2. Poems about bamboo
A poem about bracken 1. Sentences describing bracken
1, open the window, drizzle silently sprinkled on my face, feeling gentle and smooth, like a thin layer of golden bead cream, nourishing my skin, still refreshing; The breeze gently brushed my face, like a lover's breath blowing on my face, with a faint fragrance, especially fresh.
2. Looking out of the window, the rain as fine as a cow's hair and as small as a needle tip swayed with the wind, twisting her waist like a silk thread, dancing all the way from the deep sky, and finally overlapping with the earth, pouring her tenderness, soaking the soil soft and emitting its fragrance. At the bottom of the ditch, there is a unique scenery, which makes people relaxed and happy.
On both sides, there are mountains and peaks, steep walls, lush trees and a stream flowing quietly. Silent mountains, flowing water, movement and quietness constitute a beautiful and harmonious scenery at the bottom of the ditch.
4. Standing on the bamboo building paved by Miba, the green of the dam comes into view. Coconut groves chase Lv Yun, sugar cane is fragrant, tea is fragrant and intoxicating everywhere.
Everywhere is lush and boundless green, everywhere is tidal green. Looking at the horizon, I occasionally see clear mountain shadows.
In the blue waves, big banyan trees, lush phoenix bamboos and fruitful betel nuts are covered with colorful Dai bamboo buildings. 5, red wild strawberries, a little red in the evergreen bush, laughed out of a free state of mind.
I quickly reached out my flexible hands and shuttled between strawberry thorns, busy with green. A sweet fruit fell into the pocket.
I tasted it with my mouth, and the sweet and unique taste stimulated the tip of my tongue, enjoying the feeling of leisurely meditation, leaving fragrance in my lips and teeth and staying in my heart. 6. The oriole just sings. Above the village, in the Woods and on people's dirt, a group of flower magpies in simple black and white skirts appeared, and then they sang happily all day.
7. Cloudy with rain in Mao Mao. In late spring, green can be seen everywhere, and the green in the fog is very thick, as if it can pinch water.
On the bank of the Yellow River, the cool breeze is blowing gently and the clothes are fluttering, but it can't erase the frolicking and enthusiasm of a group of more than a dozen donkey friends. Along the green path leading to the dam head, a string of laughter was thrown back. 8. The mountains surrounded in the distance are drizzling.
You can't see that the beautiful mountains are lush in May, only hazy beauty. 9. On the way, my beloved yellow dog ran back and forth closely behind me.
After a while, it was behind, walking at a brisk pace, relaxed and effortless; After a while, it ran to the front, pricked up its curious ears and listened to the movement around it; After a while, it broke into the fork in the road again, barking ... "In high spirits, it broke the peace of the mountain road. Sometimes it seems to have found something and barked and ran forward.
10. With the chirping of magpies, the willows on the river bank burst yellow, the rape blossoms in the fields were brilliant, the bamboo forests were faint, the cauliflower was yellow, and the world suddenly became clear. 1 1. The fence is covered with vines.
Young leaves and buds jump out of the branches. They are interested in photography. Looking at the young leaves and buds in the backlight, they are yellow, furry and lively. This is life. 12, the river flowing through the bamboo building flows quietly, flapping the eternal dream of the bamboo building.
It was quiet in the stockade, deep in the bamboo forest, Dai girls walked through the water, and their long skirts swayed with Ana's body. Dai girls are witches made of water, and water is the soul of Dai families.
The bamboo house is accompanied by water, and the spring water tinkles, which adds a kind of leisure, elegance and calmness, not to mention the water and bamboo house here. Natural and harmonious, simple and beautiful bamboo building inherits the tenderness of water and the eternity of spring! 13, one side of the road is a hill covered with turquoise hills.
They are in the arms of the mountain, showing their comfortable smiles heartily. In the quiet valley, a fresh air seeped into the heart and spleen, penetrated into the heart, refreshed both physically and mentally, and a cool feeling spread all over the body.
