1. Poems about Bamboo
Poems about Bamboo
New bamboo is higher than old bamboo branches, all supported by old stems. ____Zheng Xie's "Hsinchu"
The mottled bamboo branches, the mottled bamboo branches, are dotted with tears to express lovesickness. ____Liu Yuxi's "Xiaoxiang God·Mottled Bamboo Branches"
Sitting alone in the secluded bamboo, playing the piano and whistling loudly. ____Wang Wei's "Zhuli Pavilion"
Under the west window, the wind is shaking the green bamboo, it is suspected that an old friend is coming. ____Qin Guan's "The Garden is Full of Fragrance, the Clear Water Startles the Autumn"
The bamboo shadows and poems are thin, and the plum blossoms are fragrant in dreams. ____Wang Tingyun's "Quatrain·Bamboo Shadow and Shishou"
What night has no moon? Where are there no bamboos or cypresses? But there are few idle people like the two of us. ____Su Shi's "Night Tour to Chengtian Temple/Night Tour to Chengtian"
Smoke is seen on the mountainside, and the setting sun is glimpsed in the bamboo. ____Wu Jun's "Miscellaneous Poems in the Mountains"
I cover the firewood door and thank him for the plum and bamboo companions in my cold study. ____Shen Zijin's "Jade Hibiscus·Song of the Rain Window"
Where the bamboos are deep and the trees are densely populated with insects, there is sometimes a slight coolness that is not the wind. ____Yang Wanli "Chasing the Coolness on a Summer Night"
Thousands of feet of waves across the river, thousands of poles leaning into the bamboo. ____Li Qiao's "Wind"
There are still oranges on the branches under the heavy snow, and the bamboo shoots are about to sprout due to the freezing thunder. ____Ouyang Xiu's "A Reply to Yuan Zhen"
Late at night, the snow is heavy, and I hear the sound of breaking bamboo. ____Bai Juyi's "Night Snow"
When the six flying flowers come into the house, sit and watch the green bamboos turn into green branches. ____Gao Pian's "To Snow"
The solitary lamp shines in the cold rain, and the wet bamboos are filled with dark smoke. ____ "Farewell to Han Shen at Yunyang Pavilion" by Sikong Shu
Pinglan was silent for half a day, but the sound of bamboo and the crescent moon still sounded like before. ____ Li Yu's "Poppy Poppy·The Wind Returns to the Small Courtyard and the Greenery"
Despite the frost, her grace has not changed, and she is as warm as jade. ____Lu Rong's "Man Jiang Hong·Ode to Bamboo"
Hope it can help you 2. Complete poems about bamboo
Bamboo and Stone
Qing Dynasty·Zheng Banqiao
Light smoke and ancient ink are scattered across the width and width, writing half of this gentleman,
There is no need to report peace, the high morale and clear breeze have been seen.
Bamboo and Stone
Zheng Banqiao of the Qing Dynasty
Do not let go of the green mountains, the roots are still in the broken rocks;
Still strong after thousands of hardships Jin, let the wind blow from east to west, north and south.
I tell you to return home and draw bamboos to say goodbye to the gentlemen and people of Wei County
Zheng Banqiao of the Qing Dynasty
Throw away the black gauze and refuse to be an official, the bag is rustling and the sleeves are cold;
Write a thin bamboo and use it as a fishing rod on the river in the autumn wind.
Imitate the style of Li Aishan’s predecessor
(Qing Dynasty) Zheng Banqiao
Why does the autumn wind find itself in the bamboo and Wuli;
A piece of Wuyin , where does the sound of autumn sound?
This work was donated in vain by Yu Dianyuan, the emissary of Hexue
(Qing Dynasty) Zheng Banqiao
A painter in Yangzhou for ten years, he replaced rouge with ocher ink.
It is written that bamboo and cypress have no color, and they are sold out of season with the east wind.
