Modern prose poems describing bamboo?

Whenever the autumn wind blows away and the winter is coming, bamboo is still green and not cold. This is a simple beauty. The following is my collection for your reference.

Chapter 1: Bamboo

Author: Tao Pingchang

Although bamboo is empty

But it has a tough character.

Facing the storm

It just bends without breaking.

No matter what season

It has an optimistic attitude.

So the seasons are evergreen.

It is an empiricist.

Every time I grow up

Will make a summary.

And a perfectionist.

Every flower is in full bloom.

Has come to the end of life.

Choose to leave at the most beautiful time.

Just to leave a good memory.

It's alive and strong.

Death is romantic.

Chapter two: the belief of bamboo.

Author: Walking in groups

When I was a minor

I said to the land

I will break through the ground.

Destroy your oppression

Someone laughed at me.

What a bold fanatic, sharp-tongued and thick-skinned

Can you show off in the world?

In the storm and thunder

With a love of mountains

My roots are deeply rooted in the soil between the mountains.

Someone flatters me.

Say I insist on castle peak and don't relax.

Good morals and manners!

Face them

I defended myself a thousand times.

You will get a lot of ridicule and flattery.

Chapter 3: The season of bamboo flowering.

Author: the condensation of water

The season of bamboo flowering

The mountain wind drifted across the sea on the grass.

Looking for the moon and legends

Eternal glory and oath

The lamp of vigil and faith

Wet Dawn is the direction of writing poems for you.

The winding mountain road is full of flowers.

Coming from behind the silent mountain.

Sunlight looks for fragrance in your hair.

People like mountains

Carrying the pure weight of bluestone

Rich sweetness

Be ashamed of the dew under your feet

A thin layer of fog.

Lingering with the slender figure of bamboo

Cool mountain spring

That's where we draw water.

High and low birdsong

Gently twist a few bamboo leaves down the river

Self-exiled poet

And the lyre of poetry.

By the lighted bonfire

Looking for a thousand years of love

The night is clear as water.

I feel like a night.

The eternal moon writes poetry.

Chapter 4: Bamboo

Author: Tao Zuo

Gather all your strength

Breakthrough success

Practice internal strength in a down-to-earth manner

Hope to twist to a sharp point

urge

Stay calm.

decision

I am not afraid of wind and rain.

Victory day by day, hard bone

Dare to fight

I see. Every day.

Open-minded-very open/modest.

Not arrogant and impetuous, with a high degree of self-control

Every day is still calm.

Laugh at the sky