Unknown weeds are busy decorating Shan Ye, growing wildly, and competing with Sandy Wu, which makes them appear and show rich breath. 14, the dense reeds are light green, and crystal clear raindrops flow slowly along the green.
Swinging with the wind, like countless women in green shirts, generously gave us spotless air. We can't help breathing deeply and greedily. Suddenly, every cell and even the whole body and mind seem to be soaked by the fragrance of reeds! 15. After climbing the hillside, the other side is no longer attractive oranges, but slender Chinese fir trees.
They stood beautifully. Chinese fir stands freely under the boundless sky, and the breeze blows, as if singing softly to me, trying to be gentle.
The sharp leaves have also become gentle and charming in my eyes, with a variety of customs. 16, the breeze blows, and ripples are formed on the sand surface, just like steak.
The mountains are green, the water is green and the sand is white, but I am happy. There are large and small stones scattered on the beach with different shapes, just like the seaside.
Riverbanks, boulders and sand dunes make up a wonderful landscape. Nature is so magical that I am amazed. 17. The winding stone road leads all the way to the densely forested canyon. Pink peach blossoms, red apricot flowers and white pear flowers are everywhere, and the frozen river is gurgling.
18, the mountain breeze blows the morning mist, like strips of white satin, gently and slowly covering the scattered villages with a thin layer of soft yarn. The big banyan trees, mango orchards and coconut groves on the edge of the village are shaded by unique bamboo buildings, and everything here is dyed green.
19, stepping on a small bridge made of bamboo, bypassing a steaming stream, immersed in an ancient dream. There are misty raindrops in the sky, only the sound of rain falling on bananas is heard, and only the faint rain drops on the newly-grown green leaves and red flowers, which makes this natural green and red look so delicate.
The drizzle continued, and the whole village was wet. It is surrounded by green rain and fog, like a thin white veil, which covers the wonders of the village, but also adds a bit of mystery to the original beautiful scenery. 20. Looking up, I saw that the cliffs are steep, varied and ever-changing. Some are like city walls, some are like city gates, some are like figures, and some are like animals. Looking sideways, it is interesting, watching and sighing, and I can't help but sigh that nature's uncanny workmanship can create such wonders.
2. Ancient poems of Phyllostachys pubescens in Lijiang River
Qingwen/Yi Xuan
Tourists arrive in Guilin and walk on the green path. White clouds are floating in the blue sky, the sunshine of lily shines on the picturesque countryside, the green river is sparkling, Yue Xian is lingering on the gongs and drums beach, and beautiful bamboo leaves are fluttering in the breeze. They all deeply felt that Guilin was full of endless poems, endless paintings, beautiful and moving cucurbit silk and melodious folk songs.
Phoenix bamboo in Guilin, like a Zhuang girl who longs for love, is gentle, pure, quiet and beautiful, which always brings people a fresh and sweet feeling, and makes people feel that they live in a poetic home and exude fragrance everywhere.
Rows of high-rise buildings in Guilin are more resplendent and magnificent under the shadow of clusters of bamboo. The boulevard seems to be permeated with an elegant mood. People's smiles seem to be filled with sweet bamboo rhyme, beautiful notes jump in the Hulusheng, and the strings sway. The melody of spring water is flowing in the folk songs, which are green.
Yamazaki, the Baili Gallery on the banks of Lijiang River, is full of water, dancing with bamboos, the aura of mountains and rivers, the idyllic blue waves and the fragrance of wild flowers, which is pleasing to the eye and refreshing. There are bamboo forests on both sides of Di Yang. From a distance, they are as soft and beautiful as green fog. The river rises and falls like the Luoqing Belt, and the peaks reflect each other like the Hosta. Close up, the bamboo branches are tall, the bamboo tips are light and the bamboo leaves are beautiful. Bamboo appears noble and ethereal among the strange peaks and green fields. In the faint Shan Lan, they are full of love, lush and drizzly, singing in the breeze and whispering in the glow, which makes people feel that the singer Liu Sanjie is still standing on a bamboo raft or walking through the dense bamboo forest, spreading folk songs all over the Lijiang River and spreading joy to thousands of families. The sound of nature lingers in people's ears and ripples in people's hearts.
