Poems praising the indomitable spirit of bamboo

1. This poem about bamboo shows tenacity.

This poem about bamboo embodies tenacity 1. Praise the perseverance of bamboo.

1. Bamboo stone

Qing Dynasty: Zheng Xie

Bamboo is not relaxed at all, its roots are firmly embedded in the cracks in the rocks.

After thousands of tortures and blows, it is still strong, whether it is the southeast wind or the northwest wind in winter, it can bear it and will still be tough and straight.

2. Hsinchu

Qing Dynasty: Zheng Xie

New bamboo is taller than old bamboo, and their growth is supported by old branches.

I will come out again the next year and grow taller.

3. Zhulou

Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei

I leaned alone in the dense bamboo, playing the piano and humming a song.

It's too light for anyone to hear, except my partner, Mingyue.

4. "Partridge sky, forest breaks mountain, hidden bamboo wall"

Song Dynasty: Su Shi

Forest breaks mountains, bamboo hides walls. A small pond full of cicadas and weeds. When you turn it over, you can always see the blank bird. Press the pink color and it will smell sweet.

Outside the hut, next to the ancient city. The cane turned to the sunset. Diligence It rained all night last night, which made it cool for a day.

5. "Bufu, a plum in the bamboo"

Song Dynasty: Xiang Ziyin

/kloc-When I was 0/8 years old, I watched Mei Zhui and a song and finally fell in love with the ears of a son and a woman.

A plum in the bamboo, the rain quietly washes Juanjuan. It is suspected that beauty comes at dusk and is graceful before the wind.

Who knows the new hate, the past can't be saved, the dream is lonely around the balcony, and the sleeves are cold.

2. About writing tough and noble poems about bamboo, and translation.

Ancient poetry, a lot of things, can only be understood, not expressed. Translated into modern vernacular, the taste will be much lighter.

Try to translate it as follows:

Title: Wangchuan seclusion

Since I resigned and returned to a poor life, I have stopped going to Beijing to be an official. I often lean against the tree in front of the eaves and look at the mountain village on the wasteland from a distance.

Clear water and green bamboo are hidden in clear water, and Bai Niao spreads her wings and flies to the vast mountains. Hermits are lonely and only want to water the countryside with water trucks.

This poem is written first to resign and return home, and then to write pastoral scenery. Finally, the story of Chen Zhongzi, an aristocratic hermit in the Warring States period, is quoted to compare his seclusion. What is implied is his love for rural life and his boredom with officialdom!

Well, I still feel that the poor translation is very damaging to the artistic conception and my personal ability is limited. Let me have a look first!

3. Seek poems or famous sayings that describe the power of bamboo.

Li Bai, a kind old bamboo slip

There is Cimu Mountain in the north of dangtu county, overlooking the river, with steep seawall and rough waves.

Its mountains produce bamboo, which is round and sparse, and can be regarded as a flute tube with sound and tone.

Wild bamboos accumulate stones, and smoke reflects Dao Jiang. The emerald color is deep, and the virtual vocal cords are cold early.

Long Ge has never heard of it, so you should play it well. Don't learn from the willow tree, always protect yourself.

Liu Zongyuan, Kuzhu Qiaoyuan.

Cherish bamboo poems and introduce them to Confucius and Wu Zhong.

There are a number of bamboo poles in Dongzhai, which are flourishing and have many bamboo shoots attached to them.

The last one to come out, especially strange, has no intention and can't be solved.

I broke my hand to mourn for the veterans. I covered the sun with dry clouds, but it was destroyed under the window. I was lost in the moment of frost and snow posture. I have been walking for a long time, and I can't forget my feelings, because I am a poem. Between the old moss wall and the sunset, no one can break my green hills. That is, the green leaves turn into dust, and there are still low branches exposed.

Don't let the cloud tip invade the snow, because the world is full of waves. There is no shortage of manpower in the old garden, and it is cold on cloudy days in June.

Gao Qiao is connected with a faint path, winding through the sparse bamboo forest. Share hardships and be humble. Overlooking the trickle,

Listen to the rustling songs. Clouds in the pool, birds in the mountains. I'm afraid Tianjin won't be needed. The habitat is much cooler.

And Guo staff shot and killed Liu Changqing in front of Huainan our office.

It was planted by Yuan in the past, but now it is moved to the altar of Han generals. The cage is low and the crown is high.

It's hard to get the land, but it's hard to remove the roots and frost. Flowers become a phoenix, and bamboo shoots grow into fishing rods.

The army is quiet and the small county is spacious. Whispering and dusk, the shadows on the door are cold.

When Xiangpu changed, Yang Shan was disabled in several places. I don't know the porch screen side, facing Yuan An at the end of the year.

