White feathers, floating in green water; The red soles of the feet stir the clear water.
Two orioles sing green willows, and a row of egrets go up to the sky.
The gentle spring breeze turns green again, but, moon in the sky, when can you take me home?
Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers.
I love the beauty on the east bank of the West Lake, and I can't get enough of it, especially the white sand embankment under the green poplar.
Red, orange, yellow, green, blue and purple, who is dancing with color training?
Everyone can see the face of spring, the spring breeze blows flowers open, thousands of purple, and the scene of spring is everywhere.
Jasper dressed as a tree, hanging down ten thousand green silk tapestries.
Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun.
Snow is too late for spring, and she wears the courtyard like flying flowers.
Jiangnan, the sound of green and red flowers, the waterside village in the foothills.
A sunset gradually sank into the river, half green and half green.
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.
Mei Huang Shi, every family was flooded by rain, and the pond was covered with green grass and frogs.
The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright!
The purple mist is illuminated by sunlight, and the waterfall hangs in front of the mountain.
The green hills on both sides are neck and neck, and a boat meets leisurely from the horizon.
Castle peak can't cover up, after all, it flows east.
When will the singing and dancing in the West Lake stop?
Wild trails and clouds are all black, and rivers and boats are bright. Looking at the red and wet place from a distance, the flowers in Jinguan City are heavy.
When you, my love, ride a bamboo horse. Trot around and throw green plums.
You must remember the best scenery in a year, which is in the late autumn and early winter of orange and green.
But this spring spring, after all, can't be caged. Look, there is a pink apricot sticking out of the wall.
Han Xiao poplars are light in smoke, and the branches of red apricots are full of spring.
A little thick green, a little red, there is no need to move spring scenery.
The mountains cover the day and the Yellow River flows in.
Old friends frequently waved to me, bid farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower, and traveled to Yangzhou in this beautiful spring filled with catkins and flowers.
The children hurried after Huang Die, but they got into the cauliflower by mistake, but they couldn't find it.
Four yellow maiden flowers thrive on the road covered, and thousands of flowers bow and the branches are low.
Like a bird, she still flapped her wings and felt sorry for herself, leaving Beijing for more than ten years.
The Yellow River is getting farther and farther away, because it flows in the middle of the Yellow River, and Yumenguan is located on a lonely mountain.
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.
There is a glimmer of green in the old bottle and a hint of red in the quiet stove.
Green mountains are located on the north side of the city wall, and the sparkling water surrounds the east of the city.
The setting sun is far away, the weather is cold and the house is poor.
What a magnificent scenery Mount Tai is! Endless green spans Qilu and Qilu. ..
Looking at Dongting from a distance, there is a green snail in the silver plate.
Under the blue mountain, my boat and I meandered along the green water.
But which of them cried the most? , this Jiujiang officer. My blue sleeves are wet.
I advise you not to cherish noble Yi, and I advise you to cherish youth.
If she just turned her head and smiled, there were a hundred spells, and the powder and paint of six palaces disappeared without a trace.
White hair three thousands of feet, sorrow like a beard.
Bamboo is not relaxed at all, its roots are firmly embedded in the cracks in the rocks.
The water waves in the river, the white feathers of waterfowl, the green and red flowers on the mountain are in contrast, and you want to burn.
It is dark and windy at night. I am good at running away at night.
Grass and trees know that spring will come back soon, and all kinds of red and purple fight Fang Fei.
Teenagers only know how to play, but don't know how to study hard. When they are old, they regret why they didn't know how to study hard when they were young.
You know it should be green, fat, red and thin?
2.50 poems describing colors, 1, flying freely is as light as a dream, and endless rain is as fine as sorrow.
-Qin Song Guan's "Huanxisha Lonely Cold Building" But now I think of that night, that storm, I don't know how many flowers were folded. ————————————— Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn" for 3 days, the street was crisp and crisp, and the grass was far and near.
-Tang Hanyu's "Eighteen Members of Zhang Shui Department in Early Spring" 4 The spring tide brought rain late and hurried, and no one crossed the river in the wild. -Wei Wuying's "Xixi on Chuzhou" 5 It rains at home in Huangmei season, and frogs are everywhere in the grass pond.
