1. Poems about landscape and bamboo paintings
In Chinese history, the most famous person who painted bamboo and wrote bamboo poems was undoubtedly Zheng Xie (Zheng Banqiao), one of the Eight Eccentrics of Yangzhou. He has very high attainments in poetry, painting, and calligraphy. Excerpts from a few of Zheng Xie's poems:
Bamboo and Stone
Qing Dynasty·Zheng Banqiao
Light Smoke in Ancient Times The ink is vertical and horizontal, writing half of this gentleman,
There is no need to report peace, the high festival and clear breeze have been seen.
Bamboo and Stone
Qing Dynasty Zheng Banqiao
I will not let go of the green mountains, and I will take my roots in the broken rocks;
I am still strong despite the hardships, regardless of the winds from east to west, north and south.
I will tell you to return home, and I will paint a bamboo to say goodbye to Wei County. Gentlemen
Zheng Banqiao of the Qing Dynasty
Throw away the black gauze and not become an official, the bag is fluttering and the sleeves are cold;
Write a thin bamboo, the autumn wind on the river Fishing rod.
Modeled after Li Aishan’s predecessor
(Qing Dynasty) Zheng Banqiao
Why does the autumn wind find itself in the bamboo trees?
Where can the sound of autumn sound in the sky?
Bamboo and cypress are written to have no color, and selling is out of season with the east wind.
Weixian County Department of Painting Bamboo Presenting Nian Bo Bao Dazhong Chengkuo
(Qing Dynasty) Zheng Banqiao
Lying in the Yazhai and listening to the rustling bamboos, I suspect they are the sounds of suffering among the people;
These little Caozhou county officials are always concerned about each branch and leaf.
Fence Bamboo
(Qing Dynasty) Zheng Banqiao
There is such a green shade, why bother protecting bamboos and Jingqi?
Still using bamboo as a fence, it is better to ask for others than to ask for yourself.
Bamboo
(Qing Dynasty) Zheng Banqiao
The whole world loves to plant flowers. I only plant bamboo,
The frost and snow are all over the courtyard, and the new green shines freely.
It snowed all night, and the sparse shadows lost their green color.
Don’t be caught by the wind Blown away, the exquisite empty jade is broken into pieces.
Bamboo
(Qing Dynasty) Zheng Banqiao
Section after section, thousands of branches holding thousands of leaves;
Since I don’t bloom, I don’t want to stir up bees and butterflies.
Painting
(Qing Dynasty) Zheng Banqiao
One bamboo, one orchid and one stone, each with knots and fragrance There are bones,
The whole hall is full of gentlemen, and the green color is eternal.
There are orchids, bamboos and stones, there are joints, fragrance and bones,
Let him go against the wind and frost, and there will be news of the spring breeze.
Painting
(Qing Dynasty) Zheng Banqiao
A strong wind rolled back, and the bamboo branches turned back and opened to the sky .
Sweeping away clouds and fog is really my business, how can I bother to sweep the floor.
Inscriptions on paintings
(Qing Dynasty) Zheng Banqiao
Autumn Wind Last Night Crossing Xiaoxiang, touching rocks and walking through the forest, I am used to going crazy;
Only bamboo branches are not afraid, and they will fight with each other for a thousand times.
Two poems about bamboo shoots
( Qing Dynasty) Zheng Banqiao
Fresh bamboo shoots from the south of the Yangtze River were boiled with anchovies in the spring breeze at the beginning of March.
The cooks took a break to cut all of them, leaving them to take photos and spread the 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
(Qing Dynasty) Zheng Banqiao
The new bamboo branches are higher than the old bamboo branches, all supported by the old poles;
Next year there will be a new life, the ten-foot-long dragon grandson will be around Fengchi.
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I have a hundred thousand rods in my chest, and I can fly and drip with ink.
I am a phoenix or a dragon in the nine heavens, dyed with clouds and see the new green.
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Draw a bamboo branch and pick a stone. The stone is one foot higher than the bamboo branch.