Phoenix bamboos swaying in the wind between the green plains, ancient banyan green, pleasant shade, permeated with strong country style and national feelings. The ancient farmhouse smoke curled up, and the white walls were covered with tiles. Fertile land and beautiful pool, quiet and quiet, yellow hair and happiness, such as fairyland, dreamlike.
In the forest park, next to the phoenix bamboo stand, the water is beautiful and graceful, and the reflection is in the clear stream of the waterfall. The sun is rolling and the breeze is light, floating in it, picturesque. Although these bamboos grow on the edge of strange peaks and rocks, they are still full of vitality and charm.
Surrounded by mountains and patches of phoenix bamboo, it seems that there are magnificent myths, beautiful stories and touching legends. The mountain peaks that make people feel tall and handsome, like heroic Zhuang brothers, light up their rich and high-pitched voices, sing melodious songs, stand tall in the fairyland on earth, hold their hearts like valleys, and carry articles with them, which will be passed down to future generations.
The green bamboos in Guilin, the crisp sound of bamboo leaves, such as the strings plucked by the breeze, are as beautiful as the rippling melody of blue waves. A faint fragrance of bamboo leaves, such as nectar sprinkled by a fairy, is fascinating like agarwood refined by Chang 'e. The spiritual temperament of bamboo is fascinating and fascinating.
After visiting Guilin, where the landscape is the best in the world, I always seem to miss the swaying natural scenery of Fengzhu. The mountains have the wonderful charm of water and there is a delicate and beautiful beauty in my heart. Standing in the landscape corridor, I silently thanked the people who planted phoenix bamboo on the beautiful green hills. They planted the spirituality, temperament and spirit of bamboo in a paradise on earth, which made people feel that the scenic spots were particularly beautiful and life was very interesting.
3. Lyrics of Pteris in the Moonlight
Bambusa in the moonlight;
cucurbit flute
Moonlight, bamboo below
Soft and beautiful, like green fog.
Good girl in the bamboo building
As bright as the night pearl. Listen.
How much affectionate cucurbit silk.
Pour out my love for you.
hey
A good girl like a golden peacock
Why don't you open the window?
Moonlight, bamboo below
Soft and beautiful, like green fog.
Good girl in the bamboo building
Who opens the door and opens the window for?
Oh, it's little Peng Yan from the Academy of Agricultural Sciences.
Take this night pearl with you.
hey
The golden peacock followed the golden red deer.
Let's go to the green fog.
Hey ... Hey. ...
The golden peacock followed the golden red deer.
Let's go to the green fog.
4. Poems describing gourds
Hulusi's solo "Spotted Bamboo in the Moonlight" sounds very beautiful and gives people a refreshing feeling. I can't help but think of the lush phoenix-tailed bamboo forest. The unique pavilions and pavilions of the Dai family are scattered in the bamboo forest, just like the stars in the sky, surrounded by mountains and waters. In the harmonious moonlight, cucurbit silk is faintly floating in the bamboo forest, which is quiet and elegant.
The deep, melodious and euphemistic sound of the cucurbit is so intoxicating: on a bright moonlit night, the Ruili River flows quietly, the river is sparkling in the silver moonlight, and the moonlight is like water, quietly pouring on an anchovy, and the mottled bamboo shadows sway with the wind. The breeze gently blows the phoenix bamboo, which looks like a layer of green fog flying from a distance. A-mei, a beautiful woman in the bamboo building, gazed out of the window with deep affection. The sound of cucurbits admired by spoony brothers outside the bamboo building is even more lingering in the quiet night, telling their love.
This moonlight, this gourd silk, this love and this euphemistic melody are so soft, sincere and desirable. Phoenix bamboo in the moonlight is full of poetry and painting, and the love songs of Dai children always touch our hearts. ...
5. Bamboo Poetry
Zhu dufu
The green bamboo is half hidden, and the new buds are out of the wall.
