Tang Wei style
Bamboo, beside the pool, 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.
Excerpted from issue 2 1-30, ancient and modern, at home and abroad.
Looking for Mianzhu from Xu Wei
Don du fu
Huaxuan love, Mianzhu graceful and restrained, high county.
There is no such thing in front of the river house, but fortunately the green waves are rippling.
Jitijiang Cao Wei Soup
Don du fu
I am a natural person, and I want to escape from nature.
If you are addicted to alcohol and love the wind and bamboo, you will have nymphs.
Hengyang road is the second best
Fan Song Chengda
When the hedge is broken, the pig blooms.
Empty mangosteen roof and swallows.
Send a few miles to the river and give them to Yang Shangqing.
Fan Song Chengda
When you are satisfied, you say you are sad. There is nothing to say but tears.
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.
Travel far, the eldest son, the son will not be in the forest.
Tang Cheng
Don du fu
Tang Guo's back turned into the shadow of white grass, and Green River Road became familiar with the green suburbs.
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.
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.
Poems about eating bamboo shoots
Tang Bai Juyi
Here is the hometown of bamboo, with bamboo shoots all over the valley;
Fu Shan folded up the rest and took it to the morning market.
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.
Excerpt from Strange Tales from a Lonely Studio
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
If you don't lose your black veil, your sleeves will get cold;
Write a thin bamboo and make it into a fishing rod on the autumn river.
bright red
Beam gauge
Ask the bamboo stick frequently and taste it first;
He is kind to others and is busy when he is free.
Excerpt from Health News 1989.7. 1
Zhu Yong
Huang Songting Jian
Bamboo shoots have small yellow horns, and fern buds have children's fists.
Try to find wild vegetables to cook fragrant rice, which is February day in Jiangnan.
Tang Dynasty (official from 847 to 859). Song Bo.
Nanping, Fujian or Boyang, Jiangxi.
Purple bamboo in the temple
I like to visit Jiaojing Temple. See also Yanzhou Bamboo.
It's foggy The speed of Feng Xiao's independence.
One of the eleven bamboo songs
I can't get tired of seeing the green jade gentleman in Dongxi, and the Twin Peaks in the Temple of Heaven have time.
A mountain peak appeared like a fairy. The green section leans against the crimson cloud.
The second of eleven bamboo songs
Ten thousand branches learn xiaoxiang from the morning dew. The lonely pavilion is cool with white stones.
Who says it won't rain in Lapras? Spring thunder whips into the ground.
The third of eleven bamboo songs
Roaring into a new place a mile away. A million rods are locked like an urn.
Scared that the jade was nowhere to be found. Lean on the cloud root and carve the name.
The fourth of eleven bamboo songs
Anzu qinglan broom. More memories of Cai Yong in green.
Listen to the stormy night in Nanyuan. Fear of scales as dragons.
The fifth of eleven bamboo songs
Melt jade, smoke and catch stone. I took off Xia's clothes again and again.
Shan Tong is a muddy horse. Ride over the spring and fly with your hands.
The sixth of eleven bamboo songs
Must be carved in Shilongwu. A few drunken villages in Yang Shan.
Guard 10 thousand stems and sweep all the customs. Don't teach every bird to make trouble with Yunmen.
Seven of the eleven bamboo songs
A bunch of mica flowers. I think it's at Yi Shi's house.
Who knows that 90% of men and women are laws. Ziqiaodan well is in a deep cliff.
Eight of the eleven bamboo songs
Yanyan smelled like purple rice when she was young. Nishino is ashamed to cross the East Wall.
Don't bend into bamboo shoots. Phoenix in captivity in Gao Jie.
Nine of the eleven bamboo songs
A section is called Autumn in Wan Li. A few knots hang down the sea and worry about six aojiang.
It is necessary to plant before the waterfall peak. Yunlilan did a job.
Ten of the eleven bamboo songs
Where there are mountains and valleys, the words are fresh. Quietly looking for the spring spectrum to recognize Chan Juan.
I'll be a little green. The picture shows the turtle fish.
