Poems about Southern Tianzhu 1. Poems praising Nantianzhu
Zhu Yong
Song wentong
(It suddenly occurred to me that I had made this poem by repairing bamboo in my hometown)
Bamboo was built around Dongxi in the old garden, accounting for ten thousand pieces of water and sand.
I didn't get it when I took the official road. This gentleman should be blamed for coming back late.
A kind of bamboo
Tang jianxun
Joan's day was full of wind, and she forgot to go back for sex.
The most pitiful rustle in the sunset is covered with flowers and shadows.
Excerpts from poems about things.
jasmine
Tang Lizhong
Occasionally, I moved from a monastery on the mountain to build bricks.
The fine wind rises all day long, and birds sometimes come.
Screen the moon to draw poems, cage cigarettes with wine glasses.
The south window sleeps lightly, and the wind and rain sprinkle lightly.
2. Describe Zhu Lan's poems
1, plum has no snow and no spirit, and snow has no plum custom. Sunset poems are snowy all day, and it smells good with Mei.
2, Tilan condenses summer cream, and the shore chrysanthemum shines in the morning. Laugh with dew, and the wind is light and fragrant.
3, three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo, Chunjiang Duck Prophet.
4. Insist that the green hills are not relaxed, and the roots are breaking the rocks. They are still strong after many trials and tribulations, east and west, north and south.
5, one hectare contains autumn green, and the forest air is100,000 poles. The air blows through Zhu Xia, and the sound sweeps across the blue sky. Topic bamboo
6. Unique East Building with many bamboos around it. Wanji, white powder sealed sapphire. Bamboo in the east building
7. Jerry's ancestors went to shine on you, and Cai Yong was remembered for its green and tall branches. After listening to the stormy night in Nanyuan for a long time, I am afraid that the scales will become dragons.
8. See the rattan and bamboo immediately, and smell the lotus in the pond.
9. At the edge of the bamboo fence in the thatched cottage, birds crow at night. A faint fragrance wafts around, making it difficult to stop worrying. good news
10, the wind sends out fragrance, and the birds peep at the east of the plain.
1 1, who can have a heart-to-heart talk in the ravine and find the spring spectrum to recognize Juan? I want to be a little green men, Jian Yao, and I want to write about a turtle and a fish going to heaven. Eleven Bamboo Poems and Ten Bamboo Poems
12, after the rain, the dragon sees the head but the tail, and the phoenix tail shakes before the wind. Guilt is deeply rooted, which means the sun will shine. Painted bamboo
13. In autumn, Baisha Pavilion presented Xu Hun with Frosted Bamboo Tang, which is rich in cuisines and different in Hunan and China. 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.
14, in the early Shang dynasty, the wine was drunk and the plum blossom was half contained. After the melancholy palace spring went away, a branch floated in the south of the Yangtze River.
15, I know it suddenly snowed at night, and I heard the sound of bamboo folding.
3. Describe Zhu Lan's poems
The new hairpin of Hsinchu Yuanzhen is the only solution, and the cool color is in full bloom.
Ran Ran floating coagulate powder, rustling gradually attracted the wind. It's sunny and rainy, but it's sparse.
Only Tuan Tuan Festival, faithful size. The newly planted bamboo white house is easy to make the city uncomfortable, and the grass grows behind closed doors.
How to entertain the wild and plant more than 100 bamboos. Seeing this exciting color reminds me of my feelings in the mountains.
Sometimes in my spare time, I will walk around the fence all day. Don't say that the roots are not strong, and don't say that the yin is not successful.
I already feel that there is more than one clear sign in the yard. I love leaning against the window and the sound of autumn wind branches.
Enjoy people playing with bamboo and snow after rain. When it rains in the south, it is a snow and frost gesture. All kinds of people are also in fog, modest and self-sustaining.
Drunk with Jinxian, sad with flying early. You can enjoy it when you are old, and you will be amazing when you are young.
Qi Yiling lived in seclusion, and Li Sheyin and Guo Yishan were deep all the way. I have never been addicted to many things, and I have worked hard to move my family to Tingzhu, a bamboo forest, to pick flowers. This gentleman is even cleaner in the cold and green.
In summer, I am bored around, and there is a breeze to borrow from my neighbors. Zhu Song, Qi Xiujian, outstanding, clumsy words refused to cluster.
There is a straight day, but there is no empty heart. I love planting bamboo Zhai Sima Guang, and I also borrow Zhai to plant bamboo.
