A seven-character quatrain ancient poem about the Dragon Boat Festival

1. Ancient poems about bamboo during the Dragon Boat Festival

Ancient poems about bamboo during the Dragon Boat Festival 1. Ancient poems about bamboo

Stay firm on the green hills and never relax, The roots were originally in the broken rock.

Even though you have endured countless blows, you are still strong, regardless of the winds from east to west, north and south. -- "Bamboo and Stone" Zheng Xie of the Qing Dynasty

New bamboo branches are higher than old bamboo branches, all because of the support of old stems.

Next year there will be another new born, the ten-foot-long dragon grandson will come around Fengchi. --"Bamboo and Stone" Qing Dynasty·Zheng Xie

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. -- "Quequatrains" Wang Tingyun of the Yuan Dynasty

Insert thorns and weave fences carefully to protect them, forming ripples in the cold green.

Autumn arrives first as the breeze sweeps over the earth, and the red sun travels until noon.

When I untied the bamboo basket, I heard the rustling sound, and when I put it down, I saw the leaves for the first time.

I want to come here frequently when I have free time, and I still follow my pillow mat wherever I go. --"East Lake Hsinchu" by Lu You of the Song Dynasty

2. A complete collection of ancient poems describing bamboo

Bamboo and Stone (Qing Dynasty, Zheng Xie)

Do not let go of the green hills, The roots were originally in the broken rock.

Even though you have endured countless blows, you are still strong, regardless of the winds from east to west, north and south.

Bamboo (Su Dongpo, Song Dynasty)

It is better to eat without meat than to live without bamboo;

Without meat, one will be thin, and without bamboo, one will be vulgar.

Yong Bamboo (Fu Pangru)

The ground is broken and the clouds are rising higher and higher, and the cold drives away the three nines to lead the coquettish style.

Don’t shed the passionate tears of mottled bamboo, but be willing to turn the spring mountains into snow waves.

Ode to Bamboo (Seven Rhythms)

The cottage is next to the small bridge and the flowing water, and it is comfortable to settle down in peace. The wind destroys the body and the crooked roots are still upright, and the snow weighs on the waist and the branches become stronger.

A person with a prestigious reputation always observes integrity, but his mind is full of empty valleys and dark smoke. There is no fear of frost, summer or heat, and the weather is beautiful all year round in spring, summer, autumn and winter.

Bamboo

Li Jianxun of the Tang Dynasty

On the Qiong Festival, the wind blows on the branches, and the wind blows and I forget to return home.

The most pitiful thing is that under the setting sun, the shadows of flowers and the clothes of the guests are full.

Garden Bamboo

Li Zhong of Tang Dynasty

Occasionally moved from the mountain monastery to the side of the building.

The good wind blows all day long, and the ghostly birds sometimes come.

The sifting moon leads to poetry, and the smoke in the cage accompanies the wine glass.

I woke up from my sleep at the south window and heard the rustle of wind and rain.

Bamboo

Zhenggu of the Tang Dynasty

It is suitable for smoke, rain and wind. It blows the water and hides the pine trees.

Moved Xiao Sao from the distant temple, washed up and invaded the front peak.

The moss that invades the steps breaks off the spring buds, and the sedge around the path is slightly summery and the sun is strong.

The rogue apricot flower has many emotions, and several branches are clad in green, so they are compatible.

Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty

The green bamboo is half in its casing, and the new shoots are just emerging from the wall.

The color invades the book late at night, and is hidden in the coolness of the wine.

The rain washes the flowers clean, and the wind blows the fragrance.

But if there is no cutting, the clouds will grow.

Bamboo and Stone

Zheng Banqiao of the Qing Dynasty

Firmly insist on not letting go of the green mountains, the roots are still in the broken rocks;

Still strong after countless hardships Jin, let the wind blow from east to west, north and south.

Fence Bamboo

(Qing Dynasty) Zheng Banqiao

Why bother protecting bamboo with Jingqi when the green shade is like a wash?

