Ancient poems about pine trees and bamboo 1. Poems about pine trees
I. Poems about Pine Trees
1, the sky is crisp and straight to thousands of feet. -Li Bai's "Nan Xuan Qu"
2. Those who flow but don't return, water also; Those who don't move with the times, pine and cypress also. -Su Shi's poem "Send Hangzhou Jinshi"
3. Frost and skin rain for forty weeks, and the tip of the king's fish green is 2,000 feet in the sky. -Du Fu's Journey to Cooper
Life can't be a pine tree, but when you meet Qin Feng as a doctor. -Roger Lee's "Topic 5 Yi Song"
5. It is not surprising that you dare to bully each other and go straight to Lingyun. From the root to the grave, there is no bend, only the stinging dragon knows. -Su Shi's "Wang Fu Xiuju Two Ducks and Two Songs"
6. I have been in the grass since I was a child, and now I gradually feel wormwood. Those trees that don't recognize that they can soar into the sky, until it enters the sky, people say it is tall. -Komatsu of Du Xunhe
7, cold and summer can not move, years can not be defeated, only pine and cypress. -Su Zhe's "Fu Fu Xu"
8. The phoenix tree is really unwilling to wither, and several leaves can still be heard in the wind. -Zhang Lei's "Sitting at Night"
9, you can't see the clouds and pines, even if the autumn wind is helpless. -Cen Can's "Feeling"
10, pine and cypress are solitary and straight, which is difficult for peaches and plums. -Li Bai's "Antique"
2. Poems praising bamboo:
1, bamboo is born in the wild, and the clouds are shaking. No one appreciates noble morality, but he is self-loyal. -"Bamboo" Xiaoxian County, Liu Liang
2. Cui Yun's top clouds are clustered, and the flowers are tender and the bamboo shoots want to fly. Build by laying bricks or stones bent branches repeatedly solve, steps to disperse the wind in Ye Qiang. -"Give the tender bamboo the front steps" Zhang Chen Jian Zheng
3. 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 Stone" Xie
4, the bamboo is half-contained, and the new buds are out of the wall. Sex invades books late, but it is better than wine. The rain washed Juanjuan clean, and the wind blew a fragrance. But without cutting, I will meet the clouds. -"Yan Zheng Gong Zhai Tong Zhu Yong" Du Fu
5. The moss invades the spring buds, and the winding path is sunny in summer. Rogue apricot flowers are full of creativity, and several branches blend together. —— Zhutang Zheng Gu
6, bamboo, Linchi, like jade. Quiet and quiet, and smoky green. It is better to rob the festival than to change it. There are many kinds of Qu Wei, but the Wangs haven't seen enough. The fairy stick scares the dragon, and the beauty should cook with the phoenix. Only sadness blows as a farewell voice, looking back at the speed of driving and dancing. -"Bamboo" Tang Wei style
7. Jerry's ancestors went to shine on you, and Cai Yong was remembered for its green and tall branches. After listening to the stormy night in Nanyuan for a long time, I am afraid that the scales will become dragons. -"Long Bamboo Slips" Tang Chendao
8. Bamboo shoots only have yellow horns, and fern buds begin to grow children's fists. Try to find wild vegetables to cook fragrant rice, which is February day in Jiangnan. -"Zhu Yong" Huang Songting Jian
9. Huaxuan mourned for the next year, and Mianzhu was thin out of the county. There is no such thing in front of the river house, but fortunately the green waves are rippling. -"Looking for Mianzhu from Xu Wei" Tang Du Fu
10, Daoyuan Bamboo Teaching Wash. Play the piano and think about wine. I don't want to be strong. Catch big fish with a long pole. -"Washing Bamboo" Don Wang Zhenbai
2. The more poems about plum blossom, bamboo and pine tree, the better.
About plum blossom poems:
1, bloom, she laughed in the bushes. Don't be Yongmei Mao Zedong (Modern)
When Shan Ye is in full bloom, plum blossoms are laughing among the flowers.
2, outside the bridge, lonely and open. Lu You (Song Dynasty) did not make Yongmei.
There is a broken bridge outside the post station, and the plum blossoms bloom alone, and no one asks.
3. There are some plums in the corner, and Ling cold opens them alone. Plum Blossoms by Wang Anshi (Song Dynasty)
There are some plum blossoms in the corner, blooming alone in the cold.
4. The trees at the head of Xiyan Lake in my home are blossoming with light ink marks. Mo Wang Mei Noodles (Yuan Dynasty)
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.
