Every family is yellow with chrysanthemums, and the Liangyuan is as unique as frost. Ying Jing Shu, clearly arrived at Yutang.
Fairy wears snow, but Motome doesn't wear red. Pink butterflies are hard to see, but flax ones are more fragrant.
Shake the feather fan against the wind, which contains dew and dew. Gao Yan is covered with silver wells and branches are covered with elephant beds.
Gui Cong is ashamed, while Mei Rui is jealous of Xiang first. Sing Hua Yao alone, and then play music.
chrysanthemum
Song Yuan
Lingju is planted on a cliff, and Ling Ying is freezing.
Spring dew is not stained, and autumn frost is not changed.
White Chrysanthemum at Chongyang Banquet
Bai Juyi
A yard full of golden chrysanthemums with a bunch of flowers in the middle, the flowers are so lonely.
Also like today's song banquet, the juvenile playground of the Chinese Pulsatilla people.
Four new bamboo shoots in Changgu Beiyuan
(Tang) Li He
One,
Cut the jade with a long pole, and you can see that the mother bamboo shoot is dragon material.
It's better to smoke thousands of feet overnight, but don't pour a few inches of mud into the pond.
Second,
Taking advantage of the green light to write Chu ci, giving fragrance to spring powder and black parting.
Who is ruthless and who is hateful? Exposed smoke cries thousands of cigarettes.
Third,
There are two or three stems in the stone eye of Jiaquan, and the purple root is strange to me.
On Shuiquchunjiang this year, the flute is newly dialed.
Fourth,
Old bamboo shoots provoke Yun Lan, while Maoling lies in poverty.
The wind blows a thousand acres against the wind, and the black weight is added to the wine bottle.
House of Bamboo
(Tang) Wang Wei
I leaned alone in the dense bamboo, playing the piano and humming a song;
It's too light for anyone to hear, except my partner, Mingyue.
Topic Liu Xiucai Hsinchu
Du Fu (Tang Dynasty)
A few quiet jade colors, smoke at dawn.
The sound breaks the cold window dream, and the roots wear the moss line.
Gradually cage when the threshold day, want to block the curtain cloud.
If you are not a guest of Yin Shan, who loves this gentleman?
Indocalamus angustifolia
Du Fu (Tang Dynasty)
Temple waste bamboo color death, butler Ninger stay.
The frost roots gradually follow the axe, and the wind and jade still knock the autumn.
Jiangnan is a bitter singer, so where to send it?
Excerpts from Fan Chuan's poetry reading notes
Hsinchu
Liu Jian
Spread two or three bricks near the window, and it is estimated that quietness will increase peace and tranquility.
Shadows and shadows break the gold first, and the sound knocks on the cold jade and shakes the wind at the beginning.
It is hard to believe that ChristianRandPhillips's tears are red.
Naturally, Ziyou prefers bamboo, is humble and lofty, and is covered with snow and ice.
East Lake in Hsinchu
Lu you
I want to protect the hedge and cultivate a cold blue reflection.
The summer breeze blows across the ground, as if autumn is advancing into the sky, and the sun is high in the sky, without feeling the heat at noon.
At the beginning of the solution, Ye Er suddenly parted.
Back in my spare time, I often come here. At that time, I took my pillow and bamboo mat with me and slept well.
Two quatrains in Yunxi Guanju Drama Book
Lu you
There is too much frost on the gas cover. Look at this fairy column by the river.
The cold goes straight into the bones, and there is no dust to live in.
The sound of light bamboo in the stream is appropriate, and the bamboo in the stream bridge is more strange.
In this respect, you can starve for ten years behind closed doors without being thin.
Excerpted from the first volume of Lu You's Poems.
The first bamboo shoot is in the middle of the seat.
(Tang) Li Shangyin
The tender and fragrant buds first came out of the forest, and the price of the five tombs was as heavy as gold.
The emperor's capital city, land and sea, should be countless, endure to cut Lingyun's heart?
Excerpted from the desk calendar of ancient poems of Shanghai Ancient Books Publishing House 1987
Zhu Xiang's ci
(Tang) Li Shangyin
Bamboo in Xiangjiang River in ancient times. What's infinite nai to complain about?
Bamboo shoots will get old. Just a lot of tears!
Reward people for enjoying bamboo after rain.
(Tang) Xue Tao
In the spring rain, look at the ice and snow.
All kinds of people are also in fog, modest and self-sustaining.
Drunk with Jinxian, sad with flying early.
You can enjoy it when you are old, and you are young and energetic.
Zhuliguan
(Tang) Xue Tao
I planted four or five new elements, and I was often exhausted in the autumn frost.
For the sake of bamboo shoots and spring, you are not allowed to build a jade hall.
Excerpt from Xue Tao's Poems.
jasmine
(Tang) Liu Yuxi
Dew wash lead powder, wind shake sapphire branches.
Yiyi is like a gentleman, and there is nothing wrong with her.
I'm tired of rooted plants. I want to learn from Phoenix.
(stone pillar)
(Three Kingdoms) Guan Yu
Don't thank Dong Junyi, Dan Qing is an independent name;
Don't worry, the arc leaves are very light and haven't withered for a long time.
