Zheng Banqiao
Stand firmly on the green mountains and never relax, The roots are still in the broken rocks.
Stand strong despite the hardships and blows, regardless of the east, west, north and south winds.
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Two slender branches of bamboo shoot up into the sky, and a few new bamboo leaves hang upside down from the tips.
They are originally from the same root and have the same spirit, so there is no humbleness nor high.
The east wind last night Entering the mountain, the orchids are blooming everywhere.
Only bamboo is the companion of a gentleman, and there are no other flowers to plant with him.
The autumn wind crossed Xiaoxiang last night, touching the rocks through the forest. Crazy.
Only the bamboo branches are not afraid, and stand up to fight with each other a thousand times.
The bamboo leaves are green and refuse to turn yellow, and the branches are beautiful and can withstand severe frost.
Zhao Su In the spring breeze of all things, even the tips of bamboo shoots are busy being unearthed. (Old Poetry)
You have a true will in the cold years, and the lonely bamboo is strong and straight.
An open mind is big enough to accommodate, and a strong and strong man will not give up. (Yuan. Ke Jiusi)
The bamboos in the pavilion under the moon stand tall in the middle of the frost.
The lonely and empty mountains are deep, and the leaves do not change the four seasons. (Yuan. Wuzhen)
If you want to take advantage of Qi Garden to win, the frost will stand up to ten thousand poles.
The golden shadows are broken when the moon comes, and the jade sound is cold when the wind blows.
The shade of the summer heat can't be breathed, and the clouds can be beautiful when they stop. Dinner.
We are only two feet away from each other, leaning against Langgan (Shenyao Spring) all day long.
Wild bamboos grow on rocks, and green smoke reflects on the river and island.
The green color falls on the waves. Deep, empty voice carries cold grass.
I have never heard the dragon's chant, and the phoenix bamboo blows should be good.
I don't know the willows are withering, but my sincerity always protects myself. (Li Bai)
Zhu Wu Kuan
However, many gentlemen are tall and tall. Every time my boss visits me, I come and go frequently.
Thanks to my transplantation, I did it myself the spring of last year. If I get this generation, how can I be poor if I live in a garden?
But I am worried about the rain and the rain, and the sun is violent and my spirit is low. Finally, with diligent irrigation, the branches and leaves are still as new.
Because I am enlightened and learn, I am in Sichen.
Bamboo Ode by Wang Ji
When the sun shines at night, the gold is trivial, and the breeze blows everywhere with exquisite jade. There is something special about the cold season, which is different from ordinary plants and trees.
Yong Bamboo by Xuan Xuzi
There are not many kinds of crows in the cold rock, only Langgan has the beauty of the year. Uprightness and integrity are in line with tranquility and cultivation, and humility is in line with Taoist life.
The wind is rustling but not cold, and the clear rain is even better. Who is not really a gentleman, but he is more suitable for people in Xiandong Taoism.
Ode to Snow Bamboo by Zhu Yuanzhang
The bamboo branches are low under the weight of snow, but they are too low to touch the mud. The red sun rises in the Ming Dynasty, still aligned with the clouds.
Ouyang Xiu. Song Dynasty (1009-1072). Drunkard.
Green bamboo in late autumn
Short and sparse, I love the strength of bamboo, but loneliness hurts orchids.
Congju is affectionate. Youfang comforts Gujie.
Song Dynasty·Huang Tingjian
Ode to Bamboo
The bamboo shoots are just beginning to produce yellow calf horns, and the fern buds are beginning to grow Xiaoerquan.
Try to find wild vegetables and cook fragrant rice, it is February in the south of the Yangtze River.
Yang Wanli, Song Dynasty (1127-1206).
Bamboo chanting
The Frost Festival. Cultivation of jade and snow body.
There is nothing to write about. The moon itself conveys the spirit.
Tao Yuanming. Eastern Jin Dynasty (365-427). Qian, Yuan Liang.
Four of the five poems about returning to the garden and living in the fields
Wandering among the hills and ridges. People still live in the past.
Jing Heng has a legacy. Decayed Mulberry and Bamboo Plants
Li Shangyin Tang
Xiang Bamboo Ci
Eternal Xiangjiang Bamboo. What's the point of endless regrets?
Bamboo shoots grow every year. There are just a lot of tears!
Du Fu, Tang
Inscribed on Liu Xiucai, Hsinchu
The paths are jade-colored, separated by green smoke at dawn and dusk.
The sound breaks through the cold window dream, and the roots penetrate the green moss pattern.
The sun is gradually covering the threshold, and the clouds are trying to get in the way.
If you are not a guest from Shanyin, who would love you?
Zheng Banqiaoqing
Bamboo
One section after another, thousands of branches holding thousands of leaves;
I don’t bloom, so as not to attract bees with butterfly.
Qilu·Reply to a Friend
Mao Zedong 1961
White clouds are flying on Jiuyi Mountain, and the emperor's son rides the wind and descends into the green sky.
A branch of mottled bamboo sheds a thousand tears, and a branch of red clouds sheds hundreds of thousands of flowers.
The waves in Dongting are surging with snow, and the people of Changdao are singing poems.
The dream I want to have is very small, and the country of Furong is full of sunshine.
Seeing the bamboo outside the window when I was ill
Dong Biwu March 4, 1952
The bamboo leaves are green and refuse to turn yellow, and the branches are beautiful and can withstand severe frost.
In the spring breeze of Zhaosu, even the tips of bamboo shoots are being unearthed.
