1. Poems about weapons
Guo Xiangzheng’s family drunkenly painted bamboos and stone walls, and Guo wrote poems to express his thanks and left behind two ancient bronze swords
When the jejunum is drunk with wine, the horns of the awns emerge; The liver, lungs and teeth produce bamboo and stone. Senran wanted to do something but couldn't turn back, and vomited towards the snow-colored wall of Jun's house. Even if he writes good poems throughout his life, he is still good at painting, and he is always scolded for his books hanging on the wall. If you are not angry or scolding, you will be happy. Who in the world can be like a king? A pair of bronze swords are illuminated by the autumn water, and two new poems compete for their swords. The sword is on the bedside and the poem is in hand, I don't know who is making the roar of the dragon.
Du Fu's "I came out of Qutang Gorge in the third year of Dali and lived in Kui Mansion for a long time, and I will be in Jiangling": "The courtiers also served in military uniforms. The king followed Zhanlu...
"Xiang Kui's poem on Huqiu Mountain" ": "At that time, King Wu's sword was sharp and cracked the rock. "
Wang Bo's "Preface to Prince Teng's Pavilion": "Purple lightning and green frost, the amber storehouse of General Wang. "
Tang Dynasty Yang Jiong's poem "Yang Yingchuan Collection. Send Liu Xiaoshu to Join the Army" poem: "Red earth meteor sword, bird's horn and bright moon bow. "
Liu Yuxi's "Wuling Fire Viewing": "The dragon sword is walking in the Jin library, and the swallow chicks are swinging in the Wu room. "
Liu Zongyuan's poem "Wen Ge" says: "The green curtains are rolled out of Qingcheng, the dragon sword is broken and the moon shines brightly. ” 2. Poems about bamboo
Countless spring bamboo shoots are growing in the forest, and the firewood gate is densely shielded from passers-by.
When meeting, you must go to see bamboo, and you will never come out to greet the guests. < /p>
- "Wing Chun Bamboo Shoots" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty
The green bamboos are half covered with bamboo shoots, and the new shoots have just emerged from the wall.
The rain has washed the flowers clean, and the wind has blown them softly. Fragrant.
——"Ode to Bamboo" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty
It is better to eat without meat than to live without bamboo
Without meat, one will lose weight. Bamboo makes people vulgar.
People who are thin can still gain weight, but people who are vulgar cannot be cured. ——Su Shi, Song Dynasty, "Yu Qian Monk Luyunxuan"
A thousand poles of good bamboo are green, and a spoonful of water from the new spring
——Lu You of the Song Dynasty
The strength of bamboo lacks Xiangtong, and even if it is skillful, it is difficult for the painter to work.
Look closely at the west wind last night, if the Langgan is not facing east now
- "Wind Bamboo" by Xu Wei of the Ming Dynasty
The leaves are thin and the nodes are sparse;
The snow cannot crush it, nor the wind can break it
——Zheng Banqiao's "Ink Bamboo Picture"
After the rain, the dragon's sun grows, and before the wind, the phoenix's tail shakes. ;
The heart is weak and the roots are solid, pointing to the sun and setting the sky. ——Dai Xi, Qing Dynasty, "Inscriptions on Bamboo"
When the moon rises in the deep mountains. , the beauty of the lush green bamboos
It is difficult to break away from the clear sky, but the cold green can be cured by the common customs
——"Bamboo Moon in the Waishan" by Wang Mulan of the Qing Dynasty 3. About. Ancient poems about bamboo
The roots of bamboo are still rooted in the broken rocks
They are still strong despite the east, west, north and south winds. Qing Dynasty Zheng Xie
The new bamboo branches are higher than the old bamboo branches, all because of the support of the old branches.
There will be new ones next year, and the ten-foot-long dragon grandson will surround the Fengchi. 》Zheng Xie of the Qing Dynasty
The bamboo shadows and poems are thin, and the plum blossoms are fragrant in the dream.
Poor moon tonight, unwilling to go down to the west wing. --"Quetrains" Yuan Dynasty Wang Tingyun
The thorns are inserted into the fence to protect it, and the ripples are reflected in the cold green.
The cool breeze sweeps over the ground and autumn comes first, and I don’t know when the red sun is walking in the sky. There is a rustling sound, and I see the leaves for the first time.
I want to come here frequently in my spare time, and I still follow my pillow everywhere. -- "East Lake Hsinchu" Song Dynasty Lu You 4. An ancient poem describing bamboo. Encyclopedia
Bamboo and Stone (Qing Dynasty. Zheng Xie)
Firmly adhere to the green mountains and never relax, the roots are still in the broken rocks
No matter how hard it is, it still remains strong. The wind blows from east to west, from north to south.
Bamboo (Su Dongpo, Song Dynasty)
It is better to eat without meat than to live without bamboo;
Without meat, one will be thin, but without bamboo. It's vulgar.
Yong Bamboo (Fu Pangru)
The ground is broken and the clouds are rising higher and higher, and the cold drives away the three nines to lead the coquettish style.
Don’t shed the sentimental tears of mottled bamboo, but be willing to turn the spring mountains into snow waves.
Ode to Bamboo (Seven Rhythms)
The cottage is next to the small bridge and the flowing water, and it is comfortable to settle down in peace. The wind destroys the body and the crooked roots are still upright, and the snow weighs on the waist and the branches become stronger.
A person with a prestigious reputation always observes integrity, but his mind is full of empty valleys and dark smoke. There is no fear of frost, summer or heat, and the weather is beautiful all year round in spring, summer, autumn and winter.
Bamboo
Li Jianxun of the Tang Dynasty
On the Qiong Festival, the wind blows on the branches, and the wind blows and I forget to return home.