Eleven bamboo songs
Xuanpu Qianchun closed the jade bush. Lan Qing, the ancestor of Zhanyang.
Don't worry about Dao Jiang. Today, Nanzhi is in the national wind.
Wang Anshi Song (102 1- 1086). Character festival, Mid-levels,
Linchuan, Jiangxi.
The second of two rhymes by Zhang Ziye and Chikulingi.
Jingxian county is south, with deep shadows, and two cows sing better than Zen forest.
The wind and spring break the jade, and the bamboo moon edge breaks the gold.
Julie
Bamboo roots lean on stones, and bamboo stems are sparse.
No one arrived at the end of the day, and the spring breeze swept the door.
Geng Tian presented one of the four songs with a bamboo crown.
Bamboo root beads are better than bamboo skin crowns, and short hair is needed first.
Let the bamboo forest have a * * * landscape, don't hold a square towel to keep out the cold.
Geng Tian presented four and two songs with bamboo crowns.
Without 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 third songs with bamboo crowns.
Yu Runming believes in a good crown, but he gouges out fresh lines by mistake.
Don't forget that you always add the first place, so that Huanmeng can't be cold.
Geng Tian presented four songs with a bamboo crown.
The crown is made of new sandalwood, and the fog has not dried for a long time.
I really call myself a forest, and I don't need mink to be warm and cold.
Bamboo window
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.
This pavilion in Huazang Academy is dedicated to singing bamboo.
All the way, four poets are cool and lingering.
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.
Ciyun Zhang Ziye Bamboo Temple
Scenery touches jade in spring, and broken gold hangs on the edge of bamboo and moon.
Tao Yuanming. Eastern Jin Dynasty (365-427). Diving, lyna.
Jiujiang, Jiangxi.
Peach Blossom Garden Poetry
Mutual fate and farm. When the sun enters, it rests.
Mulberry and bamboo are hanging in the shade. Dinner is ready for art.
Gui Yuan Tian Ju's Four of Five Songs
Wandering between hills and ridges. Yiyi lives in the past.
There is something left in the well to bake. Mulberry and bamboo stumps.
Tian She's Two Poems of Gui Mao's Nostalgia
Cold bamboo is deserted. The land is far from the people.
It's based on a stick. You're not coming back.
Gui yuan Tian ju
There is something left in the stove in the well. Xiuzhu took Ping Jin.
Tang (a scholar in 1985). There is a way.
People from Yongfeng, Jiangxi.
Washing bamboo
A brief discussion on taoism and bamboo religion. Play the piano and think about wine.
I don't want to be strong. Catch big fish with a long pole.
Cut the crown of the brocade basket to increase the escape. Jade bud pruning is called clearing deficiency.
Sometimes I remember three days. Write a book from the post.
Sun Xian Tang Wenshan. People from Ganzhou, Jiangxi.
Send a bell to add bamboo outside.
Everything is handsome. Cultivate a group of unique people.
Sadako once braved the heavy snow. High abstinence and lingyun.
Fine rhyme wind has just begun to appear. The smoke smoldered day by day.
Say goodbye because of the topic. You can't live without a gentleman for a while.
Music history. Song dynasty (930- 1007). Zizheng.
Fuzhou Yihuang (now Jiangxi) people.
Cizhu
What is the spirit of Shu? It was named Zhu Ci.
A cluster is several steps wide and dozens of stems are dense.
Long stems are short stems, and the branches and leaves are not prominent.
I gained weight last year and gained weight again this year.
High and low depend on each other, and mud and sand flow down.
A dutiful son follows his father's footsteps.
I heard that people in the Tang Dynasty were often very filial.
Zhang Gongyi lived in Yunzhou, with the same door for nine generations.
When the emperor heard his name, he fell to the supreme.
Song Zhuxi (1 130- 1200). Hui Yuan.
Jiangxi Wuyuan people.
Hsinchu
Spring thunder and cloudy stones, grass everywhere.
I planted Phyllostachys pubescens, which has sprouted.
Sitting in the secluded forest and enjoying it, there is no sense of vulgarity.