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Poems about red culture painting and calligraphy

1. What are the five-word poems about "red culture"

1. The people were all surprised, but I was at peace with myself.

2. Mao Zedong, "West River Moon - Jinggang Mountain" The flags at the bottom of the mountain are in sight, and the drums and horns at the top of the mountain are heard. The enemy is besieging me, but I'm still standing.

Already tightly barricaded, more determined to become a city. The first time I saw this was when I was in the middle of the night, when I was in the middle of the night, when I was in the middle of the night.

3, Mao Zedong "Cai Sang Zi - Chongyang" Life is easy to God is difficult to old, year after year Chongyang. The yellow flowers on the battlefield are very fragrant.

Once a year, the autumn wind is strong, not like the spring light. It's not like springtime, but it's like springtime, and the sky is frosty.

4, Mao Zedong "Dream Order - New Year's Day" Ninghua, Qingliu, Guihua, road pass forest deep moss slippery. Today to where, directly under the Wuyi Mountain.

Under the mountains, the wind shows the red flag like a picture. 5, Mao Zedong, "Memories of Qin'e - Loushanguan" The west wind is strong, and the geese in the sky call the frosty morning moon.

Frosty morning moon, the sound of broken hooves, the sound of horns throat.

The first time I saw this is when I was a kid, and it was the first time I'd ever seen a kid.

From the beginning, the mountains are like the sea, and the sun is like blood.

From the top, the mountains are like the sea, and the sun is like blood.

The Five Ridges are curving into a fine wave, and the Wumeng Pound is going through the mud. The water in Jinsha is warm, and the iron rope across the Dadu Bridge is cold.

More like Minshan thousand miles of snow, the three armies after all face. 7, Mao Zedong "seven rhymes - the People's Liberation Army occupation of Nanjing" Zhongshan wind and rain rose yellow, millions of heroes across the Yangtze River.

The tigers and dragons have won the victory over the past, and the sky and the earth have been overturned at the expense of generosity. The world has been turned upside down. It is better to pursue the poor and the brave, but not to learn from the famous.

If there is love in the sky, the sky is also old.

2. Ancient Poems about Red

1, "Red Peony" by Wang Wei, Tang Dynasty

The green color is idle and quiet, the red color is shallow and deep.

The heart of the flower wants to be broken, but the color of spring does not know the heart.

The green leaves of the red peony are spreading quietly, and the color of the red peony's flower is both fresh and dark. The red peonies have both bright and dark colors, and the peonies are dying. The peonies are sad and want to break their hearts, so can you know what the peonies are thinking about?

2, "Red Plum" by Wang Shipeng, Song Dynasty

Peach and plum are not jealous of each other.

It is still snowy and frosty, not yet very red.

Translation: Peach and plum should not be jealous of my red plum, red plum and peach and plum blossomed in the original appearance is different. The red plum has been through the wind and snow, and there are still traces of snow on the body. But it still does not admit that its color is very red.

3, "Partridge Sky - a little bit of residual red want to end" Song Dynasty Zhou Zizhi

A little bit of residual red want to end. The first cool fall air is all over the screen.

It is raining three times on Sycamore leaves, and the sound of leaves is the sound of parting.

Translation: I am alone to keep a lamp, the lamp is about to be burned out, the sky is cool, the autumn air filled with Luo curtains and silver screen, the rain sprinkled on the sycamore leaves, a leaf, a sound, are the mournful sound of parting.

4, "Partridge Sky - the title broken incense paper small calendared red" Song Dynasty Yan Guidao

The title broken incense paper small calendared red, poems sent to the old met.

The face of the wine in the west tower is covered with snow, and the spring clothes in the south garden are covered with a fine wind.

Translation: On the fragrant red paper embossed with patterns, the poems were written all over the paper, and most of the poems were sent to an old acquaintance. I only remembered her face like snow when I was drinking at the West Tower, and her blouse fluttering like a breeze when I was dancing at the South Court.

5, "The Fisherman's Father" - "The red color of the light on the pole" Qing Dynasty Nalan Seide

The red color of the light on the pole, the autumn wind would rather be cut for hibiscus.

