Mount Jiuyi went up to Bai Yunfei, and Di Zi rode under the wind. A thousand tears fell from the bamboos, and a hundred thousand flowers were covered with rosy clouds.
The waves in Dongting Lake poured with snow, and the people of Long Island sang songs and poems. I wanted to dream of it, and the land of Furong was full of sunshine.
Chu Chu's branches are resistant to severe frost. In the spring breeze of Zhaosu, bamboo shoots are even more busy to be unearthed.
Title Bamboo-* * * 1963
Lingyun's painting with colored pens is full of thoughts, and he is my teacher with an open mind. Life is precious with a plan in mind, and when it stands a difficult test.
Chanting bamboo-Fang Zhimin
The snow is pressing the bamboo head low, and the desire to touch the mud is low. After a round of red sun, it is still in harmony with the sky.
Bamboo (inscribed poem) stands in front of Deng Tuo
, but it likes to grow for many years, and the most important thing is to be humble and stay strong, and never know the cold after the storm. The sea rises out of the mountains.
Bamboo is green and plum blossom is red, and it moves to the west and east, striving for the last five minutes, and a hundred flowers are laughing and waiting for three winters.
Preface to Xiaoxiang Bamboo Poetry-Xiong Wenyu April 1991
Huaxia bamboo culture, which has lasted for five thousand years, is connected with bamboo everywhere.
Poetry, calligraphy and painting volumes, volumes. The seven sages of the bamboo forest. Dongpo has three unique skills, and Banqiao is more advanced.
Ling Yunzhi is upright, empty-minded and not selfish. The leaves are gloomy and swaying, and they will not wither after winter.
The wind is more natural and unrestrained, and the bright festival is beneficial to toughness. He has inherited the bamboo style and studied bamboo for decades.
He has collected poems and paintings in his spare time, and compiled more than ten thousand words. He has spread the bamboo culture. With electric bamboo poems.
My friend Liang Tiejun painted bamboo (Qing Dynasty). Kang Youwei
Born in Lingyun Festival, he was still swaying. The north wind was always cold, and the autumn air was inseparable.
The disorderly leaves were still strong, but the soft branches were not blown. It was only annoying to write and write, and the portrayal was particularly dripping.
Preface to bamboo poems-Zhou Fangchun's New Year's Day in 1991 < It has a long history of thousands of years.
Poetry is like a tidal wave, so I can't read it carefully. I have browsed more than ten thousand volumes and compiled more than ten thousand words.
Those who write bamboo in ancient and modern times often learn bamboo style. Modesty is the nature, and high morality is precious for life.
The wind pole is not bent, and the skin is cleaner in heavy rain. Cool department produces clear shade, and the cold keeps green color.
Bamboo and silk remain in the history, and bamboo arrows remain. The bamboo forest was completely destroyed.
I made up bamboo poems and dedicated them to readers. I advised you to cherish bamboo and carry forward its style.
"Singing bamboo with water"-Qian Zhangming
A well-knit bone is a strong one, but he has no intention to end it. After several storms, he would rather bend than bend.
He is still green all the year round, and he does not compete with the crowd and looks forward to the green. If you don't plan for success, your scales will spread all over the world. You are born for yourself, but you just want to give yourself.
Bamboo (philosophical poetry)
In the soil, collect the language of struggle. You can't hold back, open your eyes to the earth. You are both modest and euphemistic. Make a summary and continue to stretch upward. A green cloud, Talk with the sun about the ideal.
—— Excerpted from Shaanxi Science and Technology News
Chanting Bamboo-Song Wentong —— (I suddenly recalled that bamboo was built in my hometown because I wrote this poem)
Bamboo was built in my hometown around Dongxi, accounting for 1, pieces of flooded sand. I took an official trip, but I didn't get it. This gentleman should be blamed for coming back late.
Excerpted from 132 China painters. Duck Prophet, the spring water is warm. Artemisia sphaerocephala has short reed buds all over the ground, which is just when the puffer fish wants to go up.
Bamboo shoots-Song Wang Yuanzhi
I searched for spring beds alone for several miles, and the rhinoceros was in a state of chaos. Tian Wen died and his guests and friends were scattered. I threw three hawksbill.
From Ode to Things. It's not a meat-eating posture.
It's from Selected Poems about Things
Bamboo-Tang Li Jianxun
The Qiongjie Festival is full of old branches, and I forget to return when I'm in love. Under the setting sun, the flowers and shadows are full of clothes.
It's from Selected Poems about Things
Ting Chu-Tang Li Zhong
. Smoke accompanied by wine glasses. Sleeping lightly in the south window, the sound of wind and rain in Xiao Sa.
Bamboo-Tang Zheng Gu
It is suitable for smoke, rain and wind, and it is loose again and again when it is brushed with water. I moved Xiao Sao from the distant temple, and washed it to see the front peak.