Although one foot makes him taller, next year I will do my best to lift the sky. . 2. Poems about water and bamboo
This is the first time I heard that "bamboo has the heroic spirit of "rather breaking than bending" and the strength of "straight in the middle and straight in the outside". In fact, bamboo is "rather bent than broken" and "blocked in the middle but straight on the outside".
The quality of bamboo is "noble" and "knotted", and it is a plant favored by literati.
There are two poems for your reference:
Bamboo
Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty
The green bamboo half contains the casing, 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.
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.
Bamboo
Zheng Banqiao of the Qing Dynasty
Everyone in the world loves to plant flowers, but I only plant bamboo.
The frost and snow are all over the garden, and it is free and easy. Shine green.
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. 3. 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" Song Lu You 4. Ancient poems about mountains and rivers
Looking at Dongting and sitting alone on Jingting Mountain, recalling the south of the Yangtze River
Liu Yuxi, Li Bai and Bai Juyi
Lake The light, autumn and moon are harmonious, all the birds are flying high, the south of the Yangtze River is beautiful, and the scenery is as familiar as ever.
No goggles have been polished on the surface of the pool. Gu Yun goes to leisurely time alone. When the sun rises, the flowers on the river are as red as the fire.
Looking at the green mountains and rivers of Dongting in the distance, we can't get tired of looking at each other. When spring comes, the river water is as green as blue.
A green snail on a silver plate. There is only Jingting Mountain. Can I not recall Jiangnan?
Luchai looks at the Lushan Waterfall and Tianmenshan Wuyi Alley
Wang Wei Li Bai Li Bai Liu Yuxi
There is no one in the empty mountain, the sun shines on the incense burner and produces purple smoke, and the Tianmen interrupts the flow of flowers. The river is blooming, and there are wild grass and flowers beside the Suzaku Bridge.
But I can hear the sound of people's voices. Looking at the waterfall Kagemae River from a distance. The clear water flows eastwards and returns here. The sun sets at the entrance of Wuyi Alley.
Return to the scene and enter the deep forest. The stream flows down three thousand feet. The green mountains on both sides of the bank face each other. In the old days, the swallows in front of the Wang Xietang Hall
are reflected on the green moss. It is suspected that the Milky Way has fallen into the sky. The lone sail comes with a piece of sunshine. Fly into the homes of ordinary people.
Drinking on the Lake after the Clear Rain
Su Shi
The water is clear only when the water is shining,
The mountains are also strange in the sky and the rain .
If you want to compare West Lake to Xizi,
It is always better to wear heavy makeup and light makeup.
Poems describing spring
Boat mooring in Guazhou, spring dawn in Chuzhou Xijian
Wang Anshi, Zhu Xi, Meng Haoran, Wei Yingwu
Jingkou Guazhou Yishui In the middle of the day, the sun is fragrant on the shore of Surabaya. I sleep in spring without realizing the dawn. I only pity the grass growing beside the stream.
Zhongshan Mountain is only separated by several mountains. The boundless scenery is new for a while. You can hear birds singing everywhere. There are orioles singing in the deep trees.
The spring breeze is green again on the south bank of the river. I can easily recognize the east wind. The sound of wind and rain comes at night, and the spring tide brings rain in the evening.
When will the bright moon shine on me again? It's always spring when it's colorful. I don’t know how many flowers have fallen. There is no boat in Yedu. 5. Verses describing bamboo. Complete Collection of Ancient Poems
Bamboo and Stone (Zheng Xie, Qing Dynasty)
Stand firmly on the green hills and never let go. 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 (Su Dongpo, Song Dynasty)
It is better to eat without meat than to live without bamboo;
Without meat, one will be thin, and without bamboo, one will be vulgar.
Yong Bamboo (Fu Pangru)
The ground is broken and the clouds are rising higher and higher, and the cold drives away the three nines to lead the coquettish style.
Don’t shed the passionate tears of mottled bamboo, but be willing to turn the spring mountains into snow waves.
Ode to Bamboo (Seven Rhythms)
The cottage is next to the small bridge and the flowing water, and it is comfortable to settle down in peace. The wind destroys the body and the crooked roots are still upright, and the snow weighs on the waist and the branches become stronger.
