Bamboo poems

1. Poem about bamboo 1, "Two small scenes along the Hui Chong River"

Song Dynasty: Su Shi

Two or three peach blossoms outside the bamboo forest and ducks in the water first noticed the warm spring.

The beach is covered with wormwood, asparagus is beginning to sprout, and puffer fish are preparing to swim upstream from the sea back to the river.

Two or three peach blossoms are blooming outside the bamboo forest, and ducks are swimming in the water. They first noticed the warming of the river in early spring. The beach has been covered with Artemisia selengensis, asparagus has begun to sprout, and puffer fish is about to swim back into the river from the sea.

2. 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.

Sitting alone in a quiet bamboo forest, sometimes playing the piano and sometimes whistling. Who knows I'm here in the jungle? Only a bright moon accompanied me quietly.

3. Wind

Tang Dynasty: Li Qiao

It can blow off the golden leaves in autumn and bloom beautiful flowers in spring.

Scraping the river surface can set off several huge waves in thousands of feet, and blowing bamboo can make tens of thousands of poles tilt.

It can blow off golden leaves in autumn and produce beautiful flowers in spring. Blowing across the river can set off huge waves in thousands of feet, and blowing into bamboo forests can make ten thousand poles tilt.

4. 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.

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.

5. Buddhist retreat after the broken mountain temple

Tang Dynasty: Changjian

On a pure morning, near the ancient temple, the early sunshine points to the treetops.

A winding path leads to a hidden place, and the Buddhist temple is surrounded by branches and flowers.

Here, birds live in the mountain light, and people's hearts feel quiet in the pond.

All is silent here, but the bell is ringing.

Walking into this ancient temple early in the morning, the rising sun reflected the Woods on the mountain. The path hidden by bamboo forest leads to the depths, and the flowers and trees before and after the meditation room are lush and colorful. Bright mountain scenery makes birds happier, and the clear pool water makes people feel relaxed and happy. At this moment, everything was silent, except the sound of ringing the bell.

2. A beautiful bamboo poem: Zhu Wangwei

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.

Pei Di Zhuliguan

I have been to Zhuliguan and have a blind date with Taoism. There are only birds in and out of the mountain, but no one on earth.

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.

Hotels in Yan Zheng sing bamboo and Du Fu.

The green bamboo is half hidden, and the new buds are out of the wall. The color invades the book late, and the shadow is cooler than the bottle.

The rain washed Juanjuan clean, and the wind blew a fragrance. But without cutting, I will meet the clouds.

Liu Zongyuan, Kuzhu Qiaoyuan.

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.

Zhu Deyu

Wild bamboo has its own path, more than three miles around the stream. Scattered bombs are covered with layers of mounds, reflecting the clear canal sadly.

Looking at Lin Jing at sunset, Zhigu is popular. With few family and friends, who wants to cook fish?

Yuan Zhen Xin Zhu

Cool colors are in full bloom. Ran Ran floating coagulate powder, rustling gradually attracted the wind.

It's sunny and rainy, but it's sparse. Only Tuan Tuan Festival, faithful size.

Bai Juyi, a newly planted bamboo.

Zuo Yi doesn't feel well, and autumn grass grows behind closed doors. How to entertain the wild and plant more than 100 bamboos.

Seeing this exciting color reminds me of my feelings in the mountains. Sometimes in my spare time, I will walk around the fence all day.

Don't say that the roots are not strong, and don't say that the yin is not successful. I already feel that there is more than one clear sign in the yard.

I love leaning against the window and the sound of autumn wind branches.

Reward people for playing bamboo and snow peaches after the rain.

When it rains in the south, it looks like snow and frost. All kinds of people are also in the fog, modest and self-sustaining

Drunk with Jinxian, sad with flying early. You can enjoy it when you are old, and you will be amazing when you are young.