-Song Zhao Shi Xiu "Inviting Guests" 6 Weicheng is also light dust in the rain, and the guest house is green and willow. -Wang Wei's "Send Yuan Er An Xi" 7 Four hundred and eighty halls in the Southern Dynasties, with many towers and misty rain.
-Du Mu's "Jiang Nanchun Jueju" 8 The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are rainy. -Su Shi's "Drinking Rain after Chu Qing on the Lake" 9 butterflies both dance on the threshold, and the curtain is scattered at dusk.
-Mao Xizhen's Qingpingle 10 Every tree in Hanyang becomes clear in the water, and Parrot Island is a nest of herbs. -Cui Hao Yellow Crane Tower 1 1 Leaves fall like the spray of a waterfall, while I watch the long river roll forward all the time.
-Du Fu's "Ascending the Mountain" 12 The green hills on both sides of the strait are opposite, and the sails are alone. -Li Bai's "Looking at Tianmen Mountain" 13 flies down three thousands of feet, and it is suspected that the Milky Way has fallen for nine days.
-Li Bai's "Looking at Lushan Waterfall" 14 The butterfly dance started at six consecutive times, and Jiao Ying just cried. -Du Fu's "Looking for Flowers One Step at the Riverside (Part II)" 15 Looking at Dongting Lake, there is a green snail in the silver plate.
-Liu Yuxi's "Looking at the Dongting" 16 silver candle cold painting screen, light Luo small fan flapping fireflies. -Mutu Autumn Night 17 The next day, the lotus leaves are infinitely blue, and the lotus flowers in the sun are of different colors.
-Yang Wanli's "Seeing Lin Zifang at Dawn in Jingci Temple" 18 The old rabbit cried, and the half-open wall of the cloud tower was white. The jade wheel rolled with dew and wet the surrounding light and shadow. Mo Yan in Guihua Lane once met the fairy of Lu 'an-E.
Yellow dust, clear water and three mountains.
3. Modern color poems Modern color poems include: blue dreams, colors, colors of night, colors of life, colors of childhood, colors of the world and so on.
Flying shrike in the east, flying swallow in the west, and Huang Gu met each other when she was a weaver girl. In April, the south wind turns yellow, but the jujube flowers don't fall in the shade. Thousands of miles away in Huang Yun, the sun is shining, and the north wind blows goose feathers and snow one after another. The children rushed to chase Huang Die, but there was nowhere to find broccoli. So they left the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March. Huang Si's family is full of flowers, and thousands of them are low. The poet's Spring Festival is clear, green and yellow.
The colors of the poem are: blue and red: the lotus leaves are infinitely blue the next day, and the lotus flowers reflect the sun in a different red color: when those red berries come in spring, they flush on your southern branches. Huang: The yellow shirt flies to the white horse, and the brothel is under the sky. Green: The spring breeze in Jiang Nanan is green. When will the bright moon shine on me?
4. Write a poem in color. The spring water on the long dike is green and leisurely, and flows into the Zhanghe River.
In the evening, the water in Hunan is green, and the boat is in no mood.
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.
The Yangtze River is green in spring and lotus leaves are as big as money.
The weeping willows brush the green water, shaking the east wind year.
Clear water reflects Danxia, and the splash is shallow sand.
Cold river, green water, deep clouds, there is no way to stay away from troubles.
The green water is cloudy and the moon is bright, and the Dongting is far away.
The clear water pool reflects the distant sky, and Ziyun Xiang drives the breeze.
Green water meets Chai Men like a peach blossom garden.
Shadow is tempted by clear water, but wind is jealous of safflower.
Red bean shrubs grow in the south and produce many branches in spring.
Yellow shirts fly to white horses, and brothels descend every day.
During the day, the mountains and waters are nearby, and the sea drains the golden river.
Warm spring urges warblers to sing, and duckweed in the clear sun is dark in color.
Shrike swallows the west, and the weaver girl meets the weaver girl.
The south wind turned yellow in April, and the jujube flowers did not fall.
Like a bird, she still flapped her wings and felt sorry for herself, leaving Beijing for more than ten years.
The child ran quickly to catch the yellow butterfly, but the butterfly suddenly flew into the vegetable garden and could not be found again.
Old friends frequently waved to me, bid farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower, and traveled to Yangzhou in this beautiful spring filled with catkins and flowers.
