1. Poems about Bamboo
Poems about Bamboo 1. Poems about Bamboo
Countless spring bamboo shoots grow in the forest, and the firewood gate blocks passers-by. . ——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. ——"Ode to Bamboo" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty
It is better to eat without meat than live without bamboo. ——Su Shi, Song Dynasty, "Yu Qianseng Luyunxuan"
Thousands of poles of good bamboo and greenery, a spoonful of water from the new spring. ——Lu You of the Song Dynasty
The origin of bamboo strength lacks Xiangtong, so it is difficult for painters to work even if they are skillful. ——Ming Dynasty. Xu Wei's "Wind Bamboo"
Thin leaves with sparse knots; they cannot be crushed by snow or broken by wind. ——Zheng Banqiao, Qing Dynasty, "Inscribed Bamboo Pictures"
After the rain, the dragon and its sun grow, and the phoenix tail shakes before the wind; the weak heart is rooted in solid foundation, and the sun sets the sky. ——Dai Xi, Qing Dynasty, "Inscription on Bamboo"
When the moon rises deep in the mountains, the bamboos are as beautiful as ever. ——Wang Mulan, Qing Dynasty, "Bamboo Moon in the Outer Mountain"
There are still swallows flying towards the bamboo-tiled house on the empty mountain. ——Fan Chengdaheng, Song Dynasty, "Two Wonders in Yangdao"
The bamboo forest at the stern of the boat covers the county and city, and the old people are still standing on their own in the sand. ——Fan Chengda of the Song Dynasty "A few miles from the Hejiang River and sent to Yang Shangqing and the Dukes"
The moss and bamboo are good, and there is no settlement in Pingpeng. ——Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty "Farewell to Wu Gorge and Give Forty Acres of Orchard to Brother Nanqing in Xiangxi"
The alder forest blocks the sun and wind, and the leaves of the caged bamboos and smoke droplets dew. ——Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty, "Tangcheng"
The green bamboo half contains the casing, and the new shoots have just emerged from the wall. ——"Bamboo" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty
This is the hometown of bamboo, and the valley is full of spring bamboo shoots. ——Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty, "Poetry of Eating Bamboo Shoots"
I especially love this gentleman. He scratches his fate and touches the sky. When Zi You arrives, I especially like his virtuous master. ——Pu Songling, Qing Dynasty, "Zhuli"
Guests often taste eight delicacies, which are as fragrant as the wild bamboo shoots in the mountains. ——"Ode to Bamboo" by Wu Changshuo of the Qing Dynasty
The green mountains are not relaxed, and the roots are still in the broken rocks. ——"Bamboo and Stone" by Zheng Banqiao of the Qing Dynasty
The blue broomsticks of the emperor and the tall green branches recall Cai Yong. "Chang Bamboo" by Chen Tao of the Tang Dynasty
There is no need to report peace, the high festival and clear breeze have been seen. "Bamboo and Stone" by Zheng Banqiao of the Qing Dynasty
A thin bamboo is used as a fishing rod on the river in the autumn wind. Zheng Banqiao of the Qing Dynasty "I tell you to return home and paint bamboos to say goodbye to the gentlemen and people of Weixian County"
Ask about the bamboo chopsticks diligently, and you will taste the sweet and bitter first. ——Ming Dynasty Chen Lianggui's "Ode to Bamboo"
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2. Ancient poems about bamboo
Bamboo has been the subject of poets and painters since ancient times. There are many verses about bamboo in ancient poetry: the earliest poetry collection "The Book of Songs" contains the sentence "Looking at the Qi'ao, the green bamboo is green"; Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty said: "The noise of the bamboo returns to the Huannu, and the lotus moves down the fishing boat" ; Bai Juyi's "The bamboos beside the pavilion are rustling, and the water below is gurgling" and so on.
Zheng Banqiao, one of the Eight Eccentrics of Yangzhou, painted a lot of bamboo paintings and wrote poems on them. He wrote a poem on the painting "Bamboo and Stone": "Stick to the green mountains and never relax. The roots are still in the broken rocks. After thousands of years of grinding, Ten thousand blows are still strong, no matter how wind blows from east to west, north or south." It means that people must have character. No matter what they do, without determination and perseverance, it will be difficult to establish themselves.