Still using bamboo as a barrier, asking for help from others is not as good as asking for yourself.

Bamboo

(Qing Dynasty) Zheng Banqiao

Everyone in the world loves to plant flowers, but I only plant bamboo.

The courtyard is full of frost and snow, sprinkled with flowers Then the new green shines.

It snowed all night in the secluded sky, and the sparse shadows lost their green color.

Don’t let the wind blow them away, and the exquisite empty jade will be broken into pieces.

3. Ancient poems describing bamboo

Ode to Bamboo (Qi.

The southern branches meet the northern leaves, and the new shoots are mixed with old branches.

The moonlight is sparse and dense, and the sound of wind rises and falls again.

The green guard flies out of the way, but the yellow mouth peeks at each other.

But hate follows the wind, and the roots and plants grow apart.

Bamboo (Liang.Liu Xiaoxian)

Bamboo grows in the open field, and the clouds tower over the sky.

No one appreciates high integrity, only one is chaste.

The concubine of Xiang was brought to tears by shame, and she entered the palace harp in shame.

Whoever makes the flute should sing the dragon's tune.

Endowed with tender bamboos in front of the steps (Chen. Zhang Zhengjian)

The green clouds are forming clumps on their own, and the light flowers and tender bamboo shoots are about to soar into the sky.

The curved and horizontal branches are often untied, and the leaves are sparse and the wind is strong.

If you want to know the place where the dragon is born, you should go to Gepi on the mountain road.

Ode to Bamboo (Tang Dynasty. Li Qiao)

The tall bamboo sticks on the Chu River are filled with the beauty of dawn.

The white flowers shake the shadow of the wind, and the Qing Festival moves the dragon text.

The leaves sweep the southeast sun, and the branches carry the northwest clouds.

Who knows that on the Xiang River, I shed tears and miss you alone.

More than 100 poems about planting bamboo on the left side of Junzhai (Tang Dynasty. Linghu Chu)

Bamboo is planted by the north window of Zhaiju, and the plain wall is newly opened to reflect the fresh green flowers.

The green is close to the place where medicine is practiced, and the green shade is as deep as lying in front of the curtain.

The leaves at dawn seem to smell like rain when the wind blows, and the spring branches seem to carry smoke when the moon passes.

I recalled the mountains and felt relieved, so I retired and sat down to face Chanjuan.

Bamboos in the White Sand Pavilion in Autumn (Tang Dynasty. Xu Hun)

The fluffy snow and frost, and the dense green are different from those in Hunan.

The sparse shadow of the moon moves on the wall, and the cold sound of the wind fills the hall.

Autumn comes earlier for roller blinds and longer nights for high pillows.

Suddenly I recall Qinxi Road, thousands of poles are now cold.

The first bamboo shoots were eaten and presented in a seat (Li Shangyin, Tang Dynasty)

The tender bamboo shoots were first emerging from the forest, and the price in the mausoleum was as heavy as gold.

In the imperial capital, there are countless people on land and sea, and they can't bear to cut an inch of gold from Ling Yun.

Ode to Bamboo (Zheng Gu, Tang Dynasty)

It is suitable for smoke, rain and wind, blowing the water and hiding the pine trees in the village.

I moved Xiao Sao from the distant temple, washed it, and saw the front peak.

The moss that invades the steps breaks out the spring buds, and the path around the path is covered with mild summer shade.

The apricot blossoms are full of emotions, and several branches are clad in green, so they are compatible.

Bamboo Wind (Tang Yanqian, Tang Dynasty)

Bamboos reflect the wind and the windows are slanting, --- people sit and think about the endless thoughts.

The dream of rivers and lakes is left at night, all of which are dry sounds like dihua flowers.

Bamboo in the mountains in spring (said by Pei of the Tang Dynasty)

Several poles of green bamboo are shaped like dragons, and they are steep and tall. They grow here.

