Urgently, the hand copied newspaper of the three friends of the cold year helped

Insist that the green mountains are not relaxed, and the roots are in the broken rocks. Thousands of grinds hit out of the deep mountains, Ren Er's east, west, north and south winds and pine ripples, and the old pine trees lie on their sides.

Melodious pothos shadow, under the ripples broken.

The green bamboo is half of the seeds, and the new shoots are only out of the wall.

The rain washes and the wind blows the fragrance.

Tang Dynasty. Du Fu Yongzhu.

Couplet: Pine and cypress demeanor.

Plum bamboo sentiment Ge Chaomei above.

The product is between the bamboos.

Bamboo opens frost and enlightens cui.

Plum snow before spring.

I love pine, cypress, and plum orchids.

Ren Er's east, west, north and south winds.

Taste the fragrance of plum blossoms in the bones.

People are like autumn water jade as gods.

Humble bamboo has low-headed leaves.

There are no backing flowers.

Learn from Cuizhu to the old humble heart.

Jing Cangsong has been through wind and rain for a long time, and does not know the cold.

Heavy snow presses down on the green pines, and the green pines are straight and straight. You must know that the pine is high and clean, and stay until the snow melts. (**"Green Pine.")

Bitter Bamboo" Du Fu Tang.

Qingming is also self-controlled, weak and strong.

The taste is bitter and the summer insects are avoided, and the cong is suspicious of the spring birds.

Xuanqi will not be heavy, and there is no resignation.

Fortunately, it is close to the secluded house, and the frost roots are knotted.

Under the pavilion in the early morning, I love this secluded fence.

Newly planted bamboo" Wei Zhuang Tang.

Seeing this gentleman in front of the lonely steps, he went around the fence but stained his scarf.

Whoever knows each other in a foreign land, only Cong Huang is like the master.

Plum blossom, Wang Anshi, Song.

The branches and plums in the corner of the wall were opened by Ling Han alone.

I know that it is not snow, but there is a dark fragrance.

Shanyuan Xiaomei, Lin Kui, Song.

The crowd shook off the solitary beauty and occupied the small garden.

The shadow is sparse and the water is shallow, and the dark fragrance floats in the dusk of the moon.

The frost bird wants to steal the eye first, and the pink butterfly knows how to break the soul.

Fortunately, there is a slight groan, and there is no need for sandalwood ** bottle.

Pine Lush stream bottom pine, away from the mountain seedlings, with the diameter of the stem, shade this hundred feet. (Jin Taikang Zuo Si) has a pine hundred feet big ten circumference, born at the bottom of the stream cold and humble. (Tang Bai Juyi) heavy snow pressed the green pine, and the green pine was straight and straight. （**）

The moss is slippery and not the rain, and the pine is not fake wind. (Tang Han Shanzi).

The pine gate wind sweeps itself, and the snow in the waterfall is difficult to eliminate. (Tang Huangfu Zeng).

The pine is in the shade, and the dawn is Lucy Ridge. (Tang Xuhun).

The pine stone is cold on the monk, and the sound of the stream is urgent in the middle of the night. (Tang tortoise Meng) through the Songdu double stream, the palace five peaks around. (Song Xiazhu).

The pine wind blows the dew, and the green damp fragrance curls. (Song Su Shi).

The two corridors are full of mountains, and the sound of nine miles is loose. (Song Hongshi).

It should be guarded by the mountain god. When the wind is loose, it is to sweep the dust. (Song Shi Taizhang) slightly chanted the sea and the moon gave birth to Yan Gui, and the long smile was windless and the stream was pine. (Song He Sun) bamboo, good bamboo, Lianshan, Jue bamboo shoots (Song Sushi).

In the middle of the night, the wind and bamboo knock on the autumn rhyme, and the thousands of leaves and thousands of voices are all hatred (Song Ouyang Xiu) Lang rides a bamboo horse, goes around the bed to make green plums, and lives together in the long trunk, and the two little ones have no suspicion (Tang Li Bai) Poetry and Zen are idle together, and let him flow to the world (Tang Li Jiayou) Repair the bamboo and pine shadows are chaotic, and the mountain wind blows all over the window clouds (Yuan Sadullah) The lotus wind sends the fragrance, and the bamboo dew drops clear (Tang Meng Haoran).

The new pine hatred is not high 1,000 feet, and the evil bamboo should be cut 10,000 poles (Tang Dufu) in the sound of firecrackers (Song Wang Anshi).

The sky is cold and the green sleeves are thin, and the sunset leans on the bamboo (Tang Dufu).

No meat makes people thin, and no bamboo makes people vulgar (Song Su Dongpo).

The new bamboo shoots have become a hall under the bamboo, and the fallen flowers are on the swallow's nest mud (Song Zhou Bangyan) because of the bamboo courtyard to meet the monk's words, and have to float for half a day (Tang Li She) bamboo cane shoes are lighter than horses, who is afraid, a cloud of smoke and rain Ren Pingsheng (Song Su Shi) Mei is not a cold bone, how to get the plum blossom fragrance (Tang Huang tiller Zen Master) returned to smile and smell the plum blossoms, spring in the branches has been very (Song Niwu Taoist poems) Lang rode a bamboo horse, around the bed to make green plums, living together in the long trunk, two small suspects (Tang Li Bai) to build the plum like snow chaos, a body is still full (five generations Li Yu) plum and snow are three points white, but the snow loses a piece of plum fragrance (Song Lu Meipo) Huangmei season family rain, grass pond everywhere frogs (Zhao Shixiu Song) He Fang turned into a hundred billion, a tree of plum blossoms and a release of Weng (Song Lu You) The stream back to the valley turned sad and there was no way, and suddenly there were one or two plum blossoms (Song Yang Wanli) Count the plum blossom world heart (Song Yuan Weng Sen).

Ordinary like the moon in front of the window, there are plum blossoms that are different (Song Du Lei) a Sichuan tobacco, the city is full of wind and flocculent, plum yellow rain (Song Hezhu) has plum no snow and no spirit, there is snow and no poetry and vulgar people (Song Lu Meipo).

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