Translation: As the sun was setting, the fisherman put away his rod and prepared to go home. Even the autumn wind is gentle, refused to let the lotus flowers withered. The smoky water is overcast, and the fisherman is at ease, listening to the melody of the piccolo, blown into the depths of the reed swings by the autumn wind.

3. must be the red classic poetry calligraphy (shorter) Thank you

Qinyuanchun Changsha 1925 independent of the cold autumn, Xiangjiang River to the north, Orange Island head.

The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on some of the most popular products and services in the world, and then you'll be able to get your hands on some of the most popular ones. The eagle strikes the sky, the fish flies to the bottom, all kinds of frosty sky competing for freedom.

Disappointment with the sky, ask the vastness of the world, who is the master of the sinking and floating? The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a pair of shoes or boots, and then you'll be able to get your hands on a pair of shoes or boots. The students were young and in their prime; the students were full of vigor and ambition.

Pointing the finger at the mountains and mountains, and then the words, and then the dung, and then the ten thousand vassals. Bodhisattva Barbarian Yellow Crane Tower 1927 Mangy nine schools of thought flow through China, and a heavy line penetrates north and south.

The rain and the smoke are so thick that the tortoise and the snake are locked up in the river. The yellow crane knows where to go, but there is still a place for tourists.

The wine is poured out, and the tide of the heart is rising. The Moon in the West River - Autumn Harvest Uprising 1927 The army is called the Workers' and Peasants' Revolution, and the flag is the sickle and the axe.

The army is called the Workers' and Peasants' Revolution, and its flag is the Sickle, the Axe and the Sickle. The landlords are oppressing the peasants, and the peasants are all fighting for the same cause.

The fall harvest is a sad time for the clouds, and the thunderbolt is a riot. Xijiang Yue Jinggang Mountain Autumn 1928 The flags are in sight at the bottom of the mountain, and the drums and horns are heard at the top of the mountain.

The enemy is besieging me, but I'm still standing. The enemy's siege is so great that I can't stand it.

The sound of artillery on the Huang Yang Border is a report of the enemy's disappearance. The war between Chiang Kuei and Chiang Kai-shek was a sudden change in the wind and the warlords resumed the war.

Spilling the beans on the earth is all about grievances, and a pillow of yellow sorghum is reproduced. The red flag jumped over the Ting River and went straight down to Longyan and Shanghang.

Wrap up a piece of the Golden Mou, divided into fields and land really busy.

Today, the sun is again heavy, the yellow flowers of the battlefield are very fragrant.

It's like springtime, but the sky is so clear that it's frosty.

Where are you headed today? I'm not going to be able to do that. The wind is blowing and the red flag is like a picture. The wind is blowing the red flag across the pass.

The wind and snow in the Ganjiang River have made it very difficult to find the right place. The first time I saw this was when I was a kid, and it was the first time I had ever seen a kid.

Butterfly Loves Flower From Tingzhou to Changsha July 1930 In June, the heavenly army recruited the corrupted, ten thousand long tassels to tie up the Kunpeng. The red corner of the Gan Shui side, the partial division borrowed from Huang Gongliu.

Millions of workers and peasants were enthusiastic, swept through Jiangxi and attacked Hunan and Hubei. The International Lamentation Song is a song, and the wild winds are falling from the sky for me.

Fisherman's Pride Against the First Great Encirclement and Suppression Spring 1931 The sky was red with frost, and the heavenly soldiers were furious. The fog filled Longgang with thousands of dark roaches, and they all called out that Zhang Huizan had been captured.

200,000 troops re-entered Gan, the wind and smoke rolled to the sky half. The workers and peasants have been aroused by millions of people, and they have been working with one heart and one mind, and the red flag under the Buzhou Mountain is in chaos.

Fisherman's Pride Against the Second Great Encirclement Summer 1931 The clouds at the top of Mount Baiyun want to stand up, and the calls under Mount Baiyun are urgent. The dead trees and rotten plants are all working hard, and the guns are forcing the flying general to enter from the heavy sky.

