1. Poems about bamboo
Countless spring bamboo shoots grow in the forest, and the firewood gate blocks passers-by.
At the meeting, you must go to see the bamboo, and you will never be angry when the guests arrive.
——"Wing Chun Bamboo Shoots" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty
The green bamboo is half covered with bamboo shoots, and the new shoots are just emerging 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.
People who are thin can still gain weight, but scholars and common people cannot cure it.
——Su Shi, Song Dynasty, "Yu Qianseng Luyun Pavilion"
Thousands of poles of good bamboo and greenery, a spoonful of water from the new spring.
——Lu You, Song Dynasty
The origin of bamboo strength lacks Xiangtong, so it is difficult for painters to work even if they are skillful.
Look carefully at the west wind last night, if Langgan is not facing east now.
——Ming.
——Zheng Banqiao, Qing Dynasty, "Inscribed Bamboo Pictures"
After the rain, the dragon grows tall, and the phoenix tail shakes before the wind; The sun sets the sky.
——Dai Xi's "Inscription on Bamboo" of the Qing Dynasty
When the moon rises deep in the mountains, the beautiful green bamboos are doubling in appearance.
It is difficult to deal with the sky and clear sky, but the cold green and thousands of poles can be cured by common customs.
——Wang Mulan of the Qing Dynasty, "Bamboo Moon in the Waishan" 2. What are the poems describing the "bamboo charm in the breeze"
There are still peach blossoms on the flowing water, and bamboo leaves are drunk in front of them. ——Liu Yuxi of the Tang Dynasty, "Recalling the Spring in the South of the Yangtze River"
Interpretation: I saw that there were still peach blossoms floating on the flowing water, even if I drank the green bamboo leaf wine in one gulp, I fell drunk in front of the wine glass. I just hope that I can wait until the rain has passed and the sky will clear again.
2. On the square bed with paper screen, stone pillow and bamboo pillow, I have a long afternoon dream when my hands are tired and I throw away the book. ——Yuan Cai Que's "Summer Boarding the Pavilion"
Definition: After visiting the pavilion, I lay on the stone pillow and bamboo bed covered by the paper screen, and read Tao Yuanming's poems for a while.
3. Cangcang Bamboo Forest Temple, the bells ring late. ——"Farewell to Master Lingche" by Liu Changqing of the Tang Dynasty
Interpretation: In the green bamboo forest temple, the profound sound of bells came from the late evening.
4. Under the west window, the wind shook the green bamboos, it was suspected that an old friend was coming. ——Qin Guan of the Song Dynasty, "The Courtyard is Fragrant and the Blue Water Startles the Autumn"
Interpretation: Under the west window, the wind is shaking the bamboos when the door opens, as if an old friend has arrived.
5. The bamboo dock is dust-free and the water sill is clear, and the lovesickness is separated from the city. ——Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty, "Su Luo's Pavilion to Remind Cui Yong and Cui Gun"
Interpretation: The dock in the bamboo grove is deep and dust-free, and the pavilions near the water are particularly quiet. The feeling of lovesickness flies far away, but it is separated by many high cities.
6. The color of bamboo is green under the stream, and the lotus is fragrant in the mirror. ——Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty, "Farewell to Chu Yong in Yanzhong"
Interpretation: The stream is clear, shaded by clumps of green bamboo, the water is as clear as a mirror, reflects the reflection of the lotus, and emits bursts of fragrance.
7. The green bamboo contains new powder, and the red lotus sheds its old clothes. ——Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty, "Ode to Bamboo at Yan Zheng's Mansion"
Explanation: A new layer of pink has been added to the tender bamboo joints, and pieces of red have fallen from the old lotus flowers.
8. The shadow of bamboo on the window shakes on the desk, and the sound of wild spring flows into the inkstone pond. ——Du Xunhe of the Tang Dynasty, "Inscription on My Brother and Nephew's Library"
Explanation: The shadow of the bamboo outside the window is still swaying on the desk, and the ink in the inkstone seems to make the tinkling sound of wild spring water.
9. Bamboo loves the new rain, and the mountains love the sunset. ——Qian Qi of the Tang Dynasty, "Taniguchi Study Sends Yang Buque"
Interpretation: How lovely the beauty of Hsinchu is after the rain, and even more lovely when the mountains at night reflect the afterglow of the setting sun.
10. Where the bamboos are deep and the trees are densely populated with insects, there is sometimes a slight coolness that is not the wind.