This pavilion in Huazang Academy is dedicated to bamboo and Wang Anshi.

There are four summer sleeping mats all the way, and the lingering sound is not long. People are thin when they are born with compassion, and even more rigid when they are old.

I once shared the rain and dew with Artemisia selengensis, and finally sought the frost with pine and cypress. I'm tired of plants that take root and sprout. I want to ask Linglun to learn from Phoenix.

Zhu Xuan Shen Liao

The ancients loved to repair bamboo, and the secluded porch was chic. Strong sense of rhythm, clear and not vulgar voice.

The spring war is trivial, and the autumn wind shakes dry. Who knows Wei Chuanfu, a thousand acres can be crowned.

The word "Shang, Li Junmin"

Handsome can cure customs, and you like it. I would rather bear this than the injustice of the dragon.

The Seven Laws Answer Friends

Mao Zedong 196 1 year

Mount Jiuyi went up to Bai Yunfei, and Di Zi rode the wind.

A thousand tears of Bambusa, and a hundred thousand clothes of Xia Hong.

It snows in Dongting, and Long Island people sing poems.

I want to dream big and the Netherlands is full of sunshine.

Takeishi

Bamboo is not relaxed at all, its roots are firmly embedded in the cracks in the rocks.

After thousands of tortures and blows, it is still strong, whether it is the southeast wind or the northwest wind in winter, it can bear it and will still be tough and straight.

4. Poems about bamboo

1, Zheng Xie bamboo stone in Qing dynasty.

Bamboo is not relaxed at all, its roots are firmly embedded in the cracks in the rocks.

After thousands of tortures and blows, it is still strong, whether it is the southeast wind or the northwest wind in winter, it can bear it and will still be tough and straight.

Bamboo does not relax in grasping the green hills, and its roots are firmly rooted in the cracks in the rocks. After thousands of years of torture and blows, it is still so strong, whether it is the southeast wind in hot summer or the northwest wind in cold winter, it can bear it and will remain tough and straight.

2. East Lake Hsinchu in the Song Dynasty

When they started planting bamboo, they used their spines to form a fence, carefully protecting the growth of Hsinchu, which was shaded by trees and rippled in the water.

The summer breeze blows across the ground, as if autumn is advancing into the sky, and the sun is high in the sky, without feeling the heat at noon.

When the shells of bamboo shoots fall off, they hear rustling sound, bamboo jointing stage, sparse and sparse appearance.

Back in my spare time, I often come here. At that time, I took my pillow and bamboo mat with me and slept well.

When bamboo was first planted, it was woven into a barbed fence, and Hsinchu was carefully protected. Hsinchu grows and is reflected in the water waves. The summer breeze blows across the ground, as if autumn came early and the sun was shining, and I couldn't feel the heat at noon.

When the bamboo shell falls off, I hear the rustling sound. When the bamboo jointing, the beautiful scattered images appear at first. When I retire, I often come here. I still brought a pillow and a bamboo mat when I came, so I could sleep everywhere.

3. Zhu Cong in the Courtyard by Lu Taiyi in the Tang Dynasty.

When you are a fragrant bamboo, you are green and heavy.

If you are sincere, you will see a return, but you are too young to be a pole.

The bamboo stands upright outside the window, and the green indicates the cold spring in the coming year. Because bamboo shoots have not yet grown into bamboo stems, the firmness of bamboo is highly appreciated.

4. In the Tang Dynasty, Liu Zongyuan's Five Bitter Bamboo Bridges of Gong Xunyuan

Gao Qiao is connected with a faint path, winding through the sparse bamboo forest.

Bamboo produces bitter knots from the culm sheath, and the green skin surrounds the diabolo heart.

Bend down to look at the thin stream under the bridge and look up to listen to the rustling of bamboo in the mountains.

The smoke in the west is transpiration, and the birds on the mountain ring at the scene.

Bitter bamboo can't be used as a ferry bamboo to provide shade for our rest.

Gao Qiao is connected with a secluded path, winding through sparse bamboo forests. Bamboo is bitter from bamboo shoots, and green husk surrounds the hollow bamboo heart. Bend down to look at the creek under the bridge and look up to listen to the rustling bamboo rhyme in the mountains. In the smoke transpiration, the sun is setting, and the birds in the mountains are mocking and singing. It is estimated that bitter bamboo can't be inserted at the ferry, but it only provides us with a place to enjoy the cool and rest.

5. Hsinchu in Zheng Xie in Qing Dynasty.

New bamboo is taller than old bamboo, and their growth is supported by old branches.

I will come out again the next year and grow taller.

Hsinchu is taller than the old bamboo, and its growth depends entirely on the old branches. New ones will grow and grow taller next year.