Weixian County Department of Painting Bamboo Presenting Nianbo Bao Dazhong Chengkuo
(Qing Dynasty) Zheng Banqiao
Lying in the Yazhai and listening to the bamboos swaying, it is suspected that it is the suffering of the people Sound;
These little officials in Caozhou County are always caring about each branch and leaf.
Fence Bamboo
(Qing Dynasty) Zheng Banqiao
There is such a green shade, why bother to protect the bamboo and Jing Qi?
Still using bamboo as a barrier, asking for help from others is not as good as asking for yourself.
Bamboo
(Qing Dynasty) Zheng Banqiao
Everyone in the world loves to plant flowers, but I only plant bamboo.
The courtyard is covered with frost and snow, and sprinkled with flowers Then the new green shines.
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 be broken into pieces.
Bamboo
(Qing Dynasty) Zheng Banqiao
One section after another, thousands of branches holding thousands of leaves;
Since I don’t bloom, I will avoid Flirting with bees and butterflies.
Painting
(Qing Dynasty) Zheng Banqiao
One bamboo, one orchid and one stone, with joints, fragrance and bones,
The whole hall is filled with gentlemen The wind, the eternal green color.
There are orchids, bamboos and stones, there are joints, fragrance and bones.
No matter how hard it is against the wind and frost, there will be news of the spring breeze.
Painting
(Qing Dynasty) Zheng Banqiao
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 business, how can I bother to sweep the ground?
Painting
(Qing Dynasty) Zheng Banqiao
The autumn wind crossed Xiaoxiang last night, touching the rocks and going crazy through the forest;
Only the bamboo branches were muddy Don't be afraid, we can fight a thousand times.
Two Bamboo Shoots
(Qing Dynasty) Zheng Banqiao
Fresh bamboo shoots from the south of the Yangtze River are boiled with anchovies in the spring breeze in early March,
The chef will stop chopping all the food and leave the light to take photos and spread the book.
The bamboo shoots along the river are new in February, and every kitchen is peeling spring bamboo shoots.
I would like to create thousands of silk strips to weave a Xiang curtain to protect the beauty.
Painting
(Qing Dynasty) Zheng Banqiao
Hsinchu is higher than the old bamboo branches, all relying on the support of the old pole;
See you again next year The new ones are the ten-foot-long grandsons of the Phoenix Pond.
Painting Inscriptions
(Qing Dynasty) Zheng Banqiao
I have a hundred thousand rods in my chest, and I can fly and drip with ink.
As a phoenix or a dragon, I ascend to the nine heavens and see the fresh green dyed in the clouds.
Inscription
(Qing Dynasty) Zheng Banqiao
Draw a bamboo branch and a stone. The stone is one foot higher than the bamboo branch.
Although one foot makes him taller, in the coming year I will show my strength. 3. Poems about Bamboo
Zhuli Pavilion Wang Wei Sitting alone in the secluded bamboo, playing the piano and whistling loudly.
People in the deep forest don’t know that the bright moon comes to shine. Zhuli Pavilion Pei Di I have been to Zhuli Pavilion and had a blind date with Tao.
Only mountain birds come in and out, and it is so deep that there are no people in the world. Ci Lao Bamboo Li Bai There is Ci Lao Mountain in the north of Dangtu County, with piles of rocks overlooking the river, steep walls and turbulent winds and waves.
Bamboo is produced in its mountains. It is round and sparsely knotted, and can be used as a flute, with a rhythm in its sound. Wild bamboos grow on rocks, and the smoke reflects the river islands.
The green color is deep and the waves are deep, and the voice is cold and early. The dragon's chant has never been heard, but the phoenix's song should be played well.
If you don’t learn how the willow tree withers, your true heart will always protect itself. 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. Wuyong Bamboo Bridge in Xun Gongyuan Liu Zongyuan The dangerous bridge is a secluded path, winding through the sparse forest.
The bursting baskets reveal the bitterness, and the light baskets hold an open mind. Look down at the trickling stream and listen to the singing of Xiao Xiao.
On a misty day under the lake, the mountain birds sing in mockery. 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 layers of blankets, and the clear canal is reflected in the desolate scenery.