Infinite wild flowers cannot bloom, and the cold color in the middle of the mountain competes with spring.

Ode to Bamboo (Zhang Bi, Tang Dynasty)

The trees are full of colors and the leaves are blooming, and the kings and grandsons are not tired of filling the courtyard.

No one can see Lingshuang at the end of the festival, waiting humbly for the phoenix to come.

Who allows romance to add joy and self-pity to the dust.

There are many idle areas everywhere in Zhumen, just like moving clouds to caress the green moss.

Shuangyun Pavilion (Song Dynasty, Su Shi)

The new bamboo basket cannot be restrained, and Chanjuan is already old and cold.

To see the hint of frost, you have to wait for the autumn wind to fall.

All in the Fu Garden (Song Dynasty, Su Che)

Bamboo does not grow in cold areas, although it often appears to be sick.

The root of the plant is hidden in a deep place, but the leaves are so fierce when they open.

Chanjuan looks like ice and snow, scattered by the wind and sun.

Prosperity can be seen in solitary depths, and one person is the enemy of thousands of hectares.

It reminds me of the towering forests and cliffs on the river.

There is no wind and the bamboo baskets are floating by themselves, and they are singing along the deserted path.

Hsinchu (Song Dynasty, Yang Wanli)

The east wind cleverly repairs the remaining mountains, and adds jade poles in one night.

Half-dressed and still half-dressed, the dragon has no faith and is afraid of the cold spring.

Ode to East Lake Hsinchu (Song Dynasty, Lu You)

Insert thorns and weave fences to protect them, and cultivate the cold green ripples.

Autumn arrives first as the breeze sweeps over the earth, and the red sun travels until noon.

When I untied the bamboo basket, I heard the rustling sound, and when I put it down, I saw the leaves for the first time.

I want to come here frequently when I have free time, and I still follow my instructions everywhere.

Wild Bamboo (Wuzhen, Yuan Dynasty)

Wild Bamboo is absolutely lovely, with sparse branches and leaves that look real.

He has always stayed far away from Jingzhen, walking along cliffs and crossing stone paths.

Embrace the river of Jieshan Mountain humbly, the breeze is whirling in the white moon.

What will happen if the cold shoots thousands of feet away? There is a lot of wind and smoke in Qi'ao, Weichuan River.

Song of New Bamboo Shoots (Yue Dai, Ming Dynasty)

The forest is full of yellow birds, and the new bamboo shoots in the forest are among the people.

The spring breeze scares the mountain rabbits behind closed doors, and the dew drops in the day scare the bamboo chickens.

Spring has passed for three days in the rain, and I added a few more flowers near the stone bed.

The generals will raise their heads to the blue clouds, regardless of the broken green moss in front of the steps.

Bamboo and Stone (Qing Dynasty. Zheng Xie)

The green mountains are not relaxed, and the roots are still in the broken rocks.

Even though you have endured countless blows, you are still strong, regardless of the winds from east to west, north and south.

Bamboo (Qing Dynasty, Zheng Xie)

One section after another, thousands of branches holding thousands of leaves.

Since I don’t bloom, I don’t want to attract bees and butterflies.

Bamboo

Li He of the Tang Dynasty

Entering the water, the light moves, and the green shadows appear in spring.

The dew shoots grow on the path, and the moss color brushes the frost roots.

The weaving can bear the fragrance and sweat, and the planting can catch the cotton scales.