——Song Dynasty Yang Wanli's "Chasing the Coolness on a Summer Night"
Definition: Waves of cool feeling are also coming towards you. However, this is not the wind, maybe it is the quiet coolness of nature. 3. What are the poems that describe the "cool breeze and the charm of bamboo"?
There are still peach blossoms on the flowing water, and bamboo leaves are drunk in front of them.
——Tang Dynasty Liu Yuxi's "Recalling Jiangnan·Spring Has Gone" interpretation: I saw that there were still peach blossoms floating on the flowing water, even if I poured a lot of bamboo leaf green wine and drank it all in one gulp, I fell drunk in front of the wine glass. I just hope that I can wait until the rain has passed and the sky will clear again.
2. On the square bed with paper screen, stone pillow and bamboo pillow, I have a long afternoon dream when my hands are tired and I throw away the book. ——Explanation of Cai Que's "Summer Boarding the Pavilion": After visiting the pavilion, I lay on the stone pillow and bamboo bed covered by the paper screen, and read Tao Yuanming's poems for a while.
3. Cangcang Bamboo Forest Temple, the bells ring late. ——Interpretation of "Send Off to Master Lingche" by Liu Changqing of the Tang Dynasty: From the green bamboo forest temple, the profound sound of bells came from the late evening.
4. Under the west window, the wind shook the green bamboos, it was suspected that an old friend was coming. ——Song Dynasty Qin Guan's "The Courtyard is Fragrant and the Blue Water Startles the Autumn" Definition: Under the west window, the wind shakes the bamboos when the door opens, as if an old friend has arrived.
5. The bamboo dock is dust-free and the water sill is clear, and the lovesickness is separated from the city. ——Tang Dynasty Li Shangyin's "Su Luo's Pavilion Conveys Cui Yong and Cui Gun" interpretation: The dock in the bamboo grove is deep and quiet, dust-free, and the pavilions near the water are particularly quiet.
The love of lovesickness flies far away, but it is separated by many high cities. 6. The color of bamboo is green under the stream, and the fragrance of lotus is in the mirror.
——Interpretation of "Farewell to Chuyong in Yanzhong" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty: The stream is clear, shaded by clumps of green bamboo. The water is as clear and as clear as a mirror, reflecting the reflection of the lotus, and exuding bursts of fragrance. 7. The green bamboo contains new powder, and the red lotus sheds its old clothes.
——Interpretation of "Ode to Bamboo in Yan Zheng's Mansion" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty: The tender bamboo joints have been covered with a new layer of pink, and the old lotus flowers have long shed their red robes. 8. The shadow of bamboo on the window shakes on the desk, and the sound of wild spring flows into the inkstone pond.
——Interpretation of Du Xunhe's "Inscription on My Brother and Nephew's School" of the Tang Dynasty: The shadow of the bamboo outside the window is still swaying on the desk, and the ink in the inkstone seems to make the tinkling sound of wild spring water. 9. The bamboos love the new rain, and the mountains love the sunset.
——Interpretation of Tang Qianqi's "Taniguchi Study Sends Yang Buque": The beauty of Hsinchu after the rain is so lovely, and even more lovely when the mountains at night reflect the afterglow of the setting sun. 10. Where the bamboos are deep and the trees are densely populated with insects, there is sometimes a slight coolness that is not the wind.
——Interpretation of "Chasing the Coolness on a Summer Night" by Yang Wanli of the Song Dynasty: Waves of cool feeling are also coming towards you. However, this is not the wind, maybe it is the quiet coolness of nature. 4. Ancient poems about bamboo verses
The green hills are not relaxed, and the roots are still in the broken rocks.
Even though you have endured countless blows, you are still strong, regardless of the winds from east to west, north and south. --"Bamboo and Stone" Zheng Xie of the Qing Dynasty
New bamboo branches are higher than old bamboo branches, all because of the support of old stems.
Next year there will be another new born, the ten-foot-long dragon grandson will come around Fengchi. --"Bamboo and Stone" by Zheng Xie of the Qing Dynasty
The shadows of bamboo and poems are thin, and the plum blossoms are fragrant in dreams.
Poor moon tonight, she refuses to go down to the west wing. -- "Quequatrains" by Wang Tingyun of the Yuan Dynasty
Insert thorns and weave fences carefully to protect them, forming ripples in the cold green.
Autumn arrives first as the breeze sweeps over the earth, and the red sun travels until noon.
When I untied the bamboo basket, I heard the rustling sound, and when I put it down, I saw the leaves for the first time.
