Poetry about bamboo 1. Poems about bamboo
Wang Wei in Zhuliguan leans alone in the dense bamboo, and I am playing the pipa and humming a song.
It's too light for anyone to hear, except my partner, Mingyue. Julie Pavilion Pei Di has been to Julie Pavilion to have a blind date with Taoism.
There are only birds in and out of the mountain, but no one on earth. Mother Bamboo Li Bai There is Mother Mountain in the north of dangtu county, where there are stones and rivers, the shore wall is steep and the wind and waves are rough.
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. Yan Jia, Du Fu's bamboo is half-hidden, and new shoots 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's dangerous bridge, Gong Xunyuan's Wu Yong Kuzhu Bridge, is a secluded path that winds through the sparse 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.
Bamboo Trail Li Deyu Wild Bamboo has its own trail, which is 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?
The new hairpin of Hsinchu Yuanzhen is the only solution, and the cool color is 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.
The newly planted bamboo white house is easy to make the city uncomfortable, and the grass grows behind closed doors. How to entertain the wild and plant more than 100 bamboos.
Seeing this exciting color reminds me of my feelings in the mountains. Sometimes in my spare time, I will walk around the fence all day.
Don't say that the roots are not strong, and don't say that the yin is not successful. I already feel that there is more than one clear sign in the yard.
I love leaning against the window and the sound of autumn wind branches. Enjoy people playing with snow peaches. After the south spring rain, look at the snow frost.
All kinds of people are also in fog, modest and self-sustaining. Drunk with Jinxian, sad with flying early.
You can enjoy it when you are old, and you will be amazing when you are young. Guo Tong's staff shot bamboo Liu Changqing in front of Huainan Provincial Government Office, where Liang Wang Garden was originally planted, and now it is moved to the altar of Han General.
The cage is low and the crown is high. It's hard to get the land, but it's hard to remove the roots and frost.
Flowers become a phoenix, and bamboo shoots grow into fishing rods. The army is quiet and the small county is spacious.
Whispering and dusk, the shadows on the door are cold. When Xiangpu changed, Yang Shan was disabled in several places.
I don't know the porch screen side, facing Yuan An at the end of the year. Ran's younger brother, Meng Haoran and I have forged a lifelong friendship with Ersanzi.
Be ambitious, come through thick and thin, and have a bird heart. Escape is false, and the breeze is in the bamboo forest.
Da is interested in wine and occasionally plays the piano. Qi Yiling lived in seclusion, and Li Sheyin and Guo Yishan were deep all the way.
Never addicted to things, he worked hard to move his family to the bamboo forest to make a fuss, which led to Li He and Ling Lun picking bamboo for twenty-four. Linglun received it from Kunqiu, and Xuanyuan imperial edict was divided into twelve parts.
Linglun used it to correct the melody, and Xuanyuan used it to adjust the vitality. At that time, the Yellow Emperor went to heaven with 23 tubes of salt.
Only one pipe is left to blow, and nothing can be taken care of. This pipe is buried in Yu Shun Temple. A friend of mine, Ting Jianwu, went to Xuanzhou to see that kind of jade. It seems that your home is full of Ting Zhu.
Guests don't need to breathe the breeze, they are cool and self-sufficient here. Hsinchu, Hanyu bamboo shoots and Nanzhu bamboo shoots are becoming increasingly clear.
The light green festival has been frosted, and the yellow buds are still covered with green. Five or six came out of the slaughterhouse, and three or four came out of the family.
The high standard is Ling Qiuyan and Tong Zhensheng's spring rhyme. It's rare that life is skillful in mending forests, and there are doubts and disputes in generate.
At first glance, the vertical and horizontal lines go hand in hand, and there is no time for romance. Dewdrops shed tears before the wind blows.
Who can play with me and stare at the empty scene? Topic Liu Xiucai Hsinchu Du Mu's stems are as beautiful as jade, and the morning mist is green.
The sound breaks the cold window dream, and the roots wear the moss line. Gradually cage when the threshold day, want to block the curtain cloud.
If you are not a guest of Yin Shan, who loves this gentleman? When eating bamboo shoots for the first time, Li Shangyin's tender and fragrant buds came out of the forest first, and the price of the five tombs was as heavy as gold.
Imperial capital, land and sea, should be countless, endure an inch of Lingyun heart. On the bamboo in front of Zhengchang Shili Hall, Jia Daoqing's bamboo is in the poem wine, and he meditates endlessly.