"On the banks of the Zhugong River, people compete with each other to compete with the King of Bamboo; bronze drums and wild songs compete for the sun; deep in the bamboo forest, they worship Saburo."
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Bamboo 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, 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 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-long dragon will appear, and I fear that the green mountains 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 to treat people with 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, you must go to see the bamboo, and you will never be angry when the guests arrive. ——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" After the rain, the dragon and sun grow, 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 Poems" Tang Wei Style Bamboo Bamboo, near the pond, looks like jade. The dew is quiet and the smoke is green.
It is better to change than to seize the opportunity, and to restrain oneself sincerely. Weiqu has a lot of varieties, but the Wang family doesn't see enough of it.
The fairy staff is frightening and transforming into a dragon, and beauty and truth should mature with the phoenix. Only worry is blowing the parting sound, looking back and dancing at the speed of the formation.
Lu You, Song Dynasty, Hsinchu, East Lake, carefully protects it by inserting thorns and robbing the fence, forming ripples reflected in the cold green. The cool breeze sweeps across the earth and autumn arrives first, and the red sun travels until noon.
I heard the rustling sound for the first time when I untied the basket, and saw the leaves for the first time when I put it down. I want to come here frequently when I'm not an official, and I still follow my instructions wherever I go.
Lu You of the Song Dynasty wrote two quatrains in "Guan Bamboo Playing in Yunxi". The air is covered with ice and frost, and there is more than enough strength. I see these immortals on the riverside. The coldness penetrates directly into people's muscles and bones, leaving no trace of dust at home.
The light and sound of bamboos on the stream are both suitable, and the bamboos become even more amazing when you walk to the bridge over the stream. Regardless of how thin the meat is, one can endure ten years of hunger behind closed doors.
Li He of the Tang Dynasty. New Bamboo Shoots in the North Garden of Changgu? Four Poems: The bamboo shoots fall on the long pole and the jade blooms. 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 the pond.
Take the green light to write Chu Ci, and add the fragrant spring powder to the 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, and at dawn the purple root of the vagina is unfamiliar. This year, on the spring river, flutes and pipes are playing with new bamboos.
The old bamboo shoots disturb the blue clouds, and the Maoling returns and laments its poverty. The wind whistles over thousands of acres, and a heavy branch of black wood falls into the wine bottle.
Painting inscribed by Zheng Banqiao of the Qing Dynasty. One bamboo, one orchid and one 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 inscribed by Zheng Banqiao of the Qing Dynasty I have a hundred thousand rods in my chest, and the ink drips from my flying movements. As a phoenix or a dragon, I ascend to the nine heavens, and see the fresh green dyed all over the clouds.
Qing Dynasty Zheng Banqiao inscribed a painting with a bamboo branch and a 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.
Zheng Banqiao, Qing Dynasty, Fence Bamboo. The green shade is like a wash. 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. 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 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 shatter into pieces. Qing Dynasty Qiu Fengjia's painting "Two Poems on Bamboo" "Stronging from the ground is indomitable, how powerful is the towering festival."
I have always been obsessed with observing things, only looking at the shadows of autumn. This king has great enlightenment today.
The wind and rain shook the sky, and dragons were lying on the empty mountains. Ming Dynasty Li Rihua Bamboo In the breeze, I lay on the bed beside the water and clouds. Not only the willows slept, but the bamboos also slept.
I bundled up ancient books as a pillow, and memorized the Yuandang chapter by heart in my dream. Zhu Zi of the Song Dynasty thanked Liu Zhong for sending the new bamboo shoots in the cold forest. He was delighted to see the white 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 eating meat. Song Dynasty Huang Tingjian's Bamboo 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. The Northern and Southern Dynasties Xie Tiao's Bamboo Poetry 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 hindered, but the yellow mouth is obtained.
4. Poems or inscriptions praising bamboo, about bamboo
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, 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 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-long dragon will appear, and I fear that the green mountains 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 to treat people with 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, you must go to see the bamboo, and you will never be angry when the guests arrive. ——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" After the rain, the dragon and sun grow, 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 Poems" Tang Wei Style Bamboo Bamboo, near the pond, looks like jade. The dew is quiet and the smoke is green.