The most pitiful thing is that under the setting sun, the shadows of flowers and the clothes of the guests are full.
Garden Bamboo
Li Zhong of Tang Dynasty
Occasionally moved from the mountain monastery to the side of the building.
The good wind blows all day long, and the ghostly birds sometimes come.
The sifting moon leads to poetry, and the smoke in the cage accompanies the wine glass.
I woke up from my sleep at the south window and heard the rustle of wind and rain.
Bamboo
Zhenggu of Tang Dynasty
It is suitable for smoke, rain and wind. It blows the water and hides the pine trees.
Moved Xiao Sao from the distant temple, washed up and invaded the front peak.
The moss that invades the steps breaks off the spring buds, and the sedge around the path is slightly summery and the sun is strong.
The rogue apricot flower has many emotions, and several branches are clad in green, so they are compatible.
Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty
The green bamboo is half in its casing, and the new shoots are just emerging from the wall.
The color invades the book late at night, and is hidden in the coolness of the wine.
The rain washes the flowers clean, and the wind blows the fragrance.
But if there is no cutting, the clouds will grow.
Bamboo and Stone
Zheng Banqiao of the Qing Dynasty
Do not let go of the green mountains, the roots are still in the broken rocks;
Still strong after thousands of hardships Jin, let the wind blow from east to west, north and south.
Fence Bamboo
(Qing Dynasty) Zheng Banqiao
There is such a green shade, why bother to protect the bamboo and Jing Qi?
Still using bamboo as a barrier, asking for help from others is not as good as asking for yourself.
Bamboo
(Qing Dynasty) Zheng Banqiao
Everyone in the world loves to plant flowers, but I only plant bamboo.
The courtyard is covered with frost and snow, and sprinkled with flowers Then the new green shines.
It snowed all night in the secluded sky, and the sparse shadows lost their green color.
Don’t let the wind blow them away, and the exquisite empty jade will be broken into pieces. 5. Ancient poems about bamboo
1. Han Dynasty: Anonymous "Bamboo grows solitary slowly"
Excerpt from the original text:
Bamboo grows solitary slowly and takes root in Mount Tai. .
I am newly married to you, and the dodder silk is attached to my daughter Luo.
When Dodder is born, it will be a good time for couples.
Getting married thousands of miles away, across the mountains.
Definition:
I am like the lonely wild bamboo in the wilderness, hoping to find a companion to rely on in the big valley. When you and I were on a blind date and got married, you were far away in a foreign country, just like a rabbit attached to a girl, and I was still lonely and helpless. Rabbit silk may prosper or wither, and couples should also have a time to stay together. I came thousands of miles away from my hometown to marry you, but you left me and went to a foreign land just when we were newly married and in love.
2. Song Dynasty: Su Shi's "Partridge Sky: Lin Duan Mountain, Bright Bamboo Hidden Wall"
Excerpt from the original text:
Lin Duan Mountain, Bright Bamboo Hidden Wall. A small pond filled with cicadas and decaying grass. I can see birds from time to time when I turn over the blank page, and the red sprouts in the water are fragrant and fragrant.
Outside the village, next to the ancient city. The stick quinoa slowly turns to the setting sun. It rained at three o'clock last night, and it was cool all day long.
Definition:
At the end of the lush woods in the distance, there are towering mountains. Near the house surrounded by bamboo forest, there is a small pond covered with decaying grass, and the cicadas are chirping. White birds fly in the sky from time to time, and the red lotus flowers in the pond emit a delicate fragrance. In the wilderness of the countryside, near the ancient city wall, I wandered slowly with a quinoa staff in hand, and it was already sunset in a blink of an eye. Last night, God diligently dropped a light rain, and today it can make the wandering people enjoy a day of refreshment and coolness.
3. Qing Dynasty: Zheng Xie's "Hsinchu"
Excerpt from the original text:
Hsinchu is higher than the old bamboo branches, all thanks to the support of old stems.
Next year there will be another new born, the ten-foot-long dragon grandson will come around Fengchi.
Definition:
Newly grown bamboos are taller than old bamboos, and their growth is entirely supported by the old branches. There will be new growth next year and it will grow taller.
4. Tang Dynasty: Li He's "Bamboo"
Excerpt from the original text:
Entering the water, the light moves, and the green shadows appear in spring.
The dew shoots grow on the path, and the moss color brushes the frost roots.
Weaving can bear fragrance and sweat, and cutting can be used to catch brocade scales.
Three beams were used, and one section was dedicated to the king and his grandson.
Definition:
The hollow bamboo in the spring light reflects the green shadow on the sparkling water: gently swaying, gently turbulent... Dewdrops are growing on the bamboo shoots The forest paths are shining brightly, and the green moss is gently wiping the white frost on the bamboo roots. Bamboo can be woven into bamboo mats for beautiful girls to cool off; it can also be cut into fishing rods to catch several baskets of big fish. I heard that the lining of the three-beam hat is made of bamboo, so I cut off a piece of bamboo and prepared it for the king and grandson to wear!
5. Tang Dynasty: Li Yi's "Bamboo Window Sending Seedlings in the Wind"
Excerpt from the original text:
The breeze frightens me and I sit down at dusk, pondering by the window. Leisurely.
Opening the door and moving the bamboo again, it is suspected that an old friend is coming.
Sometimes dew drips on the branches and touches the moss below the steps.
How can one enter the guise just to brush the green harp?
Definition:
Sitting alone in the evening, I was startled by the sound of the breeze. I meditated by the window and my thoughts drifted far away.
The breeze blew open the courtyard door and stirred the bamboo bushes, making people suspect that old friends had arrived.
The dewdrops on the branches and leaves dropped from time to time due to the wind, gradually moistening the dark moss under the steps.