The branches are scattered with low snow, and the leaves are covered with sub-cold wind. Xiaosa suspects that spring has passed, but he has the same way.
Roots are invaded and unearthed, and bamboo shoots next door are clustered. Outside the screen window, the sound-clearing room is in the middle.
See the shutter all day long, and the pillow is the same for several years. Wan Qing sings the prince, and Qian Gong accompanies Ruan Gong.
Expose the pity film, and the rain will love it. Jiegu is quite Hubei, and Xiangchuan dominates Shuidong.
He Ruxuan is on the edge of the threshold, and the sky is clear. Yu Wang, the official bamboo house, said that whoever planted hundreds of poles would rain, and the accompanying song was called Idle Official.
Don't compete with Yao Yan for spring scenery. Stay alone and be afraid of the cold. The sound blows the piano bed to create elegance, and the shadow invades the chess game to help Qing Huan.
Even if the toilet is demolished next year, it will still be seen in the snow this winter. Ting Zhiyuan moved a group of flowers to plant this gentleman, making the court more cold and clean.
In summer, I am bored around, and there is a breeze to borrow from my neighbors. Chanting about Jinzhujiangtang, it was deserted all the way, and it was suspected to be a forest.
Those who are greedy for their husbands, or those who have railings, see gold and don't repair it. Song Qi, a bamboo tree, is different from others by pruning its tips, but refuses to pick them.
There is a straight day, but there is no empty heart. Zizhu Xiuzhu is produced in the southwest of Mei, and its color is different from green.
Cut the flute to reflect the sandalwood lips, and lead the branches to leave the phoenix. Move from a thousand miles, not into a valley.
I love planting bamboo Zhai Sima Guang, and I also borrow Zhai to plant bamboo. One day is indispensable, and chic is always in sight.
The snow and frost confessed, and Ke Ye did not change his mind. Better than Shi Jilun, coral is full of golden valley.
There are four pavilions in Huazang Academy dedicated to bamboo and Wang Anshi, with a long aftertaste. People are thin when they are born with compassion, and even more rigid when they are old.
I once shared the rain and dew with Artemisia selengensis, and finally sought the frost with pine and cypress. I'm tired of plants that take root and sprout. I want to ask Linglun to learn from Phoenix.
There are bamboos in Qujiang, Lv Tao, Zhu Jin. The color is dark yellow. People in the village look at Zhu Jin. Xiuzhu is lovely and in a golden situation.
Heaven and earth are in harmony, and the frost and snow are fierce. Coriolus versicolor has a knot, and chestnut jade is planted into a forest.
Looking back at Weichuan, the mountains are surrounded by greenery. Bamboo Xuan Shen Liao ancients loved to repair bamboo, and they were chic in Youxuan.
Strong sense of rhythm, clear and not vulgar voice. The spring war is trivial, and the autumn wind shakes dry.
Who knows Wei Chuanfu, a thousand acres can be crowned. Zhu Yong Wei Xiang, this gentleman is firm and natural. How can he know that the demon flowers dominate the porch, the light frost does not fall, and the jade is flawless.
If you don't grow in spring, there will be many branches and leaves. Where there is land, there are big roots. Whoever recommends cutting the sound in the Qing Palace will surely get Jia Mu. Singing bamboo is the same as bamboo and bamboo.
Sen cold, clean green. By the Xiangjiang River, Wei Shui Qu.
Curtain green brocade, spear jade. With an open mind, different plants and trees are more energetic than any wood.
Turn the dragon stick into the fairy valley and call the phoenix to sing the holy valley. Yuee towel net, wind girl Su.
Drinking in the forest breaks the shadow and shakes the gold, and playing chess on the stone clears the shade. Dr. Qu drove the pepper orchid away, and Mr. Tao came back to find Songju.
If the random movement is invincible to you, the natural and unrestrained posture is immoral to the servant. Su Shi, a hermit, can make food without meat, and can't live without bamboo.
No meat makes people thin, no bamboo makes people vulgar. People are thin and fat, but most people are incurable.
When people laugh at this, they are stupid. If you are still munching on this, there are Yangzhou cranes in the world.
Cherish bamboo poems and introduce Confucius and Wu to Dong Zhai. There are several bamboo poles, resplendent and pleasing to the eye, and many bamboo shoots are connected.
2. Poems about bamboo
Countless bamboo shoots grow all over the forest, and Chai Men secretly protects pedestrians.
