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What are the poems about corals?
Poems about corals include:

1, Cen Can's "Dunhuang satrap backyard song" in the Tang Dynasty.

Original text:

For your hand, the coral whip won half the gold coins, and the pleasure was also biased.

Translation:

Holding a coral whip in his hand and playing half the money drunk, that kind of fun is strange and unspeakable!

2. Wake up in the Spring Festival Evening by Pi Rixiu in the Tang Dynasty.

Original text:

The four strings are drunk as slaves, and the fragrance is in Cuilu.

The red wax lit after waking up in the middle of the night quickly burns out, and the wax grease melts into beautiful corals.

Translation:

As soon as the music stopped, I was drunk, and the lingering fragrance was scattered in the emerald wine stove.

When you wake up in the middle of the night, the red wax used for lighting will burn out, and the wax grease will melt into tears and become beautiful corals.

3. Gu Kuang's trip to the Tang Dynasty.

Original text:

Light and thin, jade face, purple stranger's spring breeze wrapped the horse's feet. The golden stork flies with double pedals, and the long gown pricks the snow and gives birth to rhinoceros bundles.

The green locust sets off the shadow and the coral is a meteor. Red muscle blowing wine light hideous, street pull Jin Wu.

Drums are played in the morning and at night. Beginners refuse to attend classes, while beauties help step on the golden moon.

Translation:

The frivolous dude's face is as white as jade, and the spring breeze on the Beijing road haunts his clues. The flying stork is embroidered on the saddle, and the gold pedal is sufficient. The gown with white snow is also a rhinoceros belt.

The locust trees on both sides of the road have been planted with green trees, and the whip is inlaid with coral like a meteor. I was flushed and drunk, and I was so angry that I pushed the public security personnel forward in the street.

I went out to play drums in the morning and didn't stop playing drums until I came back at night. After entering the door, he refused to go to the hall by himself, and the beautiful woman helped him climb the steps in the moonlight.

4. Three Kingdoms Cao Zhi's "Beauty"

Original text:

The beautiful and quiet girl is busy at the fork of the country road. Ran Ran is full of soft stripes and leaves are falling.

The rolled-up sleeves are clearly visible in her hands, and a gold bracelet is worn on her white wrist. She wears a sparrow gold hairpin on her head and an emerald green jade on her waist.

The pearls are shining, and corals and pearls are interspersed. Silk rollers dance in the spring breeze, and thin skirts spin in the wind.

Translation:

The beautiful and quiet girl is busy picking mulberry at the fork in the country. Mulberry branches hang softly, and the picked mulberry leaves fall gently.

Her hand can be seen in the rolled-up sleeve, and a golden bracelet is worn on her white wrist. Wearing a bird-shaped gold hairpin and a jade waist.

Pearls sparkle with coral and spheres. The silk skirt flutters in the spring breeze, and the thin skirt rotates with the wind.

5. Yu Hu Yin by Li Bai in Tang Dynasty

Original text:

Martyrs bump into jade pots and cherish their old age. Three cups of sword dance autumn moon, suddenly singing and crying.

At the beginning of the phoenix, purple mud appeared, and the emperor called it a royal banquet. Praise the Lord for nine days, stir up red waves and green sages.

Turn the dragon into a dragon and give coral a white jade whip. The world doesn't know that Dong Fangshuo, the great hidden Golden Gate, is a fallen fairy.

Shi Ying smiled, but the ugly girls were tired. Although the king loves moths and eyebrows, there is nothing he can do to kill people in the palace!

Translation:

In the past, the martyrs knocked on the jade pot, lamenting their hesitation, but regretting that the old age was coming. Now I've drunk three cups of old wine, drawn my sword and danced with the autumn moon, thinking of the future days makes people cry!

I received an imperial decree at the beginning of the year and wanted to raise a glass at the royal banquet. Praise the Lord of Wancheng, and within nine times, laugh at the princes and dignitaries above the red hills.

Appeared in front of the emperor, repeatedly changing the dragon's horse, waving a coral jade whip in his hand. Like Dong Fangshuo, I seem to be a fairy falling from the sky, hiding in the court, and the world doesn't know it.

I am as good at smiling as Shi, and I am deeply loved by the king. And ugly girls learn from others, and the more they learn, the uglier they become. How proud and happy I am when it is. But today is different. Although the king still cherishes the beauty of the moth's eyebrows, he has no choice but to be ruined by the jealous woman in the palace. Even if I were a beautiful woman, I couldn't stand in the palace.

6. In the Tang Dynasty, Li Bai's "Singing Pomegranates at the East Window Next Door"

Original text:

Under the east window of Lu Nv, the sea willow world is rare.

Coral reflects green water, which is not enough to compare with Guanghua.

Incense rises with the wind, and good birds return at dusk.

I would like to be a branch of the southeast, and my clothes are low.

There is no * * * to climb and fold, leading the Golden Gate.

Translation:

Outside the east window of Shandong's daughter, there is a rare sea pomegranate in the world.

The coral reflected in the blue sea is not as bright as its branches.

The fragrance is scattered with the wind, and the good bird stays in the sunset.

I would like to be the southeast branch of pomegranate, bow my head and brush my neighbor's clothes.

It's a pity that I can't climb the tall branches and cran my neck to look up at the gorgeous window sash.