What are the poems praising "rosy clouds"?

Tang Dynasty: Liu Yuxi

Jin Xin gradually moved eastward, and the shadow of the wheel still rose.

It is difficult to get back together when it is absolutely beautiful, and he should be disappointed on this day.

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The golden glow gradually rises from the east, the moon is slanting to the west, and the fairy shadow is far away. I am still looking back frequently. Just because its beautiful scenery is hard to come back, I should be disappointed in the Mid-Autumn Festival!

2. Go to Sanshan in the evening and return to Wangjing.

Southern and Northern Dynasties: Xie Tiao

The sun sets on the towering roof, and the houses in Beijing are not so high and low.

The residual clouds of the sunset are scattered like rosy clouds, and the clear river is as calm as white.

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Sunset makes the soaring roofs colorful and beautiful, and the houses in Beijing are uneven and lifelike.

The remaining sunset clouds are scattered like colorful brocade, and the clarified river is as calm as white practice.

3. Dawn

Tang Dynasty: Han Wo

Sunlight shines into the water, reflecting a red sky in the water.

As long as Mount Tai waits until the third night, you will see the first round of red sun being sent to the blue sky.

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The glow of the sky is reflected in the water, and the sky reflected in the water turns red for a while.

As long as you wait in Taishan until after midnight, you will see the first round of red sun being sent to the blue sky.

4. Huanxi Shashan Mountain is dizzy.

Song Dynasty: Su Shi

The mountains are immersed in the faint glow, and the wind in Xiangchuan spits cold flowers. Crows are scattered in the distant forest houses.

Dreaming of how many roads there are in my hometown, I am drunk and look around the world. The moonlight shines for thousands of miles and the sand is flat.

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The mountains and plains are filled with sunset glow, the Xiangjiang River is calm and autumn flowers are in full bloom. There are several families scattered by the Woods in the distance, and crows are still crowing for shelter.

I walked all the paths in my hometown in my sleep, and I woke up and looked south before I knew there was a barrier. The bright moon shines on the decaying sand plain.

5, hill, blue curtain, a ray of red.

Song Dynasty: Chen Liang

A wisp of red in the blue curtain. At night, the branches crow and the cold smoke is thick. Xiaolou is worried about painting East. At dusk, there was a flute and a Yun Lan wind.

The past is empty. Dreams can't fly, Chu Palace. Cui secretly sealed it with gauze and tears. Jiangnan is vast, and there is nowhere to be prosperous.

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The rosy clouds in the blue sky are stained with a touch of brilliant red. On the branches of Sophora japonica, birds call friends, and the cold smoke is getting thicker and thicker. I leaned against the painting column, worried about the east of Xiao Lou. The moonlight is sad and hazy, and through the blue clouds, waves of sad flutes float in the evening breeze.

The past was nothing. Qu Yuan's loyal spirit of worrying about the country can't fly to the official of Chu State. I tried to dye Spa green with blood and tears and secretly sealed it. But Jiangnan is so vast, where can I find a swan goose and send me a message to fly into Jiuchong Palace?