The forest is quiet at sunset, and the wind is moving and the valley is empty. The Tian family has few old friends, who is willing to kill and burn fish?
Hsinchu Yuanzhen The bamboo basket has just been untied, and the cold color has become green. The powder is slowly floating in the air, and the wind is gradually swaying.
The trees are sparse and the sun shines through, but they are few and far between. Only unity and unity, steadfastness and unity are the same.
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 color makes me recall the love in the mountains. Sometimes when I have time off from official duties, 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. Already I feel that in the courtyard, there is a clear feeling at every tip.
I love lying by the window, listening to the sound of branches in the autumn wind. Rewarding people to play with bamboo after the rain Xue Tao When it rains in spring in the south, you can see the snow and frost.
All kinds of things are also luxuriant. Be humble and calm. If Jinxian stays drunk for a long time, he will be sad with Concubine Shun early.
You can reward me in your old age, and the sky is full of wonders. Xiran's younger brother Zhuting, Meng Haoran, I have had close friendships with my second and third sons throughout my life.
Have the ambition of a swan, but have the heart of a bird. The air is flowing, the breeze is blowing in the bamboo forest.
Da is the fun in wine and the occasional sound on the piano. Living in seclusion in Yiling by Li She Carrying Guo Yishan is a path deep, with thousands of poles sinking like bunches of green.
I have always loved things so much that I moved my home into a bamboo forest after hard work. Ku Huang Tiao Xiao Yin Li He Who said Xuanyuan was in the current affairs, Ling Lun picked bamboo twenty-four. Ling Lun collected it from Kunqiu and divided it into twelve parts according to Xuanyuan's imperial edict.
Ling Lun uses it to correct the rhythm, and Xuanyuan uses it to adjust the vitality. When the Yellow Emperor ascended to heaven, he was accompanied by twenty-three officers.
There is only one pipe left for the human world to blow. No one can get this pipe. This pipe is buried in Yushun Temple. Playing with Bamboo in the Courtyard of Friends Shi Jianwu I once went to Xuanzhou to see the jade trees, which looked like the bamboos in the courtyard of your home.
Visitors don’t need to breathe in the breeze, hanging a crown here is enough to keep cool. Hsinchu Han Yu adds bamboo shoots to the south, and becomes clear every day.
The frost has been stored in the Qing Festival, and the yellow buds are still covering the green. There are five or six in the market, and three or four in the house.
The high standards of autumn and strictness, the pure color captures the beauty of spring. The sparse growth and cleverness make up the forest, and doubts burst out to fight for the ground.
Vertical and horizontal, sometimes following the same path, suddenly brilliant and endless. The branches are not blown by the wind, but the dew powder is first filled with tears.
Who can take it with me to play with? Qing Jingkong stares blankly. Inscribed by Liu Xiucai, Hsinchu, and 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. Gradually the sun is closing in on 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? When the bamboo shoots are eaten for the first time, they appear in the seat. Li Shangyin The tender bamboo shoots are just coming out of the forest. The price of the Five Tombs is as heavy as gold.
There are countless people on land and sea in the imperial capital, who can't bear to cut an inch of Ling Yun's heart. Inscribed on the bamboo in front of Zheng Chang's hall, Jia Dao. The green bamboo stands beside the poem and wine, and Chanjuan is full of thoughts.
The tangled branches are covered with snow, and the leaves are blooming in the cold wind. Xiao Sa suspected that the spring had passed by, but there was a similar path when he returned.
The root of invasion was unearthed, and the bamboo shoots grew in clusters next door. Outside the screen window, there is a clear sound in the room.
Watch the rolling curtain all day long, and sleep on the pillow for the same time. Prince Ruan sings songs over thousands of hectares, and accompanies Duke Ruan with thousands of poles.
The dew is full of pity, and the rain stream is filled with love. Xiegu dominates Hubei, and Xiangchuan dominates the east of the river.
