A hymn about red 1. Poems or words describing red.
A poem about "red"
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 bit of red leaves and yellow leaves ("Autumn Night is Sorrow")
9, a bit of red leaves and yellow leaves (if "Autumn Night Leaving Sorrow")
10, washing red is more than light (Tang Lihe, don't wash 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)")
2. Describe red poems
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, don't wash 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)
3. A figurative poem describing red.
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Idioms describing red
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White Zhu Zhu Zhu: True red. White white, red red. Flowers and trees of different colors
Red skirt wrapped in red skirt: female red decoration; Plain wrap: elegant clothing. Refers to the gorgeous and elegant clothing of women. It is used to describe the beautiful scenery with white snow, red sun and white snow complement each other.
Red mouth and poisonous tongue: fiery red. Describe words as vicious and hurtful.
Red tongue burning city red: fiery red. Red tongue is like fire, enough to burn the city. It is very harmful to slander or spread discord.
Serving the country with a pure heart: fiery red, the metaphor is really pure; Red heart: loyalty; Country of service: country of service. It used to mean serving the emperor faithfully. Now it is also described as loyal to the country.
The stone steps in front of the emperor's temple were painted red and called Danyong.
Tanya Kettanya: the pillar of the house; Raft: a square rafter. The pillars were painted red and the rafters were carved with patterns. Describe the exquisite and gorgeous architecture.
When an old play performs murder on the spot, it paints with red water and pretends to bleed, which is called giving color. Metaphor reveals or shows ugliness in front of everyone.
4. What are the red poems?
Reading red classic poems 1. "Motherland, my dear motherland" I am an old waterwheel worn by your river, spinning tired songs for hundreds of years; When you grope in the tunnel of history, I am a miner's lamp with black forehead; I am the withered ear of rice, the disrepair roadbed; It is the barge on the muddy beach that pulls the rope deep into your shoulder,-motherland! I'm poor and I'm sad.
I am the painful hope of your forefathers, the flower that will never land between the sleeves of "flying"-the motherland! I am your brand-new ideal, just breaking away from the spider web of myth; I am the germ of your ancient lotus under the snow; I am your laughing vortex with tears hanging; I am the newly painted white starting line; It is the crimson dawn in generate-the motherland! I am one billionth of you, the sum of your 9.6 million square meters; You fed me with scarred breasts, confused me, considerate me and boiled me; Then get your wealth, your glory and your freedom from my flesh and blood; -Motherland, my dear motherland! 2. "long live the motherland" long live the motherland! Like a bell falling from the sky, every note is a thrilling spring thunder, long live the motherland! The loudest compliment brought tears to my eyes, long live the motherland! A chorus from 5,000 years, as vivid and magnificent as the wind blowing the wheat waves, visited the grassland, watched the eagles and proud geese March into the mountains, watched the seasonal scenery in the wind and birds, and the national flag raised in Ran Ran in the new century made me cheer and revel in the towering buildings, watched the boundless scenery in Wan Li and watched long live the motherland! It is the green hills that stand tall and refuse to be fixed on one side, but the immortality of the green hills has shaped the beautiful water flow for 5,000 years and flowed out with prestige for 5,000 years. In the festival fireworks, I am long live the motherland, the burning and exploding bud! A long call and a magnificent compliment. In the people's parade, I am a grain of wheat on the national emblem, and I am long live the motherland flying on the flowers and trees of the motherland! Long live the motherland. How many dynasties have gone? A generation of tianjiao has vanished. The palace collapsed. Only the Great Wall of Wan Li will never destroy long live the motherland! The hymn of my life, the brilliance in my blood. In this life, everything outside can be abandoned. The only thing I can't give up is our great People's Republic of China (PRC). When the bright sun jumps out of the blue waves of the East China Sea, the Pamirs are still full of stars. When the northland was still a world wrapped in silver, the southern Xinjiang was already full of beautiful spring.