A person with a prestigious reputation always observes integrity, but his mind is full of empty valleys and dark smoke. There is no fear of frost, summer or heat, and the weather is beautiful all year round in spring, summer, autumn and winter.
Bamboo
Li Jianxun of the Tang Dynasty
On the Qiong Festival, the wind blows on the branches, and the wind blows and I forget to return home.
The most pitiful thing is that under the setting sun, the shadows of flowers and the clothes of the guests are full.
Courtyard Bamboo
Tang Dynasty·Lizhong
Occasionally moved from the mountain monastery to the side of the building.
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
Zhenggu of Tang Dynasty
It is suitable for smoke, rain and wind. It blows 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 off the spring buds, 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.
Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty
The green bamboo is half in its casing, 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, the clouds will grow.
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.
Fence Bamboo
(Qing Dynasty) Zheng Banqiao
Why bother protecting bamboo with Jingqi when the green shade is like a wash?
Still using bamboo as a barrier, asking for help from others is not as good as asking for yourself.
Bamboo
(Qing Dynasty) Zheng Banqiao
Everyone in the world loves to plant flowers, but I only plant bamboo.
The courtyard is full of frost and snow, sprinkled with flowers Then the new green shines.
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. 6. Poems about Bamboo
Zhuli Pavilion Wang Wei Sitting alone in the secluded bamboo, playing the piano and whistling loudly.
People in the deep 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 in and out, and it is so deep that there are no people in the world.
Ci Lao Bamboo Li Bai There is Ci Lao Mountain in the north of Dangtu County, with piles of rocks overlooking the river, steep walls and turbulent waves.
Bamboo is produced in its mountains. It 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 and the waves are deep, and the voice is cold and early. The dragon's chant has never been heard, but the phoenix's song should be played well.
If you don’t learn how the willow tree withers, your true heart will always protect itself. Yan Zheng's Mansion and the Bamboo Ode by Du Fu The green bamboos are half-contained, and the new shoots are just emerging from the wall.
The color invades the book at night, 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.
The bursting baskets reveal the bitterness, the light baskets hold an open mind. Look down at the trickling stream and listen to the singing of Xiao Xiao.
On a misty day under 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 blows 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 is already 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.
Newly Planted Bamboo by Bai Juyi Zuoyi feels unwell, and grass grows behind closed doors. Why entertain the wild nature by planting hundreds of bamboo stems?
Seeing this color makes me recall the love in the mountains. Sometimes when I have time off from official duties, I walk around the fence all day long.
Don’t say that the roots are not yet solid, and don’t say that the Yin is not yet established. Already I feel that in the courtyard, there is a clear feeling at every tip.
I love lying by the window, 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. Be humble and calm. If Jinxian stays drunk for a long time, he will be sad with Concubine Shun early.
You can reward me in your old age, and the sky is full of wonders. Xiran's younger brother Zhuting, Meng Haoran, I have had close friendships with my second and third sons throughout my life.
Have the ambition of a swan, but have the heart of a bird. The air is flowing, and the breeze is blowing in the bamboo forest.
Da is the fun in wine and the occasional sound on the piano. Living in seclusion in Yiling by Li She Carrying Guo Yishan is a path deep, with thousands of poles sinking like bunches of green.
I have always loved things so much that I worked hard to move my home into a bamboo forest. Ku Huang Tiao Xiao Yin Li He Who said Xuanyuan was in the current affairs, Ling Lun picked bamboo twenty-four. Ling Lun collected it from Kunqiu and divided it into twelve parts according to Xuanyuan's 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, he was accompanied by twenty-three officers.
There is only one pipe left for the human world to blow. No one can get this pipe. 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. Hsinchu Han Yu adds bamboo shoots to the south, and becomes clear every day.
The frost has been stored in the Qing Festival, and the yellow buds are still covering the green. There are five or six in the market, and three or four in the house.
The high standards of autumn and strictness, the pure color captures the beauty of spring. The sparse growth and cleverness make up the forest, and doubts burst out to fight for the ground.