One day is indispensable, and chic is always in sight. The snow and frost confessed, and Ke Ye did not change his mind.
Better than Shi Jilun, coral is full of golden valley. In Huazang Academy, four pavilions sing bamboo and Wang Anshi, lingering shadows.
People are thin when they are born with compassion, and even more rigid when they are old. I once shared the rain and dew with Artemisia selengensis, and finally sought the frost with pine and cypress.
I'm tired of plants that take root and sprout. I want to ask Linglun to learn from Phoenix. Zhu Jin Green Peach Qujiang has bamboo, the color is dark yellow, and people in the village look at Zhu Jin.
Xiuzhu is lovely and in a golden situation. Heaven and earth are in harmony, and frost and snow are strong.
Coriolus versicolor has a knot, and chestnut jade is planted into a forest. Looking back at Weichuan, the mountains are surrounded by greenery.
Bamboo Xuan Shen Liao ancients loved to repair bamboo, and they were chic in Youxuan. Strong sense of rhythm, clear and not vulgar voice.
The spring war is trivial, and the autumn wind shakes dry. Who knows Wei Chuanfu, a thousand acres can be crowned.
Zhu Yong Wei Xiang, this gentleman is firm and natural. How can he know that the demon flowers dominate the porch, the light frost does not fall, and the jade is flawless. If you don't grow in spring, there will be many branches and leaves. Where there is land, there are big roots. Whoever recommends cutting the sound in the Qing Palace will surely get Jia Mu.
Singing bamboo is the same as bamboo and bamboo. Sen cold, clean green.
By the Xiangjiang River, Wei Shui Qu. Curtain green brocade, spear jade.
With an open mind, different plants and trees are more energetic than any wood. Turn the dragon stick into the fairy valley and call the phoenix to sing the holy valley.
Yuee towel net, wind girl Su. Drinking in the forest breaks the shadow and shakes the gold, and playing chess on the stone clears the shade.
Dr. Qu drove the pepper orchid away, and Mr. Tao came back to find Songju. If the random movement is invincible to you, the natural and unrestrained posture is immoral to the servant.
Su Shi, a hermit, can make food without meat, and can't live without bamboo. No meat makes people thin, no bamboo makes people vulgar.
People are thin and fat, but most people are incurable. When people laugh at this, they are stupid.
If you are still munching on this, there are Yangzhou cranes in the world. There are three bamboo poles in front of the window, and the wind blows all over the yard.
Always in front of you, don't be tired of it, but it should be difficult to turn it into a dragon. No matter who says you are poor, use bamboo.
Yinggu has thousands of shots and never had a song. Huang Tingjian, who grows bamboo with his teacher Hou, is hiding in this city. This gentleman is a true friend.
When the roots are gone, bamboo shoots are made. The painting dragon Gepi left and the wind blew.
The grass is barren and three paths are broken. See you at the end of the year. Planting a Bamboo Pavilion Fan Chengda sweeps and publicizes this gentleman, and the green dust gives birth to smoke under the moon.
He is full of leaves and breeze. Don't forget that this year, the secluded grass happened in the dark stone by the curtilage people Hsinchu, Zhu and Chunlei. I planted Phyllostachys pubescens, which has sprouted.
Sitting in the secluded forest and enjoying it, there is no sense of vulgarity. The land tour is covered with frost, and this column of immortals can be seen by the river.
The cold goes straight into the bones, and there is no dust to live in. The light of the stream and the color of bamboo are all right, so it is even more strange to walk to the bridge.
In this respect, you can starve for ten years behind closed doors without being thin. Planting Bamboo Before Liu Kezhuang settled down, planting bamboo was a shade of love.
I can't be stingy for a day, but I can't count a few strokes. Poetry is added between windows, and Guo moves out to pay for it.
Laugh where next year, the wind blows. Gong Ping, Fu Sen, Yu Xuan and Meng Zong all borrowed houses from the ancients to plant bamboo. It seems that their curiosity is not enough.
Gao Zhai heard that there were thousands of posts, and he was sitting opposite Hu Aishan drinking autumn green. There is nothing wrong with being idle as an official. There is meat in wine.
He barks at your door, and the high pillow and low bed can accommodate me. The title of a word shows that Shang, Li Junmin, is clever, can cure the customs, and has a crush on him.
I would rather bear this than the injustice of the dragon. Guo Changqian, a bamboo bush in Yi Teachers College, moved to the west altar, with a slim figure of more than ten poles.