When will the wind open the curtains and enter the house, and wipe away the dust that has accumulated on the green piano for me?
6. Poems about bamboo
Poems about bamboo:
New bamboo is higher than old bamboo branches, all supported by old trunks. ——Zheng Xie's "Hsinchu"
Sitting alone in the secluded bamboo, playing the piano and whistling loudly. ——Wang Wei's "Zhuli Pavilion"
Bamboo branches, mottled bamboo branches, dotted with tears to express lovesickness. ——Liu Yuxi's "Xiaoxiang God·Mottled Bamboo Branches"
What night has no moon? Where are there no bamboos or cypresses? But there are few idle people like the two of us. ——Su Shi's "Night Tour to Chengtian Temple/Night Tour to Chengtian"
Smoke is seen on the mountainside, and the setting sun is glimpsed in the bamboo. ——Wu Jun's "Miscellaneous Poems in the Mountains"
Cover the firewood door and thank him for the plum and bamboo companions in my cold study. ——Shen Zijin's "Jade Hibiscus·Song of the Rain Window"
Ping Lan was silent for half a day, but the sound of bamboo and the crescent moon were still as good as before. ——Li Yu's "Poppy Poppy·The Wind Returns to the Green Small Courtyard"
The solitary lamp shines in the cold rain, and the wet bamboos are filled with dark smoke. ——Sikong Shu's "Farewell to Han Shen at Yunyang Pavilion" 7. Verses about bamboo
Lu You, Song Dynasty, East Lake Hsinchu Plant thorns and fences to protect them carefully, and cultivate cold green ripples.
Autumn arrives first as the breeze sweeps over the earth, and the red sun travels until noon. I heard the rustling sound for the first time when I untied the bamboo basket, and saw the leaves for the first time when I put it down.
I want to come here frequently when I have free time, and I still follow my pillow mat wherever I go. Lu You of the Song Dynasty wrote two quatrains in Yunxi Guanzhu Opera Book. The air is covered with ice and frost, and there is more than enough strength. I see this series of immortals on the riverside.
The coldness penetrates directly into human muscles and bones, leaving no trace of dust at all. The light of the stream and the sound of bamboo are both suitable, and the bamboos become even more amazing when you walk to the bridge of the stream.
Regardless of how thin the meat is, one can endure ten years of hunger behind closed doors. Li He, Tang Dynasty, New Bamboo Shoots in the North Garden of Changgu? Four Poems: The bamboo shoots fall on the long pole and the jade is cut open. You see that the mother bamboo shoots are dragon wood.
It is easier to pump a thousand feet in one night, but not to mention a few inches of mud in a pond. Cut off the green light to write Chu Ci, and add fragrant spring powder to black and white leaves.
Who can see ruthlessness and hatred? The dew presses the smoke and cries of thousands of branches. There are two or three stems in Jiaquan's stone eyes. At dawn, the yin roots are purple and unfamiliar.
This year, on the spring river, flutes and pipes are playing with new bamboos and green jade. The old shoots of the ancient bamboo stir up the blue clouds, and the majestic mausoleum lies down lamenting its poverty.
The wind whistles across thousands of acres, and a heavy branch of black wood falls into the wine bottle. Inscribed by Zheng Banqiao of the Qing Dynasty, there is a bamboo, an orchid and a stone, with joints, fragrance and bones. The whole hall is full of gentleman's style, and the green color will last forever.
There are orchids, bamboos and stones, there are joints, fragrance and bones, no matter how hard it is against the wind and frost, there will be news of the spring breeze. Painting inscribed by Zheng Banqiao of the Qing Dynasty: I have a hundred thousand rods in my chest, and the ink drips with my flying strokes.
As a phoenix or a dragon, I ascend to the nine heavens and see the fresh green dyed in the clouds. Zheng Banqiao of the Qing Dynasty painted a bamboo branch with a piece of stone. The stone is one foot higher than the bamboo branch.
Although one foot makes him taller, in the coming year I will show my strength. Zheng Banqiao, Qing Dynasty, Bamboo Fence. The green shade is like a wash. Why bother with Jingqi to protect the bamboo? Still using bamboo as a barrier, asking for help from others is not as good as asking for yourself.
Qing Dynasty Zheng Banqiao Bamboo The whole world loves to plant flowers, but I only plant bamboo. The frost and snow are all over the garden, and the new green is shining freely. It's snowing all night in Youhuang, and the sparse shadows have lost their green color. Don't let the wind blow them away, and the exquisite empty jade will break into pieces.
Qing Dynasty Qiu Fengjia inscribed two poems on bamboo. The spirit is so strong that it is unyielding and towering to the sky. I have always been fascinated by the shadows of autumn.
This king is fully enlightened today. Wind and rain shook the sky, and dragons were lying on empty mountains.
Li Rihua, Ming Dynasty Bamboo In the breeze, beside the water and clouds, not only the willows sleep, but also the bamboos. I bundled up ancient books to use as a pillow, and memorized the Yuandang chapter by heart in my dream.
Zhu Zi of the Song Dynasty thanked Liu Zhongxing for sending bamboo shoots in the cold forest. He was delighted to see the white and jagged bamboo shoots when he opened the dowry. I know that you have made me sour and cold, but I am not like a feudal lord who eats meat.
Huang Tingjian of the Song Dynasty, Ode to Bamboo Bamboo shoots are just beginning to produce yellow calf horns, and fern buds are beginning to grow Xiaoerquan. Try to find wild vegetables and cook fragrant rice, it is February in the south of the Yangtze River.
Xie Tiao's Bamboo Poems from the Southern and Northern Dynasties There is a clump of bamboo in front of the window, which is green and unique. The southern branches meet the northern leaves, and the new shoots are mixed with old branches.