On the side of the threshold, the green sky curls up. Wang Yu called the bamboo in the official residence "Who planted hundreds of poles of Xiaoxiao", but when accompanied by chants, it was called "idle official".
Don’t compete with the beauty of spring, but stay lonely and chaste and wait for the cold weather. The sound of the piano bed creates elegance, and the shadow of the chess game brings happiness.
Even if we remove it next year, we still have to see it in the snow this winter. Garden Bamboo by Shi Zhiyuan If you remove the flowers and plant this kind of bamboo, the whole garden will be cold and green, and it will be dust-free.
The summer days are full of leisure and troubles, but there is still a breeze blowing around. Ode to the Golden Bamboo by Jiang Tang A hundred yi's coldness precedes a path deep, and the unsuspecting fortune casts it into a forest.
Those who are greedy or those who rely on the fence will not see Xiuhuang but gold. Bamboo by Song Qi Cultivating the tips is out of the ordinary, resigning to humbleness and refusing to clump.
There is integrity and uprightness, and there is no mind and emptiness. Purple Bamboo Mei Yaochen Xiuzhu is produced in the southwest, and its color is different from East Yun green.
The cut flute reflects the sandalwood lips, and the branches lead to the phoenix. Moving thousands of miles away, I will not be reborn in the deep valley.
Planting Bamboo Zhai Sima Guang I love Wang Ziyou, so I also plant bamboo in the Zhai Zhai. A day is indispensable, and the coolness is always in your eyes.
The snow and frost are only white, and the leaves do not change their green. The unique stone Jilun, the golden valley full of corals.
This pavilion in Huazangyuan sings of bamboo by Wang Anshi. There are four cool buildings along the path, and 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 regret to take the root of the plant, but I want to beg Ling Lun to learn from Phoenix.
Golden Bamboo by Lu Tao There are bamboos in the Qujiang River. Their color is dark yellow, and the eyes inside are golden bamboos. Xiuzhu is already lovely, but its condition is like gold again.
Heaven and earth are in harmony, frost and snow are as strong as the heart. Yunzhi grows with knots, and chestnut and jade grow into forests.
Looking back at the Weichuan River, the mountains are surrounded by green shade. Bamboo Pavilion Shen Liao The ancients loved to cultivate bamboo, and they came to the secluded pavilion with ease.
The spirit is high-spirited and the sound is clear without vulgar noise. The fight in spring is trivial, but the autumn wind shakes the dryness.
Who would have known that Weichuan is so rich that a thousand acres can hold a crown? Ode to Bamboo by Wei Xiang This gentleman is upright and natural, how can he imitate the enchanting flowers and beautiful masters of the pavilion? The light frost on the jade stick does not fall off, and the round jade leaves no trace when rubbed dry.
Non-spring grows its own branches and leaves, and where there is ground, it will eventually have big roots. Whoever recommends a clear temple for Taiyin will sacrifice a bottle of Jiamu to win. Chanting Bamboo and Wen Tongzhu.
Cold and green. Along the Xiangjiang River, the Wei River meanders.
The curtains are green and brocade, and the spears and spears are green jade. The humility is different from the grass and trees, and the strength is more than ordinary trees.
The dragon-turned-staff enters the fairy mound, calling out the phoenix and the rhythm of the gods. Yue'e's scarf is draped cleanly and slowly, and the wind girl's music is clear and solemn.
Drinking wine in the woods shakes the broken shadows to shake gold, and playing chess on the stone clears the game. Dr. Qu expelled Tu Yue Jiao Lan, and Mr. Tao returned to look for pine and chrysanthemum.
If Tan Luan's behavior is invincible to the king, his elegant and unrestrained posture will be invincible to his servant. Bamboo in the Study House by Cai Que There are three poles of green bamboo in front of the window, and the cool wind blows the whole courtyard in the cold.
Don’t be afraid of the king who is always in front of you. He turns into a dragon and goes to meet the difficulties. Yuan Danggu Su Che Who said that he would be poor has already used grain to measure bamboo.