Seven hundred miles to drive fifteen days, Gan water pale Minshan blue. Sweeping thousands of troops each rolled up, some people weeping, for the camp step by step contend how and.

Bodhisattva Barbarian Dabaidi Summer 1933 Red, orange, yellow, green, blue and purple, who holds a colorful practice in the air? The sun is shining after the rain, and the mountains of Guanshan are pale. When the fierce battle was rapid, the bullet hole in front of the village wall.

Decorate this Guanshan Mountain, better look today. The summer of 1934, the east is about to dawn, do not say that you traveled early.

I'm not old enough to have stepped on the green mountains, and the scenery is unique. The first time I saw you, I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night.

The warrior pointed to the southern Guangdong, more lush and green.

The frosty morning moon, the sound of hooves broken, the sound of horns swallowed.

The sound of horses' hooves is broken, the sound of horns is swallowed.

From the top, the mountains are like the sea, and the sun is like blood.

The Long March, October 1935 The Red Army is not afraid to go on a long march, and it is only a matter of time before it is over.

The five mountain ranges are curved, the waves are small, and the mountains are majestic. The water of Jinsha was warmed by the clouds, and the Dadu Bridge was cold.

More like Minshan thousand miles of snow, the three armies after all face. Nian Nujiao Kunlun October 1935, the world, Mang Kunlun, read all the human spring color.

The Jade Dragon is a three-million-dollar dragon, stirring up the sky. The summer is dissolving, the rivers are overflowing, people or fish and turtles.

A thousand years of work, who has commented on it? And now I say Kunlun: not this high, not this much snow. I'm not sure how much I'm going to be able to do, but I'm sure I'm going to be able to do it," he said. A section of the European legacy, a section of the gift of the United States, a section of the return of the East.

The world of peace, the world with this hot and cold.

The world of peace, the whole world is the same.

It's not a good idea to go to the Great Wall, but it's a good idea to travel 20,000 kilometers. The red flag rolls in the west wind.

Today's tassel in hand, when to tie the dragon. All of the above are red classic poems, you can refer to it.

4. and red-related poems

1, Song - Li Mi Mi "Autumn evening sadness"

Gradually old more worried about a hundred things busy, the day is cold and the day is shorter more heartbreaking.

A few minutes of red on the yellow leaves, a moment of dawn into the sunset.

The spring water should come to the sea, the pine life can not be frost.

If the pot goes to the immortal, it will be a long time before we can see how long we have lived.

2. Tang Dynasty - Liu Jie "Begonia"

The color of light red is not deep, and it is like the heart of spring.

The Begonia flower is not deep in color, but it is like the heart of spring in its dependence. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.

The good night is more affectionate, and the fragrance under the moon is accompanied by drunken chanting.

3. Song - Shen Wei "Bodhisattva Barbarian - Falling Flowers Meandering Layers of Yin Less"

Falling Flowers Meandering Layers of Yin Less, Plum Competition to make the branch small. The red rain and the smoke, the pedestrians on the other side of the river.

The good flowers are over, and the ground is full of empty grass. The sun is drunk and woke up to ask, a spring without this cold.

4. Song - Wang Shipeng "Red Plum"

Peach and plum do not envy each other, prematurely different.

The snow and frost are still there, but not yet very red.

5. Song Yan Shu "Tapsa Xing - The Path is Red and Sparse"

The path is red and sparse, and the countryside is green. The color of the trees on the high platform is shady. The spring breeze does not prohibit the poplar flowers, and the face of the pedestrians is in a state of confusion.

The green leaves hide the warblers, and the vermilion curtains separate the swallows. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty. The poet's tone of voice is that of the red plum, saying, "Don't be jealous of the peach and the plum," meaning, "Don't be jealous of the peach and the plum," and "Don't be jealous of the red plum. What are the peaches and plums jealous of the red plum? The poet then said, "the talent is different", which is a reply to the previous sentence of the said jealousy, persuade the peach and plum do not envy, because the red plum and peach and plum blossom in full bloom originally is different. "Still snow frost state, not willing to very red", the previous sentence with "still" word turn, wrote the red plum after frost status, thus pointing out the red plum modest quality. Because from the winter over, the red plum still has traces of frost and snow, so although it is a red plum, but refused to "very red".