The moonlight is already dense, and the wind rises and falls again. The green Hu flies are not in the way, and the yellow mouth can peek at each other.
But I hate to follow the wind and grow apart. Report Respondent's Supplement 2009-04-24 18:56 Bamboo White Jade Humbles the merits and demerits of the past, and smiles proudly in the severe winter frost and snow.
Live a life of tranquility and indifference, and a life of high moral integrity. Bamboo by Zheng Banqiao (Zheng Xie) One section after another, thousands of branches holding thousands of leaves.
Since I don’t bloom, I don’t want to attract bees and butterflies. Bamboo and Stone, Zheng Banqiao, Qing Dynasty, stick to the green mountains and never let go, the roots are still in the broken rocks; they are still strong despite being beaten by the east, west, north and south.
. Fence Bamboo (Qing Dynasty) Zheng Banqiao A vast expanse of greenery, why bother protecting the bamboo with Jingqi? Still using bamboo as a barrier, asking for help from others is not as good as asking for yourself.
Bamboo (Qing Dynasty) Zheng Banqiao The whole world loves to plant flowers, but I only plant bamboo. The frost and snow are all over the garden, and the new green shines freely. It's snowing all night in Youhuang, and the sparse shadows have lost their green color. Don't be blown away by the wind, and the exquisite empty jade will be broken into pieces.
Inscribed painting by Zheng Banqiao (Qing Dynasty) A bamboo, an orchid and a stone, with joints, fragrance and bones. The whole hall is full of gentleman's style, and the green color will last forever. There are orchids, bamboos, and stones, knots, fragrances, and bones. No matter how hard it is against the wind and frost, there will be news of the spring breeze.
Painting by Zheng Banqiao (Qing Dynasty) A strong wind blew backwards, and the bamboo branches turned back and opened toward the sky. Sweeping away the clouds and fog is really my job, how can I even bother sweeping the floor?
Supplementary information from the respondent 2009-04-24 18:57 Inscribed painting (Qing Dynasty) Zheng Banqiao The autumn wind crossed Xiaoxiang last night, hitting rocks and walking through the forest like crazy; only the bamboo branches were not afraid, and stood up to fight a thousand field. Painting by Zheng Banqiao (Qing Dynasty): Hsinchu is higher than the old bamboo branches, all supported by the old poles; next year there will be new ones, the ten-foot-long dragon and grandson will surround the phoenix pond.
Painting Inscription (Qing Dynasty) Zheng Banqiao I have a hundred thousand rods in my heart, and I fly with ink dripping. As a phoenix or a dragon, I ascend to the nine heavens, and see the fresh green dyed all over the clouds.
Inscribed painting (Qing Dynasty) Zheng Banqiao painted a bamboo branch with a stone, and the stone was one foot higher than the bamboo branch. Even though one foot makes him taller, in the coming year, I will see how powerful I am.
Bamboo and Stone, Zheng Banqiao, Qing Dynasty. The light smoke and ancient ink are vertical and horizontal, writing half of this gentleman. There is no need to report peace, and the high-spirited breeze has been seen. Painting Bamboo Farewell to the Gentlemen and People of Weixian County Zheng Banqiao, Qing Dynasty Throwing away the black gauze and not becoming an official, the bag is fluttering and the sleeves are cold; I write a thin bamboo and use it as a fishing rod on the river in the autumn wind.
Painting Bamboo by Zheng Banqiao Let the green hills come out at one end, and the branches will be sparse and thin. Next year a hundred-foot dragon will appear, but I'm afraid the green mountain will be inferior.
Painting Bamboo by Zheng Banqiao For forty years, he has been using bamboo branches to write down his thoughts at night. The redundant and complex parts have been trimmed away, leaving a lean body. When the painting is raw, it is when it is ripe.
Courtyard Bamboo (Tang Dynasty) Liu Yuxi The polyester lead powder knots are exposed, and the green jade branches are shaken by the wind. Yiyi is like a gentleman, there is no place where he is not suitable.
I am sorry to take the root of the plant, but I want to imitate the phoenix. Report Respondent's Supplement 2009-04-24 18:57 Bamboo and Stone Axis (Qing Dynasty) Li Fangying It is difficult for people to cure common diseases, and Qibo Liangzhu is the most suitable.
I stopped writing before the ink was dry, and the breeze had already purified the mud from my lungs and intestines. Ode to Bamboo, Yang Wanli, Song Dynasty, Frost Festival.
Cultivation of jade snow body. There will be no text or words.
The moon itself conveys the spirit. Countless spring bamboo shoots are growing all over the forest, and the firewood gate blocks passers-by.
At the meeting, one must look at the bamboos and never go out to greet the guests. ——Du Fu, Tang Dynasty, "Wing Chun Bamboo Shoots" The green bamboos are half in the casing, and the new shoots are just emerging from the wall.
The rain washes the flowers clean, and the wind blows the fragrance. ——Du Fu, Tang Dynasty, "Ode to Bamboo" It is better to eat without meat than to live without bamboo.
No meat makes you thin, and no bamboo makes you vulgar. People who are thin can still gain weight, but scholars and common people cannot cure it.
——Song Dynasty Su Shi's "Yu Qian Monk Green Junxuan" Inscribed on my friend Liang Tiejun, the chivalrous painter painted bamboo (Qing Dynasty) Kang Youwei He stood up to the Lingyun Festival, and he was still self-possessed. The spring breeze is often biting, and the autumn air never leaves.
The messy leaves are still strong, and the soft branches are not blown. Only the text is interesting and the portrayal is very vivid.