The vertical and horizontal lines follow the same path at first, and the scenery is brilliant and endless. The branches are not blown by the wind, but the dew powder is first filled with tears.
Who can take it with me to play with? Qing Jingkong stared blankly. Inscribed by Liu Xiucai, Hsinchu, and Du Mu. Several stems are of a 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. Gradually the sun is closing in on 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? When the bamboo shoots are eaten for the first time, they appear in the seat. Li Shangyin The tender bamboo shoots are just coming out of the forest. The five tombs are worth as much as gold.
There are countless people on land and sea in the imperial capital, who can't bear to cut an inch of Ling Yun's heart. Inscribed on the bamboo in front of Zheng Chang's hall, 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 blooming in the cold wind. Xiao Sa suspected that the spring had passed by, but there was a similar 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 clear sound in the room.
Watch the rolling curtain all day long, and sleep on the pillow for the same time. 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.
Xiegu dominates Hubei, and Xiangchuan dominates the east of the river.
On the side of the threshold, the green sky curls up. Wang Yu called the bamboo in the official residence "Who planted hundreds of poles of Xiaoxiao", but when accompanied by chants, it was called "idle official".
Don’t compete with the beauty of spring, but stay lonely and chaste and wait for the cold weather. The sound of the piano bed creates elegance, and the shadow of the chess game brings happiness.
Even if the amount is removed next year, you will still have to see it in the snow this winter. Garden Bamboo by Shi Zhiyuan If you remove all the flowers and plant them here, the whole garden will become even more dust-free in the cold green.
The summer days are full of leisure and troubles, but there is still a breeze blowing around. Ode to the Golden Bamboo by Jiang Tang A hundred yi's coldness precedes a path deep, and the unsuspecting fortune casts it into a forest.
Those who are greedy or those who rely on the fence will not see Xiuhuang but gold. Bamboo by Song Qi Cultivating the tips is out of the ordinary, resigning to humbleness and refusing to clump.
There is integrity and uprightness, and there is no mind and emptiness. Purple Bamboo Mei Yaochen Xiuzhu is produced in the southwest, and its color is different from East Yun green.
The cut flute reflects the sandalwood lips, and the branches lead to the phoenix. Moving thousands of miles away, I will not be reborn in the deep valley.
Planting Bamboo Zhai Sima Guang I love Wang Ziyou, so I also plant bamboo in the Zhai Zhai. A day is indispensable, and the coolness is always in your eyes.
The snow and frost are only white, and the leaves do not change their green. The unique stone Jilun, the golden valley full of corals.
This pavilion in Huazangyuan sings of bamboo by Wang Anshi. The path is so dense that the four buildings are cool. How long will the lingering shadow last? People pity straight people who are born thin, and they are expected to become more mature 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 regret to take the root of the plant, but I want to beg Ling Lun to learn from Phoenix.
Golden Bamboo by Lu 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 like gold again.
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 spirit is high-spirited and the sound is clear without vulgar noise. The fight in spring is trivial, but the autumn wind shakes the dryness.
Who would have known 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 enchanting flowers and beautiful masters of the pavilion? The light frost on the jade stick does not fall off, and the round jade leaves no trace when rubbed dry.
Non-spring grows its own branches and leaves, and there will eventually be roots. Whoever recommends a clear temple for Taiyin will sacrifice a bottle of Jiamu. Chanting Bamboo and Wen Tongzhu.
Cold and green. Along the Xiangjiang River, the Wei River meanders.
The curtains are green and brocade, and the spears and spears are green jade. The humility is different from the grass and trees, and the strength is more than ordinary trees.
The dragon-turned-staff enters the fairy mound, calling out the phoenix and the rhythm of the gods. Yue'e's scarf is draped slowly and slowly, and the wind girl's music is clear and solemn.
Drinking wine in the woods shakes the broken shadows to shake the gold, and playing chess on the stone clears the yin and overturns the game. Dr. Qu expelled Tu Yue Jiao Lan, and Mr. Tao returned to look for pine and chrysanthemums.
