The quality of bamboo is "lofty" and "introverted", which is a favorite plant of literati.
There are two songs for your reference:
A kind of bamboo
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.
A kind of bamboo
Zheng Qing 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.
2.20 poems about "wind" 1, but now I think of that night, that storm, I don't know how many flowers I broke.
Wildfire never completely devoured them, but they grew taller again in the spring breeze.
I don't know who cut the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors.
4, the sky is gray, the wild is vast, and the wind and grass are low to see cattle and sheep.
5, wait for the east wind, colorful is always spring.
6, thousands of miles green, water village Guo Shan wine flag wind.
On the 7 th, the rest of the flutes flew silently and scattered into the spring breeze.
8. A gust of wind brought catkins and cotton wool, and the shop was full of sweetness. Black-bone chicken pressed wine to persuade customers to taste it.
9, the spring breeze is proud of horseshoe disease, and you can see Chang' an flowers in one day.
10, why should a strong enemy blame Liu? The spring breeze is just like Yumen Pass.
1 1, Chai Men smells dogs barking, and returns to people in the snowy night.
12, you see a boat, stormy waves.
13, the spring breeze in Jiang Nanan is green. When will the bright moon shine on me?
14. After all, in the middle of June, the scenery of the West Lake is different from that at four o'clock.
15, the bright moon surprises the magpie, and the breeze sings at midnight.
16, sneaking into the night with the wind, moistening things silently.
17, green bamboo hat, green hemp fiber. There is no need to return to the oblique wind and drizzle.
18, firecrackers are one year old, and the spring breeze enters Tu Su from send warm.
19, my face is not cold when I get wet with clothes and want to get wet with apricot blossoms.
20. The forest was black and the wind hit the grass, but the general tried to shoot an arrow at night.
Poems describing the east wind:
Dongfeng does not cooperate with Zhou Lang, and Tongque spring locks Er Qiao.
Poems describing the south wind:
The south wind starts in May, and I want you to go to Baling.
Poems describing the west wind:
The west wind is strong, and the geese in the sky are called frost morning moon.
Poems describing the north wind:
The north wind rolled up the white grass and scattered them, and the snow in August crossed the Tatar sky.
Poems describing the east wind:
Dongfeng does not cooperate with Zhou Lang, and Tongque spring locks Er Qiao.
In late spring, Chang 'an city is full of songs and dances, and countless flowers fall. The east wind of the Cold Food Festival blows on the willow trees in the royal garden. (Han Yi >)
Poems describing the south wind:
In the evening, the south wind rises and the wheat turns yellow. (Bai Juyi's "Looking at Wheat Cutting")
In May, the south wind is booming. You think you are going to Baling.
Poems describing the west wind:
The west wind is strong, and the geese in the sky are called frost morning moon.
Last night, the west wind withered the trees, and I went up to the tall building alone and looked at the horizon.
(Yan Shu: "The Recent Flowers")
Poems describing the north wind:
The north wind rolled up the white grass and scattered them, and the snow in August crossed the Tatar sky.
Like a bird, she still flapped her wings and felt sorry for herself, leaving Beijing for more than ten years.
(Gao Shi: "Don't be big")
Poems about bamboo have mushroomed all over the forest, but Chai Men kept pedestrians in the dark.
Meeting must be made of bamboo, and guests will never be greeted with anger.
-Tang Du Fu's ode to spring bamboo shoots
The green bamboo is half hidden, and the new buds are out of the wall.
The rain washed Juanjuan clean, and the wind blew a fragrance.
-Tang Du Fu's Ode to Bamboo
It is better to eat without meat than to live without bamboo.
No meat makes people thin, no bamboo makes people vulgar.
People are thin and fat, but most people are incurable.
-Yu Qian and Shang Lu in Su Song's stone.
Good bamboo green, a spoonful of water for a new year.
-Song Lu, you?
The origin of bamboo strength lacks auspicious similarities, but the painter is skilled and difficult to work.
Look carefully at the west wind last night, if you don't go east today.