3. Ancient poetry is about bamboo poetry, insisting that the green hills are not relaxed, and the roots are broken.

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 Stone" 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. -"Bamboo Stone" Xie

Bamboo shadow poetry is thin, and plum blossoms are fragrant in dreams.

The poor moon won't go down to the west wing tonight. -"Jueju" Wang Yuan listens to you

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. -"East Lake Hsinchu" Song Luyou

4. Hengyang Road is the second best poem about bamboo.

Fan Song Chengda

Empty mangosteen roof and swallows.

Send a few miles to the river and give them to Yang Shangqing.

Fan Song Chengda

The bamboo forest at the stern covers counties and cities, so the old man still stands on his own feet.

He bid farewell to Wuxia and gave 40 acres of orchard to Nan Qing's brother Xiang.

Don du fu

Good moss and bamboo, flat canopy is uncertain.

Tang Cheng

Don du fu

Castanopsis kawakamii forest prevents the wind from blowing leaves, cage bamboo and cigarettes from dripping.

A kind of bamboo

Don du fu

The green bamboo is half hidden, and the new buds are out of the wall.

Poems about eating bamboo shoots

Tang Bai Juyi

Here is the hometown of bamboo, with bamboo shoots all over the valley;

Julie

Qingpu Songling

I especially love this gentleman, scratching my edge and brushing my days.

When my son arrived, he was very happy with his master.

Zhu Yong

Wu Qin Chang Shuo

There are always eight treasures among the guests, which are as fragrant as wild bamboo shoots in the mountains.

Send me a message, and I will feel lonely. When shall I go back to see my new wife?

Takeishi

Zheng Qing Banqiao

Insisting on the castle peak is not relaxed, and it is fundamentally in the broken rock;

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.

Changzhu

Don

Jerry's ancestors were swept by the blue haze, and Cai Yong was recalled by the green branches.

After listening to the stormy night in Nanyuan for a long time, I am afraid that the scales will become dragons.

Takeishi

Zheng Qing Banqiao

Light smoke Gu Mo, write half of this gentleman,

There is no need to report peace, you have seen strong winds.

Tell me to go back to Li, draw bamboo and bid farewell to the gentlemen and people of wei county.

Zheng Qing Banqiao

Write a thin bamboo and make it into a fishing rod on the autumn river.

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Ask the bamboo stick frequently and taste it first;

5. Complete Works of Writing Bamboo Poems and Ancient Poems (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.

Bamboo (Dongpo, Su Song)

Eating without meat is better than living without bamboo;

No meat makes people thin, no bamboo makes people vulgar.

Zhu Yong (Fu Bangru)

Breaking ground, Lingyun is getting higher and higher, and the cold drive is leading all the way.

Don't shed tears of passion, wish to melt ice and snow for Chunshan.

Singing bamboo (seven laws)

Small bridges and flowing water around the hut make it comfortable to live and settle down. The wind destroys the body, the roots are still upright, the snow presses the waist and the branches are stronger.

Being famous, he always keeps the festival, and his mind is empty and dark. Not afraid of frost and heat, it is beautiful in spring, summer, autumn and winter.

A kind of bamboo

Tang jianxun

Joan's day was full of wind, and she forgot to go back for sex.

The most pitiful rustle in the sunset is covered with flowers and shadows.

jasmine

Tang Lizhong

Occasionally, I moved from a monastery on the mountain to build bricks.

The fine wind rises all day long, and birds sometimes come.

Screen the moon to draw poems, cage cigarettes with wine glasses.

The south window sleeps lightly, and the wind and rain sprinkle lightly.

A kind of bamboo

Tangzhenggu

Suitable for smoke, rain and wind, but loose when hidden in water.

Xiao Sao moved from Yuansi, and Xi came to see the striker.

The moss invades the spring buds, and the winding path is slightly sunny in midsummer.

Rogue apricot flowers are full of creativity, and several branches blend together.

Don du fu

The green bamboo is half hidden, and the new buds are out of the wall.

Sex invades books late, but it is better than wine.

