1. Verses about praising cactus
Verses about praising cactus 1. About "Verses praising cactus"
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"Zhongfu, the nephew of the tribe, presented cactus tea from Yuquan Mountain" Li Bai (Tang Dynasty): Exposed to become a cactus, it is like patting the shoulder of a Hong cliff. Interpretation: Look at the tea leaves that have been exposed to the sun and look like a cactus, as if you could use it to pat the Immortal Hongya’s shoulder.
"Walking Through Huayin" Cui Hao (Tang Dynasty): The clouds in front of Emperor Wu's temple are beginning to disperse, and the rain has begun to clear on the cactus. Interpretation: When the poet was passing through Huayin, it was just after the rain and the sky was clear. He looked at the smoke and clouds gathering in front of the Emperor Wu Temple and was about to disperse; looking up at the Cactus Peak, the mountain shape has become eye-catching and naturally beautiful. New sunshine and new bathing, the scenery is charming.
"Water Dragon Odes White Lotus" Zhang Yan (Song Dynasty): The hibiscus on the cactus is like a wet gold plate with dew. Interpretation: You are like a hibiscus on a cactus, like you are in a copper dew tray. The water dripping from the flower is like crystal jade dew.
"Two Poems for Playing with Friends" by Li Shangyin (Tang Dynasty): The cactus is cold and the dew in the sky is cold, and the jade girl's window is full of wind at night. Interpretation: The copper plate on the cactus is full of dew; the jade girl's window is open, and the night air is cold.
Extended information
"Water Dragon Song·White Lotus"
The hibiscus on the cactus is like a wet gold plate with dew. With light makeup and shining in the water, her slender clothes are standing upright and fluttering like a dance. The condensation disappeared several times, and the lake was filled with smoke and moon, and there was a small gull and heron.
Translation: You are like a hibiscus on a cactus, like you are in a copper dew tray. The water dripping from the flower is like crystal jade dew. The elegant makeup and the lake water reflect each other, you stand tall and graceful, and the hazy moonlight covers you with thin clothes.
The breeze blows and you are dancing. In order to catch a glimpse of your beauty, I wandered and gazed. I have been here several times, intoxicated by the mist and moon shrouding the lake.
Reference materials: ?Baidu Encyclopedia - Cactus
2. Poems describing cactus
1. Related poems
Li Bai's "Answers to the Family" In "The Cactus Tea from Yuquan Mountain Presented to Me by My Nephew Monk Zhongfu", "It turns into a cactus, as if it were patted on the shoulder of Hongya."
2. Original text
Zhongfu, the nephew of the Ta clan, presented Yuquan Mountain with cactus tea
I often hear that there are many breast caves in Yuquan Mountain.
The fairy mouse is like a white crow, hanging upside down by the moon in the clear stream.
Ming is born in this stone, and the jade spring flows endlessly.
Sprinkle the fragrance of Genke and take it to moisturize the muscles and bones.
The old bushes have green leaves and branches connected to each other.
It turns into a cactus when exposed, as if it were patted on the shoulder of a flood cliff.
It has never been seen in the world, who will pass on its name?
Zong Ying is a Buddhist monk, and he has donated some excellent articles.
The clear mirror candle has no salt, and I feel ashamed of Xi Ziyan.
Sitting in the court is still exciting, and the long chant spreads to the heavens.
3. Notes
① Guo Pu's poem: "Pull the sleeve of Fuqiu on the left, pat the shoulder of Hongya on the right." Xue Zong's "Xijing Fu Annotation": "Hongya, the Three Emperors "Shi Jieren." ② "New Preface": "There was a woman in Qi who was extremely ugly, and she was called Wuyan Woman." ③ Zhao Qi's "Notes on Mencius": Xizi is the ancient beautiful woman Xi Shi.
④ According to Buddhist scriptures, there are thirty-two heavens in the Three Realms. From the Heaven of the Four Heavenly Kings to the Heaven of Neither Thoughts nor Without Thoughts, they are collectively called the heavens.
Translation
It is often heard that there are many caves like milk caves on Yuquan Mountain.
There are many white crows and fairy rats (white bats) hanging upside down in them. Looking at the bright moon from the trees on the clear stream.
Tea grows on the stone cliffs in this mountain, and jade springs gurgling on the rocks never stop.
The rhizome of the tea tree is sprinkled with the fragrance of mountain flowers. After being picked, it can moisturize the muscles and strengthen the bones.
The tea bushes are old, with lush green leaves and connected branches.
Looking at the tea leaves that have been exposed to the sun and turned into a cactus, it seems like you could use it to pat the Immortal Hongya’s shoulder.
There is no such tea in the world. Who will give this tea a name and spread it forever?
Zongying, you are an eminent monk, Zen Bo, and you still have magnificent poems and tea to give to me.
Your poems are like the West in the mirror, making me, an ugly girl without salt, extremely ashamed.
Sitting and chatting in the early morning, the mood was full of joy, and the poems were recited for nine days.