5. The classic red poems

1, Long March

Mao Zedong

The Red Army is not afraid of the long march.

The Five Ridges are curving and curving, and the Wumeng Pound is walking on the mudballs.

The water of Jinsha is warmed by the cloudy cliffs, and the Dadu Bridge is cold across the iron rope.

I'm glad to see that Minshan Mountain has a thousand miles of snow, and that the three armies are all happy after that.

Translation:

The Red Army is not afraid of all the hardships and difficulties on the Long March, and regards the thousands of mountains and waters as extremely normal.

The stretches of the Five Ridges, in the eyes of the Red Army is nothing more than a microwave of fine waves in the ups and downs, and the imposing Wumeng Mountain, in the eyes of the Red Army is nothing more than a mudball.

Jinsha River turbid waves, beat the towering cliffs, steaming. Dadu River dangerous bridge across the frame, swaying in the air suspended by the roots of the iron rope, chilling bursts.

Even more delightful is to step on the thousands of miles of snow Minshan, the Red Army over the past after each smiling.

2, Qinyuanchun - snow

Modern: Mao Zedong

The scenery in the north of the country, thousands of miles of ice, ten thousand miles of snow drift.

Looking at the Great Wall and beyond, but the remaining mang mang; the river up and down, lost the torrent.

The mountain dances with a silver snake, the original wax elephant, want to try with the sky than high.

It must be a clear day to see the red dress, enchanting.

The Jiangshan River is so beautiful that it attracts countless heroes to compete.

It is a pity that the Qin Emperor and the Han Wu, a little less elegant; Tang Zong and Song Zu, a little less popular.

A generation of pride, Genghis Khan, only know how to bend the bow to shoot a big eagle.

We are still in the past, and we are still looking at the present day.

Translation:

The scenery in the north, ten million miles of ice frozen, ten million miles of snow drifting. Looking at the Great Wall inside and outside, there is only a boundless white blanket; the broad Yellow River up and down, suddenly lost the momentum of the water.

The mountains seem to be like silver-white pythons flying, the hills on the plateau seem to be like many white elephants running, they all want to try to compete with God. To wait until a sunny day, to see the red sunshine and white snow and ice reflecting the beautiful.

The Jiangshan River is so charming, attracted countless heroes competing. It is a pity that Qin Shi Huang, Han Wu Di, a little less literary talent; Tang Taizong, Song Taizu, a little less literary merit. Genghis Khan, a world-renowned figure, only knew how to draw a bow and shoot a big eagle. These characters are all past, count the number of heroes who can build a career, but also look at today's people.

3, a cut plum - red lotus root incense residue jade woven mat autumn

Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao

red lotus root incense residue jade woven mat autumn. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm going to be able to do it. The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of the clouds, and when I came back, the moon was full in the west tower.

The flowers have been floating in the air since the beginning of the year, and the water is flowing freely. The first thing I want to do is to get rid of all the problems that I've been having. The first one is the one that is not in the hands of the people who are in the hands of the people who are in the hands of the people who are in the hands of the people.

Translation:

The lotus has been left behind, the fragrance has disappeared, cold and smooth as jade bamboo mat, through the deep cool fall. The first thing I did was to take off my silk coat and lie down on the bed alone. Gazing up at the distant sky, where the white clouds are rolling, who will send the brocade letter? It is the time for the geese to form the "human" character and return southward in a row. The moonlight is bright and soaked, sprinkled all over the west side of the pavilion alone.

The flower, self-consciously floating, water, self-consciously drifting. The first thing I'd like to say is that I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm sure I'm going to be able to do it. Ah, can not be ruled out - this lovesickness, this parting sorrow, just disappeared from the slightly frowning eyebrows, and then vaguely entangled in the heart.

4, meet in person - forest flowers thank the spring red

Fifth generation: Li Yu

The forest flowers thank the spring red, too hasty. I can't help it, the cold rain comes in the morning and the wind comes in the evening.