I want to come here frequently when I have free time, and I still follow my pillow mat wherever I go. -- "East Lake Hsinchu" Lu You, Song Dynasty 5. Poems about Bamboo
Two unique features in Hengyang Road Fan Chengda, Song Dynasty There are still swallows flying in the bamboo tile house on the empty mountain.
Several miles away from the Hejiang River, I sent it to the princes of Yang Shangqing. Fan Chengda, Song Dynasty. The bamboo forest at the stern of the boat covers the county and city, and the old friend is still standing on his own in Shatou. I will bid farewell to Wu Gorge and give 40 acres of orchard to Xiangxi brother Nanqing. Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty. The moss and bamboo are good, but there is no settlement in Pingpeng.
Tang Cheng, Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty. The alder forest blocks the sun and wind, and the leaves of the caged bamboos and smoke drop dew. Bamboo by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty The green bamboo is half-contained, and the new shoots are just emerging from the wall.
Poem of Eating Bamboo Shoots by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty This is the hometown of bamboos, and the valley is full of spring bamboo shoots; In the Bamboo Pu Songling of the Qing Dynasty I love this gentleman so much, scratching his fingers in the sky, When Zi You comes in time, I am especially happy to have a virtuous master. Ode to Bamboo, Wu Changshuo, Qing Dynasty. Visitors often taste eight delicacies, which are as fragrant as the wild bamboo shoots in the mountains.
After sending Yuandang, I will feel melancholy alone. When will I go back to see the new bamboo? Bamboo and Stone, Zheng Banqiao, Qing Dynasty, stick to the green mountains and never let go, the roots are still in the broken rocks; they are still strong despite being beaten by the east, west, north and south.
Long Bamboo by Chen Tao of the Tang Dynasty The blue broom is the ancestor of Yajun, and the tall green branches recall Cai Yong. If you listen to the wind and rain in Nanyuan for a long time, you will be afraid that the scales and armor will grow like a dragon.
Bamboo and Stone, Zheng Banqiao, Qing Dynasty. The light smoke and ancient ink are vertical and horizontal, writing half of this gentleman. There is no need to report peace, and the high-spirited breeze has been seen. I tell you to return home and draw bamboo to bid farewell to the gentlemen and people of Wei County. Zheng Banqiao, Qing Dynasty, wrote about taking a thin bamboo and using it as a fishing rod on the river in the autumn wind.
Ode to Bamboo by Chen Lianggui of the Ming Dynasty. If you ask carefully about bamboo chopsticks, you will taste the bitterness first. 6. Poems about Bamboo
Fan Gong wrote a poem about bamboos and prefaced it. Cen Shen served as Fang Langzhong and served as an imperial censor, Fan Gong. He planted bamboos in the Shaanxi embassy, ??and wrote new poems about bamboos to show his appreciation for Fan Gong’s elegant conduct. So he sang a song to harmonize with it.
People in the world don’t understand their love for bamboo when they see it. I know that you are planting bamboo in the courtyard of your mansion. This gentleman was lucky enough to get the land with his roots. When he planted it, he heard that it was already big.
The bushes look cold in the hot summer, and the maple leaves sound dry at night. If you can clear the case and see it under the curtain, it is better to look out the window of Qin Shu.
For you, the yin will block the sun, and the bamboo shoots will burst out through the steps. He who keeps integrity is partial to Yu Shishuang, and his humble wish is better than that of Lang Guan.
You don’t love the pine branches of Nanshan, the color of bamboo does not change in all seasons. In the cold weather, all the grass and trees have turned yellow, as I have known since Qingqingjun.
Zhuli Pavilion Wang Wei Sitting alone in the secluded bamboo, playing the piano and whistling loudly. People deep in the forest don't know that the bright moon comes to shine.
Zhuli Pavilion Pei Di I have been to Zhuli Pavilion and had a blind date with Tao. Only mountain birds come and go, and it is so deep that there are no people in the world.
Ci Lao Bamboo by Li Bai There is Ci Lao Mountain in the north of Dangtu County, with piles of rocks overlooking the river, steep walls and turbulent winds and waves. The mountain produces bamboo, which is round and sparsely knotted and can be used as a flute, with a rhythm in its sound.
Wild bamboos grow on rocks, and the smoke reflects the river islands. The green color is deep, the waves are deep, and the voice is cold and early.
I have never heard the dragon chant, but the phoenix song should be played well. If you don't learn from the willow tree, your sincerity will always protect you.
Yan Zheng’s Mansion and Bamboo Ode by Du Fu The green bamboo half contains the casing, and the new shoots are just emerging from the wall. The color invades the book and it's late, and the wine bottle is cool in the shade.
