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")
The next day, the lotus leaves are infinitely blue, and the lotus flowers reflect in different colors in the sun (Yang Wanli's "Seeing Xiaomu in Jingci Temple")
Riding a princess and laughing in the world of mortals, no one knows that it is litchi (Du Mu's "Crossing Huaqing Palace")
If you wait for the east wind, it 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 "Join 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)