There is a clump of bamboo in front of the window, which is green and unique.
the southern strip crosses the northern leaf, and the new bamboo shoots are mixed with the old branches.
the moonlight has faded, and the wind rises and falls again.
it doesn't matter if you fly.
but hate to follow the wind, the roots grow apart.
Bamboo (Liang. Liu Xiaoxian)
Bamboo is born in the wild, and the clouds are everywhere.
no one rewards high morals, but only people hold their virginity.
I'm ashamed to dye Xiang Fei's tears and go to the Gong Qin.
whoever makes flutes should spit dragons.
endowed with tender bamboo in front of the steps (Chen Zhang Zhengjian)
Cui Yun's top clouds are self-clumping, and light flowers and tender bamboo shoots want to fly in the air.
The curved horizontal branches are laid repeatedly to relieve the wind coming from Ye Qiang.
if you want to know where to hold a dragon, you should be in Gebei Mountain Road.
Yong Zhu (Tang Li Qiao)
The Chu River is high and beautiful, and Chan Juan is full of vitality.
white flowers shake the wind shadow, and the green festival moves the dragon.
the leaves sweep the southeast sun, and the branches carry the northwest clouds.
who knows, when you are on the water in Hunan, you only think of your husband in tears.
There are more than 1 poems of bamboo planted on the left side of Jun Zhai (Tang Linghu Chu)
Zhai lives in the north window of planting bamboo, and the plain wall is newly reflected.
The green is close to the place where medicine should be administered, and the shade is deep enough to lie in front of the curtain.
the wind startled the leaves like rain, and the branches like smoke when the moon was over in spring.
Lao Tzu, remembering the mountain's heart, paused, retired from work and sat idly by to see Chan Juan.
In autumn, the White Sands Pavilion is opposite to the bamboo (Don Xu Hun)
The snow frost is rustling, and the green is different from the three Hunan.
the thin shadow of the moon moves to the wall, and the cold sound and wind are full.
the roller shutter is earlier in autumn, and the high pillow is longer at night.
suddenly, I remember Qinxi Road, and it's getting cold today.
The first bamboo shoots are in the middle (Tang. Li Shangyin)
When the tender bamboo shoots first come out of the forest, Yu Ling's price is as heavy as gold.
There are countless imperial capitals, including land and sea, and they forbear to cut an inch of gold from Lingyun.
Yong Zhu (Don Zheng Gu)
It is appropriate to smoke, rain and wind, and to brush the water and hide the village and make it loose.
I moved Xiao Sao from the far temple, and washed him to clear the front peak.
the invasive moss breaks down the spring buds and bursts out, and the path is slightly shaded by summer.
falsely claiming that apricot flowers are full of emotions, several branches are compatible with each other.
Bamboo Wind (Tang Yanqian)
There are several arrays of bamboo windows reflecting the wind, which makes people worry about sitting and thinking endlessly.
I have a dream of rivers and lakes at night, all of which are dry like flowers.
Kasugayama Zhongzhu (Don Pei Shuo)
The bamboo poles are green and dragon-shaped, and the steep drawing must teach the locals.
Unlimited wildflowers can't bloom. Mid-levels cool colour and spring compete.
Yong Zhu (Tang Zhang Bi)
The trees are full of clouds and leaves, and Wang Sun never tires of being packed in court.
No one has seen Ling Shuang, so I treat Feng Lai humbly all day.
who can add fun to the wind and sing, and feel sorry for yourself?
Zhumen has a lot of leisure everywhere, just to move the clouds and caress the emerald moss.
Shuang Yun Pavilion (Song Su Shi)
Xie You're not self-possessed, and Chan Juan has been in a cold posture for years.
if you want to see the meaning of the frost, you must wait until the autumn wind powder falls.
All the bamboos in Fuyuan (Song Su Zhe)
Bamboo is not born in cold areas, although it is often sick.
the roots are planted quietly, and the leaves are blooming fiercely.
chan Juan's snow and ice pose, scattered wind and sun shadow.
prosperity is lonely, and an enemy is a thousand hectares.
it is reminiscent of the river, and the forest is on the edge of the cliff.
if there is no wind, it will drift, and the strategy will sound wild.
Hsinchu (Song. Yang Wanli)
The east wind makes up the residual mountain skillfully, adding jade poles overnight.
Half-dressed, half-clothed. Long is afraid of the cold spring.
Ode to Hsinchu in the East Lake (Song. Lu You)
Insert spines and braid fences to protect them, so as to cultivate a cold and beautiful landscape.
the breeze sweeps the ground in autumn, but I don't know if I will go in the afternoon.
I heard a rustling sound when I untied the reed, and the leaves were detached at first sight when I put the tip.
I want to come here frequently when I am free, but I still teach pillows everywhere.
Wild bamboo (Yuan Zhen Wu)
Wild bamboo is absolutely lovely, and its branches and leaves are sparse.
I've spent my whole life guarding the distant hazelnut, walking over walls and cliffs and crossing rocks.
with an open mind, hold the river of the festival mountain, and the breeze Bai Yue is dancing.
What will happen to thousands of feet in the cold tip? It's windy and smoky in Weiquan.
Song of New Bamboo Shoots (Ming Yue Dai)
Yellow birds are crying all over the forest, and new bamboo shoots under the forest are in harmony with people.
the spring breeze closes the door and walks away from the mountain rabbit, while the dew in the daytime surprises the bamboo chicken.
Three days in the rain have passed, and a few more are added near the stone bed.
race to the top, regardless of the green moss breaking in front of the steps.
Zhu Shi (Qing. Zheng Xie)
I insist that the green hills are not relaxed, and the roots are originally in the broken rocks.
you're still strong after thousands of blows, and you're free from the east, west, north and south winds.
Bamboo (Qing Zheng Xie)
One section after another, a thousand branches save thousands of leaves.
I don't bloom, so I don't tease bees and butterflies.
bamboo
Tang Lihe
enters the hydrological light movement, and takes time to make green shadows in spring.
the diameter of the dew-born bamboo shoots is covered with moss, and the frost roots are brushed.
weaving can carry incense and sweat, but planting can catch cotton scales.