Sex invades books late, but it is better than wine.
The rain washed Juanjuan clean, and the wind blew a fragrance.
But without cutting, I will meet the clouds.
Zhu Shi Zheng Banqiao
Insisting on the castle peak is not relaxed, and it is fundamentally in the broken rock;
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.
Zhu Zheng Banqiao
The whole world loves to grow flowers, but the old people only grow bamboo.
Frost and snow move to court, and new green is sprinkled.
After a quiet snowy night, the shadow lost its green color.
Don't be blown away by the wind.
Concerto for the Soul of Singing Bamboo
Wind and rain can not break the waist, awe-inspiring the sky.
Don't compete for spring scenery with colors, only show jade robes in severe winter.
If the valley is empty, accompanied by orchids, it is noble and elegant.
Everyone laughs at my thin figure, but only Meijun knows that I am tall.
Zhu Zan Han Zhongwei
Modesty is self-centered, and you can keep exercising in the wind and rain.
Elegance depends on the poet, forgetting chic and carefree.
Silk and bamboo are knowledgeable.
Walking alone in the blue sea, poetry sleeves provoke the breeze;
Think of the true meaning after the storm, why the clouds go deep into the valley.
At the end of the year, bamboo singing snow is as idle as wild cranes.
Thin branches and dense leaves look like drunkenness, just like a beautiful woman playing under the moon. Phoenix flies vertically and horizontally near the water, and the mountains dance high.
Cut dreams with clouds, and listen to the wind with snow. With an open-minded and innocent look, Diaoyutai reported peace.
Zhu Yong is like Fan Xin.
Blast has a bad reputation, and it is not surprising to enter Yunping.
Thousands of feet's cold tip can be straight, and a thin bone is the most distinct.
Sweep the snow in front of the door and draw an empty stomach.
I often live in a secluded place with Yaxian, who is Lan Ju's friend Mei Qing.
Cao Fang Road, Phoenix Bamboo in the Moonlight
The shadow under the moon is clear, and Guanyin shows green makeup.
Soft yarn condenses jade dew, and its posture is weak and delicate.
Petite and careless, shy and silent.
The green shirt is drunk, and the dream is long.
Gu gu Tian Cui Zhu Yan Yu hang
The waterside pavilion forest broke ground and rocked Yu Qingyun.
The wind is still lingering, and the rainstorm has reached the edge of melting.
High spirits, frost deceives snow and suppresses ambition.
Ruth wrote a brief history, and wealth brought it to the early spring.
A poem about bracken 1. Sentences describing bracken
1, open the window, drizzle silently sprinkled on my face, feeling gentle and smooth, like a thin layer of golden bead cream, nourishing my skin, still refreshing; The breeze gently brushed my face, like a lover's breath blowing on my face, with a faint fragrance, especially fresh.
2. Looking out of the window, the rain as fine as a cow's hair and as small as a needle tip swayed with the wind, twisting her waist like a silk thread, dancing all the way from the deep sky, and finally overlapping with the earth, pouring her tenderness, soaking the soil soft and emitting its fragrance. At the bottom of the ditch, there is a unique scenery, which makes people relaxed and happy.
On both sides, there are mountains and peaks, steep walls, lush trees and a stream flowing quietly. Silent mountains, flowing water, movement and quietness constitute a beautiful and harmonious scenery at the bottom of the ditch.
4. Standing on the bamboo building paved by Miba, the green of the dam comes into view. Coconut groves chase Lv Yun, sugar cane is fragrant, tea is fragrant and intoxicating everywhere.
Everywhere is lush and boundless green, everywhere is tidal green. Looking at the horizon, I occasionally see clear mountain shadows.
In the blue waves, big banyan trees, lush phoenix bamboos and fruitful betel nuts are covered with colorful Dai bamboo buildings. 5, red wild strawberries, a little red in the evergreen bush, laughed out of a free state of mind.
I quickly reached out my flexible hands and shuttled between strawberry thorns, busy with green. A sweet fruit fell into the pocket.
