xie Guihua"

Interpretation: The red seal script we wrote on silk is as clear as the stars in the sky. Say that you will live up to our secret agreement, and the deep alliance on this silk can be relied on. It was already late at night, and a little dew wet the silver screen.

5. What are the poems about red? Wang Wei misses those red berries blooming on your southern branches when spring comes.

Li Shangyin has no title across the spring wine. While it warms me up, I'll show you how to gamble. There, we roll dice in groups under the light of crimson lamps.

Bai Juyi sang a sunset glow in the river, half of which rustled and half was red.

Bai Juyi played the pipa, and Wuling youth danced extravagantly, with numerous HongLing songs. Sometimes in the middle of the night, she dreams of her victory and is awakened from her dream by her hot tears. In Li Shangyin's Spring Rain, there are two red mansions that meet the cold and are covered by rain, and a pearl screen lamp shakes my lonely way home.

Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow The West Palace and the South Palace are littered with evening grass, and the steps are piled with red leaves that are not swept. Wang Wei went to see those brightly colored trees. He didn't think about the distance in Taoyuan or the people in Qingxi.

Li Bai gave up the importance of hats and chariots in a letter to Meng Haoran, "Beauty is unlucky", and you chose pine trees and clouds; Now whitehead.

Li Bai embarked on a long journey, because of all this, my heart was broken, and I was worried that my bright cheeks would fade.

6. The scarlet letter poem is not heartless, but turns into spring mud to protect flowers (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 for fear of wetting the red-violet clothes. (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)

7. Poetry 1 Red is the peach blossom outside the bamboo, and the duck prophet in the spring water heating.

Thousands of miles of Ti Ying are green and red, and the water town is full of wine flags.

In the afternoon, the clouds are light and the wind is light, and the flowers follow the willows across thousands of rivers.

Jasper is dressed up as a tree with 10,000 green silk tapestries.

Da Lin Si Tao Bai Hua ju yi

In the world of April, the flowers have withered, and the peach blossoms in the ancient temples have just bloomed.

I want to find a place where my life is dying, but I don't know that it has been moved here.

Spring bamboo Xi

Beautiful spring outing in Surabaya, the endless scenery is new.

Everyone can see the face of spring, the spring breeze blows flowers open, thousands of purple, and the scene of spring is everywhere.

One spring night, white in Los Angeles.

Yu Di's dark flying sound scattered into the spring breeze in Los Angeles.

In this serenade, I heard the breaking sound of willow trees. No one can miss home!

Duchunmu Jiangnan

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.

Peach blossoms still smile, the spring breeze is crazy, and catkins dance with the wind.

The sunrise river is better than the fire, and the riverside is as green as blue.

Peach blossoms have no owner, and lovely deep red loves light red.

A sunset spread in the water, half a river rustled and half a river was red.

This is the most beautiful season of the year, far better than the late spring of the green willow.

Jiang Nanan spring breeze is green, when will the bright moon shine on me?

Peach Blossom Pond is deeper in thousands of feet than in Wang Lun.

8. Poetry is the same ". The scarlet letter ". Mountain road.

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.