Bamboo calligraphy poetry

Poems on bamboo books 1. Poems about bamboo

Countless bamboo shoots grow all over the forest, and Chai Men secretly protects pedestrians.

Meeting must be made of bamboo, and guests will never be greeted with anger.

-Tang Du Fu's ode to spring bamboo shoots

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

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

-Tang Du Fu's Ode to Bamboo

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

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

People are thin and fat, but most people are incurable.

-Yu Qian and Shang Lu in Su Song's stone.

Good bamboo green, a spoonful of water for a new year.

-Song Lu, you?

The origin of bamboo strength lacks auspicious similarities, but the painter is skilled and difficult to work.

Look carefully at the west wind last night, if you don't go east today.

-"Wind Bamboo" by Xu Ming Wei

Thin leaves and sparse nodes;

Snow is unbreakable, and wind is unbreakable.

-Zheng Qing Banqiao "Inscription of Ink Bamboo Map"

After the rain, the dragon and grandson grow, and before the wind, the phoenix tail shakes;

A guilty conscience is deeply rooted, which means that the sun will shine.

-Qing Dai Xi "Painting Bamboo"

When I was in the deep forest and on the moon, Juanjuan was born with bamboo.

Empty and bright is a difficult task, but cold and blue are common and can be cured.

-Clear. Wang Mulan's Mangosteen Beyond the Moon

2. Ancient poems about bamboo poems

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 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

3. Five-character bamboo poems

Gao Zhu Lin Yu Ji on the water.

Bamboo is in the water, and flowers are in the shade of cliffs. Take his virginity as a gentleman's heart.

Chunyang is not self-flattering, and the dew is long and deep. ChristianRandPhillips once played the pipa, looking forward to enlightenment.

Cold bamboo article fu ruojin

Cold bamboo depends on the stream, and stone grows. Because of the thick ground, yuan zai is produced.

Spring is full of beautiful scenery, brilliant branches and leaves, and the fragrance of the year worries me.

Sadness becomes sharp, and fear of shaking the dust. Lengao is suitable for differences, but it is too late to regret it.

The shadow of the strange garden has not stopped, and the valley sounds sad. Gentlemen fall in love and cherish the sea of clouds.

The nature of bamboo is that it dare not move, and people dare not change.

Zhu Yong

fang zhimin

The snow pressed the bamboo head very low, trying to make itself muddy.

Judging from a red sun, it is still in harmony with the sky.

Zhu Liguan Wang Wei

I leaned alone in the dense bamboo, playing the pipa and humming, and my voice was too low for anyone to hear except my partner Mingyue.

Pei Di Zhuliguan

I've been to Julie's Pavilion and have a blind date with Taoism. I am just a mountain bird, and there is no one in the world.

Li Bai, a kind old bamboo slip

There is Cimu Mountain in the north of dangtu county. The accumulated stones overlook the river, and the shore wall is steep and stormy.

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

Wild bamboo is full of rocks, and smoke reflects Dao Jiang. Emerald is dark in color, and the virtual vocal cords are cool early.

Long Yin has never been heard, but Qu Feng should be played very well. If you don't learn from Liu Pu, you will always protect yourself.

Hotels in Yan Zheng sing bamboo and Du Fu.

Green bamboo is half full of reeds, and new shoots come out of the wall.

The rain washed Juanjuan clean and the wind blew well. But there is no cutting, so I will encounter clouds.

Liu Zongyuan, Kuzhu Qiaoyuan.

The dangerous bridge belongs to a secluded path, which is filled with air and penetrates the sparse forest. Divide the hardships, be modest, and overlook the trickle.

Listen to Mix's songs. It rains in the pool and birds sing 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 were covered by layers, and the bleak reflected the clear canal.

See Lin Jing at sunset, and the valley is empty. There are few old friends at home, who wants to cook fish?

Yuan Zhen Xin Zhu

Cool colors are in full bloom, Ran Ran is floating powder, and rustling gradually attracts the wind.

Sunny and sparse, but it does not form a cluster. Only the reunion festival has the same size of firmness.

Bai Juyi, a newly planted bamboo.

If you are not at ease with the city, you will plant grass in autumn behind closed doors. Why do you want to entertain in the wild and plant more than 100 stems of bamboo?