Four yellow maiden flowers thrive on the road covered, and thousands of flowers bow and the branches are low.
The poet Jing Qing is in the Spring Festival, and the green willows and yellow are half uneven.
The Yellow River is getting farther and farther away, because it flows in the middle of the Yellow River, and Yumenguan is located on a lonely mountain.
Autumn wind rises in Bai Yunfei, the plants are yellow, and the geese return to the south.
Jiang Nanan spring breeze is green, when will the bright moon shine on me?
Here, south of the Yangtze River, there is a red orange tree. Its leaves are green all winter.
The sun sets slowly near the western hills, and the Yellow River flows into the East China Sea.
"Two orioles sing green willows, and egrets cover the sky."
The clear and shallow white stone beach is as green as Pu.
The stream of the river has been flowing for less than a day, and white stones are exposed on the riverbed. The weather is getting colder and the red leaves on the branches are becoming scarce.
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.
I want to report to you on the golden platform, and I want to take Yulong to your death.
There is a glimmer of green in the old bottle and a hint of red in the quiet stove.
Tea brocade praises persimmons, and green flag sells wine and pears.
5. Poetry related to color:
Blue-red: The lotus leaves are infinitely blue the next day, and the lotus flowers are different red the next day.
Red: When those red berries come in spring, they flush on your southern branches.
Huang: Yellow shirts fly to white horses, and they go down to brothels every day.
During the day, the mountains and waters are nearby, and the sea drains the golden river.
Warm spring urges warblers to sing, and duckweed in the clear sun is dark in color.
Shrike swallows the west, and the weaver girl meets the weaver girl.
The south wind turned yellow in April, and the jujube flowers did not fall.
Like a bird, she still flapped her wings and felt sorry for herself, leaving Beijing for more than ten years.
The child ran quickly to catch the yellow butterfly, but the butterfly suddenly flew into the vegetable garden and could not be found again.
Old friends frequently waved to me, bid farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower, and traveled to Yangzhou in this beautiful spring filled with catkins and flowers.
Four yellow maiden flowers thrive on the road covered, and thousands of flowers bow and the branches are low.
The poet Jing Qing is in the Spring Festival, and the green willows and yellow are half uneven.
The Yellow River is getting farther and farther away, because it flows in the middle of the Yellow River, and Yumenguan is located on a lonely mountain.
Autumn wind rises in Bai Yunfei, the plants are yellow, and the geese return to the south.
Green: The spring breeze in Jiang Nanan is green. When will the bright moon shine on me?
Here, south of the Yangtze River, there is a red orange tree. Its leaves are green all winter.
White and yellow: the mountains cover the day, and the sea drains the golden river.
White, yellow and green: two orioles sing green willows, and a row of egrets go up to the sky.
White and green: the white stone beach is shallow and the green pool is comparable.
White marble: White marble comes out of Jingxi, with cold weather and sparse red leaves.
Black and gold: Dark clouds crush the city, and the light of armor spreads to the sun and gold.
Purple: The horn is ringing all over the sky in autumn, and the purple is full of fat at night.
Huang and Jin: I want to express my gratitude to you on the golden platform and bring Yulong to your death.
Red, green and blue: at sunrise, the river is redder than fire, and in spring, the river is as green as blue.
Red and green: there is a ray of green in the old bottle and a trace of red in the quiet stove.
The streamer easily dumped people, turning cherries into red and plantains into green.
Know what? Know what? It should be green, fat, red and thin.
Red and green: red sleeves weave silk to praise persimmons, and green flags sell wine and pear blossoms.
6. Write a poem in color. The long beach is green and flowing into the Weihe River.
In the evening, the water in Hunan is green, and the boat is in no mood. 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.
The Yangtze River is green in spring and lotus leaves are as big as money. The weeping willows brush the green water, shaking the east wind year.
Clear water reflects Danxia, and the splash is shallow sand. Cold river, green water, deep clouds, there is no way to stay away from troubles.
The green water is cloudy and the moon is bright, and the Dongting is far away. The clear water pool reflects the distant sky, and Ziyun Xiang drives the breeze.
Green water meets Chai Men like a peach blossom garden. Shadow is tempted by clear water, but wind is jealous of safflower.
Red bean shrubs grow in the south, sprout in spring, and many yellow shirts fly to white horses, and brothels rain every day.