Inscription on Bamboo
Ye Jianying, 1963
Colorful pen and cloud painting are full of thoughts, humility and integrity are my teacher;
Life is precious With a strong heart, you can withstand difficult trials.
Bamboo chanting
Fang Zhimin
The snow is weighing down the bamboo head, and it is as if it is wet with mud.
From the red sun, it is still the same Be equal to the sky.
Bamboo
(Poetry on painting)
Deng Tuo
The bamboos in front of the steps are old and green, but they like to grow thousands of poles year after year.
The most important thing is to be open-minded and diligent, and to endure the wind and rain for a long time without knowing the cold.
Shocking the first peak of Kunlun.
Thousands of troops and thousands of horses are roaring; the sea comes out of the mountains.
The bamboos are green and the plum blossoms are red, moving to the west and east,
Strive for the last five minutes, hundreds of grasses and thousands of flowers are relaxing and laughing,
Let’s wait for the third winter.
Preface to "Xiao Xiang Bamboo Poems"
Xiong Wenyu April 1991
Chinese bamboo culture lasts for five thousand years.
Bamboo is connected everywhere for food, clothing, housing and transportation.
Poetry, calligraphy and painting scrolls, including bamboo chapters.
How many elegant people express their love in the quiet world.
The Six Gentlemen of Zhuxi and the Seven Great Sages of Bamboo Forest.
Dongpo has three unique features, and Banqiao is even more advanced.
Be upright and upright, open-minded and impartial.
The lush whistling leaves will not wither through the winter.
The wind makes you more free and unrestrained, and the bright joints make you tougher.
The group has inherited the bamboo style and has been studying bamboo for decades.
Collected poems and paintings in his spare time, and compiled more than ten thousand words.
Promote bamboo culture and people from all over the world look up to it.
I also love bamboo, and we are destined to meet each other.
Let’s talk about counting words and use electric bamboo poems.
Inscribed on my friend Liang Tiejun, the chivalrous man who painted bamboo
(Qing Dynasty) Kang Youwei
Standing upright in the sky, wavering but still holding himself.
The spring breeze is often biting and the autumn air is always present.
The messy leaves are still strong, and the soft branches are not blown.
Only the text is interesting and the portrayal is vivid.
"Shui Tiao Ge Tou·Ying Bamboo"
Qian Zhangming
The joints are strong, and the taste is unintentional.
After many storms, it is better to break than to bend.
It is still green all year round, not competing with the crowds of flowers.
Looking up at the sky
In an obscure place, it is so desolate and high-spirited.
Be brave enough to sacrifice one's life, willing to sacrifice one's life without complaint.
The pavilions and courtyard pillars, and the curtains of the Madi Cave fade into the sky.
How can we benefit sooner or later?
Don’t worry about the success you have achieved, the scales and claws will be all over the world.
I was born not to do anything for myself, but to devote myself to it.
Bamboo
(Philosophical Poetry)
In the soil,
Collect the language of struggle.
Can’t hold it back,
Open an eye to the earth.
Come to the forefront,
Be both modest and tactful.
Make a summary,
Continue to stretch upward.
A green cloud,
talking about ideals with the sun.
Countless spring bamboo shoots fill the forest, and the firewood gate blocks passers-by.
You must go to the meeting to look at the bamboos, and you will never be angry but will not go out to greet the guests.
——"Wing Chun Bamboo Shoots" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty
The green bamboo half contains the bamboo shoots, and the new shoots have just emerged from the wall.
The rain washes the flowers clean, and the wind blows the fragrance.
——"Ode to Bamboo" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty
It is better to eat without meat than live without bamboo.
No meat makes you thin, and no bamboo makes you vulgar.
Those who are thin can still gain weight, but scholars and common people cannot cure it.
——Su Shi, Song Dynasty, "Yu Qianseng Luyunxuan"
A thousand poles of good bamboo and green trees, a spoonful of water from the new spring.
——Lu You of the Song Dynasty
The origin of bamboo lacks Xiangtong, so it is difficult for painters to work even though they are skillful.
Look carefully at the west wind last night, if Langgan is not facing east now.
——"Wind Bamboo" by Xu Wei of the Ming Dynasty
Thin leaves, sparse knots;
Snow cannot crush it, nor can the wind break it.
——Qing Dynasty. Zheng Banqiao's "Ink Bamboo Picture"
After the rain, the dragon grows tall, and the phoenix tail shakes in front of the wind;
The heart is weak and has a solid foundation. The sun sets the sky.
——"Painting Bamboo" by Dai Xi of the Qing Dynasty
When the moon rises deep in the mountains, the beautiful green bamboos are doubling in appearance.
The clear sky is difficult to deal with, but the cold blue sky can be cured by customs.
——Qing Dynasty. Wang Mulan's "Bamboo Moon in the Outer Mountain"
There are bamboos and chanjuans in the south of the mountain and the north of the mountain, and there is a unique sky surrounded by emerald green.
We went out in twos, twos, threes, and three to hoe, and came back full of rice and fresh bamboo shoot soup.
——Qing Dynasty Wang Mulan's "Shimen Bamboo Branch Poetry"
Inscribed by Zhu Jiuling Cuiyunxuan Xushu
If you have feet, you will not step on the dust of Donghua, if you have eyes, you will not look at Chang'an spring. However, the clearest air in the world is mostly found on the banks of Conghuang River.
