What are the verses about bamboo?

There are many kinds of bamboo, perennial plants of the genus Gramineae, whose branches are tall and straight, slender, green in four seasons, frosty and proud in rain, and are loved by the Chinese people. They are called four gentlemen with plum, orchid and chrysanthemum, and three friends with plum and pine. There are many ancient and modern scholars and people who love bamboo. Let's take a look at the poems about bamboo.

Bamboo and Stone

Qing Zheng Xie

If you bite on the green hill, you will never relax, and the root has been deeply rooted in the rock.

It is tougher after thousands of trials, despite the strong winds from east, west, north and south.

Bamboo

Song Su Dongpo

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

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

Chanting Bamboo

Now Fu Pangru

The earth-breaking clouds are getting higher and higher, and the cold drive takes the lead.

Do not shed mottled bamboo affectionate tears, willing to spring mountains into snow waves.

Chanting Bamboo

Qilu John Doe

Next to small bridge and flowing water in the hut, he settled down and was happy. The wind destroys the crooked roots, and the snow presses the waist branches even stronger.

He is famous for keeping the festival and has dark smoke in the valley of emptiness. The frost is fearless in summer and heat, and there are four seasons in spring, summer, autumn and winter.

"Ting Zhu"

Tang Li Zhong

I came from the mountain monastery and moved back to the side of the building. A good wind rises all day long, and birds sometimes come.

Sieve the moon to lead Shixing, cage smoke with wine glasses. The south window slept softly, and the wind and rain rustled.

Bamboo

Tang Zhenggu

Smoke is suitable for rain and wind, and loose when brushing water is stored. Moved Xiao Sao from the distant temple, washed to see the front peak.

Invading stage moss folds spring buds, around the path Shawei summer sun thick. Rogue apricot blossoms have many thoughts, and several branches wear green to be compatible.

Chanting Bamboo

Tang du Fu

The green bamboo half contains sheaths, and the new shoots come out of the wall. The color invades the book late at night, but the wine is cool.

The rain washes Juanjuan clean, the wind blows fine fragrance. But if there is no bentgrass, the clouds will grow.

Bamboo and Stone

Qing Zheng Banqiao

If you bite on the green hill, you will never relax, and the root has been deeply rooted in the rock.

It is tougher after thousands of trials, despite the strong winds from east, west, north and south.

Lei Bamboo

Qing Zheng Banqiao

A piece of green overcast is like washing, why do you want to protect bamboo?

If you still use bamboo as a hedge, it is better to ask for help than to ask for help.

Bamboo

Qing Zheng Banqiao

The whole world loves to plant flowers, but the old man only grows bamboo. Frost and snow all over the court, sprinkling according to the new green.

A quiet night of snow, sparse shadow lost turquoise. Do not be scattered by the wind, exquisite broken empty jade.

Chanting Bamboo

Ming Li Rihua

Teasing the smoke and rain, the cliff caresses his feet.

Remember to sprinkle ladle deep in the grass, wake up drunk and look for it again.

"visit Tao Gong's Old House"

Tang Bai Juyi

Dirt does not stain jade, and Lingfeng does not peck the jade. Woo-hoo Tao Jing Festival, born between Jin and Song dynasties.

The heart is guarded, but the mouth cannot be spoken at last. Yongwei solitary bamboo, brush clothes Shouyang Mountain.

The barbarians are all in one body, and it is not difficult to be poor and hungry. My husband has five men, who share the same hunger and cold.

The food in the intestines is not full, and the clothes on the body are endless. It can be said to be a real hero that Lianzheng could not afford it.

After I gave birth to the king, I went away for five hundred years. Every time I read the biographies of the five willows, I think of heart boxing.

In the past, he used to chant the legacy, and he wrote sixteen articles. Mori Ruojun is in front of me when I visit my old house today.

If there is no wine in the bottle, there is no string in the piano. Mujun Yirong Li, die of old age in this hill garden.

Chaisanggu village, Li Li old mountains and rivers. There is no chrysanthemum under the hedge, but there is smoke in the ruins.

Although the descendants are unknown, the clan has not yet moved. Whenever my surname is Tao, my heart is still there.

"Linjiang Xian"

Song Lu Shengji

Suddenly recall Pei Gongtai, far out of the autumn edge. Ten thousand mountains and rivers are still bright. At this time, the three Chu guests, what does it mean to continue the Saojing?