4. Ancient poems about bamboo

Ancient poems about bamboo:

A few branches of peach blossoms outside the bamboo are a prophet of the warmth of the spring river. -- Su Shi's "Late Scene of the Spring River in Huichong"

The courtyard looks like accumulated water, empty and clear, with algae and waterlilies interlaced in the water, covered with bamboo and cypress shadows. -- Su Shi's "A Night Tour at Chengtian Temple"

What night is there without a moon? Where are there no bamboos or cypresses? But there are few idle people like the two of us. -- Su Shi's "Night Tour of Chengtian Temple"

The bamboo path leads to a secluded place, and the Zen room is surrounded by flowers and trees. -- Chang Jian's "Inscription on the Buddhist Temple Behind the Poshan Temple"

Lying in the Yazhai, listening to the rustling bamboos, I suspect they are the sounds of suffering among the people. -- Zheng Xie's "The Painting of Bamboo in the Weixian County Office Presenting Nianbo Bao Dachengkuo"

Thousands of feet of waves across the river, thousands of bamboo poles slanting into it. -- Li Qiao's "Wind"

5. Poems describing bamboo, ancient poems

1. Bamboo grows in the open field, and no one appreciates the high degree of the clouds, but only cherishes the sincerity. ——"Bamboo" Liang·Liu Xiaoxian

2. The emerald cloud tops form clusters, and the light flowers and tender bamboo shoots are about to soar into the sky. The curved and horizontal branches are laid out repeatedly, and the leaves are sparse and the wind blows strongly. ——"Essential Bamboo in Front of the Steps" Chen Zhang Zhengjian

3. Do not let go of the green mountains, and set your roots 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. ——"Bamboo and Stone" Zheng Xie of the Qing Dynasty

4. The green bamboo half contains the casing, and the new shoots have just emerged from the wall. The color invades the book late at night, and it is hidden in the wine. The rain washes the flowers clean, and the wind blows the fragrance. But if there is no cutting, the clouds will grow. ——"Ode to Bamboo in the Mansion of Yan Zheng" by Du Fu

5. The moss breaks off the steps and spring buds burst out, and the winding path is full of shady trees and strong summer sunshine. The rogue apricot blossom has many emotions, and a few branches are clad in green, so they are compatible. ——"Bamboo" Tang·Zhenggu

6. Bamboo, near the pond, looks like jade. The dew is quiet and the smoke is green. It is better to change than to seize the knot, and to constrain one's sincerity. Weiqu has a lot of varieties, but the Wang family doesn't see enough of it. The fairy staff is frightening and transforming into a dragon, and beauty and truth should mature with the phoenix. Only worry is blowing the parting sound, looking back and dancing at the speed of the formation. ——"Bamboo" Tang Dynasty Wei Style

7. The blue broomstick is the ancestor of the emperor, and the tall green branches recall Cai Yong. If you listen to the wind and rain in Nanyuan for a long time, you will be afraid that the scales and armor will grow like a dragon. ——"Growing Bamboo" by Chen Tao of the Tang Dynasty

8. Bamboo shoots have just grown into yellow horns, and fern buds have just grown into small fists. Try to find wild vegetables and cook fragrant rice, it’s February in the south of the Yangtze River. ——"Ode to Bamboo" by Huang Tingjian of the Song Dynasty

9. When Huaxuan arrived, the Mianzhu pavilion 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. ——"Looking for Mian Bamboo from Wei Xu" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty

10. A brief introduction to the bamboo cultivating in the Taoist Academy. Play the piano, drink wine and watch Fu Shu. If you don't want to be strong, you will have two phoenixes. And use a long pole to catch giant fish. ——"Wash Bamboo" Wang Zhenbai of Tang Dynasty

11. Chic and unrestrained in all things. Xiuhuang is alone in the group. Zhenzi once braved the snow. High abstinence and soaring clouds. The fine rhyme is beginning to appear. Thick smoke is rising day by day. Parting because of the topic. You cannot be without a king for a while. ——"Send Zhong Yuanwai with Bamboo" by Sun Xian of Tang Dynasty

12. What kind of spirit in Sichuan has the name of bamboo kindness. A clump is several steps wide and dense with dozens of stems. The stems are long and short, and the branches and leaves are not impressive. Last year the thorns grew, and this year they grow again. ——"Ci Bamboo" Song Dynasty Music History

13. Spring thunder and Yinyan rocks are everywhere, and the grass is everywhere. I planted southern window bamboo, and it has sprouted. Winning the reward of the secluded forest, living in a dignified manner without vulgar sentiments. ——"Hsinchu" Song·Zhu Xi

14. Deep in the bamboo dock, sandalwood trees surround the house. The summer wind becomes bleak, and the cold moon helps to cool it down.