The strength of bamboo lacks Xiangtong, so it is difficult for painters to work with skill. Look carefully at the west wind last night, if Langgan is not facing east now.
——Ming. ——Zheng Banqiao, Qing Dynasty, "Inscribed Bamboo Pictures" Report Respondent's Supplement 2009-04-24 18:58 After the rain, the dragon grows tall, and the phoenix's tail shakes before the wind; A weak heart has a solid foundation, and the sun sets the sky.
——"Painting Bamboo" by Dai Xi of the Qing Dynasty. When the moon rises deep in the mountains, the bamboos are as beautiful as ever. The clear sky is difficult to deal with, but the cold blue sky can be cured by customs.
——Qing Dynasty. Wang Mulan's "Bamboo Moon in the Outer Mountain" Bamboo Chan in the south of the mountain and in the north. 8. Poems about bamboo
Lu You, Song Dynasty, East Lake Hsinchu Plant thorns and fences to protect them carefully, forming cold green ripples.
Autumn arrives first as the breeze sweeps over the earth, and the red sun travels until noon. I heard the rustling sound for the first time when I untied the bamboo basket, and saw the leaves for the first time when I put it down.
I want to come here frequently when I have free time, and I still follow my pillow mat wherever I go. Lu You of the Song Dynasty wrote two quatrains in Yunxi Guanzhu Opera Book. The air is covered with ice and frost, and there is more than enough strength. I see this series of immortals on the riverside.
The coldness penetrates directly into human muscles and bones, leaving no trace of dust at all. The light of the stream and the sound of bamboo are both suitable, and the bamboos become even more amazing when you walk to the bridge of the stream.
Regardless of how thin the meat is, one can endure ten years of hunger behind closed doors. Li He, Tang Dynasty, New Bamboo Shoots in the North Garden of Changgu? Four Poems: The bamboo shoots fall on the long pole and the jade is cut open. You see that the mother bamboo shoots are dragon wood.
It is easier to pump a thousand feet in one night, but not to mention a few inches of mud in a pond. Cut off the green light to write Chu Ci, and add fragrant spring powder to black and white leaves.
Who can see ruthlessness and hatred? The dew presses the smoke and cries of thousands of branches. There are two or three stems in Jiaquan's stone eyes. At dawn, the yin root is purple and unfamiliar.
This year, on the spring river, flutes and pipes are playing with new bamboos and green jade. The old bamboo shoots stir up the blue clouds, and the majestic mausoleum lies down sighing at the poverty.
The wind whistles across thousands of acres, and a heavy branch of black wood falls into the wine bottle. Inscribed by Zheng Banqiao of the Qing Dynasty, there is a bamboo, an orchid and a stone, with joints, fragrance and bones. The whole hall is full of gentleman's style, and the green color will last forever.
There are orchids, bamboos and stones, there are joints, fragrance and bones, no matter how hard it is against the wind and frost, there will be news of the spring breeze. Painting inscribed by Zheng Banqiao of the Qing Dynasty: I have a hundred thousand rods in my chest, and the ink drips with my flying strokes.
As a phoenix or a dragon, I ascend to the nine heavens and see the fresh green dyed in the clouds. Zheng Banqiao of the Qing Dynasty painted a bamboo branch with a piece of stone. The stone is one foot higher than the bamboo branch.
Although one foot makes him taller, in the coming year I will show my strength.
Zheng Banqiao, Qing Dynasty, Bamboo Fence. A vast expanse of lush greenery. Why bother with Jingqi to protect the bamboo? Still using bamboo as a barrier, asking for help from others is not as good as asking for yourself.
Qing Dynasty Zheng Banqiao Bamboo The whole world loves to plant flowers, but I only plant bamboo. The frost and snow are all over the garden, and the new green shines freely. It's snowing all night in Youhuang, and the sparse shadows have lost their green color. Don't let the wind blow them away, and the exquisite empty jade will break into pieces.
Qiu Fengjia, Qing Dynasty, inscribed two poems on bamboo. The spirit is indomitable, and the towering festival is so powerful. I have always been fascinated by the shadows of autumn.
This king is fully enlightened today. Wind and rain shook the sky, and dragons were lying on empty mountains.
Li Rihua, Ming Dynasty Bamboo In the breeze, beside the water and clouds, not only willows are sleeping, but also bamboos are sleeping. I bundled up ancient books to use as a pillow, and memorized the Yuandang chapter by heart in my dream.
Zhu Zi of the Song Dynasty thanked Liu Zhongxing for the bamboo shoots he sent to the cold forest. He was delighted to see the white and jagged bamboo shoots when he opened the dowry. I know that you have made me sour and cold, but I am not like a feudal lord who eats meat.
Song Dynasty Huang Tingjian's Bamboo Ode Bamboo shoots are just beginning to produce yellow calf horns, and fern buds are beginning to grow Xiaoerquan. Try to find wild vegetables and cook fragrant rice, it is February in the south of the Yangtze River.
The Northern and Southern Dynasties, Xie Tiao's Bamboo Poems. There is a clump of bamboo in front of the window, which is green and unique. The southern branches meet the northern leaves, and the new shoots are mixed with old branches.
The moonlight is already dense, and the wind rises and falls again. The green Hu flies are not in the way, and the yellow mouth can peek at each other.
But I hate to follow the wind and grow apart. Bamboo and white jade are open-minded about the merits and demerits of the past, and are proud of the harsh winter frost and snow.
Live a life of tranquility and indifference, and a life of high moral integrity. Bamboo by Zheng Banqiao (Zheng Xie) One section after another, thousands of branches holding thousands of leaves.
Since I don’t bloom, I don’t want to attract bees and butterflies. Bamboo and Stone, Zheng Banqiao, Qing Dynasty, stick to the green mountains and never let go, the roots are still in the broken rocks; they are still strong despite being beaten by the east, west, north and south.