If Tan Luan's behavior is invincible to the king, his elegant and unrestrained posture will be invincible to his servant. Bamboo in the Study House by Cai Que There are three poles of green bamboo in front of the window, and the cool wind blows the whole courtyard in the cold.
Don’t be afraid of the king who is always in front of you. He turns into a dragon and goes to meet the difficulties. Yuan Dang Gu Su Che Who said that he would be poor has already used grain to measure bamboo.
There are thousands of poles in the surplus valley, but one pole has never been bent. Master He planted thick bamboos and Huang Tingjian lived in seclusion in the city. This gentleman is truly a friend.
When the roots are moving and the sun is plowing, the bamboo shoots will be harvested. The dragon transforms into Gebei, and the wind blows the sound of Age.
Three paths are cut off by the grass, and friendship will be seen at the end of the year. In Huihong, Hsinchu, several trees of Langgan lean against the wall in the shade, and the new bamboo shoots are planted in a forest.
Yesterday, Xiaoxuan was in a good mood, but the beautiful moon was shattered and the gold was sifted. Plant a bamboo pavilion with an inscription of love. Fan Chengda sweeps Xuanhua's house. The green dust grows in the smoke and under the moon.
The breeze is full of leaves in the first year of the year. Don’t forget the person who rented the house this year, Hsinchu Zhu Xi. 7. Poems related to bamboo
★This is the hometown of bamboo, and the valley is full of spring bamboo shoots. ——Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty, "Poetry on Eating Bamboo Shoots"
★I love you so much, I love you so much. I scratch my fingers in the sky, and when the time comes, I love your master. ——Pu Songling, Qing Dynasty, "Zhuli"
★Guests often taste eight delicacies, which are as fragrant as the wild bamboo shoots in the mountains. ——"Ode to Bamboo" by Wu Changshuo of the Qing Dynasty
★Stick to the green mountains and never let go, the roots are still in the broken rocks.
——"Bamboo and Stone" by Zheng Banqiao of the Qing Dynasty
★The blue and green brooms of Yajun's ancestors, and the green and high branches recall Cai Yong. "Chang Bamboo" by Chen Tao of the Tang Dynasty
★There is no need to report peace, the high festival breeze has been seen. "Bamboo and Stone" by Zheng Banqiao of the Qing Dynasty
★A thin bamboo is used as a fishing rod on the river in the autumn wind. Zheng Banqiao of the Qing Dynasty "I tell you to return home and paint bamboos to say goodbye to the gentlemen and people of Weixian County"
★Ask the bamboo chopsticks diligently, you will taste the sweet and bitter first. ——Ming Dynasty Chen Lianggui's "Ode to Bamboo"
★Countless spring bamboo shoots grow in the forest, and the firewood gate blocks passers-by. ——"Wing Chun Bamboo Shoots" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty
★The green bamboo is half-contained, and the new shoots are just emerging from the wall. ——"Ode to Bamboo" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty
★It is better to eat without meat than to live without bamboo. ——Su Shi, Song Dynasty, "Yu Qianseng Luyunxuan"
★Thousands of poles of good bamboo and greenery, a spoonful of water from the new spring. ——Lu You of the Song Dynasty
★The origin of bamboo strength lacks Xiangtong, so it is difficult for painters to work even though they are skillful. ——Ming Dynasty. Xu Wei's "Wind Bamboo"
★Thin leaves with sparse knots; they cannot be crushed by snow or broken by the wind. ——Zheng Banqiao, Qing Dynasty, "Inscribed Bamboo Pictures"
★After the rain, the dragon and sun grow, and the phoenix tail shakes before the wind; ——Dai Xi, Qing Dynasty, "Inscription on Bamboo"
★When the moon rises deep in the mountains, the beautiful green bamboos become more beautiful. ——Qing Dynasty. Wang Mulan's "Bamboo Moon in the Outer Mountain"
★In the bamboo-tiled house on the empty mountain, there are still swallows flying towards it. ——Fan Chengdaheng, Song Dynasty, "Two Wonders in Yang Dao" 8. Poems describing bamboo
Paintings and paintings Two poems on bamboo (Qing Dynasty) Qiu Fengjia (1) The strength of the earth is indomitable, and the towering festival is so strong.