5. The snow in Mei Xu Xun is three-thirds white, but it has lost the fragrance of plums. Xue Mei No.1 Lu Meipo (Song Dynasty)
In all fairness, plum blossoms make snowflakes crystal white, but snowflakes are less fragrant than plum blossoms.
Poems about bamboo
1, town thrush is really interesting. I have had a good sleep with bamboo all my life. (Qing Chen) "Chihe Red Leaf Bamboo is New and Faint"
It's really comfortable to draw eyes and eyebrows all day, and it's easy to sleep with bamboo in your arms all your life.
2, the smoke is floating, the dream is graceful, and the bamboo shoots have grown frost. (Qing Chen) "Autumn Bamboo Long Sentences Send Small Bamboo Birthday"
Smoke curled up from the kitchen, like a graceful figure of a woman, and bamboo shoots were covered with frost.
3, the leaves are green, the children are red, and the rest are accompanied by Xiao Zhai. Li Hong (Qing Dynasty)' s Yongpen Zhongtian Bamboo
Bamboo leaves are green and gather at the edge of the cave.
There are thousands of bamboos on the mainland, and this gentleman is nothing more than that. Wan Zhu is the great-grandson of Zhuzhou, and Xin En, the head of Wan Zhu, abandoned Confucianism and entered the Ming Dynasty. Yang (Song Dynasty)
A lot of bamboo is planted on the mainland, but you don't get much.
5. Whoever leans in cold weather is the tears of Hunan and Hubei .. Yang (Song Dynasty)
Who leans on it when it's freezing? I'm afraid it's not the tears shed by a princess.
Songshu poetry
1, pine trees rot at the end of the Millennium, and hibiscus flowers will be proud one day. Five poems by Bai Juyi (Tang Dynasty) and Yan Fang (fifth son)
Pine trees have lived for 1000 years, and eventually they will die, while hibiscus trees will only bloom for one day.
2. The crane nest is full of pine trees, and people come to visit. Living in the mountains is a thing by Wang Wei (Tang Dynasty)
Crane perches on the surrounding pine trees, and tourists in Chai Men are left out in the cold.
3, grow pine trees around the house for no reason, engage in wind and rain. Yu Ji (Song) sitting alone in the courtyard
The pine trees around the house are already tall and dense, so I mistook the wind for the rain in my hometown of Jiang Tao.
4, occasionally come under the pine tree, high pillow stone sleep. Answering a man's seclusion (Tang Dynasty)
I occasionally come under the pine tree and sleep with a stone on my pillow.
5. Pine trees on the green hills are even more common in Wan Li. Song of Song in Xinqin County by Wang Wei (Tang Dynasty)
The pine trees on the mountain, which have not been seen for several miles, meet again now.
3. Who knows the poems about pine, chrysanthemum and bamboo?
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Dense leaves covered the sky. Feng Ling Golden Weaving Festival.
See the true heart after a negative snow. In Song (Tang), Liqiao was gloomy, with high rock surface and dense streams.
A crane perches on a gentleman's tree, and the wind blows a doctor's branch. A hundred feet of yin will cover a thousand years.
Never change at a cold age, but I'm glad you know that. Chrysanthemum (Tang Dynasty) Yuan Zhen's autumn bushes are like Taoist priests, and the more they surround, the more inclined they are.
It's not that chrysanthemums are favored among flowers, but that this flower is even more flowerless. Chrysanthemum (Tang) Li Shangyin is dark purple, melting and smelting yellow.
They have the color of Tao Yuanming's Hedgerow and the fragrance of Lohan House. Chrysanthemum is not afraid of wet dew, but afraid of the arrival of the sunset.
I am willing to stay by the water and drink the parrot cup, hoping to come to the feast of the rich. Zhu (Tang Dynasty) Li Zunchu Jiang Yan, Chan Juan and Shu Qi.
White flowers shake the phoenix shadow, and green festivals move the dragon text. Leaves sweep the southeast sky, branches carry the northwest clouds.
Who knows Xiang Shui, crying alone and thinking of you. The bamboo (Song) Zhang Yong shutter is thin and cloudy, and the pillow rhyme is suspicious of the sound of cold rain.
I don't know how to thank peaches and plums in the Spring Festival Evening.
4. Poems about pine, willow, plum, grass and bamboo
Song Song Xiao Tang Du Xunhe grew up in the grass, but now he gradually realized Artemisia.
Those trees that don't recognize that they can soar into the sky, until it enters the sky, people say it is tall. Song, Tang, and Han dynasties leaned on the empty high threshold, cold and dust-free, and the idle dreams of the past were about to leave.
After first frost, you should see emerald green, and the cold sound in the middle of the month tends to smell. The crying ape wants to bring the rain from Cangshan Mountain to He Ying and Zifuyun.
