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)")
32, the wind falls deep red (Li Mingzhen's "Playing the piano under the moon (20 songs)")
Wang Wei missed those red berries that flushed on your southern branches when spring came.
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. Li Shangyin's "Spring Rain" has two red mansions to meet the cold, 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.
A song, Bai Xuege, sent Mr. Wu home until dusk, when the snow overwhelmed our tent and our frozen red flag could not fly in the wind. Li Bai's "Lushan Song" is played in Xuzhou, Lu, and the morning glow is all over the sky, and birds don't fly to Wu. Kou Zhun chanted Huashan and looked back at the low white clouds. Wang Wei, a girl's song in Luoyang, painted pavilions, red buildings, pink and green peach blossoms and willows with cornices.
Du Fu is two roads, willow flies in the snow-duckweed is covered with cotton, and jade bird finds its way with cinnabar handkerchief.
Li Bai's qingping tune, the second song, red fragrance, sexual rain heartbroken.
Li Shangyin's Untitled Part I: How far can pomegranate flowers whisper when your golden lamp is out? .
The beauty of Bai Juyi's harem poems was broken before he was old, and he reclined in the smoke cage and sat in the Ming Dynasty.
Bai Juyi gave his friend Liu a suggestion: there is a ray of green in the old bottle and a trace of red in the static stove.
Zhu Chunri, winning the day to find fragrance is easy to distinguish the east wind, and everything is always spring.
Du Fu drew a horse of general Cao in the minister's house, and gave him a red agate plate in the palace, which became a topic of conversation among ladies-in-waiting, and everyone was surprised.
Du stopped to sit in the love maple forest late, and the frost leaves were red in February. Han Yushan's stones dyed the streams and mountains green and purple, illuminating everything. I sometimes pass by pine trees and oak trees, which ten people can't fasten.
Han Yu stopped at a temple in Hengshan Mountain, and I wrote this poem on the gatehouse. The pink wall is light bamboo, ghosts and gods are shining, and red and blue are alternating.
In the faded old palace of Yuan Zhen Palace, the peony was red, but no one came to see it.
Zhang Hu gave my wife a gift, pulled out the shadow of the Hosta lamp and took off the red flame to save the moth.
Zhang Hu set up a gv 10. One of them set the platform in the setting sun, and the mangrove trees blossomed.
Wei Feng's sideburns are slanting, and his eyebrows are folded. Suddenly there was a world of red dust outside the door, and I saw a golden drum in the street. He refused to leave Zhumen and died by the sword of red powder and balsam. Xu Hun, titled Autumn Tour to Jingshi in Tongmen Inn, the red leaves are falling and dusk, passing the pavilion where I drink.
Zhu Qingyu stopped the red candle and went to pay homage to his aunt in front of Secretary Zhang's bridal chamber last night on the eve of the government examination.
Wang Changling joined the army in its five desert dust days, and the red flag was half rolled out of Yuanmen.
Du Fu's Qingming gold stirrup went down the mountain late, and his teeth were far from the brothel.
Dai Shulun's lovesickness song is falling red and running around, and a little heart dies for you.
Lin Jie's begging, everyone begging and looking at the moon, wearing tens of thousands of HongLing. Yuan Zhen's five poems of parting sorrow suddenly shot on Yan's fat cheeks, turning red. Red roses promote the new era, and the gauze is delicate and dusty. Du Fu's two embroidered feathers are complacent, and I have no chance to ride bamboo.
Du Fu's "Looking for Flowers by the River" has seven quatrains, two or three places are quiet, and red flowers reflect white flowers. Peach blossoms have no owner, and lovely deep red loves light red. Bai Juyi's The Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival is a thorn in the historian's side on a windy night.
Wang Weishan's residence means that the green bamboo contains new powder and the red lotus falls off its clothes.
Feng Yansi Sauvignon Blanc is full of red and green branches. It always rains and gets up late, so it is a leisurely time.
Last year, in Nanzhuang, the capital of Cuihu Lake, peach blossoms set each other off.
