When the world sees that bamboo doesn't understand love, it will be known that you planted bamboo in court. This gentleman has a unique land, and he has heard a lot since he planted it.
The color is cold in summer and the maple leaves are dry at night. If you can see the box under the curtain, you should look out of the window of the piano book.
For the monarch, the shade will cover the sun and the bamboo shoots will return through the steps. Chastity tends to frost, and empty wishes are better than lang Guan's pen.
You don't love the pine branches in Nanshan, and the bamboo color stays still at four o'clock. In cold weather, grass and trees are yellow, and you don't know until you are green.
Wang Wei in Zhuliguan leans alone in the dense bamboo, and I am playing the pipa and humming a song. It's too light for anyone to hear, except my partner, Mingyue.
Julie Pavilion Pei Di has been to Julie Pavilion to have a blind date with Taoism. There are only birds in and out of the mountain, but no one on earth.
Mother Bamboo Li Bai There is Mother Mountain in the north of dangtu county, where there are stones and rivers, the shore wall is steep and the wind and waves are rough. Its mountains produce bamboo, which is round and sparse, and can be regarded as a flute tube with sound and tone.
Wild bamboos accumulate stones, and smoke reflects Dao Jiang. The emerald color is deep, and the virtual vocal cords are cold early.
Long Ge has never heard of it, so you should play it well. Don't learn from the willow tree, always protect yourself.
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.
Liu Zongyuan's dangerous bridge, Gong Xunyuan's Wu Yong Kuzhu Bridge, is a secluded path that winds through the sparse forest. Share hardships and be humble.
Bend down to look at the thin stream under the bridge and look up to listen to the rustling of bamboo in the mountains. Clouds in the pool, birds in the mountains.
I'm afraid Tianjin won't be needed. The habitat is much cooler. Bamboo Trail Li Deyu Wild Bamboo has its own trail, which is more than three miles around the stream.
Scattered bombs are covered with layers of mounds, reflecting the clear canal sadly. Looking at Lin Jing at sunset, Zhigu is popular.
With few family and friends, who wants to cook fish? 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.
Enjoy people playing with snow peaches. After the south spring rain, look at the snow frost. All kinds of people are also in fog, modest and self-sustaining.
Drunk with Jinxian, sad with flying early. You can enjoy it when you are old, and you will be amazing when you are young.
Guo Tong's staff shot bamboo Liu Changqing in front of Huainan Provincial Government Office, where Liang Wang Garden was originally planted, and now it is moved to the altar of Han General. The cage is low and the crown is high.
It's hard to get the land, but it's hard to remove the roots and frost. Flowers become a phoenix, and bamboo shoots grow into fishing rods.
The army is quiet and the small county is spacious. Whispering and dusk, the shadows on the door are cold.
When Xiangpu changed, Yang Shan was disabled in several places. I don't know the porch screen side, facing Yuan An at the end of the year.
Ran's younger brother, Meng Haoran and I have forged a lifelong friendship with Ersanzi. Be ambitious, come through thick and thin, and have a bird heart.
Escape is false, and the breeze is in the bamboo forest. Da is interested in wine and occasionally plays the piano.
Qi Yiling lived in seclusion, and Li Sheyin and Guo Yishan were deep all the way. Never addicted to things, he worked hard to move his family to the bamboo forest to make a fuss, which led to Li He and Ling Lun picking bamboo for twenty-four.
Linglun received it from Kunqiu, and Xuanyuan imperial edict was divided into twelve parts. Linglun used it to correct the melody, and Xuanyuan used it to adjust the vitality.
At that time, the Yellow Emperor went to heaven with 23 tubes of salt. Only one pipe is left to blow, and nothing can be taken care of. This pipe is buried in Yu Shun Temple.
A friend of mine, Ting Jianwu, went to Xuanzhou to see that kind of jade. It seems that your home is full of Ting Zhu. Guests don't need to breathe the breeze, they are cool and self-sufficient here.
Hsinchu, Hanyu bamboo shoots and Nanzhu bamboo shoots are becoming increasingly clear. 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?
