How to write Wenzhu's 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.

A kind of bamboo

(Xie)

Section after section, thousands of branches and leaves.

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

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 in Hsinchu

(Song Lu Tour)

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.

I want to come here often when I have time, but I still teach you everywhere.