I have always been obsessed with observing things, only looking at the shadows of autumn. (2) This king is fully enlightened today.
The wind and rain shook the sky, and dragons were lying on the empty mountains. Excerpted from "Essential Records of Qing Poems" Bamboo and Stone Scroll (Qing Dynasty) Li Fangying It is difficult to treat people with common diseases, so Qibo Liangzhu is the most suitable.
I stopped writing before the ink was dry, and the breeze had already purified the mud from my lungs and intestines. Excerpted from "Annotations on Selected Poems on Paintings from Ancient Chinese Dynasties" Ode to Bamboo (Qing Dynasty) Ji Qiong The wind makes a sound of laughter, and the rain is as clean as washing.
Sometimes the bright moon comes and casts its shadow in the high window. Excerpted from the 1988 "Quauke Qianjiadai Calendar" "Bamboo Ode" (Ming Dynasty) by Li Rihua. The smoke is piled up and the rain is faint, and the steep rocks are rubbing against the 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 the North Garden of Changgu·Four Poems (Tang Dynasty) Li He 1. The bamboo shoots fall on the long pole and the jade is cut open. 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 a pond. 2. Cut off the green light to write Chu Ci, and add fragrant spring powder to black and white leaves.
Who can see ruthlessness and hatred? The dew presses the smoke and cries of thousands of branches. 3. There are two or three stems in Jiaquan’s stone eyes. At dawn, the purple root of the vagina is unfamiliar.
This year, on the spring river, flutes and pipes are playing with new bamboos and green jade. 4. The old shoots of ancient bamboo stir up the blue clouds, and the majestic mausoleum returns to bed and laments its poverty.
The wind whistles across thousands of acres, and a heavy branch of black wood falls into the wine bottle. Zhuli Pavilion (Tang Dynasty) Wang Wei Sitting alone in the secluded bamboo, playing the piano and roaring; no one in the deep forest knows that the bright moon comes to shine.
Titled by Liu Xiucai, Hsinchu (Tang Dynasty) and Du Fu. Several 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 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?
Bamboo Cutting (Tang Dynasty) Du Fu The bamboos in the temple are useless and look dead, but the eunuchs would rather stay. The roots of frost gradually follow the axe, and the wind and jade still strike autumn.
Where can I send you my long-awaited greetings to those suffering from the south of the Yangtze River? Excerpted from "Annotations to the Collected Poems of Fan Chuan" by Liu Jian, Hsinchu. Two or three clumps of bricks are lying down near the window, which is believed to add to the tranquility and tranquility.
Shadows and fragments of gold first penetrate the sun, and the sound of knocking on cold jade shakes the wind. Fei Sou's smoke is blue, and Concubine Xiang's eyes are red with tears.
Since Ziyou prefers bamboo, he is humble and high-minded in the snow and frost. East Lake Hsinchu Lu You planted thorns and fences to protect them and cultivate cold green ripples.
Autumn arrives first as the breeze sweeps over the earth, and the red sun travels until noon. I heard the rustling sound for the first time when I untied the bamboo basket, and saw the leaves for the first time when I put it down.
I want to come here frequently when I have free time, and I still follow my pillow mat wherever I go.
Two Quatrains from the Book of Guan Bamboo Play in Yunxi by Lu You. The air is covered with ice and frost, and I can see these immortal poles on the riverside.
The coldness penetrates directly into human muscles and bones, leaving no trace of dust at home. The light of the stream and the sound of bamboo are both suitable, and the bamboos become even more amazing when you walk to the bridge of the stream.
Regardless of how thin the meat is, one can endure ten years of hunger behind closed doors. Excerpted from the first volume of "Lu You's Collected Poems" The First Bamboo Shoots Presented in the Seat (Tang Dynasty) Li Shangyin When the fragrant buds of tender bamboo shoots first emerge from the forest, the five tombs are valued as much as gold.