When eating bamboo shoots for the first time, Li Shangyin's tender and fragrant buds came out of the forest first, and the price of the five tombs was as heavy as gold. Imperial capital, land and sea, should be countless, endure an inch of Lingyun heart.
On the bamboo in front of Zhengchang Shili Hall, Jia Daoqing's bamboo is in the poem wine, and he meditates endlessly. The branches are scattered with low snow, and the leaves are covered with sub-cold wind.
Xiaosa suspects that spring has passed, but he has the same way. Roots are invaded and unearthed, and bamboo shoots next door are clustered.
Outside the screen window, the sound-clearing room is in the middle. See the shutter all day long, and the pillow is the same for several years.
Wan Qing sings the prince, and Qian Gong accompanies Ruan Gong. Expose the pity film, and the rain will love it.
Jiegu is quite Hubei, and Xiangchuan dominates Shuidong. He Ruxuan is on the edge of the threshold, and the sky is clear.
Yu Wang, the official bamboo house, said that whoever planted hundreds of poles would rain, and the accompanying song was called Idle Official. Don't compete with Yao Yan for spring scenery. Stay alone and be afraid of the cold.
The sound blows the piano bed to create elegance, and the shadow invades the chess game to help Qing Huan. Even if the toilet is demolished next year, it will still be seen in the snow this winter.
Ting Zhiyuan moved a group of flowers to plant this gentleman, making the court more cold and clean. In summer, I am bored around, and there is a breeze to borrow from my neighbors.
Chanting about Jinzhujiangtang, it was deserted all the way, and it was suspected to be a forest. Those who are greedy for their husbands, or those who have railings, see gold and don't repair it.
Song Qi, a bamboo tree, is different from others by pruning its tips, but refuses to pick them. There is a straight day, but there is no empty heart.
Zizhu Xiuzhu is produced in the southwest of Mei, and its color is different from green. Cut the flute to reflect the sandalwood lips, and lead the branches to leave the phoenix.
Move from a thousand miles, not into a valley. I love planting bamboo Zhai Sima Guang, and I also borrow Zhai to plant bamboo.
One day is indispensable, and chic is always in sight. The snow and frost confessed, and Ke Ye did not change his mind.
Better than Shi Jilun, coral is full of golden valley. There are four pavilions in Huazang Academy dedicated to bamboo and Wang Anshi, with a long aftertaste.
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 plants that take root and sprout. I want to ask Linglun to learn from Phoenix. There are bamboos in Qujiang, Lv Tao, Zhu Jin. The color is dark yellow. People in the village look at Zhu Jin.
Xiuzhu is lovely and in a golden situation. Heaven and earth are in harmony, and frost and snow are strong.
Coriolus versicolor has a knot, and chestnut jade is planted into a forest. Looking back at Weichuan, the mountains are surrounded by greenery.
Bamboo Xuan Shen Liao ancients loved to repair bamboo, and they were chic in Youxuan. Strong sense of rhythm, clear and not vulgar voice.
The spring war is trivial, and the autumn wind shakes dry. Who knows Wei Chuanfu, a thousand acres can be crowned.
Zhu Yong Wei Xiang, this gentleman is firm and natural. How can he know that the demon flowers dominate the porch, the light frost does not fall, and the jade is flawless. If you don't grow in spring, you will grow branches and leaves. Where there is land, there are big roots. Whoever recommends cutting the sound in the Qing Palace will surely win the Jia Mu.
Singing bamboo is the same as bamboo and bamboo. Sen cold, clean green.
By the Xiangjiang River, Wei Shui Qu. Curtain green brocade, spear jade.
With an open mind, different plants and trees are more energetic than any wood. Turn dragons into immortals.
2. About; A man with the spirit of bamboo, a poem, a famous article, seven methods, answering friends-Mao Zedong 196 1 years ago, Jiuyi Mountain went up to Bai Yunfei, and Di Zi rode the wind and fell green.
A thousand tears of Bambusa, and a hundred thousand clothes of Xia Hong. It snows in Dongting, and Long Island people sing poems.
I want to dream big and the Netherlands is full of sunshine. Seeing the bamboo feeling outside the window during illness-Dong1March 4, 952 The bamboo leaves are green and refuse to be yellow, and the branches are clearly resistant to severe frost.
