Poems describing the bamboo sea in western Sichuan

The poem Su 1 about Zhuhai. What are the poems describing Zhuhai in southern Sichuan?

Bashu bamboo slips

Yongchuan, western Chongqing, tea Zhu Zhucui; Yibin, southern Sichuan, has green waters and green mountains. Four people smell eight people, and tourists are like clouds. For five thousand years, Bashu Bamboo Sea; There are countless people, China poets. Xi 'an, an ancient capital in the north, Shi Mei in Kunming in the south, Youcheng in Chengdu in the west and Jiangzhou in Chongqing in the east. Scenery earns a land of abundance and materializes Tianbao; Excellent talents are called the wonder of ancient and modern times, and outstanding talents are outstanding. From Bashu in ancient times to Sichuan and Chongqing today, they are all in a basin, surrounded by mountains and rivers, and the Qinling Mountains intersect. Beautiful rivers, strange flowers and different stones, bamboo is a gentleman. Looking at the mountains and seas, ambush on all sides; In the bamboo sea in southern Sichuan, the sound of Shu is everywhere. Rope saw wood, water falling stone, sand tower. Sow diligently and cultivate painstakingly. Gong Yu can move mountains, but Jingwei can fill the sea. Bashu is quaint and charming, and the bamboo sea is well known. Elegant Zhao Zhao, full of fighting capacity in the car; A wise man is affectionate, tired and full of articles.

Tea mountain and bamboo sea, fragrant tea and bamboo, fresh air, natural leisure, golden basin clear lake, bamboo villa; Bamboo Sea in the south of Sichuan, sweet stream in Ganquan, vast smoke waves, waterfalls and high waterfalls, winding paths and secluded places, ancient temples and Brahma-all are delicious!

The Milky Way splashed clear water, Yaochi dripped flat, Huai Bamboo accumulated jade, and Fei Huo flowed gold. You can't see bamboo in a dangerous building, and thousands of feet can't see bamboo in the mountains. At the top, bamboo tips can break the sky, and at the bottom, bamboo roots can move Diming. There is a cloud in ancient times, and the granary in the world is in Bashu, and the food is inexhaustible; Today, there are words, and the Chinese bamboo sea has Sichuan and Chongqing, and bamboo is king. Love! Bashu love between mountains and rivers! Beautiful! The bamboo on the grass is beautiful! Xiong Hu! The land of abundance is within China!

The spring breeze is warm, the summer rain is wet, the autumn sun is shining and the winter snow is crystal clear. Mei Lan and Zhu Ju, known as the four gentlemen, are proud of snow, elegant and lofty in the orchid, blooming in the chrysanthemum and tall and straight in the bamboo!

Bashu hangyin

It is difficult for Shu Dao to do the work of a monk.

Shu Xiang opens Xinjiang, and Shu women lean on it.

The rise and fall of chaos is not much,

Since there are heroes singing strong winds.

2. Nanshan Zhuhai writes bamboo poems

New bamboo is taller than old bamboo, and their growth is supported by old branches. -Zheng Xie's Hsinchu

I leaned alone in the dense bamboo, playing the piano and humming a song. -Wang Wei's bamboo house

Bamboo branches, bamboo branches, tears of acacia sustenance. -Liu Yuxi's "Xiaoxiang God Spotted Bamboo Branches"

What night is there no moonlight? Where is there no bamboo and cypress? It's just the lack of free people like us. -Su Shi's Night Tour in Chengtian Temple/Chengtian Night Tour

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. -wujun's Miscellaneous Poems in the Mountains

Gai Chaifei, thank him for accompanying me to my cold study. -Shen Zijin's Jade Furong Rain Window Xiao Yong

With the silence of the diaphragm for a long time, the sound of bamboo is still like a new moon. -Li Yu's Yu Meiren, the wind returns to the yard, and the courtyard is lush.

Our single lamp shines through cold and wet, wet bamboo and dark floating smoke. -Si Kongshu's "Yunyang Inn Don't Shen Han"

3. Poems describing bamboo forests

Basket stone

Zheng Xie

Bamboo is not relaxed at all, its roots are firmly embedded in the cracks in the rocks. The wind is strong in the east, west, north and south.

There are many poems with bamboo characters. Here are some famous ones:

I thought of Xin in the summer in Nange.

meng haoran

The shadow of the mountain rises suddenly, and the moon in the pond rises slowly from the east. I let go of my hair to enjoy the coolness at night, opened the window and lay down peacefully. The evening breeze sent waves of lotus fragrance, and the dew on the bamboo leaves made a crisp sound. I thought I would want to make a song, make a song, I just hate my friends in front of me. Feeling for a night, I miss my old friends all night, and it is hard to miss them in my dreams.

An autumn night in the mountains

Wang Wei

The empty mountains are bathed in a new rain, and feel the early autumn at night. The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks. The bamboo forest is sonorous, the washerwoman returns, and the lotus leaves are swaying to get on the canoe. Spring spring might as well give it a rest, and the autumn sun can stay on the hills for a long time.

House of Bamboo

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.

Stay in Luoshiting to remember Cui Yonghe and Cui Yan.

Li shangyin

Bamboo dock is clean and clear, and acacia is separated from the city. Autumn frost flies late, leaving dry lotus to listen to the rain.

Hui Chong Chunjiang Night Scene

Su Shi

Two or three peach blossoms outside the bamboo forest and ducks in the water first noticed the warm spring. Artemisia arenaria is full of short reed buds, which is the time when puffer fish want to fuck.