Seeing this excitement reminds me of my feelings in the mountains. Sometimes I walk around the fence all day after work.

Don't say that the roots are not solid, and don't say that the yin is unsuccessful. I feel that the signs in the yard are very clear.

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

4. Poems about bamboo

1, bamboo stone

Author Zheng Xie, Qing Dynasty.

Translation comparison

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.

Vernacular translation:

Firmly adhere to the castle peak and not relax, originally deeply rooted in the crevices.

After many trials and tribulations, the bones are still strong and can blow the east and west and the north and south winds.

2. Listen to Zhang's female song

Author Gao Shi, Tang Dynasty

Chu Palace's dangerous crown and wide sleeve makeup make you cool at night.

Ever since I knocked the Hosta on the bamboo, I have sung a song "Song Like Frost".

Vernacular translation:

Wearing a tall hat and waving wide sleeves, a girl dressed as a southern aristocratic woman walked alone in the cool and quiet courtyard at night.

I knocked on the bamboo under the steps with my Hosta and beat the time. After a beautiful song, the moonlight is very bright.

3. Leaving Yan Ting, this area is picturesque.

Author Zhang Wei, Song Dynasty

This area is picturesque. The scenery in Xiang Qiu is natural and unrestrained. Where the blue sky is flooded, yellow is cold and faint. Among the flowers in Liao Yu, there are hidden bamboo fences and huts.

The passenger's sails are hanging high in the air. The wine flag outside the door is low. The rise and fall of the Six Dynasties has now become a topic of chat between fishermen and woodcutters. Looking at the dangerous fence, the red sun was silent.

Vernacular translation:

Jinling has picturesque scenery and clear autumn colors. Blue sky and autumn waters are the same, where is the end? The clear sky after the rain reflected the cold light of autumn water flashing. On the island with green grass and flowers, you can vaguely see several straw houses surrounded by bamboo fences.

At the end of the river, the sails of passenger ships seem to hang high in the clouds, and there are low-hanging wine flags on the smoky shore. The ups and downs of the Six Dynasties have now become a topic of conversation among fishermen and woodcutters. Looking at the tall building alone, I feel desolate, and the cold sun sinks silently.

4. An autumn night in the mountains

Author Wang Wei, Tang Dynasty

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.

Vernacular translation:

The empty mountain is bathed in a new rain, and the arrival of night makes people feel that it is early autumn.

The moon is clear and clear, and the clear spring is flowing.

The bamboo forest was noisy until the washerwoman came back, and the lotus leaves swayed like canoes.

The wheat straw in spring might as well let it rest, and the prince and grandson in the mountains can stay in autumn.

5. wind

Author Li Qiao, Tang Dynasty

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.

Vernacular translation:

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.

5. Ancient poems about bamboo

Bamboo is a perennial evergreen plant in Gramineae. In the Tang dynasty, bamboo was half hidden, and new shoots came out of the wall.

The rain washed Juanjuan clean, and the wind blew a fragrance. -Tang Du Fu's "Yongzhu" pavilion Yuxi exposed the lead powder festival, and the wind shook the sapphire branches.

Yiyi is like a gentleman, and there is nothing wrong with her. Yan Jia, Du Fu's bamboo is half-hidden, and new shoots 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. The new hairpin of Hsinchu Yuanzhen is the only solution, and the cool color is 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. The newly planted bamboo white house is easy to make the city uncomfortable, and the 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.

The bamboo shoots of Han Yu in Hsinchu and Nanzhu will become clear day by day. The light green festival has been frosted, and the yellow buds are still covered with green.

Five or six came out of the slaughterhouse, and three or four came out of the family. The high standard is Ling Qiuyan and Tong Zhensheng's spring rhyme.

It's rare that life is skillful in mending forests, and there are doubts and disputes in generate. At first glance, the vertical and horizontal lines go hand in hand, and there is no time for romance.

Dewdrops shed tears before the wind blows. Who can play with me and stare at the empty scene?

Topic Liu Xiucai Hsinchu Du Mu's stems are as beautiful as jade, and the morning mist is green. The sound breaks the cold window dream, and the roots wear the moss line.

Gradually cage when the threshold day, want to block the curtain cloud. If you are not a guest of Yin Shan, who loves this gentleman?

