Poem about praising cactus 1. Poems praising cactus
cactus
It must be on the cactus.
sing
It will be as round as the sun.
The leaves sharpened their angles.
When we were unfortunately stabbed,
A deep deformity pain.
Touched our hearts.
The cactus is three feet away from our palms.
Trying to relieve loneliness in the desert
There was never a sound.
Can cross the barrier of suffering
This is the conclusion we have defined.
When cactus leaves pierce blood vessels,
The power of its life
We changed ourselves again.
The sun is dumping another kind of soil.
In our side
The cactus sticks its feet in the sand.
Accept the sunshine with your body.
2. Poems praising cactus
1, through Cui Haohua Yin, Tang Dynasty.
Overlooking Chang 'an, Kyoto, on Gaoshanhua Mountain, these three peaks stretch into the sky without artificial cutting. The clouds in front of the emperor's temple will dissipate and the cactus will be green.
Overlooking Chang 'an, Kyoto, on the high Huashan Mountain, the three peaks are not artificially cut into the sky. The dark clouds in front of Emperor Wudi's shrine dissipated, and the cactus peak was green after the rain.
2,' Cactus' contemporary Cui Rongjiang
People living in the desert are born with thorns. What is fear of steaming? Gallbladder is vertical and horizontal.
Living in the desert in a rage, I was covered with thorns. Don't be afraid of the sun steaming, treat each other sincerely in the desert.
3, "Four Rites with People" Cao Xun in Song Dynasty.
What does white mash look like? Cactus is cold on a golden plate.
White jade wine is similar, cactus is cooled with cold water and put on a plate.
Fourth,' Gong Ci' Song Lin Hong
The Golden Palace is heavy, and the cactus is covered with hibiscus.
The purple pavilion in front of the golden palace is the most important, and the cactus blooms like jade hibiscus. Taiping day
5. Zhang Weiyuan, a' cactus' in Qing Dynasty.
The fingerprint of Bailiangtai is bright, and the fairy is a palm high.
The fingerprints on the white platform are very clear, and a cactus stands tall like Optimus Prime.
3. Poems praising cactus
Here are some excerpts for you to choose from: 1. Tough cactus, you see, the water is buried in my palm, my thorns are like sand in the wind, and the moving sand dunes gather together like brothers. Camels leave the mysterious river during the day. If you dream, the flame conveys trembling golden silence, as always, showing the determination of the earth. I don't want to imagine anything other than me, and I don't like the remoteness of idealists. My mission is tenacity and purity. 2. Cactus Zhang Fengrun is carrying a weak green slap, smoking in the sun, swaying in the wind and rain, and never giving in. Never pay attention to the ugly green thorns all year round. I dare not shake hands with you in a friendly way. I can only keep my distance from the ripples in my heart. I am full of infinite praise for you. My eyes are cooled by your ugliness. My passion for love is not afraid of wind, frost, rain and snow. It is your pride not to choose east, west, north and south. It is your generosity not to choose soil. Poverty and wealth are your kindness. The flood flooded you without crutches. Your chest is straight and the sun is burning you. A drop of rain is still green. Isn't this the great Chinese spirit, the national spirit, and the will and ideal in the hearts of Chinese sons and daughters? 3. A cactus grows in a resentful earthenware basin on my desk. Where there is no water, it is as suffocating as the office of the unit. It has no intention of showing gorgeous thorns and growing silently in the corner. Even without water, the flowers and plants in the world are blooming in the secular world, fighting for their own seasons, or simply kneeling in the greenhouse. I don't know that weak bones are tied to powerful supports just because of beautiful words, singing proudly, ignoring the primary colors of flowers in the world. A cactus proudly grows on my desk in adversity, stubborn and firm, with the true colors of plants.
4. Poems about cactus
1, related poems
In Li Bai's "Answering a nephew and a monk's gift of cactus tea in Yuquan Mountain", "dew is cactus, like patting a cliff shoulder".
2. Original text
Answer the nephew and monk's offer of Yuquan Mountain cactus tea.
I have often heard of Yuquan Mountain, and there are many caves with milk caves.
Fairy mice are like white crows, hanging upside down on the Qingxi moon.
Tea gives birth to this stone, and Yuquan does not rest.
Genk spilled Jin Fang to moisten his bones and muscles.
Clusters are always rolling green leaves, and the branches are connected.
Exposed to cactus, it seems to be patting the cliff shoulder.
If the world has not seen it, its name will be passed down.
Zong Ying is a Zen master. He gave a good article.
There is no salt in the mirror. You are ashamed of Xi Yanzi.
It's fun to sit in the morning, and sing and broadcast all the days.
Step 3 take notes
(1) Guo Pu's poem: "The left hand is covered with sleeves, and the right hand is covered with shoulders." Xue Zong's Notes on Xijing: "Hongya is a geisha in Huang San."
(2) The New Preface: "There are women in Qi, extremely ugly and unparalleled, and there are no salt women in posthumous title."
(3) Zhao Qi notes Mencius: Zi, a good woman in ancient times, was also a surname.