During the day, the mountains and waters are nearby, and the sea drains the golden river. Warm spring urges warblers to sing, and duckweed in the clear sun is dark in color.
Shrike swallows the west, and the weaver girl meets the weaver girl. The south wind turned yellow in April, and the jujube flowers did not fall.
Like a bird, she still flapped her wings and felt sorry for herself, leaving Beijing for more than ten years. The child ran quickly to catch the yellow butterfly, but the butterfly suddenly flew into the vegetable garden and could not be found again.
Old friends frequently waved to me, bid farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower, and traveled to Yangzhou in this beautiful spring filled with catkins and flowers. Four yellow maiden flowers thrive on the road covered, and thousands of flowers bow and the branches are low.
The poet Jing Qing is in the Spring Festival, and the green willows and yellow are half uneven. The Yellow River is getting farther and farther away, because it flows in the middle of the Yellow River, and Yumenguan is located on a lonely mountain.
Autumn wind rises in Bai Yunfei, the plants are yellow, and the geese return to the south. Jiang Nanan spring breeze is green, when will the bright moon shine on me?
Here, south of the Yangtze River, there is a red orange tree. Its leaves are green all winter. The sun sets slowly near the western hills, and the Yellow River flows into the East China Sea.
Two orioles are singing on the top of the green willow, and the egrets are even in the sky. The white stone beach is clear and shallow, and the green pu is comparable.
The stream of the river has been flowing for less than a day, and white stones are exposed on the riverbed. The weather is getting colder and the red leaves on the branches are becoming scarce. 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. I want to report to you on the golden platform, and I want to take Yulong to your death.
There is a glimmer of green in the old bottle and a hint of red in the quiet stove. Tea brocade praises persimmons, and green flag sells wine and pears.
7. Three poems describing colors: Shatian purple taro is fat, herring snow falls, and oranges are broken, which is the reason for invading the stars.
10) black
Sing at once and sing at night
Tang Bai Juyi
Wear cold clothes to proofread thin clothes when you leave early, and invade black wine when you come late.
7) Purple
Jiangxi bid farewell to friends
Tang Libai
The past is purple.
odd job
Dondum
Scared and killed the Oriental embroidered bed girl, clear sky Wan Li is better than blue.
8) Red
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Don
Guessing and intrigue, wine warms the heart; This group of people came to the bet of drinking friends, and a win-lose red in candlelight.
Travel in the mountains
Dondum
Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers.
9) White
Travel in the mountains
Dondum
As far away as Hanshan, the stone path is oblique, and people are in Bai Yunsheng.
Jiangxia
Don Du Xunhe
White hair comes from another family.
Shangshu yushihan
Don du fu
The geese fly high, the sun and the moon are white, and the green maple turns red in frosty days, mistaking the yellow halo for sandalwood.
4) Green
Berthing Guazhou
Wang Song Anshi
The gentle spring breeze turns green again, but, moon in the sky, when can you take me home?
new spring
Song luyou
The fence was covered with vines and the bad wall was invaded by green moss.
5) Green
Gan Chun
Tang Bai Juyi
The grass is green, near the water.
Song Cheng Liu
Don Wang Changling
I was injured in Wuxi one winter night, and it was past the yellow hair period.
6) Blue
Qiu Yi Jiangnan
Tang Bai Juyi
At sunrise, the river is redder than fire, and in spring, the river is as green as blue.
think
Tang Bai Juyi
The setting sun is burning, and the grass in the long suburbs is endless.
chrysanthemum
Don
Secretly dizzy purple, rushed to the mud black in the rain, melting yellow.
Semi-drunk
Don
I pity you from a distance outside the city.
1 1) multicolor
Fengle Pavilion has spring.
Song Ouyang xiu
Mangroves and green hills are inclined to the sun 1) red.
Sulingyan temple
Don Dai Shulun
The cool wind reaches the temple corner, the sun sets and the sky goes west.
And Wang Langzhong asked to see the peony.
Don
Walking around is amazing, sitting around is amazing.
2) orange
sabotage
Tang Tang Yan Qian
Full of plates, cooking and piling up beautiful things, orange paste is delicious.
3) Yellow
Send the monk back to Zhangzhou
Don Luwin
Xi si Huang cheng Shu