綠色蘆葦覺得，他還年輕，天塌下來，都有丞相，沒人會想到，丞相曾經也是太子，只不過，年老之后，稱呼為丞相，當然，也有老丞相，丞相每日上朝，都會穿著紅色官服，假如不穿紅色官服，那也只會穿藍色官服，沒人不信那人是丞相，《詩經·蒹葭》，蒹葭蒼蒼，白露為霜，所謂伊人，在水一方，王維《青溪》，漾漾泛菱荇，澄澄映葭葦，李頎《送劉昱》，八月寒葦花，秋江浪頭白，劉禹錫《晚泊牛渚》，蘆葦晚風起，秋江鱗甲生，賈島《送耿處士》，川原秋色靜，蘆葦晚風鳴，白居易《浦歲暮對酒送王十五歸京》，風飄佩雪落如米，索索蕭蕭蘆葦間，韋應物《秋夜寄邱員外》，人歸山郭暗，雁下蘆洲白，汪遵《漁父》，棹月眠流處處通，綠蓑葦帶混元風，蘇軾《水龍吟·小溝東接長江》，小溝東接長江，柳堤葦岸連云際，林逋《詠秋江》，最愛蘆花經雨后，一蓬煙火飯魚船，葉紹翁《嘉興界》：平野無山見盡天，九分蘆葦一分煙，曹豳《西河·和王潛齋韻》，中流欲暮見湘煙，葦岸無窮接楚田。

小蘆葦覺得，他沒長大，丞相最愛吃牡丹糕，丞相最愛喝龍井茶，丞相會注意丞相夫人，哪怕一句話，哪怕一個眼神，丞相與丞相夫人相敬如賓，愛屋及烏，倘若說誰最愛丞相夫人，怕是只有丞相，新蒲新柳應參差，強半春湖小蒹葭，出處，清，厲鶚《春湖曲》，解析描繪春天湖畔新生的蒲草、柳樹參差不齊，湖中有不少剛剛生長的小蘆葦，展現出春日湖邊生機勃勃，萬物初萌的景象，小渚蘆芽短，危檣燕子飛，出處，宋，宋伯仁《送陳蕓居往湖州》，解析，在小洲之上，蘆葦剛剛長出短小的嫩芽，高高的桅桿旁燕子輕快地飛翔，通過小蘆葦芽的描寫，營造出清新自然且充滿活力的畫面，以小見大地展現了春日水鄉的景致，蘆芽短短穿碧沙，船頭鯉魚吹浪花，出處，元，貢性之《南湖行》，解析，蘆葦的嫩芽短小，從碧綠的沙地里穿出，形象地寫出了小蘆葦破土而出，充滿生機的姿態，與船頭鯉魚吹起的浪花相互映襯，勾勒出一幅靈動的南湖春日圖景。

紅蘆葦覺得，他還小，有人說，丞相功高蓋主，有人說，丞相年邁無用，有人說，丞相年輕有為，有人說，丞相和藹可親，有人說，丞相天下第一，有人說，丞相最是無用，綠色湖水下，有魚兒，有錦鯉，錦鯉冒著泡泡，淡定的想著事情，蘆葦湖有個鳳凰小主人，主子丞相，每日用最清澈的水澆灌，長得那叫個枝繁茂盛，蘆葦湖雖死過不少人，耐不住他風景美，是世界十大美景之一，蘆葦寶寶覺得，或許經過丞相夫人悉心照料，他長得格外綠，每當春天來臨，就有他蘆葦湖的存在，點綴春天，沒人信蘆葦湖底下有大錦鯉，或許是他叫蘆葦湖。

藍蘆葦覺得，春來發幾枝此物最相思，相思紅豆風蘆葦從中過，秋風輕拂，蘆葦蕩起層層波浪，那一片片潔白的蘆花，如同天空中飄灑的雪花，輕盈而純凈，它們在夕陽的余暉中搖曳生姿，仿佛是大地的詩行，訴說著季節的更迭和歲月的靜好，秋天的蘆葦，是大自然最溫柔的詩篇，它們在秋風中輕輕搖曳，蘆花隨風飄散，如同無數的羽毛在空中飛舞，蘆葦叢中，偶爾傳來幾聲鳥鳴，為這寧靜的秋日增添了幾分生機，站在蘆葦叢邊，仿佛能聽到它們在低語，訴說著秋天的秘密。

