1. Bamboo is normal.
Although bamboo is hollow, it has a tough character. In the face of the storm, it just bends without breaking. No matter what season, it has an optimistic attitude. So the seasons are evergreen. It is an empiricist and will make a summary every time it grows. He is also a perfectionist. Every time Bloom is at the end of his life. Choose to leave at the most beautiful time, just to leave a good memory. It was born strong and died romantic.
2.？ The season of bamboo flowering: water condensation
In the season when bamboo blooms, the wind travels across the sea on the grass. Looking for the moon and legends, eternal glory and vows. Night lights and faith. Wet Dawn is the direction of writing poems for you. The winding mountain road is full of flowers. Coming from behind the silent mountain. Sunlight looks for fragrance in your hair. A man like a mountain.
Carrying the pure weight and heavy sweetness of bluestone, I am ashamed of the dew under my feet. The thin fog haunts the slim figure of bamboo and the cool mountain spring, which is where we draw water, high and low birds. Gently twist a few bamboo leaves down the river. Self-exiled poets, as well as the lyre of poetry, look for love for thousands of years by the lit bonfire. The night is clear as water, and the mood is like night. The eternal moon sings poetry.
3.？ There is a farewell party for the belief in bamboo.
When I was a teenager, I said to the land, I will break through the ground and destroy your oppression. Some people ridiculed me, I am a bold fanatic with a thick mouth. Can you show off in the world? In the storm and thunder, with my love for mountains, my roots are deeply rooted in the soil between mountains. Some people flatter me, saying that I insist that Qingshan will not relax and that I am upright! In the face of them, I beg for a thousand times and I will get a thousand times of ridicule and flattery.
4.？ Zhu Zhang's spirit
A cliff, a bamboo forest, stands in the gap of the cliff! The tall and straight body in the hot sun tells us: its firm will. Sharp bamboo shoots show their small heads and grow in moist rain. After countless storms, they finally stood on the cliff and showed us their spirit.
5. "Chun Zhu" Shan Ye idlers
I am a bamboo, a small bamboo. When the spring rain penetrated the earth, I sprouted and grew from the ground. At that time, I yearned for the chic blue sky and white clouds and the beautiful scenery of mountains and rivers. I am a bamboo, a small bamboo. When I soar in the sky, my honest courage brings vitality to the earth.
With vigorous steps, I am connected with everything. I am a bamboo, a small bamboo. In the storm, under the arrogance of the frost sword and snow knife, I am still green and upright, and I have devoted my life to greening the environment for mankind. I am a bamboo, a small bamboo, plain and obscure.