Zhang's three poems (one is a poem) of The Swallow House have been buried by the sword, and the tea fragrance has disappeared for ten years.
Su Xiang Sauvignon Blanc willows droop green and Wan Wan, and peach blossoms, red, plum and white flowers are uneven.
In Wen's Fan, the tree in spring is Yu Jinhong.
The lotus flowers given by Li Shangyin are only violet and red lotus, and the opening and closing of the volume is naive. Lotus and lotus leaf shine on each other for a long time. When the lotus leaf falls, it withers. What a pity!
Li Bai's ancient road is dangerous and deceives beauty by day. Sit and watch the frost disappear. Jade is brilliant red, clouds are not plain silk. Li He's fishing poems catch the red canal in autumn water, and the immortal waits for the plain book. Du Mu Jiang Nan Chun's quatrains are thousands of miles away, flowers are green and red, and the water village is full of wine flags.
Du Fu 12' s boredom-relieving poem attracts birds to eat red fruits, and friends in the stream get money to raise white fish. In Beijing, the old ones don't see color, and the red ones only know sweetness. Du Mu passed the Huaqing Palace quatrains, and the world of mortals laughed on the princess. No one knows it's litchi. Li Bai's 17 songs in Qiupu are lit with red stars all over the sky. Wen's Ci of Xi Chun is full of descriptions of women in Qin Dynasty, with red ribbons everywhere. Chen Ziang wrote thirty-eight poems to express his feelings, but he hated the rest of the Red Party and faded his melancholy.
Liu Yuxi's two autumn poems are green hills and clear waters, and first frost comes at night. Several trees are dark red and light yellow.
The more Li Bai yearns for the Mid-Autumn Festival, the more he becomes a rogue, and the more he sees the red autumn.
In Qiu Si and Du Xun River in central Fujian, the rain occasionally brings purple chrysanthemums, and the wind makes banana leaves sound.
Li Bai and Wang Zhaojun are two songs, and Zhao Jun blushes when he brushes the jade saddle and mounts the horse.
Wei Zhuang Chang 'an, Qingming purple training whistling, Qingyang painting swinging.
Yuan Zhen's "Poems of Yingying" (parting thoughts) old clothes are dark red and light blue, with light makeup.
Li Bai's two poems, Xiang He Ci and A Trip to You Xiang, met in the world of mortals, a golden whip.
At first glance, Yuan Zhen's ci and his three poems can be morning glory and Vega in the sky, not the red hibiscus branches in front of the court. Wen Bodhisattva's sideburns are fragrant red, and Hosta has the upper hand. Pond Shanghai Li Tang, sunny, red branches.
Liu Yuxi injured Xue Daochang in Taoyuan, planted thousands of trees and hearts, and the mountains were gone. Jia Zhi's two "Spring Thoughts" are "Red Pink" and "Golden Flower Wax Wine".
Han Yu, whoever picks the spring scenery in late spring will return it. The slow green demon does not exist.
Thirteen flowers and vines in Li Henan Garden are in sight, and Yue Nv's cheeks are small and red.
In early spring, Wang Wei didn't walk as well as the swallow with red eaves when he lived in the green grass.
Bai Juyi's two poems "Wang Zhaojun" are unshaven, flashy and blushing.
Wang Wei's "Spring Garden" is nothing more than a white water, and a bright future is another village.
Bai Juyi's miscellaneous songs and words It was hard to leave, but when I left, my tears ran out. You can touch the towel without crying when you come back.
Wang Wei's seven pastoral songs, pink with continuous rain and willow green with morning smoke.
Wang Bo picked lotus leaves, and Cui Ben was ashamed of his eyebrows, and his bonus was as red as his cheeks.
In Feng Yansi, mulberry picking is a melancholy wall, and cherry trees are red with rain.
Wang Wei, Huang Fu, Yue Yunxi, Five Miscellaneous Questions, Lianhuawu, don't splash water, for fear of getting wet with red-violet clothes. Li Shangyin woke up after a drunken guest in the middle of the night, and even held a red candle to enjoy the residual flowers.