What are the 10 poems that describe "bamboo's integrity, character, and characteristics"?

The 10 poems describing "the integrity, character and characteristics of bamboo" include

1 "Linjiang Immortal·Suddenly Remembering Pei Gongtai Going Up"

Era: Song Dynasty ?Author:?Lu Shengji

Suddenly I recalled going up to Pei Gongtai and seeing the crisp autumn air in the distance. The beautiful mountains and rivers are still bright. At this time, the three Chu guests have no intention of continuing the Sao Sutra. ?

If you love bamboo and use ginseng as a staff and shoes, you will be happy to be able to write poems. The remuneration cannot satisfy the love of ancient and modern times. The breeze produces white dust, and the side moon shines on the sparse stars.

2 "Chai Family"

Era: Song Dynasty Author: Huayue

A chaste woman offers a bottle of wine, and a righteous man worships her and accepts it.

A poem by a righteous man makes a chaste woman frown.

No matter how you frown, it’s hard to save you when you are in trouble.

I sigh that my outline device is drowned in filth.

My intention is to be kind to you, and I am diligent and considerate.

I am from Fujian Province, and my family is poor but my neighbors are rich.

The blue eyes turn into red feathers, and the white house becomes a beautiful body.

I heard about the lonely bamboo, and the Zhou family was silent.

I also heard that Qiliang’s wife was called a martyr in the state of Qin.

This generation only happens once in a while, but it doesn’t happen often from generation to generation.

What a word, everything comes together at the same time.

I am ashamed of myself for not having the Eighth Grade Treasures.

Why should you worship me again, pick off my clothes, and drink wine to wish your children longevity?

3 "Bamboo Shoots"

Era: Song Dynasty Author: Jiang Huazi

It is April in the south of the Yangtze River.

Dingying Yingzhuzi, without taking off his old clothes.

The moss-covered stone grows in anger, and one walks beside the thorny hedge.

After a few days, I will gradually learn how to fly like a green luan.

4 "Penglai Island"

Era: Song Dynasty Author: Li Xin

Having traveled far away from the gods, outsiders should stop chanting Beishan Lai .

Since Liu Lang arrived, he was afraid that someone blowing bamboo would come.

The clouds are scattered in the morning wind and the crane's cloak is floating, and the moon is bright and the spring waves are soaking in the Yaotai.

It seems that the alchemist's true color is poor, and the girl's cheeks are red and red when she returns to smile.

5 "Wang Zhongyu's Birthday"

Era: Song Dynasty Author: Li Xin

The fragrance of Yao Pi and cinnamon and yuppa trees is strong, and noble people can go directly to the Ming Palace. .

Gathering in a high-rise building to celebrate the birth of a child, the wine, the ointment and the ointment turn red and red again.

Songyun enters Luo Qiu and dawns, and water-cooled Qingzhou orchids and flowers are small.

The cold light shines on the dew cactus, and the sorrowful Chinese tent drifts into the cool night.

The winding electric horns protect Biao Jia, and they blow bamboos to advance and follow the world.

The moon is bright in the sky, and only Wang Sijia is known in the world.

The savages recommend that the public know a hundred years of life, the big chun bone is strong, the dragon waist is thin.

Purple zhizhi, old moxa and pepper pulp, please pour out all the longevity wine.

The bright hall of Tianmiao is Chi Feidong, and Du Yu is startled by the bronze chariot dream.

Although Jincheng is in a good place, it is better to return home. In the past few years, I have recalled the two phoenixes.

6 "Five Jue of Lijun"

Era: Song Dynasty Author: Liu Kezhuang

He is an illustrious military uniform, but only Ma Fei is detained.

No matter how lonely the bamboo is, I don’t like the millet but not the weed.

7 "Gift to Taoist Li in Ju'an"

Era: Song Dynasty Author: Liu Kezhuang

Ten thousand words are like poison to the eyes, just like the mouth of a cup and a bowl Physically adequate.

Not only does the lonely bamboo compete for the weed, but it competes with the Chai Sangweng for the chrysanthemum.

8 "Ganxing"

Era: Song Dynasty Author: Sun Song

The breeze has good intentions, and those who meet it are entertained.

If you don't save your hunger and thirst, your clothes will float.

Everything is valuable and useful, but not in poetry.

The poem is also chanted by itself, wabi or zhaosu.

Personality and name have nothing to do with each other, they are like participating in business.

The delay in discussing public affairs will last for a hundred generations.

It is of no use to others anymore, leaving the grave behind.

I don’t know who is more fragrant in the annals of history.

It is enough to be strict with the secular world, saying that there is Geng Guang.

When he was alive, he wrote a lot of words, and every inch of his writing was like a leaf.

Later, he became a great leader, and his family had the Xinghe Chapter.

You want to know who he is, Su and Huang in recent times.

My husband has cruel official affairs, so he is not a good man.

When a layman comes to me, he has nothing to say.

The stupidity can be ignored, but what is anger?

Don’t be like a lonely bamboo, the universe is boundless.

The bandits are just woodcutter and herder, and they are far away from each other.

That’s why birds don’t wander around, and animals don’t wander around in flocks.

In the mountains it is Polygala, and out of the mountains it is grass.

It is not enough to wither An, but it can be called Yin Hao.

9 "Occasionally"

Year: Ming Dynasty Author: Fang Deng

The mountains are even quieter during the day, and no one comes to Chaifei.

The poem is like a leaf falling, and the sober cloud is flying.

The bamboos used to push the windows are thin, while the fishing ones are fat.

Who knows that my way is wrong if I have a thorough understanding of the poor principles.

10 "Visiting Hermits"

Era: Ming Dynasty Author: Xuexiying

I haven't grown up with my eyebrows for a long time, and I have been searching for them for a long time. Yan Jian.

Turn from the strange road to the spring beads, and glimpse the milky jade hanging on the cliff.

There are larch flowers blooming for several miles, and there are more than a hundred short and long bamboo branches.

But when he saw Zhongshu under the eastern fence, he asked who the boy in the creek was.