People are thin when they are born with compassion, and even more rigid when they are old. I once shared the rain and dew with Artemisia selengensis, and finally sought the frost with pine and cypress.
I'm tired of plants that take root and sprout. I want to ask Linglun to learn from Phoenix. In addition, Zheng Banqiao's is also good: Zheng Xie insists on the green hills, and the roots are breaking rocks.
There are many romantic poems in the east, west, north and south, among which there are several famous ones: the mountain light in the west of Xia Nan Pavilion is suddenly extinguished, and the moon in the east rises from the lake.
I let go of my hair to enjoy the coolness at night, opened the window and lay down peacefully. The evening breeze sent waves of lotus fragrance, and the dew on the bamboo leaves made a crisp sound.
I thought I would want to make a song, make a song, I just hate my friends in front of me. Feeling for a night, I miss my old friends all night, and it is hard to miss them in my dreams.
On an autumn night in the deep mountains, Wang Wei stood empty after the rain. The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks.
The bamboo forest is sonorous, the washerwoman returns, and the lotus leaves are swaying to get on the canoe. Spring spring might as well give it a rest, and the autumn sun can stay on the hills for a long time.
Wang Wei in Zhuliguan leans alone in the dense bamboo, and I am playing the pipa and humming a song. It's too light for anyone to hear, except my partner, Mingyue.
Stay in the Rockfall Pavilion, and send a message to Cui Yong, Cui Yan, Li Shangyin, and the bamboo dock is clean and clean, and Acacia is separated from the city. Autumn frost flies late, leaving dry lotus to listen to the rain.
Su Shi, the night scene by Huichong River, is a prophet of warm ducks by the river. Artemisia arenaria is full of short reed buds, which is the time when puffer fish want to fuck.
2. Ancient poetry is about bamboo poetry, insisting that the green hills are not relaxed, and the 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 Stone" Xie
New bamboo is taller than old bamboo, and their growth is supported by old branches.
I will come out again the next year and grow taller. -"Bamboo Stone" Xie
Bamboo shadow poetry is thin, and plum blossoms are fragrant in dreams.
The poor moon won't go down to the west wing tonight. -"Jueju" Wang Yuan listens to you
When they started planting bamboo, they used their spines to form a fence, carefully protecting the growth of Hsinchu, which was shaded by trees and rippled in the water.
The summer breeze blows across the ground, as if autumn is advancing into the sky, and the sun is high in the sky, without feeling the heat at noon.
When the shells of bamboo shoots fall off, they hear rustling sound, bamboo jointing stage, sparse and sparse appearance.
Back in my spare time, I often come here. At that time, I took my pillow and bamboo mat with me and slept well. -"East Lake Hsinchu" Song Luyou
I am eager to find an ancient poem about bamboo. "I would rather eat without meat than live without bamboo. No meat makes people thin and no bamboo makes people vulgar. People are thin and fat, but ordinary people are incurable. " -Su Dongpo.
Bamboo has been the subject of poets and painters since ancient times. There are many poems about bamboo in ancient poetry: the earliest collection of poems, The Book of Songs, contains the phrase "Look at the Olympics, the bamboo is green"; Wang Weiyou in the Tang Dynasty: "The sound of bamboo calls for the laundry girl to return, and the lotus leaves are collected in front of the fishing boat"; Bai Juyi's "Bamboo rustling beside the pavilion, your water gurgling" and so on.
Zheng Banqiao, an eccentric in Yangzhou, painted many bamboo paintings and wrote poems on them. He wrote an inscription on the bamboo stone: "I insist that the green hills are not relaxed and rooted in the broken rocks, but they are still strong and willing to face the wind in the east, west, north and south." It means that a person should have a strong character, no matter what he does, it is difficult to take root and sprout without a firm and tenacious spirit.
That should be enough. That's all I remember.
4. Complete Works of Writing Bamboo Poems and Ancient Poems (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.
Bamboo (Dongpo, Su Song)
Eating without meat is better than living without bamboo;
No meat makes people thin, no bamboo makes people vulgar.
Zhu Yong (Fu Bangru)
Breaking ground, Lingyun is getting higher and higher, and the cold drive is leading all the way.
Don't shed tears of passion, wish to melt ice and snow for Chunshan.
Singing bamboo (seven laws)
Small bridges and flowing water around the hut make it comfortable to live and settle down. The wind destroys the body, the roots are still upright, the snow presses the waist and the branches are stronger.
Being famous, he always keeps the festival, and his mind is empty and dark. Not afraid of frost and heat, it is beautiful in spring, summer, autumn and winter.
A kind of bamboo
Tang jianxun
Joan's day was full of wind, and she forgot to go back for sex.
The most pitiful rustle in the sunset is covered with flowers and shadows.
jasmine
Tang Lizhong
Occasionally, I moved from a monastery on the mountain to build bricks.