It is better to change than to seize the opportunity, and to restrain oneself sincerely. Weiqu has a lot of varieties, but the Wang family doesn't see enough of it.
The fairy staff is frightening and transforming into a dragon, and beauty and truth should mature with the phoenix. Only worry is blowing the parting sound, looking back and dancing at the speed of the formation.
Lu You, Song Dynasty, Hsinchu, East Lake, carefully protects it by inserting thorns and robbing the fence, forming ripples reflected in the cold green.
The cool breeze sweeps across the earth and autumn arrives first, and the red sun travels until noon.
I heard the rustling sound for the first time when I untied the basket, and saw the leaves for the first time when I put it down. I want to come here frequently when I'm not an official, and I still follow my instructions wherever I go.
Lu You of the Song Dynasty wrote two quatrains in "Guan Bamboo Playing in Yunxi". The air is covered with ice and frost, and there is more than enough strength. I see these immortals on the riverside. The coldness penetrates directly into people's muscles and bones, leaving no trace of dust at home.
The light and sound of bamboos on the stream are both suitable, and the bamboos become even more amazing when you walk to the bridge over the stream. Regardless of how thin the meat is, one can endure ten years of hunger behind closed doors.
Li He of the Tang Dynasty. New Bamboo Shoots in the North Garden of Changgu? Four Poems: The bamboo shoots fall on the long pole and the jade blooms. 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 the pond.
Take the green light to write Chu Ci, and add the fragrant spring powder to the 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, and at dawn the purple root of the vagina is unfamiliar. This year, on the spring river, flutes and pipes are playing with new bamboos.
The old bamboo shoots disturb the blue clouds, and the Maoling returns and laments its poverty. The wind whistles over thousands of acres, and a heavy branch of black wood falls into the wine bottle.
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.
5. Poems about bamboo
Bamboo: Ode to Bamboo by Wen Tong of the Song Dynasty (I suddenly remembered that I cultivated bamboo in my hometown and wrote this poem). Ten thousand branches.
I have not been able to get a break from my career as an official, so this gentleman should be blamed for his late return. Excerpted from "132 Chinese Traditional Painters" Xiao Scene on the Spring River by Huichong of the Song Dynasty. There are two branches of peach blossoms outside the bamboo, a prophet of ducks in the warm water of the Spring River.
The ground is full of wilting wormwood and short reed buds, which is when puffer fish are about to come. Bamboo Shoots Wang Yuanzhi of the Song Dynasty Looking for miles alone in the spring border.
The rhinoceros and brocade are bursting into chaos. Tian Wen died and his friends dispersed.
Throw three tortoiseshell hairpins. Excerpted from "Selected Poems of Ode to Things" Xie Liu Zhongxing Hui Bamboo Shoots Zhu Zi of the Song Dynasty Who sent new bamboo shoots in the cold forest, I was happy to see the white and jagged bamboo shoots when I opened the dowry.
I know that you have made me sour and cold, but I am not like a feudal lord eating meat. Excerpted from "Selected Poems about Things" Bamboo by Li Jianxun of the Tang Dynasty The wind blows high on the windy branches on Qiongjie Festival, and the wind blows so hard that 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. Excerpted from "Selected Poems about Things", Tingzhu, Li Zhong, Tang Dynasty. Occasionally, it came from the mountain monastery and moved 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, Tang Dynasty·Zhenggu, is suitable for smoke, rain and wind. It brushes 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 and spring buds burst out, and the sedge that winds around the path is slightly sunny in summer.
The rogue apricot flower has many emotions, and several branches are clad in green, so they are compatible. Bamboo Tang·Weishi Bamboo, near the pond, looks like jade.
The dew is quiet and smoky green. It is better to change than to seize the knot, and to constrain one's sincerity.
Weiqu has many species, which the Wang family did not appreciate. The fairy staff is frightening and transforming into a dragon, and beauty and truth should mature with the phoenix.