There are thousands of poles in the surplus valley, but one pole has never been bent. Master He planted thick bamboos and Huang Tingjian lived in seclusion in the city. This gentleman is truly a friend.
When the roots are moving and the sun is plowing, the bamboo shoots will be harvested. The dragon transforms into Gebei, and the wind blows the sound of Age.
Three paths are cut off by the grass, and friendship will be seen at the end of the year. In Huihong, Hsinchu, several trees of Langgan lean against the wall in the shade, and the new bamboo shoots are all planted in the forest.
Yesterday, Xiaoxuan was in a good mood, but the beautiful moon was shattered and the gold was sifted. Plant a bamboo pavilion with an inscription of love. Fan Chengda sweeps Xuanhua's house. The green dust grows in the smoke and under the moon.
The breeze is full of leaves in the first year of the year. Don’t forget the person who rented the house this year, Hsinchu Zhu Xi. 4. 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 emerald green, a spoonful of water from the new spring. ——Lu You of the Song Dynasty
The strength of bamboo lacks Xiangtong, so it is difficult for painters to work even though 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 of the Qing Dynasty, "Inscribed Bamboo Pictures"
After the rain, the dragon and its sun grow, and the phoenix tail shakes before the wind. ——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 "Several miles from the Hejiang River, 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 Xiangxi brother Nanqing"
The alder forest blocks the sun and wind, and the leaves of the caged bamboo and smoke drop 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 of the 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 breeze has 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 diligently about the bamboo chopsticks, and you will taste the sweet and bitter first. ——Ming Dynasty Chen Lianggui's "Bamboo Ode"
Hope to adopt it! ! ! ! 5. Poems about Bamboo
Countless spring bamboo shoots grow in 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 but will not go out to greet the guests.
——"Wing Chun Bamboo Shoots" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty
It is better to eat without meat than 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.
——Su Shi, Song Dynasty, "Yu Qian Monk Luyun Pavilion"
Hong Sheng of the Qing Dynasty: A branch of mottled bamboo sheds a thousand tears, and the misty rain in the Xiangjiang River does not know the spring
Tang Dynasty ·Gao Pian: When the six flying flowers come into the house, sit and watch the green bamboos blooming among the branches.
Wei Yuan of the Qing Dynasty: The frost-covered bamboo arrows are proud of the snowy plum blossoms, competing with the heaven and earth for the return of spring.
The reeds on the wall are top-heavy and light-footed; the bamboo shoots in the mountains have sharp mouths, thick skin and hollow bellies.
Water is my friend with its light nature, and bamboo is my teacher with its ability to relieve the guilty conscience.
Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty: The new pine tree is not as tall as a thousand feet, and the evil bamboo tree must be chopped down ten thousand poles.
The broken jade will not turn white, and the burning of bamboo will not destroy its integrity.
There are knots before they are unearthed, and when you reach the top of the mountain, you are always open-minded.
Li He of the Tang Dynasty: The bamboo shoots are cut from the long pole and the jade is opened. You see that the mother bamboo shoots are dragon material. It is easier to pump a thousand feet in one night, but not to mention a few inches of mud in the pond.
Ode to Bamboo
Qing Dynasty·Wu Changshuo
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 of the Qing Dynasty
Do not let go of the green mountains, the roots are still in the broken rocks;
Still strong after thousands of hardships Jin, let the wind blow from east to west, north and south.
Long Bamboo
Chen Tao of the Tang Dynasty
The blue and green brooms of Yajun and the tall green branches recall Cai Yong.
If you listen to the stormy night in Nanyuan for a long time, you will be afraid that the scales will turn into dragons.
Bamboo and Stone
Zheng Banqiao of the Qing Dynasty
Light smoke and ancient ink are used to write half of this gentleman,
There is no need to report safety, high integrity Qingfeng has seen.
I tell you to return home and draw bamboos to say goodbye to the gentlemen and people of Wei County
Zheng Banqiao of the Qing Dynasty
Throw away the black gauze and refuse to be an official, the bag is rustling and the sleeves are cold;
Write a thin bamboo and use it as a fishing rod on the river in the autumn wind. 6. Poems about bamboo
Countless spring bamboo shoots grow in 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 but will not go out to greet the guests.