The fine wind rises all day long, and birds sometimes come.
Screen the moon to draw poems, cage cigarettes with wine glasses.
The south window sleeps lightly, and the wind and rain sprinkle lightly.
A kind of bamboo
Tangzhenggu
Suitable for smoke, rain and wind, but loose when hidden in water.
Xiao Sao moved from Yuansi, and Xi came to see the striker.
The moss invades the spring buds, and the winding path is slightly sunny in midsummer.
Rogue apricot flowers are full of creativity, and several branches blend together.
Don du fu
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.
Takeishi
Zheng Qing 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.
Hedgehog bamboo
(Qing) Zheng Banqiao
A piece of green shade is like washing, why bother to protect bamboo?
It is better to use bamboo as a fence than to ask for help.
A kind of bamboo
(Qing) 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.
5. Poems on bamboo should praise the indomitable spirit of bamboo 1, Zheng Xie Bamboo Stone in Qing Dynasty;
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.
Interpretation: Bamboo does not relax in grasping the green hills, and its roots are firmly rooted in the cracks in the rocks. After thousands of years of torture and blows, it is still so strong, whether it is the southeast wind in hot summer or the northwest wind in cold winter, it can bear it and will remain tough and straight.
2. In the Tang Dynasty, Du Fu's "Yan Zhenggong Zhai Tong Zhu Yong":
The green bamboo is half hidden, and the new buds are out of the wall.
The color invades the book late, and the shadow is cooler than the bottle.
The rain washed Juanjuan clean, and the wind blew a fragrance.
But without cutting, I will meet the clouds.
Interpretation: Half of the light green bamboo is still wrapped in bamboo shoots, and the new branches have just extended out of the wall. The shadow of bamboo is reflected in the book, which makes people feel dim. Zhu Ying felt cold when she walked past the bottle. Bamboo looks beautiful and clean after being washed by rain, and it can smell a faint fragrance when the breeze blows. As long as it is not destroyed, you can definitely see it grow to the height of the cloud.
3. Li He's bamboo slips in Tang Dynasty:
Into the hydrological light movement, take time to shadow the spring.
Dew, Watson, bamboo shoots, moss, frost roots.
Weaving can carry fragrance and sweat, and shearing can catch brocade scales.
Three beams have been put into use, one for Wang Sun.
Interpretation: In spring, the hollow bamboo shows a beautiful green image on the sparkling water: gently swaying and gently surging ... Dewdrops shine on the forest path covered with bamboo shoots, and moss gently rubs frost on the bamboo roots.
Bamboo can be woven into bamboo mats for beautiful girls to enjoy the cool; You can also cut into fishing rods and catch a few baskets of big fish. It is said that the lining of the three-beam hat is made of bamboo. I cut a bamboo and prepared it for Wang Sun to wear!
4. Lu You's East Lake Hsinchu in Song Dynasty:
When they started planting bamboo, they used their spines to form a fence, carefully protecting the growth of Hsinchu, which was shaded by trees and rippled in the water.
The summer breeze blows across the ground, as if autumn is advancing into the sky, and the sun is high in the sky, without feeling the heat at noon.
When the shells of bamboo shoots fall off, they hear rustling sound, bamboo jointing stage, sparse and sparse appearance.
Back in my spare time, I often come here. At that time, I took my pillow and bamboo mat with me and slept well.
Interpretation: When bamboo was first planted, it was woven into a fence with thorns, and Hsinchu was carefully protected. Hsinchu grows and is reflected in the water waves. The summer breeze blows across the ground, as if autumn came early and the sun was shining, and I couldn't feel the heat at noon.
When the bamboo shell falls off, I hear the rustling sound. When the bamboo jointing, the beautiful scattered images appear at first. When I retire, I often come here. I still brought a pillow and a bamboo mat when I came, so I could sleep everywhere.
5. Bai Juyi's topic Li Ciyun's window bamboo in Tang Dynasty:
It doesn't need to be cut into pipes or fishing rods.
After thousands of flowers and herbs wither, they stay in the snow.
Explanation: Straight bamboo doesn't need to be planted to make a flute with beautiful sound like Feng Ming's, nor does it need to be used as a fishing rod. As long as you see, after the cold winter, thousands of flowers and grasses have withered, and only the bamboo in front of the window is still green; When heavy snow falls, the only green plant in the white sky has a proud and cold mood in Ling Xue.
6. Poems about bamboo (4 sentences) Bamboo stones
Zheng Qing Banqiao
Light smoke Gu Mo, write half of this gentleman,
There is no need to report peace, you have seen strong winds.
Takeishi
Zheng Qing 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.
Tell me to go back to Li, draw bamboo and bid farewell to the gentlemen and people of wei county.
Zheng Qing Banqiao
If you don't lose your black veil, your sleeves will get cold;
Write a thin bamboo and make it into a fishing rod on the autumn river.
