The earliest poem about bamboo 1. Poems about bamboo
There is a bunch of bamboo in front of the window of Zhu Yong (Qi Harmony), which is beautiful and unique.
The southern branches cross the northern leaves, and the new bamboo is mixed with the old branches. The moonlight is dense and windy.
It doesn't matter if you fly, but you can watch it alone. But I hate following the trend, and my roots grow apart.
Bamboo (beam. Bamboo is born in the wild, and clouds are everywhere. No one appreciates noble morality, but he is self-loyal.
ChristianRandPhillips's tears are shameful, and Qin Gong is shameful. Everyone who makes flutes should spit dragons.
Put the tender bamboo on the steps (Zhang Chen Jian Zheng). Cui Yun is full of clouds, and tender bamboo shoots are about to fly. Build by laying bricks or stones bent branches repeatedly solve, steps to disperse the wind in Ye Qiang.
Want to know where to hold the dragon, it should be in the middle of the mountain road. Zhu Yong (Tang Liqiao) is a great poet, and Zen books are full of bookish spirit.
White flowers shake the wind shadow, and green knots move the dragon text. Leaves sweep the southeast sky, branches carry the northwest clouds.
Who knows Xiang Shui, crying alone and thinking of you. There are more than 100 poems about planting bamboo on the left side of Zhai Jun (at the beginning of Tang Linghu), which live in the north window of planting bamboo and are newly reflected on the plain wall.
The green one is close to the drug delivery place, and the shade is deep in front of the sleeping curtain. The wind startled the leaves like rain, and the moon passed the branches like smoke.
Lao Tzu recalled that his heart was hanging, and he retired from public office to meditate. In autumn, Baishaguan Frosted Bamboo (Tang Xu Hun) is rich in cuisines, which is different from Hunan.
The thin shadow of the moon moved to the wall, cold and windy. The roller blinds fall earlier and the high pillows are longer at night.
Suddenly, I remembered Xiqin Road. It's very cold in Wan 'an today. Bamboo shoots were in the middle when they were just eaten (Tang Shang Yin), and tender bamboo shoots came out of the forest first. Yuling's price is as heavy as gold
The emperor's capital, land and sea, should be countless. He forbeared to cut an inch of gold from Lingyun. Singing bamboo (Gu) is suitable for hiding in smoke, rain, wind and brushing water.
Move Xiao Sao away from the temple and see Qianfeng. The invading moss decomposes and the spring buds bloom, and the winding path is slightly covered by summer.
Strange apricot blossoms are affectionate, and several branches are in harmony. Bamboo wind (Tang dynasty) bamboo reflects the wind window several times, which makes people sit and think endlessly.
I had a dream of rivers and lakes at night, all of which were dry as flowers. The middle pillar of Chunshan (Tang Peishuo) has several green poles shaped like dragons. We should teach this place how to stand on the wall.
Infinite wildflowers can't bloom, and the cool colors in the Mid-Levels compete with spring. Zhu Yong (Tang Zhangbi) is full of trees and leaves, and Wang Sun never gets tired of being crowded in court.
No one has ever seen Shuang Ling. He treats feng lai humbly all day. Who can add romance, who can sing and who can feel sorry for themselves?
There are many idle places everywhere, just to move the clouds and caress the green moss. Shuangyun Pavilion (decoration) can't help it. Chanjuan is old and cold.
To see the significance of first frost, we must wait until the autumn wind falls. All bamboos in Fuyuan (Su Song and Zhejiang) are not born in cold areas, although they are often ill.
Roots are deeply rooted and secluded, and leaves are fierce. ChanJuan snow posture, scattered wind and shadow.
Prosperity sees loneliness, and one enemy is a thousand hectares. Reminiscent of the river, the cliff is a forest.
If there is no wind, it will drift, and the policy sounds barren. In Hsinchu (Song Yang Wanli), the east wind ingeniously supplemented the residual mountain and added jade poles overnight.
Half-naked and half-naked, Qilong is afraid of the cold spring. Dong Yonghu Hsinchu (Song) inserted thorns and woven fences to protect them and cultivated 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. When the shells of bamboo shoots fall off, they hear rustling sound, bamboo jointing stage, sparse and sparse appearance.