In Zhaosu, where everything is spring, bamboo shoots are even more busy. Title Bamboo-Ye Jianying 1963 Color Pen Lingyun painted with overflowing thoughts and humbly taught me; Life is important to have a plan in mind, when it can stand the test of hardship.
Singing Bamboo-The snow in Fang Zhimin has pressed the bamboo head very low, and it wants to make itself muddy. After a red sun, it is still integrated with the sky. Bamboo (poem) is an old bamboo before Deng Tuojie, but it likes to lay thousands of poles for many years. The most important thing is to remain modest and strong.
Three Friends of Cold Age (Inscription) Tao Xingzhi's "Pine on Wansongling" shakes the first peak of Kunlun Mountain. Thousands of troops are furious; The sea rises from the mountain.
Bamboo green, plum blossom red, moving from west to east, fighting for the last five minutes, letting a hundred flowers bloom and laughing for three winters. Preface to Xiaoxiang Bamboo Poetry-Xiong Wenyu 199 1 April Huaxia Bamboo Culture, which lasted for five thousand years.
Food, clothing, housing and transportation are connected by bamboo everywhere. Poetry, calligraphy and painting, bamboo slips.
How many elegant gentlemen, love was sent to a quiet room. Zhu Xi is six gentlemen and seven sages in the bamboo forest.
Dongpo has three wonders, and Banqiao is more advanced. Be upright, be ambitious, be open-minded and not selfish.
Gloomy leaves will not wither after winter. The wind is more natural and unrestrained, and Mingjie is more tough.
The group has inherited bamboo style and studied bamboo for decades. Amateur collection of poems and paintings, selected more than 10 thousand words.
Promoting bamboo culture is highly respected by all countries. I am also a bamboo lover, and meeting is fate.
Talk about counting words and write bamboo poems with electricity. 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 Poems-Zhou Fangchun sat quietly reading poems on New Year's Day in 199 1 after three and a half years.
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. "Tune songs with water, sing songs with bamboo"-Qian's joints and bones are strong, but he has no intention of being complacent.
After several storms, I would rather bend than bend. Still green all the year round, not competing with the crowd, looking up at the sky, unknown, bleak.
Die bravely, die happily, without complaint. Balcony, court column, mud flute hole, curtain.
What are the benefits sooner or later? If you don't plan to succeed, you will have scales and claws all over the world. Not for yourself, but for yourself.
Bamboo (philosophical poetry) collects the language of struggle in the soil. Can't hold it any longer, give the earth an eye.
Take the lead in setting an example, both modest and euphemistic. Make a summary and continue to stretch upwards.
A piece of Lv Yun, talking about ideals with the sun. Excerpted from Shaanxi Science and Technology News "Ode to Bamboo"-Song Wentong-(I suddenly recalled that bamboo planting in my hometown was all because of this poem). Bamboo in my hometown was planted around Dongxi, occupying 10,000 pieces of flooded sand.
I didn't get it when I took the official road. This gentleman should be blamed for coming back late. Excerpted from "132 China national painter"-Song Huichong, peach blossom outside the bamboo, warm duck prophet by the river.
Artemisia arenaria is full of short reed buds, which is the time when puffer fish want to fuck. The number of bamboo shoots-Song and Wang in the spring cup is unique.
Rhinoceros is covered with brocade. Tian Wen died, and all the guests and friends left.
Throw three turtle shells. Excerpt from "Selected Poems on Things" Xie Zhongxing Liu-Song people sent a branch of Hsinchu, and since the Hanlin, I am happy to see the white is uneven.
Know that I am sour and cold, not a carnivorous posture. Excerpt from "Selected Poems on Events" Bamboo-Tang Li Jianxun Qiong Nodules boasts a long tradition and forgets to go back during sex.
The most pitiful rustle in the sunset is covered with flowers and shadows. Excerpt from Selected Poems, Ding Chutang Li Zhongou moved from a monastery on the mountain to a nearby building and planting.