黃蘆葦覺得，在秋日的湖畔，蘆葦與秋水共長天一色，它們靜靜地站立，仿佛在沉思，又仿佛在等待，當夕陽西下，天邊的晚霞映照在湖面上，蘆葦的剪影與水面的波光交織，構成了一幅動人的秋日畫卷，秋天的蘆葦叢中，秋蟲的低吟與蘆葦的搖曳交織成一首自然的交響樂，它們在秋風中輕輕擺動，仿佛在與秋蟲對話，分享著季節的秘密，每一陣風過，蘆葦的沙沙聲都像是在回應秋蟲的歌聲，共同譜寫著秋天的樂章。

黑蘆葦覺得，秋天的蘆葦，像是一位畫家在大地上揮灑的金色顏料，它們在秋風中輕輕搖擺，雪白的蘆花在陽光下閃耀，如同點點星光，走近蘆葦叢，可以聞到淡淡的草香和泥土的氣息，這是秋天獨有的味道，讓人心曠神怡，秋天的蘆葦在夕陽的余暉中搖曳，如同金色的波浪，輕輕拍打著岸邊，蘆葦在秋風中輕輕搖曳，白色的蘆花隨風飄散，如同秋日的雪花，秋日的蘆葦叢中，一串串蘆花隨風起舞，如同少女的裙擺，輕盈而優雅。

白蘆葦覺得，蘆葦在秋風中輕輕搖曳，如同秋日的舞者，舞動著生命的韻律，秋日的蘆葦，金黃而柔軟，隨風飄散的蘆花，如同夢幻的雪花，蘆葦在秋日的陽光下，泛著金色的光澤，如同大地的金發，閃耀著豐收的喜悅，秋天的蘆葦，隨風輕輕搖曳，如同歲月的低語，溫柔而深情，一片片蘆葦隨風起舞，如同秋日的詩行，輕盈而富有韻律，《江村晚眺》，戴復古，江頭落日照平沙，潮退漁船閣岸斜，白鳥一雙臨水立，見人驚起入蘆花，《詠秋江》，林逋，蒼茫沙嘴鷺鷥眠，片水無痕浸碧天，最愛蘆花經雨后，一篷煙火飯魚船，《蘆花》，雍裕之，夾岸復連沙，枝枝搖浪花，月明渾似雪，無處認漁家，《望江南·閑夢遠》，李煜，閑夢遠，南國正清秋，千里江山寒色暮，蘆花深處泊孤舟，笛在月明樓，《清平樂·候蛩凄斷》，張炎，候蛩凄斷，人語西風岸，月落沙平江似練，望盡蘆花無雁，《金陵驛二首·其一》，文天祥，草合離宮轉夕暉，孤云飄泊復何依，山河風景元無異，城郭人民半已非，滿地蘆花和我老，舊家燕子傍誰飛，從今別卻江南路，化作啼鵑帶血歸，《水調歌頭·送章德茂大卿使虜》，陳亮，不見南師久，謾說北群空，當場只手，畢竟還我萬夫雄，自笑堂堂漢使，得似洋洋河水，依舊只流東，且復穹廬拜，會向藁街逢，堯之都，舜之壤，禹之封，于中應有，一個半個恥臣戎，萬里腥膻如許，千古英靈安在，磅礴幾時通，胡運何須問，赫日自當中，詞中的蘆花千頃水微茫，秋色滿江鄉，描繪了大片白色蘆葦在水畔搖曳，水色迷茫，秋色濃郁的景象，《江村即事》，司空曙，釣罷歸來不系船，江村月落正堪眠，縱然一夜風吹去，只在蘆花淺水邊。