Back in my spare time, I often come here. At that time, I took my pillow and bamboo mat with me and slept well. Wild bamboo (yuan. Zhenwu) Wild bamboo is absolutely lovely, with sparse branches and leaves.
Throughout his life, he stayed away from Jing Zhen, walked on the cliff and wore stones. Hold mountains and rivers with an open mind, and chat with Bai Yue in the breeze.
What will happen to thousands of feet? Weichuan Bridge is windy and smoky. The song of new bamboo shoots (Dai) is full of yellow birds, and the new bamboo shoots under the forest are in harmony with people.
In the spring breeze, the rabbit stays behind the door, and the dew scares the bamboo chicken in the daytime. Three days after the rain, spring has passed, and several others are near the stone bed.
Race to the top of the world, regardless of the moss on the steps. (Xie Shi) Insist that the green hills are not relaxed, and the roots are broken.
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 (Qing. Zheng Xie) one after another, thousands of branches and leaves accumulate.
I don't blossom, so I don't tease bees and butterflies. Zhu Tang Li He entered the hydrological light movement and took time to make a green shadow in spring.
Dew, Watson, bamboo shoots, moss, frost roots. Weaving can bring fragrance and sweat, and planting can catch cotton scales.
Two-part allegorical sayings include fetching water from bamboo baskets-weaving ducks with empty bamboo-heartless bamboo screening porridge-porous bamboo screening water-porous bamboo boards-bamboo baskets are full of oil-there is no leakage in catching rabbits in bamboo forests-catching bamboo shoots in bamboo forests-burning bamboo shoots with long goods-bamboo shoots in a single bamboo forest-bamboo shoots with long hair tips. The more bamboo baskets are woven-the more water is drawn with bamboo poles-the pond is full of bamboo craftsmen chopping bamboo-the bamboo shoots fall straight-the baskets woven with bamboo wires from generation to generation-the narrow-eyed bamboo baskets are used to draw water up the mountain-there are many big fish in the bamboo baskets of empty bamboo forests-clearly.
2. Poems about bamboo
Countless bamboo shoots grow all over the forest, and Chai Men secretly protects pedestrians. -Tang Du Fu's ode to spring bamboo shoots
The green bamboo is half hidden, and the new buds are out of the wall. -Tang Du Fu's Ode to Bamboo
It is better to eat without meat than to live without bamboo. -Yu Qian and Shang Lu in Su Song's stone.
Good bamboo green, a spoonful of water for a new year. -Song Lu, you?
The origin of bamboo strength lacks auspicious similarities, but the painter is skilled and difficult to work. -"Wind Bamboo" by Xu Ming Wei
Thin leaves and sparse nodes; Snow is unbreakable, and wind is unbreakable. -Zheng Qing Banqiao "Inscription of Ink Bamboo Map"
After the rain, the dragon and grandson grow, and before the wind, the phoenix tail shakes; Guilt is deeply rooted, which means the sun will shine. -Qing Dai Xi "Painting Bamboo"
When I was in the deep forest and on the moon, Juanjuan was born with bamboo. -Clear. Wang Mulan's Mangosteen Beyond the Moon
Empty mangosteen roof and swallows. -Song Fan Chengda Heng's "Yang Daoshu Two Unique Skills"
The bamboo forest at the stern covers counties and cities, so the old man still stands on his own feet. -Song Fan Chengda, Send Miles in the River, Send Yang Shangqing.