The famous Cuijun overlooks the empty valley, and their tips are as long as jade. The bright moon shines on Xiaoxiang in autumn, and the cool breeze in June blows on Qi'ao.
The people in the Xuanzhong are peaceful and leisurely, not caring about the mountains and rivers. On the left and right of the picture, the sun is moving, and the four eaves are ringed with the sound of Shanshan.
There cannot be a day without a gentleman, the indifferent demeanor is quite similar. The Cui Shi is often divided into red wind young ones, and the crown of the sheaf once served the Qingxia scholar.
Beiguo Taoist is a quiet person who likes to look at the pictures of smoke and rain at Huangyan. I plan to make an appointment to listen to the bleak music of Songxi River, and walk all over the green corals when I get drunk.
Opposite Bamboo Huang Geng
The door is facing the south and adjacent to the bamboo, with thousands of green and jade poles. Although there is no land to plant it, you still have to watch it from a fence.
The dew leaves are clear but still wet, and the windy branches are also cold in summer. But what use is there to repay peace if you stop cutting?
Ni Zan lives in Zhuxuan
The bamboos are as green as clouds and the trees are spring on the river, and the grass is tied to the bamboos and lives by the riverside. Bamboo shoots burst out in front of the steps and invade the streets.
After the rain, the shade is hanging down to cover the neighbors. The oriole that reflects the leaves is still talking to itself, and the white crane that is nearby can also be tame.
Those who know the silence from afar forget about sounds and colors, and the breeze fills the room without feeling poor.
Drinking from a blue tube Zhang Yu
Who picks the green and holds it as a wine glass? People in the bamboo forest drink the wine in the evening to cool it down. The dew of jade stems makes my heart feel slightly bitter,
The green cover holding up the clouds also fragrant in my hands. The lotus leaves hidden by turtles drinking water are small, and the lotus roots are long when sucked by whales.
I tilted the pot and spread Lin Lang's sleeves by mistake, and laughed at the graceful girl of Yexi.
Planting Bamboo by Hong Xiwen
The frost roots were removed and planted in the rain, and a square of moss was broken through the shade of the wall. As soon as I can bring you Qingfeng, I don't have time to invite you to come. The ape was surprised and wrote a letter. The crane avoided the fishing boat and returned early.
You might as well plan for the colder winter and plant pine trees and plum blossoms in the morning and evening.
Pot of Bamboo, Shi Shanzhu
There is not much soil in the earthenware fou, but the branches and leaves are numerous. Little did he know that Yao Fengwei was the grandson of Gu Long.
Green snow sprinkles on the Zen couch, and fine fragrance floats on the wine bottle. When Wang You came here to see him, he must have lost his soul.
Growing bamboos into a forest Xie Yingfang
Growing bamboos into a forest and giving birth to grandchildren every year. There are not only many beautiful bamboos, but also many bad ones. A group of slaves wash it,
Go and listen to my words. Be careful not to injure the beautiful; to remove the evil, you must remove the root. Don't worry about your lack of axe, don't worry about your strength.
There is nothing left in the wilderness, and the cool breeze still fills the garden.
Snow Bamboo Mountain House Gong Xingzhi
This gentleman's integrity is unique in the cold, and he is more attractive in the ice and snow. The curtains are made of gold and trivial matter, and the sound of the rings moves the jade railings. I only suspected that Xuan Pu turned over the Qiong tree, but I was mistakenly surprised that Su Luan was dancing in Yaotai.
How long can a hundred battles reach me? A pendulum in the depths of ten thousand poles.
Bamboo fungus Zhou Di
Picking up bamboo fungus in the bamboo winding path, the bamboo fungus is exposed in the middle of the forest. The child's song is reverberating, and the basket is filled with new things.
The charming cinnabar quality brings it to Baiyun Township. Xiao came with the intention of being happy, and held the Cuan for the first time.
Irrigate Woling liquid, and the fragrance will reach the top. The wax poison is afraid of thick taste, so eat the secret recipe of Xia.
After getting this and the sparse bamboo shoots, Xiao Ranyou had a drink. The content is harmonious and suitable for Xin, and the beauty and beauty are refreshing.
It is said to be cola when cooked, and it also cleanses the intestines. Not only the music of Zizhi, but also the chapter of picking Wei.
Cui Gong Pavilion Zhao Bingwen
One hundred and ten bamboos, four or five rows of old cypresses. The smoke disperses at sunrise, and the dew leaves turn green.
I brought a jug of wine with me and came here to occupy the bed. The birds are chirping and the day is quiet, and the flowers are falling and the spring breeze is fragrant.
Looking at the greenery, the Dharmakaya is exposed. It is not true that things are original, and it is not forgotten when it is separated from things.
Suddenly laughing while hiding the scroll, the wind branches playing the shenghuang.
Bamboo Ode by Wang Ji
When the sun shines at night, the gold is trivial, and the breeze blows everywhere with exquisite jade. There is something special about the cold season, which is different from ordinary plants and trees.
Yong Bamboo by Xuan Xuzi
There are not many kinds of crows in the cold rock, only Langgan has the beauty of the year. Uprightness and integrity are in line with tranquility and cultivation, and humility is in line with Taoist life.
The wind is rustling but not cold, and the clear rain is even better. Who is not really a gentleman, but he is more suitable for people in Xiandong Taoism.
Ode to Snow Bamboo by Zhu Yuanzhang
The bamboo branches are low under the weight of snow, but they are too low to touch the mud. The red sun rises in the Ming Dynasty, still aligned with the clouds.