The rain washed Juanjuan clean, and the wind blew a fragrance.

But without cutting, I will meet the clouds.

Takeishi

Zheng Qing Banqiao

Insisting on the castle peak is not relaxed, and it is fundamentally in the broken rock;

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.

Hedgehog bamboo

(Qing) Zheng Banqiao

A piece of green shade is like washing, why bother to protect bamboo?

It is better to use bamboo as a fence than to ask for help.

A kind of bamboo

(Qing) Zheng Banqiao

The whole world loves to grow flowers, but the old people only grow bamboo.

Frost and snow move to court, and new green is sprinkled.

After a quiet snowy night, the shadow lost its green color.

Don't be blown away by the wind.

6. Seek ancient poems that describe bamboo forests and streams and have a quiet mood. Thank you ~ the more the better. Ask Chikurinji first.

Tang Dynasty: Zhu Fang

Time flies on the earth, but the hazy beauty lingers near Jiulin Temple, and has not dispersed because of the passage of time.

Because of my love for Arashi, I have feelings for Kojiro, but even if I have deep feelings, I don't know if I can enjoy this beautiful scenery again in the future.

Translation:

Time flies in the world, but the misty beauty mostly stays near Qiankulin Temple, and has not dissipated because of the passage of time. Because I love this haze, I have feelings with Qiankulingji, but I don't know if I can enjoy this beautiful scenery again even if I have deep feelings in my heart.

Second, 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.

Translation:

Bamboo clings to 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.

Third, 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.

Translation:

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

Fourth, Huanxisha Right Banner Water Qingquan Temple

Song Dynasty: Su Shi

The buds just growing at the foot of the mountain are soaked in the stream, and the sand road between the pine trees is washed away by the rain. In the evening, the rain began to trickle down, and cuckoo calls came from the pine forest.

Who says life can't go back to adolescence? The water in front of the door can also flow west! Don't bemoan the passage of old age!

Translation:

Qingquan Temple, a tourist attraction, has a temple next to Lanxi, and the stream flows westward. The newly sprouted buds at the foot of the mountain were soaked in the stream, and the sand road between the pine forests was washed spotless by the rain. In the evening, it was drizzling, and the cuckoo's cry came from the pine forest.

Who says life can't go back to adolescence? The stream in front of the door can still flow westward! Don't sigh how time flies when you are old!

Five, like a dream, always remember the sunset in Xiting.

Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao

I often remember the pavilion, by the stream of the pavilion, until the sunset, intoxicated by the beautiful scenery, lingering.

Always had a good time, but lost to the swimming pool deep in Zhu Feng.

How to row a boat out, accidentally, but scared a group of Oulu.

Translation:

I should always think of an outing, and when I play until dusk, I will be addicted to it and don't want to go home.

I lost my interest and came back by boat, but I lost my way into the depths of the lotus pond.

How can I row the boat out? I accidentally started a flock of seagulls.

7. Poems describing bamboo and reciting ancient poems of bamboo ("Qi Harmony")

A clump of bamboo in front of the window is green and unique.

The southern branches cross the northern leaves, and the new bamboo is mixed with the old branches.

The moonlight is dense and windy.

It doesn't matter if you fly, but you can watch it alone.

But I hate following the trend, and my roots grow apart.

Zhu (Liang. Liu Xiaoxian)

Bamboo is born in the wild, and clouds are everywhere.

No one appreciates noble morality, but he is self-loyal.

ChristianRandPhillips's tears are shameful, and Qin Gong is shameful.

Everyone who makes flutes should spit dragons.

Endowed with tender bamboo in front of the stage (Chen. Zhang)

Cui Yun clouds cluster himself, light flowers and tender bamboo shoots want to fly in the air.

Build by laying bricks or stones bent branches repeatedly solve, steps to disperse the wind in Ye Qiang.

Want to know where to hold the dragon, it should be in the middle of the mountain road.