Good moss and bamboo, flat canopy is uncertain. -Tang Du Fu's "Farewell to Wuxia and Give Nanqing Brother Xiangxi Orchard 40 Mu"
Castanopsis kawakamii forest prevents the wind from blowing leaves, cage bamboo and cigarettes from dripping. -Tang Du Fu's Cheng Tang
The green bamboo is half hidden, and the new buds are out of the wall. -Tang Du Fu's Bamboo
This is a bamboo village with bamboo shoots all over the valley. -Tang Bai Juyi's poem "Eating Bamboo Shoots"
I especially love this gentleman, scratching my side, bragging about my god, and I am very happy with my master. -Qing Pu Songling's Bamboo
There are always eight treasures among the guests, which are as fragrant as wild bamboo shoots in the mountains. -Wu Qin Chang Shuo's "Singing Bamboo"
Bamboo is not relaxed at all, its roots are firmly embedded in the cracks in the rocks. -Zheng Qing Banqiao Bamboo Stone
Jerry's ancestors were swept by the blue haze, and Cai Yong was recalled by the green branches. Don Chen Tao's Long Bamboo
There is no need to report peace, you have seen strong winds. Zheng Qing Banqiao Bamboo Stone
Write a thin bamboo and make it into a fishing rod on the autumn river. Zheng Qing Banqiao "Gao Yu Gui Li, Painting Bamboo to Distinguish Jun and Wei County People"
Ask the bamboo stick frequently, and taste it first. -liangzhi's Zhu.
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3. Poems about bamboo
The green bamboo is half hidden, and the new buds are out of the wall.
The rain washed Juanjuan clean, and the wind blew a fragrance. -Tang Du Fu's "Yongzhu" pavilion Yuxi exposed the lead powder festival, and the wind shook the sapphire branches.
Yiyi is like a gentleman, and there is nothing wrong with her. Yan Jia, Du Fu's bamboo is half-hidden, and new shoots are out of the wall.
The color invades the book late, and the shadow is cooler than the bottle. The rain washed Juanjuan clean, and the wind blew a fragrance.
But without cutting, I will meet the clouds. The new hairpin of Hsinchu Yuanzhen is the only solution, and the cool color is in full bloom.
Ran Ran floating coagulate powder, rustling gradually attracted the wind. It's sunny and rainy, but it's sparse.
Only Tuan Tuan Festival, faithful size. The newly planted bamboo white house is easy to make the city uncomfortable, and the grass grows behind closed doors.
How to entertain the wild and plant more than 100 bamboos. Seeing this exciting color reminds me of my feelings in the mountains.
Sometimes in my spare time, I will walk around the fence all day. Don't say that the roots are not strong, and don't say that the yin is not successful.
I already feel that there is more than one clear sign in the yard. I love leaning against the window and the sound of autumn wind branches.
The bamboo shoots of Han Yu in Hsinchu and Nanzhu will become clear day by day. The light green festival has been frosted, and the yellow buds are still covered with green.
Five or six came out of the slaughterhouse, and three or four came out of the family. The high standard is Ling Qiuyan and Tong Zhensheng's spring rhyme.
It's rare that life is skillful in mending forests, and there are doubts and disputes in generate. At first glance, the vertical and horizontal lines go hand in hand, and there is no time for romance.
Dewdrops shed tears before the wind blows. Who can play with me and stare at the empty scene?
Topic Liu Xiucai Hsinchu Du Mu's stems are as beautiful as jade, and the morning mist is green. 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?
Wang Anshi Song (102 1- 1086). Character Festival, a native of Linchuan, Jiangxi Province.
The second rhyme is Zhang Ziye's "Two Poems of Chikulinji", and the second poem is "Deep Shadow in the South of Beijing". Two cows sing better than Zen Forest. The wind and spring break the jade, and the bamboo moon edge breaks the gold.
Among the bamboos, Shi Gen weaves bamboos, and the bamboo stems are sparse, so there are thousands of villages. No one arrived at the end of the day, and the spring breeze swept the door.
Geng Tian presented four songs with bamboo crowns, one of which is that bamboo root beads are better than bamboo skin crowns. If you want to have short hair, you must dry it first. Let the bamboo forest have a * * * landscape, don't hold a square towel to keep out the cold.
Geng Tian presented four songs with a bamboo crown. Secondly, there is nothing like this crown. The bamboo skin is soft and brittle. For fan Han Shu, it is not a pity that an old friend falls in love with robes.
Geng Tian presented four songs with bamboo crowns, and the third one was that Yu Runming believed in the crown and made a mistake. Don't forget that you always add the first place, so that Huanmeng can't be cold.
Geng Tian presented four songs with bamboo crowns, four of which were full of new ideas, and the fog and cirrus clouds still steamed for a long time. I really call myself a forest, and I don't need mink to be warm and cold.