Ah, we love you, China! We love you ... the beauty of Guilin's landscape, the thick makeup of Hangzhou West Lake, the misty clouds of Huangshan Mountain and Lushan Mountain, and the magnificence of the Yangtze River and Yellow River. We love you ... the fragrance of Longjing tea, the mellow fragrance of Moutai, the brilliance of Jiangnan silk and the exquisite craftsmanship of Jingdezhen ceramics.
We love you ... the moonlight is like water in front of the Dai bamboo building, the towering Potala Palace on the roof of the world, the grapes in Turpan, the melons in Hami, the sheep on the grassland and the camels on the Gobi Desert. We love you ... the ancient songs played by the bells of the Warring States Period, the new songs written by the reform and opening up, the surging spring tide of China in Wan Li, and the fire of hope lit by the motherland.
We love you ... the history of struggle and the fruits of sweat. Magnificent pine trees, noble plum blossoms, broad mind and magnificent spirit.
We are proud, we are proud, we work hard, we are open, you are a world power, we love you, China! The golden world condensed the splendid moonlight of 3,000 years of culture, radiating the season that thousands of people yearn for. In the golden autumn, the golden world brewed a bumper harvest of wine; Cheering and roaring, depicting the glory of tomorrow, gathering on a round cake, and romantically harvesting happiness; Looking back on the past: how many literati till, raising my cup, I asked the bright moon lamented the worries of their home country and looked at the present: our colleagues' thoughts were broader and infatuated; We recall: recalling the spring rain sown together, recalling the hardships of Dai Yue, and recalling the high-spirited wind of unity and enterprising; We imagine: imagine the great cause of generate, the colorful clouds that you chase after me, and the brilliant red sun of you and me; Golden Autumn and Bright Moon: We love you forever. 4. Poem recitation "Prosperous China" Author: Zhu Hai recitation: Zhu Jun, Dong Qing, Li Ruiying, Kang Hui, Xu Li, Lu Jian's 30-year struggle and the river of no return of the stars for 30 years Shi Sheng China tells you the wonder of the earth, Shi Sheng China tells you an oriental miracle. I want to invite you to walk in the rainbow. That's the Qinghai-Tibet Railway that crosses the roof of the world. That's the smell of the west-east gas pipeline leading to the sky. That's the blue runway connecting Hangzhou Bay Bridge and the Pacific Ocean. That is the majestic rise of the Three Gorges Dam. That is a romantic poem in the South-to-North Water Transfer Project. I'd like to invite you to Nong Xin. The land that is a guest in the village is turning over the new green fields of the times, singing new songs of agriculture, rural areas and farmers to increase production and income. Let the brothers and sisters who work in the city want to pick up the sledge again to level the Millennium gap between urban and rural areas and happily expand the new world of well-off families. I want to take you into the newly laid science park and make the future world within reach. I'd like to invite you to explore the Space City, where astronauts are concentrated. To plan our next 30-year space tourism destination, I want to invite you to Pudong New Area, stand on the roof of the tallest building in Asia, and sit in the East China Sea at sunrise, clouds, circles and clouds. I want to invite you to take a trip to the expressway 30 years ago. After zero kilometers, I want to invite you to be an EMU. The dream of sunrise is to surpass the gravity of the earth. I also want to invite you to travel to Hong Kong and Macao. After ten years of return, Bauhinia and Trollium will complement each other, and the world has just begun. Cross-strait three links have enabled a family to cross the Taiwan Province Strait and reach the hearts of their compatriots. If you have traveled all over China today, please sit down and turn on the HDTV. Otherwise, let's surf the Internet together, let the magical broadband breathe with us and keep pace with the world for 30 years. China tells you the legend of a world, and China tells you the glory of an era. Today, we also want to send a touch of the years. The 30-year exam prepared for you in front of the screen has changed our collective destiny, opened a brand-new page in the global village, and made China step into the future. I believe that people of all ethnic groups in China who live in 1978-2008 will be full of deep respect for the word "reform and opening up" along the way.