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
3. Poems about bamboo
Bamboo and white jade are vain and proud of frost and snow in severe winter. Life is quiet and indifferent, and life is virtuous. Bamboo Zheng Banqiao (Zheng Xie) has 1000 branches and leaves. I don't blossom, so I don't want to provoke bees and butterflies. Zhu insisted that the castle peak is not relaxed, and its roots are broken rocks. After many trials and tribulations, it is still strong, and there are winds in the east, west, north and south. Painting Bamboo in Weixian County is a work of Bao Bo during his junior high school years. Zheng Banqiao Yazhai lies listening to Xiao Zhu Xiao, who is suspected to be the voice of the people's sufferings; Some small officials in Caozhou County always care about every branch and leaf. Hedgerow Bamboo (Qing Dynasty) Zheng Banqiao is as green as washing, so why bother to protect bamboo? It is better to use bamboo as a fence than to ask for help. Bamboo (Qing) loves to plant flowers all over the world, but the old lady only plants bamboo, and all the frost and snow in the court are removed, giving off new green. After a night of snow, the shadows of the trees turn green. Don't be blown away by the wind. It's delicate and delicate. Inscription (Qing) There is a bamboo, an orchid and a stone in Zheng Banqiao, which smells like bones. I have my own spring news. Inscription (Qing) A gust of wind rolled back and the bamboo branches were in the air. It's really my business to sweep the clouds and fog. It was impossible to sweep the floor just now. Inscription (Qing) Autumn wind crossed Xiaoxiang last night, I was crazy to touch the stone and go through the forest; Only the bamboo branch is not afraid, but it is quite hard 1000. Inscription (Qing) The new bamboo in Zheng Banqiao is higher than the old bamboo branches, and it is supported by the old poles; Next year, there will be new students, and ten feet of dragons and grandchildren will circle the phoenix pool. Inscription (Qing) I have 100,000 rods in my chest. I will fly for a while to make drops of ink. I have been a phoenix for nine days, and I have dyed the clouds to see the new green. Inscription (Qing), draw a bamboo stick and stick a stone. The stone is one foot higher than the bamboo stick. Although one foot makes him taller, it's up to me to lift his strength next year. Bamboo and stone are clear, Zheng Banqiao is light, and Gu Mo is vertical and horizontal. Write a thin bamboo and use it as a fishing rod on the autumn wind river. Write a picture of bamboo Zheng Banqiao, so that the green hills can grow, but the branches are thin and dry. Next year, a hundred feet of bamboo will grow, and the green hills will be inferior. Write a picture of bamboo branches in Zheng Banqiao in the past 40 years, and think about it during the day and night. Extra cutting will keep them thin, and the paintings will be cooked at birth. At the beginning of Tingchu (Tang Dynasty), Liu Yuxi exposed the lead powder festival, and the wind shook the green branches. If you want to learn from the phoenix, the bamboo stone axis (clear) makes it difficult for Li to send people away when he is sick. Bamboo is the best prescription. The ink method is not dry, and the breeze has cleared the lungs and intestines. Yin Zhu Yang Wanli, Song first frost Festival, Xiu Yu Xue Shen, there is nothing to write about. Since the moon is vivid, there are countless bamboo shoots everywhere, and Chai Men hides pedestrians. This meeting must be regarded as the last time that new shoots grow on the wall. The rain washed Juanjuan clean, and the wind blew fragrant. -Tang Du Fu's Singing Bamboo would rather eat without meat than live without bamboo. Without meat, people are thin, without bamboo, people are fat, and people are hopeless. -Stone "In the Land of Hidden Monks" titled My friend Liang Tiejun's "Chivalrous Painted Bamboo" (Qing Dynasty) Kang Youwei. The depiction is particularly incisive. Bamboo power comes from bad luck. Although the painter is clever, it is difficult to work. If you look closely at the west wind