There are two or three red amaranths in the bamboo window, and the mountains are far away from the water. Only I know the road under the wall, and I can record the moss marks on my fangs.
In Huazang Academy, this pavilion sings bamboo all the way, and the four great poets are cool. How long will the charm last? People are thin when they are born with compassion, and even more rigid when they are old.
I once shared the rain and dew with Artemisia selengensis, and finally sought the frost with pine and cypress. I'm tired of rooted plants. I ask for mercy and learn from Phoenix.
The second rhyme is Zhang Ziye Bamboo Temple, where the wind and spring touch the jade, and the edge of the bamboo moon is covered with broken gold. Yang Wanli. Song (1 127- 1206).
Zhai Chengting Xiu. Jiangxi Jishui people.
First frost Festival of Winged Bamboo. Repair jade snow.
There is nothing to talk about. The moon is vivid.
Tree and bamboo pruning after crossing Danzhu Zejing. Call each other Maolin.
No wind leads to cold. There is a plain yin in Weixi.
Look at bamboo shoots like vines and learn to grow. Bamboo is like a savage.
I only love brocade bamboo everywhere. The dark forest suddenly has two or three roots.
Bamboo forest cherishes people's love for bamboo forest. Weaving fences is hard to keep out the cold and green.
I know bamboo has no thin face. It needs to go through the fence.
I remember that the boiled bamboo shoots searched in Justin Cheung were not as sharp as the hairy bamboo shoots in Jiangxi. Cream nourishes new sweetness.
Sir, stop cooking. Ding Ning, don't use acyl and salt.
The green spring under the rock must rotate. Boil out the cream roots and make honey juice.
Cold teeth gnawed out Kethleen's voice. Li Yu still doesn't like moonlight.
Master Xie Minghui loves bamboo shoots like jade. Add bamboo if you don't eat it.
Yunhe sent another ten generations. Hazy eyes open for the canal.
Boiled bamboo shoots Jinling bamboo shoots are as hard as stone. Stone still has marrow, and bamboo shoots are not as good as it.
Bamboo shoots in southern Yunnan are crisp. Bamboo shoots taste crisp.
Bring rain? Come and cook with a basket. It contains new nectar from Zhejiang pulp.
You can steam, the scenery can make soup, and the sound of water and snow can be heard around your teeth. Don't curse bamboo shoots to make bamboo, eat bamboo shoots and don't eat meat.
None of them eat bamboo shoots. Used for breeding for more than half a year.
Spotted clothes and colorful spring are priceless. I don't understand the jade version of Zen.
Bamboo branches are short and hedges leak. You have to drag your feet.
The first time I ate bamboo shoots, ferns and phoenixes, I cooked dragon waves. Red-lipped bear's paw, I missed it
Only in the days of bamboo shoots and ferns. This is a precious day in the mountains.
The bamboo forest in front of the Shuige in Jiangdian, Yongshitang saw this face. Decadence is not a village.
Sunset and writing. Birds are soul eaters.
Ouyang xiu. Song (1009- 1072). Drunk people
Jiangxi Jishui people. Autumn night, bamboo is like bamboo, and loneliness hurts the blue.
Cong Ju is affectionate. Fragrant fragrance comforts lonely interface.
Birds singing in the bamboo pavilion. The sun and dusk are singing.
Fish in water. In and out of seaweed and duckweed.
Who will be the pavilion of Zhu Yu Waterbird House?
Weng lai has no chariots and horses. This is not the same as a bomb.
Meng Jiao's posture in the bamboo suburb viewed by punishments. How fast?
Bamboo is the virtue of a gentleman. It is colder and greener.
There are many famous gardens in the capital. The horses and chariots are galloping.
When the spring breeze turns red and purple. See this green jade.
Messy moss. Xiao Shu painted the Chinese house.
The sun is dark and the shadows are idle. Business is full.
Fortunately, this is a reward. I'd rather recommend the party.
At dusk, people lock the empty corridors. Branch last month and birdhouse next spring.