4. Brief analysis
This poem vividly describes the uniqueness of cactus tea. The first four paragraphs describe the growth environment and functions of cactus tea, which is uniquely endowed to complement the preface; "The old clumps have green leaves, and the branches are connected." The appearance of the cactus tea tree is written; "It is exposed into a cactus to take pictures of the Hongya shoulder." , sunbathing. This sentence is the earliest sun-green historical material discovered so far. Hongya, the legendary name of the immortal. The meaning of this sentence is that drinking cactus tea can help people become immortals and live forever. "It has never been seen in the world, who will pass on its name." It can be seen from "exposure into cactus" that cactus tea is loose tea. So, who will pass on his name? "Zong Ying is a Zen uncle, and he has a good poem as a gift. A clear mirror and candle have no salt, and Gu is ashamed of Xi Ziyan." It is written by Li Bai's praise of Zhongfu. The poet here compares himself to "without salt", and Compare Zhongfu's poems to Xizi to express praise.
"Sitting in the court is still exciting, and the long chants are broadcast to the heavens." The poet read the poems aloud, which enabled him to reach the "heavens" of the Western Paradise.
3. Verses praising the cactus
1. "Walking Through Huayin" by Cui Hao of the Tang Dynasty
The mountains are so beautiful that they overlook Xianjing, and the three peaks outside the sky cannot be cut. . The clouds are about to disperse in front of the Emperor Wu Temple, and the rain has begun to clear on the cactus.
Translation: Looking down at Kyoto and Chang'an from the tall Huashan Mountain, the three peaks stretching into the sky are not artificially cut. The dark clouds in front of the Emperor Wu Temple are about to dissipate, and after the rain, the sky is clear and the Cactus Peak is green.
2. "Cactus" Contemporary Cui Rongjiang
Living in the desert in anger, he lives with hundreds of thorns on his body. There is no reason to be afraid of the heat, the liver and gallbladder are in control.
Translation: Living in the desert in anger, with thorns all over his body. Not afraid of the sun's scorching heat, he roams the desert with sincerity and sincerity.
3. "Four Poems for Friendships" by Cao Xun, Song Dynasty
How does the white jade fragrance resemble the cold golden plate of cactus.
Translation: White jade wine is so similar, the cactus has been soaked in cold water and placed on a plate.
4. "Gong Ci" Song Dynasty Lin Hong
The golden palace is dominated by the purple pavilion, and the jade hibiscus is on the cactus.
Translation: The Purple Pavilion is the most important in front of the Golden Palace, and the cactus blooms like jade hibiscus. Taiping Day
5. "Cactus" Qing Dynasty Zhang Weiyuan
The fingerprints are clear on the cypress platform, and the high-standing cactus is holding a palm.
Translation: The fingerprints on the Bailiang platform are very clear, and a cactus stands tall like Optimus Prime.
4. Poems praising cactus
Here are a few excerpts for you to choose from: 1. Tenacity · Cactus Look, the water is buried in my palm, my thorns are like sand in the wind They gather together and are as close as brothers to the moving sand dunes. The camels have left the day. The mysterious rivers are floating like a dream. Look, the flames convey the trembling golden silence. As always, it shows the determination of the earth. I don’t imagine things outside of me, let alone be obsessed with ideals. My mission is tenacity and purity. 2. Cactus Zhang Feng moistens its weak roots and carries the green palm. It braves thick smoke in the sun and sways in the wind and rain. Its delicate body never yields and never suffers from inflammation. It is resolutely green all year round. I'm so ugly that I don't dare to shake hands with you. I can only keep a distance from you. There are ripples in my heart and I'm full of infinite praise for you. My eyes are cooled by your ugliness. The passion for love is not afraid of wind, frost, snow and rain. It's your pride that doesn't choose anything. North and south are your magnanimity. Poverty and wealth are your benevolence. They are drowned by the floods. You don’t need crutches. Your chest is straight and scorched by the scorching sun. You are still green with every drop of sweet rain. Isn’t this the spirit of the great China and the spirit of the nation in the hearts of the Chinese people? Will and ideals? 3. A cactus. A cactus grows unjustly in a mud pot on my desk. Where there is no water, it is as suffocating as the workplace. It has no intention of displaying its gorgeous thorns, but it grows silently in the corner even if there is no water. In those days, even if there are no eyes to watch, the flowers and plants in the world are blooming in the secular world, striving for their own seasons, or simply kneeling in the greenhouse, not knowing that those weak bones are tied to the scaffolding of power just because of beautiful words, and they still sing proudly. I completely didn't notice that the original color of flowers has been missing from the world, and a cactus grew proudly on my desk, stubbornly holding on to the true nature of a plant in the face of adversity.
5. A short poem praising the cactus
1. "Water Dragon Song·White Lotus"
Original text: The hibiscus on the cactus is like a wet golden plate of dew. With light makeup and shining in the water, her slender clothes are standing upright and fluttering like a dance. The condensation disappeared several times, and the lake was filled with smoke and moon, and there was a small gull and heron.
