I leaned alone in the dense bamboo, playing the piano and humming a song. -Wang Wei's bamboo house
Bamboo branches, bamboo branches, tears of acacia sustenance. -Liu Yuxi's "Xiaoxiang God Spotted Bamboo Branches"
What night is there no moonlight? Where is there no bamboo and cypress? It's just the lack of free people like us. -Su Shi's Night Tour in Chengtian Temple/Chengtian Night Tour
The mountain and the sky are connected into clouds, and the afterglow of the sunset can be seen from the cracks in the bamboo forest. -wujun's Miscellaneous Poems in the Mountains
Gai Chaifei, thank him for accompanying me to my cold study. -Shen Zijin's Jade Furong Rain Window Xiao Yong
With the silence of the diaphragm for a long time, the sound of bamboo is still like a new moon. -Li Yu's Yu Meiren, the wind returns to the yard, and the courtyard is lush.
Our single lamp shines through cold and wet, wet bamboo and dark floating smoke. -Si Kongshu's "Yunyang Inn Don't Shen Han"