In the early autumn, the bamboo forest in Fuyao Temple drinks, the plum rain is clear among wild bamboos, and the autumn mountain wine is green. Send this vinegar song, Huainan should drop the wood.
After the rain, the bamboo is lush, and I love you every day. A good bird is a green tree, if it is close to the person sitting.
There are two branches on the top of the bamboo, and honey leaves hang down. Vegetation has spiritual fluid, and yin and yang condense with time.
Deep mountains and poor valleys often taste. Fortunately, when you are a gentleman's house, you will be known by many people.
Birds of a feather flock together and are born with it. Show each other, chat and help sing, and drink children.
The rest were given to Duan Xi bluestone pillow and qi zhou bamboo basket, Duan Xi cut out the moon sample, and qi zhou weaved double water patterns. Hu er put the pillow on the monitor, and there was no cloud at noon on a red day.
Yellow glass is green as jade, bright and clean, cold and smooth and dust-free. Recalling that Kaifeng was temporarily in Chenli yesterday, I repeatedly begged the wreckage to be dust-free.
The sage sympathized with Minister Min and thought that this decline was not a superficial phenomenon. If you are still alive, don't make it a sin.
Privilege to transfer officials back to their original posts. The selection of materials is unbearable, and the profit is forgotten.
As soon as I lived in the south of the city, Zhang Zhongtong asked Mo Zhusi to draw some green sketches and send me to loneliness. Don't wait for the storm, although there is no wind and rain.
Well, I am sincere and generous, and I am gradually lacking in Qiong Yao. Liu Zhulin suddenly drinks Chunrong.
Leave for the first performance in summer. The wilderness is deep.
Clean up the day. Ten thousand Poles shrugged their shoulders.
How rich is a thousand acres? The thunder burst into a wild whip.
Wenshu Township in the fog. Xie punished Zhang Langzhong for sending bamboo poles and Yu Guangying to decorate the brocade spots.
Frost and snow become stronger after many knots. Cherish old friends and give them gifts.
Support patients to spend their old age safely.
4. Poems about bamboo
1, Zheng Xie bamboo stone in Qing dynasty.
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 does not relax in grasping the green hills, and its roots are firmly rooted in the cracks in the rocks. After thousands of years of torture and blows, it is still so strong, whether it is the southeast wind in hot summer or the northwest wind in cold winter, it can bear it and will remain tough and straight.
2. East Lake Hsinchu in the Song Dynasty
When they started planting bamboo, they used their spines to form a fence, carefully protecting the growth of Hsinchu, which was shaded by trees and rippled in the water.
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.
When the shells of bamboo shoots fall off, they hear rustling sound, bamboo jointing stage, sparse and sparse appearance.
Back in my spare time, I often come here. At that time, I took my pillow and bamboo mat with me and slept well.
When bamboo was first planted, it was woven into a barbed fence, and Hsinchu was carefully protected. Hsinchu grows and is reflected in the water waves. The summer breeze blows across the ground, as if autumn came early and the sun was shining, and I couldn't feel the heat at noon.
When the bamboo shell falls off, I hear the rustling sound. When the bamboo jointing, the beautiful scattered images appear at first. When I retire, I often come here. I still brought a pillow and a bamboo mat when I came, so I could sleep everywhere.
3. Zhu Cong in the Courtyard by Lu Taiyi in the Tang Dynasty.
When you are a fragrant bamboo, you are green and heavy.
If you are sincere, you will see a return, but you are too young to be a pole.
The bamboo stands upright outside the window, and the green indicates the cold spring in the coming year. Because bamboo shoots have not yet grown into bamboo stems, the firmness of bamboo is highly appreciated.
4. In the Tang Dynasty, Liu Zongyuan's Five Bitter Bamboo Bridges of Gong Xunyuan
Gao Qiao is connected with a faint path, winding through the sparse bamboo forest.
Bamboo produces bitter knots from the culm sheath, and the green skin surrounds the diabolo heart.
Bend down to look at the thin stream under the bridge and look up to listen to the rustling of bamboo in the mountains.
The smoke in the west is transpiration, and the birds on the mountain ring at the scene.
Bitter bamboo can't be used as a ferry bamboo to provide shade for our rest.