Don't compete with Dongyuan for peaches and plums. Spring still doesn't suit you. My passion for Tang and my secular power to Huang Fusong made me look forward to this kind of life.
It doesn't matter whether it is high or low, if it is heaven and earth. My family is moral and my will is civilized.
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Showing the light, * * * This legacy is fragrant. Nanxuan In Song and Tang Dynasties, Li Bai Nanxuan had solitary pines, and Ke Ye was self-sufficient.
The breeze has been shaking its branches, and it has been so pleasant and pleasant all day. The shadows of trees are covered with green moss, and the autumn clouds are dyed green.
When can the branches and leaves grow to the sky outside and go straight to thousands of feet to be upright? What's under Song Ting Bai Juyi Hall? Ten pine trees are my grade.
Wireless in chaos, competition is not unified. The tall one is three feet long and the low one is ten feet low.
Like wild animals, I don't know who planted them. Behind it is the blue tile house, which bears the white sand terrace.
There is wind and moon in the morning, and there is no dust and mud. He Biyu, Liu Tang, is dressed as a tree with a tapestry of moss.
I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors. Bai Juyi, a tree in Qingmen Liutang, was heartbroken and once fell into the hatred of several people.
Send more farewells near the Doumen, and fold the strip in half to reduce the spring breeze. At the beginning of the strange cloud in Chang' an Guangjiu, the yellow willow has been new.
The sky is different from the garden, and spring comes first. The color is light and slightly dew, and the silk is light but not dusty.
I want to break one and go back to this morning. Linchuan sees the new willow and Tang Cui, but he doesn't see the river head for three or four days, and Liu Laojin is at the bridge.
The south bank of the bank crosses the north, and it is filled with rain and smoke. The place where my hometown leads my dreams is twice as prosperous and declining as other countries.
The grass in Tingzhou is all the same color, and everyone knows how to kill it. The topic of Liu Tang is all over the world, where is the shadow dance?
Emerald color can't be folded, leave more feelings. Caged on the shore after the rain, smoke on the Suihe River.
It has its own good name, followed by Qin Song. Du Mu of Tang Dynasty in Liu Xin, the wind can't move, and his waist looks like envy.
The shade didn't cover the long dike water, and the golden spike greeted Yuan Chun first. A few sad roads, a branch, the rain sees the dust.
More is the departure outside the east gate, fearing to kill the opposite person. Liu Jue said that several trees of Du Mu in Tang Dynasty have newly opened green shadows, and they are full of amorous feelings, so they are fascinated by spring.
Fan Chuan, the old country hates her, half built the village bridge and half blew the stream. Mei Hongmei Su Dongpo believes in Hongmei every year, and the river is hanging.
Take care of your feelings and send spring directly to your roots. At the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, plum trees were tall and reflected Chu Tianbi.
The north wind is floating in Ye Xiang, and the frost is white. I want to fold it and send it thousands of miles away, but there is no way to answer the question.
Seeing that the cold winter is about to wither, what can be used to comfort the thoughts of distant friends? Newly planted plums Bai Juyi Seven newly planted plums are planted by the pool, and I want to see them when I am in bloom.
Don't be afraid of being jealous of peaches and plums in Changzhou. This year will be a good year for you. Mo Mei, a painter in Zhao Bingwen, doesn't make powder and fat noodles, but she is afraid that others will think I am straight.
We didn't know each other when we met. Xia Fu never cut a jade man. The double plum trees outside the eaves of Xuexuan fell plum blossoms, and the wind was strong in front of the courtyard last night.
I don't know where to whistle, and I hit it. Grass has been endowed with ancient grass to bid farewell to Tang Baijuyi's endless grass on the plain, which comes and goes with every season. Wildfire never completely consumes them. They are sweet again in the spring wind. They are on the old highway and reach the crumbling gate. Oh, my friend's prince, you left again, and I heard them sigh behind you. In the early spring, there were two songs by Zhang Shiba of the Ministry of Water Affairs (I). The rain in Hanyutian Street is very crisp. From a distance, the grass is close, but there is nothing. The most important thing is the benefits of spring, which is better than the willow trees in Qiantang Lake, the imperial capital, and the spring outing to Jiating West in the north of Gushan Temple in Baijuyi. Low water level and low cloud feet. Several early warblers compete for warm trees, and their new swallows peck at the soil in spring. Flowers are more and more attractive, and shallow grass can be without horseshoes. I love the lack of eastward travel of the lake and the white sand embankment under the shadow of Populus davidiana. The Wei Dynasty in Chuzhou flows to the west, only pitying the secluded grass, and the orioles sing in the deep trees. Spring tide brings late rain, and no boat crosses the field. Bamboo, Bamboo, Stone, and Qing Zheng Xie insisted on the green hills, and the roots were there.