You must not lose the old cypress if you win the law, but you must gain the orchid if you take root. Although there is no spring scenery, I promise it will be cold.
The flowers are scattered, please come and have a look. Hao, the title county, now the gentleman Xuanmao Ruiqing Guilin has a new surname, which is adjacent to Wan Zhuqing.
Don't send Wei Feng's cigarettes. I have reached the frost hole in my heart, but I don't know what to do.
From then on, the porch back glows, tender and fragrant. On the tall bamboo near the water, there is a gathering on the tall bamboo near the water, and the flowers are in the shade.
Being a virgin is a gentleman's heart. Chunyang didn't cut her own throat. It was already exposed.
ChristianRandPhillips used to play her musical instrument, and she looked down at Cang Wucen. Cold bamboo article Fu Ruojin cold bamboo flows, and the stone grows with it.
Because the land is thick, the scenery is sprinkled in spring, and the branches and leaves are brilliant. And Zifang's age worries me every time.
4. Zhu's poems
"Ji Ya Cai Mei Cynthia Chrysanthemum Four Sketches": "The study is bright, and those who choose plum, bamboo, orchid and chrysanthemum alone can cleanse people's dirty intestines and make their bones bright with their elegance and elegance."
Chinese plum
Ice makes bones and snow makes souls.
Heaven is immortal and stands out from the crowd.
I am crazy. I am cold and fragrant in winter.
One night, the spring breeze was bright and seamless.
Chinese plum
When is a piece of ice and snow red?
Bright and sparse can also look down on the sky.
Leng Xiang drifted into the distance.
The fairy in the flower lives up to its reputation.
Chinese plum
In winter, the cold will definitely penetrate Nanliang.
Su Jie is red and strong all over.
The world gave me three praises.
I give the world a stick of incense.
Chinese plum
Ice makes bones and snow makes souls.
Heaven is immortal and stands out from the crowd.
I am crazy. I am cold and fragrant in winter.
One night, the spring breeze was bright and seamless.
chrysanthemum
Don't argue with many English people about what is needed.
Charming and refined.
Frost-soaked wind dyed poetic rhyme
Who is the best in the world?
chrysanthemum
Qing Wen Hui's several ointment deliveries.
Who can you be beautiful for?
The true gentleman in Tao Gong's works
Call the autumn wind to accompany you
orchid
Ben is in a smoky valley.
I wonder when the earth will come.
Who does everyone love most?
Several common inking meters
orchid
Living alone in the mountains, laughing at the ups and downs.
Only the fragrance came across the ridge.
Elegant, does not change color.
Only for this gentleman.
A kind of bamboo
The world is lush and unstoppable.
There is a difference between noise and rain.
A place where literati and poets write.
Only Zhu Jun is the most restrained.
A kind of bamboo
Be green and fresh.
Behind the ridge, in front of the stream is a shadow.
Mo Dao Gao Jie has no rhyme.
The father who sells wine has a gentleman.
Qinyuan chunmei
Cang Ai Yu Yu Xue Wang Yinfeng Duan Gao Ling
Smile a little red rhyme.
Sweet soul, likes to complain about erotic shadows and hide feelings.
Pride, surprise, anger and charm have long been blowing in the wind.
Easy to step on the clouds
Look back at the moonlight, like water, and the new taste is surging.
The world is like wormwood, and you can choose from all kinds of customs.
Sigh that peonies are only rich.
Rhododendron roses are too enchanting.
Deep valleys, clouds, haze, orchids, grass, green, soft, too delicate.
Feed jade, winter decorates spring with soul, and the warmth disappears.
Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely. -Tao Yuanming's fifth day of drinking.
Please come here to see chrysanthemums when the ninth festival comes. -Meng Haoran's "Passing the Old Village"
The chrysanthemum near the fence has not been seen in autumn. -Jiao Ran is not looking for Lu Hongxian at home.
It's not that chrysanthemums are favored among flowers, but that this flower is even more flowerless. -Yuan Zhen's Chrysanthemum
The threshold chrysanthemum worries about smoke and tears. -Yan Shu's "Butterfly Lovers, Sills, Chrysanthemums, Sorrow, Smoke, Blue Tears and Dewdrops"
Cong Ju shed tears the other day. She was alone in the boat. -Du Fu's "Eight Poems of Autumn Prosperity"
5. Praise Zhu Lan's poems.
Singing bamboo: bamboo stone
Zheng Qing Banqiao
Insisting on the castle peak is not relaxed, and it is fundamentally in the broken rock;
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.