Xu's View of the Green Pavilion by Song Xuanxi
The green plants are like a gentleman who never gets tired of looking at them all year round. It was a windy and rainy night, with falling snow and frost.
There is a path connected to the study room, and there is a fishing rod near the stream. With high moral integrity in your eyes, you will be safe sooner or later.
Xin Huang Gao Qi
I saw Xin Huang after the rain in Nanchi, and the smoke tips gradually came out of the wall. The demeanor is chaotic, the baskets are ringing, and the dew hanging is slightly powdery and fragrant.
The tender color in front of the curtain contains the early darkness, and the sparse shade beside the piano has given off the coolness. The picnic meal is shameful and the bamboo shoots in the forest are burned, and the tender jasper poles are left to grow.
Bamboo Wu Kuan
However, all gentlemen have grown up. Every time my boss visits me, I come and go frequently.
Thanks to my transplantation, I did it myself the spring of last year. If I get this generation, how can I be poor if I live in a garden?
But I am worried about the rain and the rain, and the sun is violent and my spirit is low. Finally, with diligent irrigation, the branches and leaves are still as new.
Because I am enlightened and learn, I am in Sichen.
Bamboo by Wen Zhengming
The green jade branches are distributed, and the rest of the business is eliminated after the rain. Lingxiao has spread its sparse leaves, protecting the powder and talking about the short fence.
It is really intoxicating to be willing to believe in the transfer, and it is not impossible to heal without worrying about the vulgarity. This night in the human world, it is more appropriate to sit in front of the bed, with the cold moon and empty window.
Ti Zhuxuan Wang Shizhen
My sect's elegant words have been heard in the world, how can there be no such king for a day. You live here now, but you only plant bamboos, and you don’t dare to be arrogant among other grasses.
The dragons are bursting with spring rain, and the phoenix tail branches are green. Jinghu Aduan's river is moist, and the two tears of Xiao and Xiang are washed out.
Be careful not to imitate the great order of opening up frontiers and driving out the frontiers, and do not imitate Zhang Fleeing from the Right Army. The boat was passed by medical and laymen, and the two men were drunk at night.
Planting Bamboo Wang Xiangjin
Chopped old bamboo roots from the river stems and brought them home to raise children and grandchildren. He rose to the top of the sky with great strength and was able to recruit the colorful phoenix Qian from Danshan Mountain.
Yong Bamboo by Wang Decao
This is the only way for you to live in seclusion and miss your partner. Since Xiao Shu is the same as me, I can also learn from Qing Kong.
The sound echoes when chanting, and the shadow follows each step. If you don't act like a human being, the heat and coolness will change.
Bamboo Powder Deng Xuexiao
The smoke from the Weichuan River blows through the clear sky, and the beautiful branches naturally crystallize. The Xiangshui skirt shakes the beads and wears the cold, Gepi cloud protects the jade dragon sleeping.
It seems that if I hate He Lang and be jealous, I should blame Han Shulian for his failure. In June, there is still snow in the forest, and the pure charm can be left to wait for the wise people.
Bamboo powder Yu Ruoying
The newly drawn emerald green is used in the makeup, the high-quality brilliance holds the knot for a long time, it is not necessary to meet the Yue girl when you are doing it, it is the test of He Lang to untie the bud.
The traces disappear and the tears of Sanxiang are stained, and the frost of May comes in May. The servant records the work in the shooting plate, but the spot tube is already full of light before it is cut.
Inscribed on Qianli and Zhuping Depths, Tang Yinji
I am so skinny that I wear strong clothes and a crown, and I have an empty child on my shoulders. Three hectares of gold are covered with rags of sunshine, and ten thousand poles of jade are gathered in the autumn colors.
Fortunately, I prepare wine to rush the drums, and I can’t bear to look at the bamboo shoots in the deep dish. Although it rains and dews for nine days, there are countless ways to look at the long clogs.
Yuzhu Liu Song
The Cangbo stone surface is cool in the evening, and the green Xiaojuanjuan is fragrant with the rain. How come the partridges are constantly crowing, and under the Huangling Temple are three Xiangs.
Inscribed on Bamboo Geshan
Looking at my generation at the end of the year, Xiao Shu relies on this king. The horizontal branches tame the strange rocks, and the straight joints defy the cold clouds.
The pine tree is proud and low, but the plum blossom is not alone. Sometimes when there is snow, I hold a candle and lean against it at night.
Planting Bamboo by Wu Zhongfan
It is precious to have a small house, but the treasure will be better if you have more. Still like a flower plant, it has a unique spirit.
He and Qi both follow the customs and are not unfriendly to others. The Shan family can be compared, but they are not all poor.
The king who lives in the water
The water surrounds Chaimen and the bamboo fence, and when he returns home, he lives in Panheng. One stream is full of vitality, and thousands of dry stems can withstand the cold.
I just want poetry to be good for the scenery, and I am willing to let the wine glass dry when I am in exile. Fortunately, I entered the Kangzhuang realm in my later years, and let the world of Shu become difficult.
Bamboo Poems Li Shuyuan
The two concubines used to pursue the emperor and ran south to the Xiangshui River. There are tears sent to Xiang bamboo, and the Xiang bamboo is still stained.
The clouds are deep in Jiuyi Temple, and the sunset is on Cangwu Mountain. My hatred is in the Xiang River, and it will never return.