The rain washes the flowers clean, and the wind blows the fragrance. But if there is no cutting, the clouds will grow.
Xun Gongyuan Wuyong Bitter Bamboo Bridge Liu Zongyuan The dangerous bridge is a secluded path, winding through the sparse forest. Bursting baskets divide the bitter festivals, light baskets hold an open mind.
Look down at the trickling stream and listen to the singing of Xiao Xiao. On a misty day in the lake, the mountain birds sing in mockery.
Forgive me that there is no need to use it, but there is more shade to live in. Bamboo Path Li Deyu The wild bamboos form a path of their own that surrounds the stream for more than three miles.
Tan Luan is covered with blankets, reflecting the clear canal in the desolate way. The forest is quiet at sunset, and the wind moves and the valley is empty.
The Tian family has few old friends, who is willing to burn fish? Hsinchu Yuanzhen The new bamboo basket has just been untied, and the cold color is already green.
The powder is slowly floating in the air, and the wind is gradually swaying. There are many sparse trees, and the sun shines through, but they are sparse and do not form clumps.
Only unity and unity, steadfastness and unity. Newly Planted Bamboo by Bai Juyi Zuoyi feels unwell, and grass grows behind closed doors.
Why amuse the wild nature by planting hundreds of bamboo stems. Seeing this is so exciting that I can recall the love in the mountains.
Sometimes when I have time off from work, I walk around the fence all day long. Don't say that the roots are not yet solid, don't say that the Yin is not yet established.
I have noticed that there is a clear feeling in the courtyard. I love lying by the window the most, listening to the sound of branches in the autumn wind.
Rewarding people to play with bamboo after the rain Xue Tao When it rains in spring in the south, you can see the snow and frost. All kinds of things are also luxuriant, and the mind is humble and calm.
If Jinxian stays drunk for a long time, he will be sad with Concubine Shun early. In your later years, you can reward me, and the sky is full of wonders.
Tongguo Staff Cui Pu shoots the bamboo in front of the Huainan Jiedushi Hall. Liu Changqing used to plant it in the Liangwang Garden, but now it has been moved to the Han Dynasty General Altar. I passed through the cage with my head low, and looked at the green rolling curtain.
It is difficult to move the roots far away when the land is acquired, and it is difficult to hold the joints through frost. The flowers blossom into phoenix fruits, and the young shoots grow into fishing rods.
Ai Ai Jun is quiet, Xiao Xiao County Yu Kuan. The sound is soft and the corners are twilight, and the sparse shadows are cold at the door.
How has Xiangpu changed? Several places in Shanyang have been destroyed. I don't know how to face Yuan An on the side of Xuanping.
Zhuting, Xiran’s younger brother, Meng Haoran, I have had close friendships with my second and third sons throughout my life. With the ambition of a swan, there is a bird's heart in suffering.
The breeze is flowing in the bamboo forest. Da is the fun in wine and the occasional sound on the piano.
Renovating Yiling and living in seclusion Li She carried Guo Yishan a path deep, with thousands of poles sinking like bunches of green. I have always loved things so much that I moved my house into a bamboo forest after hard work. Kuhuang Tiaoxiaoyin Li He Who said Xuanyuan was in the current affairs, Linglun picked bamboo twenty-four.
Ling Lun collected it from Kunqiu and divided it into twelve parts from the Xuanyuan imperial edict. Ling Lun uses it to correct the rhythm, and Xuanyuan uses it to adjust the vitality.
When the Yellow Emperor ascended to heaven, twenty-three tubes of salt accompanied him. There is only one pipe left to blow in the world. If you can't get it, you can't get it. This pipe is buried in Yushun Temple.
Playing with Bamboo in the Garden of Friends Shi Jianwu I once went to Xuanzhou to see the jade trees, which looked like the bamboos in the courtyard of your home. Visitors don't need to breathe in the breeze, hanging a crown here is enough to keep cool.
Han Yu, Hsinchu, adds bamboo shoots to the south, becoming clearer every day. The razor section has stored frost, and the yellow buds are still covering the emerald green.
Five or six will come out of the market, and three or four will come out of the house. The high standard is strict in autumn, and the pure color captures the beauty of spring.
Sparse growth and cleverness fill the forest, bursting out doubts and disputes. Vertical and horizontal, it follows the line at first, and it is brilliant and endless.
Before the wind blows the branches, the dew powder first sheds tears. Who can play with it? Qing Jingkong stares at it.
Titled by Liu Xiucai, Hsinchu, Du Mu. Several stems are of faint jade color, 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 approaching the threshold, and the clouds are trying to get in the way of the curtain. If you are not a guest from Shanyin, who would love you?