Rouge tears, stay drunk with each other, how long will it take. The first thing I want to say is that I don't want to be a part of it, but I do want to be a part of it.

Translation:

The red flowers in the woods have faded, flowers blossom and fall, only a few times, it is really going too hastily. There is nothing to be done about it, how can the flowers withstand that bleak wind and cold rain that destroys them day and night?

Drifting down all over the ground of the red flowers, by the rain, like a beauty on the cheeks of the rouge in and with the tears flow. Flowers and compassionate people stay with each other, like drunkenness, when can we reunite again? Life is never too much to resent, like that eastward river, unending, never ending.

5, red plum

Song Dynasty: Wang Shipeng

Peach and plum do not envy each other, prematurely different.

But the snow and frost, not very red.

Translation:

Peach and plum don't be jealous of my red plum, red plum and peach and plum blossomed in the original appearance is different,

red plum through the wind and snow, the body is still traces of snow.

The first time I saw the movie, I was in the middle of the movie, and I was in the middle of the movie, and I was in the middle of the movie.

The mountains and rivers are in ruins, and the wind is fluttering.

The first thing you need to do is to be on the edge of your seat, and you'll be able to see what's going on in your life.

The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.

Bidding farewell to the clouds, Ming Xia Wanshun

Three years of detained travelers, and today the South Crown.

Infinite rivers and mountains tears, who said that the world is wide.

I know that the road to the spring is near, but it is difficult to say goodbye to my hometown.

I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get back, but I'm going to be able to get back.

The story of the incident Ming Xia Wanshun

The death of Qin has not yet leveled the air.

The wind is strong and the sun is bright.

Onyx is the symbol of honoring the family and the country, and the boat is the symbol of life and death!

Hu Jia is a piece of moonlight in the city.

Spring Hope by Tang Du Fu

The country is broken, the grass is deep in the spring.

Tears are splashed on the flowers in the time of sensation, and the birds are frightened in the heart when they hate to say goodbye.

The beacon fire lasts for three months, and the letter from home is worth ten thousand gold.

The white head is shorter than the white hair, and I wish I could not win the hairpin.

7. poems about the red

You look at the choice of one, it is recommended that you choose according to the characteristics of the reciter (solo or group), the specifications of the organization and the grade.

The other is to simulate the recitation to check once, control the time whether in three minutes. - O homeland! I am poverty, I am sorrow.

I am the painful hope of your grandfathers and grandmothers, the flower that has not fallen to the ground for thousands of years between the sleeves of the "flying sky" -- O motherland! I am your new ideals, fresh from the cobwebs of myth; I am the germ of the ancient lotus under your blanket of snow; I am the smile of your tears; I am the freshly brushed snow-white starting line; I am the scarlet dawn that is erupting -- O motherland! I am one of your one billionth part, the sum of your nine million six hundred thousand squares; with your bruised breasts you feed the confused, the thoughtful, the seething me; from my flesh and blood, then, I will obtain your riches, your glory, your freedom; -- O motherland, my dear motherland! 2. "Long live the motherland" Long live the motherland! Like bells ringing through the heavens, each note is a thrilling spring thunder, Long live the fatherland! A loudest praise fills my eyes with rainy tears Long live the motherland! A chorus from the five thousand years is as vivid and magnificent as the wind blowing the wheat waves I visit the grassland and see the eagles and geese in procession I go into the mountains and see the seasonal scenery in the sound of the wind and the birds' voices and the new century's rising flag makes me cheer and revel in the lofty edifice and see the ten thousand miles of rivers and mountains with their infinite winds and bright sunshine Long live the motherland! The green mountains stand tall, the green water refuses to stay still, the mountains are immortal, shaping 5,000 years of beauty, the water flows, flowing 5,000 years of prestige, and in the fireworks of the festival, I'm the bud that burns and bursts, long live the motherland! A long call, a magnificent praise, in the march of the people, I am a grain of wheat on the coat of arms, in the blossoms of the motherland, I am a flying son of the motherland, long live the motherland! Long live the fatherland, where dynasties have gone, where the pride of the gods has gone, where the palaces of the gods have collapsed, where only the Great Wall of China has survived, long live the fatherland! The hymn of my life, the splendor of my blood, in my life, all the things outside of me can be cut off, but the only thing that can't be cut off is our great ~~~~ Chinese People's Republic. 3. When the brilliant sun jumps out of the East China Sea's turquoise waves, the Pamir Plateau is still shining with stars. When the northern country is still a world of silver, the southern border has long been overflowing with the color of spring.

