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Can you write a poem with the words "flower, red, willow and green"?
Flowers:

Thirty-three people rushed back before Dongdu was released. (Du Mu's Posting Old Friends to Chang 'an).

Falling red is not heartless, and turning it into spring mud is more protective.

Peach Blossom Pond is deeper than thousands of feet, so it is better for Wang Lun to give it to me.

Swallows don't return to the Spring Festival Gala, and a misty rain chills apricot flowers. (Dai Shulun's Su Xi Pavilion)

Just like the strong wind in spring, it blows at night and blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees. (Cen Can's "Farewell to Tian Shuji, Wu Guixiang, Snow Song")

When people are idle, osmanthus flowers fall, and when the night is quiet, the mountains are empty. (Wang Wei's bird watching flow)

Even if the wind blows away overnight, it is only near the shallow waters of Lu Hua. (Sikong Shu's "Jiangcun is a thing")

The scattered plum blossoms have passed the residual wax, and the old garden will return to the New Year. (Li Pin's "Hukou Farewell to Friends")

There are three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo, which is the prophet of warming ducks by the river. (Su Shi's Night Scene by the Hui Chong River)

In April, the south wind turns yellow and jujube flowers grow in the shade. (Farewell, My Friend Chen)

Pear flower garden melts the moon, catkin pool is faint wind. (Yan Shu's "Morality")

On the way to Linping Mountain in May, countless lotus flowers bloomed in Tingzhou.

The next day, the lotus leaf is infinitely blue, and the next day, the lotus leaf is infinitely red.

The small building listens to the spring rain all night, and the deep alley sells apricot flowers.

No one can see plum blossoms and bamboo, but they blow incense across the stone bridge overnight. (Jiang Baishi's "Night Return to Shihu Tiaoxi")

Reed flowers grow old with me everywhere, who will fly next to the swallows at home? (Wen Tianxiang Jinling Post)

Double Ninth Festival, Chrysanthemum Time Meng Haoran's "Passing the Old Village" I am here again.

Flowers are more and more attractive, and shallow grass can be without horseshoes. Bai Juyi's Spring Tour in Qiantang

The edge of the sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from bitter cold.

In the evening, I bid farewell to a guest on Xunyang River. Maple leaves and mature rushes rustle in autumn.

On this day last year, in this door, people's faces and peaches set each other off in red. (Cui Hu's "Capital South Village")

In the faded old palace, peonies were red, but no one came to see them. (Yuan Zhen Palace)

Spring breeze is full of horseshoe disease, and you can see all the flowers in Chang 'an in one day. (Meng Jiao, "After Graduation") Red: Falling red is not heartless. Turning into spring mud will protect the flowers more.

Picking Mulberry Seeds —— Ouyang Xiu

After all the flowers are gone, the West Lake is good, wolves are disabled, birds are misty and weeping willows are withered.

When all the tourists left, they began to feel the spring sky, put down the curtains and went back to the drizzle.

Mountain travel.

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.

Mu Jiang Bai yin ju yi

A sunset gradually sank into the river, half green and half green.

On the third night of September, the dew is like a pearl and the moon is like a bow.

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.

Hongdu Wang Wei

Red bean shrubs grow in the south and produce many branches in spring.

People who want to miss them collect more, and Mix red beans have attracted people's attention.

The park is not worth going to.

Perhaps my master was worried that my wooden shoes trampled his precious moss and tapped Chai Men lightly, but no one opened it 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.

Chunzhu

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.

Du Fu in Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night

Good rain knows the season, when spring comes.

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, a poet with long bamboo branches.

Silkworm eggs must be taught to find four sleeps, and mulberries must buy fresh branches.

Silkworms sleep in the old boudoir of Sanghong, and the night lights make cocoons.

Thrush Ouyang xiu

The cries of thousands of birds echo their own hearts, and thousands of purple flowers on the mountain are on the height of trees.

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.

On the eve of the government examination, I wrote to the secretary Zhang Zhuyu.

Last night, the candles in the bridal chamber were lit all night, waiting for dawn to worship the parents-in-law.

Make-up whispered to her husband, is thrush fashionable or not?

Du Mu in the mountains.

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.

Xuhu

In the tree full of red flowers and the jubilant crowd, orioles are singing, the shore of the West Lake is covered with grass, and egrets are flying on the calm lake.

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.

Chun Mu, you, Xiao Yuan and Wang Qi

First remove the residual makeup of plum powder and coat it with new red begonia.

It's time for the tea tree to bloom, and a little thorn grows on the berry wall.

Liu Yuxi, an autumn poet

Beautiful scenery, with frost at night, a few trees are dark red and light yellow.

Trying to get deep into the bone marrow is as crazy as spring.

Yong' e Wang Luobin

White swan, white swan, bend your neck and breathe fire into the sky.

White feathers, floating in green water; The red soles of the feet stir the clear water.

Su Shi of Shangyuan Shi Yan

The moon is thin and the stars are scattered, and the fairy wind blows down the incense of the imperial furnace.

Courtiers stood in Tong Ming Hall, a red cloud holding the Jade Emperor.

Zheng Hui, the wall between buildings.

Sweet tea dreams are afraid of cold spring, while green covers close the door and swallows are idle.

Knock down the Hosta, the red candle is cold, and the plan is to talk about Changshan.

Shang Gao's poetry is high and Zen.

Peach trees are planted in the sky, and red apricots are planted in the sun.

Born in Qiu Jiang, Furong didn't complain to the southeast.