The first bamboo shoots are eaten and presented in the seat. Li Shangyin When the fragrant buds of tender bamboo shoots emerge from the forest for the first time, the price of Wuling is as heavy as gold. There are countless people in the imperial capital, land and sea, who can't bear to cut Ling Yun's heart even an inch.
Titled Bamboo in front of the Hall of Chief Zheng, Jia Dao. The green bamboo stands beside the poem and wine, and Chanjuan is full of thoughts. The tangled branches are covered with snow, and the leaves are thick with cold wind.
Xiao Sa suspected that the spring had passed by, but there was a different path when he returned. The root of invasion was unearthed, and the bamboo shoots grew in clusters next door.
Outside the screen window, there is a sound in the room. Watching the rolling curtain all day long, sleeping on the pillow for the same autumn.
The Prince of Ten Thousand Fields of Songs, Thousands of Rods Accompany Duke Ruan. The dew is full of pity, and the rain stream is filled with love.
Jiegu dominates Hubei, and Xiangchuan dominates the east of the river. On the side of the Xuan threshold, the green sky curls up.
Wang Yu called the Bamboo in Official Houses "Who planted hundreds of Xiaoxiao bamboo poles, and when accompanied by chants, they were called idle officials." Don't compete with the beauty of spring, but stay lonely and chaste and wait for the cold weather.
The sound of the sound on the piano bed creates elegance, and the shadow of the chess game brings happiness. Even if we remove it next year, we will still be able to see it in the snow this winter.
Garden Bamboo by Shi Zhiyuan If you remove the flowers and plant this kind of bamboo, the whole courtyard will become even more dust-free. The summer days are full of leisure, but there is still a breeze blowing around.
Ode to the Golden Bamboo by Jiang Tang A hundred yi's first cold path is as deep as a path deep, and the forest is formed by the unsuspecting fortune. A greedy husband or a person who relies on the railing will not see Xiuhuang but gold.
Bamboo by Song Qi. Cultivating the tips is out of the ordinary, and refuses to be humble. There is integrity and straightness in the sky, and there is no mind and emptiness.
Purple Bamboo Mei Yaochen Xiuzhu is produced in the southwest and has a different color than East Yun green. The cut flute reflects the sandalwood lips, and the branches lead to the phoenix.
Moving thousands of miles away will not change the valley. Planting Bamboo Zhai Sima Guang I love Wang Ziyou, so I plant bamboo in my Zhanzhai.
It is a must-have for a day, and the coolness is always in your eyes. The snow and frost are only white, and the leaves do not change to green.
The unique stone Jilun, the golden valley full of corals. The Jun Pavilion of Huazangyuan Yingzhu, Wang Anshi, has a forest with four cool buildings, how long does the lingering lingering shadow last?
People pity those who are born thin, but they are expected to become stronger as they grow older.
It once shared the rain and dew with Artemisia terrestris, and finally followed the pines and cypresses to the frost.
I am sorry to find the root of the plant, but I want to beg Ling Lun to learn from the phoenix. Golden Bamboo by Lv Tao There are bamboos in the Qujiang River. Their color is dark yellow and the eyes inside are golden bamboos.
Xiuzhu is already lovely, but its condition is as good as gold. Heaven and earth are in harmony, frost and snow are as strong as the heart.
Yunzhi grows with knots, and chestnut and jade grow into forests. Looking back at the Weichuan River, the mountains are surrounded by green shade.
Bamboo Pavilion Shen Liao The ancients loved to cultivate bamboo, and they came to the secluded pavilion with ease. The energy section is high-spirited, the sound is clear, and there is no vulgar noise.
The fight in spring is trivial, but the autumn wind shakes the dryness. Who would have thought that Weichuan is so rich that a thousand acres can hold a crown?
Ode to Bamboo by Wei Xiang This gentleman is upright and natural, how can he imitate the beauty of the demon flowers in the main pavilion? The light frost on the jade stick does not fall off, and the round jade leaves no trace when rubbed dry. If spring does not grow, the branches and leaves will multiply by themselves. If there is land, the root will eventually grow. Whoever recommends a clear temple for the sound of cutting, and who is sure to win a good tree will sacrifice the bottle.
Chanting Bamboo and Wen Tongzhu. Cold and green.
Beside the Xiangjiang River, the Weishui River flows. The curtains are green and brocade. 7. Poems describing bamboo
Ode to Bamboo Wen Tong of the Song Dynasty (I wrote this poem because I suddenly remembered the bamboo cultivation in my hometown). The bamboo cultivation in my hometown surrounded the East River, occupying 10,000 branches in the water and soaking in the sand.
