1. Poems about praising cactus
Poems about praising cactus 1. Poems praising cactus
Cactus
Must be in On the cactus
The singing
will be as round as the sun
The leaves make the angle sharp
When we are unfortunately stung Moment
A strange feeling of pain deeply
touched our hearts
The cactus was three feet away from our hands
In the desert An attempt to lift loneliness
There has never been a voice
that can penetrate the barrier of suffering
This is the conclusion we have long defined
When the leaves of the cactus pierce the blood vessels
Its power of life
once again makes us change ourselves
The sun pours another kind of soil
Beside us
The cactus sticks its feet into the sand
Uses the body to bear the sun
2. Poems praising the cactus< /p>
1. "Traveling through Huayin" by Cui Hao of the Tang Dynasty
Cangyao Taihua overlooks Xianjing, and the three peaks outside the sky cannot be cut. The clouds are about to disperse in front of the Emperor Wu Temple, and the rain has begun to clear on the cactus.
Translation: Looking down at Kyoto and Chang'an from the tall Huashan Mountain, the three peaks stretching into the sky are not artificially cut. The dark clouds in front of the Emperor Wu Temple are about to dissipate, and after the rain, the sky is clear and the Cactus Peak is green.
2. "Cactus" Contemporary Cui Rongjiang
Living in the desert in anger, he lives with hundreds of thorns on his body. There is no reason to worry about the heat, the liver and gallbladder are in control.
Translation: Living in the desert in anger, with thorns all over his body. Don't be afraid of the sun's scorching heat, and roam the desert with sincerity.
3. "Four Poems for Friendships" by Cao Xun, Song Dynasty
How does the white jade fragrance resemble the cold golden plate of cactus.
Translation: White jade wine is so similar, the cactus has been soaked in cold water and placed on a plate.
4. "Gong Ci" Song Dynasty Lin Hong
The golden palace is dominated by the purple pavilion, and the jade hibiscus is on the cactus.
Translation: The Purple Pavilion is the most important in front of the Golden Palace, and the cactus blooms like jade hibiscus. Taiping Day
5. "Cactus" Qing Dynasty Zhang Weiyuan
The fingerprints are clear on the cypress platform, and the high-standing cactus is holding a palm.
Translation: The fingerprints on the Bailiang platform are very clear, and a cactus stands tall like Optimus Prime.
3. Poems praising cactus
Here are a few excerpts for you to choose from: 1. Tenacity · Cactus Look, the water is buried in my palm, my thorns are like sand in the wind They gather together and are as close as brothers to the moving sand dunes. The camels have left the day. The mysterious rivers are floating like a dream. Look, the flames convey the trembling golden silence. As always, it shows the determination of the earth. I don’t imagine things outside of me, let alone be obsessed with ideals. My mission is tenacity and purity. 2. The cactus Zhang Feng moistens its weak roots and carries the green palm. It braves thick smoke in the sun and sways in the wind and rain. Its delicate body never yields and never suffers from the heat. It is resolutely green all year round. I am so ugly that I dare not shake your hand in a friendly way. I can only keep a distance from you. There are ripples in my heart and I am full of infinite praise for you. My eyes have cooled down because of your ugliness. The passion for love is not afraid of wind, frost, snow and rain. You are proud and do not choose anything. North and south are your magnanimity. Poverty and wealth are your benevolence. They are drowned by the floods. You don’t need crutches. Your chest is straight and scorched by the scorching sun. You are still green with every drop of sweet rain. Isn’t this the spirit of the great China and the spirit of the nation in the hearts of the Chinese people? Will and ideals? 3. A cactus. A cactus grows unjustly in a mud pot on my desk. Where there is no water, it is as suffocating as the office of the unit. It has no intention of displaying its gorgeous thorns, but it grows silently in the corner even if there is no water. In those days, even if there is no gaze, the flowers and plants in the world are blooming in the secular world, striving for their own seasons, or simply kneeling in the greenhouse, not knowing that those weak bones are tied to the support of power just because of beautiful words, and they still sing proudly. I completely didn't notice that the original color of flowers has been missing from the world, and a cactus grew proudly on my desk, stubbornly holding on to the true nature of a plant in the face of adversity.
4. Poems describing cactus
1. Related verses
Li Bai's "Answering the Cactus Tea from Yuquan Mountain by the Nephew Monk Zhongfu" by Li Bai The cactus seems to be patting on the shoulder of Hongya.
2. Original text
Zhongfu, the nephew of the Ta clan, presented Yuquan Mountain with cactus tea
I often hear that there are many breast caves in Yuquan Mountain.
The fairy mouse is like a white crow, hanging upside down by the moon in the clear stream.
Ming is born in this stone, and the jade spring flows endlessly.
Sprinkle the fragrance of Genke and take it to moisturize the muscles and bones.
The old bushes have green leaves and branches connected to each other.
It turns into a cactus when exposed, as if it were patted on the shoulder of a flood cliff.
It has never been seen in the world, who will pass on its name?
Zong Ying is a Buddhist monk, and he has donated some excellent articles.
The clear mirror candle has no salt, and I feel ashamed of Xi Ziyan.
Sitting in the court is still exciting, and the long chant spreads to the heavens.
3. Notes
① Guo Pu’s poem: “Pull the sleeve of Fuqiu on the left, pat the shoulder of Hongya on the right.” "Shi Jieren." ② "New Preface": "There was a woman in Qi who was extremely ugly, and she was called Wuyan Woman." ③ Zhao Qi's "Notes on Mencius": Xizi is the ancient beautiful woman Xi Shi.
④ According to Buddhist scriptures, there are thirty-two heavens in the Three Realms. From the Heaven of the Four Heavenly Kings to the Heaven of Neither Thoughts nor No Thoughts, they are collectively called the heavens.