——"Wing Chun Bamboo Shoots" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty
The green bamboo is half covered with bamboo shoots, and the new shoots are just emerging from the wall.
The rain washes the flowers clean, and the wind blows the fragrance.
——"Ode to Bamboo" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty
It is better to eat without meat than 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.
——Su Shi, Song Dynasty, "Yu Qianseng Luyun Pavilion"
Thousands of poles of good bamboo and greenery, a spoonful of water from the new spring.
——Lu You, Song Dynasty
The origin of bamboo strength lacks Xiangtong, so it is difficult for painters to work even if they are skillful.
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 grows tall, and the phoenix tail shakes before the wind; The sun sets the sky.
——Dai Xi's "Inscription on Bamboo" of the Qing Dynasty
When the moon rises deep in the mountains, the beautiful green bamboos are doubling in appearance.
The clear sky is difficult to deal with, but the cold green and thousands of poles can be cured by customs.
——Wang Mulan of the Qing Dynasty, "Bamboo Moon in the Outer Mountains" 7. Poems about Bamboo
Ode to Bamboo (Qi. Xie Tiao) 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 sparse and dense, and the sound of wind rises and falls again.
The green guard flies out of the way, but the yellow mouth peeks at each other. But hate follows the wind and grows apart from each other.
Bamboo (Liang.Liu Xiaoxian) Bamboo grows in the open field, and the clouds tower over the sky. No one appreciates high integrity, only one has one's own chastity.
The concubine of Xiang was brought to tears by shame, and she entered the palace harp in shame. Whoever makes a flute should sing the dragon's tune.
There are tender bamboos in front of the steps (Chen. Zhang Zhengjian). The green clouds are forming clusters on their own, and the light flowers and tender bamboo shoots are about to soar into the sky. The curved and horizontal branches are laid out repeatedly, and the leaves are sparse and the wind blows strongly.
If you want to know the place where the dragon is born, you should go to Gepi on the mountain road. Ode to Bamboo (Li Qiao of the Tang Dynasty) The tall bamboo sticks on the Chu River are full of dawn energy.
The white flowers shake the shadow of the wind, and the Qing Festival moves the dragon text. The leaves sweep the southeast sun, and the branches carry the northwest clouds.
Who knows that on the Xiang River, I shed tears and miss you alone. More than 100 poems about bamboo planting on the left side of Junzhai (Tang Dynasty, Linghu Chu) Bamboo is planted by the north window of Zhaiju, and the newly opened plain wall reflects the fresh green flowers.
The green is close to the place where medicine is practiced, and the green shade is as deep as lying in front of the curtain. The wind shocks the leaves at dawn, as if hearing rain, and the spring branches seem to carry smoke when the moon passes.
My heart paused as I recalled the mountains, and retired to sit idle in front of Chanjuan. Bamboo in the White Sand Pavilion in Autumn (Tang Dynasty. Xu Hun) The rustling snow and frost, and the dense green are different from those in Hunan.
The sparse shadow of the moon moves on the wall, and the cold sound of the wind fills the hall. Autumn comes earlier for roller blinds and longer nights for high pillows.
Suddenly I recall Qinxi Road, thousands of poles are now cold. When the bamboo shoots are eaten for the first time, they are placed in the seat (Li Shangyin, Tang Dynasty). When the fragrant buds of tender bamboo shoots emerge from the forest, their price is as heavy as gold when discussed in the mausoleum.
In the imperial capital, there are countless people on land and sea, and they can't bear to cut an inch of gold from Ling Yun. Ode to Bamboo (Zheng Gu, Tang Dynasty) It is suitable for smoke, rain and wind, blowing the water and hiding the pine trees in the village.
I moved Xiao Sao from the distant temple, washed it, and saw the front peak. Moss invades the steps and bursts out spring buds, and the path around the path is covered with dense summer shade.
