-Sui Kong Shaoan
Leaves fall in early autumn, such as guests.
If you don't want to go down, cherish the old forest.
The Story of Red Leaves Recorded in Hedu
-Don Bai Juyi
In October, the frost leaves are new.
It seems that the fire can't burn out, and flowers don't wait for spring.
Even rows of crimson accounts, throwing red scarves around.
There are only two people before the wind.
Banana leaf
-Yin
Luqi's newly-cut Weaver Girl Machine is swaying in the wind.
Just because of Di Qing's spring strike, he leans on the banner of the East Wall.
Cold boiling of Sophora japonica leaves
-Tang Du Fu
The green Sophora leaves are picked and paid to China's kitchen. The new noodles are close to the market, and the juice is mixed with me. If it is overcooked, there will be no trouble with adding vegetables. Everything is fresh, and fragrant rice is a bud. Teeth are colder than snow, so people are advised to throw this pearl away. I want to take the money to Tu Su. The road is far-sighted and afraid of mud, and the prosperity will not change. Qin's offerings are small, and the recommendation of algae is only a small area. Wan Li Lu Han Temple, ice jade pot. It's time for the king to enjoy a cool night.
Dried lotus leaf
Liu Yuan Zhong Bing
Dry lotus leaf, pale,
The old handle is shaking,
Shout incense
The yellower it is.
Because there was frost last night,
Loneliness in Qiu Jiang.
Wei Mingfu sent loquat leaves to answer with poems.
-Don Sikong Shu
The basket is green, and the overlapping colors are fresh.
It's in the autumn wind, just like before dawn.
The fairy side sees the weight, and it should be convenient to remove the disease.
Bananas were given, and Xie's articles were airdropped.
Title of fallen leaves
-Don Sikong Shu
The frost scene urges dangerous leaves, and now the trees are half empty.
Depression makes countries different, and scattered travelers are the same.
Cold water floats on the shore, and night insects hold it in order.
You can enjoy the wind and get Luoyang Palace.
A leaf falls
-Don Xue Neng
Light leaves alone, high sky. Come with the wind, and the tree will fall first. The discolored yellow should be close, and the green of Linz is still relatively strong. No one floats on the water like you. You are lonely. It's hard to feel sincerity at first, but it will fade away gradually. Who wants to ask new troubles?
lotus leaf
Don Li Qunyu
Roots are jade in the mud, and hearts are pearls.
It was planted in Tang Jun and buried in Ren Chunpu.
lotus leaf
-Tang Zhenggu
The moving boat splashes green, and the handle of the wind leans against the sill.
Thank you, happy people, for staying in the rain.
Red leaves
-Rong
The dew is light and dry with frost, and turns bright in the sunset.
And the smoke falling in autumn will be a thousand miles of love with the waves.
Several birds are hiding in jathyapple, but the whole family is accompanied by the sound of flies.
At that time, I didn't hate watching the breeze cut into colors.
fallen leaves
-Tang Xiumu
The leaves are red after the rain.
Looking back at spring, I believe there is autumn wind.
Several places follow the running water, and the river is in chaos.
You should only be on your own, not with you.
Red leaves
-Qing Qianlong
At first glance, the red leaves are horizontal.
It is difficult to make sentences, and some roses are lined with green Joan.
There is bamboo in Linchi.
Emperor Taizong
Chastity obstacle song, green leaf cream.
The dragon shadow is separated by the wind, and the phoenix is obtained by the pond.
Ancient and modern book integration, natural history collection, vegetation canon
Ran Ran solitary bamboo, Gentai Mountain.
-Chinese poetry.
Second old pig
Tang Libai
The bamboo forest is full of rocks, and the 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 learn from cattail, always protect yourself.
Bamboo can be regarded as a flute when painting old mountains with porcelain.
Zhu Yong (Qi Xie Article)
A clump of bamboo in front of the window is green 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.
Zhu (Liang. Liu Xiaoxian)
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.
Endowed with tender bamboo in front of the stage (Chen. Zhang)
Cui Yun clouds cluster himself, light flowers and tender bamboo shoots want to fly in the air.
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)
Shan Juan is full of enthusiasm in the Chu River with high terrain.
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.
More than 100 poems by Zhai Jun on planting bamboo are left (Tang Linghu Chu)
Zhai Juzhi's bamboo north window, the plain wall is newly reflected.
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, Baisha Pavilion faces bamboo (Don Xu Hun)
Mix lingxue frost is thick green but 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.
The first time you eat bamboo shoots, you are in the middle (Tang. Li Shangyin)
When the tender and fragrant buds first came out of the forest, the price of Yuling was as heavy as gold.
The emperor's capital, land and sea, should be countless. He forbeared to cut an inch of gold from Lingyun.
Zhu Yong (Tang Zhenggu)
Suitable for smoke, rain and wind. After hiding water in the village, it becomes loose.
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.
Zhufeng (Tang)
Bamboo reflects the wind window several times, which makes people worry about it.
I had a dream of rivers and lakes at night, all of which were dry as flowers.
Chunshan Zhongzhu (Tang Peishuo)
The number of rods is green dragon-shaped, so students need to be taught steep pull here.
Infinite wildflowers can't bloom, and the cool colors in the Mid-Levels compete with spring.
Zhu Yong (Don Zhang Bi)
The trees are full of clouds of tobacco leaves, and Wang Sun never tires of seeing them, pushing and shoving in the 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.
Shuangjun Pavilion (Su Songshi)
Xie can't help herself, and ChanJuan has been in a cold attitude for many years.
To see the significance of first frost, we must wait until the autumn wind falls.
Fu Du is in the garden (Zhe)
Bamboo is not born in cold areas, although it often gets sick.
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.
Hsinchu (Song Yang Wanli)
The east wind makes up the mountain, and the jade pole is blown overnight.
Half-naked and half-naked, Qilong is afraid of the cold spring.
Yongdong Lake Hsinchu (Song Dynasty. Lu you)
Insert thorns, weave fences to protect them and cultivate 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.
(yuan. Zhenwu)
Wild bamboo Wild bamboo is absolutely lovely, and its branches and leaves are sparse and true.
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.
Song of bamboo shoots in Hsinchu (Dai)
The forest is full of yellow birds, and Hsinchu under the forest is 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.
Zhu Shi (Qing. Zheng Xie)
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.
Zhu Qing. Zheng Xie)
Section after section, thousands of branches and leaves.
I don't blossom, so I don't tease bees and butterflies.
A kind of bamboo
Don Lihe
Into the hydrological light movement, take time to shadow the spring.
Dew, Watson, bamboo shoots, moss, frost roots.
Weaving can bring fragrance and sweat, and planting can catch cotton scales.