Translation
It is often heard that there are many caves like milk caves on Yuquan Mountain.
There are many white crows and fairy rats (white bats) hanging upside down in them. Looking at the bright moon from the trees on the clear stream.
Tea grows on the stone cliffs in this mountain, and jade springs gurgling on the rocks never stop.
The rhizome of the tea tree is sprinkled with the fragrance of mountain flowers. After being picked, it can moisturize the muscles and strengthen the bones.
The tea bushes are old, with lush green leaves and connected branches.
Looking at the tea leaves that have been exposed to the sun and turned into a cactus, it seems like you could use it to pat the Immortal Hongya’s shoulder.
There is no such tea in the world. Who will give this tea a name and spread it forever?
Zongying, you are an eminent monk, Zen Bo, and you still have magnificent poems and tea to give to me.
Your poems are like the West in the mirror, making me, an ugly girl without salt, extremely ashamed.
Sitting and chatting in the early morning, the mood was full of joy, and the poems were recited for nine days.
4. Brief analysis
This poem vividly describes the uniqueness of cactus tea. The first four paragraphs describe the growth environment and functions of cactus tea, which is uniquely endowed to complement the preface; "The old clumps have green leaves, and the branches are connected." The appearance of the cactus tea tree is written; "It is exposed into a cactus to take pictures of the Hongya shoulder." , sunbathing. This sentence is the earliest sun-green historical material discovered so far. Hongya, the legendary name of the immortal. The meaning of this sentence is that drinking cactus tea can help people become immortals and live forever. "It has never been seen in the world, who will pass on its name." It can be seen from "exposure into cactus" that cactus tea is loose tea. So, who will pass on his name? "Zong Ying is a Zen uncle, and he has a good poem as a gift. A clear mirror and candle have no salt, and Gu is ashamed of Xi Ziyan." It is written by Li Bai's praise of Zhongfu. The poet here compares himself to "without salt", and Compare Zhongfu's poems to Xizi to express praise. "When sitting in court, I am still excited, and my long chants are broadcast to the heavens." The poet read the poems aloud, which enabled him to reach the "heavens" of the Western Paradise.
5. A short poem praising the cactus
1. "Water Dragon Song·White Lotus"
Original text: The hibiscus on the cactus is like a wet golden plate of dew. With light makeup and shining in the water, her slender clothes are standing upright and fluttering like a dance. The condensation has disappeared several times, and the lake is full of smoke and moon, and there is a gull and heron.
Translation: You are like a hibiscus on a cactus, like you are in a copper dew tray. The water dripping from the flower is like crystal jade dew. The elegant makeup and the lake water reflect each other, you stand tall and graceful, and the hazy moonlight covers you with thin clothes. The breeze blows and you are dancing. In order to catch a glimpse of your beauty, I wandered and gazed. I have been here several times, intoxicated by the mist and moon shrouding the lake.
2. "Cactus" - Shu Ting
Original text of the work:
The boulders of Palermo have been heatedly kissed and baked into loose bread. . I also want to roast you like this, but you grow into a green jungle-like cactus, regardless of all obstacles.
I stretched out my hand to you, and the burrs on your fruit were pricked all over my fingers. As long as you feel sorry for me once. Cactus Cactus, since your fruit is not red because of me, why are you blocking my way with a smile.
3. "Walking Through Huayin"
Original text: Cangyao Taihua overlooks Xianjing, and the three peaks in the sky cannot be cut. The clouds are about to disperse in front of the Emperor Wu Temple, and the rain has begun to clear on the cactus. The river and mountains lie on the Qin Pass in the north, and the post road connects the Han Dynasty to the west. I'd like to ask the famous and wealthy people on the roadside why they should study here.
Translation: Looking down at Kyoto and Chang'an from the tall Huashan Mountain, the three peaks stretching into the sky are not artificially cut. The dark clouds in front of the Emperor Wu Temple are about to dissipate, and after the rain, the sky is clear and the Cactus Peak is green. The terrain of the rivers and mountains to the north of Qin Guan is so dangerous, and the post road passes through Chang'an and connects to the Han Dynasty in the west. I would like to ask those people on the roadside who are pursuing fame and fortune, why don’t they come here to visit immortals, learn Taoism and seek immortality?
Extended information
The cactus is the weakest thing in the world. It is as delicate as water and loses its life at the slightest touch. God couldn't bear it and put a set of armor on her heart, which was as hard as iron and had hurtful steel thorns on it.
From now on, no one can see the heart of the cactus, and all creatures that come close to her will be dripping with blood. A long time later, a brave man wanted to eradicate this evil thing. When his sword came out and fell, the cactus turned into two halves, but there was green liquid in it.
It turned out that it was the sealed heart of the cactus. Because no one understood the loneliness inside, it turned into teardrops. So the flower language of cactus is - strong.
6. Are there any poems that can praise the cactus?
1. How can it be said that it has no clothes, but is wearing a gauze, dancing on the stage, how can it be said that it has no clothes, and is wearing a gauze , dance on the stage, dazzle me, feel numb for you. How can you say that you are naked, wearing curtains, dancing on the stage, dazzling my eyes, coveting you. How can I say that I have no clothes? I wear three o'clock, dance on the stage, dazzle my eyelids, and blush for you. How can I say that I have no clothes, but I am wearing silk threads, dancing on the stage, dazzling me with green eyes, and being speechless for you. Dazzle me and make you feel numb.
2. Although it is prickly, it is still loved by people, but it is not the same as others. Refuse to fight for the fragrance and beauty, and look fresh all over.
3. You have many thorns,
you are a
brave enemy of sand, gravel and dry wind.
…………
You are so firm,
with stone-like roots,
hold on tightly
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Metals in the Earth.
Moreover, you solemnly
raised your thorny
upright head...