What are the poems about bamboo What are the poems about bamboo

Who's bamboo outside the curtain, the cool breeze is born day by day.

Ling Frost is old, with the moon rising and the clouds are bright.

The color reflects the green, and the sound spreads the bell chime.

Ge Pi looks at the changes, and the rain is full of Huanying.

There are a few bamboos in the forest, dense and dense into a forest.

Half of the room is Qingxing, and a window is more than noon.

Vulgar things are not visible, but good books are still in the heart.

The bottom matter forgets the detention brigade, this gentleman is the same as this.

Choose the land to plant bamboo, and the forest is full of greenery.

Look at each other's vulgar words, and love is humble.

The day shadow is divided into Yaoyun, Qiusheng and Yuqin.

The frost does not change, and it can keep the years deep.

Since ancient times, the masters have preferred bamboo, and often look at the front of the Xuan.

Meishan Suzi's pen is like a god, and Yangzhou can be familiar with each other.

There is a monarch in the Donglu Domain, and the idle is polluted with smoke and clouds.

It is like going to the valley, and the golden knife cuts off the Cang Zhao Min Lu Cang pattern.

Don't say that Qiyuan is in the spring rain, this gentleman is increasing the elegance.

The emperor's cry marks are still spotted, and the Danyang path is deeply meaningful.

The third watch moon shines on the cold yin, and the lonely dragon groans.

The plants and trees in the world dare to resist each other, and the straight breeze shines on the past and the present.

Qinglin He Senran, Shen Shen Dushu before.

Out of the wall with Xili, open an account full of Chanjuan.

The rolls are initially powdered, and the moss invades the money.

Thinking about water in the dust, the depths are like mountains.

Stacked nights often perch on dew, and there are cicadas in the Qing Dynasty.

The brick yin welcomes the slow policy, and the eaves and eaves sleep on the side.

Burst bamboo shoots are double-split arrows, and the shoots have always been biased.

The moon disperses the snow, and the wind smells the spring.

The valley adds poems, and the masters want to make articles.

Xiao Xiao is hateful, not alone in Xiangchuan.

The emerald dyeing powder gradually opened, and the southeast moved to be planted.

Swim and go with a fishing rod hanging at the place, and the dragon shadow comes when the green water clips.

The wind touches the sound and contains the six laws, and the dew is like washing away the floating.

No one arrived at Wang You's old house, but he hugged the shade and covered it with green moss.

The poems related to bamboo are as follows:1. Insist that Qingshan is not relaxed, and the roots are in the broken rock.

2. Three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo, and the prophet of the plumbing duck in the spring river.

3. The green bamboo enters the secluded path, and the green radish brushes the clothes.

4. Thousands of blows are still strong, and the wind is blowing, east and west, north and south.

5. Spotted bamboo branches, spotted bamboo branches, tear stains send acacia.

6. A thousand tears of spotted bamboo, and a hundred heavy clothes of red glow.

7. Dew polyester lead powder festival, the wind shakes the green jade branches.

8. Chastity is not invaded by snow and frost, and it is easy to see the heart of the straight joint.

9. It is like a gentleman, and it is not suitable for no place.

10. The weather is cold and the green sleeves are thin, and the sunset leans on the bamboo.

11. The bamboo batch is double-eared, and the wind is light into the four hooves.

12. After the new rain, the mountains love the sunset.

13. There are lofty mountains and mountains here, lush forests and bamboos, and there are clear streams and turbulences, reflecting the left and right.

14. The pillow has been cold, and the window is bright again. I know that the snow is heavy at night, and I hear the sound of breaking bamboo.

15, the lonely bamboo monarch is still poor and still hugging the festival, and the red pine nuts have grown beards. The owner is in love with each other, and he is willing to stay.

Bamboo and Stone Qing Dynasty · Zheng Xie.

Insist that the green mountains are not relaxed, and the roots are in the broken rocks. Thousands of blows are still strong, and the wind blows southeast and northwest.

Inscription Bamboo - Qing Dynasty Zheng Xie.

The autumn wind crossed Xiaoxiang last night, and it was used to being crazy when it touched the stones and pierced the forest. Only the bamboo branches are not afraid, and they fight a thousand times.

Shen Junsuo's painting of Hui Heren's newlywed - Ming Dynasty Xu Wei.

The lotus flower is like a concubine and the leaves are like a lang, and the flowers are painted and the leaves are long. If you can draw lotus together, you don't need to redraw two mandarin ducks.

Hsinchu - Qing Dynasty Zheng Xie.

The new bamboo is higher than the old bamboo branches, and it all depends on the old stem for support. There will be a new student next year, and the ten-zhang dragon grandson will surround the phoenix pond.