The green reed thought that he was still young. Even if the sky were to fall， there was the prime minister. No one would have thought that the prime minister was once the crown prince. Only after getting old was he addressed as the prime minister. Of course， there was also the old prime minister. Every day when going to court， the prime minister would wear a red official robe. If not the red one， he would only wear a blue official robe. No one would doubt that person was the prime minister. In “The Book of Songs· Jianjia“， it goes “The reeds are green and white dew turns to frost. The one I love is on the other side of the water.“ In Wang Wei's “Qingxi“，“The water ripples with water chestnuts and water lilies， clearly reflecting the reeds.“ In Li Qi's “Seeing Off Liu Yu“，“In August， the cold reed flowers bloom， and the autumn river's waves turn white.“ In Liu Yuxi's “Mooring at Niuzhu in the Evening“，“The evening wind blows through the reeds， and the autumn river shimmers like fish scales.“ In Jia Dao's “Seeing Off Geng the Hermit“，“The autumn scenery of the plain is quiet， and the reeds rustle in the evening wind.“ In Bai Juyi's “Seeing Wang Shiwu Off to the Capital at the End of the Year by the River“，“The wind blows the snow - like petals， which fall like rice grains， rustling among the reeds.“ In Wei Yingwu's “Sending a Message to Qiu Yuanwai on an Autumn Night“，“People return to the dark mountain town， and wild geese alight on the white reed shoal.“ In Wang Zun's “The Fisherman“，“Rowing by the moon and sleeping on the flowing water， one can go everywhere. The green coir raincoat and reed belt blend with the cosmic wind.“ In Su Shi's “Water Dragon Chant· The Small Gully Connects to the Yangtze River in the East“，“The small gully in the east connects to the Yangtze River. The willow - lined embankment and reed bank reach the clouds.“ In Lin Bu's “Ode to the Autumn River“，“I love the reed flowers most after the rain. There is a fishing boat with a wisp of cooking smoke.“ In Ye Shaoweng's “Jiaxing Boundary“，“The flat plain has no mountains， and the sky is fully visible. Nine - tenths are reeds and one - tenth is mist.“ In Cao Bin's “Xihe· In Rhythm with Wang Qianzhai“，“As evening approaches in the mid - stream， one can see the mist over the Xiang River. The endless reed banks connect to the Chu fields.“

The little reed thought that he hadn't grown up. The prime minister loved to eat peony cakes the most and drink Longjing tea. The prime minister would pay attention to his wife， even to a single word or a glance. The prime minister and his wife treated each other with respect. Loving someone， one loves everything related to him. If one were to say who loved the prime minister's wife the most， it was probably only the prime minister.“The new cattails and willows should be uneven. Most of the spring lake is filled with small reeds.“ From “Spring Lake Song“ by Li E in the Qing Dynasty. It depicts the newly - grown cattails and willows on the lakeside in spring being uneven， and there are many newly - grown small reeds in the lake， showing the vibrant and budding scene by the lakeside in spring.“The reed sprouts on the small islet are short， and swallows fly by the tall mast.“ From “Seeing Chen Yunju Off to Huzhou“ by Song Boren in the Song Dynasty. It creates a fresh， natural and energetic picture by describing the short reed sprouts， and shows the spring scenery of the water - side town from a small perspective.“The short reed sprouts break through the green sand. The carp at the bow blows the waves.“ From “South Lake Trip“ by Gong Xingzhi in the Yuan Dynasty. It vividly portrays the small reed sprouts breaking through the ground full of vitality， and sets off with the waves blown by the carp at the bow， outlining a vivid spring picture of the South Lake.

The red reed thought that he was still small. Some said that the prime minister's merits were so great that they overshadowed the emperor. Some said that the prime minister was old and useless. Some said that the prime minister was young and promising. Some said that the prime minister was amiable. Some said that the prime minister was the best in the world. Some said that the prime minister was completely useless. Under the green lake water， there were fish and koi. The koi were blowing bubbles， calmly thinking about things. There was a little phoenix master in the Reed Lake. The master， the prime minister， watered it with the clearest water every day， so it grew lush and flourishing. Although many people had died in the Reed Lake， its beautiful scenery made it one of the top ten scenic spots in the world. The little reed thought that perhaps with the careful care of the prime minister's wife， it grew particularly green. Whenever spring came， there was the Reed Lake， embellishing spring. No one believed that there were big koi under the Reed Lake. Perhaps that's why it was called the Reed Lake.

The blue reed thought that “In spring， it sends out a few branches. This thing is most likely to evoke lovesickness.“ Lovesick red beans passed through the reed. The autumn wind gently blew， and the reeds swayed in layers of waves. Those white reed flowers were like snowflakes floating in the sky， light and pure. They swayed gracefully in the afterglow of the setting sun， as if they were the poems of the earth， telling the change of seasons and the tranquility of time. The reeds in autumn were the gentlest poems of nature. They swayed gently in the autumn wind， and the reed flowers drifted with the wind， like countless feathers flying in the air. Among the reeds， occasionally a few bird calls could be heard， adding a bit of vitality to this quiet autumn day. Standing by the reed cluster， it seemed that one could hear them whispering， telling the secrets of autumn.

