Author/threesome
When I was a minor
I said to the land
I will break through the ground.
Destroy your oppression
Someone laughed at me.
What a bold fanatic, sharp-tongued and thick-skinned
Can you show off in the world?
In the storm and thunder
With a love of mountains
My roots are deeply rooted in the soil between the mountains.
Someone flatters me.
Say I insist on castle peak and don't relax.
Good morals and manners!
Face them
I defended myself a thousand times.
You will get a lot of ridicule and flattery.
2. The spirit of bamboo
Author/Zhang
Cliff, bamboo forest,
Stand in the gap of the cliff with mutual dependence!
Standing upright in the hot sun,
Tell us:
Its firm will.
Sharp bamboo shoots show little heads,
Growing up in the rain.
After countless storms,
They finally stood on the cliff,
Show us its spirit.
3. Bamboo flowering season
Author/Water Condensation
The season of bamboo flowering
The mountain wind drifted across the sea on the grass.
Looking for the moon and legends
Eternal glory and oath
The lamp of vigil and faith
Wet Dawn is the direction of writing poems for you.
The winding mountain road is full of flowers.
Coming from behind the silent mountain.
Sunlight looks for fragrance in your hair.
People like mountains
Carrying the pure weight of bluestone.
Rich sweetness
Be ashamed of the dew under your feet
A thin layer of fog.
Lingering with the slender figure of bamboo
Cool mountain spring
That's where we draw water.
High and low birdsong
Gently twist a few bamboo leaves down the river
Self-exiled poet
And the lyre of poetry.
By the lighted bonfire
Looking for a thousand years of love
The night is clear as water.
I feel like a night.
The eternal moon writes poetry.
4. Exquisite bamboo
The cold wind roared past.
The frost turned white and yellow last night.
Early risers were whispering to each other on the roadside.
The rising sun quietly dyed the edge red.
Seagulls add mouths and comb branches.
The cold noise in the morning
The slender bamboo is swaying in the wind.
The delicate girl resists the erosion of cold.
Or the green light dances with her.
Such as cold plum and pine trees.
Be a thin bamboo, both rigid and flexible.
The concentration of green is eternal.
Don't change your pride to meet the challenges of each season.
Full of green remains in spring, summer, autumn and winter.
5. Bamboo
Author/Dao Pingchang
Although bamboo is empty
But it has a tough character.
Facing the storm
It just bends without breaking.
No matter what season
It has an optimistic attitude.
So the seasons are evergreen.
It is an empiricist.
Every time I grow up
Will make a summary.
And a perfectionist.
Whenever flowers bloom (m.taiks.com)
Has come to the end of life.
Choose to leave at the most beautiful time.
Just to leave a good memory.
It's alive and strong.
Death is romantic.