A poem expressing the poet's ambition

Takeishi

Zheng Xie

Bamboo is not relaxed at all, its roots are firmly embedded in the cracks in the rocks.

After thousands of tortures and blows, it is still strong, whether it is the southeast wind or the northwest wind in winter, it can bear it and will still be tough and straight.

Limestone hymn

Yu Qian

A thousand hammers cut deep mountains,

When the fire started, it was idle.

I'm not afraid of fractures,

Leave your innocence in the world.

Mo mei

Wang Mian

The first tree in my family, Xiyan Lake, is full of flowers and light ink marks.

Don't boast about the good color, just let the air be full of dried Kun.