Gao Qiao is connected with a secluded path, winding through sparse bamboo forests. Bamboo is bitter from bamboo shoots, and green husk surrounds the hollow bamboo heart. Bend down to look at the creek under the bridge and look up to listen to the rustling bamboo rhyme in the mountains. In the smoke transpiration, the sun is setting, and the birds in the mountains are mocking and singing. It is estimated that bitter bamboo can't be inserted at the ferry, but it only provides us with a place to enjoy the cool and rest.
5. Hsinchu in Zheng Xie in Qing Dynasty.
New bamboo is taller than old bamboo, and their growth is supported by old branches.
I will come out again the next year and grow taller.
Hsinchu is taller than the old bamboo, and its growth depends entirely on the old branches. New ones will grow and grow taller next year.
5. Poems about bamboo
Hengyang road is the second best
Fan Song Chengda
Empty mangosteen roof and swallows.
Send a few miles to the river and give them to Yang Shangqing.
Fan Song Chengda
The bamboo forest at the stern covers counties and cities, so the old man still stands on his own feet.
He bid farewell to Wuxia and gave 40 acres of orchard to Nan Qing's brother Xiang.
Don du fu
Good moss and bamboo, flat canopy is uncertain.
Tang Cheng
Don du fu
Castanopsis kawakamii forest prevents the wind from blowing leaves, cage bamboo and cigarettes from dripping.
A kind of bamboo
Don du fu
The green bamboo is half hidden, and the new buds are out of the wall.
Poems about eating bamboo shoots
Tang Bai Juyi
This is the hometown of bamboo, and bamboo shoots are all over the valley;
Julie
Qingpu Songling
I especially love this gentleman, scratching my edge and brushing my days.
When my son arrived, he was very happy with his master.
Zhu Yong
Wu Qin Chang Shuo
There are always eight treasures among the guests, which are as fragrant as wild bamboo shoots in the mountains.
Send me a message, and I will feel lonely. When shall I go back to see my new wife?
Takeishi
Zheng Qing Banqiao
Insisting on the castle peak is not relaxed, and it is fundamentally in the broken rock;
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.
Changzhu
Don
Jerry's ancestors were swept by the blue haze, and Cai Yong was recalled by the green branches.
After listening to the stormy night in Nanyuan for a long time, I am afraid that the scales will become dragons.
Takeishi
Zheng Qing Banqiao
Light smoke Gu Mo, write half of this gentleman,
There is no need to report peace, you have seen strong winds.
Tell me to go back to Li, draw bamboo and bid farewell to the gentlemen and people of wei county.
Zheng Qing Banqiao
Write a thin bamboo and make it into a fishing rod on the autumn river.
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Ask the bamboo stick frequently and taste it first;
6. Traditional bamboo poems
Du Fu's Yan Zhenggong Zhai Tong Zhu Yong
The green bamboo is half hidden, and the new buds are out of the wall.
The color invades the book late, and the shadow is cooler than the bottle.
The rain washed Juanjuan clean, and the wind blew a fragrance.
But without cutting, I will meet the clouds.
Liu Zongyuan's Five Poems of Kuzhu Bridge in Xun Gong
Gao Qiao is connected with a faint path, winding through the sparse bamboo forest.
Share hardships and be humble.
Bend down to look at the thin stream under the bridge and look up to listen to the rustling of bamboo in the mountains.
Clouds in the pool, birds in the mountains.
I'm afraid Tianjin won't be needed. The habitat is much cooler.
Bamboo Trail in Li Deyu
Wild bamboo has its own path, more than three miles around the stream.
Scattered bombs are covered with layers of mounds, reflecting the clear canal sadly.
Looking at Lin Jing at sunset, Zhigu is popular.
With few family and friends, who wants to cook fish?
Hsinchu of Yuan Zhen
Cool colors are in full bloom.
Ran Ran floating coagulate powder, rustling gradually attracted the wind.
It's sunny and rainy, but it's sparse.
Only Tuan Tuan Festival, faithful size.
Bamboo newly planted by Bai Juyi
Zuo Yi doesn't feel well, and autumn grass grows behind closed doors.
How to entertain the wild and plant more than 100 bamboos.