Zhu Yong (Tang Liqiao)

Shan Juan is full of enthusiasm in the Chu River with high terrain.

White flowers shake the wind shadow, and green knots move the dragon text.

Leaves sweep the southeast sky, branches carry the northwest clouds.

Who knows Xiang Shui, crying alone and thinking of you.

More than 100 poems by Zhai Jun on planting bamboo are left (Tang Linghu Chu)

Zhai Juzhi's bamboo north window, the plain wall is newly reflected.

The green one is close to the drug delivery place, and the shade is deep in front of the sleeping curtain.

The wind startled the leaves like rain, and the moon passed the branches like smoke.

Lao Tzu recalled that his heart was hanging, and he retired from public office to meditate.

In autumn, Baisha Pavilion faces bamboo (Don Xu Hun)

Mix lingxue frost is thick green but different from Hunan.

The thin shadow of the moon moved to the wall, cold and windy.

The roller blinds fall earlier and the high pillows are longer at night.

Suddenly, I remembered Xiqin Road. It's very cold in Wan 'an today.

The first time you eat bamboo shoots, you are in the middle (Tang. Li Shangyin)

When the tender and fragrant buds first came out of the forest, the price of Yuling was as heavy as gold.

The emperor's capital, land and sea, should be countless. He forbeared to cut an inch of gold from Lingyun.

Zhu Yong (Tang Zhenggu)

Suitable for smoke, rain and wind. After hiding water in the village, it becomes loose.

Move Xiao Sao away from the temple and see Qianfeng.

The invading moss decomposes and the spring buds bloom, and the winding path is slightly covered by summer.

Strange apricot blossoms are affectionate, and several branches are in harmony.

Zhufeng (Tang)

Bamboo reflects the wind window several times, which makes people worry about it.

I had a dream of rivers and lakes at night, all of which were dry as flowers.

Chunshan Zhongzhu (Tang Peishuo)

The number of rods is green dragon-shaped, so students need to be taught steep pull here.

Infinite wildflowers can't bloom, and the cool colors in the Mid-Levels compete with spring.

Zhu Yong (Don Zhang Bi)

The trees are full of clouds of tobacco leaves, and Wang Sun never tires of seeing them, pushing and shoving in the court.

No one has ever seen Shuang Ling. He treats feng lai humbly all day.

Who can add romance, who can sing and who can feel sorry for themselves?

There are many idle places everywhere, just to move the clouds and caress the green moss.

Shuangjun Pavilion (Su Songshi)

Xie can't help herself, and ChanJuan has been in a cold attitude for many years.

To see the significance of first frost, we must wait until the autumn wind falls.

Fu Du is in the garden (Zhe)

Bamboo is not born in cold areas, although it often gets sick.

Roots are deeply rooted and secluded, and leaves are fierce.

ChanJuan snow posture, scattered wind and shadow.

Prosperity sees loneliness, and one enemy is a thousand hectares.

Reminiscent of the river, the cliff is a forest.

If there is no wind, it will drift, and the policy sounds barren.

Hsinchu (Song Yang Wanli)

The east wind makes up the mountain, and the jade pole is blown overnight.

Half-naked and half-naked, Qilong is afraid of the cold spring.

Yongdong Lake Hsinchu (Song Dynasty. Lu you)

Insert thorns, weave fences to protect them and cultivate a cold blue reflection.

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.

(yuan. Zhenwu)

Wild bamboo Wild bamboo is absolutely lovely, and its branches and leaves are sparse and true.

Throughout his life, he stayed away from Jing Zhen, walked on the cliff and wore stones.

Hold mountains and rivers with an open mind, and chat with Bai Yue in the breeze.

What will happen to thousands of feet? Weichuan Bridge is windy and smoky.

Song of bamboo shoots in Hsinchu (Dai)

The forest is full of yellow birds, and Hsinchu under the forest is in harmony with people.

In the spring breeze, the rabbit stays behind the door, and the dew scares the bamboo chicken in the daytime.