Ying's Cry Preface Title: Wang Dingfu's Teacher Anvil Lesson Recitation Diagram - Qing Dynasty, Zhou Yi.

The sound dust is not far away in the painting, and the vicissitudes of life are changed. The rest is gloomy, the past is bright, and Zigui cries away from thinking. The score is occupied, the Tongyin piece of stone, and the book lamp is miserable and the anvil is broken. Ben Lan Sao can be good-looking, Chan Yuan did not reach the affection.

Queqiao Immortal Dragon Whisker Seat - Qing Dynasty Zhou Zhiqi.

The peach branches are slippery, the vine roots are clean, and the eight-foot wind ripples the water. Like the bed who asked the hairpin, there are a few points, Yao Chi tears.

Quatrain - Yuan Dynasty Wang Tingyun.

Bamboo shadows and poems are thin, and plum blossoms are fragrant in dreams. Pity tonight and the moon, and refuse to get out of the West Chamber.

Man Jianghong Yongzhu - Ming Dynasty Lu Rong.

Do not plant idle flowers, pond pavilions, a few poles to repair bamboo. Reflecting each other, a stream of flowing water, the forest is cold and green. The wind moves the immortals, and the rain adds anointment.

Before the forest, it is difficult to see the phoenix to come to live and talk about medical customs. Ask Hua Guan, named Qi Ao. Looking for Miao descendants, Xiangjiang Song.

Sex is as lonely as cypress, Gillian gold house. Sitting in the shade calmly annoys the heat and retreats, and the pure heart is in a trance and slightly fragrant. After frost, it does not change its good demeanor, and it is as warm as jade.

Shi Zhu Yong - Tang Dynasty Wang Ji.

The green branches are knotted, and the leaves are hanging Zhu Ying. I am often afraid that there will be no dew, and I will not be able to live my whole life. Sigh and think to yourself, how can I love in this life. In the past, when I was not born, who made me cute. Don't re-display it when you abandon it, and you can't be surprised by it.

East Lake Hsinchu - Song Dynasty Land Tour.

Insert thorns and weave fences to protect and cultivate ripples. The breeze sweeps the land and autumn arrives first, and the red sun does not know at noon. When unraveling, I heard the sound of the shearing, and I saw the leaves parting for the first time. I want to come here frequently, and I still teach everywhere.

Title: Li Ciyun Window Bamboo - Tang Dynasty Bai Juyi.

It doesn't need to be cut into a phoenix tube, and it doesn't need to be cut off as a fishing rod. After the flowers and grass withered, Leave to look in the snow.

This gentleman is quiet and dustless under the forest, and the Miao descendants are born to be easy and easy.

The corners of the head are newly rounded, and the cultivation of straight knots is to Lingyun.

Yongzhu Two Songs is wild and vulgar, and there is no camp.

The water in front of the window is blue jade, and he has not forgotten his feelings.

In the middle of the three dogs, the refreshing air is high and autumnal.

The number of rods is also good, and this is complicated.

There is nothing in the void, and the festival is older and clearer.

The frost and snow are fierce, and Ke Ye is long.

There is a harmony between things and meanings, and people's hearts are self-evident.

Lonely widows and friends, fate you as friends.

Although there is no exchange of words, there is a clear voice.

It is also good to be in the ear for a long time, and this meaning is indescribable.

1. No meat makes people thin, and no bamboo makes people vulgar. From Su Shi's "Yu Qian Monk Lu Yunxuan" in the Song Dynasty

Translation: It is better to have no meat to eat than to live without bamboo.

2. The green bamboo enters the secluded path, and the green radish brushes the clothes. From Li Bai in the Tang Dynasty, "Xia Zhong Nanshan Over Husi Mountain People Stay in Wine".

Translation: Walking into the deep path of the bamboo forest, the vines hanging down the branches of the trees brush the clothes of pedestrians.

3. The water surrounds the bamboo fence of Pitian, and the elm money falls to the end of the hibiscus flowers. From Zhang Shunmin's "Village Residence" in the Song Dynasty

Translation: In the distance of the village dwellings is a murmuring stream of water, surrounding the fields on the hillside. The small garden outside the residence, surrounded by green bamboo, and the green water is reflected, which is an idyllic scenery. The hibiscus flowers are sparse, and a tree of elm money has long been gone with the wind.

4. The green bamboo is half of the seed, and the new shoots are only out of the wall. From Du Fu in the Tang Dynasty's "Yan Zheng Mansion with Yongzhu".

Translation: Half of the tender green bamboo is still wrapped in bamboo shoot shells, and the new branches are just sticking out of the wall.