Only worry plays the parting sound, looking back to drive the dance at the speed of the formation. Excerpted from "Ancient and Modern Chinese and Foreign Issues 21-30 Combined Edition" Looking for Mianzhu from Wei Xu, Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty. Hua Xuan arrived in his year, and Mianzhu was out of the county.
There is no such thing in front of the house on the river. Fortunately, it is green and caressed by the waves. Posted in Jiangwai Thatched Cottage by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty I am naturally wild and elegant, and want to escape nature.
He is fond of wine and wind bamboo, and his divination must be in the woods and springs. Two Wonders in Hengyang Road Fan Chengda, Song Dynasty: Black boils break through the fence, and colorful pigs burst out of the house and bloom.
There are still swallows flying in the bamboo and tile houses on the empty mountain. A few miles away from the Hejiang River, I sent it to the princes of Yang Shangqing. Fan Chengda of the Song Dynasty said that he was satisfied with the farewell, but he was speechless and shed tears.
The bamboo forest at the stern of the boat covers the county and city, and the old people are still standing on their own in Shatou. I will bid farewell to Wu Gorge and give 40 acres of orchard to Xiangxi brother Nanqing. Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty. The moss and bamboo are good, but there is no settlement in Pingpeng.
The eldest son traveled far away, and his hometown was separated from Linlu. Tang Cheng, Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty. The back of the hall is shaded by white grass, and the green river road overlooks the green suburbs.
The leaves of the alder forest block the sun and wind, and the bamboos and smoke drop from the bamboo shoots. Bamboo by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty The green bamboo is half-contained, 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, you will see Fuyun Chang. Poem of Eating Bamboo Shoots by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty This is a bamboo village, and the valley is full of bamboo shoots in spring; The mountain men collect the surplus bamboo shoots and bring them to the morning market.
Zhuli Qing Dynasty·Pu Songling I especially love this gentleman for his kindness. He scratches his fingers in the sky. When Zi You arrives at the right time, he is especially happy for his virtuous master. Excerpted from "Liao Zhai Poems" Ode to Bamboo by Wu Changshuo, Qing Dynasty Guests often taste eight delicacies, which are as fragrant as the wild bamboo shoots in the mountains.
After sending Yuandang, I will feel melancholy alone. When will I go back to see the new bamboo? 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.
Long Bamboo by Chen Tao of the Tang Dynasty The blue broom is the ancestor of Yajun, and the tall green branches recall Cai Yong. If you listen to the wind and rain in Nanyuan for a long time, you will be afraid that the scales and armor will grow like a dragon.
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. I tell you to return home and draw bamboo to bid farewell to the gentlemen and people of Wei County. Zheng Banqiao, Qing Dynasty. Throw away the black gauze and refuse to become an official. The bag is fluttering and my sleeves are cold. I write a thin bamboo and use it as a fishing rod on the river in the autumn wind.
Ode to Bamboo by Chen Lianggui of the Ming Dynasty. If you ask the bamboo chopsticks diligently, you will taste the sweetness and bitterness first; if you taste good to others, you will have no time to come and go. Excerpted from "Health News" 1989.7.1 Ode to Bamboo by Huang Tingjian of the Song Dynasty 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. Ode to Bamboo Wen Tong, Song Dynasty (I suddenly remembered the bamboo cultivation in my hometown and wrote this poem) The bamboo cultivation in my hometown surrounded the East River, occupying 10,000 branches in the water and soaking in the sand.
I have not been able to get a break from my career as an official, so this gentleman should be blamed for his late return. Excerpted from "132 Chinese Traditional Painters" Xiao Scene on the Spring River by Huichong of the Song Dynasty. There are two branches of peach blossoms outside the bamboo, a prophet of ducks in the warm water of the Spring River.
The ground is full of wilting wormwood and short reed buds, which is when puffer fish are about to come. Bamboo Shoots Wang Yuanzhi of the Song Dynasty Looking for miles alone in the spring border.
The rhinoceros and brocade are bursting into chaos. Tian Wen died and his friends dispersed.
Throw three tortoiseshell hairpins. Excerpted from "Selected Poems of Ode to Things" Xie Liu Zhongxing Hui Bamboo Shoots Zhu Zi of the Song Dynasty Who sent new bamboo shoots in the cold forest, I was happy to see the white and jagged bamboo shoots when I opened the dowry.