The fine wind rises all day long, and birds sometimes come. Screen the moon to draw poems, cage cigarettes with wine glasses.
The south window sleeps lightly, and the wind and rain sprinkle lightly. Zheng Gu in Bamboo Tang Dynasty is suitable for smoke, rain and wind, but it is loose when hidden in water.
Xiao Sao moved from Yuansi, and Xi came to see the striker. The moss invades the spring buds, and the winding path is slightly sunny in midsummer.
Rogue apricot flowers are full of creativity, and several branches blend together. Bamboo-Tang Wei-style bamboo, as beautiful as jade.
Quiet and quiet, and smoky green. It is better to rob the festival than to change it.
There are many kinds of Qu Wei, but the Wangs haven't seen enough. The fairy stick scares the dragon, and the beauty should cook with the phoenix.
Only sadness blows as a farewell voice, looking back at the speed of driving and dancing. Excerpted from Volume 2 1-30 in Ancient and Modern China and Abroad, Mianzhu is seen in the Tang Dynasty. Du Fu Huaxuan arrived in the following year, and Mianzhu is slim and graceful.
There is no such thing in front of the river house, but fortunately the green waves are rippling. Message to Tang Du Fu, Jiangwai Caotang. I am a natural person, and I want to escape from nature.
If you are addicted to alcohol and love the wind and bamboo, you will have nymphs. The Second Best Way of Hengyang Road —— Song Fan Chengda black brick broke the fence and spent bloom.
Empty mangosteen roof and swallows. In Hejiang Fa Li, a message was sent to Song Fan Chengda, the host of Yang Shangqing, saying that he was content to leave his sorrow and had nothing to say but shed tears.
The bamboo forest at the stern covers counties and cities, so the old man still stands on his own feet. I will bid farewell to Wuxia and give Nanqing's brother Xiangxi Orchard 40 acres-Tang Du Fu's moss and bamboo are good, and the flat canopy is uncertain.
Travel far, the eldest son, the son will not be in the forest. Cheng Tang —— Du Fu of Tang Dynasty carried Tang Guo into a piece of green grass, and Lvjiang Road was familiar with the green fields.
Castanopsis kawakamii forest prevents the wind from blowing leaves, cage bamboo and cigarettes from dripping. Bamboo-Tang Du Fu's green bamboo is half-covered, and new buds are out of the wall.
Sex invades books late, but it is better than wine. The rain washed Juanjuan clean, and the wind blew a fragrance.
But without cutting, I will meet the clouds. Poetry of eating bamboo shoots-Tang Bai Juyi This is a bamboo village, and bamboo shoots are all over the valley; Fu Shan folded up the rest and took it to the morning market.
Zhu Liqing and Pu Songling especially love this gentleman. He scratched his side and blew into the sky. My son is here and likes his master very much. Poems Excerpted from Lonely Studio: Ode to Bamboo —— There are always eight treasures among Qing Wu Changshuoke, and they are as fragrant as mountains and wild bamboo shoots.
Send me a message, and I will feel lonely. When shall I go back to see my new wife? Zhu Shi-Zheng Qing Banqiao sticks to Qingshan and does not relax, and its roots are breaking 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.
Long Bamboo-Tang Taoqinglan, the father of Jerry, remembers Cai Yong with green and lofty branches. After listening to the stormy night in Nanyuan for a long time, I am afraid that the scales will become dragons.
Zhu Shi-Zheng Qing Banqiao light smoke Gu Mo vertical and horizontal, write half a gentleman, no need to report peace, high-spirited breeze has been seen. When I was told to go back to my hometown, I drew bamboo and bid farewell to Mr. and the people of wei county-the black veil of Banqiao in Zheng Qing was thrown away by the officials, and my sleeves were cold; Write a thin bamboo and make it into a fishing rod on the autumn river.
Zhuzhi Ci-Liang Wen Zhuzi is polite and sweet.
3. Poems on bamboo should praise the indomitable spirit of bamboo 1, Zheng Xie Bamboo Stone in Qing Dynasty;
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.