Qing Quan Tao Anhua Xie Fangde

In order to avoid the chaos of the Qin dynasty, Taoyuan people found such a beautiful weaver girl this year, but they didn't have a calendar record. Only when they saw peach blossoms did they know that the New Year was coming.

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!

Han Yu in late spring

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.

Join the army in Wang Changling.

The desert is foggy, and the red flag is half 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 and green hills are dying, and grass in the long suburbs is endless.

Visitors, no matter how old they are, will walk to the front of the exhibition hall in spring.

Xiao Jingci Temple sent Lin Zifang and 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.

Qiuyue Hao Cheng

The Qingxi River crosses Bishantou, and the empty water is clear and fresh in autumn.

Three miles away from the world of mortals, white clouds and red leaves are two long.

Du Lei on a cold night.

On a cold night, guests come to tea for wine, and the bamboo stove soup is boiling red at first.

As usual, there are plum blossoms in front of the window, and there are plum blossoms before the month.

Gong Ci Bai Juyi

Tears are exhausted, and dreams are not realized. Before midnight, the temple sang.

Beauty is not old, has lost the elegance of the king, and sat on warm clothes until dawn.

Don't serve Yin Shi in Song Dynasty.

Tourists Du Lingbei, seeing off guests 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.

Liu:

Weicheng is rainy and dusty, and the guest color is green and willow color is new "-Wang Wei (Tang Dynasty)-Weicheng Qu"

"Willow green Jiang Shuiping, Langjiang song heard" —— Liu Yuxi (Tang Dynasty) —— Zhi Zhu's Ci

"I love the lake and don't travel eastward, and the white sand embankment is green and sunny" —— Bai Juyi (Tang Dynasty) —— Spring Tour of Qiantang River

The bright sun on the sea is about to rise, and Jiangnan in the south of the Yangtze River is reviving. I saw an oriole flying in the warm air, and a green water plant was reflected by the sun.

Tang Du Shen Yan and Lu Cheng's Early Spring Journey in Jinling.

The snow color invading the mausoleum is still day lily, and there are wickers in spring.

Du Fu's La Ri in Tang Dynasty

The poet Jing Qing is in the Spring Festival, and the green willows and yellow are half uneven.

Early Spring in the East of the City by Tang Dynasty

There is a lot of silk in the sky above the avenue, which is as delicate and moist as butter. The grass is vaguely connected in the distance, but it looks sparse in the near future. The most beneficial thing is the spring of the year, which is better than the smoke willow of the emperor.

Tang Hanyu presented 18 members of Zhang Shui Department in Early Spring.

When will Luoyang Dongfeng come and Liu Chunquan return to Sichuan Boan?

Five Spring Poems by Tang Hanyu

I can't feel the spring breeze changing the wicker.

Don, Dark Days for Judges

Smoke and water are sold at the beginning, and the east wind blows willow.

Tang Dougong's "Xiangyang Cold Food Send Yu Wenji"

The east wind enters the courtyard and thousands of willows go west.

Tang Liu's "Generation of Spring Complaints"

Falling flowers in Man Chun, sparse willows reflect the new pond.

Don Chu Guang ——Xi's Answer to Wang Shiwei

The wind is weak and the willows are urging, and Lin Qingjue is waiting for flowers.

Don Lu Yi's "Back to Taiwan at the end of the year, city of hope becomes a slogan, give it to your loved ones first"

One thousand weak willows and one apricot tree, including half spring rain and half drooping silk.

Tang Wen Fan Ting's "The Original Meaning of the King"

Residual snow dripped with ice bamboo shoots and sneaked back to willow tips in spring.

Zhang Song Ryder's Spring

Dongfeng has a letter that no one has read, revealing a little meaning, lace on willow branches.

Shi's "A bouquet of flowers"

The weather is warm, sunny and windy. Liu Yanmei's cheek has already felt the heartbeat of spring.

Song Liqingzhao's "Relaxing Love Flowers"

The willow does not cover the spring scenery, and an almond goes out of the wall.

Song immediately put down his work.

Spring is clear and beautiful.

Song Xin Qi Ji's "Xie Di 'en for Fan Shoushou"

Spring is sultry, flowers are like fans, and willow smoke is arrayed.

Yi's Palace of Eternal Life.

"Weicheng is lightly dusty in the rain, and the guest color is green and willow color is new"-Wei Wei (Tang Dynasty)-Weicheng Qu

"Willow green Jiang Shuiping, Langjiang song heard" —— Liu Yuxi (Tang Dynasty) —— Zhi Zhu's Ci

"I love the lake and don't travel eastward, and the white sand embankment is green and sunny" —— Bai Juyi (Tang Dynasty) —— Spring Tour of Qiantang River

Green:

Don't be Tang in the mountains-Wang Wei

Seeing friends off in the mountains, Chai Men is half hidden at sunset.

Spring grass will grow green next year, my friend, will you come back?

Jiangnanchun

Du Mu

Thousands of warblers sing green and reflect red,

Flag wind of Shuicunshan fruit wine.

480 temples in the Southern Dynasties,

How many towers of smoke and rain

A suggestion for my friend Liu.

There is a glimmer of green in the old bottle and a hint of red in the quiet stove.

It feels like snow outside at dusk. Can I have a drink?

Prefect Hall-Li Qunyu

One hectare contains autumn green, and the forest air is 100 thousand poles.

The air blows through Zhu Xia, and the sound sweeps across the blue sky.

Haruki

Cao Qian

In the late spring, no one has asked about the fallen flowers on the road, only the shade is boundless and boundless.

The forest shadow sings silently, and frogs are everywhere in the grass pond.