Occasionally titled "Shijiyuan on Bamboo"
How dark and dense is the cold green green, when I sit alone in seclusion. The door is open and water flows by, and the wind is so calm that the clouds are late.
Lazy nature knows how to give up eventually, but humility is lucky to be self-sustaining. Occasionally, the chanting is not steady, and the clear sound shakes the high branches.
Wu Qi looked at the bamboo at the friend's house
Visiting the hermit theory at the east gate of Beiguo, there are thousands of green mountains and dustless mountains. There is nothing better than Wang Youbi next door, and he should be the owner of the bamboo.
Sitting and chanting bamboo Aixinjueluo Xuanye
Thousands of thin bamboo poles outside the door, and thousands of flowers in front of the window. In the cold autumn, all colors change, but the frost is commendable.
Planting Bamboo by Wu Zhengzhi
Retired food and less worldly affairs, sparse bamboo baskets and relaxed the distant mind. There are no ordinary guests arriving at the door, and cicadas sing at dusk from time to time.
The dense leaves invade the green steps, and the fragrance penetrates deep into the pavilion. Who knows that the heat is so severe that moving the bed will clear the air.
Tingzhu Temple Tu Sihuang
Xiuhuang shakes the green shadow, and the small building returns to tranquility. The garden is green with the chirping of insects, and the sound of cicadas brings the autumn water.
The cold clouds cover the stone stream, and the single tree stands on the barren hills. Sitting and lying down, he wanted to forget about returning. What could Xiao Ran ask for?
New Bamboo Shoots by Wang Shizhen
There are several poles of bamboo shoots in the green bamboo border, and you can look through the bushes several times a day. Hu Tong gets up early to pour new water, and waits to hear the sound of wind bringing rain and cold.
Looking at Bamboo at Yizhi Bookstore in Qingsi Village, Li Tang
A quiet person holds the spirit of the festival, and reading does not lead to salary. Although there is no grain in the cauldron, there is bamboo in the garden.
Do not hesitate to train and work diligently to gain a green window. Without pruning or hoeing, business will be green and prosperous.
Pot of Bamboo by Wang Shishen
The dense bamboo in the pot resembles Qi'ao. When mist and rain arose, it looked like it was overcast.
The comb feathers are green and the phoenix is ??small, and the vibrating mane is shrunken. Don't do anything if you have integrity, embrace the loneliness with an open mind.
In front of the display, the sound is sufficient. When I heard about Luojia Mountain, Zijun Valley once appeared.
Fang Bamboo Shen Xin
The same color is blue and dry, and it is a unique species. Born alone in Taiguijiao, Zhijie Ben Lianyu.
Insults can be avoided, and humiliation can be avoided. If you, a gentleman, have won this, don't sigh and gobble it up.
Bamboo Zheng Xie
Not a spring breeze, not an autumn breeze. The new bamboo is released for the first time, in the middle of the summer month.
It can drive away my heat and open my chest. The virtue of a gentleman is the hero of a great king.
Fangzhu Sun Zhuya
The edges of Yiyi have not been sharpened, and they stand tall and dangerous. Yuantong is still difficult to tolerate this world, and it is impossible to hold a wolfberry alone.
Ode to Bamboo by Wu Lanqiao
It has been divided into dragons and planted in the old Bixi River, and has been squeezed out by frost and snow for no reason. Born with high character and thin body, it is because of a guilty conscience that one is willing to surrender.
Crazy travelers look for each other and ask about their master, while poets like to leave questions when leaving. There is no news about the deep red bird, chatting with ordinary birds.
Bamboo Ode by Li Junxian
There are several bamboo poles outside the pavilion, with clear posture and strong joints that can withstand frost and cold. The dancing wind shadow makes a flying luan gesture, and the sound of whistling moon sounds suspicious to Old Fenghan.
It is the master who is willing to live in peace and tranquility, and does not bother the boy to report peace. There is Sun Zhixiu in front of the steps, sitting alone with Qiyuan and watching.
Song of Planting Bamboo by Shi Deyin
North and south of the mountains, there are bamboos among them that people don’t know. The few roots and stems are supported by severe frost, and the empty wishes are mixed with the cypress trees of the quiet stream.
In the depth of autumn, all the vegetation has fallen away, and this bamboo pavilion will never be easy to stand.
Snow Bamboo Wu Changshuo
My house alone can withstand the wind and rain, but I have built bamboos and mountains to be my friends. There are several liters of wine in the pipe, otherwise I will sit on the ice tonight.
Water tube Wang Zhen
Cut bamboos to make continuous tubes, and the flowing springs are connected in one direction. Although the power is from top to bottom, it is not limited to the west or the east.
Living far away and living in the convenience of others always brings great benefits. Who can help Duke Wolong up with his good hands?
South window Jin Juan
The south window is protected from the cold wind and cold from the north, and the pen and inkstone are used to chant to Jing'an. I like to climb the bamboo in front of the eaves the most. It is better to look at the flowers in the snow.
Youzhuxuan Lu Ren
Youdao has been lost for a long time, so why should the wind be so pure? Talking about friendship from opposite sides, turning one's feet will produce thorns and hazelnuts. The smell of broken gold is like orchid, and people of the same mind are valued.
It is difficult to make friends in ancient times, but this gentleman is sincere and amiable. The frosty wind blows high and the weather is cold, and we live next to each other in the cold weather. I think of my comrades and laugh at them.
