Bamboo and Stone
[Author] Zheng Xie [Dynasty] Qing Dynasty
Stand firmly on the green mountains and not relax, the roots are still in the broken rocks. It has endured thousands of blows but is still strong, regardless of the winds from east to west, north and south. >>
Man Jiang Hong·Yong Bamboo
[Author] Lu Rong [Dynasty] Ming Dynasty
No idle flowers are planted, but a few poles of bamboo are planted beside the pond and pavilion. In the contrast, there is a pool of running water, which is cold and green. The wind blows and the immortal sings, and after the rain, the pure girl adds anointing to bathe her. Before the forest is established, it is difficult to see the phoenix coming to perch and talk about medical customs. Ask Hua Zhou, named Qi'ao. Looking for Miao descendants, Xiangjiang River. The nature is as aloof as a cypress, and Gillian has a golden house. Sitting in the shade, the summer heat subsides calmly, and the mind is clear and in a trance with the slightest fragrance. Despite the frost, her grace remains unchanged, as warm as jade. >>
Five Poems on Bamboo
[Author] Hanshan Deqing [Dynasty] Ming Dynasty
Jade flying thousands of feet in the cold, clear and frosty in the forest. Even if I have a heavy heart, I will forget about each other. The wind is blowing and the dragon is roaring at night. The frost and snow don’t know the year, but I am really a friend of the cold year. The frost is as cold as jade, and the wind branches sound like a harp. It rained all night in Xiaoxiang, and the raindrops broke the guest center. The leaves are falling and the roots are relatively solid, and the heart is empty and the nodes are higher. The cold wind blows in the forest, and the clear night is accompanied by pine waves. The clouds are green in spring in Qi'ao, and the night in Xiaoxiang is rainy and cold. People in the empty window listen quietly, and the Langgan rustles. >>
Hsinchu
[Author] Zheng Banqiao [Dynasty] Qing Dynasty
Hsinchu is higher than the old bamboo branches, all because of the support of old trunks. Next year there will be another new born, the ten-foot-long dragon and grandson will come around Fengchi. >>
Xue Baochai·Xue Zhu
[Author] Huan Shanqiao [Dynasty] Qing dynasty
Heavy snow blows from the north, and every family has a poor white house. The jade tree is still difficult to stretch, overwhelming thousands of bamboo poles. A high-minded person dares not be like Teng Liu. A gentleman has an open mind and is willing to bow his head. How can I be in Qi'ao without the green Yiyi again? The cold forest is all white, and Xidi Langgan is alone. Hanmei can't help it, why is he shrinking? In front of the small reading window, there are no green trees. I sit in an empty space and don't listen to the sound of Su Su. You can remember Wen Dian and add a few good paintings. Even more thinking about a person lying down, how can he only eat without meat? >>
Quatrains
[Author] Wang Tingyun [Dynasty] Yuan Dynasty
The bamboo shadows and poems are thin, and the plum blossoms are fragrant in dreams. Poor moon tonight, she refuses to go down to the west wing. >>
Ode to Dianthus
[Author] Wang Ji [Dynasty] Tang Dynasty
The luxuriant green branches are blooming, and the red flowers are hanging down. They are often afraid of zero dew falling and cannot survive. I sigh and think to myself, how can I love you in this life? Before I was born, who made me cute? Throw it away and don't re-expose it. It's no surprise to resign it. >>
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Yong Bamboo in Front of the Eaves
[Author] Shen Yue [Dynasties] Southern and Northern Dynasties
< p>The sprouts have begun to droop, and the leaves have begun to form branches. There are velvet velvet growing in the shade, promoting the separation of the nodes below. The wind blows, the dew drips, and the moon shines with varying shadows. I want to be born in a king's house, but I don't want to be trapped in Huachi. >>With Dongfang Zuo Shi Qiu Xiuzhu Pian
[Author] Chen Ziang [Dynasty] Tang Dynasty
Dragon seeds are born in Nanyue, where there are solitary green trees and lush pavilions. On the peaks and ridges, there is great admiration, and under the mist and rain it is dim. I hear the cry of flying squirrels at night, and the sound of springs during the day. The spring breeze is blowing lightly, and the white dew is clear. The mournful sound stimulates the golden music, and the dense color nourishes the jade. The frost and snow are bitter every year, and the color is green. Aren't you tired of the cold weather, and ashamed of the beauty of spring trees? The spring trees have their glory and rest, but they will not wither in this section. I wish to be with gold and stone from the beginning, and keep my integrity forever. Unexpectedly, Ling Lunzi played like Feng Ming. Then the clouds harmonized with the harp, and the music played in the heaven. Wonderful tunes can be changed in thousands of ways, and Xiao and Shao are also 90%. I believe in the beauty of carvings and always wish to serve the immortals. Driving on the green Qiu, Yi Yu Zi Luan Sheng. Make friends with Yingtai girls and sing about ascending to heaven. Join hands to climb up to the sun, and travel far away from Chicheng. The black crane dances low and high, and colorful clouds appear intermittently. I will follow the immortals forever and travel to Yujing in the Three Mountains. >>
Ode to Hsinchu
[Author] Ji Zhi [Dynasty] Qing dynasty
This king aspires to reach the blue sky, towering hundreds of feet above the clouds. I'm just afraid that the year will turn into a dragon and fly away without leaving a trace. >>
Five Odes of Xun Gongyuan·Bitter Bamboo Bridge
[Author] Liu Zongyuan [Dynasty] Tang Dynasty
The dangerous bridge is a secluded path, winding through the sparse forest. The bursting of flowers divides the bitter festival, and the lightness and humility hold an open mind. Look down at the trickling stream and listen to the singing of Xiao Xiao. On a misty day under the lake, the mountain birds sing. There is no need to use it, but there is more shade to live in. >>
Yong Guitang Hidden Scale Cave
[Author] Wang Ruzhou [Dynasty] Song Dynasty
Mr. fame and fortune are more than ashes, green bamboos and green pine trees are planted by their own hands. I plan to put a pole on the rock and cross the gorge with a scarf. In the Qing Dynasty, Tong retreated and he was so busy. He Zhongzhang of Shanxi Han Dynasty. When I feel calm, my eyes are free of worldly things, and I burn incense in a room full of darkness. The reputation of Yinde family has been heard for many generations, and I am an idler in the quiet stream of Kaopan. The redness of the young age fades away after the eyes have passed, and the fragrance of chrysanthemums and orchids usher in spring. Planting bamboo in Qi garden will reach you far away, and you will bear the burden of hard work in your life. It is not unintentional to need a good person to sit on the side. How can it be easy to hear words from afar? >>
Qi Tianle·The depth of the bamboo does not allow for the setting sun
[Author] Wu Wenying [Dynasty] Song Dynasty
The depth of the bamboo does not allow for the setting sun, and the horizontal direction is drab Merlin Marsh. The smoke is gone, the grass is broken, and the water is left. It's better to be in the depth of autumn. The deserted pavilion spins and sweeps. The wine is cold and the flowers are blooming. The west wind blocks the brocade, half singing sleeves and half chanting grass.
Traveling alone makes you happy and easy to be lazy. The scenery is rare and people are not conquered, and there is little pleasure. When I hand over the car under the willow tree, I respect the bow in front of the bank and smile with Yungen. Autumn fragrance is not old yet. It is getting windy and rainy in the west city, and I am wearing my guest hat secretly. Moving the boat with the moon behind it, the trees in the crow stream are dawning.
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