Song dynasty would rather eat without meat than live without bamboo. No meat makes people thin, no bamboo makes people vulgar.

People are thin and fat, but most people are incurable. -Su Songshi's "Imperial Monk Xuan" The new spring is full of bamboo and a spoonful of water.

-An Shisong in Wang You, Song Lu (102 1- 1086). Character Festival, a native of Linchuan, Jiangxi Province.

The second rhyme is Zhang Ziye's "Two Poems of Chikulinji", and the second poem is "Deep Shadow in the South of Beijing". Two cows sing better than Zen Forest. The wind and spring break the jade, and the bamboo moon edge breaks the gold.

Among the bamboos, Shi Gen weaves bamboos, and the bamboo stems are sparse, so there are thousands of villages. No one arrived at the end of the day, and the spring breeze swept the door.

Geng Tian presented four songs with bamboo crowns, one of which is that bamboo root beads are better than bamboo skin crowns. If you want to have short hair, you must dry it first. Let the bamboo forest have a * * * landscape, don't hold a square towel to keep out the cold.

Geng Tian presented four songs with a bamboo crown. Secondly, there is nothing like this crown. The bamboo skin is soft and brittle. For fan Han Shu, it is not a pity that an old friend falls in love with robes.

Geng Tian presented four songs with bamboo crowns, and the third one was that Yu Runming believed in the crown and made a mistake. Don't forget that you always add the first place, so that Huanmeng can't be cold.

Geng Tian presented four songs with bamboo crowns, four of which were full of new ideas, and the fog and cirrus clouds still steamed for a long time. I really call myself a forest, and I don't need mink to be warm and cold.

There are two or three red amaranths in the bamboo window, and the mountains are far away from the water. Only I know the road under the wall, and I can record the moss marks on my fangs.

In Huazang Academy, this pavilion sings bamboo all the way, and the four great poets are cool. How long will the charm last? 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 rooted plants. I ask for mercy and learn from Phoenix.

The second rhyme is Zhang Ziye Bamboo Temple, where the wind and spring touch the jade, and the edge of the bamboo moon is covered with broken gold. Music history. Song dynasty (930- 1007).

Zizheng. Fuzhou Yihuang (now Jiangxi) people.

What is the kind spirit of bamboo? In bamboo and Shu, there is a kind name of bamboo. A cluster is several steps wide and dozens of stems are dense.

Long stems are short stems, and the branches and leaves are not prominent. I gained weight last year and gained weight again this year.

High and low depend on each other, and mud and sand flow down. A dutiful son follows his father's footsteps.

I heard that people in the Tang Dynasty were often very filial. Zhang Gongyi lived in Yunzhou, with the same door for nine generations.

When the emperor heard his name, he fell to the supreme. Song Zhuxi (1 130- 1200).

Hui Yuan. Jiangxi Wuyuan people.

The spring thunder in Hsinchu is cloudy and stony, and the grass is harmonious. I planted Phyllostachys pubescens, which has sprouted.

Sitting in the secluded forest and enjoying it, there is no sense of vulgarity. The second rhyme chooses to chant bamboo and bamboo dock deeply, and bounces around the house.

Xia Feng becomes bleak, and the cold moon helps to cool down. The guest goes to the air and the dust collapses, and the poem unfolds.

This gentleman can wake up in the afternoon with a smile. Qiu Zi Ye's Bamboo Poetry in Ancient Garden in Suburb was moved from Xishangyuan.

Plant this wall to shade the road. Few people walk in the shadows.

An isolated family will be banned in the coming year. Gong Ji's new bamboo shoots are from you. Because of your second rhyme, Kang Lu fell asleep.

Day after day, I came to my hometown of Dan Yuan Yu, and the bamboo forest was still windy. It's not like attacking from one source.

Liu Xiuye's new bamboo shoots repair rivers and forests, and it is dark and rainy during the day. There are thousands of hostesses who have been lying in the cold soil for three winters.

There are many bamboo shoots in Nanshan, and thousands of miles are withered. You know it's green today without falling into the dish.

The second rhyme is Xie Zhongxing Liu's two poems about sending Hanlin Hsinchu, and I am happy to see their differences. Know that I am sour and cold, not a carnivorous posture.