The invading moss broke into spring buds, and the winding path was slightly sunny in the summer. The rogue apricot flowers were full of emotions, and several branches were well compatible with each other. Self-discipline. There are many kinds of Wei Qu, but the Wangs don't think enough of it. The fairy wand is amazing, and the beauty should be cooked with the phoenix. Only sorrow blows as a farewell sound, and I look back at the speed of driving the dance.
From the 21-3 issues of ancient and modern China and foreign countries
Looking for Mianzhu from Wei Xu-Tang Du Fu
Huaxuan loves another year. Fortunately, the green waves are blowing.
Send a message to Tang Du Fu, a thatched cottage outside the river.
I'm born with a birthday party, and I want to escape from nature. I love wine and love wind and bamboo, and I'm bound to live in the forest.
Fan Chengda, the second wonder in Hengyang Road,
The black brick is broken, the flowers and pigs burst into bloom. There are still swallows coming from the empty mangosteen tile house. The grass is silent, only tears flow. The bamboo forest at the stern covers the county and the city, so the old man still stands on his own feet.
I will bid farewell to the Wuxia Gorge and give Nanqing's brother Xiangxi Orchard 4 acres-Tang Du Fu
The moss and bamboo are good, the duckweed has no place to live. The eldest son travels far away, and his son lives in a secluded forest.
Tang Cheng-Tang Du Fu
The back of Guo Tang is covered with white grass and green grass. Caged bamboos and cigarette drops show their tips.
Bamboo-Tang Du Fu
Green bamboos are half full of reeds, and new shoots come out of the wall. The color invades the book late, and it is hidden from the wine.
The rain washes Juanjuan clean, and the wind blows fine fragrance. But there is no cutting. See you for a long time. < Shanfu folded up his surplus and brought him to the morning market.
Zhuli-Qing Pu Songling
He loves this gentleman, scratches his edge and blows the sky, especially likes his master when he is young. From Poems of Liaozhai
Yongzhu-Qing Wu Changshuo
There are often eight treasures among the guests. After thousands of blows, you are still strong, and you can enjoy the east, west, north and south winds.
Long bamboo-Tang Chen Tao
Jerry's ancestor is swept by the green orchid, and Cai Yong is remembered by the green branches. If you listen to the stormy night in the South Garden for a long time, you will be afraid that scales will be dragons.
Bamboo stone-Qing Zheng Banqiao
Light smoke makes Gu Mo criss-cross, so write half of this gentleman, and you don't need to report peace every day, but keep the breeze high. Write and take a thin bamboo, and make it a fishing rod on the autumn wind river.
Sing about bamboo-Ming Chen Liang's rules
Ask bamboo sticks diligently, and taste them first; If you like others, you will be busy when you are free. Excerpted from July 1, 1989, Health News
Yongzhu-Song Huang Tingjian
Bamboo shoots give birth to yellow calves, fern buds begin to grow children's fists. Try to find wild vegetables to cook fragrant rice, which is February day in the south of the Yangtze River.
The predecessor of Li Aishan-(Qing) Zheng Banqiao
It's cloudy, where is the autumn sound?
The painting given by Yu Dianyuan, a messenger of learning-(Qing) Zheng Banqiao
Yang Zhou was a painter for ten years, and he used ochre ink instead of rouge. The bamboo and cypress he wrote were colorless and sold out of date with the east wind.
The painting of bamboo in Weixian County Department was full of years-(Qing) Zheng Banqiao
Yazhai was lying listening to Xiao Xiaozhu, which was suspected to be a folk. Some small officials in Caozhou County always care about their feelings.
Hedgerow bamboo-(Qing) Zheng Banqiao
A piece of green shade is like washing, so why bother to protect bamboo? It's better to ask for help than to ask for help.
Bamboo (Qing Dynasty) Zheng Banqiao
The whole world loves to plant flowers, but the old lady only plants bamboo, and the frost and snow are removed all over the court, but it shines new green.
After a long night of snow, the shadows lose their green, so don't be blown away by the wind, and the exquisite jade is broken.
Bamboo-(Qing Dynasty) I don't blossom myself, so I don't tease bees and butterflies.
Inscription-(Qing) Zheng Banqiao
A bamboo and an orchid and a stone, with knots, fragrance and bones, are all gentlemen's styles, and all ages are green and green.
There are orchids, bamboos and stones, with knots, fragrance and bones, so let him go against the wind and have news of the spring breeze.
Inscription- Only the bamboo branches are not afraid of muddiness, but they have a thousand fights.
Bamboo (Ming) Li Rihua
The breeze sleeps on the edge of a bed of water and clouds, not only willow sleeps on bamboo, but also sleeps on ancient books as a pillow, and I memorize the bamboo slips in my dreams.
Two bamboo shoots (Qing) Zheng Banqiao
Fresh bamboo shoots in the south of the Yangtze River take advantage of the bamboo slips. Next year, there will be a new student, ten dragons and grandchildren around the Phoenix Pool.
