Poems about bamboo and plum 1. Zhumei poetry
Plum blossom Wang Anshi
Poetry Name: Plum Blossom Author: Wang Anshi Dynasty: Song Style: Five Unique Types: Still Life
There are some plums in the corner, and hanling opens them alone.
It's not snow in the distance, because there's a smell coming.
Xue Mei Lu Meipo Poem Name: Xue Mei Author: Dynasty: Song Style: Four-line Type:
Xue Mei refused to be reduced to Spring, and the poet's pavilion commented on the pen fee.
The snow in Mei Xu Xun is three points white, but the snow has lost a piece of Mei Xiang.
Xue Mei
Title: Author: Dynasty: Song Style: Four-line Style:
Plum without snow without spirit, snow without poetry.
The sunset poem is full of snow all day, and Mei is ten springs.
Name of Wang Wei's Poetry: Zhuliguan Author: Wang Wei Dynasty: Tang Dynasty Genre: Five Unique Types:
I leaned alone in the dense bamboo, playing the piano and humming a song.
It's too light for anyone to hear, except my partner, Mingyue.
2. Zhi Zhu Ci
Poetry Name: Zhi Zhu Ci Author: Huang Shentian Age: No genre: Four Unique Types: Recording scenery
Luo Zhi fan is always like a cloud, and fine grass is like a butterfly skirt.
Loneliness and anger have nothing to do with my daughter.
Changshui Zhi Zhu's Ci
Poetry Name: Changshui Zhi Zhu Ci Author: Huang Xie Qing Dynasty: Qing Dynasty genre: Four Unique Types: Pastoral
Silkworms must be taught to sleep for four hours, and mulberries must buy fresh branches.
Silkworms sleep, old ladies are quiet, and night lights make cocoons.
3. Pine tree Bai Juyi
Poetry Name: Pine Tree Author: Bai Juyi Dynasty: Tang Style: Type:
Platinum for pine trees, since you planted it first, I won't plant it.
Fortunately, the west wind is easy to rely on, and the night is stolen.
Nan Xuanbai's Poetic Title: Nan Xuansong Author: Li Bai Age: Tang Dynasty Style: Five Ancient Types;
There are solitary pines in Nanxuan, and the leaves of Ke are full of power. When the breeze is not idle, it is natural and unrestrained all day long.
The shade is green with ancient moss and blue with autumn smoke. Why go straight to thousands of feet?
2. Bamboo, pine and plum poems
Poetry is like a flood, so you can't read it carefully.
Browse more than ten thousand volumes and compile more than ten thousand words. Ancient and modern bamboo poets often learn bamboo style.
Modesty is nature, nobility is life. If the mast is not bent, the skin of the storm will be cleaner.
Cool is clear yin, while cold is emerald. Bamboo remains in history, and bamboo arrows shoot bears.
Food, clothing, housing and transportation all work for this gentleman. The more outstanding the contribution, the stronger the feeling.
If this wind continues, bamboo forests will be destroyed. I sorted out bamboo poems and dedicated them to readers.
Advise you to cherish bamboo and develop its style. Qian, a person who "sings bamboo with a tune", has strong joints, but has no intention of complacency.
After several storms, I would rather bend than bend. The four seasons are still lush and do not compete with the crowds. They looked up at the dark sky and looked gloomy.
Die bravely, die happily, without complaint. Balcony, court column, mud flute hole, curtain.
What are the benefits sooner or later? If you don't plan to succeed, you will have scales and claws all over the world. Not for yourself, but for yourself.
Bamboo (philosophical poetry) collects the language of struggle in the soil. Can't hold it any longer, give the earth an eye.
Take the lead in setting an example, both modest and euphemistic. Make a summary and continue to stretch upwards.
A piece of Lv Yun, talking about ideals with the sun. Countless bamboo shoots grow all over the forest, and Chai Men secretly protects pedestrians.
Meeting must be made of bamboo, and guests will never be greeted with anger. -Tang Du Fu's "Ode to Spring Bamboo Shoots" The bamboo is half-covered, and the new buds are out of the wall.
The rain washed Juanjuan clean, and the wind blew a fragrance. -Tang Du Fu's "Singing Bamboo" would rather eat without meat than live without bamboo.
No meat makes people thin, no bamboo makes people vulgar. People are thin and fat, but most people are incurable.
-Su Songshi's "Imperial Monk Xuan" The new spring is full of bamboo and a spoonful of water. Song. Lu You's bamboo strength is different from Xiang Tong's. Although the painter is skilled, it is also difficult to work.