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. Su Dongpo would rather eat without meat than live without bamboo; No meat makes people thin, no bamboo makes people vulgar.
Lizhong in the early Tang Dynasty accidentally moved from the mountain temple to build by laying bricks or stones. The fine wind rises all day long, and birds sometimes come.
Screen the moon to draw poems, cage cigarettes with wine glasses. The south window sleeps lightly, and the wind and rain sprinkle lightly.
5. Song Zhu Mei Shi
The beloved hand moved, and only the plum blossom was accompanied by loneliness. Su Shi is on Xincheng Road (Song Dynasty)
May: I'm very surprised at the late arrival of plum blossoms. I'm trying to take a peek in the snow. Xiao's Brief Introduction to Plum Blossoms in Snow (Tang)
Who knows a cold friend? Bai Juyi (Tang) in Two Poems of Planting Pines
Bamboo. Zhu Yong Xie Tiao (Qi)
Our single lamp shines through the cold and humidity: a clump of bamboo in front of the window, and a stream willow shakes the sand and clear water. Si Kongshu (Tang Dynasty), the parting of Yun Ting and Han Shen.
The wind in the bamboo window is oblique, and there is no limit to sitting alone. Bamboo wind Tang (Tang)
Wild peaches and smiling bamboo fences are short-lived, green and unique, on the bamboo forest covered with rain pine: the pine trees on the mountain will not wither in the dead of winter. (Jin) On Quasi-recorded Middle School Song Poetry
No one knows where to go. I'm worried about two or three loose. Li Bai (Tang) visited a Taoist priest in the mountain.
A pine tree that has become greener because of rain, a stream that originated from the mountain source. Liu Changqing (Tang) was a Taoist priest in Nanxi.
Komatsu is not enough, and the cold branches are fine in autumn frost. Meide tribute
A bottle of cold water counts several branches of spring, and when the fragrance does not decrease. Plum Bottle by Zhang Daoqi (Song Dynasty)
Li Meng Qing Jiang zui mo Xiang
6. Ancient poems describing plum blossoms, bamboo and pine trees
Here are some, please choose! Lotus can be picked in Jiangnan of Han Yuefu.
What is the lotus leaf? Fish are playing among the lotus leaves. Fish hits the lotus leaf east, fish hits the lotus leaf west, fish hits the lotus leaf south, and fish hits the lotus leaf north.
Yang Wanli's "Little Pond" spring water is silent and precious, and the shade of trees shines on the water and loves sunny and soft. The delicate lotus flower bud shows a sharp corner from the water, and a naughty little dragonfly stands on its head.
After all, the scenery of the West Lake in mid-June is different from that at four o'clock. Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun.
Bai Juyi's "Recalling Jiangnan" Jiangnan is good, and the scenery has been familiar. When spring comes, the sun rises from the river, the flowers on the river are brighter than red, and the green river is greener than the blue grass.
How can we make people not miss Jiangnan? Ye Shaoweng's "Returning to the Garden is Worthless" should pity the dog's teeth and seal the moss, and detain Chai Fei for a long time. But this spring spring, after all, can't be caged. Look, there is a pink apricot sticking out of the wall.
Du Fu's "Looking for Flowers Alone by the Riverside" is in front of the Yellowstone Pagoda, and the spring is lazy and sleepy. Peach blossoms have no owner, and lovely deep red loves light red.
Farewell, Fude Guyuan grass, rambling grass, comes and goes with the four seasons. Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it.
Weeds and wild flowers are all over the ancient road, and the end of the grass in the sun is your journey. I once again sent my bosom friend, and the thick grass represented my deep affection.
Peach Blossoms in Dalin Temple Author: Bai Juyi's life in April is beautiful, and peach blossoms in the mountain temple are in full bloom. I want to find a place where my life is dying, but I don't know that it has been moved here.
Cui Hu's "Titled South Village" Today last year, people's faces set each other off. Today, I came here again. I don't know where the girl went. Only the peach blossoms are still there, smiling in full bloom in the spring breeze.
Wang Mian's "Mo Mei Tu Ming" blows ice with the north wind, and plum blossoms are like the spring sea. Spring fragrance is scattered, and the vegetation is nameless and glorious.
The moonlight in Changlin Valley is new, and the south branch and the north branch are clean and dust-free. Who is Guangping thinking? It's just stone and stone.
At the end of the year, Yanshan was misty, and no one came to Juyong Gubei. White grass, yellow sand, sheep and horses fireworks around Qionglou Yutang.