Inscription painting (Qing) Zheng Banqiao
I have 1, poles in my chest, and I will be dripping ink for a while. I will be a dragon for nine days, and I will dye all the clouds to see the new green.
Inscription painting (Qing) Zheng Banqiao
Draw a stone with a bamboo branch, which is one foot higher than the bamboo branch. In the coming year, I'll show my talent.
Two bamboo paintings (Qing Dynasty) by Qiu Fengjia
(1)
I'm indomitable, towering over James He. I've been watching things all my life, and I've been looking at autumn shadows alone.
(2)
Today, this gentleman has a great sleep. The wind and rain shake the sky, leaving an empty mountain. Bamboo is the best prescription for strange people. When the ink method is not dry, the wind has cleared the lungs and intestines.
From Selected Notes on Poems on Paintings in Past Dynasties in China
Singing bamboo (Qing) Ji Qiong
When the wind comes and laughs, the rain is as clean as washing. Sometimes when the moon comes, it shadows the high window. From Poems on a Thousand Tables in 1988
Singing bamboo. Wake up drunk and come out to look for it.
Four new bamboo shoots in Changgu North Garden (Tang Dynasty) Li He
1.
You can see that the mother bamboo shoots are dragon materials. You can smoke thousands of feet all night, but don't worry about the mud in the pond garden.
2.
You can write Chu ci with green light. There are tens of millions of smoke crowing.
Third,
There are two or three stems in the stone eyes of the family spring, but it is strange to see the purple roots in the shade. This year, on the Shuiquchun River, the flute pipe is newly plucked with jade green.
Fourth,
The old tip of the ancient bamboo arouses the blue clouds, and the Maoling lies in poverty. The wind blows thousands of acres in the wind, and a heavy black one enters the wine bottle. Too softly for anyone to hear, except my comrade, the bright moon.
Title Liu Xiucai, Hsinchu (Tang Dynasty), Du Fu
The number of paths is quiet and beautiful, and the morning is green and smoky. The sound breaks the cold window dream, and the roots wear green moss lines.
Gradually, the cage becomes a threshold day, and you want to get in the way of the curtain cloud. Who loves this gentleman if you are not a mountain traveler.
Bamboo (Tang Dynasty) Where to send leisurely? Excerpted from Notes on Fan Chuan's Poems
Hsinchu-Liu Jian
Laying two or three clumps near the window, it is estimated that quietness will add to the quiet. When the sun breaks, the cold jade will shake the wind.
The sky is full of smoke and waves, so I don't believe that Xiangfei's tears are a little red. Naturally, Ziyou prefer bamboo, and he is modest and respectful of snow and frost. I don't know if it's noon in the red sun.
When I first heard the rustling sound, I saw the leaves leave at first sight. I want to come here frequently when I'm free, but I still teach the pillow to follow everywhere.
Lu You, the second quatrain in Yunxi's bamboo play book, is more powerful than ice, and you can see this column of fairy tales by the river. It's cold and straight into people's bones. You can endure hunger for ten years behind closed doors. Excerpted from the first volume of Lu You's Poems
The first bamboo shoots are in the seat-(Tang) Li Shangyin
When the tender bamboo shoots first came out of the forest, the price of the five tombs was as heavy as gold. There should be countless emperors, land and sea, so how can you bear to cut Lingyun's heart? Excerpted from the desk calendar of ancient poems in Shanghai Ancient Books Publishing House in 1987
Xiang Zhu Ci-(Tang) Li Shangyin
Bamboo from Xiangjiang River in ancient times. What's the endless resentment? Spring bamboo shoots grow old. It's just that there are many tears!
Reward people to watch bamboo (Tang Dynasty) in Xue Tao after rain
In the spring rain, they can see the snow and frost. All kinds of people are also full of clouds, and they are modest and self-sustaining.
Stay drunk with Jinxian more often, and accompany Shunfei with sorrow early. When you are late, you can enjoy it, and you can enjoy it.
Bamboo leaves the pavilion (Tang Dynasty) and is planted in Xue Tao
It's new. Don't cover the jade hall with shadows.
Excerpted from Xue Tao's Poems
Ting Chu (Tang Dynasty) Liu Yuxi
Exposing lead powder, the wind shakes the green jade branches. It is like a gentleman, and there is no place that is not suitable. I am tired of taking root plants and want to learn from the phoenix.
(Poetry and Bamboo) (Three Kingdoms) Guan Yu. Don't be afraid that the arc leaves are light, and they have not withered for a long time.
Poem riddle
Think about how many poets and writers were attracted by living in the deep mountains with green temples. Since I returned to Lang's hands, I have suffered many storms and
suffered many tortures. Up to now, I have fallen to the green and yellow! Don't mention it-mention it, tears are all over the river!
Planting bamboo (Tang Dynasty) Du Fu
Originally, he wanted to move like a stream because of covering the sun. He vividly showed his feathers and shadows in the forest, sparse smoke and revealing his appearance.