Zuo Bridge Zhang Yeyun
A bridge cuts it off in the distance, and the waves roll over Tianjiao. Whoever cuts through a thousand poles of bamboo can make a bridge hundreds of feet long.
When riding on the wind, it goes up and down, even when it rains. What I envy the most is the geese returning home in autumn. They never stop dreaming about the fence.
Cable Bridge Wang Mengeng
Thousands of poles of bamboo were cut down to build a new bridge. The waves are shining continuously, and the mountains are beautiful and spring-like.
The pillars support the sky, and the rainbow runs through the seaside. At the passageway, Dahua is boundless.
Tingzhu Liu Yuxi
The polyester and lead powder knots are exposed, and the wind shakes the green jade branches. Yiyi is like a gentleman, there is no place where he is not suitable.
Chen Tao. Tang (847-859 official), Song Bo.
A native of Nanping, Fujian or Boyang, Jiangxi.
Inscribed on the purple bamboo of the monastery
I like to visit Jiaojing Temple. See Yanzhou Bamboo again.
Amidst the mist. The whistling wind is clear and fast.
One of the eleven bamboo poems
Never get tired of Dongxi Green Jade Lord. Two Phoenixes in the Temple of Heaven have time.
The peak of dawn looks like a fairyland. The green festival is densely leaning against Jiangyun.
Two of the Eleven Bamboo Poems
Ten Thousand Branches Dew in the Morning to learn from Xiaoxiang. The lonely pavilion is white and cool.
Who knows that riding a dragon will prevent it from raining. The spring thunder hits the ground and the horsewhip goes crazy.
Third of the Eleven Bamboo Poems
The whistle goes one mile into the new bamboo. Ten thousand poles are like urns locking dragons.
The Jadeite that shocked the nest is nowhere to be found. Leaning against the clouds, you can carve your name.
The Fourth of Eleven Bamboo Poems
Qinglan Broom Yasizu. Green is more reminiscent of Cai Yong.
Listen to the stormy night in Nanyuan. The fearful scales and armor are all dragons.
Fifth of the Eleven Bamboo Poems
The bursting jade is drawn to Diaoji. The green seedlings take off their rosy clothes again and again.
The mountain boy is like a green horse. Ride through the spring spring and fly with your hands.
Sixth of the Eleven Bamboo Poems
The title must include a history of Langwu. A few drunken days in Yangsese Village, Shanshan.
The remaining ten thousand stems will be wiped out. Don't teach other birds to make trouble in Yunmen.
Seven of the Eleven Bamboo Poems
Spiritual flowers among the mica in a stream. It seems to be at the house of a feudal lord.
Who knows the law of male and female? Zi Qiaodan's well is in the deep end.
Eight of the Eleven Bamboo Poems
The purple rice smells fragrant when swallows are young. Ye Xi shyly crossed the east wall.
Don’t twist it into bamboo shoots. Raise the phoenix from a high cage.
Nine of eleven bamboo poems
One section calls for dragons and thousands of miles of autumn. A few knots hanging down the sea and six waves of sorrow.
Planted in front of the peak of Gengxu Waterfall. Yunlilan worked with Ziyou.
Ten of the Eleven Bamboo Poems
Who in Qiuhe talks about freshness? Quietly search for spring music and recognize Chanjuan.
I will treat Qingyao Jian as a minor killer. The picture says that the turtle and the fish go up to heaven.
Eleven of the eleven bamboo poems
The jade bushes are closed in the spring of Xuanpu. The first ancestor of Zhanyang is blue clouds.
No need to worry about the island. Today, Nanzhi is in national style.
Wang Anshi. Song Dynasty (1021-1086). The courtesy name is Jiefu, a native of Banshan,
Linchuan, Jiangxi.
Second rhyme Zhang Ziye Zhulin Temple Two of Two
The south of Jingxian City is hidden in the deep reflection, and there is a Zen forest where two cows croak.
The wind and spring hit the mourning jade across the room, and the bamboo and moon edge posted on the steps were broken into pieces of gold.
Zhuli
The bamboo woven thatch leans against stone roots, and the sparse bamboo stems can be seen in Qiancun.
No one comes when I sleep all day, and the spring breeze sweeps the door.
He and Geng Tian presented one of the four poems with a bamboo crown.
The bamboo root beads are better than the bamboo skin crown. If you want to wear it, you must first shorten the hair shaft.
To make the bamboo forest look green, don't hold a square hat to keep out the wind and cold.
He and Geng Tian presented two of the four poems with a bamboo crown.
Nothing can compare to this crown. The bamboo skin is soft, crisp and dry.
My old friend looked at the robe so fondly, how could I feel pity for Fan Shuhan?
He and Geng Tian presented three of the four poems with a bamboo crown.
Yu Run believed in the good crown, but he used his strength to dig out the fresh lines.
Don’t forget that your kindness will always come to you, so that the happy alliance will never end.
He and Geng Tian presented four of the four poems with a bamboo crown.
The new idea of ??crown work breaks the sandalwood, and the mist rolls and the clouds have not dried for a long time.
The relics of the mountain forest truly claim to be true, why should Diao Nuan be matched with Jin Han.
Bamboo windows
There are two or three red amaranths in the bamboo windows, and the mountains are far away from the water gate.
I am the only one who knows the path under the wall and can mark the moss marks on the teeth of my clogs.
The Jun Pavilion in Huazangyuan chants bamboos
A path with four poets sitting in the cold air, how long will the lingering rhyme of the lingering shadow last?