The apricot blossoms are full of emotions, and the green branches are very compatible. Bamboo Wind (Tang Yanqian, Tang Dynasty) Bamboo reflects the wind and the windows are tilted several times, --- people sit and think about the endless thoughts.
The dream of rivers and lakes is left at night, all of which are dry sounds like dili flowers. Bamboo in the mountains in spring (Tang Dynasty. Pei said) There are several green bamboo poles in the shape of dragons, and they are steep and must teach how to grow here.
Infinite wild flowers cannot bloom, and the cold color in the middle of the mountain competes with spring. Ode to Bamboo (Zhang Bi, Tang Dynasty) The trees are full of colors and the leaves are blooming, and the kings and grandsons never tire of filling the courtyard.
No one can see Lingshuang at the end of the festival, waiting humbly for the phoenix to come all day long. Who allows romance to add joy and self-pity to let go of the dust.
There are many idle areas everywhere in Zhumen, just like moving clouds to caress the green moss. Shuangyun Pavilion (Su Shi, Song Dynasty) The new bamboo basket cannot be restrained, and Chanjuan is already old and cold.
To see the hint of frost, you have to wait until the autumn wind falls. All in the Garden (Song Dynasty, Su Che) Bamboo does not grow in the cold climate, although it does grow as if it is sick.
The root of the plant is hidden in a deep place, but the leaves are so fierce when they open. Chanjuan looks like ice and snow, scattered by the wind and sun.
Prosperity can be seen in solitary depths, and one person is the enemy of thousands of hectares. It reminds me of the towering forests and cliffs on the river.
There is no wind and the baskets are floating by themselves, and they are singing along the deserted path. Hsinchu (Song Dynasty, Yang Wanli) The east wind cleverly repairs the remaining mountains, blowing several jade poles in one night.
Half-dressed and still half-dressed, the dragon has no faith and is afraid of the cold spring. Ode to Hsinchu in East Lake (Song Dynasty, Lu You) Insert thorns and weave fences to protect them, and cultivate the cold green water to reflect the ripples.
Autumn arrives first as the breeze sweeps over the earth, and the red sun travels until noon. When I untied the bamboo basket, I heard the rustling sound, and when I put it down, I saw the leaves for the first time.
I want to come here frequently when I have free time, and I still follow my pillow mat wherever I go. Wild Bamboo (Wuzhen, Yuan Dynasty) Wild Bamboo is absolutely lovely, with sparse branches and leaves that look real.
He has always stayed far away from Jingzhen, walking along cliffs and crossing stone paths. Humbly embrace the river of Jieshan Mountain, the breeze is whirling in the white moon.
What will happen if the cold shoots thousands of feet away? There is a lot of wind and smoke in Qi'ao, Weichuan River. Song of New Bamboo Shoots (Yue Dai, Ming Dynasty) The forest is full of yellow birds singing, and the new bamboo shoots in the forest are among the people.
The spring breeze scares the mountain rabbits behind closed doors, and the dew drops in the day scare the bamboo chickens. Three days in the rain, spring has passed, and I added a few more flowers near the stone bed.
The generals will raise their heads to the blue clouds, regardless of the broken green moss in front of the steps. Bamboo and Stone (Qing Dynasty, Zheng Xie) insists on not letting go of the green mountains, and the roots are still in the broken rocks.
Even though you have endured countless blows, you are still strong, regardless of the winds from east to west, north and south. Bamboo (Qing Dynasty. 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. 8. The more poems about bamboo, the better
Ode to Bamboo by Wen Tong of the Song Dynasty (I wrote this poem because I suddenly remembered that I was cultivating bamboo in my hometown).
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 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 nearby brick plant.
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 and spring buds burst out, and the sedge 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 is playing 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. Post a question to Jiangwai Thatched Cottage by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty I am naturally unrestrained, and my elegance wants to escape nature.