. Fence Bamboo (Qing Dynasty) Zheng Banqiao A vast expanse of greenery, why bother protecting the bamboo with Jingqi? Still using bamboo as a barrier, asking for help from others is not as good as asking for yourself.
Bamboo (Qing Dynasty) Zheng Banqiao The whole world loves to plant flowers, but I only plant bamboo. The frost and snow are all over the garden, and the new green shines freely. It's snowing all night in Youhuang, and the sparse shadows have lost their green color. Don't be blown away by the wind, and the exquisite empty jade will be broken into pieces.
Inscribed painting by Zheng Banqiao (Qing Dynasty) A bamboo, an orchid and a stone, with joints, fragrance and bones, the whole hall is full of gentleman's style, eternally green. There are orchids, bamboos, and stones, knots, fragrances, and bones. No matter how hard it is against the wind and frost, there will be news of the spring breeze.
Painting by Zheng Banqiao (Qing Dynasty) A strong wind blew backwards, and the bamboo branches turned back and opened toward the sky. Sweeping away the clouds and fog is really my job, how can I even bother sweeping the floor?
Painting by Zheng Banqiao (Qing Dynasty) The autumn wind crossed Xiaoxiang last night and went wild when it touched rocks and passed through the forest; only the bamboo branches were not afraid and fought with each other for a thousand times. Painting by Zheng Banqiao (Qing Dynasty): Hsinchu is higher than the old bamboo branches, relying entirely on the old poles for support; next year there will be new ones, the ten-foot-long grandson of the dragon circling the phoenix pond.
Painting Inscription (Qing Dynasty) Zheng Banqiao I have a hundred thousand rods in my heart, and I fly with ink dripping. As a phoenix or a dragon, I ascend to the nine heavens, and see the fresh green dyed all over the clouds.
Inscribed painting (Qing Dynasty) Zheng Banqiao painted a bamboo branch with a piece of stone. The stone is one foot higher than the bamboo branch. Even though one foot makes him taller, in the coming year, I will see how powerful I am.
Bamboo and Stone, Zheng Banqiao, Qing Dynasty. The light smoke and ancient ink are vertical and horizontal, writing half of this gentleman. There is no need to report peace, and the high-spirited breeze has been seen. Painting Bamboo Farewell to the Gentlemen and People of Weixian County Zheng Banqiao, Qing Dynasty Throwing away the black gauze and not becoming an official, the bag is fluttering and the sleeves are cold; I write a thin bamboo and use it as a fishing rod on the river in the autumn wind.
Painting Bamboo by Zheng Banqiao Let the green hills come out at one end, and the branches will be sparse and thin. Next year a hundred-foot dragon will appear, but I'm afraid the green mountain will be inferior.
Painting Bamboo by Zheng Banqiao For forty years, he has been using bamboo branches to write down his thoughts at night. The redundant and complex parts have been trimmed away, leaving a lean body. When the painting is raw, it is when it is ripe.
Courtyard Bamboo (Tang Dynasty) Liu Yuxi The polyester and lead powder knots are exposed, and the wind shakes the green jade branches. Yiyi is like a gentleman, there is no place where he is not suitable.
I am sorry to take the root of the plant, but I want to imitate the phoenix. Bamboo and Stone Axis (Qing Dynasty) Li Fangying It is difficult for people to treat common diseases, so Qi Bo Liang Fang Bamboo is the most suitable.
I stopped writing before the ink was dry, and the breeze had already purified the mud from my lungs and intestines. Ode to Bamboo, Yang Wanli, Song Dynasty, Frost Festival.
Cultivation of jade snow body. There will be no text or words.
The moon itself conveys the spirit. Countless spring bamboo shoots are growing all over the forest, and the firewood gate blocks passers-by.
At the meeting, one must look at the bamboos and never go out to greet the guests. ——Du Fu, Tang Dynasty, "Wing Chun Bamboo Shoots" The green bamboos are half in the casing, and the new shoots are just emerging from the wall.
The rain washes the flowers clean, and the wind blows the fragrance. ——Du Fu, Tang Dynasty, "Ode to Bamboo" It is better to eat without meat than to live without bamboo.
No meat makes you thin, and no bamboo makes you vulgar. People who are thin can still gain weight, but scholars and common people cannot cure it.
——Song Dynasty Su Shi's "Yu Qian Monk Green Junxuan" Inscribed on my friend Liang Tiejun, the chivalrous painter painted bamboo (Qing Dynasty) Kang Youwei He stood up to the Lingyun Festival, and he was still self-possessed. The spring breeze is often biting, and the autumn air never leaves.
The messy leaves are still strong, and the soft branches are not blown. Only the text is interesting and the portrayal is very vivid.
The strength of bamboo lacks Xiangtong, so it is difficult for painters to work with skill. Look carefully at the west wind last night, if Langgan is not facing east now.
——Ming. ——Zheng Banqiao, Qing Dynasty, "Inscribed Bamboo Pictures" The dragon and sun grow after the rain, and the phoenix tail shakes before the wind; The weak heart has a solid foundation, and the sky is determined by the sun.
——"Painting Bamboo" by Dai Xi of the Qing Dynasty. When the moon rises deep in the mountains, the bamboos are as beautiful as ever. The clear sky is difficult to deal with, but the cold blue sky can be cured by customs.
——Wang Mulan of the Qing Dynasty, "Bamboo Moon in the Outer Mountains" There are bamboos and chanjuans in the south of the mountain and the north, surrounded by greenery and green, there is a unique sky. Two, two, three, three, they went out to hoe, and came back full of rice and bamboo shoot soup.