I have not been able to get a break from my career as an official, so this gentleman should be blamed for his late return. Dawn Scene on the Spring River by Hui Chong of the Song Dynasty There are two or three branches of peach blossoms outside the bamboo, and the ducks see the warmth of the spring river water.
The ground is full of wilting wormwood and short reed buds, which is when puffer fish are about to come. Bamboo Shoots Wang Yuanzhi of the Song Dynasty Looking for miles alone in the spring border.
The rhinoceros and brocade are bursting into chaos. Tian Wen died and his friends dispersed.
Throw three tortoiseshell hairpins. Xie Liu Zhongxing Hui Bamboo Shoots Zhu Zi of the Song Dynasty Who sent new bamboo shoots in the cold forest, opened the dowry and was delighted to see the white and jagged bamboo shoots.
I know that you have made me sour and cold, but I am not like a feudal lord eating meat. Bamboo Li Jianxun of the Tang Dynasty The wind blows high on the bamboo branches, and I forget to return home due to the wind.
The most pitiful thing is that under the setting sun, the shadows of flowers and the clothes of the guests are full. Courtyard Bamboo by Li Zhong of the Tang Dynasty Occasionally moved from the mountain monastery and planted next to it.
The good wind blows all day long, and the ghostly birds sometimes come. The sifting moon leads to poetry, and the smoke in the cage accompanies the wine glass.
I woke up from my sleep at the south window and heard the rustle of wind and rain. Bamboo, Tang Dynasty·Zhenggu, is suitable for smoke, rain and wind. It brushes the water and hides the pine trees.
I moved Xiao Sao from the distant temple and came to see the front peak. The moss that invades the steps breaks and spring buds burst out, and the sedge around the path is slightly sunny in summer.
The rogue apricot flower has many emotions, and several branches are clad in green, so they are compatible. Bamboo Tang·Weishi Bamboo, near the pond, looks like jade.
The dew is quiet and smoky green. It is better to change than to seize the knot, and to constrain one's sincerity.
Weiqu has many species, which the Wang family is not satisfied with. The fairy staff is frightening and transforming into a dragon, and beauty and truth should mature with the phoenix.
Only worry is playing the parting sound, looking back to drive the dance at the speed of the formation. Looking for Mianzhu from Wei Xu, Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty. Hua Xuan arrived in his year, and Mianzhu stood high in the county.
There is no such thing in front of the house on the river. Fortunately, it is green and caressed by the waves. Post a question to Jiangwai Thatched Cottage by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty I am naturally unrestrained, and my elegance wants to escape nature.
He is fond of wine and loves wind bamboo, and his divination must be in the forest and spring. Two Wonders in Hengyang Road Fan Chengda, Song Dynasty: Black boils break through the fence, and colorful pigs burst out of the house and bloom.
There are still swallows flying in the bamboo and tile houses on the empty mountain. A few miles away from the Hejiang River, I sent it to the princes of Yang Shangqing. Fan Chengda of the Song Dynasty said that he was satisfied with the farewell, but he was speechless and shed tears.
The bamboo forest at the stern of the boat covers the county and city, and the old people are still standing on their own in Shatou. I will bid farewell to Wu Gorge and give 40 acres of orchard to Xiangxi brother Nanqing. Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty. The moss and bamboo are good, but there is no settlement in Pingpeng.
The eldest son traveled far away, and his hometown was separated from Linlu. Tang Cheng, Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty. The back of the hall is shaded by white grass, and the green river road overlooks the green suburbs.
The leaves of the alder forest block the sun and wind, and the bamboos and smoke drop from the bamboo shoots. Bamboo by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty The green bamboo is half-contained, and the new shoots are just emerging from the wall.
The color invades the book late at night, and is hidden in the coolness of the wine. The rain washes the flowers clean, and the wind blows the fragrance.
But if there is no cutting, you will see Fuyun Chang. Poem of Eating Bamboo Shoots by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty This is a bamboo village, and the valley is full of bamboo shoots in spring; The mountain men collect the surplus bamboo shoots and bring them to the morning market.
Zhuli Qing Dynasty·Pu Songling I especially love this gentleman for his kindness. He scratches his fingers in the sky. When Zi You arrives at the right time, he is especially happy for his virtuous master. Ode to Bamboo, Wu Changshuo, Qing Dynasty. Guests often taste eight delicacies, which are as fragrant as the wild bamboo shoots in the mountains.