I tasted it with my mouth, and the sweet and unique taste stimulated the tip of my tongue, enjoying the feeling of leisurely meditation, leaving fragrance in my lips and teeth and staying in my heart. 6. The oriole just sings. Above the village, in the Woods and on people's dirt, a group of flower magpies in simple black and white skirts appeared, and then they sang happily all day.
7. Cloudy with rain in Mao Mao. In late spring, green can be seen everywhere, and the green in the fog is very thick, as if it can pinch water.
On the bank of the Yellow River, the cool breeze is blowing gently and the clothes are fluttering, but it can't erase the frolicking and enthusiasm of a group of more than a dozen donkey friends. Along the green path leading to the dam head, a string of laughter was thrown back. 8. The mountains surrounded in the distance are drizzling.
You can't see that the beautiful mountains are lush in May, only hazy beauty. 9. On the way, my beloved yellow dog ran back and forth closely behind me.
After a while, it was behind, walking at a brisk pace, relaxed and effortless; After a while, it ran to the front, pricked up its curious ears and listened to the movement around it; After a while, it broke into the fork in the road again, barking ... "In high spirits, it broke the peace of the mountain road. Sometimes it seems to have found something and barked and ran forward.
10. With the chirping of magpies, the willows on the river bank burst yellow, the rape blossoms in the fields were brilliant, the bamboo forests were faint, the cauliflower was yellow, and the world suddenly became clear. 1 1. The fence is covered with vines.
Young leaves and buds jump out of the branches. They are interested in photography. Looking at the young leaves and buds in the backlight, they are yellow, furry and lively. This is life. 12, the river flowing through the bamboo building flows quietly, flapping the eternal dream of the bamboo building.
It was quiet in the stockade, deep in the bamboo forest, Dai girls walked through the water, and their long skirts swayed with Ana's body. Dai girls are witches made of water, and water is the soul of Dai families.
The bamboo house is accompanied by water, and the spring water tinkles, which adds a kind of leisure, elegance and calmness, not to mention the water and bamboo house here. Natural and harmonious, simple and beautiful bamboo building inherits the tenderness of water and the eternity of spring! 13, one side of the road is a hill covered with turquoise hills.
They are in the arms of the mountain, showing their comfortable smiles heartily. In the quiet valley, a fresh air seeped into the heart and spleen, penetrated into the heart, refreshed both physically and mentally, and a cool feeling spread all over the body.
Unknown weeds are busy decorating Shan Ye, growing wildly, and competing with Sandy Wu, which makes them appear and show rich breath. 14, the dense reeds are light green, and crystal clear raindrops flow slowly along the green.
Swinging with the wind, like countless women in green shirts, generously gave us spotless air. We can't help breathing deeply and greedily. Suddenly, every cell and even the whole body and mind seem to be soaked by the fragrance of reeds! 15. After climbing the hillside, the other side is no longer attractive oranges, but slender Chinese fir trees.
They stood beautifully. Chinese fir stands freely under the boundless sky, and the breeze blows, as if singing softly to me, trying to be gentle.
The sharp leaves have also become gentle and charming in my eyes, with a variety of customs. 16, the breeze blows, and ripples are formed on the sand surface, just like steak.
The mountains are green, the water is green and the sand is white, but I am happy. There are large and small stones scattered on the beach with different shapes, just like the seaside.
Riverbanks, boulders and sand dunes make up a wonderful landscape. Nature is so magical that I am amazed. 17. The winding stone road leads all the way to the densely forested canyon. Pink peach blossoms, red apricot flowers and white pear flowers are everywhere, and the frozen river is gurgling.
18, the mountain breeze blows the morning mist, like strips of white satin, gently and slowly covering the scattered villages with a thin layer of soft yarn. The big banyan trees, mango orchards and coconut groves on the edge of the village are shaded by unique bamboo buildings, and everything here is dyed green.
19, stepping on a small bridge made of bamboo, bypassing a steaming stream, immersed in an ancient dream. There are misty raindrops in the sky, only the sound of rain falling on bananas is heard, and only the faint rain drops on the newly-grown green leaves and red flowers, which makes this natural green and red look so delicate.