When the guests have gone, the dust has collapsed, and when the poems arrive, the poems are drawn into the landscape. ——"Ode to Bamboo in Second Rhyme" by Zhu Xi of the Song Dynasty

Other poems praising bamboo

Swallows are still flying towards the bamboo-tiled house on the empty mountain.

I like to visit Jiaojing Temple. See Yanzhou Bamboo again.

The peak of dawn looks like a fairyland. The green festival is densely leaning against Jiangyun.

Lying in the Yazhai, I listened to the sounds of Xiao Xiaozhu, which I suspected were the sounds of suffering among the people.

The bamboo leaves are green and refuse to turn yellow, and the branches are beautiful and can withstand severe frost.

The bamboo woven thatch leans against the stone roots, and the sparse bamboo stems can be seen in Qiancun.

There are two or three peach blossoms outside the bamboo, and the ducks are prophets of the warm spring river water.

Bamboo root beads are better than bamboo skin crowns. If you want to wear them, you must first shorten the hair shaft.

There are two or three red amaranths in the bamboo window, and the mountains are far away from the water gate.

The new bamboo branches are higher than the old bamboo branches, all because of the support of the old stems.

Only Zhu Zhihun is not afraid and can fight with each other for a thousand times.

Who sends new bamboo shoots in the cold forest, and is happy to see the white and jagged color when opening the dowry.

There is no such thing in front of the house on the river. Fortunately, it is green and caressed by the waves.

The bamboo forest at the stern of the boat covers the county and city, and the old people are still standing on their own in Shatou.

In life, it is important to have confidence in your mind and to withstand difficult tests.

Even though you have endured countless blows, you are still strong, regardless of the winds from east to west, north and south.

On Qiongjie, the wind blows on the branches, and the wind blows so hard that I forget to return home.

Wan Zhichaolu learned from Xiaoxiang. The lonely pavilion is white and cool.

6. Ancient poems about bamboo

Inscribed on the painting of bamboo by my friend Liang Tiejun (Qing Dynasty) Kang Youwei lives upright in the Lingyun Festival, swaying but still self-possessed.

The spring breeze is often biting and the autumn air is always lingering. 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 Preface Zhou Fangchun lived in peace for three and a half years on New Year's Day in 1991, sitting quietly and reading poems.

Chinese bamboo culture has a history of thousands of years. The poems are like a tide, and I am unable to read them carefully.

Browsed more than 10,000 volumes and compiled more than 10,000 words. Those who write poems about bamboo in ancient and modern times often learn the bamboo style.

Being modest is your nature, and you will be noble and noble throughout your life. The strong wind does not bend the pole, and the heavy rain makes the skin cleaner.

Ku Department generates clear yin, and the severe cold maintains green color. Bamboo silk leaves a lasting legacy, bamboo arrows shoot bear scorpions.

Everything for food, clothing, housing, and transportation is a labor of love for you. The more outstanding the contribution, the more intense the cutting.

If this wind continues, the bamboo forest will be destroyed. I compile bamboo poems and dedicate them to readers.

I advise you to cherish bamboo and promote bamboo style. "Shui Tiao Ge Tou·Yong Bamboo" Qian Zhangming has strong joints and is unintentional in his taste.

After many storms, it is better to break than to bend. It is still green all year round, and does not compete with the other flowers. Looking up at the blue sky in an obscure place, it looks so desolate and high-spirited.

Be brave enough to sacrifice one's life, willing to sacrifice one's life without complaint. The pillars of the pavilion and the courtyard, and the curtains of the reed pipes fade into the air.