Yang Wanli. Song (1 127- 1206). Zhai Chengting Xiu.

Jiangxi Jishui people. First frost Festival of Winged Bamboo.

Repair jade snow. There is nothing to talk about.

The moon is vivid. Tree and bamboo pruning after crossing Danzhu Zejing.

Call each other Maolin. No wind leads to cold.

Weixi has a plain yin. Look at bamboo shoots like vines and learn to grow.

Bamboo is like a savage. I only love brocade bamboo everywhere.

The dark forest suddenly has two or three roots. Bamboo forest cherishes people's love for bamboo forest.

Weaving fences is hard to keep out the cold and green. I know bamboo has no thin face.

It needs to go through the fence. I remember that the boiled bamboo shoots searched in Justin Cheung were not as sharp as the hairy bamboo shoots in Jiangxi.

Cream nourishes new sweetness. Sir, stop cooking.

Ding Ning, don't use acyl and salt. The green spring under the rock must rotate.

Boil out the cream roots and make honey juice. Cold teeth gnawed out Kethleen's voice.

Li Yu still doesn't like moonlight. Master Xie Minghui loves bamboo shoots like jade.

Add bamboo if you don't eat it. Yunhe sent another ten generations.

Hazy eyes open for the canal. Boiled bamboo shoots Jinling bamboo shoots are as hard as stone.

Stone still has marrow, and bamboo shoots are not as good as it. Bamboo shoots in southern Yunnan are crisp.

Bamboo shoots taste crisp. Bring rain? Come and cook with a basket.

It contains new nectar from Zhejiang pulp. You can steam, the scenery can make soup, and the sound of water and snow can be heard around your teeth.

Don't curse bamboo shoots to make bamboo, eat bamboo shoots and don't eat meat. None of them eat bamboo shoots.

Used for breeding for more than half a year. Spotted clothes and colorful spring are priceless.

I don't understand the jade version of Zen. Bamboo branches are short and hedges leak.

You have to drag your feet. The first time I ate bamboo shoots, ferns and phoenixes, I cooked dragon waves.

Red-lipped bear's paw, I missed it Only in the days of bamboo shoots and ferns.

This is a precious day in the mountains. The bamboo forest in front of the Shuige in Jiangdian, Yongshitang saw this face.

Decadence is not a village. Sunset and writing.

Birds are soul eaters. Li Gousong (1009- 1059).

Taber. Chengnan, Jiangxi.

Zhu Zhai's topic is low house open stoping. Small bamboo goes to solitary forest.

Liu Guosong (1 154- 1206). Change it, Longzhou Tongren.

Taihe people in Jiangxi. Qin sent Sun Zhuhu to inquire about Zhuhu. What does Zhu Hu know? Why doesn't he reply?

It's no good crossing the water in Wu Shan. It's endless. Liu Chang. Song (10 19- 1068).

My biological fathers Fu Yuan and Gong are from Xinyu, Jiangxi. It's not far to sit among the bamboos in Qushuitai.

