A complete collection of poems about pine

the bottom of the gloomy ravine is loose, and the seedlings are far away from the mountain, so the diameter of the stem is inches, and the shade is hundreds of feet. (Jin Taikang Zuo Si)

There is a pine tree that is 1 feet big and 1 times around. It was born at the bottom of the ravine, cold and humble. (Tang Bai Juyi)

The heavy snow presses the pine, and the pine stands upright and straight. (Chen Yi)

It's not the rain that keeps the moss slippery, but the song is not fake. (Tang Hanshanzi)

The wind in the pine gate sweeps itself, but the snow in the waterfall is hard to disappear. (Tang Huangfu Zeng)

The grey pines are shaded, and Lucy Ridge is at dawn. (Don Xu Hun)

The monk is cold on the stone between the pines, and the stream is rushing at midnight. (Don Lu Guimeng)

Crossing Songdu Shuangjian, the palace is surrounded by five peaks. (Xia Song, Song Dynasty)

The pine wind blows the dew, and the fragrance is moist and fragrant. (Song Su Shi)

The two corridors are full of beautiful colors, and the sound of nine miles is loose. (Song Hongshi)

You should be guarded by a mountain god. When the wind relaxes, it sweeps away the dust. (Song Shi Taizhang)

Whispering in the sea, the moon gives birth to rock laurel, and laughing long without wind leads to pine. (Song He Sun)