How can we benefit sooner or later? Don't worry about the success you have achieved, your scales and claws will be all over the world. I was born not to do anything for myself, but to devote myself to it.

Qilu·Answer to Friend Mao Zedong In 1961, white clouds were flying on Jiuyi Mountain, and the emperor's son rode the wind and descended into the green sky. A branch of mottled bamboo sheds a thousand tears, and a branch of red clouds sheds hundreds of thousands of flowers.

The waves in Dongting are covered with snow, and the people of Changdao are singing poems. The dream I want to be inspired by is very small, and the country of Furong is full of sunshine.

While I was ill, I felt inspired by the bamboos I saw outside the window, a tribute to Dong Biwu. On March 4, 1952, the bamboo leaves were green and refused to turn yellow, and the branches were beautiful and could withstand severe frost. In the spring breeze of Zhaosu, there are even more bamboo shoots being unearthed.

Inscribed on Bamboo Leaf Jianying, the 1963 colored pen painting of Lingyun is full of thoughts. Humility and integrity are my teachers; in life, it is important to have a bamboo in your heart to withstand difficult tests. Bamboo chanting Fang Zhimin lowered his head under the snow, as if it were wet with mud. A red sun rose, but it was still level with the sky.

Bamboo (Poetry on Painting) The old and green bamboos in front of Deng Tuo's stairs are happy to grow thousands of poles all year round. The most important thing is to be modest and keep their strength. They have endured wind and rain for a long time and do not know the cold. Three Friends of Suihan (painting poem) Tao Xingzhi: The pine trees on Wansong Ridge stirred up the sky wind and shook the first peak of Kunlun.

Thousands of troops and thousands of horses are roaring; the sea is coming 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.

Preface to "Xiao Xiang Bamboo Poems" by Xiong Wenyu April 1991 Chinese bamboo culture lasted for five thousand years. For food, clothing, housing and transportation, bamboo is everywhere connected.

There are poems, calligraphy and painting scrolls, including bamboo chapters. How many elegant people express their love in the quiet world.

The Six Gentlemen of Zhuxi and the Seven Great Sages of Bamboo Forest. Dongpo has three unique features, and Banqiao is even more advanced.

Upright and upright, open-minded and impartial.

The lush and whirling leaves will not wither through the winter.

Facing the wind makes you more free and unrestrained, and bright joints make you tougher. The group has inherited the bamboo style and has been studying bamboo for decades.

He collected poems and paintings in his spare time and compiled more than ten thousand words. Promote bamboo culture and people from all over the world look up to it.

I also love bamboo, and we are destined to meet each other. Let’s talk about counting words and use electric bamboo poems.

Ode to Bamboo by Wen Tong of the Song Dynasty (I wrote this poem because I suddenly remembered the bamboo cultivation in my hometown). The bamboo cultivation in my hometown went around 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.

Excerpted from "132 Chinese Traditional Painters" The Spring River Dawn Scenery Song Dynasty Hui Chong has three or two branches of peach blossoms outside the bamboo, and the spring river water is warm and the duck is a prophet. The ground is full of wilting grass and the reed buds are short, which is when the puffer fish is about to come.

In the Song Dynasty, Wang Yuanzhi searched for the spring border alone. The rhinoceros and brocade are bursting into chaos.

Tian Wen died and his friends dispersed. Throw three tortoiseshell hairpins.

Excerpted from "Selected Poems of Ode to Things" Xie Liu Zhongxing Hui Bamboo Bamboo Shoots Zhu Zi of the Song Dynasty sent new bamboo shoots in the cold forest, and was delighted to see the white bamboo shoots when he opened the dowry. I know that you have made me sour and cold, but I am not like a feudal lord who eats meat.

Excerpted from "Selected Poems of Ode to Objects" by Li Jianxun in the Bamboo Festival. The windy branches blow high on the Qiong Festival, and the wind blows so hard that I forget to return home. 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 Ode to Objects" in Tingzhu Tang Dynasty, Li Zhongqi came from the mountain monastery and moved to Bianzhuzai. The good wind blows all day long, and the quiet birds come sometimes.

