Tang He Zhang Zhi
Jasper dressed as a tree, hanging down ten thousand green silk tapestries.
I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors.
Tall willows are covered with new green leaves, and drooping willows are fluttering gently like thousands of green ribbons. I wonder who cut this thin willow leaf. This is the spring breeze in February. Like a magic pair of scissors.
Second, "the poem of lime"
Money?
It can only be extracted from the deep mountains after being struck by thousands of hammers. It regards the burning of the burning fire as a very common thing.
Not afraid of broken bones, leaving innocence in the world.
Limestone is mined from the deep mountains through a lot of excavation, and it regards the burning of blazing fire as a very common thing. Even if it is shattered, it is not afraid, as long as the noble integrity remains in the world.
Third, "Wangtianmen Mountain"
Tang Libai
The Yangtze River splits the Tianmen Peak like a giant axe, and the green river flows around the island.
The green hills on both sides are neck and neck, and a boat meets leisurely from the horizon.
Like a giant axe, the Yangtze River splits the male peak of Tianmen, where the Qinghe River flows eastward and then turns north. The green hills on both sides of the strait are opposite, and beauty cannot be separated. A ship is coming from where the sun rises.
Fourth, "Mo Mei"
Wang Yuan cotton
The first tree in my family, Xiyan Lake, is full of flowers and light ink marks.
Don't boast about the good color, just let the air be full of dried Kun.
There is a plum tree in Xiyan Lake near my home. Plum blossoms in full bloom seem to be stained with a touch of ink. It doesn't need others to praise how beautiful the color is, just need to diffuse the fragrance between heaven and earth.
Five, "Bamboo Stone"
Thanks?
Bamboo is not relaxed at all, its roots are firmly embedded in the cracks in the rocks.
After thousands of tortures and blows, it is still strong, whether it is the southeast wind or the northwest wind in winter, it can bear it and will still be tough and straight.
Bamboo clings to the green hills, and its roots are firmly rooted in the cracks in the rocks. After countless hardships and blows, you are still strong, no matter whether the southeast wind blows in the hot summer or the northwest wind blows in the cold winter.