Yonglan:
Wu Jiaji's quatrains on March 3rd.
The bow of the boat rained like silk last night, and the orchids in my pot were in full bloom, and all flowers were fighting for the day. It's time for tourists to go home.
Zhu Yizun's "Mrs. Gu Painting Orchids"
Brothel people went to the pen bed empty, and Xizhou thanked them. There is also the color of Qinhuai Cao Fang, and the lights are evenly dyed with sunset red.
Wang Fengnv painted orchids.
Beggars get the beauty described by poets, and Yaochi is clear and beautiful. As soon as I say nothing from a weak point of view, Yaya's proposal is pitiful.
Shi Tao's cymbidium
The root has left the dust, so there is no poem, and poetry gives loneliness. Who has used a thousand sticks of incense? When the ink is spilled in the pool, it will be relieved.
6. Praise Zhu Lan's poems.
First, write a poem about orchids:
Cymbidium plicatum
Zheng Banqiao's paintings of the spring breeze in the Qing Dynasty are worthless.
Birds in the rising sun forest in the mountains bring out acacia in February.
Dingshanmiao town
Zheng Qing Banqiao
Being on the top of Qian Shan, the rock is deep and deep, with strong fragrance.
If there are no idle clouds under your feet, you will not know each other.
Alpine orchid
Zheng Qing Banqiao
Eternal peace is this flower, not asking for Wen Da, but asking for haze.
Pick firewood or fear the road, but also take a mountain to build.
Title painting orchids
Zheng Qing Banqiao
At the top of Qian Shan, the rocks are deep and thick.
Unless there is no cloud under your feet, you won't know each other.
Second, write bamboo poems:
Shuangjun pavilion
Song sushi
Xie Zuo's new wife overreached, and Shan Juan's attitude was cold for many years.
If you want to see the meaning of first frost, you must wait until the autumn wind falls.
Yu Qian monk Lu Junxuan
Song sushi
It is better to eat without meat than to live without bamboo. Without meat, people are thin, without bamboo, people are fat and vulgar.
Hui Chong Chunjiang Night Scene
Song sushi
There are three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo.
Spring river plumbing duck prophet.
Artemisia selengensis has short buds all over the ground, which is the time when puffer fish want to fuck.
Beichuan Zhushi
Tang Bai Juyi is full of rustling stones and bamboos.
If you have feelings for me, you still can't get enough of it.
Under the north window, near Xitang Canal.
The wind is clear and the moss and rain are slightly green. If you have a wife, you will be old, and if you have no children, you will be alone.
Open the window at night, and the canal will accompany you.
Bamboo on another bridge
Tang Bai Juyi
If you don't follow the rules when crossing the bridge, you may get hurt.
I want to be ashamed of my lack of love. If I don't teach you, I will be like Gan Tang.
7. Poems praising Lanzhuju
In autumn, bushes surround the house like Taoist priests. It is said that the fence is getting more and more inclined. It's not that chrysanthemums are favored among flowers, but that this flower is even more flowerless. (Yuan Zhen's Chrysanthemum)
The west wind is rustling all over the courtyard, and cold butterflies are hard to come by. If I were Di Qing next year, I would report to Taohua. (Huang Chao's "Singing Chrysanthemum")
The fragrant people shook off their unique myths and occupied the scenery of the small garden. "Mottled shadows hang obliquely on the clear shallow water, and their fragrance spreads peacefully in the moonlight dusk."
Cold birds want to fly, first glimpse plum blossoms; Butterflies will be enchanting if they know the beauty of plum blossoms. Fortunately, there are micro-songs to compare, and there is no need for sandalwood golden jars. (Lin Bu's Xiao Mei in the Mountain Garden)
There are some plums in the corner, and cold ling opens them alone. I knew from a distance that it wasn't snow, because there was a smell coming. (Wang Anshi's Plum Blossom)
For the sake of spring, Xue Mei refused to surrender, and the poet put down his manuscript fee to comment on this chapter. The snow in Mei Xu Xun is three points white, but the snow has lost a kind of plum fragrance. (Lu Meipo "Xue Mei")
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. (Bamboo Stone in Zheng Banqiao)
"Mottled shadows hang obliquely on the clear shallow water, and their fragrance spreads peacefully in the moonlight dusk."