The sifting moon leads to poetry, and the smoke in the cage accompanies the wine glass. I woke up from my sleep at the south window and heard the rustle of wind and rain.

Bamboo Tang · Zheng Valley is suitable for smoke, rain and wind, which blows the water and hides the time and the pines. Xiao Sao was moved from the distant temple and came to see the front peak.

The moss that invades the steps breaks off the spring buds, and the sedge around the path is slightly summery and the sun is strong. The rogue apricot blossom has many emotions, and a few branches are clad in green, so they are compatible.

Bamboo Tang·Weishi Bamboo, near the pond, looks like jade. The dew is quiet and the smoke is green.

It is better to change than to seize the opportunity, and to restrain oneself sincerely. Weiqu has a lot of varieties, but the Wang family doesn't see enough of it.

The fairy staff is frightening and transforming into a dragon, and beauty and truth should mature with the phoenix. Only worry is blowing the parting sound, looking back and dancing at the speed of the formation.

Excerpted from "Ancient and Modern Chinese and Foreign Issues 21-30 Combined Edition" Looking for Mianzhu from Wei Xuchu Tang Dynasty Du Fu Huaxuan arrived in that year, and Mianzhu Tingting 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.

Send a question to Jiangwai Thatched Cottage Tang Dynasty Du Fu I have a wild nature, and my elegance wants to escape nature. He is addicted to wine and loves wind bamboo, and he will live in the forest and spring for divination.

Two unique things in Hengyang Road during the Song Dynasty: Fan Cheng's big black boil broke through the fence, and the colorful pig burst out of the house and bloomed. There are still swallows flying in the bamboo and tile houses on the empty mountain.

A few miles away from the Hejiang River, I sent it to Yang Shangqing and the Dukes of the Song Dynasty. Fan Cheng was satisfied when he was about to say goodbye, but he was speechless and shed tears. The bamboo forest at the stern of the boat covers the county and city, and the old people are still standing on their own in Shatou.

Bid farewell to Wu Gorge and give to brother Nanqing 40 acres of orchard in Xiangxi. Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty had good mosses and bamboos, but Pingpeng had no settlement. The eldest son traveled far away, and his hometown was in Linlu.

When the Tang Dynasty was completed, Du Fu's back was covered with white grass trees and green rivers. The leaves of the alder forest block the sun and the wind, and the bamboos and smoke dripping from the bamboo shoots.

Bamboo Tang·Du Fu The green bamboos are half in the casing, and the new shoots are just emerging from the wall. The color invades the book late at night, and it is hidden in the wine.

The rain washes the flowers clean, and the wind blows the fragrance. But if there is no cutting, the clouds will grow.

Poem of Eating Bamboo Shoots in the Tang Dynasty by Bai Juyi This is a bamboo village, and the valley is full of bamboo shoots in spring; the mountain man collects them and brings them to the morning market. Zhuliqing and Pu Songling are particularly fond of this gentleman. He scratches his fingers in the sky. When Zi You arrives, he is especially happy to have a virtuous master.

Excerpted from "Liao Zhai Poetry Collection" Ode to the Bamboo Qing·Wu Changshuo's guests often taste eight delicacies, which are as fragrant as the wild bamboo shoots in the mountains. After sending Yuandang, I will feel melancholy alone. When will I go back to see the new bamboo?

Zhu Shiqing·Zheng Banqiao insists on not letting go of the green mountains, and the roots are still in the broken rocks; after thousands of blows, they are still strong, regardless of the east, west, north, and south winds. The long bamboos of Tang Dynasty, Chen Tao, Qinglan broom and Ya Junzu, the green and high branches recall Cai Yong.