Xiaoyaochi

6. Four old poems describing bamboo

Zhu Liguan Wang Wei leans alone in the dense bamboo. I play the pipa and hum a song. The sound is so light that no one can hear me. Only my comrade-in-arms Mingyue Zhuliguan Pei Di visited Zhuliguan. They met on a blind date. There are only birds in the mountains, but no one on earth. There is Cimu Mountain in the north of dangtu county, where rocks are piled up, the river is steep and the wind and waves are rough. Bamboo produced in the mountains, round and sparse, can be regarded as a flute, with sound and rhythm. Wild bamboo is full of stone smoke. Play the phoenix song well Don't learn from willows, be chaste and protect forever. Yan Jia, Du Fu's bamboo is half full of reeds, and new shoots come 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. However, there is no cutting. I will meet Fu Yunchang. I will sing the Kuzhu Bridge in Gong Xun. The habitat is overcast. Bamboo Trail Li Deyu Wild Bamboo has its own trail, which is more than three miles around the stream. Scattered bombs were covered by layers, and the desolate strait was reflected. When you see Lin Jing at sunset, you know the valley is empty. Family friends are few, who wants to cook fish? Hsinchu Yuanzhen's new hairpin can only solve this problem, and the cool color is already green. Ran Ran is a floating powder, and Mix is gradually leading. More than 100 bamboo plants were planted. When I saw this excitement, I remembered what I felt in the mountains. Sometimes I walk around the fence all day after work. I don't want to say that the roots are not strong, nor do I want to say that the yin is unsuccessful. I feel the buds in the yard are very clear. I like to lie on my back in front of the window, and the branches of the autumn wind ring. When I enjoy the spring rain after the rain in the south of Xuetao, I will learn from the snow and frost. All kinds of people are also floating clouds, and I would rather be modest and self-sufficient. I want to get drunk and the sky is full of miracles. Guo's staff shot bamboo Liu Changqing in front of Huainan Mansion and now moved it to the altar of Han Jiang. The cage is covered with a low crown, and the green shutters look at it. The land has moved far away, so it is difficult to hold the post-first frost Festival. Flowers become phoenixes, and tender bamboo shoots grow fishing rods. The army is quiet, the mountains are wide and the shadows are cold. When did sumo change? I have made deep friends all my life. I am ambitious, bitter and bitter, and have a bird's heart. I am arrogant and sincere, and the breeze is bamboo forest. I am interested in wine and occasionally play the piano. I live in Yiling and have deep feelings for Guo Yishan. I have never been addicted to things. I tried to move to the bamboo forest to attract Li He. Who says Xuanyuan is in charge of politics, Linglun picks bamboo. Linglun Xuanyuan uses it to adjust its vitality. At that time, the Yellow Emperor went to heaven, and twenty-three tubes were salty. Only one pipe was left for people to blow and buried in Yushun Temple. A friend of mine went to Xuanzhou to see that kind of jade. It seems that your family is full of Chu. You don't need to breathe the breeze when you come. You can hang the crown here, which is cool and self-sufficient. Hsinchu, Hanyu bamboo shoots and Nanzhu bamboo shoots are bright day by day. The green festival has been frosted, and the yellow buds are still hidden. Chastity trumps the charm of spring. Sparse trees skillfully form the forest, full of doubts and controversies. At first glance, vertical and horizontal lines go hand in hand, and there is no romance of the times. Before the wind blows, the powder shows tears first. Who can play with it and stare at the empty scenery? Liu Xiucai's Hsinchu Du Mu has several beautiful stems and green at dusk. The sound breaks the cold window dream, and the roots wear moss lines. Gradually, the cage will become a threshold day, trying to block the curtain cloud. The price of the five tombs is as heavy as gold. There are countless imperial capitals, countless land and sea, and I forbear to cut Lingyun one inch. The topic is that the bamboo in front of Zheng Chang's waiting hall is close to poetry, and Chan Juan is insatiable. The snow on the branches is low and the cold wind on the leaves is strong. Xiao Sa suspected spring, the court root was unearthed, and the bamboo shoots were next door. Outside the screen window, the quiet room is full of music. The shutter watches all day. Xiangchuan dominates Shuidong. He Ruxuan is at the edge of the sill, and the sky is gray. Yu Wang, the official bamboo house, called him a carefree official. He didn't compete with Yao Yan for spring scenery and stayed alone until it was cold. The sound of the piano makes the piano bed elegant, and the shadow invades the chess game. Next year, we will see it in the snow this winter. Ting Zhiyuan moved a group of flowers to plant this gentleman, which is even more cold and green. Suspicious nature has cast a forest. Those who are greedy for husbands or have railings can't see pruning, but they can see gold. Zhu Geqi pruned and left the class, refusing to cluster. There is a knot and the sky is straight, and there is no way to be empty. Purple bamboo plum Yao Chen is produced in the southwest, and its color is different from that of Dong Junlv. Cutting flute reflects sandalwood lips, leading branches to phoenix lodge. Moving thousands of miles away will not change the valley. I love Wang Ziyou, Sima Guang, a bamboo building. Ke Ye doesn't change green. Better than Shi Jilun, coral is full of golden valleys. In the Chinese Tibetan Academy, this pavilion sings bamboo Wang Anshi all the way, but it has four coolness, and the aftertaste is no longer long. People are poor and straight, born thin, and make themselves more rigid as they get older. They once shared the rain and dew with Artemisia annua, but eventually they followed the pine and cypress to first frost. Sorry for rooting plants, I want to ask Linglun to learn from Phoenix.