Junior Li Aishan's predecessor
(Qing) Zheng Banqiao
Why look for the autumn wind to find the bamboo road?
It's cloudy, where is the autumn sound?
And the works of learning messengers presented by Yu Dianyuan.
(Qing) Zheng Banqiao
Zhou Yang has been a painter for ten years. He is a painter who has used ochre ink instead of rouge for a long time.
The bamboos and cypresses written have no color, but they sell outdated Dongfeng.
Hotels in Yan Zheng sing bamboo and Du Fu.
The green bamboo is half hidden, and the new buds are out of the wall. The color invades the book late, and the shadow is cooler than the bottle.
The rain washed Juanjuan clean, and the wind blew a fragrance. But without cutting, I will meet the clouds.
Liu Zongyuan, Kuzhu Qiaoyuan.
Gao Qiao is connected with a faint path, winding through the sparse bamboo forest. Share hardships and be humble. Overlooking the trickle,
Listen to the rustling songs. Clouds in the pool, birds in the mountains. I'm afraid Tianjin won't be needed. The habitat is much cooler.
Zhu Deyu
Wild bamboo has its own path, more than three miles around the stream. Scattered bombs are covered with layers of mounds, reflecting the clear canal sadly.
Looking at Lin Jing at sunset, Zhigu is popular. With few family and friends, who wants to cook fish?
Yuan Zhen Xin Zhu
Cool colors are in full bloom. Ran Ran floating coagulate powder, rustling gradually attracted the wind.
It's sunny and rainy, but it's sparse. Only Tuan Tuan Festival, faithful size.
7. Poems describing bamboo and reciting ancient poems of bamboo ("Qi Harmony")
A clump of bamboo in front of the window is green and unique.
The southern branches cross the northern leaves, and the new bamboo is mixed with the old branches.
The moonlight is dense and windy.
It doesn't matter if you fly, but you can watch it alone.
But I hate following the trend, and my roots grow apart.
Zhu (Liang. Liu Xiaoxian)
Bamboo is born in the wild, and clouds are everywhere.
No one appreciates noble morality, but he is self-loyal.
ChristianRandPhillips's tears are shameful, and Qin Gong is shameful.
Everyone who makes flutes should spit dragons.
Endowed with tender bamboo in front of the stage (Chen. Zhang)
Cui Yun clouds cluster himself, light flowers and tender bamboo shoots want to fly in the air.
Build by laying bricks or stones bent branches repeatedly solve, steps to disperse the wind in Ye Qiang.
Want to know where to hold the dragon, it should be in the middle of the mountain road.
Zhu Yong (Tang Liqiao)
Shan Juan is full of enthusiasm in the Chu River with high terrain.
White flowers shake the wind shadow, and green knots move the dragon text.
Leaves sweep the southeast sky, branches carry the northwest clouds.
Who knows Xiang Shui, crying alone and thinking of you.
More than 100 poems by Zhai Jun on planting bamboo are left (Tang Linghu Chu)
Zhai Juzhi's bamboo north window, the plain wall is newly reflected.
The green one is close to the drug delivery place, and the shade is deep in front of the sleeping curtain.
The wind startled the leaves like rain, and the moon passed the branches like smoke.
Lao Tzu recalled that his heart was hanging, and he retired from public office to meditate.
In autumn, Baisha Pavilion faces bamboo (Don Xu Hun)
Mix lingxue frost is thick green but different from Hunan.
The thin shadow of the moon moved to the wall, cold and windy.
The roller blinds fall earlier and the high pillows are longer at night.
Suddenly, I remembered Xiqin Road. It's very cold in Wan 'an today.
The first time you eat bamboo shoots, you are in the middle (Tang. Li Shangyin)
When the tender and fragrant buds first came out of the forest, the price of Yuling was as heavy as gold.
The emperor's capital, land and sea, should be countless. He forbeared to cut an inch of gold from Lingyun.
Zhu Yong (Tang Zhenggu)
Suitable for smoke, rain and wind. After hiding water in the village, it becomes loose.
Move Xiao Sao away from the temple and see Qianfeng.
The invading moss decomposes and the spring buds bloom, and the winding path is slightly covered by summer.
Strange apricot blossoms are affectionate, and several branches are in harmony.
Zhufeng (Tang)
Bamboo reflects the wind window several times, which makes people worry about it.
I had a dream of rivers and lakes at night, all of which were dry as flowers.
Chunshan Zhongzhu (Tang Peishuo)
The number of rods is green dragon-shaped, so students need to be taught steep pull here.
Infinite wildflowers can't bloom, and the cool colors in the Mid-Levels compete with spring.
Zhu Yong (Don Zhang Bi)
The trees are full of clouds of tobacco leaves, and Wang Sun never tires of seeing them, pushing and shoving in the court.