If you listen to the stormy night in Nanyuan for a long time, you will be afraid that the scales will turn into dragons. Bamboo, Shiqing, Zheng Banqiao, light smoke and ancient ink are vertical and horizontal, writing half of this gentleman, there is no need to report peace, the high morale and clear breeze have been seen.

I told you to return home and draw a bamboo painting to bid farewell to Weixian gentleman Minqing Zheng Banqiao. He threw away the black gauze and refused to become an official. Chen Lianggui, a poet in the Ming Dynasty who chants bamboo, asks diligently about bamboo chopsticks. You taste the sweetness and bitterness first; others taste good, and you have no time to come and go.

Excerpted from "Health News" on July 1, 1989, by Huang Tingjian in the Song Dynasty. Bamboo shoots only give birth to yellow calf horns, and fern buds begin to grow Xiaoerquan. Try to find wild vegetables and cook fragrant rice, it’s February in the south of the Yangtze River.

Ode to Bamboo in the Song Dynasty·Wen Tong (I wrote this poem because I suddenly remembered the bamboo cultivation in my hometown). The bamboo cultivation in my hometown went around the East River and occupied the area.

7. Ancient poems about bamboo

Bamboo

The elegant room in the light pavilion is filled with fragrance, and the green color seeps through the paper.

Why should the solitary branches be afraid of the coming wind and rain? The soul of bamboo will accompany them in the morning and evening.

Stand firmly on the green mountains and never relax, keep your footing in the broken rocks.

Stand firm despite countless hardships, regardless of the winds from east to west, north and south. ——Zheng Banqiao

Countless spring bamboo shoots grow in the forest, and the firewood gate blocks passers-by.

At the meeting, you must go to see the bamboo, and you will never be angry when the guests arrive.

——"Wing Chun Bamboo Shoots" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty

It is better to eat without meat than live without bamboo.

No meat makes you thin, and no bamboo makes you vulgar.

People who are thin can still gain weight, but scholars and common people cannot cure it.

——Su Shi, Song Dynasty, "Yu Qian Monk Luyun Pavilion"

Hong Sheng of the Qing Dynasty: A branch of mottled bamboo sheds a thousand tears, and the misty rain in the Xiangjiang River does not know the spring

Tang Dynasty ·Gao Pian: When the six flying flowers come into the house, sit and watch the green bamboos blooming among the branches.

Wei Yuan of the Qing Dynasty: The frost-covered bamboo arrows are proud of the snowy plum blossoms, competing with the heaven and earth for the return of spring.

The reeds on the wall are top-heavy and light-footed; the bamboo shoots in the mountains have sharp mouths, thick skin and hollow bellies.

Water’s ability to calm down is my friend, and bamboo’s ability to relieve the guilty conscience is my teacher.

Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty: The new pine tree is not as tall as a thousand feet, and the evil bamboo tree must be cut down by ten thousand poles.

The broken jade will not turn white, and the burning of bamboo will not destroy its integrity.

There are knots before they are unearthed, and they are always open-minded when they reach the top of the mountain.

Li He of the Tang Dynasty: The bamboo shoots fall on the long pole and the jade is cut open. You see that the mother bamboo shoots are dragon material. It is easier to pump a thousand feet in one night, but not to mention a few inches of mud in the pond.

Zheng Banqiao. "Painting Bamboo in Weixian County Office to Present Nianbo Dazhong Chengkuo": Lying in the Yazhai and listening to the rustling bamboo, it is suspected that it is the sound of suffering among the people. These little officials in Caozhou County are always caring about each branch and leaf.

The green bamboos and thousands of poles in the brocade garden are secluded, and the legend is remembered every time I get drunk.

The tears of the concubine Xiang are swaying in the wind, and the moon is full of sorrow for Pingting and Daiyu.

Gao Jie was called the couple of pine and cypress trees, and was named the couple of chrysanthemums and plum trees in the Qing Dynasty.

Pictures of paintings are common, and the calligraphy and ink are soulful and elegant