-"Wind Bamboo" by Xu Ming Wei
Thin leaves and sparse nodes;
Snow is unbreakable, and wind is unbreakable.
-Zheng Qing Banqiao "Inscription of Ink Bamboo Map"
After the rain, the dragon and grandson grow, and before the wind, the phoenix tail shakes;
A guilty conscience is deeply rooted, which means that the sun will shine.
-Qing Dai Xi "Painting Bamboo"
When I was in the deep forest and on the moon, Juanjuan was born with bamboo.
Empty and bright is a difficult task, but cold and blue are common and can be cured.
-Clear. Wang Mulan's Mangosteen Beyond the Moon
4. This poem about bamboo praises a clump of bamboo (Qi Xie strip) in front of the window, which is pure 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.
Bamboo (beam. 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.
Put the tender bamboo on the steps (Zhang Chen Jian Zheng). Cui Yun is full of clouds, and tender bamboo shoots are about to fly. 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) is a great poet, and Zen books are full of bookish spirit.
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. There are more than 100 poems about planting bamboo on the left side of Zhai Jun (at the beginning of Tang Linghu), which live in the north window of planting bamboo and are newly reflected on the plain wall.
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, Baishaguan Frosted Bamboo (Tang Xu Hun) is rich in cuisines, which is 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. Bamboo shoots were in the middle when they were just eaten (Tang Shang Yin), and tender bamboo shoots came out of the forest first. Yuling's price is as heavy as gold
The emperor's capital, land and sea, should be countless. He forbeared to cut an inch of gold from Lingyun. Singing bamboo (Gu) is suitable for hiding in smoke, rain, wind and brushing water.
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. Bamboo wind (Tang dynasty) bamboo reflects the wind window several times, which makes people sit and think endlessly.
I had a dream of rivers and lakes at night, all of which were dry as flowers. The middle pillar of Chunshan (Tang Peishuo) has several green poles shaped like dragons. We should teach this place how to stand on the wall.
Infinite wildflowers can't bloom, and the cool colors in the Mid-Levels compete with spring. Zhu Yong (Tang Zhangbi) is full of trees and leaves, and Wang Sun never gets tired of being crowded in 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. Shuangyun Pavilion (decoration) can't help it. Chanjuan is old and cold.
To see the significance of first frost, we must wait until the autumn wind falls. All bamboos in Fuyuan (Su Song and Zhejiang) are not born in cold areas, although they are often ill.
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. In Hsinchu (Song Yang Wanli), the east wind ingeniously supplemented the residual mountain and added jade poles overnight.
Half-naked and half-naked, Qilong is afraid of the cold spring. Dong Yonghu Hsinchu (Song) inserted thorns and woven fences to protect them and cultivated 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. Wild bamboo (yuan. Zhenwu) Wild bamboo is absolutely lovely, with sparse branches and leaves.
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. The song of new bamboo shoots (Dai) is full of yellow birds, and the new bamboo shoots under the forest are 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. (Xie Shi) Insist 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 (Qing. Zheng Xie) one after another, thousands of branches and leaves accumulate.
I don't blossom, so I don't tease bees and butterflies. Zhu Tang Li He entered the hydrological light movement and took time to make a green shadow in spring.
Dew, Watson, bamboo shoots, moss, frost roots. Weaving can bring fragrance and sweat, and planting can catch cotton scales.
Two-part allegorical sayings include fetching water from bamboo baskets-weaving ducks with empty bamboo-heartless bamboo screening porridge-porous bamboo screening water-porous bamboo boards-bamboo baskets are full of oil-there is no leakage in catching rabbits in bamboo forests-catching bamboo shoots in bamboo forests-burning bamboo shoots with long goods-bamboo shoots in a single bamboo forest-bamboo shoots with long hair tips. The more bamboo baskets are woven-the more water is drawn with bamboo poles-the pond is full of bamboo craftsmen chopping bamboo-the bamboo shoots fall straight-the bamboo baskets woven with bamboo wires from generation to generation-the bamboo baskets with fine eyes are used to draw water up the mountain-there are many big fish and an empty bamboo forest in the bamboo basket-clearly.