5. The wax torch wind does not shake the curtain, and the bamboo shadow half of the wall is picturesque. From Xiang Hongzuo's "Qingping Le Chishang Cool" in the Qing Dynasty

Translation: The curtain of the door is rolled high, the breeze shakes the candles in the room, and the bamboo shadow reflects on the wall like a beautiful bamboo picture.

The meaning of the whole poem of "Bamboo and Stone" is:The root system of the bamboo firmly bites the green mountain and does not relax, and the place where it takes root turns out to be in the crevice of the rock. No matter how nature sharpens it, the bamboo is still so strong, and the bamboo never changes its posture despite the natural blowing of the east, west, north and south winds.

Original poem:

Bamboo and Stone Merge Bureau" Zheng Xie.

Insist that the green mountains do not let go of the reeds and pines, and the roots are in the broken rocks.

Thousands of blows are still strong, and the wind blows from east to west, north and south.

Notes:

1) Bamboo: Bamboo rooted in the cracks of the stone. The poet is a famous painter, and his painting of bamboo is particularly famous, which is a poem he inscribed on a bamboo and stone painting.

2) Determination: The metaphor has strong roots, like biting the green mountains and not letting go.

3) Rooting: Rooting, rooting.

4) Original: Originally, originally, originally.

5) Rock breaking: Cracked mountain rock, that is, the crevices of the rock.

6) Grinding: torture, frustration, tempering.

7) Hit: Strike.

8) Perseverance: Accompany the strong and powerful.

9) Ren: Let it be, no matter what, no matter what.

10) Er: You.

Appreciation:

"Bamboo and Stone" is a seven-character inscription poem created by the Qing Dynasty painter Zheng Xie, entitled on the author Zheng Banqiao's own "Bamboo and Stone Map". What the poet praises is not the softness of bamboo, but the fortitude of bamboo. By using things as metaphors for people and supporting things as words, the author implicitly expresses his noble thoughts and sentiments that will never follow the crowd, and his upright and iron-clad backbone by singing the praises of the strong bamboo in the broken rock.

The language of the whole poem is simple and the meaning is profound.

The verses about bamboo are as follows:1. Thousands of feet of waves across the river, into the bamboo ten thousand poles slanted. - Li Qiao closed "Wind".

2. Wind strategy, degree of bamboo. - Sun Daoxuan, "Didi Jin Mei".

3. Ask Hua Guan, named Qiao. - Lu Rong's "Man Jianghong, Yongzhu".

4. I know that the snow is heavy at night, and I hear the sound of breaking bamboo. - Bai Juyi's "Night Snow".

5. Sit alone in the secluded grate, play the piano and howl. ——Wang Wei, "Bamboo Pavilion".

6. People in the deep forest don't know, and the bright moon comes to take pictures. ——Wang Wei, "Bamboo Pavilion".

7. Fame is not early, and the bamboo silk will be declared. - Li Chunzhi Chi Bai's "Long Song Xing".

8. Autumn sound of ten thousand bamboos, cold Wuling pine. ——Li Ji, "Looking at Qinchuan".

9. Frost Halberd Liedan Majesty, Silk and Bamboo Rhyme Corridor. - Li Shimin, "Yuan Ri".

10. Repair the bamboo and sparse the curtain. ——Xie Yi, "A Thousand Autumn Years, Yongxia Scene".

11. Bamboo poles have sweetness and bitterness, and I love to hold bitter festivals. - Meng Jiao's "Bitter Cold Groan".

12. I saw smoke in the mountains, and I watched the sunset in the bamboo. - Wu Jun, "Miscellaneous Poems in the Mountains".

13, green bamboo contains Li Xinfen, red lotus falls into the old clothes. ——Wang Wei, "Mountain Dwelling is a Thing".

14. The sound of snow is on the bamboo, and the cold dream does not leave home. ——Rong Yu, "Guizhou Night".

15, Dongyan is rich in pine and bamboo, and the twilight of the year is fortunate to return together. ——Wang Bo, "Sending Lu to the Master Book".

16. Bamboo is cultivated and the forest is opened, and Qiao Song leans on the rock column. - Deyin, "New Autumn Evening View".

17. Green forests and green bamboos are ready at all times. ——Tao Hongjing, "Acknowledgment of Chinese Books".

18, pine, bamboo, cui luo cold, late twilight. - Cao Group's "Bu Operator Lan".

19. Bamboo fence hut, light smoke and decaying grass lonely village. - Bai Pu, "Tianjingsha Winter".

20, the bamboo and cypress are all frozen to death, and there are no clothes for them. - Bai Juyi's "Village Dwelling Bitter Cold".