——Qing Dynasty. Wang Mulan's "Shimen Bamboo Branch Ci". 9. Poems about Bamboo
Fan Gong’s Bamboo Song and Preface Cen Shen served as Fang Langzhong and served as the imperial censor Fan Gong. He planted bamboos in the Shaanxi embassy and wrote new bamboo poems to show his appreciation for Fan Gong’s elegant conduct. So he sang a song to harmonize with it.
People in the world don’t understand their love for bamboo when they see it. I know that you are planting bamboo in the courtyard of your mansion. This gentleman was lucky enough to get the land with his roots. When he planted it, he heard that it was already big.
The bushes look cold in the hot summer, and the maple leaves sound dry at night. If you can clear the case and see it under the curtain, it is better to look out the window of Qin Shu.
For you, the yin will block the sun, and the bamboo shoots will burst out through the steps. He who keeps integrity is partial to Yu Shishuang, and his humble wish is better than that of Lang Guan.
You don’t love the pine branches of Nanshan, the color of bamboo does not change in all seasons. In the cold weather, all the grass and trees have turned yellow, as I have known since Qingqingjun.
Zhuli Pavilion Wang Wei Sitting alone in the secluded bamboo, playing the piano and whistling loudly. People deep in the forest don't know that the bright moon comes to shine.
Zhuli Pavilion Pei Di I have been to Zhuli Pavilion and had a blind date with Tao. Only mountain birds come and go, and it is so deep that there are no people in the world.
Ci Lao Bamboo by Li Bai There is Ci Lao Mountain in the north of Dangtu County, with piles of rocks overlooking the river, steep walls and turbulent winds and waves. The mountain produces bamboo, which is round and sparsely knotted and can be used as a flute, with a rhythm in its sound.
Wild bamboos grow on rocks, and the smoke reflects the river islands. The green color is deep, the waves are deep, and the voice is cold and early.
I have never heard the dragon chant, but the phoenix song should be played well. If you don't learn from the willow tree, your sincerity will always protect you.
Yan Zheng’s Mansion and Bamboo Ode by Du Fu The green bamboo half contains the casing, and the new shoots are just emerging from the wall. The color invades the book and it's late, and the wine bottle is cool in the shade.
The rain washes the flowers clean, and the wind blows the fragrance. But if there is no cutting, the clouds will grow.
Xun Gongyuan Wuyong Bitter Bamboo Bridge Liu Zongyuan The dangerous bridge is a secluded path, winding through the sparse forest. Bursting baskets divide the bitter festivals, light baskets hold an open mind.
Look down at the trickling stream and listen to the singing of Xiao Xiao. On a misty day in the lake, the mountain birds sing in mockery.
Forgive me that there is no need to use it, but there is more shade to live in. Bamboo Path Li Deyu The wild bamboos form a path of their own that surrounds the stream for more than three miles.
Tan Luan is covered with blankets, reflecting the clear canal in the desolate way. The forest is quiet at sunset, and the wind moves and the valley is empty.
The Tian family has few old friends, who is willing to burn fish? Hsinchu Yuanzhen The new bamboo basket has just been untied, and the cold color is already green.
The powder is slowly floating in the air, and the wind is gradually swaying. There are many sparse trees, and the sun shines through, but they are sparse and do not form clumps.
Only unity and unity, steadfastness and unity. Newly Planted Bamboo by Bai Juyi Zuoyi feels unwell, and grass grows behind closed doors.
Why entertain the wild nature by planting hundreds of bamboo stems? Seeing this is so exciting that I can recall the love in the mountains.
Sometimes when I have time off from work, I walk around the fence all day long. Don't say that the roots are not yet solid, and don't say that the Yin is not yet established.
I have noticed that there is a clear air in the courtyard. I love lying by the window the most, listening to the sound of branches in the autumn wind.
Rewarding people to play with bamboo after the rain Xue Tao When it rains in spring in the south, you can see the snow and frost. All kinds of things are also luxuriant, and the mind is humble and calm.
If Jinxian stays drunk for a long time, he will be sad with Concubine Shun early. In your later years, you can reward me, and the sky is full of wonders.
Tongguo Staff Cui Pu shoots the bamboo in front of the Huainan Jiedushi Hall. Liu Changqing used to plant it in the Liangwang Garden, but now it has been moved to the Han Dynasty General Altar. I passed through the cage with my head low, and looked at the green rolling curtain.
It is difficult to move the roots far away when the land is acquired, and it is difficult to hold the joints through frost. The flowers blossom into phoenix fruits, and the young shoots grow into fishing rods.
Ai Ai Jun is quiet, Xiao Xiao County Yu Kuan. The sound is soft and the corners are twilight, and the sparse shadows are cold at the door.
How has Xiangpu changed? Several places in Shanyang have been destroyed. I don't know how to face Yuan An on the side of Xuanping.
Zhuting, Xiran’s younger brother, Meng Haoran, I have had close friendships with my second and third sons throughout my life. With the ambition of a swan, there is a bird's heart in suffering.
The breeze is flowing in the bamboo forest. Da is the fun in wine and the occasional sound on the piano.
Renovating Yiling and living in seclusion Li She carried Guo Yishan a path deep, with thousands of poles sinking like bunches of green. I have always loved things so much that I moved my house into a bamboo forest after hard work. Ku Huang Tiao Xiao Yin Li He Who said Xuanyuan was in the current affairs, Ling Lun picked bamboo twenty-four.
Ling Lun collected it from Kunqiu and divided it into twelve parts from the Xuanyuan imperial edict. Ling Lun uses it to correct the rhythm, and Xuanyuan uses it to adjust the vitality.