After sending Yuandang, I will feel melancholy alone. When will I go back to see the new bamboo? Bamboo and Stone, Zheng Banqiao, Qing Dynasty, stick to the green mountains and never let go, the roots are still in the broken rocks; they are still strong despite being beaten by the east, west, north and south.
Long Bamboo by Chen Tao of the Tang Dynasty The blue broom is the ancestor of Yajun, and the tall green branches recall Cai Yong. If you listen to the wind and rain in Nanyuan for a long time, you will be afraid that the scales and armor will grow like a dragon.
Bamboo and Stone, Zheng Banqiao, Qing Dynasty. The light smoke and ancient ink are vertical and horizontal, writing half of this gentleman. There is no need to report peace, and the high-spirited breeze has been seen. I tell you to return home and draw bamboo to bid farewell to the gentlemen and people of Wei County. Zheng Banqiao, Qing Dynasty. Throw away the black gauze and refuse to become an official. The bag is fluttering and my sleeves are cold. I write a thin bamboo and use it as a fishing rod on the river in the autumn wind.
Ode to Bamboo by Chen Lianggui of the Ming Dynasty. If you ask questions about bamboo chopsticks diligently, you will taste the sweetness and bitterness first; if you taste good to others, you will have no time to come and go. Ode to Bamboo by Huang Tingjian, Song Dynasty Bamboo shoots are just beginning to produce yellow calf horns, and 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. Emulating the body of Li Aishan's predecessor (Qing Dynasty) Zheng Banqiao Where does the autumn wind find itself? It finds itself in the bamboo and parasol trees; Where does the sound of autumn arise in the shadow of the parasol tree? This work was donated in vain by Yu Dianyuan, the envoy of Hexue. (Qing Dynasty) Zheng Banqiao was a painter in Yangzhou for ten years, and the general used ocher ink instead of rouge.
It is written that bamboo and cypress have no color and are sold out of season with the east wind. The painting of bamboo in the Weixian County Department shows the Nianbo Bao Dazhong Chengkuo (Qing Dynasty) Zheng Banqiao. Lying in the Yazhai, listening to the rustling bamboo, it is suspected that it is the sound of the suffering of the people; these little officials of Caozhou County, each branch and leaf are always affectionate.
Fence Bamboo (Qing Dynasty) Zheng Banqiao A green shade is like a wash, why bother protecting the bamboo and Jing Qi? Still using bamboo as a barrier, asking for help from others is not as good as asking for yourself. Bamboo (Qing Dynasty) Zheng Banqiao The whole world loves to plant flowers, but I only plant bamboo. The frost and snow are all over the garden, and the new green is shining freely.
It snowed all night in the secluded sky, and the sparse shadows lost their green color. Don’t let the wind blow them away, and the exquisite empty jade will be broken into pieces. Bamboo (Qing Dynasty) Zheng Banqiao One section after another, thousands of branches holding thousands of leaves; I do not bloom, so as not to tease bees and butterflies.
Inscribed painting by Zheng Banqiao (Qing Dynasty) A bamboo, an orchid and a stone, with joints, fragrance and bones, the whole hall is full of gentleman's style, eternally green. There are orchids, bamboos, and stones, knots, fragrances, and bones. No matter how hard it is against the wind and frost, there will be news of the spring breeze.
Painting by Zheng Banqiao (Qing Dynasty) A strong wind blew backwards, and the bamboo branches turned back and opened toward the sky. Sweeping away the clouds and fog is really my job, how can I even bother sweeping the floor?
Painting by Zheng Banqiao (Qing Dynasty) The autumn wind crossed Xiaoxiang last night and went wild when it touched rocks and passed through the forest; only the bamboo branches were not afraid and fought with each other for a thousand times. Bamboo (Ming Dynasty) Li Rihua The breeze blows and the bamboos sleep beside the water and clouds. Not only willows sleep, but also bamboos sleep.
I bundled up ancient books as a pillow, and memorized the Yuandang chapter by heart in my dream. Two Poems on Bamboo Bamboo Shoots (Qing Dynasty) Zheng Banqiao Fresh bamboo shoots from the south of the Yangtze River are boiled with anchovies in the spring breeze. In early March, the cooks are asked to take a break to cut them all, and the clear light is left here to take photos and spread books.
The bamboo shoots along the river are new in February, and every kitchen is peeling spring bamboo shoots. I would like to create thousands of silk strips to weave a Xiang curtain to protect the beauty. Painting by Zheng Banqiao (Qing Dynasty): Hsinchu is higher than the old bamboo branches, relying entirely on the old poles for support; next year there will be new ones, the ten-foot-long grandson of the dragon circling the phoenix pond.