People pity Zhijie who was born thin, but he is expected to become stronger as he gets older.
It once shared the rain and dew with Artemisia terrestris, and finally followed the pines and cypresses to the frost.
I hate to take the root of the plant, but I want to beg for mercy and learn from the phoenix.
Ciyun Zhangzi Yezhu Temple
The wind and spring collide with the mourning jade, and the bamboo and moon edges are covered with broken gold.
Tao Yuanming. Eastern Jin Dynasty (365-427). Qian, Yuan Liang.
A native of Jiujiang, Jiangxi.
Peach Garden Poetry
Xiang ordered to farm. The day comes from where you rest.
The mulberry and bamboo trees provide shade. Shuji can be made at any time.
Four of the five poems about returning to the garden and living in the fields
Wandering among the hills and ridges. People still live in the past.
Jing Heng has a legacy. The decaying mulberry and bamboo trees.
Two poems about ancient farmhouses at the beginning of spring in Guimao.
The cold bamboos are abandoned. The land is rare and the people are far away.
This is the Zhizhangweng. There is no return for a long time.
Return to the garden and live in the fields
There is a place where the well stove is left. Xiuzhu brings Pingjin.
Wang Zhenbai. Tang (Jinshi in 895). There is a way.
A native of Yongfeng, Jiangxi.
Bamboo washing
Taoist temple teaches a brief washing of bamboo. Play the piano, drink wine and watch Fu Shu.
If you don’t want to be strong, you will have two phoenixes. And use a long pole to catch giant fish.
The brocade silk and the crown add to the elegance. The jade buds repairing the food are called Qingxu.
Sometimes I remember three days. Zi Xiang Lang Jie Xia Shu.
Sun Xian Tang Wenshan. A native of Ganzhou, Jiangxi.
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Zhong Yuanwai’s Bamboo
Easy and unrestrained among all things. Xiuhuang is alone in the group.
Zhenzi once braved the snow. High abstinence and soaring clouds.
The fine charm is beginning to appear. Thick smoke is rising day by day.
I have to say goodbye because of the topic. You cannot be without a king for a while.
History of Music. Song Dynasty (930-1007). Zizheng.
A native of Yihuang, Fuzhou (now Jiangxi).
Zhu Xi. Song Dynasty (1130-1200). Yuan Hui.
A native of Wuyuan, Jiangxi.
Hsinchu
Spring thunder strikes the edge of the rocks, and quiet grass breaks out.
I planted southern window bamboo, and it has sprouted.
Winning the reward of the secluded forest, living quietly without vulgar feelings.
The second rhyme is "Bamboo Ode"
Deep in the bamboo dock, sandalwood trees surround the house.
The summer wind becomes bleak, and the cold moon helps to cool down.
When the guests have gone, the dust has collapsed, but when the poems come, they will be enlightened.
This gentleman smiles the same way and can wake up from his noon dream.
Qiu Ziye's Bamboo Garden in the Suburban Garden
Moved from Xi Shang Park. Plant this wall as a shade path.
There are few people walking in the shadow of the wall. Next year, there will be a barrier to the quiet household.
Gongji's rhyme is due to you.
New bamboo shoots are sent by you, and Kanglu falls into a dream. Day after day
In Dan Yuanyu’s former residence, the green bamboos are still lingering in the wind.
It still seems to have a dual flavor, not like a one-source attack.
With Liu Xiuye’s new bamboo shoots
Repairing the forest on the river, the day is dark and windy.
There are thousands of jade dragons below, sleeping in the cold soil for three winters.
Zheng Gu. Tang Dynasty (851-910). A native of Yichun, Jiangxi.
Bamboo
It is suitable for smoke, rain and wind. Fushui Zangcun is full of pine trees.
Moved Xiao Sao from the distant temple. Wash and clear to see the front peak.
The moss invades the steps and breaks out the spring buds. The path around the path is covered with mild summer shade.
The rogue Xinghua has many emotions. Several branches wearing green are very compatible.
Yang Wanli, Song Dynasty (1127-1206). Tingxiu, Chengzhai.
A native of Jishui, Jiangxi.
Bamboo chanting
The Frost Festival. Cultivation of jade and snow body.
There is nothing to write about. The moon itself conveys the spirit.
Crossing the Danzhu Lake Path
Trees and bamboos. Recruit each other as Maolin.
There is no wind and green cold. In the evening, it starts to be overcast.
Look at the bamboo shoots
The bamboo shoots are like vines competing to grow. Bamboo looks like barbarians, but Qi is pure.
I just love brocade and bamboo all over the ground. Suddenly there are two or three stems in the dark forest.
Bamboo Forest
Cherish the bamboo forest that people love. Weaving fences to protect the cold green.
You know that the nature of bamboo is not thin. It is necessary to go through the fence and live outside the fence.
Xie Tang Deming Hui Bamboo
Exalted people love bamboo shoots as much as they love jade. If you can't bear to eat, you need to add more bamboo.
Why send ten more generations to come? Dim eyes are opened for him.
No one eats bamboo shoots.
The ancestor of bamboo, Longsun Wei, lives on the top. Provided services to Nong Zunzu for more than half a year.
The colorful spring in colorful clothes is priceless. The jade version talks about Zen Buddhism and I don’t know.
Bamboo Branch Ci
The short fence is broken. The mud must be brought with water.
Eating bamboo shoots and ferns for the first time
The Legend of Feng Cooking Long Shilang. I have no chance of ape lips and bear paws.