Interpretation: Bamboo does not relax in grasping the green hills, and its roots are firmly rooted in the cracks in the rocks. After thousands of years of torture and blows, it is still so strong, whether it is the southeast wind in hot summer or the northwest wind in cold winter, it can bear it and will remain tough and straight.
2. In the Tang Dynasty, Du Fu's "Yan Zhenggong Zhai Tong Zhu Yong":
The green bamboo is half hidden, and the new buds 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.
Interpretation: Half of the light green bamboo is still wrapped in bamboo shoots, and the new branches have just stretched out of the wall. The shadow of bamboo is reflected in the book, which makes people feel dim. Zhu Ying felt cold when she walked past the bottle. Bamboo looks beautiful and clean after being washed by rain, and it can smell a faint fragrance when the breeze blows. As long as it is not destroyed, you can certainly see it grow to the height of the cloud.
3. Li He's bamboo slips in Tang Dynasty:
Into the hydrological light movement, take time to shadow the spring.
Dew, Watson, bamboo shoots, moss, frost roots.
Weaving can carry fragrance and sweat, and shearing can catch brocade scales.
Three beams have been put into use, one for Wang Sun.
Interpretation: In spring, the hollow bamboo shows a beautiful green image on the sparkling water: gently swaying and gently surging ... Dewdrops shine on the forest path covered with bamboo shoots, and moss gently rubs frost on the bamboo roots.
Bamboo can be woven into bamboo mats for beautiful girls to enjoy the cool; You can also cut into fishing rods and catch a few baskets of big fish. It is said that the lining of the three-beam hat is made of bamboo. I cut a bamboo and prepared it for Wang Sun to wear!
4. Lu You's East Lake Hsinchu in Song Dynasty:
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.
Interpretation: When bamboo was first planted, it was woven into a fence with thorns, and Hsinchu was carefully protected. Hsinchu grows and is reflected in the water waves. The summer breeze blows across the ground, as if autumn came early and the sun was shining, and I couldn't feel the heat at noon.
When the bamboo shell falls off, I hear the rustling sound. When the bamboo jointing, the beautiful scattered images appear at first. When I retire, I often come here. I still brought a pillow and a bamboo mat when I came, so I could sleep everywhere.
5. Bai Juyi's topic Li Ciyun's window bamboo in Tang Dynasty:
It doesn't need to be cut into pipes or fishing rods.
After thousands of flowers and herbs wither, they stay in the snow.
Explanation: Straight bamboo doesn't need to be planted to make a flute with beautiful sound like Feng Ming's, nor does it need to be used as a fishing rod. As long as you see, after the cold winter, thousands of flowers and grasses have withered, and only the bamboo in front of the window is still green; When heavy snow falls, the only green plant in the white sky has a proud and cold mood in Ling Xue.
4. Poem 1 praising the spirit of bamboo, Five Poems of Kuzhu Bridge in Gong Xunyuan written by Liu Zongyuan in Tang Dynasty;
Gao Qiao is connected with a faint path, winding through the sparse bamboo forest.
Bamboo produces bitter knots from the culm sheath, and the green skin surrounds the diabolo heart.
Bend down to look at the thin stream under the bridge and look up to listen to the rustling of bamboo in the mountains.
The smoke in the west is transpiration, and the birds on the mountain ring at the scene.
Bitter bamboo can't be used as a ferry bamboo to provide shade for our rest.
Interpretation: Gao Qiao is connected with a secluded path and meanders through sparse bamboo forests. Bamboo is bitter from bamboo shoots, and green husk surrounds the hollow bamboo heart. Bend down to look at the creek under the bridge and look up to listen to the rustling bamboo rhyme in the mountains. In the smoke transpiration, the sun is setting, and the birds in the mountains are mocking and singing. It is estimated that bitter bamboo can't be inserted at the ferry, but it only provides us with a place to enjoy the cool and rest.
2. In the Tang Dynasty, Lu Taiyi wrote in Zhu Cong in the Courtyard:
When you are a fragrant bamboo, you are green and heavy.
If you are sincere, you will see a return, but you are too young to be a pole.
Interpretation: the bamboo outside the window stands upright, and the green indicates the cold spring in the coming year. Because bamboo shoots have not yet grown into bamboo stems, the firmness of bamboo is highly appreciated.