In the imperial capital, there are countless people on land and sea, how can you bear to cut an inch of Ling Yun’s heart? Excerpted from the 1987 Ancient Poems Desk Calendar of Shanghai Ancient Books Publishing House: Xiang Bamboo Ci (Tang Dynasty) Li Shangyin's Eternal Xiangjiang Bamboo. What's the point of endless regrets? Bamboo shoots grow every year.
Just a lot of tears! Rewarding people to observe bamboo after the rain (Tang Dynasty) Xue Tao When it rains in spring, it is to appreciate the beauty of 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 will be able to reward me, and you will be vigorous and energetic.
Bamboo Pavilion (Tang Dynasty) The spring bamboo shoots break through the wall for the sake of luck, but they cannot hang down to cover the jade hall.
Excerpted from "Xue Tao's Poetry Notes" Court Bamboo (Tang Dynasty) Liu Yuxi The knots of lead and powder are exposed, and the green jade branches are shaken by the wind. Yiyi is like a gentleman, there is no place where he is not suitable.
I am sorry to take the root of the plant, but I want to imitate the phoenix. (Poetry and Bamboo) (Three Kingdoms) Guan Yu If you don’t thank Dong Jun, your painting will have its own name; Don’t be afraid that the arc leaves are light, and they will not wither for a long time.
Poetry Mystery I think about the time when I lived in the deep mountains, with green hair on my hair, and how many poets and poets I attracted. Since returning to Langshou, he has gone through so many storms and suffered so much torture.
Up to now, I have lost a lot of money! Don't mention it - mention it, tears will fill the river! Planting Bamboo (Tang Dynasty) Du Fu Originally planted to cover the sun, the desire seems to be moved by the stream. You can see the shadows of feathers in the forest, and the sparse smoke reveals their appearance.
On a cold rainy night, when the drums are beating in the evening breeze. In what year will my motherland arrive? A branch will hang from the crown of dust.
Ink Bamboo Scroll (Ming Dynasty) Xia Chang heard that the group was having sex in early summer, and wrote a gift ring to look at it. I hope you can share the evening with an open mind and report peace every year.
Excerpted from "Annotations on Selected Poems on Paintings and Paintings of Ancient Chinese Dynasties" Scroll on Orchid and Bamboo (Ming Dynasty) Wen Peng It rains heavily for half a day by the west window, and the new shoots of the rain pass through the short wall. There are no traces of people flying in the dust, and the green shadow makes the windows cool in the evening.
Excerpted from "Appreciation of One Hundred Quatrains on Painting Poems" by Chen Tao, Tang Dynasty (official in 847-859). Inscribed on Purple Bamboo 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: Don’t get tired of Dongxi Green Jade Lord.
Two Phoenixes in the Temple of Heaven have time. The peak of dawn looks like a fairy place.
The green festival is surrounded by dark clouds. Bamboo No. 11 No. 2 Ten Thousand Branches Dew in the Morning Learn from Xiaoxiang.
The lonely pavilion is white and cool. Who says riding a dragon can prevent rain?
The spring thunder hits the ground and whips madly. Bamboo No. 11 No. 3 The whistle goes one mile into the new bamboo.
Ten thousand poles are like urns locking dragons. The jade that shocked the nest is nowhere to be found.
I lean against the clouds and carve my name on my roots. Bamboo Eleven No. 4 Qinglan Broom Ya Si Zu.
The green color reminds me more of Cai Yong. Listen to the stormy night in Nanyuan.
The fearful scales and armor are all dragons. Bamboo No. 5 No. 11 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. Six of the eleven poems on bamboo must be written in the title of Shi Langwu.
Jizuishan Yangsese Village. The remaining ten thousand stems will be wiped out.
Don’t teach ordinary birds to cause trouble in Yunmen. Bamboo No. 7 No. 11 There are spiritual flowers among the mica in a stream.
It seems that I have arrived at the house of a feudal lord. Who knows the law of male and female?
Zi Qiaodan's well is in the depths. Bamboo No. 8 No. 11: The fragrance of purple rice when swallows are young.
The wild stream shyly crosses the east wall. Don't twist it into bamboo shoots.