last night, if it doesn't go east today, it is the thin leaves in the bamboo of Ming and Xu Weifeng. Snow can't be pressed and wind can't be broken. -green. Zheng Banqiao's "On the Ink Bamboo Map" was born after the rain, and the phoenix tail swayed before the wind; When a guilty conscience is deeply rooted, it means that the sun will dry. -green. When Dai's Painting Bamboo stays in the deep mountains and bright moon, the bamboo is twice as beautiful. It is difficult to be empty and clear, but cold customs can be cured. -green. Wang Mulan's Bamboo Moon Beyond the Mountain has bamboo in the south and green in the green. Harmony with smoke and green, and strive to defect and self-restraint. There are many kinds of Qu Wei, but the Wangs can't get enough of them. Fairy sticks turn into dragons, and beauty should cook with phoenix. I'm only worried about blowing it to send other sounds. I look back at the speed of the dance. Song swam to the East Lake in Hsinchu to protect the fence and cultivate a cool blue reflection. The autumn wind sweeps the floor and I don't know what to do in the afternoon. Pillows and bamboo sticks are still taught everywhere. Song Luyou's poem "Watching Bamboo in Cloud Creek" is full of Shuang Shuang, and this column of immortals can be seen by the river. It's so cold that there is no dust to live in. The bamboos in the stream set each other off, and it is even more strange to go to Xiqiao Bamboo. In this regard, you can endure hunger for ten years behind closed doors. Four long bamboo poles are used to cut jade. You can see that the mother bamboo shoots are made of dragon material. You can smoke thousands of feet all night, but you can't leave a few inches of mud in the pond. You can write Chu ci in green light, leave fragrance for spring powder and give black points. Who can see ruthlessness and hatred? There are thousands of cigarettes in the dew. Home spring has two or three stems, see purple root monster. This year, on the Quchunjiang River, the flute was newly set in jade green. Old bamboo shoots provoke Qingyun, and Maoling lies in poverty. The wind blows a thousand acres of wind, and the weight of black goes into the wine bottle. Zheng Banqiao inscribed a bamboo, an orchid and a stone, with knots, incense and bones, and it was a gentleman's wind all over the house. I have my own spring news. I have100000 poles in Zheng Banqiao's paintings, and I have been dripping ink for some time. It's been nine days, and I've seen the new green. In Zheng Banqiao's painting, a stone stands at the root of the bamboo pole, which is one foot higher than the bamboo pole. Although one foot makes him taller, I will see my own strength next year. Why bother to protect bamboo in Zheng Banqiao? It is better to use bamboo as a fence than to ask for help. Bamboo in Zheng Banqiao in the Qing Dynasty, the whole world loved to grow flowers, but the old lady only planted bamboo, and all the frost and snow were removed, giving off new green. After a night of snow, the shadows of the trees turn green. Don't be blown away by the wind. It's delicate and delicate. Two bamboos inscribed by Feng Jia in Qing Dynasty are indomitable and look down on He Junming. They look at things all their lives, and they are alone in autumn. Willow sleeps not only on bamboo, but also on bamboo. I tied up ancient books as pillows and recited many articles in my dream. Song, Xie Liuzhongxing, sent bamboo shoots from the cold forest, happy to see Bai Sisi. I know I'm sour and cold, not carnivorous. Song and Huang Tingjian sang that bamboo shoots gave birth to yellow calves, and fern buds began to grow children's fists. Try to find wild vegetables to cook fragrant rice. New bamboo shoots are mixed with old branches. The moonlight is already thick, and the wind rises and falls. It is not a problem for young people to fly, but they can get a glimpse of each other. But they hate to move with the wind, and the roots and plants are very open. Bai Juyi: Bamboo is like a saint. How can you see it? Bamboo is solid, solid with tree virtue, and a gentleman sees its foundation.