Look carefully at the west wind last night, if you don't go east today. Xu Mingwei's wind bamboo leaves are thin and sparse; Snow is unbreakable, and wind is unbreakable.
-Clear. Zheng Banqiao's "On the Ink Bamboo Map" was born after the rain, and the phoenix tail swayed before the wind; A guilty conscience is deeply rooted, which means that the sun will shine. -Qing Dai Xi's "Painting Bamboo" stayed in the mountains and the moon, and the bamboo in Juanjuan was twice as beautiful.
Empty and bright is a difficult task, but cold and blue are common and can be cured. -Clear. Wang Mulan's "The Moon Beyond the Mangosteen" has a different day in Cui Yong and Wei Qing.
In twos and threes, the lotus hoe was gone, and the rice was full of bamboo shoots and soup was fresh. -Clear. Wang Mulan's "Shimen Ci" raises bamboo songs, which endows Zhouzhuang with the kindness of Wu Yihua's son, and does not plant exotic flowers and plants to raise bamboo.
Strange flowers and different grasses will shine in front of us for a while, and bamboo cultivation will be modest and green for thousands of years. Spring thunder hits new bamboo shoots, and the dragon horn is touching.
Self-hoeing warm soil and thick tillage, hand-picked silver bottle and fine watering. Deep roots sweep the ant hole, and fragrant leaves leave the phoenix.
The Japanese ambassador is wet with rain and dew, and he is afraid of frost and cold when he is old. You walk around the house, work hard, and you dance even more than the seven proud.
It's a trivial matter to show off the monthly gold, but it's tempting the breeze to give birth to jade. Lying in Cang Xue on a hot day, listening to the warblers in spring.
I may forget one day, I don't miss you enough. If you haven't seen Bai Letian, you mean that raising bamboo is like raising a moral person.
Without Dongpo's poems, there is no bamboo scholar who is vulgar. You have bamboo cultivation today, and you will look straight at Qingyun.
Cui Taoxuan Lv Cheng surpassed Cui Taoxuan on May 28th, sat still all day and returned at dusk. As I can see, Cui Tao is named after bamboo, so I can't quit. If you love bamboo and don't eat bamboo shoots, you will grow taller.
It doesn't rain in May and June, and a thousand winds will cool themselves. When Cang Xue is threatened, she will show her strength, and Cui Tao will move her bed in the afternoon.
The trickle moistens the skin, and the walls of Ficus pumila are clearly mixed together. The dense shadow is trivial, and the sound is loud.
The branches of the sun are in chaos, and the old frost is whiter. The three paths are really a plan, and the seven sages are arrogant because they avoid the world.
Because Huai Mei said three unique things and smiled like a lotus flower. When the white crane returns, the clouds are turbulent and the night is faint.
For it, it can make food meatless, and it will make you feel ashamed and chilling. I have no intention of opening a book, and the shutter door burns incense at will.
In Japan and China, you can see the sky and the sky. Under the moon, you can play the flute to attract the phoenix. I have bad ideas about things outside, but I forgot the taste in my spare time.
If you don't find wine to accompany the chicken and dolphin club, you will fall into the name of Jinxiu Square by mistake. When the bottle was reopened, it was closed again and again, and every poor student went.
It's boring to sit for a long time. It's better to be old and frequent. His future success is only the dazzling Han bamboo slips today.
When I came back, the river was far away and the sun was setting. Title Zhu Jiuling Cui Yunxuan Xu Shu has feet that don't step on Donghua dust, but has eyes that don't look at Chang 'an Spring.
However, heaven and earth are clear, mostly on the banks of running water. Xuan Ming Cui Jun overlooks the empty valley, and each tip is as long as a jade stand.
The autumn moon is xiaoxiang, and the June breeze sprinkles Qi 'ao. The people under the porch are at leisure, and their hearts don't care about mountains and rivers.
The picture on the left and the picture on the right are day shifts, and the sound of mountains and mountains is ringing on the four eaves. You can't live without a gentleman for a day, and the wind is quite similar.
Cui Shi is often divided into Feng Dan chicks, and you Guan once served Xia Qing scholars. People on Northland Road are quiet apprentices, and they like to see the misty rain map of Huangyan.
I am going to invite Songxi to listen to the bleak, drunk and travel all over the green coral. To the bamboo, Huanggengmen faces the bamboo in the south, and the greenery is about to drip.
Although there is no land to plant, we still have to look through the fence. The leaves are wet, and the wind branches are cool in summer.
But teach to stop cutting, how to report peace. Juzhuxuan Ni Zan bamboo is like a cloud and a river tree, and Mao lives by the river.