I know that you have made me sour and cold, but I am not like a feudal lord eating meat. Excerpted from "Selected Poems about Things" Bamboo by Li Jianxun of the Tang Dynasty The wind blows high on the windy branches on Qiongjie Festival, and the wind blows so hard that 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. Excerpted from "Selected Poems about Things", Tingzhu, Li Zhong, Tang Dynasty. Occasionally, it came from the mountain monastery and moved 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, Tang Dynasty·Zhenggu, is suitable for smoke, rain and wind. It brushes 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 and spring buds burst out, and the sedge that winds around the path is slightly sunny in summer.
The rogue apricot flower has many emotions, and several branches are clad in green, so they are compatible. Bamboo Tang·Weishi Bamboo, near the pond, looks like jade.
The dew is quiet and smoky green. It is better to change than to seize the knot, and to constrain one's sincerity.
Weiqu has many species, which the Wang family did not appreciate. The fairy staff is frightening and transforming into a dragon, and beauty and truth should mature with the phoenix.
Only worry plays the parting sound, looking back to drive the dance at the speed of the formation. Excerpted from "Ancient and Modern Chinese and Foreign Issues 21-30 Combined Edition" Looking for Mianzhu from Wei Xu, Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty. Hua Xuan arrived in his year, and Mianzhu was out of the county.
There is no such thing in front of the house on the river. Fortunately, it is green and caressed by the waves. Posted in Jiangwai Thatched Cottage by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty I am naturally wild and elegant, and want to escape nature.
He is fond of wine and wind bamboo, and his divination must be in the woods and springs. Two Wonders in Hengyang Road Fan Chengda, Song Dynasty: Black boils break through the fence, and colorful pigs burst out of the house and bloom.
There are still swallows flying in the bamboo and tile houses on the empty mountain. A few miles away from the Hejiang River, I sent it to the princes of Yang Shangqing. Fan Chengda of the Song Dynasty said that he was satisfied with the farewell, but he was speechless and shed tears.
The bamboo forest at the stern of the boat covers the county and city, and the old people are still standing on their own in Shatou. I will bid farewell to Wu Gorge and give 40 acres of orchard to Xiangxi brother Nanqing. Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty. The moss and bamboo are good, but there is no settlement in Pingpeng.
The eldest son traveled far away, and his hometown was separated from Linlu. Tang Cheng, Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty. The back of the hall is shaded by white grass, and the green river road overlooks the green suburbs.
The leaves of the alder forest block the sun and wind, and the bamboos and smoke drop from the bamboo shoots. Bamboo by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty The green bamboo is half-contained, 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, you will see Fuyun Chang. Poem of Eating Bamboo Shoots by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty This is a bamboo village, and the valley is full of bamboo shoots in spring; The mountain men collect the surplus bamboo shoots and bring them to the morning market.
Zhuli Qing Dynasty·Pu Songling I especially love this gentleman for his kindness. He scratches his fingers in the sky. When Zi You arrives at the right time, he is especially happy for his virtuous master. Excerpted from "Collection of Liaozhai Poems" Ode to Bamboo by Wu Changshuo of the Qing Dynasty. Visitors often taste eight delicacies, including Shanjia's.
6. Poems about Bamboo
The green bamboo half contains the casing, and the new shoots are just emerging from the wall.
The rain washes the flowers clean, and the wind blows the fragrance. ——Tang Dynasty. Du Fu's "Ode to Bamboo" Courtyard Bamboo by Liu Yuxi The knots of lead and powder 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. Yan Zheng's Mansion and the Bamboo Ode by Du Fu The green bamboos are half-contained, and the new shoots are just emerging from the wall.
The color invades the book at night, 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. 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.
Hsinchu Han Yu Bamboo shoots are added to the south steps, and they become clear 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 stares 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?
Wang Anshi. Song Dynasty (1021-1086). The courtesy name is Jiefu, a native of Banshan, Linchuan, Jiangxi.
