School with infinite spring scenery, blue half dragged out of Chai Men.
I'm lazy to watch butterflies wear flowers and shadows, and I only love bamboo in front of the slope.
Written on February 18th, the year of Gengzi.
Small feeling
Bamboo is known as one of the three friends of cold. I have always conquered the hearts of many literati with my unique quality and charm. Of course, I am no exception. Although I can't be called a scholar, it doesn't prevent me from liking it.
The first poem I read about bamboo was Bamboo Stone written by Zheng Banqiao, who loved bamboo all his life. "I insist that the green hills are not relaxed, and the roots are in the broken rocks. A thousand blows are still strong, and the wind is east, west, north and south. "
This poem about bamboo is not about the feminine side of bamboo, but expresses the inner spirit that bamboo's vitality is firmly rooted in rocks and stands proudly in the face of harsh environment and wind and rain.
At the same time, the author also expressed his unyielding noble sentiment in the bustling world, such as bamboo.
Of course, there are also many poems about bamboo, such as Wang Wei's Bamboo House, where I am playing the piano and humming. The voice is so low that no one can hear it except my partner Mingyue. " The philosophy and distant artistic conception contained in it are also worth our in-depth understanding and feeling.