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Poems praising bonsai

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Sentences to praise bonsai:

Lao Tzu said: You can know the world without leaving home

Bonsai is a traditional Chinese art treasure. It is the crystallization of cultivation technology and plastic art, and is also a combination of natural beauty and artistic beauty.

< p> The world is big in a small pot, but the trees are old and the scenery is new.--The famous calligrapher and painter Lai Shaoqi

Poems about bonsai

1 There is no way out despite the mountains and rivers, and there is another village with dark willows and bright flowers. 2 There are many trees and lush grass. 3 Qingchuan is full of Hanyang trees, and the grass is luxuriant in Parrot State. An ancient poem describing bonsai

"Margin offered a pot of autumn orchids as an offering"

Era: Song Dynasty Author: Dai Fuxu

My son came to serve as an offering I am a Qiulan. Xiao Ran's appearance can restrain the wind, dew and cold.

It moved its roots from the rock ravine and returned to my desk. It is nourished by water and stones, and supported by hills.

Just like a good friend, hanging around day and night. The fragrance is breathable and scents my old lungs and liver.

There are only a dozen or so roots, and they are treated as Jiu Wan.

"He Hua Weng's Potted Plum Blossoms"

Era: Song Dynasty Author: Du Fan

Juejian was moved to the garden near the market, and also moved to sell flower cents. There are clusters of scallops all over the body, and there are thousands of cracks on the skin, and there are still traces of hands.

Let’s ask how it is to go back to the secular state and hold on to one’s solitary roots. The cold wind festival of the year should be fine, and Lu Wu must know that he has respect.

Poems describing bonsai

The peaches and plums do not say anything, but they form a path by themselves. The water in the cave is curved, and the center of the basin is leaning on it. The Zhu Pavilion is low, and the fragrance is close to the plum blossoms.

Outside the island, the sky is humming, Among them, the jade butterfly subdues the dragon and locks the tiger, and splits the stalactite with an ax. The beauty leans on the rainbow, and the misty rain is slightly misty. Tags: Composition classics Previous article: The latest lecture comments collection The latest comments for kindergarten small classes Next article: Comprehensive assessment evaluation unit for the school year Comprehensive assessment opinions and comments