4. A poem praising bamboo, preferably a famous sentence through the ages.
Bamboo songs sing the same song (suddenly remembering the reason for writing this poem). In the old garden, bamboo is built around the East Stream, occupying a thousand branches of water and sand. I took a business trip, but I didn't get it. This gentleman should be blamed for being late. Zhu Tang Li Jianxun blew the branches of the old wind on Qiong Festival, and the romantic love made me linger. In the most pitiful setting sun, the flower shadows are covered with the guests' clothes. From Selected Poems on Things, established in the early Tang Dynasty. With the smoke from the glass. South window shallow sleep, Xiao Sa wind and rain. Bamboo drum is suitable for smoke, rain and wind. It is loose when it is hidden in water. It moved Xiao Sao out of the distant temple, washed it clean, and sulfhydryl invaded the front peak. The invading moss blooms in spring, and the path is slightly sunny in summer. Rogue apricot blossoms are full of thoughts, and several branches set each other off. Bamboo Tang Wei-style bamboo, Linchi jade. Beauty should be familiar with Phoenix. Only when sadness blows as a warning, you can look back at the speed of driving and dancing. From "No.21-30", we can find that Hua Xuan written by Du Fu in Mianzhu Tang Dynasty originated from Xu Wei. Mianzhu Pavilion is very high in the county. There is no such thing in front of the river. Fortunately, it is green wave. Zhu Tang Du Fu's green bamboo is half full of affection. Meeting with Fu Yunchang. Zhu Liqing Pu Songling loves this gentleman very much. He scratched his side and blew into the sky. When his son arrived, he was particularly fond of his master. From Poem of Lonely Studio, there are always eight treasures among Wu Changshuo guests, which are as fragrant as wild bamboo shoots in the mountains. When will you go back to see the new one? After many trials and tribulations, I am still strong, and I am proud of the east, west, north and south winds. My ancestor Jerry, a long bamboo pole Tang Chen Tao Qinglan broom, I remember Cai Yong with green branches. After listening to the stormy night in Nanyuan, I'm afraid my scales are dragons. Zhu Zheng Banqiao, a piece of pale smoke, wrote down half of this gentleman, and I didn't have to report peace, but I saw the high-spirited breeze. Tell me to go back to my hometown and throw away the black veil of Zheng Banqiao in Minqing. I don't want to be an official if a gentleman takes a thin bamboo and makes it a fishing rod on the autumn river. Sing songs about bamboo. Chen Liang politely invited bamboo chopsticks and tasted them first. Like others, be busy when you have time. Excerpt from Health News 1989.7. 1: Singing bamboo songs, Huang Tingjian's bamboo shoots gave birth to yellow calves, and fern buds began to grow out of children's fists. Trying to find wild vegetables to cook fragrant rice is February day in Jiangnan. Bamboo drum is suitable for smoke, rain and wind, and it will loosen again and again when brushed with water. It is simply moved to Xiao Sao. Several branches are compatible with each other. Bamboo hall, Wei-style bamboo, shaped like jade. Very quiet, smoky green. Instead of changing, it is better to seize the festival and exercise self-restraint. There are many kinds of Qu Wei, but the Wangs don't attach importance to it. Fairy wand is amazing. Beauty should cook with Phoenix. I'm just worried about blowing a farewell note and looking back at the speed of the dance. From "
5. Complete poems and ancient poems describing bamboo.
There are many poems describing bamboo, such as: 1, green bamboo enters a secluded place, green vines hold my skirt (Li Bai's "Drinking Four Mountains in the Lower Zhongnan Mountain") 2, green wind breaks bamboo shoots, and red rain flowers continue (Du Fu's "Traveling with the General Forest") 3, bamboo wind can sober up, and the flower moon can help others stay (Zhang Wei's "The Banquet"). Lotus fragrance in the mirror (Li Bai's "Don't save until you play the clock"). 6. The tender bamboo still contains powder, but the dust has not collected the early lotus (Shi Yan by Xu Ling). 7. Bamboo contains new powder, and red lotus falls off its clothes (Wang Weishan's residence is a matter). 8. After the new rain, bamboo fragrance falls in the flowers (Zhang Ji's late spring)
I don't blossom, I don't tease bees and butterflies. Bamboo) 10 I began to pity you under the window of Zhushan, and I didn't change my Qingming waiting for me (Liu Changqing returned to the mountain to live in the window bamboo in late spring) 1 1 I didn't know it until you cleared Jun Qing (Gong Fan, Cen Can).