Ah, we love you, China! We love you ...... Guilin's beautiful landscape, the West Lake of Hangzhou's makeup, Yellow Mountain, Mount Lu's misty clouds, the Yangtze River, the Yellow River, the waves of the broad. We love you ...... the fragrance of Longjing tea, Maotai wine mellow beauty, Gangnam silk clean and gorgeous, Jingdezhen ceramics, the heavenly craftsmanship.

We love you ...... the watery moonlight in front of the Dai family's bamboo house, the towering Potala Palace on the roof of the world, the grapes of Turpan, the melons of Hami, the prairie's sheep, the camels of the Gobi Beach. We love you ...... the ancient song played by the bells of the warring states, the new song written by the reform and opening up, the rolling tide of spring surging in China, the motherland land lit up the fire of hope.

We love you ...... The history of struggle, the fruit of sweat. The greatness of the pine tree, the purity of the plum blossom, the broad-mindedness, the grandeur.

We are proud, we are proud, we strive, we open up, you are the strongest of the world's peoples, we love you, China! Gold-like world Condensed three thousand years of culture of the round of the moon, radiating out of the season, golden autumn, gold-like world, brewing a harvest of wine; cheers to the roar, rowing tomorrow's splendor, gathered in the round cake, the evolution of the happiness of the harvest; Recall the past: how many writers and ink writers, raise their glasses to invite the moon lamenting the sorrow of the country, look at the present day: we colleagues of the thoughts are more voluminous, such as drunkenness; We recall: recall that the **** with the moon, the world is not the same as the world, we are not the same as the world. We recall the spring rain of sowing seeds together, the hardship of working under the stars and moonlight, and the high wind of unity and progress; we think freely about the ambitious career that is about to erupt, the colorful clouds that are catching up with us, and the red sun that is brilliant for us and for you; we will always love you. 4. Poetry Recitation: "China in the Shengshi" by Zhu Hai 90 years of the turning of the stars and the going of the great river to the east 90 years of China in the Shengshi China I tell you about a surprise of the earth China in the Shengshi I'd like to ask you to walk in the rainbow, where the Qinghai-Tibet Railway crosses the roof of the world, where the West-East Gas Pipeline breathes into the sky, where the Hangzhou Bay Bridge connects to the Pacific Ocean's azure runway, where the Three Gorges Dam rises up in the clouds, and where the South-to-North Water Diversion spills out a line of romantic poetry. I'd like to ask you to be a guest in the new countryside, where the land is planted with the green of the times and where the singing of new songs of three farmers increases yields and production. I want to take you to the new science and technology park, where high-tech achievements are so brilliant that the world of the future is within our reach. I want to ask you to visit the space city, where the astronauts are concentrating on the next 30 years of space tourism, and to explore the new countryside. I'd like to ask you to go to Pudong New Area to stand on the top of the tallest building in Asia and watch the sunrise over the East China Sea and the clouds roll in and out of the sky I'd like to ask you to go to the expressway, which was zero kilometers 30 years ago, and which will run north, south, east, west and west in 30 years' time I'd like to ask you to be on a moving train whose dream of traveling from one place to the next is transcending the earth's gravitational pull I'd like to ask you to go to Hong Kong and Macao to travel after 10 years of the reunification, when the bauhinia flowers and the golden lotuses are in full blossom and fragrance is floating in the whole world If you've traveled all over China, then please sit down and turn on the HDTV, or let's surf the web and let the magic of broadband breathe with the world. 90 years of spring and autumn, 90 years of rapid change, and the world of China has told you the legend of the world, and the world of China tells you the beauty of the age. Today, we also want to give you in front of the screen 30 years of time the big test has changed our collective life.

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