7. Poems about bamboo

Countless bamboo shoots grow all over the forest, and Chai Men secretly protects pedestrians.

Meeting must be made of bamboo, and guests will never be greeted with anger. -Tang Du Fu's "Ode to Spring Bamboo Shoots" The bamboo is half-covered, and the new buds are out of the wall.

The rain washed Juanjuan clean, and the wind blew a fragrance. -Tang Du Fu's "Singing Bamboo" would rather eat without meat than live without bamboo.

No meat makes people thin, no bamboo makes people vulgar. People are thin and fat, but most people are incurable.

-Su Songshi's "Imperial Monk Xuan" The new spring is full of bamboo and a spoonful of water. Song. Lu You's bamboo strength is different from Xiang Tong's. Although the painter is skilled, it is also difficult to work.

Look carefully at the west wind last night, if you don't go east today. Xu Mingwei's wind bamboo leaves are thin and sparse; Snow is unbreakable, and wind is unbreakable.

-Clear. Zheng Banqiao's "On the Ink Bamboo Map" was born after the rain, and the phoenix tail swayed before the wind; A guilty conscience is deeply rooted, which means that the sun will shine. -Qing Dai Xi's "Painting Bamboo" stayed in the mountains and the moon, and the bamboo in Juanjuan was twice as beautiful.

Empty and bright is a difficult task, but cold and blue are common and can be cured. -Clear. Wang Mulan's Mangosteen Beyond the Moon.

8. Poems about bamboo

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

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

People are thin and fat, but most people are incurable.

-Yu Qian and Shang Lu in Su Song's stone.

Good bamboo green, a spoonful of water for a new year.

-Song Lu, you?

Wang Anshi Song (102 1- 1086). Character festival, Mid-levels,

Linchuan, Jiangxi.

The second of two rhymes by Zhang Ziye and Chikulingi.

Jingxian county is south, with deep shadows, and two cows sing better than Zen forest.

The wind and spring break the jade, and the bamboo moon edge breaks the gold.

Julie

Bamboo roots lean on stones, and bamboo stems are sparse.

No one arrived at the end of the day, and the spring breeze swept the door.

Geng Tian presented one of the four songs with a bamboo crown.

Bamboo root beads are better than bamboo skin crowns, and short hair is needed first.

Let the bamboo forest have a * * * landscape, don't hold a square towel to keep out the cold.

Geng Tian presented four and two songs with bamboo crowns.

Without this crown, the bamboo skin is soft and brittle.

For fan Han Shu, it is not a pity that an old friend falls in love with robes.

Geng Tian presented four third songs with bamboo crowns.

Yu Runming believes in a good crown, but he gouges out fresh lines by mistake.

Don't forget that you always add the first place, so that Huanmeng can't be cold.

Geng Tian presented four songs with a bamboo crown.

The crown is made of new sandalwood, and the fog has not dried for a long time.

I really call myself a forest, and I don't need mink to be warm and cold.

Bamboo window

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

Only I know the road under the wall, and I can record the moss marks on my fangs.

This pavilion in Huazang Academy is dedicated to singing bamboo.

All the way, four poets are cool and lingering.

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 rooted plants. I ask for mercy and learn from Phoenix.

Ciyun Zhang Ziye Bamboo Temple

Scenery touches jade in spring, and broken gold hangs on the edge of bamboo and moon.

9. What is a good word to write on Chinese painting bamboo?

1. Simply written: bamboo, or black bamboo, or bamboo species, such as green bamboo, beautiful bamboo, or bamboo sea and bamboo shadow.

2. If it is complicated, write a word, idiom or poem describing the quality of bamboo, such as 1. No one rewards noble morality, but only changes his heart.

2。 All kinds of people are also in fog, modest and self-sustaining.

3。 Gully Cliff Canyon, Yun Zhi with this mausoleum.

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

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

6。 There was a knot before it was unearthed, but it was still modest to Lingyun.

7。 People are thin when they are born with compassion, and even more rigid when they are old. 8. I am still strong after many trials and tribulations, and I am proud of the wind in the east, west, north and south. 9. The whole world loves to grow flowers, but the old people only grow bamboo.

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