6. Poems about bamboo
Countless bamboo shoots are sprouting all over the forest, and pedestrians are hiding in Chai Men. In the past, you must be a bamboo pole for meetings, and guests never go out to meet you. -Tang Du Fu's "Bamboo Shoot Fu" is half full of bamboo, and the new shoots have just come out of the wall. The rain washed Juanjuan clean, and the wind blew a fragrance. -Tang Du Fu's Ode to Bamboo looks forward to the Olympics, and the green bamboo is graceful. Looking forward to the Olympics, green bamboo. If there are bandits and gentlemen, they will be as beautiful as stars. There are bandits and gentlemen, you can't be embarrassed! Looking forward to the Olympics, green bamboo is like a basket. There are bandits and gentlemen, such as gold and tin, and jade and jade. They are broad and generous, thick and playful, and they are not abusive! -The Book of Songs Feng Weiqi, the national wind, would rather eat without meat than live without bamboo. Without meat, people are thin, without bamboo, people are vulgar. People are thin and fat, but most people are incurable. -Su Song's "Poetry" Yu Qian and Shang Lu ate bamboo shoots, covered bamboo tiles, carried bamboo rafts, drank bamboo wages, dressed in bamboo skin, and wrote books. If you don't compete with the crowd, you will look up at the hazy sky, so bleak. You will die bravely, you will die happily, and you will have no complaints. Balcony and columns will fall into curtains. What good will it do you sooner or later? If you don't intend to be a useful person, your scales will spread all over the world. You are not born for yourself, just want to give it to yourself. -money "water sings bamboo" wonderful bamboo, a spoonful of water in the new year. Song. Lu Youzhu lacks the same source of strength, and it is difficult for painters to work skillfully. If you watched the west wind carefully last night, if you don't look east today. -snow can't be pressed, and the wind can't be broken. -green. Zheng Banqiao's "On the Ink Bamboo Map" was born after the rain, and the phoenix tail swayed before the wind; When a guilty conscience is deeply rooted, it means that the sun will dry. -green. When Dai's Painting Bamboo stays in the deep mountains and bright moon, the bamboo is twice as beautiful. It is difficult to be empty and clear, but cold customs can be cured. -green. Wang Mulan's Bamboo Moon Beyond the Mountain has bamboo in the south and green in the green. Still in harmony with the sky. -Fang Zhimin's Ode to Bamboo Leaf Green: Yellow branches are not tolerant to severe frost. Digging bamboo shoots in the autumn wind is even busier. -Dong's "Seeing Bamboo Feeling Outside the Window in Illness" is old and green, but he likes to grow thousands of poles all the year round. The most important thing is to remain modest and strong. He is not cold after many storms. -Deng Tuo was born in Lingyun Festival, and he is still swaying. The north wind is often cold. Some small officials in Caozhou County always care about their feelings. -"Luchai" was not unearthed in Zheng Banqiao, but they remained modest when they entered the cloud. -Li Kuchan spotted bamboo branches, little tears, send acacia. Chuke wants to hear Yao's resentment, and Xiaoxiang has a moonlight in the middle of the night. -Liu Yuxi's "Xiaoxiang Divine Comedy" is playing empty songs and rippling green. When I heard the sound of bamboo folding. -"Night Snow" Bai Juyi shows that Yu Gang has just begun to take shape and is worth waiting for. The poles are green, and all are green. Water is blocked by curtains, and Ding Xiang is blocked. If you don't shake the ghosting, the dream will grow. -"A Dream of Red Mansions" bamboo courtyard is covered with bamboo, lonely under the rock bamboo; The square table leans on the stool, and the husband and wife are disciples; Under chess, black is better than white, and life is spring and autumn; Sunset breaks among bamboos, cicadas are alone in their ears; When will the truth come true and the concentration camp be closed? You should learn from the bamboo in the college and enjoy the empty happiness quietly. The lake in the bamboo garden is like a mirror, and the boat shakes the island like a continent; Banpo painted bamboo pavilion, ten baskets of bamboo shoots; Lying on the soft pillow is very comfortable, the sky is grey and carefree; The wind comes to the bamboo, and the bamboo shadow travels every day; Birds dance on bamboo branches, and the moon is high and bamboo dreams are quiet; The rod is like a knot, and the branch is like a shaft; Luck leaves the fingers, and the group does not fight; Bamboo and grass are better than wood, and they are chic; Seventeen-year-old beauty is not as beautiful as bamboo. Mangosteen is a vast and desolate mountain, and it is said that there is no road to climb; The dry food is already hungry, and the sweet potato is flat and let me turn it over; Small mouth and big Zhang were about to eat, and mangosteen was at a loss when he saw it; Quietly bury the sweet potato again and pull out some grass roots to make the stomach safe. Potted bamboo loves Banqiao bamboo most in his life, and Banqiao is the bridge before every dream; Bamboo was painted with ten cans of vinegar by him, and I wish that the pot of bamboo was only arrogant; Cut off the bamboo shoots in the basin to compete for trees, and carve a new bridge with one pole; Who knows that if you stand alone, you will lose your waist with someone. Caressing bamboo dew is like tears, and solitary poems are not sung for a long time; You Zhu became a fairy, speaking softly and dancing lightly; Advise you not to hesitate and never stop singing; Feel the wonderful report card and think of gold; Advise you not to sigh, spirit can defeat soldiers; Fill the sky and the earth, embrace the waves and stars. Tower bamboo has stars and bamboos of different lengths, and thousands of feet must hold clouds; People who live in houses are like ants, and the nation has no land to fight for. No one is near the spider web page, and whoever fills the altar will drink it dry! Grass, bamboo and grass are born thin, old and stiff; I would like to ask the world with an open mind and never enjoy the sunshine alone.