A riddle in the form of poetry
I thought I lived in the mountains and my green temple was dancing.
How many poets and writers have attracted.
Since I returned to Lang's hands, I have experienced many storms.
How much you have suffered. So far,
Straight down, less green and more yellow! Forget it.-Forget it,
Beads are tears!
Planting bamboo
Du Fu (Tang Dynasty)
This is because the sun is planted and desire is like a stream.
Feather trees are alive and smoke is thin.
Xiao Sao cold rainy night, when the night wind.
When the old country arrives, the dust crown hangs branches.
Ink drawing axis
(Ming) Xia Chang
Wenqun made love in early summer and wrote a gift to Lang Huan.
I hope to keep this newspaper safe every year with an open mind.
Excerpted from Notes on Paintings of China in Past Dynasties.
Orchid bamboo roll
(Ming) Wen Peng
It rained for a long time in the west window, and the rain passed through the new tip and came out of the low wall.
There is no fly on the dust, and the blue shadow adds to the cool night window.
Appreciation of "100 Poems with Pictures"
Junior Li Aishan's predecessor
(Qing) Zheng Banqiao
Why look for the autumn wind to find the bamboo road?
It's cloudy, where is the autumn sound?
And the works of learning messengers presented by Yu Dianyuan.
(Qing) Zheng Banqiao
Zhou Yang has been a painter for ten years. He is a painter who has used ochre ink instead of rouge for a long time.
The bamboos and cypresses written have no color, but they sell outdated Dongfeng.
Wei County Bamboo Painting Department was established in 2002, and Bao Dazhong became rich.
(Qing) Zheng Banqiao
Lying in the Yazhai listening to Zhu Xiao, I suspect it is the voice of the people's sufferings;
Some small collectors in Caozhou County always care about their feelings.
Hedgehog bamboo
(Qing) Zheng Banqiao
A piece of green shade is like washing, why bother to protect bamboo?
It is better to use bamboo as a fence than to ask for help.
A kind of bamboo
(Qing) Zheng Banqiao
The whole world loves to grow flowers, but the old people only grow bamboo.
Frost and snow move to court, and new green is sprinkled.
After a quiet snowy night, the shadow lost its green color.
Don't be blown away by the wind.
A kind of bamboo
(Qing) Zheng Banqiao
One paragraph after another, thousands of leaves remain;
I don't blossom, so I don't tease bees and butterflies.
Title calligraphy and painting
(Qing) Zheng Banqiao
A bamboo, an orchid and a stone, with joints, fragrance and bones,
Everyone is a gentleman, young and old.
There are orchids, bamboos, stones, knots, incense and bones.
Let him go against the wind, be harsh, and there will be news of the spring breeze.
Title calligraphy and painting
(Qing) Zheng Banqiao
A gust of wind rolled back and the bamboo branches were in the air.
It's really my business to sweep the clouds and fog. I can't just sweep the floor.
Title calligraphy and painting
(Qing) Zheng Banqiao
Last night, the autumn wind crossed Xiaoxiang. He felt the stones through the forest and was used to madness.
Only bamboo branches are not afraid, but they have fought for 1000 games.
A kind of bamboo
(Ming) Li Rihua
The breeze is near the water clouds, not only willow sleep, bamboo sleep.
Tie ancient books into pillows and recite the poems in your dreams.
Two bamboo shoots
(Qing) Zheng Banqiao
Fresh bamboo shoots in Jiangnan use shad to cook the spring breeze in early March.
Let the chef have a rest and leave a copy of this photo.
Bamboo shoots are new in February along the river, and every kitchen peels off spring clouds.
This body is willing to open a thousand threads and weave a beautiful curtain.
Title calligraphy and painting
(Qing) Zheng Banqiao
Hsinchu is taller than the old bamboo branches and supported by the old poles;
New students will be born next year, and ten dragons and grandchildren will go around Fengchi.
Title calligraphy and painting
(Qing) Zheng Banqiao
I have a hundred thousand shots in my chest. I'm flying for a while.
For the phoenix, for the dragon, for nine days, I dyed the clouds to see the new green.
Title calligraphy and painting
(Qing) Zheng Banqiao
Draw a bamboo stick and stick a stone. The stone is one foot taller than the bamboo stick.
Although one foot makes him taller, watch me lift next year.
Two bamboo paintings
(Qing) Qiu
( 1)
Pull out the earth and persevere, and He Junming will be a towering festival.
See things all my life, alone in the shadow of autumn.
(2)
Today, this gentleman feels great.
The wind and rain shake the sky, and the empty mountain lies alone.
Excerpts from the essence of Qing poetry
Zhushizhou
(Qing) Li
It is difficult for people to get rid of common diseases, and bamboo is the best prescription for different people.
Before the ink method is dry, the breeze has cleared the lungs and intestines.
Excerpted from Notes on Paintings of China in Past Dynasties.
Zhu Yong
(Qing) Ji Qiong
The wind laughs and the rain is as clean as washing.
Sometimes the bright moon comes and casts a shadow on the high window.
Excerpted from 1988 Jueju Thousand Calendars
Zhu Yong
(Ming) Li Rihua
It's raining, and steep stones rub against your feet.
Remember to sprinkle it in the deep grass and come out to look for it when you are drunk.