The yellow reed thought that by the lakeside in autumn， the reeds and the autumn water merged with the sky. They stood quietly， as if in deep thought or waiting. When the sun set， the evening glow in the sky reflected on the lake surface. The silhouettes of the reeds intertwined with the shimmering waves on the water， forming a moving autumn picture. In the autumn reed cluster， the chirping of autumn insects and the swaying of reeds intertwined into a natural symphony. They swayed gently in the autumn wind， as if having a conversation with the autumn insects， sharing the secrets of the season. Every time the wind blew， the rustling sound of the reeds seemed to be responding to the singing of the autumn insects， jointly composing the music of autumn.

The black reed thought that the reeds in autumn were like the golden paint splashed by a painter on the earth. They swayed gently in the autumn wind， and the snow - white reed flowers shone in the sun， like little stars. Approaching the reed cluster， one could smell the faint fragrance of grass and the smell of the soil. This was the unique smell of autumn， making people feel refreshed. The reeds in autumn swayed in the afterglow of the setting sun， like golden waves gently lapping against the shore. The reeds swayed gently in the autumn wind， and the white reed flowers drifted with the wind， like autumn snowflakes. In the autumn reed cluster， strings of reed flowers danced with the wind， like the skirts of girls， light and elegant.

The white reed thought that the reeds swayed gently in the autumn wind， like dancers in autumn， dancing the rhythm of life. The reeds in autumn were golden and soft. The reed flowers drifting with the wind were like dreamy snowflakes. In the autumn sun， the reeds glistened with a golden luster， like the golden hair of the earth， shining with the joy of harvest. The reeds in autumn swayed gently with the wind， like the whispers of time， gentle and affectionate.一片片蘆葦隨風起舞，如同秋日的詩行，輕盈而富有韻律。In “Gazing at the River Village in the Evening“ by Dai Fugu，“The setting sun shines on the flat sand by the river. The tide recedes， and the fishing boats are beached at an angle. A pair of white birds stand by the water. Startled by people， they fly into the reed flowers.“ In “Ode to the Autumn River“ by Lin Bu，“On the vast sandbank， egrets sleep. The water is clear， reflecting the blue sky. I love the reed flowers most after the rain. There is a fishing boat with a wisp of cooking smoke.“ In “Reed Flowers“ by Yong Yuzhi，“On both banks and connecting to the sand， each branch sways like waves. In the bright moon， it's like snow， and one can't tell where the fishermen's homes are.“ In “Dreaming Far Away· Enjoying Leisure“ by Li Yu，“Dreaming far away， the south is in clear autumn. The thousands of miles of mountains and rivers are covered in cold twilight. A solitary boat is moored in the depths of the reed flowers. There is a flute on the moon - lit tower.“ In “Pure Peaceful Joy· The Chirping of the Cricket is Sad“ by Zhang Yan，“The chirping of the cricket is sad. People talk on the west - wind bank. The moon sets， and the sand - covered river is like a white silk. Looking at the endless reed flowers， there are no wild geese.“ In “Two Poems on the Jinling Posthouse· The First One“ by Wen Tianxiang，“Grass grows around the imperial palace in the setting sun. A solitary cloud drifts， having nowhere to rely. The mountains and rivers remain the same， but half of the people in the city are gone. The ground is covered with reed flowers， growing old with me. Where can the old - home swallows perch? From now on， leaving the southern road， I will turn into a cuckoo， returning with blood - stained cries.“ In “Prelude to Water Melody· Seeing Off Minister Zhang Demao on a Mission to the Enemy“ by Chen Liang，“The Southern army has not been seen for a long time. Don't say that there are no talents in the north. With a single hand on the spot， after all， I can show the courage of thousands of men. I laugh at myself， a dignified Han envoy， being like the flowing Yangtze River， still flowing only eastward. For now， I'll bow to the enemy's tent， but I'll surely meet them at the execution ground. This is the land of Yao， Shun， and Yu. Among them， there should be one or two who are ashamed to submit to the barbarians. The land is filled with the stench of the enemy. Where are the heroic spirits of the past? When will the great spirit prevail? There's no need to ask about the fate of the barbarians. The bright sun will always be in the middle.“ In the poem，“Thousands of hectares of reeds， the water is hazy， and the autumn color fills the riverside town“ depicts a scene where large areas of white reeds sway by the water， with the water being hazy and the autumn color being thick. In “Matters in the River Village“ by Sikong Shu，“After fishing， I return and don't tie the boat. The moon sets in the river village， and it's time to sleep. Even if the wind blows it away all night， it will only be by the shallow water with reed flowers.“