Raise the phoenix in a high cage. Nine of the eleven bamboo poems: One section calls for dragons and thousands of miles of autumn.
A few knots hang down from the sea, and six turtles are worried. Plant in front of Gengxu Waterfall Peak.
Yunli Langan has passed Ziyou. Bamboo No. 10 No. 10 Who talks about the beautiful scenery in the hills and valleys?
Quietly search for spring music and recognize Chanjuan. I will treat Qingyao Jian as a minor killer.
The picture shows the turtle and fish rising to heaven. Bamboo No. 11 The jade bushes are closed in Qianchun in Xuanpu.
The first ancestor of Zhanyang is in the blue sky. There is no need to worry about Jiangdao.
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 Zi Yezhu Lin Temple Two of Two The south of Jingxian City is hidden in the deep reflection, and there is a Zen forest where two cows are croaking.
The wind and spring hit the mourning jade across the room, and the bamboo and moon edges were covered with broken gold. In the bamboo lining, the thatched grass is leaning against the stone roots, and where the bamboo stems are sparse, you can see the former village.
No one comes when I sleep all day, and the spring breeze sweeps the door. He Gengtian 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 Gengtian presented two of the four poems with a bamboo crown. Nothing can compare to this crown. The bamboo skin is soft, crisp and dry.
How can I feel pity for Fan Shuhan when my old friend looks at his robe so fondly? He Geng Tian saw the bamboo crown as a gift and presented three of the four poems. Yurun Mingxin believed in the good crown, and the fresh lines were dug out with the wrong force.
Don’t forget your kindness and always add your head to keep the happy alliance alive. He Gengtian presented four poems with a bamboo crown. The crown work was new and cut off the sandalwood and fog. 9. Good words and sentences and ancient poems about bamboo
Ode to Bamboo
Song Dynasty Wentong
(I wrote this poem because I suddenly recalled Xiuzhu in my hometown)
In my hometown, I planted bamboos around 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.
Excerpted from "132 Chinese Traditional Painters"
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 of the Song Dynasty, "Yu Qian Monk Luyun Pavilion"
Ode to Bamboo by Liu Xiaoxian of Liang Dynasty in the Southern Dynasties
Bamboo grows in the open field, and the clouds tower over the sky. No one appreciates high integrity, only one has one's own chastity.
The concubine of Xiang was brought to tears by shame, and she entered the palace harp in shame. Whoever makes a flute should sing the dragon's tune.
Garden Bamboo (Liu Yuxi, Tang Dynasty)
The polyester and lead powder knots are exposed, and the green jade branches are shaken by the wind. Yiyi is like a gentleman, there is no place where he is not suitable.
Inscribed Bamboo Pictures
Qing Dynasty. Zheng Banqiao
Thin leaves, sparse knots;
The snow cannot crush it, Unbroken by the wind.
Painting
(Qing Dynasty) Zheng Banqiao
One bamboo, one orchid and one stone, with joints, fragrance and bones,
The whole hall is filled with gentlemen The wind, the eternal green color.
There are orchids, bamboos and stones, there are joints, fragrance and bones.
No matter how hard it is against the wind and frost, there will be news of the spring breeze.
When the moon rises deep in the mountains, the lush green bamboos are in full bloom.
The clear sky is difficult to deal with, but the cold green and thousands of poles can be cured by customs.
——Wang Mulan, Qing Dynasty, "Bamboo Moon Over the Mountains"
Ode to Bamboo, Song Dynasty, Yang Wanli
Frost Festival. Cultivation of jade and snow body.
There is no text to write about. The moon itself conveys the spirit.
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?
Painting
(Qing Dynasty) Zheng Banqiao
The autumn wind crossed Xiaoxiang last night, touching the rocks and going crazy through the forest;
Only the bamboo branches were muddy Don't be afraid, we can fight a thousand times.
Bamboo
Li Jianxun of the Tang Dynasty
On the Qiong Festival, the wind blows on the branches, and the wind blows and I forget to return home.
The most pitiful thing is that under the setting sun, the shadows of flowers and the clothes of the guests are full.
Excerpted from "Selected Poems about Things"