Seeing this exciting color reminds me of my feelings in the mountains.
Sometimes in my spare time, I will walk around the fence all day.
Don't say that the roots are not strong, and don't say that the yin is not successful.
I already feel that there is more than one clear sign in the yard.
I love leaning against the window and the sound of autumn wind branches.
Xue Tao's "Watching People Play with Bamboo after Rain"
When it rains in the south, it looks like snow and frost.
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 will be amazing when you are young.
Liu Changqing's "Cui Fu, Staff Officer of Guo Tong, Bamboo Shoots in front of Huainan Our Time"
It was planted by Yuan in the past, but now it is moved to the altar of Han generals.
The cage is low and the crown is high.
It's hard to get the land, but it's hard to remove the roots and frost.
Flowers become a phoenix, and bamboo shoots grow into fishing rods.
The army is quiet and the small county is spacious.
Whispering and dusk, the shadows on the door are cold.
When Xiangpu changed, Yang Shan was disabled in several places.
I don't know about Xuanping, but Yuan An is at the end of the year.
Li Jieren's "Qi Yi Lin"
The negative country is deep along the mountain, and it is green.
I have never been addicted to things. I try to move my family to a bamboo forest.
Du Mu's Topic Liu Xiucai's Hsinchu
Several stems are quiet and beautiful, and the morning smoke is divided.
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?
Yu Wang called it "official residence bamboo"
Whoever plants a hundred strokes, accompanied by songs, is called an idle official. Don't compete with Yao Yan for spring scenery. Stay alone and be afraid of the cold.
The sound blows the piano bed to create elegance, and the shadow invades the chess game to help Qing Huan. Even if the toilet is demolished next year, it will still be seen in the snow this winter.
Ding Chu of Shi Zhiyuan
Transplanting flowers to plant this gentleman makes the court colder and greener. In summer, I am bored around, and there is a breeze to borrow from my neighbors.
Ginger soup "Ode to Golden Bamboo"
A hundred steps cold is the first step deep. Those who are greedy for their husbands, or those who have railings, see gold and don't repair it.
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7. Ancient poems about bamboo
Among the poems about bamboo, I think the best is Wang Anshi's:
Singing bamboo with my brother Hua Zangyuan in Junting.
Wang Anshi
A glimpse of four summer sleeping mats, how long will it last? People are thin when they are born with compassion, and even more rigid when they are old. I once shared the rain and dew with Artemisia selengensis, and finally sought the frost with pine and cypress. I'm tired of plants that take root and sprout. I want to ask Linglun to learn from Phoenix.
In addition, Zheng Banqiao's is also good:
Basket stone
Zheng Xie
Bamboo is not relaxed at all, its roots are firmly embedded in the cracks in the rocks. The wind is strong in the east, west, north and south.
There are many poems with bamboo characters. Here are some famous ones:
I thought of Xin in the summer in Nange.
meng haoran
The shadow of the mountain rises suddenly, and the moon in the pond rises slowly from the east. I let go of my hair to enjoy the coolness at night, opened the window and lay down peacefully. The evening breeze sent waves of lotus fragrance, and the dew on the bamboo leaves made a crisp sound. I thought I would want to make a song, make a song, I just hate my friends in front of me. Feeling for a night, I miss my old friends all night, and it is hard to miss them in my dreams.
An autumn night in the mountains
Wang Wei
The empty mountains are bathed in a new rain, and feel the early autumn at night. The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks. The bamboo forest is sonorous, the washerwoman returns, and the lotus leaves are swaying to get on the canoe. Spring spring might as well give it a rest, and the autumn sun can stay on the hills for a long time.
House of Bamboo
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.
Stay in Luoshiting to remember Cui Yonghe and Cui Yan.
Li shangyin
Bamboo dock is clean and clear, and acacia is separated from the city. Autumn frost flies late, leaving dry lotus to listen to the rain.
Hui Chong Chunjiang Night Scene
Su Shi
Two or three peach blossoms outside the bamboo forest and ducks in the water first noticed the warm spring. Artemisia arenaria is full of short reed buds, which is the time when puffer fish want to fuck.