Bamboo shoots burst in front of the steps and hung in the shade after the rain to provide shade for neighbors. The oriole also talks to himself, and the cranes beside people can be tamed.
Those who know the silence in the distance forget the melody, and the breeze in the room does not make them feel poor. Green flowers in green flowers, green flowers in green flowers, green flowers in green flowers, green flowers in bamboo forests, cool in the evening.
The jade stem is slightly bitter, and the green cover is clear and the cloud hand is also fragrant. Drinking turtles hides small lotus leaves, and sucking Sichuan whales hates long lotus roots.
Pour pot wrong dew Lin Lang sleeve, laugh at my gentle and graceful mother in the west field. Hong, who planted bamboo, moved his frost roots and planted them in the rain, and the shadow of the wall broke open a moss.
I can attract you to the breeze, but I don't have time to recruit laity. The ape was shocked and could set up a book, and the crane avoided the fishing boat early.
Might as well be a little colder, and plant pine and plum sooner or later. There is not much soil in pots and bamboos, and Juanjuan is flourishing.
I didn't know Feng Wei and Yuan were Gu's people. Cang Xue spilled a thoughtful couch and a fragrant and floating wine bottle.
Wang, you should come here to see if you want to destroy the soul. Cultivate bamboo into a big forest. Thank you for cultivating bamboo into a big forest. Bamboo produces grandchildren every year.
There are not many beautiful bamboos, and there are also many evil bamboos. A bunch of slaves came to wash it. Listen to me.
Beauty is careful not to hurt, and evil must have roots. Don't worry about your axe, don't worry about your strength.
The night doesn't rest, and the breeze is still full of gardens. In the deep green garden, Cheng Tinggui's family has several bamboo poles, and many people live there. Across the west of the city, there are also several bamboo poles, and several people are deeper than bamboo. I have the same interests as Cui's family, so it's the same.
Living in Zhuxuan is also self-sufficient and has no worries about working. Wen Gong's chest is a thousand acres empty, and Dong Li's door is only one shot.
The old lady in heaven cures evil customs too much, and the boy reports peace every day. Cuishanzhuang is especially high, and the late child will stay out of the cold.
This gentleman's moral integrity is cold and lonely in Xue Zhu, and even more charming in the ice and snow. The curtain fan is trivial and circular.
I only suspect that it was a mistake for Xuanpu to turn over Joan's book.
3. Matsuzaka Plum Poems
The beloved hand moved, and only the plum blossom was accompanied by loneliness. Su Shi is on Xincheng Road (Song Dynasty)
May: I'm very surprised at the late arrival of plum blossoms. I'm trying to take a peek in the snow. Xiao's Brief Introduction to Plum Blossoms in Snow (Tang)
Who knows a cold friend? Bai Juyi (Tang) in Two Poems of Planting Pines
Bamboo. Zhu Yong Xie Tiao (Qi)
Our single lamp shines through the cold and humidity: a clump of bamboo in front of the window, and a stream willow shakes the sand and clear water. Si Kongshu (Tang Dynasty), the parting of Yun Ting and Han Shen.
The wind in the bamboo window is oblique, and there is no limit to sitting alone. Bamboo wind Tang (Tang)
Wild peaches and smiling bamboo fences are short-lived, green and unique, on the bamboo forest covered with rain pine: the pine trees on the mountain will not wither in the dead of winter. (Jin) On Quasi-recorded Middle School Song Poetry
No one knows where to go. I'm worried about two or three loose. Li Bai (Tang) visited a Taoist priest in the mountain.
A pine tree that has become greener because of rain, a stream that originated from the mountain source. Liu Changqing (Tang) was a Taoist priest in Nanxi.
Komatsu is not enough, and the cold branches are fine in autumn frost. Meide tribute
A bottle of cold water counts several branches of spring, and when the fragrance does not decrease. Plum Bottle by Zhang Daoqi (Song Dynasty)
Li Meng Qing Jiang zui mo Xiang
4. Poems about Matsuzaka and Meiju
1, Yongmei's poem:
Wang Mei Anshi
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.
2. Singing Song Poems
Song Song Xie Zicai
Spring festival is unparalleled, who wants to mix dust?
Sometimes thunderstorms lift the heavens and the earth, and it is suspected that the black dragon is alone.
3, chanting bamboo poems
Zhu Zheng Banqiao (Zhengxie)
Section after section, thousands of branches and leaves.
I don't blossom, so I don't tease bees and butterflies.
4. Chrysanthemum Poetry
Tao Jin Yuanming, the master of Heguo.
Fragrant chrysanthemums are in full bloom in Lin Yao, pine trees and Guanyan line.
With this beautiful appearance, it is outstanding for first frost.