The drizzle continued, and the whole village was wet. It is surrounded by green rain and fog, like a thin white veil, which covers the wonders of the village, but also adds a bit of mystery to the original beautiful scenery. 20. Looking up, I saw that the cliffs are steep, varied and ever-changing. Some are like city walls, some are like city gates, some are like figures, and some are like animals. Looking sideways, it is interesting, watching and sighing, and I can't help but sigh that nature's uncanny workmanship can create such wonders.
2. Ancient poems of Phyllostachys pubescens in Lijiang River
Qingwen/Yi Xuan
Tourists arrive in Guilin and walk on the green path. White clouds are floating in the blue sky, the sunshine of lily shines on the picturesque countryside, the green river is sparkling, Yue Xian is lingering on the gongs and drums beach, and beautiful bamboo leaves are fluttering in the breeze. They all deeply felt that Guilin was full of endless poems, endless paintings, beautiful and moving cucurbit silk and melodious folk songs.
Phoenix bamboo in Guilin, like a Zhuang girl who longs for love, is gentle, pure, quiet and beautiful, which always brings people a fresh and sweet feeling, and makes people feel that they live in a poetic home and exude fragrance everywhere.
Rows of high-rise buildings in Guilin are more resplendent and magnificent under the shadow of clusters of bamboo. The boulevard seems to be permeated with an elegant mood. People's smiles seem to be filled with sweet bamboo rhyme, beautiful notes jump in the Hulusheng, and the strings sway. The melody of spring water is flowing in the folk songs, which are green.
Yamazaki, the Baili Gallery on the banks of Lijiang River, is full of water, dancing with bamboos, the aura of mountains and rivers, the idyllic blue waves and the fragrance of wild flowers, which is pleasing to the eye and refreshing. There are bamboo forests on both sides of Di Yang. From a distance, they are as soft and beautiful as green fog. The river rises and falls like the Luoqing Belt, and the peaks reflect each other like the Hosta. Close up, the bamboo branches are tall, the bamboo tips are light and the bamboo leaves are beautiful. Bamboo is noble and ethereal among the strange peaks and green fields. In the faint Shan Lan, they are full of love, lush and drizzly, singing in the breeze and whispering in the glow, which makes people feel that the singer Liu Sanjie is still standing on a bamboo raft or walking through the dense bamboo forest, spreading folk songs all over the Lijiang River and spreading joy to thousands of families. The sound of nature lingers in people's ears and ripples in people's hearts.
Phoenix bamboos swaying in the wind between the green plains, ancient banyan green, pleasant shade, permeated with strong country style and national feelings. The ancient farmhouse smoke curled up, and the white walls were covered with tiles. Fertile land and beautiful pool, quiet and quiet, yellow hair and happiness, such as fairyland, dreamlike.
In the forest park, next to the phoenix bamboo stand, the water is beautiful and graceful, and the reflection is in the clear stream of the waterfall. The sun is rolling and the breeze is light, floating in it, picturesque. Although these bamboos grow on the edge of strange peaks and rocks, they are still full of vitality and charm.
Surrounded by mountains and patches of phoenix bamboo, it seems that there are magnificent myths, beautiful stories and touching legends. The mountain peaks that make people feel tall and handsome, like heroic Zhuang brothers, light up their rich and high-pitched voices, sing melodious songs, stand tall in the fairyland on earth, hold their hearts like valleys, and carry articles with them, which will be passed down to future generations.
The green bamboos in Guilin, the crisp sound of bamboo leaves, such as the strings plucked by the breeze, are as beautiful as the rippling melody of blue waves. A faint fragrance of bamboo leaves, such as nectar sprinkled by a fairy, is fascinating like agarwood refined by Chang 'e. The spiritual temperament of bamboo is fascinating and desirable.