Translation: You are like a hibiscus on a cactus, like you are in a copper dew tray. The water dripping from the flower is like crystal jade dew. The elegant makeup and the lake water reflect each other, you stand tall and graceful, and the hazy moonlight covers you with thin clothes. The breeze blows and you are dancing. In order to catch a glimpse of your beauty, I wandered and gazed. I have been here several times, intoxicated by the mist and moon shrouding the lake.
2. "Cactus" - Shu Ting
Original text of the work:
The boulders of Palermo have been heatedly kissed and baked into loose bread. . I also want to roast you like this, but you grow into a green jungle-like cactus, regardless of all obstacles.
I stretched out my hand to you, and the burrs on your fruit were pricked all over my fingers. As long as you feel sorry for me once. Cactus Cactus, since your fruit is not red because of me, why are you blocking my way with a smile.
3. "Walking Through Huayin"
Original text: Cangyao Taihua overlooks Xianjing, and the three peaks in the sky cannot be cut. The clouds are about to disperse in front of the Emperor Wu Temple, and the rain has begun to clear on the cactus. The river and mountains lie on the Qin Pass in the north, and the post road connects the Han Dynasty to the west. I'd like to ask the famous and wealthy people on the roadside why they should study here.
Translation: Looking down at Kyoto and Chang'an from the tall Huashan Mountain, the three peaks stretching into the sky are not artificially cut. The dark clouds in front of the Emperor Wu Temple are about to dissipate, and after the rain, the sky is clear and the Cactus Peak is green. The terrain of the rivers and mountains to the north of Qin Guan is so dangerous, and the post road passes through Chang'an and connects to the Han Dynasty in the west.
I would like to ask those people on the roadside who are pursuing fame and fortune, why don’t they come here to visit immortals, learn Taoism and seek immortality?
Extended information
The cactus is the weakest thing in the world. It is as delicate as water and loses its life at the slightest touch. God couldn't bear it and put a set of armor on her heart, which was as hard as iron and had hurtful steel thorns on it.
From then on, no one can see the heart of the cactus, and all creatures that come close to her will be dripping with blood. A long time later, a brave man wanted to eradicate this evil thing. When the sword came out and fell, the cactus turned into two halves, but there was green liquid in it.
It turned out that it was the sealed heart of the cactus. Because no one understood the loneliness inside, it turned into teardrops. So the flower language of cactus is - strong.
6. Poems praising cactus
Here are a few excerpts for you to choose from:
1. Tenacity·Cactus
Look , the water is buried in my palm
My thorns are like sand in the wind
They gather
As close as brothers to the moving sand dunes
< p> The camels have left the dayThe mysterious river floats like a dream
Look, the flames convey trembling
The golden silence remains as it always is
Showing the determination of the earth
I do not imagine things outside of myself
Nor am I obsessed with the distance of the ideal
My mission is
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2. Cactus
Run by Zhang Feng
Weak roots
Carrying the green slap< /p>
Braving smoke in the sun
Swinging in the wind and rain
Never giving in, never giving up
One year Four Seasons Green Resolute
Prickly Ugliness
I dare not shake hands with you in a friendly way
I can only keep you at a distance
There is a wave in my heart Ripples
Full of infinite praise for you
But because of your ugliness
the passion for love has cooled down in my eyes
Not afraid Wind, frost, snow and rain
It’s your pride
You don’t choose the east, west, north or south
It’s your generosity
You don’t choose the soil of poverty and wealth
It is your kindness
The flood drowns you
Without crutches, your chest is straight
The scorching sun scorches you
A drop of sweet rain is still green
Isn’t this exactly
The spirit of Greater China
The spirit of the nation
Children of China< /p>
Do you have the will and ideals in your heart?
3. A cactus
A cactus
On my desk
< p>Growing with humiliationIn a mud pot, where there is no water
As suffocating as the office of the unit
It has no intention of showing the gorgeous thorns
Just growing silently in the corner
Even if there is no water
Even if there are no eyes watching
The flowers and plants in the world are blooming in the world.
Fight for your own season
Or simply kneel down in the greenhouse
I don’t know about the weak bones
Just because you are beautiful His words
tied up the support of power
and sang proudly
without paying attention at all
The world is missing flowers from now on The original color
A cactus
On my desk
Aloof growth
In the face of adversity, the plant stubbornly stands firm True Colors
7. Are there any poems that can praise the cactus?
1. How can it be said that it has no clothes, and is dressed in light gauze, dancing on the stage? Yarn, dancing on the stage, dazzling me, making you feel numb. How can you say that you are naked, wearing curtains, dancing on the stage, dazzling my eyes, coveting you. How can I say that I have no clothes? I wear three o'clock, dance on the stage, dazzle my eyelids, and blush for you. How can I say that I have no clothes, but I am wearing silk threads, dancing on the stage, dazzling my green eyes, and I am speechless for you. Dazzle me and make you feel numb.
2. Although it is prickly, it is still loved by people, but it is not the same as others. Refuse to fight for the fragrance and beauty, and look fresh all over.
3. You have many thorns,
you are a
brave enemy of sand, gravel and dry wind.
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You are so firm,
with stone-like roots,
hold on tightly
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Metals in the Earth.
Moreover, you solemnly
raised your thorny
upright head...