(4) The Buddhist book says that the three realms * * * have thirty-two days, from four heavenly kings to not thinking about the sky, which is always called the heavens.
translate
It is often heard that there are many caves similar to milk caves on Yuquan Mountain.
There are many fairy mice (white bats) of white crows hanging upside down on the trees in Qingxi, looking at the bright moon.
Tea grows on the cliff of this mountain, and Yuquan gurgles on the stone and never stops.
The roots of tea trees can be watered with mountain flowers and aromatic liquids, which can moisten muscles and strengthen bones after taking them.
The tea tree is old, with lush green leaves and connected branches.
Seeing the tea exposed to the sun like a cactus, it seems that you can pat the fairy Hongya on the shoulder with it.
There is no such tea in the world. Who will name this tea and let it spread through the ages?
Zong Ying, you are a Buddhist monk, and you have magnificent poems and tea for me.
Your poem is like a mirror, which makes me a salt-free ugly girl feel ashamed.
Sitting and chatting in the morning, full of excitement, long poems, broadcast for nine days.
4. Brief analysis
This poem vividly describes the uniqueness of cactus tea. The first four paragraphs describe the growth environment and function of cactus tea, which is unique in setting off the preface; "The old leaves are rolled up and the branches are connected." Write the shape of cactus tea tree; "Expose it as a cactus patting the cliff shoulder" and expose it. This sentence is the earliest leather-making historical material found at present. Hongya, an immortal name in legend. Drinking cactus tea can help people become immortal and live forever. "The world has not seen it, and its name will be passed down." It can be seen from "contact with cactus" that cactus tea is loose tea, which was changed to loose tea after the strike in the Ming Dynasty. Before the Ming dynasty, it was mostly group tea, which has never been seen in the past, and its name will be passed down. "Zong Ying is a Zen master, and the article is good." There is no salt in the mirror, I feel sorry for Yan Xizi "was written by Li Bai praising Guanzhong. The poet modestly compares himself to "no salt" and compares Guanzhong's poems to calligraphy to express his praise. The poet who "likes to sit in front of the court and sing about heaven" reads his poems aloud, so that he can reach the "heaven" of the western paradise.
5. Poems praising cactus
1, "Shui Long Yin Bai Lian"
The cactus is covered with hibiscus, and the water is still wet. Light makeup shines on the water, slim and graceful, floating like a dance. A few degrees of condensation, full of smoke and clouds, a ting gull heron.
You are like a hibiscus on a cactus, like a dew tray made of copper, and the water dripping from flowers is like crystal dew. Elegant makeup sets off the lake, you are tall and slim, and the hazy moonlight puts on thin clothes for you. The breeze blows and you dance. In order to see your beauty, I wander and stare. I have been here several times, and I was intoxicated by the smoke and the moon all over the lake.
2, "Cactus"-Shu Ting
Original works:
The boulders in Palermo were baked into muffins by kissing. I want to bake you like this, but you grow into a cactus like a green jungle, regardless of all obstacles.
I reached out to you, and the burrs on your fruit covered my fingers. As long as you feel sorry for me once. Cactus Cactus, since your fruit is not red because of me, why do you stand in my way with a smile?
Step 3 cross Huayin
The lords of the capital, sharp and non-earthly, pierced heaven with three points of big flowers. The clouds in front of the emperor's temple will dissipate and the cactus will be green. Depending on the terrain of this land, it is very difficult to reach Han Zhi through Chang 'an to the west. Excuse me, why are the fame and fortune on the roadside all such senior students?
Overlooking Chang 'an, Kyoto, on the high Huashan Mountain, the three peaks are not artificially cut into the sky. The dark clouds in front of Emperor Wudi's shrine dissipated, and the cactus peak was green after the rain. The terrain near the rivers and mountains to the north of Qin Guan is dangerous, and the post road connects Han Shu to the west through Chang 'an. Why don't those who seek fame and gain by the roadside come here to visit immortals?
Extended data
Cactus is the most exquisite thing in the world. She is so delicate as water that she loses her life at the slightest touch. God couldn't bear to add a suit of armor to her heart, which was as hard as iron and had stinging steel.
Since then, no one can see the heart of the cactus, and all the creatures near her will bleed profusely. After a long time, a brave man tried to eradicate this evil thing. The sword fell and the cactus became two halves, but the middle was green liquid.
It turned out to be a sealed cactus heart, because the loneliness that no one understood turned into a tear. So the flower language of cactus is-strong.
6. What poems can praise cactus?
1. How about dancing on the stage without clothes and veil? How about dancing on the stage without clothes? Wearing a veil makes me dizzy and makes you sick. How can you say that you are naked, wearing curtains, dancing on the stage, shaking my eyes and drooling for you? How about naked, wearing three o'clock, dancing on the stage, shaking your eyelids and blushing for you? How can you say that you danced naked on the stage, making my eyes green and speechless for you? Shake my eyes and make me sick for you.
2. Thorns are loved by Jews, but they are different from others. Refuse to compete for fragrance and beauty, and look fresh.
3. You have many thorns,
You are sand and dry wind.
Brave enemy.
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You are so determined,
Roots like stones,
Hold on tight
Metals on the earth.
Besides, you solemnly
Lift a prickly
An upright head ...