Three days after the rain, spring has passed, and several others are near the stone bed.

Race to the top of the world, regardless of the moss on the steps.

Zhu Shi (Qing. 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.

Zhu Qing. Zheng Xie)

Section after section, thousands of branches and leaves.

I don't blossom, so I don't tease bees and butterflies.

A kind of bamboo

Don Lihe

Into the hydrological light movement, take time to shadow the spring.

Dew, Watson, bamboo shoots, moss, frost roots.

Weaving can bring fragrance and sweat, and planting can catch cotton scales.

8. About ancient bamboo poems 1, "Bamboo House"

[Tang] 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.

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Sitting alone in a quiet bamboo forest, sometimes playing the piano and sometimes whistling.

Who knows I'm here in the jungle? Only a bright moon accompanied me quietly.

2. Miscellaneous poems in the mountains

Wu Jun [Northern and Southern Dynasties]

The mountain and the sky are connected into clouds, and the afterglow of the sunset can be seen from the cracks in the bamboo forest.

Birds fly happily to the eaves and white clouds float out of the window.

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Where the mountains meet the sky, the clouds are lingering, and the sunset can be seen from the cracks in the bamboo forest.

Birds fly happily to the eaves, and white clouds float out of the window gently.

3. "Young Bai Weiling, the wind is in the yard, and the courtyard is green."

[Five Dynasties] Li Yu

The wind returns to the yard, and the spring scenery continues. With the silence of the diaphragm for a long time, the sound of bamboo is still like a new moon.

The ice on the surface of the pool is melting before the song is over. The candle is bright and fragrant, the painting hall is deep, and the temples are covered with green frost and snow.

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The spring breeze is back, the weeds in the yard turn green, and the willows grow tender leaves, which continue to come to the world every spring. Alone on the railing for a long time, I didn't speak, and the flute and the rising moon were similar to those in previous years.

The music is not over, the banquet is not over, it continues, and the ice surface of the pool begins to open. Late at night, the magnificent and exquisite imperial room became deep. I am old and troubled.

4. Say goodbye to Shen Han at Yunyang Inn.

[Tang] Si Kongshu

How many years have passed since my old friend was in Jianghai?

Suddenly meet, but doubt is a dream, lament and ask each other's age.

Our single lamp shines through cold and wet, wet bamboo and dark floating smoke.

But forget the sadness of tomorrow, and leave a cup to cherish.

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How many years have passed since I left my old friends in Jianghai, separated by mountains and rivers.

Suddenly meet, doubt is a dream, ask each other's age with sadness and sigh.

Cold rain outside the lonely lamp and dark window, clouds floating deep in the bamboo forest.

In the Ming Dynasty, there was a feeling of parting from sadness and not hating, so it's rare to get together and have a glass of wine tonight.

5. "Send Master Che Ling"

[Tang] Liu Changqing

Blue chikurinji, near the distant bell in the middle of the night.

The sunset with a hat gradually returned to Qingshan.

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In the green Chikurinji, profound bells ring in the evening.

With my hat on my back, I went back to Qingshan alone and drifted away.

Bamboo is also called bamboo. There are many kinds, such as arrow bamboo. Perennial Gramineae Bambusoideae, with woody stems, is a branch of Gramineae. Its scientific name is Bambusoideae, which is most concentrated in tropical and subtropical areas, East Asia, Southeast Asia, Indian Ocean and Pacific Islands. There are many kinds, some as low as grass and some as high as trees, and they grow rapidly.

Usually it grows by creeping roots underground, and it can also be propagated by flowering and seed setting. Seeds are called bamboo rice. Some kinds of bamboo shoots are edible. Bamboo sticks are tall and straight, slender, evergreen all the year round and proud of first frost, which is deeply loved by the people of China. He is also called four gentlemen with Mei, Lan and Ju, and three friends with Mei and Song. There are many literati in ancient and modern times who love and chant bamboo.