5. Ancient poems about wind and rain 1. "Spring Dawn" Tang Meng Haoran This morning in spring, I woke up briskly, and birds were singing everywhere.
How many flowers fall after a stormy night. 2. Autumn insects live in the mountains, in the Tang Dynasty, and the mountains are empty after the rain, standing in the autumn night.
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. 3. "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night" Don Du Fu knows when it will rain and when spring will come.
Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. The wild path is dark, and the river is bright.
Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy. 4. "In the Mountain" Tang Wangwei Jingxi Baishi came out, the weather was cold and the red leaves were thin.
There is no rain on the winding mountain road, the smoke is misty in the dense pine trees, and the water vapor is heavy, as if to flow, and then the clothes of passers-by. 5. "Fishing Songs" In the Tang Dynasty, egrets flew in front of Mount Zhang Xisai, and peach blossoms flowed and mandarin fish were fat.
An old man in the bank, wearing a green bamboo hat raincoat and a green raincoat, braved the wind and rain and fished leisurely. He was fascinated by the beautiful spring scenery and didn't even go home in the rain. 6. The Storm of November 4th Song lay in a remote village and didn't feel sorry for himself. He still wants to defend the country.
Lying in the dead of night listening to the wind and rain, iron horse glacier dream. 7. "Qingming" During the Qingming period of Tang Du Mu, there was a lot of rain, and pedestrians on the road wanted to break their souls.
Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village. 8. "Lotus Inn and Xin Jian Parting" Changling entered Wu on a cold rainy night and saw Fujian alone.
Friends, if my friends in Luoyang invite me; Just say I'm still Bing Xin Okho, and stick to my faith! 9. "Send Yuan Er An" and "Wei Cheng Qu" Tang Weicheng is rainy and dusty, and the guest house is green.
Sincerely advise friends to drink a glass of wine, and it is difficult to meet their loved ones when they go out to Yang Guan in the west. 10. "After drinking, the lake is clear." Song Sushi's water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are rainy.
If the West Lake is compared to the West Lake, light makeup and heavy makeup are always appropriate. 1 1. "Jueju" Song Shizhen southern ancient wood covered with short eaves, and rattan helped me cross the east of the bridge.
The clothes are wet and the apricot blossoms are raining, and the face is not cold.
6. 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, I always keep the festival, and my heart 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.
7. Who has a poem about bamboo before it was unearthed? Longitudinal lingyun Jue also unintentionally.
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.
Excerpts from poems about things.
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.
A kind of bamboo
Tang Wei style
Bamboo, beside the pool, like jade.
Quiet and quiet, and smoky green.
It is better to rob the festival than to change it.
There are many kinds of Qu Wei, but the Wangs haven't seen enough.
The fairy stick scares the dragon, and the beauty should cook with the phoenix.
Only sadness blows as a farewell voice, looking back at the speed of driving and dancing.
Excerpted from issue 2 1-30, ancient and modern, at home and abroad.
Looking for Mianzhu from Xu Wei
Don du fu
Huaxuan love, Mianzhu graceful and restrained, high county.
There is no such thing in front of the river house, but fortunately the green waves are rippling.
8. Bamboo Poetry: Zhu Li Guan Wang Wei
I leaned alone in the dense bamboo, playing the piano and humming a song. It's too light for anyone to hear, except my partner, Mingyue.
Pei Di Zhuliguan
I have been to Zhuliguan and have a blind date with Taoism. There are only birds in and out of the mountain, but no one on earth.
Li Bai, a kind old bamboo slip
There is Cimu Mountain in the north of dangtu county, overlooking the river, with steep seawall and rough waves.
Its mountains produce bamboo, which is round and sparse, and can be regarded as a flute tube with sound and tone.
Wild bamboos accumulate stones, and smoke reflects Dao Jiang. The emerald color is deep, and the virtual vocal cords are cold early.
Long Ge has never heard of it, so you should play it well. Don't learn from the willow tree, always protect yourself.
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. Bend down to look at the thin stream under the bridge and look up to listen to the rustling of bamboo in the mountains. 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.