3. In the Tang Dynasty, Du Fu's "Yan Zheng Gong Zhai Tong Zhu Yong":
The green bamboo is half hidden, and the new buds 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.
Interpretation: Half of the light green bamboo is still wrapped in bamboo shoots, and the new branches have just stretched out of the wall. The shadow of bamboo is reflected in the book, which makes people feel dim. Zhu Ying felt cold when she walked past the bottle. Bamboo looks beautiful and clean after being washed by rain, and it can smell a faint fragrance when the breeze blows. As long as it is not destroyed, you can certainly see it grow to the height of the cloud.
4. Bamboo Stone in Zheng Xie in Qing Dynasty:
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.
Interpretation: Bamboo does not relax in grasping the green hills, and its roots are firmly rooted in the cracks in the rocks. After thousands of years of torture and blows, it is still so strong, whether it is the southeast wind in hot summer or the northwest wind in cold winter, it can bear it and will remain tough and straight.
5. Zheng Xie's Hsinchu in Qing Dynasty:
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.
Interpretation: New bamboos are taller than old bamboos, and their growth depends entirely on old branches. New ones will grow and grow taller next year.
5. Bamboo Soul Poetry: I wish the Tang Li Jianxun Qiong Festival full of wind and forget to return after sex.
The most pitiful rustle in the sunset is covered with flowers and shadows. Excerpted from "Selected Poems on Things" Tang Juyi's "Eating Bamboo Poems" This is a bamboo village with bamboo shoots all over the valley; Fu Shan folded up the rest and took it to the morning market.
Zhu Liqing Pu Songling is particularly fond of this gentleman. He scratched his side and blew into the sky. My son is here, and he likes his master very much. Excerpted from "Poems from a Lonely Studio", Zhu Zheng Banqiao insists that the green hills are not relaxed, and the roots are broken 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 shoots in Huangsongtingjian, Zhu Yong only produce small yellow horns, and fern buds begin to grow children's fists. Try to find wild vegetables to cook fragrant rice, which is February day in Jiangnan.
Song Huichong, a small well by the river, is a peach blossom outside the bamboo, and a prophet of warm ducks by the river. Artemisia arenaria is full of short reed buds, which is the time when puffer fish want to fuck.
Among many bamboo shoots, songs and kings, the Spring Cup was found alone. Rhinoceros is covered with brocade.
Tian Wen died, and all the guests and friends left. Throw three turtle shells.
Excerpt from Selected Poems on Events. Xie Zhongxing Liu, Song Zhuzi sent a new bamboo shoot from Hanlin, and he was pleased to see the white unevenness. Know that I am sour and cold, not a carnivorous posture.
Excerpt from Selected Poems on Events, I wish Tang Li Jianxun a branch that blew the old wind on Qiong Festival and forgot to go back when making love. The most pitiful rustle in the sunset is covered with flowers and shadows.
Excerpted from the idiom "Selected Poems on Events": The situation is overwhelming, and you have a plan. Childhood friends, bamboos, pines, pines, bamboos, orchestral books, works, stones, bamboos, sawdust, bamboo hedges, thatched cottages and sorrowful bamboos are all difficult to write a book.
6. Writing tough and noble poems of bamboo and translating ancient poems have many things that can only be understood but not expressed. Translated into modern vernacular, the taste will be much lighter.
Try to translate it as follows:
Title: Wangchuan seclusion
Since I resigned and returned to a poor life, I have stopped going to Beijing to be an official. I often lean against the tree in front of the eaves and look at the mountain village on the wasteland from a distance.
Clear water and green bamboo are hidden in clear water, and Bai Niao spreads her wings and flies to the vast mountains. Hermits are lonely and only want to water the countryside with water trucks.
This poem is written first to resign and return home, and then to write pastoral scenery. Finally, the story of Chen Zhongzi, an aristocratic hermit in the Warring States period, is quoted to compare his seclusion. What is implied is his love for rural life and his boredom with officialdom!
Well, I still feel that the poor translation is very damaging to the artistic conception and my personal ability is limited. Let me have a look first!