5. Red Poetry
You choose one. It is suggested that you choose the specifications and grades according to the characteristics of the reciter (solo or group recitation).
The other is to simulate reading and check it again to see if the control time is three minutes. Reading red classic poems 1. "Motherland, my dear motherland" I am an old waterwheel worn by your river, spinning tired songs for hundreds of years; When you grope in the tunnel of history, I am a miner's lamp with black forehead; I am the withered ear of rice, the disrepair roadbed; It is the barge on the muddy beach that pulls the rope deep into your shoulder,-motherland! I'm poor and I'm sad.
I am the painful hope of your forefathers, the flower that will never land between the sleeves of "flying"-the motherland! I am your brand-new ideal, just breaking away from the spider web of myth; I am the germ of your ancient lotus under the snow; I am your laughing vortex with tears hanging; I am the newly painted white starting line; It is the crimson dawn in generate-the motherland! I am one billionth of you, the sum of your 9.6 million square meters; You fed me with scarred breasts, confused me, considerate me and boiled me; Then get your wealth, your glory and your freedom from my flesh and blood; -Motherland, my dear motherland! 2. "long live the motherland" long live the motherland! Like a bell falling from the sky, every note is a thrilling spring thunder, long live the motherland! The loudest compliment brought tears to my eyes, long live the motherland! A chorus from 5,000 years, as vivid and magnificent as the wind blowing the wheat waves, visited the grassland, watched the eagles and proud geese March into the mountains, watched the seasonal scenery in the wind and birds, and the national flag raised in Ran Ran in the new century made me cheer and revel in the towering buildings, watched the boundless scenery in Wan Li and watched long live the motherland! It is the green hills that stand tall and refuse to be fixed on one side, but the immortality of the green hills has shaped the beautiful water flow for 5,000 years and flowed out with prestige for 5,000 years. In the festival fireworks, I am long live the motherland, the burning and exploding bud! A long call and a magnificent compliment. In the people's parade, I am a grain of wheat on the national emblem, and I am long live the motherland flying on the flowers and trees of the motherland! Long live the motherland. How many dynasties have gone? A generation of tianjiao has vanished. The palace collapsed. Only the Great Wall of Wan Li will never destroy long live the motherland! The hymn of my life, the brilliance in my blood. In this life, everything outside can be abandoned. The only thing I can't give up is our great People's Republic of China (PRC). When the bright sun jumps out of the blue waves of the East China Sea, the Pamirs are still full of stars. When the northland was still a world wrapped in silver, the southern Xinjiang was already full of beautiful spring.
Ah, we love you, China! We love you ... the beauty of Guilin's landscape, the thick makeup of Hangzhou West Lake, the misty clouds of Huangshan Mountain and Lushan Mountain, and the magnificence of the Yangtze River and Yellow River. We love you ... the fragrance of Longjing tea, the mellow fragrance of Moutai, the brilliance of Jiangnan silk and the exquisite craftsmanship of Jingdezhen ceramics.
We love you ... the moonlight is like water in front of the Dai bamboo building, the towering Potala Palace on the roof of the world, the grapes in Turpan, the melons in Hami, the sheep on the grassland and the camels on the Gobi Desert. We love you ... the ancient songs played by the bells of the Warring States Period, the new songs written by the reform and opening up, the surging spring tide of China in Wan Li, and the fire of hope lit by the motherland.
We love you ... the history of struggle and the fruits of sweat. Magnificent pine trees, noble plum blossoms, broad mind and magnificent spirit.