No one has ever seen Shuang Ling. He treats feng lai humbly all day.
Who can add romance, who can sing and who can feel sorry for themselves?
There are many idle places everywhere, just to move the clouds and caress the green moss.
Shuangjun Pavilion (Su Songshi)
Xie can't help herself, and ChanJuan has been in a cold attitude for many years.
To see the significance of first frost, we must wait until the autumn wind falls.
Fu Du is in the garden (Zhe)
Bamboo is not born in cold areas, although it often gets sick.
Roots are deeply rooted and secluded, and leaves are fierce.
ChanJuan snow posture, scattered wind and shadow.
Prosperity sees loneliness, and one enemy is a thousand hectares.
Reminiscent of the river, the cliff is a forest.
If there is no wind, it will drift, and the policy sounds barren.
Hsinchu (Song Yang Wanli)
The east wind makes up the mountain, and the jade pole is blown overnight.
Half-naked and half-naked, Qilong is afraid of the cold spring.
Yongdong Lake Hsinchu (Song Dynasty. Lu you)
Insert thorns, weave fences to protect them and cultivate a cold blue reflection.
The summer breeze blows across the ground, as if autumn is advancing into the sky, and the sun is high in the sky, without feeling the heat at noon.
When the shells of bamboo shoots fall off, they hear rustling sound, bamboo jointing stage, sparse and sparse appearance.
Back in my spare time, I often come here. At that time, I took my pillow and bamboo mat with me and slept well.
(yuan. Zhenwu)
Wild bamboo Wild bamboo is absolutely lovely, and its branches and leaves are sparse and true.
Throughout his life, he stayed away from Jing Zhen, walked on the cliff and wore stones.
Hold mountains and rivers with an open mind, and chat with Bai Yue in the breeze.
What will happen to thousands of feet? Weichuan Bridge is windy and smoky.
Song of bamboo shoots in Hsinchu (Dai)
The forest is full of yellow birds, and Hsinchu under the forest is in harmony with people.
In the spring breeze, the rabbit stays behind the door, and the dew scares the bamboo chicken in the daytime.
Three days after the rain, spring has passed, and several others are near the stone bed.
Race to the top of the world, regardless of the moss on the steps.
Zhu Shi (Qing. 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.
Zhu Qing. Zheng Xie)
Section after section, thousands of branches and leaves.
I don't blossom, so I don't tease bees and butterflies.
A kind of bamboo
Don Lihe
Into the hydrological light movement, take time to shadow the spring.
Dew, Watson, bamboo shoots, moss, frost roots.
Weaving can bring fragrance and sweat, and planting can catch cotton scales.
8. The poem describing the plant bamboo is 1. After thousands of years, bamboo is opposite to xiang yuan. I want to know ChristianRandPhillips's resentment, and the branches are full of tears. -"Spotted Bamboo"
2, Jingzhao Xiaozhai is wide, and the court is half poisonous. European fragrant tea is tender in color, and the window is cold and the bamboo is dry. -"Zhu Zhai in the backyard of the autumn meeting"
3, Cangwu does not return, Dongting stays in Jing. After Ba people sang bamboo sticks at night, the sounds of heartbroken apes faded. -"Zhuzhiqu"
4. You must be a few drunken Yangshan villages on the dock in history. Keep ten thousand stems will sweep off, don't teach any birds to disturb the cloud gate. -"Eleven Bamboo Songs Sixth"
5, the house is surrounded by fences, and ten acres are idle and half a pool. I slept by the window when I was full, and I walked alone in the forest with light steps. -"Bamboo Works on the Pool"
6, the tree is full of clouds and leaves, and the king and grandson are tired of planting in full court. No one has ever seen Shuang Ling. He treats feng lai humbly all day. Who can add romance, who can sing and who can feel sorry for themselves? There are many idle places everywhere in Zhumen, but the shade is shifted and the moss is covered. -Bamboo
9. Poems and ancient poems about bamboo:
Two or three peach blossoms outside the bamboo forest and ducks in the water first noticed the warm spring. -Su Shi's "Hui Chong Chunjiang Night Scene"
The courtyard is as empty as water, and the algae and grass in the water are intertwined and covered with bamboo and cypress. -Su Shi visited Chengtian Temple at night.
What night is there no moonlight? Where is there no bamboo and cypress? It's just the lack of free people like us. -Su Shi visited Chengtian Temple at night.
A secluded place with bamboo paths, branches and flowers, to a Buddhist retreat. -Chang Jian's Zen Forest after Broken Mountain Temple
Yazhai lay listening to Little Zhu Xiao, suspecting that it was the voice of the people's sufferings. -Zheng Xie's "Painting Bamboo at the Age of Wei County"
Scraping the river surface can set off several huge waves in thousands of feet, and blowing bamboo can make tens of thousands of poles tilt. -Li Qiao "Wind"