When the Yellow Emperor ascended to heaven, twenty-three tubes of salt accompanied him. There is only one pipe left to blow in the world. If you can't get it, you can't get it. This pipe is buried in Yushun Temple.
Playing with Bamboo in the Garden of Friends Shi Jianwu I once went to Xuanzhou to see the jade trees, which looked like the bamboos in the courtyard of your home. Visitors don't need to breathe in the breeze, hanging a crown here is enough to keep cool.
Han Yu, Hsinchu, adds bamboo shoots to the south, becoming clearer every day. The razor section has stored frost, and the yellow buds are still covering the emerald green.
Five or six will come out of the market, and three or four will come out of the house. The high standard is strict in autumn, and the pure color captures the beauty of spring.
Sparse growth and cleverness fill the forest, bursting out doubts and disputes. Vertical and horizontal, it follows the line at first, and it is brilliant and endless.
Before the wind blows the branches, the dew powder first sheds tears. Who can play with it? Qing Jingkong stared at it.
Titled by Liu Xiucai, Hsinchu, Du Mu. Several stems are of faint jade color, separated by green smoke at dawn and dusk. The sound breaks through the cold window dream, and the roots penetrate the green moss pattern.
The sun is gradually approaching the threshold, and the clouds are trying to get in the way of the curtain. If you are not a guest from Shanyin, who would love you?
The first bamboo shoots are eaten and presented in the seat. Li Shangyin The tender bamboo shoots and fragrant buds are just emerging from the forest. The price of Wuling is as heavy as gold. There are countless people in the imperial capital, land and sea, who can't bear to cut Ling Yun's heart even an inch.
Titled Bamboo in front of Zheng Changshi's Hall, Jia Dao. The green bamboo stands beside the poem and wine, and Chanjuan is full of thoughts. The tangled branches are covered with snow, and the leaves are blooming in the cold wind.
Xiao Sa suspected that the spring had passed by, but there was a different path when he returned. The root of the invasion was unearthed, and the bamboo shoots grew in clusters next door.
Outside the screen window, there is a sound in the room. Watching the rolling curtain all day long, sleeping on the pillow for the same autumn.
The Prince of Ten Thousand Fields of Songs, Thousands of Rods Accompany Duke Ruan. The dew is full of pity, and the rain stream is filled with love.
Jiegu dominates Hubei, and Xiangchuan dominates the east of the river. On the side of the Xuan threshold, the green sky curls up.
Wang Yu called the Bamboo in Official Houses "Who planted hundreds of Xiaoxiao bamboo poles, and when accompanied by chants, they were called idle officials." Don't compete with the beauty of spring, but stay lonely and chaste and wait for the cold weather.
The sound of the sound on the piano bed creates elegance, and the shadow of the chess game brings happiness. Even if we remove it next year, we will still have to see it in the snow this winter.
Garden Bamboo by Shi Zhiyuan If you remove the flowers and plant this kind of bamboo, the whole courtyard will become even more dust-free. The summer days are full of leisure, but there is still a breeze blowing around.
Ode to the Golden Bamboo by Jiang Tang A hundred yi's first coldness is as deep as a path, and a forest is formed by the unsuspecting fortune. Those who are greedy or those who rely on the railing will not see Xiuhuang but gold.
Bamboo by Song Qi. Cultivating the tips is out of the ordinary, and refuses to be humble. There is integrity and uprightness in the sky, and there is no mind and emptiness.
Purple Bamboo Mei Yaochen Xiuzhu is produced in the southwest and has a different color than East Yun green. The cut flute reflects the sandalwood lips, and the branches lead to the phoenix.
Moving thousands of miles away will not change the valley. Planting Bamboo Zhai Sima Guang I love Wang Ziyou, so I plant bamboo in my Zhanzhai.
It is a must-have for a day, and the coolness is always in your eyes. The snow and frost are only white, and the leaves do not change to green.
The unique stone Jilun, the golden valley full of corals. The Jun Pavilion of Huazangyuan Yingzhu, Wang Anshi, has a forest with four cool buildings, how long does the lingering shadow linger?
People pity those who are born thin, but they are expected to become stronger as they grow older. It once shared the rain and dew with Artemisia terrestris, and finally followed the pines and cypresses to the frost.
I am sorry to find the root of the plant, but I want to beg Ling Lun to learn from the phoenix. Golden Bamboo by Lü Tao There are bamboos in the Qujiang River. Their color is dark yellow and the eyes inside are golden bamboos.
Xiuzhu is already lovely, but its condition is as good as gold. Heaven and earth are in harmony, frost and snow are as strong as the heart.
Yunzhi grows with knots, and chestnut and jade grow into forests. Looking back at the Weichuan River, the mountains are surrounded by green shade.
Bamboo Pavilion Shen Liao The ancients loved to cultivate bamboo, and they came to the secluded pavilion with ease. The energy section is high-spirited, the sound is clear, and there is no vulgar noise.
The fight in spring is trivial, but the autumn wind shakes the dryness. Who would have thought that Weichuan is so rich that a thousand acres can hold a crown?
Ode to Bamboo by Wei Xiang This gentleman is upright and natural, how can he imitate the beauty of the demon flowers in the main pavilion? The light frost on the jade stick does not fall off, and the round jade leaves no trace when rubbed dry. If spring does not grow, the branches and leaves will multiply by themselves. If there is land, the root will eventually grow. Whoever recommends a clear temple for the sound of cutting, and who is sure to win a good tree will sacrifice the bottle.
Chanting Bamboo and Wen Tongzhu. Cold and green.
Beside the Xiangjiang River, the Weishui River flows. The curtains are green and brocade, and the spears and spears are green jade.
An open mind is different from the grass and trees, and the strength is more than ordinary trees. The dragon-turning staff enters Xianpi.