Zhu Ji's poem: Bamboo and Stone Zheng Xie is determined to stick to the green mountains and does not let go, and the roots are still in the broken rocks. It has endured countless blows but still remains strong, regardless of the winds from east to west, north and south. Inscribed on my friend Liang Tiejun, the chivalrous man painted bamboo (Qing Dynasty) Kang Youwei. He stood up to the festival of flying clouds, and he was still self-possessed. The spring breeze is often biting, and the autumn air never leaves. The chaotic leaves are still strong, and the soft branches are not blown. Only the text is interesting and the portrayal is very vivid. Bamboo (Poetry on Painting) Deng Tuo In front of the stairs, there are old and green bamboos, but they like to grow thousands of poles year after year. The most important thing is to be modest and keep their strength. They have been exposed to wind and rain for a long time and do not know the cold. Three Friends of Suihan (Poetry on Painting) Tao Xingzhi The pines on Wansong Ridge are blowing up the sky wind and shaking the first peak of Kunlun. Thousands of troops and thousands of horses are roaring; the sea comes out of the mountains. Bamboo is green, plum blossoms are red, we move to the west and east, fighting for the last five minutes, hundreds of grasses and thousands of flowers are relaxing and laughing, waiting for the third winter. Ode to Bamboo Wen Tong, Song Dynasty (I suddenly remembered the bamboo cultivation in my hometown and wrote this poem) The bamboo cultivation in my hometown surrounded the East River, occupying 10,000 branches in the water and soaking in the sand. I have not been able to get a break from my career as an official, so this gentleman should be blamed for his late return. Dawn Scene on the Spring River by Song Dynasty Huichong There are two or three branches of peach blossoms outside the bamboo, and the ducks see the warmth of the spring river water. The ground is full of wilting grass and the reed buds are short, which is when the puffer fish is about to come. Bamboo Li Jianxun of the Tang Dynasty The wind blows high on the bamboo branches, and I forget to return home due to the wind. The most pitiful thing is that under the setting sun, the shadows of flowers and the clothes of the guests are full. Excerpted from "Selected Poems about Things" Bamboo by Zheng Gu, Tang Dynasty. It is suitable for smoke, rain and wind. Xiao Sao was moved from the distant temple and came to see the front peak. The moss that invades the steps breaks off and spring buds burst out, and the sedge that winds around the path is slightly sunny in summer. The rogue apricot blossom has many emotions, and a few branches are clad in green, so they are compatible. Looking for Mianzhu from Wei Xu, Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty. Hua Xuan arrived in his year, and Mianzhu came out of the county. There is no such thing in front of the house on the river, but fortunately it is green and caressed by the waves. Bamboo (Qing Dynasty) Zheng Banqiao The whole world loves to plant flowers, but I only plant bamboo. The frost and snow are all over the garden, and the new green is shining freely. It's snowing all night in Youhuang, and the sparse shadows have lost their green color. Don't be blown away by the wind, and the exquisite empty jade will be broken into pieces. Bamboo (Qing Dynasty) Zheng Banqiao One section after another, thousands of branches holding thousands of leaves; I do not bloom to avoid teasing bees and butterflies. Fence Bamboo (Qing Dynasty) Zheng Banqiao A vast expanse of greenery, why bother protecting the bamboo with Jingqi? Still using bamboo as a barrier, asking for help from others is not as good as asking for yourself. Poems about the South of the Yangtze River: Reminiscing about the South of the Yangtze River by Bai Juyi The South of the Yangtze River is good, and the scenery is familiar to me. When the sun rises, the flowers on the river are as red as fire, and when spring comes, the river is as green as blue? How can I forget about Jiangnan? Anonymous lotus can be picked in Jiangnan
Lotus leaves are in Tiantian. Fish are playing among lotus leaves
Fish are playing with lotus leaves to the east
Fish are playing with lotus leaves to the west
Fish plays with lotus leaves in the south
Fish plays with lotus leaves in the north. 2007-11-16 21:58:24 Supplement: "Jiangnan Spring" Du Mu's thousands of miles away, the orioles sing green and reflect red, and the water village and mountain wine flag wind. There are four hundred and eighty temples in the Southern Dynasty, and there are many towers in the mist. "Jiangnan" Li Qunyu The waves are rising from the scales, and the peach leaves are singing in the boat. Where can the north wind stay in the slanting snow? There are many wine flags all the way to the south of the Yangtze River.
Bamboo and Stone, Zheng Banqiao, Qing Dynasty. The light smoke and ancient ink are vertical and horizontal, writing half of this gentleman. There is no need to report peace, and the high-spirited breeze has been seen. I tell you to return home and draw bamboo to bid farewell to the gentlemen and people of Wei County. Zheng Banqiao, Qing Dynasty. Throw away the black gauze and refuse to become an official. The bag is fluttering and my sleeves are cold. I write a thin bamboo and use it as a fishing rod on the river in the autumn wind.