Peach and plum compete for fragrance, and only Lao Mei is self-centered. Zhen Zi can dazzle Kethleen with a weathered face.
Turning to the west, separated from the smoke, there is nowhere to go if you want to ask the fairy. Late at night, the wine boat returned to the lake, whistling and dancing two cranes.
"Plum blossom quatrains" Author: Lu You is in the valley, more like a branch of the north. Spend every year at night. Do you know Gao Biao Yi Yunjun? When it is covered with snow and ice.
"Early Plum" Author: Zhang said that there is a white jade belt with cold plum beside Lincun Bridge. I don't know whether it will start in the near future, but it is suspected that it has not been sold by Chun Xue.
A piece of plum Author: Li Qingzhao Hong Lian Xiang Yu Mushroom Autumn, light solution Luo Shang, alone on the green boat. Who sent the brocade book? The word goose returns, and the moon is full of the west building.
Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles. One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure.
There is no way to eliminate this situation. Only under the eyebrows, but in my heart.
Xiaomeishan Garden Author: Lin Bu, all the fragrant stones have fallen, bringing all the amorous feelings of the small garden. "Mottled shadows hang obliquely on the clear shallow water, and their fragrance spreads peacefully in the moonlight dusk."
Cold birds want to fly, first glimpse plum blossoms; Butterflies will be enchanting if they know the beauty of plum blossoms. Fortunately, there are micro-songs to compare, and there is no need for sandalwood golden jars.
Author: The Book of Songs, Boy Pei □. Although bah, can you not know? Walk slowly and make a big circle.
Wan Lan leaves bend, the boy wears off. Although Pei Yong, can you not be my armor? Walk slowly and make a big circle.
Enjoy people playing with bamboo after the rain Author: When it rains in the south of Xue Tao, it is 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 are young and energetic.
Author: Xin Qiji xiuzhu Cuiluo cold, it was late. No one is alone in the secluded path, and there are countless complaints.
Only * * * plum blossom language, lazy to be so weak. You don't want to find incense when you are looking for spring, and there is nowhere to find incense.
Cilao Bamboo Author: Li Baiye bamboo keeps stones, and smoke reflects Dao Jiang. The emerald color is deep, and the virtual vocal cords are cold early.
Long Ge has never heard of it, so you should play it well. Don't be like a willow tree, be yourself.
Ge Pulian Author: Bai Juyi Puge loves red lotus, but I saw it yesterday. At night, the wind blew down and had to be mined.
Although Bloom has a deadline for next year, overcoming it is only temporary. Yang Liuzhi Author: Bai Juyi has a thousand branches, which is tender than gold and softer than silk.
In the barren garden in the south corner of Yongfeng, no one belongs to anyone all day. Chrysanthemum Author: Yuan Zhen's autumn cluster house is like a Taoist priest, and the walls around it are more and more inclined. It's not that chrysanthemums are favored among flowers, but that this flower is even more flowerless.
Three poems of Huangshan pine-Xu Su stood on a dangerous peak for a hundred generations, holding his chest up and holding his head high. Accustomed to fighting storms, often in lightning.
Wearing snow and frost will not change, and it is easy to smoke. Clean and high style, stand out from the crowd.
Huangshan pine-Xiao Junfei stirred the clouds to cover the sun, and his mind was detached. Strange to say, the dragon is gone, and it has become a mountain pine.
Huangshansong Juanjuan Yuping welcomes guests with light and comfortable sleeves. Welcome the spring to send autumn, and meet guests and friends every year.
1. heavy snow presses the pine and cypress, and the pine and cypress are tall and straight. -"Song Qing" modern edition. Rola Chen II. There are solitary pines in Nanxuan, and Ke Ye is self-exhibited.
-"Southern Xuan Song" Tang Libai 3. The shade is clear and forbidden, and Man Chun pine is green. -"Spring Pine in the Forbidden City" Don Lu Zhi 4. It is hard for ordinary people to say that life can be passed down to three generations.
-"Song" An Shi 5. There is a pine tree 100 feet big, which was born at the bottom of the river. -"Building" Tang. Bai Juyi 1) hit the iron and stood proud, but the frost and snow did not move.
The mountains and rivers are barrier-free and the heights remain unchanged. (2) The sleeves are clear, and the arrogant Ling Feng was born on the stone.
The mountains are covered with snow, and Wan Lifeng is smiling and singing in the sky. (3) The winding peaks in Ceng Yun are clearly visible, and its edges and corners are dangerous and rugged.
Strange sounds are surging, the world is cold and the situation is changing.