If you love bamboo, you can walk with a stick and be happy with poetry. There is no reward for the love of the past and the present. The breeze gives birth to white dust, and the side moon shines on the sparse stars.

Bamboo and Stone Shaft

Qing Li Fangying

It is difficult to send people in case of vulgar illness, and Qibo's good prescription is the most suitable.

The ink method stopped writing before it was dry, and the breeze has cleaned the lung and intestines mud.

Chanting Bamboo

Qing Jiqiong

The wind laughs loudly, and the rain is clean.

Sometimes the bright moon comes and shadows in the high window.

Bamboo Pavilion

Tang Wang Wei

The Bamboo Hut Sitting among bamboos alone, I pay my lute and croon carefree.

In the deep woods where I'm unknown, Only the bright moon peeps at me.

"title Liu Xiucai Hsinchu"

Tang du Fu

Count the path of jade color, Xiao Xi Cui smoke points. The sound breaks the cold window dream, the root wears the green moss pattern.

Gradually cage when the threshold of the sun, want to hinder the curtain cloud. Is not a mountain Yin guest, who loves this gentleman.

"Chuan Zhu"

Tang du Fu

Temple waste bamboo died, eunuch Ningerliu.

The frost root gradually follows the axe, and the wind and jade still beat the autumn.

The bitter guest in the south of the Yangtze River, where to send you.

Hsinchu

Tang Liu concurrently

There are two or three clumps lying near the window, which is estimated to be meritorious for quiet and farewell. Shadow wisps of broken gold at the beginning of the day, sound knock cold jade suddenly shake the wind.

By virtue of Fei Chao smoke Poppy, Mo Xin Xiangfei tears point red. Ziyou has a preference for bamboo and is open-minded in the snow.

East Lake Hsinchu

Song Luyou

Planting thorns and skimming hedgerows to protect them and cultivate them to reflect the ripples. The breeze sweeps the ground and autumn comes first, and the red sun goes to the sky at noon.

Jie Tu first heard the rustle and saw the leaves leave at the beginning. When I am free, I want to come here frequently, but pillows are still taught everywhere.

"two unique sentences in Yunxi Guanzhu Opera"

Song Luyou

The air cover ice frost is more than strong, and I can see this line of immortals by the river. The cold goes straight to the human flesh and bones, and there is no dust.

Xiguang bamboo sound is suitable for each other, and walking to Xiqiao bamboo is even more strange. No matter how thin it is without meat, one can endure hunger for ten years behind closed doors.

"the first food of bamboo shoots is in the seat."

Tang Li Shangyin

The tender sheath fragrant bud first came out of the forest, and the price of Wuling was as heavy as gold.

The imperial capital land and sea should be numerous, endure cutting Lingyun an inch of heart?

Xiang Bamboo ci

Tang Li Shangyin

Ancient Xiangjiang bamboo. What is the complaint of infinity?

Bamboo shoots in Changchun every year. Just a lot of tears!

"pay people to watch bamboo after rain"

Tang Xue Tao

When it rains in spring, it reflects the appearance of snow and frost. Many kinds are also Yunmao, modestly rather self-sustaining.

Stay in Jin Xianxian drunk, early companion Shunfei sad. If you can enjoy it in your later years, you will be able to enjoy it.

Bamboo from the Pavilion

Tang Xue Tao

Yu Yu newly planted four or five lines, often put the strength of the festival under autumn frost.

If the wall is broken for the sake of springing bamboo shoots, you must not overshadow the jade hall.

"planting bamboo"

Tang du Fu

Because the sun is covered, the desire seems to be moved by a stream. After the feather forest shadow, sparse smoke dew posture.

Xiao Sao cold rainy night, beating drums in the evening wind. When the country arrives, there will be a crown of dust.

"Mo Bamboo Picture Axis"

Ming Xia Chang

I heard that the group made love in early summer and wrote a gift ring to read it carefully.

I hope this daily newspaper will be safe every year with an open mind.

"title Orchid Bamboo Roll"

Ming Wenpeng

The west window is full of rain and waves for half a day, and the rain comes out of the new wall.

There is no trace of people flying on the dust, and the blue shade adds to the window at night.

Poems of Peach Blossom Garden

Tao Yuanming in the Eastern Jin Dynasty

It is our destiny to farm. The sun comes from where it rests.

The mulberry bamboo hung in the shade. Gaoji is ready to work.