We are proud, we are proud, we work hard, we are open, you are a world power, we love you, China! The golden world condensed the splendid moonlight of 3,000 years of culture, radiating the season that thousands of people yearn for. In the golden autumn, the golden world brewed a bumper harvest of wine; Cheering and roaring, depicting the glory of tomorrow, gathering on a round cake, and romantically harvesting happiness; Looking back on the past: how many literati till, raising my cup, I asked the bright moon lamented the worries of their home country and looked at the present: our colleagues' thoughts were broader and infatuated; We recall: recalling the spring rain sown together, recalling the hardships of Dai Yue, and recalling the high-spirited wind of unity and enterprising; We imagine: imagine the great cause of generate, the colorful clouds that you chase after me, and the brilliant red sun of you and me; We will love you forever. 4. Poetry recitation "China in the Prosperous Age" Author: Zhu Hai struggled for 90 years, and the stars changed in 90 years. Dajiangdong went to China in the Prosperous Age to tell you a surprise of the earth, and China in the Prosperous Age told you a miracle of the East. I want to invite you to walk in the rainbow. That's the Qinghai-Tibet Railway that crosses the roof of the world. That's the smell of the west-east gas pipeline leading to the sky. That's the blue runway connecting Hangzhou Bay Bridge and the Pacific Ocean. That's the Three Gorges. This is a romantic poem written by the South-to-North Water Diversion Project. I want to invite you to visit the new countryside, where the land is turning up the new green fields of the times, singing the harvest gongs and drums of new songs of agriculture, countryside and farmers, and increasing production and income. Let the brothers and sisters who work in the city want to lift the sledge again to level the Millennium gap between urban and rural areas and happily expand the colorful new world of well-off families. I want to take you to the newly built science park. I want to invite you to the Space City to explore the future world. The astronauts there are concentrating on planning the next 30-year space tourism destination for us. I'd like to invite you to Pudong New Area, stand on the tallest building in Asia and sit on the East Sea of China. I'd like to invite you to road trip Expressway. It was zero kilometers thirty years ago. Thirty years later, I want to invite you to be an EMU. My dream is beyond the gravity of the earth. I also want to invite you to travel to Hong Kong and Macau. After ten years of return, bauhinia and Trollius chinensis complement each other and are full of fragrance. Let family ties cross the Taiwan Province Strait and reach the hearts of compatriots. If you have traveled all over China today, please sit down and turn on the HDTV. Otherwise, let's surf the internet together and let the magical broadband breathe synchronously with the world. 90 years of spring and autumn, 90 years of ever-changing prosperity, China tells you a legend of the world, and China tells you the glory of an era. Today, we also want to send you a copy of Touch of Years. 30 years of exams in front of the screen have changed our collective life.
6. What are the sentences praising "red"
1. Red is the coat of maple leaf, red is the most faithful messenger of Miss Qiu, and red is the most lively child of Mother Feng.
2. Red conveys the corporate image and spirit of vitality, positivity, enthusiasm, warmth and progress.
Red represents enthusiasm, liveliness, vividness, warmth, happiness and auspiciousness.
Red is thought to stimulate the secretion of male hormones, so people wearing red clothes can get better results in sports competitions.
5. In the traditional culture of China, the color corresponding to fire in the five elements is red, and gossip also symbolizes red.
At sunrise, the flowers in the river are better than the fire. In spring, the river is as green as blue.
7. In China, red traditionally means happiness. For example, red is used to decorate weddings and Spring Festival.
8. Red gives people the desire for power and control. Business people like to wear red as a symbol of power. People who like red give people a feeling of being energetic and extremely active.
Lightning on the red runway, forward, forward, forward, hit the tight finish line, brushing the record to a new page.
10. Red is the coat of maple leaf, red is the most faithful messenger of Miss Qiu, and red is the most lively child of Mother Feng.
1 1. Red conveys the corporate image and spirit of vitality, enthusiasm, warmth and progress.
12. She was just like that, carrying her clusters of red flowers, blooming tirelessly with joy.
7. Red Poetry
"Spring and Snow in Qinyuan" is a beautiful scene in the north, with thousands of miles of ice and snow drifting in Wan Li.
Looking inside and outside the Great Wall, I only feel embarrassed; When the river rises and falls, it loses momentum. The mountains are like dancing silver snakes, and the highlands are like advancing wax elephants, all trying to match the sky in height.