Painting Inscription (Qing Dynasty) Zheng Banqiao I have a hundred thousand rods in my heart, and I fly with ink dripping. As a phoenix or a dragon, I ascend to the nine heavens, and see the fresh green dyed all over the clouds.
Inscribed painting (Qing Dynasty) Zheng Banqiao painted a bamboo branch with a piece of stone. The stone is one foot higher than the bamboo branch. Even though one foot makes him taller, in the coming year, I will see how powerful I am.
I have always been fascinated by the shadows of autumn.
(2) This king is fully enlightened today. Wind and rain shook the sky, and dragons were lying on empty mountains.
Bamboo and Stone Axis (Qing Dynasty) Li Fangying It is difficult to treat people with common diseases, so Qibo Liangzhu is the most suitable. I didn’t put down the pen until the ink was dry. The cool breeze had already purified the mud from my lungs and intestines.
Ode to Bamboo (Qing Dynasty) Ji Qiong The wind laughs loudly, and the rain is as clean as a wash. Sometimes the bright moon comes and casts its shadow in the high window.
Ode to Bamboo (Ming Dynasty) by Li Rihua. The smoke is piled up and the rain is faint, and the steep rocks are caressing your feet. I remember that I sprinkled the gourd in the deep grass, and when I woke up drunk, I came out to look for it.
New Bamboo Shoots in Changgu Beiyuan·Four Poems (Tang Dynasty) Li He 1. The bamboo shoots fall on the long pole and the jade is opened. You see that the mother bamboo shoots are dragon material. It is easier to pump a thousand feet in one night, but not to mention a few inches of mud in the pond.
2. Cut off the green light to write the Songs of Chu, giving it the fragrance of spring, pink and black. Who can see ruthlessness and hatred? The dew presses the smoke and cries of thousands of branches.
3. Jiaquan stone. 8. Poems describing bamboo (4 sentences)
Bamboo and Stone
Zheng Banqiao of the Qing Dynasty
The light smoke and ancient ink are vertical and horizontal, writing half of this gentleman,
There is no need to report peace, the high festival breeze has been seen.
Bamboo and Stone
Zheng Banqiao of the Qing Dynasty
Firmly insist on not letting go of the green mountains, the roots are still in the broken rocks;
Still strong after countless hardships Jin, let the wind blow from east to west, north and south.
I tell you to return home and paint bamboos to say goodbye to the gentlemen and people of Wei County
Zheng Banqiao of the Qing Dynasty
Throw away the black gauze and refuse to be an official, the bag is fluttering and the sleeves are cold;
Write a thin bamboo and use it as a fishing rod on the river in the autumn wind.
Imitate the style of Li Aishan’s predecessor
(Qing Dynasty) Zheng Banqiao
Why does the autumn wind find itself in the bamboo and Wuli;
A piece of Wuyin , where does the sound of autumn sound?
This work was donated in vain by Yu Dianyuan, the emissary of Hexue
(Qing Dynasty) Zheng Banqiao
A painter in Yangzhou for ten years, he replaced rouge with ocher ink.
It is written that bamboo and cypress have no color and are sold out of season with the east wind.
Yan Zheng’s Mansion and Bamboo Ode by Du Fu
The green bamboo half contains the casing, and the new shoots have just emerged from the wall. The color invades the book and it's late, and the wine bottle is cool in the shade.
The rain washes the flowers clean, and the wind blows the fragrance. But if there is no cutting, the clouds will grow.
Wuyong Bitter Bamboo Bridge in Xun Gongyuan Liu Zongyuan
The dangerous bridge is a secluded path, winding through the sparse forest. Bursting baskets divide the bitter festivals, light baskets hold an open mind. Looking down at the trickling stream,
Listening to the singing of Xiao Xiao. On a misty day in the lake, the mountain birds sing in mockery. There is no need to use it, but there is more shade to live in.
Bamboo Path Li Deyu
The wild bamboos form a path of their own that surrounds the stream for more than three miles. Tan Luan is covered with layers of blankets, and the clear canal is reflected in the desolate scenery.
The forest is quiet at sunset, and the wind is moving and the valley is empty. The Tian family has few old friends, who is willing to kill and burn fish?
Hsinchu Yuanzhen
The bamboo basket has just been untied, and the cold color has become green. The powder is slowly floating in the air, and the wind is gradually swaying.
The trees are sparse and the sun shines through, but they are few and far between. Only unity and unity, steadfastness and unity are the same.