After visiting Guilin, where the landscape is the best in the world, I always seem to miss the swaying natural scenery of Fengzhu, the wonderful charm of the mountains with water, and a delicate and beautiful beauty in my heart. Standing in the landscape corridor, I silently thanked the people who planted phoenix bamboo on the beautiful green hills. They planted the spirituality, temperament and spirit of bamboo in a paradise on earth, which made people feel that the scenic spots were particularly beautiful and life was very interesting.
3. Poems describing gourds
Hulusi's solo "Spotted Bamboo in the Moonlight" sounds very beautiful and gives people a refreshing feeling. I can't help but think of the lush phoenix-tailed bamboo forest. The unique pavilions and pavilions of the Dai family are scattered in the bamboo forest, just like the stars in the sky, surrounded by mountains and waters. In the harmonious moonlight, cucurbit silk is faintly floating in the bamboo forest, which is quiet and elegant.
The deep, melodious and euphemistic sound of the cucurbit is so intoxicating: on a bright moonlit night, the Ruili River flows quietly, the river is sparkling in the silver moonlight, and the moonlight is like water, quietly pouring on an anchovy, and the mottled bamboo shadows sway with the wind. The breeze gently blows the phoenix bamboo, which looks like a layer of green fog flying from a distance. A-mei, a beautiful woman in the bamboo building, gazed out of the window with deep affection. The sound of cucurbits admired by spoony brothers outside the bamboo building is even more lingering in the quiet night, telling their love.
This moonlight, this gourd silk, this love and this euphemistic melody are so soft, sincere and desirable. Phoenix bamboo in the moonlight is full of poetry and painting, and the love songs of Dai children always touch our hearts. ...
4. Bamboo Poetry
Bamboo Du Fu's green bamboo is half-hidden, and new buds are out of the wall.
Sex invades books late, but it is better than wine. The rain washed Juanjuan clean, and the wind blew a fragrance.
But without cutting, I will meet the clouds. Zheng Banqiao, a bamboo stone, insists that Qingshan does not relax and its roots are broken; 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.
Bamboo Zheng Banqiao loves to grow flowers all over the world, but the old people only grow bamboo, and the frost and snow move to the court, and the new green is sprinkled. After a quiet night of snow, the shadow is green, don't be blown away by the wind, it's exquisite and broken.
Concerto for Singing Bamboo Soul is indomitable in the storm, and it is awe-inspiring and stands out from the crowd. Don't compete for spring scenery with colors, only show jade robes in severe winter.
If the valley is empty, accompanied by orchids, it is noble and elegant. Everyone laughs at my thin figure, but only Meijun knows that I am tall.
Zhu Zan Han Zhongwei is humble and self-centered, and he can keep exercising in the wind and rain. Elegance depends on the poet, forgetting chic and carefree.
Thinking about bamboo and stone, walking alone in the blue sea, waving poetry sleeves to provoke the breeze; Think of the true meaning after the storm, why the clouds go deep into the valley. At the end of the year, reading snow bamboo is as idle as a wild crane, and the branches are sparse and the leaves are dense, just like a beauty play under the moon.
Phoenix flies vertically and horizontally near the water, and the mountains dance high. Cut dreams with clouds, and listen to the wind with snow.
With an open-minded and innocent look, Diaoyutai reported peace. Singing bamboo like water, with a high heart and a weak reputation. It is not surprising to enter the cloud screen.
Thousands of feet's cold tip can be straight, and a thin bone is the most distinct. Sweep the snow in front of the door and draw an empty stomach.
I often live in a secluded place with Yaxian, who is Lan Ju's friend Mei Qing. Under the moonlight, Fengzhu Fangcao Road is shaded by the clear moon, and Guanyin shows green makeup.
Soft yarn condenses jade dew, and its posture is weak and delicate. Petite and careless, shy and silent.
The green shirt is drunk, and the dream is long. Partridges, bamboos, misty rain, water pavilions, mountains and forests, creating the world and shaking the clouds.
The wind is still lingering, and the rainstorm has reached the edge of melting. High spirits, frost deceives snow and suppresses ambition.
Ruth wrote a brief history, and wealth brought it to the early spring.