The second rhyme of Zhang Ziye Zhulin Temple is two of two. The south of Jingxian City is hidden in the deep reflection, and the Zen forest is reached by the sound of two cows. The wind and spring hit the mourning jade across the room, and the bamboo and moon edges were covered with broken gold.
Bamboo In the Bamboo, the thatched grass is leaning against the stone roots, and the sparse bamboo stems can be seen in Qiancun. No one comes to sleep all day long, and the spring breeze sweeps the door.
He Gengtian presented one of the four poems with a bamboo crown. The bamboo root beads are better than the bamboo skin crown. If you want to wear it, you must first shorten the hair shaft. To make the bamboo forest have a clear view, don't hold a square hat to keep out the wind and cold.
He and Geng Tian presented two of the four poems with a bamboo crown. Nothing can compare to this crown. The bamboo skin is soft, crisp and dry. The old friend looked at the robe so fondly, how could he feel pity for Fan Shuhan?
He and Geng Tian presented three of the four poems to each other with a bamboo crown. Yurun Mingxin believed in the good crown, but he used the wrong force to dig out the fresh lines. Don't forget that your kindness will always come to you, so that the happy alliance will never end.
He and Geng Tian presented four of the four poems with a bamboo crown. The crown work was new and the sandalwood was broken, and the mist rolled and the clouds steamed for a long time. The relics of the forest truly claim to be true, so why should Diao Nuan be matched with Jin Han?
Bamboo window There are two or three red amaranths in the bamboo window, and the mountain scenery is far away from the water gate. I am the only one who knows the path under the wall and can mark the moss marks on the teeth of clogs.
The Jun Pavilion in Huazangyuan chants bamboo. The four poets are sitting in the cold. How long will the lingering shadow last? People pity straight people who are born thin, and they are expected to become more mature 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 hate to take the root of the plant, but I want to beg for mercy and learn from the phoenix.
Second rhyme Zhangzi Yezhu Temple The wind and spring collide with the mourning jade, and the bamboo and moon edge are covered with broken gold on the steps. Yang Wanli, Song Dynasty (1127-1206).
Tingxiu, Chengzhai. A native of Jishui, Jiangxi.
Song of Bamboo, Frost Festival. Cultivation of jade and snow body.
There is no text to write about. The moon itself conveys the spirit.
Crossing the single bamboo swamp path, there are trees and bamboos. Recruit each other as Maolin.
There is no wind and green cold. In the evening, it starts to be overcast.
Look at the bamboo shoots. The bamboo shoots are like vines competing to grow. Bamboo is like barbarians, but Qi is pure.
I just love brocade and bamboo all over the ground. Suddenly there are two or three stems in the dark forest.
Bamboo Forest Cherish the bamboo forest that people love. Weaving fences to protect the cold green.
It is known that the nature of bamboo is not thin. It is necessary to go through the fence and live outside the fence.
Notes on Zhang Dingsou’s experience of boiling bamboo shoots. The bamboo shoots in Jiangxi Province are not yet pointed. The soil paste in the snow nourishes the new sweetness.
Sir, there is no other way to cook a pan. Ding Ning should not use fermented wine and salt.
The green spring at the foot of the rock must be drawn up. Make honey juice from frost roots.
Hanya chewed the sound of ice jade. Yuli still absorbs the moonlight.
Xie Tang Deming Hui Bamboo Bamboo shoots. Experts love bamboo shoots as much as they love jade. If you can't bear to eat, you need to add more bamboo.
Why send ten more generations to come? Dim eyes are opened for him.
Boiled Bamboo Shoots Jinling bamboo shoots are as hard as stone. The stone still has marrow and is inferior to the bamboo shoot.
Diannan City is full of bamboo shoots. The taste of bamboo shoots is clear and crispy.
Bring the rain and cook it with you. It contains the new nectar of mulberry pulp.
It can be steamed, cooked or cooked, and the sound of water and snow is heard around the teeth. There is no need to curse the bamboo shoots to make them into bamboos. Eat bamboo shoots every time and don’t eat meat.
None of them eat bamboo shoots. The title of the play is that the dragon and grandson Wei, the ancestor of bamboo, lived on the top. Provided for more than half a year.