4. Poems describing bamboo forests

In the Tang Dynasty, Du Fu's bamboo was half full of reeds, and the new buds just came out of the wall. The color invades the book late, and the wine is cold. The rain washed Juanjuan clean, and the wind blew a fragrance. But there is no cutting, so I will meet with Team Leader Yun. Bamboo (Qing) loves to plant flowers all over the world, but the old lady only plants bamboo, and it is full of frost and snow, but it is refreshed.

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.

Bamboo (beam. 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.

Put the tender bamboo on the steps (Zhang Chen Jian Zheng). Cui Yun is full of clouds, and tender bamboo shoots are about to fly. 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) is a great poet, and Zen books are full of bookish spirit.

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. There are more than 100 poems about planting bamboo on the left side of Zhai Jun (at the beginning of Tang Linghu), which live in the north window of planting bamboo and are newly reflected on the plain wall.

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, Baishaguan Frosted Bamboo (Tang Xu Hun) is rich in cuisines, which is 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. Bamboo shoots were in the middle when they were just eaten (Tang Shang Yin), and tender bamboo shoots came out of the forest first. Yuling's price is as heavy as gold

The emperor's capital, land and sea, should be countless. He forbeared to cut an inch of gold from Lingyun. Singing bamboo (Gu) is suitable for hiding in smoke, rain, wind and brushing water.

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. Bamboo wind (Tang dynasty) bamboo reflects the wind window several times, which makes people sit and think endlessly.

I had a dream of rivers and lakes at night, all of which were dry as flowers. The middle pillar of Chunshan (Tang Peishuo) has several green poles shaped like dragons. We should teach this place how to stand on the wall.

Infinite wildflowers can't bloom, and the cool colors in the Mid-Levels compete with spring. Zhu Yong (Tang Zhangbi) is full of trees and leaves, and Wang Sun never gets tired of being crowded in 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. Shuangyun Pavilion (decoration) can't help it. Chanjuan is old and cold.

To see the significance of first frost, we must wait until the autumn wind falls. All bamboos in Fuyuan (Su Song and Zhejiang) are not born in cold areas, although they are often ill.

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. In Hsinchu (Song Yang Wanli), the east wind ingeniously supplemented the residual mountain and added jade poles overnight.

Half-naked and half-naked, Qilong is afraid of the cold spring. Dong Yonghu Hsinchu (Song) inserted thorns and woven fences to protect them and cultivated 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. Wild bamboo (yuan. Zhenwu) Wild bamboo is absolutely lovely, with sparse branches and leaves.

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. The song of new bamboo shoots (Dai) is full of yellow birds, and the new bamboo shoots under the forest are 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. (Xie Shi) Insist 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 (Qing. Zheng Xie) one after another, thousands of branches and leaves accumulate.

I don't blossom, so I don't tease bees and butterflies. Friend Liang Tiejun's "The Chivalrous Figure of Bamboo" (Qing Dynasty) Kang Youwei had a Lingyun Festival, but he was still self-sustaining.

The north wind is often cold, and the autumn wind is inseparable. The leaves are still strong, but the soft branches are not blown.

I am only bored with literature and can, and my portrayal is particularly dripping. Preface to Bamboo Poetry Zhou Fangchun 199 1 lived for three and a half years on New Year's Day and sat quietly reading poems.

Huaxia bamboo culture has a long history of thousands of years. Poetry is like a flood, so you can't read it carefully.

Browse more than ten thousand volumes and compile more than ten thousand words. Ancient and modern bamboo poets often learn bamboo style.

Modesty is nature, nobility is life. If the mast is not bent, the skin of the storm will be cleaner.

Cool is clear yin, while cold is emerald. Bamboo remains in history, and bamboo arrows shoot bears.

Food, clothing, housing and transportation all work for this gentleman. The more outstanding the contribution, the stronger the feeling.

If this wind continues, bamboo forests will be destroyed. I sorted out bamboo poems and dedicated them to readers.

Advise you to cherish bamboo and develop its style.

5. What poems describe "bamboo forest"?

1, from the temple, in the depths of its tender bamboo, ring the bell-Farewell to the Lord by Liu Changqing in the late Tang Dynasty.

2, good spirit, feiyun. Bamboo Forest Surrounds Qingjiang River More —— Walking on Shahe River by Fu.

3. Last night, I saw the bamboo forest, but I was free to hang magpies —— Liu Song Chen Weng's "Huanxisha"

4. Thirty-six plans are the best policy, and seven sages in the bamboo forest can learn from it-Song Luyou's Drunk Songs.

5. A woman's cake is burnt, and she is crying in the bamboo forest-Song Shiru's "Fu Eighteen Poems".

6, to the bamboo forest moss path, when teaching cranes, mountain springs, make your own tea-Yuan "Qinyuanchun Laozi"

7. Thousands of miles of bamboo forests are sealed, and thousands of miles of sweet oranges are slaves-Yu Xin's Sixteen Poems for Love in Northern and Southern Dynasties.

8. In Chai Fei, the seven sages of the bamboo forest are quiet in the daytime, and the sunny days turn to autumn colors-Song Luyou.

9. Dark Maple Sparse Bamboo —— Wushan Rainy Rain in Qixian County, Ethan

10, I envy the bamboo forest, and it is full of joy in the middle of the night-Wu Songming's "Water Tune Song Tou Yan Fen Bing Su"