Only on the day of bamboo shoots and ferns. It is the precious paradise of mountains and forests.
Swimming
The bamboo forest in front of the water pavilion in Jiangdian, Shilitang
The first time I saw this gentleman. A deserted village is not a village.
The setting sun and the pen. The soul of Qiaoziyou.
Li Gou. Song Dynasty (1009-1059). Tabor. A native of Nancheng, Jiangxi.
Bamboo Zhai Questions
Low Zhai has an empty field. The small bamboo moves to the lonely forest.
Guo Jue. Yuan (1316-1375). Yanzhang, Jingsi. A native of Jishui, Jiangxi.
Sent to the Bamboo Slope of the Song Dynasty
I have long wanted to borrow bamboo from you to look at, but the east wind is long and green.
Sit in the shadow for a long time at noon and the clouds fall, and the night sleep is late and the dew turns.
Leek leaves and borders are used for cooking, and chrysanthemums are separated to ensure peace.
The flute in the cave carries a new pipe, and the green sleeves on the stone are cold.
Liu Guo. Song Dynasty (1154-1206). Change it and make Longzhou Tongren.
A native of Taihe, Jiangxi.
Qin Yuan Chun. Send to Sun Bamboo Lake
Ask about Bamboo Lake, what do you know about bamboo?
Why did you not return? There is no good place on the way to Wushan and over water. There is no definite end when you come and where you go.
Liu Chang. Song Dynasty (1019-1068). The original father, Yuan Fu,
Mr. Gong was from Xinyu, Jiangxi.
Music
Sitting silently among the bamboos on the water platform
The forest shoes cannot be far away. Xiaoyao Chi Shanglin.
The breeze makes a lot of noise, and the scorching sun is separated by the overcast.
Ruizhu
The peaks and knots occasionally merge together, but the snow and frost will never be lost.
The ancients should be compared to each other.
Zhugang
Rising from the south side of Layer Gang, you can see Tan Luanzi looking up.
Jiequ becomes a secluded cave, because it resembles Wuyi.
The arrow bamboo in front of the chanting court
The beauty of the southeast is slowly rising. Togan is here.
Phoenix cannot wait. Time passes repeatedly.
It’s not about restoring mountains and forests. Free frost sleet posture.
The breeze comes sometimes. The period of loneliness and isolation.
Bamboo Bed
The bamboos are cut and trimmed, shining in the cold light.
The floating clouds condense the smoke, and the sparse knots leave the snow and frost.
A hundred illnesses will be cured by a sweet sleep, and the summer will be long if you stay sideways.
At this time, there are waves in the world, and everyone knows how to explore the water.
I am so short-sighted that I can only afford a bed.
Recommend the Bamboo Pavilion of Fortune and Longevity
The four seasons are good in this pavilion, and the beautiful scenery reflects the long pine trees.
The tranquility is not a thousand acres, and the secluded people are as if they are sealed.
The sound of blowing washes the ears, and the summer day becomes winter.
I haven’t forgotten to return for a while, knowing that my uncle is in a sleepy night.
Mozhu
When I travel around and think of this gentleman, Zimo comforts the secluded people.
Free and easy without thinking, the green bamboo is like coming out of the dust.
There are shadows under the moon, in the thick mist.
Try to think about Wu Shan, the Xiaoxiao meaning is also true.
Mr. Chen's Bamboo Garden
There are more than ten acres of green poles, and the scenery will be even better at the end of the year.
The faraway village of Jiequ is as deep as a sunny island.
The songbirds respond to their own needs, and the wind leaves do not need to be swept away.
Be loyal to the person you are dealing with, and you will grow old with your life.
Bamboo planting under the city is very good this spring
Bamboos are densely packed around the city, and there are tens of thousands of bamboo shoots in the spring.
The dragons and snakes on the pond got up from their sleep, and the army went around the camp with spears and halberds to watch.
Thousands of graceful birds are singing, and the wind is rustling and it is cold in May.
Slowly, with a light fur face, I am free, and most of the chess players are heading towards this forest end.
Phoenix Mountain Sheng Bamboo
When Phoenix is ??not remembered in the fairy mountain, the blue sky contains the beauty of jade.
Although it is said that there is Lu Gu overseas, the world seems to have not yet realized Sun Zhi.
In Taoism, there are few good friends, and it is better to live in a quiet place in the wilderness.
Thousands of years old, I am looking for joy again, but I feel sad even more.
From Dongmen Fanzhou to Zhuxi Pavilion
Thousands of green poles separate Qingchuan, and Wucheng has been lonely for three hundred years. a
Songs and songs are heard again here, and the scenery of Yangzhou remains the same.
Bamboo shoots
Longsun sprouts a foot of buds in spring, and the purple brocade wraps jade away from the sand.
The golden knife cuts the tender knot brightly, and the copper coins are not credited to the beams.
Ouyang Xiu. Song Dynasty (1009-1072). Drunkard. A native of Jishui, Jiangxi.
Green bamboo in late autumn
Short and sparse, I love the strength of bamboo, but loneliness hurts orchids.
Congju is affectionate. Youfang comforts Gujie.
Extract from the above poems
such as
"Same roots and same spirit"
"Green and clear rivers"
"The sparse bamboos are strong"
"The setting sun can be used for writing"
"The ground is full of brocaded bamboos"
"Several branches are pierced by greenery"
"High Festival Lingyun"
"Hanbi Qiangan"