The colorful spring in colorful clothes is priceless. The jade version talks about Zen Buddhism and I don’t know.
Bamboo branch poem The short fence is broken. The mud must be brought with water.
Eating bamboo shoots and ferns for the first time. The Legend of Feng Cooking Dragon Shilang. I have no chance of ape lips and bear paws.
Only on Bamboo Shoots and Fern Cup Plate Day. It is the precious paradise of mountains and forests.
The bamboo forest in front of the water pavilion in Jiangdian, Shilitang, I saw this gentleman. A deserted village is not a village.
The setting sun and the pen. The soul of Qiaoziyou.
Ouyang Xiu. Song Dynasty (1009-1072). Drunkard.
People from Jishui, Jiangxi. In the late autumn, the green bamboos are condensed. The sparseness of the bamboos makes me happy, but the loneliness hurts the orchids.
Congju is affectionate. Youfang comforts Gujie.
Bamboo Pavilion The birds chirping among the bamboos. The sun and the evening are ringing.
Fish in the water. In and out algae and duckweed.
Water, bamboo, fish and bird house. Who is it?
Weng Lai has no carriage or horse. Not to be confused with Danyi.
The Ministry of Punishment looks at Zhujiao Mengjiao's body and the beautiful and beautiful figure. How fast is it falling apart?
The color of bamboo represents the virtue of a gentleman. Yiyihan is greener.
Duoming Garden in the Capital. Chariots and horses galloped.
When the spring breeze is red and purple. See this green jade.
Messy and bursting with moss. Xiaoshu Fuhua House.
Sensenriyingxian. Zhuozuo business is sufficient.
Fortunately, I received the clear reward. I would rather recommend Fang Ji.
At dusk people go to lock the empty corridor. The moon shines brightly on the branches, and birds lodge in spring.
In early autumn, drink with plum blossoms in the bamboo forest of Puming Temple. The wild water is clear among the bamboos, and the autumn mountain wine is green. This song of jealousy when sending off a son will cause trees to fall in Huainan.
The green bamboos are lush after the rain in my spare time, and I love you day and night. Beautiful birds and green trees are like kissing a sitting person.
The nectar on the bamboo branches is on the top of the two bamboo branches, and the nectar hangs between the leaves. There is spiritual fluid in the vegetation, and the yin and yang condense into time.
It is often found in deep mountains and poor valleys. Fortunately, I am a member of Junzixuan, so I can be known to everyone.
Everything is astonishing. Both the dark and the obvious have their own advantages. They can be used to chat to help singing, and they can also be used to drink from children.
As a gift, I gave him a green stone pillow from Duanxi and a bamboo basket from Qizhou. Duanxi carved out the shape of the missing moon, and Qizhou woven it into a double water pattern. Hu'er puts his pillow on his pillow and spreads out his square basket. The sky is cloudless at noon in the red sun.
Yellow glazed light, green jade, crystal clear, cold, smooth and dust-free. I recall that I spent a lot of time in Kaifeng yesterday, begging repeatedly for the remains to be dust-free.
The sage took pity on Minister Min and realized that the decline and illness were not just a pretense. It is still like a sin to be denied.
Granted relocation and return to the old position. Selecting materials that cannot be used at the moment, seeing benefits but having no shame but just trying to get them.
As soon as he lived in the south of the city from his house, Zhang Zhongtong showed his ink bamboo heirs a few poles of green sketching silk, and sent them to my father-in-law Qi to accompany him when he was lonely. Even if there is no snow or frost, it will always be cold, even if there is no wind or rain, it will be rustling.
I am sincere and sincere in my heart, but I am gradually failing to repay Qiong Yao. Drinking in Liu's Bamboo Forest, Chunrong suddenly felt satisfied.
Summer leaves change for the first time. The wilderness is so deep.
Sweep the green shade to clear the day. Thousands of poles have reached their peak.
How rich is a thousand acres? Thunder and wild whip.
The foggy Shuwen Township. Xie Tixing Zhang, a doctor, sent a bamboo stick with a jade light that moistened the rotten spots on the brocade.
The frost and snow become stronger with each passing knot. Cherish the gifts given by old friends.
Supporting the sick and dying.