He is fond of wine and wind bamboo, and his divination must be in the woods and springs. , 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, relying entirely on the old poles for support; next year there will be new ones, the ten-foot-long grandson of the dragon circling 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 stone, and the stone was 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 mountains come out at one end, and the branches and branches will be thin and dry. Next year a hundred-foot dragon will appear, but I'm afraid the green mountain 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 green jade branches are shaken by the wind. 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 for people to treat 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, one must look at the bamboos and never go out to greet the guests. ——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 man 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" The dragon and sun grow after the rain, 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. Autumn comes first as the breeze sweeps across the earth, 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 have free time, and I still follow my instructions wherever I go.
Lu You of the Song Dynasty wrote two quatrains in Yunxi Guanzhu Opera Book. 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 are 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 draw a thousand feet in one night, but not a few inches in the pond. 9. Traditional poems about bamboo
Du Fu's "Ode to Bamboo in Yan Zheng's Mansion"
The green bamboo half contains the bamboo, 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.
Liu Zongyuan's "Five Odes on the Bitter Bamboo Bridge in Xun Gongyuan"
The dangerous bridge is a secluded path, winding through the sparse forest.
The bursting baskets reveal the bitterness, and the light baskets hold an open mind.
Look down at the trickling stream and listen to the singing of Xiao Xiao.
On a misty day under 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" by 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 is moving and the valley is empty.
The Tian family has few old friends, who is willing to burn fish?
Yuan Zhen's "Hsinchu"
The bamboo basket has just been untied, and the cold color has become green.
The powder is slowly floating in the air, and the wind is gradually swaying.
The trees are sparse and the sun shines through, but they are few and far between.
Only unity and unity, steadfastness and unity.
Bai Juyi's "New Bamboo Planting"
Zuoyi is not feeling well, and the grass grows behind closed doors.
Why entertain the wild nature by planting hundreds of bamboo stems?
Seeing this color makes me 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, listening to the sound of branches in the autumn wind.
Xue Tao's "Rewarding People to Play with Bamboo After the Rain"
During the spring rain in the south, you can see the snow and frost.
All kinds of things are also luxuriant. Be humble and calm.
If Jinxian stays drunk for a long time, he will be sad with Concubine Shun early.
You can reward me in your old age, and the sky is full of wonders.
Liu Changqing "Tongguo Staff Cui Pu shot the bamboo in front of the Huainan Jiedu Envoy Hall"
It was planted in the Liangwang Garden in the past, but now it has been moved to the Han Dynasty General Altar.
I passed by the cage with my head low, and looked at the green rolling curtain.
It is difficult to move the roots far away when the land is acquired, and it is difficult to hold the joints through frost.
The flowers bloom into phoenix fruits, and the young shoots grow into fishing rods.
Ai Ai Jun is quiet, Xiao Xiao County Yu Kuan.
The sound is soft and the corners are dim, and the sparse shadows are cold at the door.
How has Xiangpu changed? Several places in Shanyang have been destroyed.
I don’t know how to face Yuan An on the other side of the screen.
Li She's "The Seclusion of Yiling"
There is a path deep in Guoyi Mountain, and thousands of poles are like bunches of green.
I have always loved many things and moved my house into a bamboo forest after hard work.
"Inscribed on Liu Xiucai Hsinchu" by 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 Yu called it "Guanshe Bamboo"
Whoever planted hundreds of Xiaoxiao poles, accompanied by chants, was called Xianguan. Don't compete with the beauty of spring, but stay lonely and chaste and wait for the cold weather.
The sound of the sound on the piano bed creates elegance, and the shadow of the chess game brings happiness. Even if we remove it next year, we will still have to see it in the snow this winter.
"Bamboo in the Garden" by Shi Zhiyuan
If you remove the flowers and plant them, the whole garden will become more dust-free. The summer days are full of leisure, but there is still a breeze blowing around.
Jiang Tang's "Ode to the Golden Bamboo"
A hundred yi's first coldness is as deep as a path, and the forest is cast into a forest by nature. Those who are greedy or those who rely on the railing will not see Xiuhuang but gold.
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