It must be sunny, wrapped in red makeup, especially enchanting. There are so many beauties in Jiangshan that countless heroes bend their backs.
Cherish Qin Huang Hanwu, slightly lost literary talent; Tang Zong Song Zu, slightly less coquettish. A generation of arrogance, success, only know how to shoot an eagle with a bow.
These characters are gone, a few heroes who can make contributions, look at today's people. The long-standing spirit of "tune the tune of water to Jinggangshan" is heavy on Jinggangshan.
Looking for the old place thousands of miles away, the old look has changed. There are songs and dances everywhere, and there are many gurgling waters, and high roads enter the clouds.
After Huang Yangjie, you don't need to think about danger. The wind and thunder are moving and the flags are inspiring. This is a person's world. Looking at the past 38 years, with a flick of a finger.
You can stay on the moon for nine days, but you can catch turtles in five oceans. Nothing is difficult to the man who will try.
"Recalling Qin E Lou Shan Guan" is strong in the west, and the geese in the sky are called frost morning moon. First frost morning, horseshoe broken, horn swallowed.
Xiongguan road is as iron as iron, and now it is still one step away from the beginning. From the beginning, Cangshan was like the sea and the sunset was like blood.
"Seven Laws and Long March" The Red Army is not afraid of the expedition, and Qianshan has only leisure. Wuling Mountain is choppy, and Wumeng is walking in the mud ball.
Jinsha River is warm in the clouds and cliffs, and Dadu Bridge is cold with the cross rail. I am glad to see that Minshan Mountain is covered with snow and stretches for miles. Our soldiers crossed it and showed a bright smile.
"Langtaosha Beidaihe" heavy rain falls on the secluded swallow, white waves are sky-high, and the fishing boat is outside Qinhuangdao. We can't see a piece of Wang Yang, so who can we turn to for help? In the past 1000 years, Wei Wu waved a whip and left a legacy in the East.
The bleak autumn wind is changing the world again today. "Qinyuanchun Changsha" is independent in cold and autumn, with Xiangjiang River going north and Orange Island.
You see the mountains and plains, and the layers of forests are all dyed; The river is full of water, and hundreds of people compete for the flow. The eagle strikes the sky, the fish jumps shallowly, and everything in the frost is free.
Lonely, ask the boundless earth, who is in charge of ups and downs? Took a hundred couples on a trip. Recalling the past, the years are thick.
Just a classmate and teenager, in full bloom; Scholar spirit, Fang Qiu. Pointing out the maze, inspiring words, the dirt in Wan Huhou that year.
Remember hitting the water in the middle stream and the waves stopped the speedboat? "Picking mulberry seeds for Chongyang" is easy to get old, but difficult to get old. Today is Chongyang, and the yellow flowers in the battlefield are particularly fragrant.
The annual autumn wind blows hard, not like spring, but better than spring, just like the Wan Li frost on the vast river. If you want to know the East, Mo Daojun will go early.
People who travel all over the castle peak are not old, and the scenery here is unique. The peak outside Huichang leads directly to the east.
The soldiers pointed to the more lush South Guangdong. "Seven laws, the People's Liberation Army occupied Nanjing", and millions of heroes crossed the river.
The distance between the tiger and the dragon plate is better than in the past, turned upside down and natural and graceful. It is advisable to chase after the poor bandits with the remaining courage, not to learn from the overlord.
If the sky is sentimental, it will grow old, and the right way in the world is vicissitudes. "Mink Head Swimming" only drinks Changsha water and eats Wuchang fish.
Across the Yangtze River, you can see the endless sky. No matter how stormy it is, it is better to walk around.
Today is a day off, my son said in Sichuan: The deceased is like a husband! As soon as the wind blows, the tortoise and snake calm down, and the grand plan has been set. A bridge flies north and south, and the natural barrier becomes a thoroughfare.
There is also the stone wall of Xijiang River, which blocks Wushan Yunyu, and the high gorge goes out of Pinghu. The goddess should be safe and sound, and will surprise the world.