1, Yangchun Bu Deze, all things are born bright
2, jasper makeup a tree high, ten thousand hanging down the green silk tapestry. I don't know who cuts out the fine leaves, but the February spring breeze is like scissors.
3, the sky street drizzle moist as crispy, grass color distant look close but no. It's the most favorable year of spring, and it's the best year to have a full house.
4, the new year have not been fragrant, the beginning of February surprised to see grass buds. The snow is too late for spring, so it is wearing the garden tree as a flying flower.
5, peach blossoms outside the bamboo three or two branches, the spring river water warm duck first know.
6, waiting to recognize the face of the east wind, ten thousand purples and thousands of reds is always spring. (Song? Zhu Xi "Spring Day")
7, wet clothes want to wet apricot rain, blowing face not cold willow wind. (Southern Song? Monk Zhinan's "absolute lines")
8, chaotic flowers gradually fascinating eyes, shallow grass can not horse hooves. (Bai Juyi's Spring Walk to Qiantang Lake)
9. The moonrise startles the mountain birds, and sometimes they sing in the spring stream. (Wang Wei's "Birdsong Stream")
10, the spring tide with rain in the evening to rush, the wild ferry no one boat from the cross. (Wei Yingwu "Chuzhou Western Stream")
(2), describing the summer of the ancient poems
1, yellow plum season family rain, grass pond everywhere frogs. I'm not sure if I'll be able to make it through the night, but I'm sure I'll be able to make it through the night.
2. The red and purple have become dust, and the summer season is new in the sound of the cuckoo. I'm not sure if I'll ever be able to get through this, but I'm sure I'll be able to get through this, and I'll be able to get through this.
3. The bright moon startled the magpies, the breeze sounded cicadas in the middle of the night. The frogs are singing in the rice flowers, and they are saying that it is a good year.
4, seven or eight stars outside the sky, two or three points of rain in front of the mountain. In the old days, when I was in the store by the forest, I could see the bridge over the stream and the road.
5, after all, the West Lake in June, the scenery is not the same as the four seasons. (Song? Qin Guan, "March Hi-Day Occasional Question")
(3), describing the fall of the ancient poems
1, the autumn wind rises and the white clouds fly, the grass and trees yellow and fall and the geese return to the south.
2. The weather is cool in the autumn wind, and the grass and trees fall and the dew turns to frost.
3. The falling sun and the lone overdrive fly together, and the autumn water **** the long sky in one color.
4. The long wind sends geese in the fall, which can be sound on tall buildings.
5. In August, the wind was so strong that it rolled up the roof of my house.
6. The mountain is clear and the water is clean, and the night is frosty, and the trees are red and yellow.
7. The red candle and the autumn light are cold on the painting screen, and the small fan is light enough to catch the fireflies.
8, the trees are all autumn colors, the mountains only falling sunshine. (Tang? Wang Jie's "Wild Hope")
9, blue cloud sky, yellow leaf ground, autumn color even wave, wave on the cold smoke green. (Song? Fan Zhongyan "Su Mou Zhi")
(4), describing the winter of the ancient poems
1, the snow has been like, salt in the air poorly comparable to, not if the willow wadding due to the wind.
2, a vine path green, 10,000 points of snow peaks clear.
3. The snowflakes on Yanshan Mountain are as big as a mat, and they are blowing down on Xuan Yuan Terrace.
4. Birds fly away from thousands of mountains, and people's footprints disappear along ten thousand paths. The boat Demoiselle, fishing alone in the snow of the cold river.
5, six out of the flying flowers into the house, sit and watch the green bamboo into agarwood
6, has been surprised coverlet cold, see the window bright. I know the snow is heavy at night, and I hear the sound of bamboos being folded.
7, who will be flat on the ground ten thousand piles of snow, cut and carved as this even smallpox. (Tang? Han Yu's "Two Songs on Plum Blossoms")
1. Poems with the word "flower"
When it comes to the day of sunrise, I'll come back to chrysanthemums. Meng Haoran's "Passing by the Old Man's Village"
It is the good scenery of Jiangnan, and I meet you again at the time of falling flowers. Du Fu's "Meeting Li Guinian in Jiangnan"
The lotus leaves in the sky are infinitely blue, and the lotus flowers in the sun are differently red.
The lotus leaves in the sky are infinitely blue. Yang Wanli, "Seeing off Lin Zifang on Dawn from the Temple of Pure Ci"
The old man left the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and went down to Yangzhou in March.
The old man left the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and went down to Yangzhou in March. Li Bai, "Sending Meng Haoran to Guangling from the Yellow Crane Tower"
The place where the red flowers are wet in the morning, the city where the flowers are heavy.
When I look at the red wet place, the flowers are heavy in the city of Jin Guan. Du Fu's "Joyful Rain on a Spring Night"
A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without any relatives. Li Bai's "Drinking Alone Under the Moon"
The white heron flies in front of Xisai Mountain, and the fish in peach blossom water are fat. --Song? Zhang Zhihe's "The Fishing Song"
Flowering near a tall building hurts the heart of the guest, and it is difficult to visit this place in ten thousand directions.
The flower is near the tall building, and it hurts the heart of the guest. Du Fu's "Ascent to the Tower"
The flowers are gradually getting more and more mesmerizing to the eyes, and the shallow grass is the only way to lose the horse's hooves. Bai Juyi's "Spring Walk to Qiantang Lake"
2. Poems with Birds
Two yellow orioles sing in the green willow, and a line of egrets goes up to the blue sky. Du Fu's "Four Poems"
The grass is dry and the eagle's eyes are fast, the snow is gone and the horse's hooves are light. Wang Wei's "Watching the Hunting"
The grass grows long and the warblers fly in February, and the willows on the embankment are drunk with spring smoke. Bai Juyi (白居易)
西塞山前白鹭飞，桃花流水鳜鱼肥。 Zhang Zhihe's "Fishing Song"
The moonrise startles the mountain birds, and sometimes they sing in the spring stream. Wang Wei's "Birdsong Stream"
Spring sleeps without realizing it, and crowing birds are heard everywhere.
Spring sleep does not make me wake up, and I can hear the crowing birds everywhere. Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn"
Birds fly away from a thousand mountains, and people's traces are extinguished along ten thousand paths. Liu Zongyuan, "River Snow"
The birds sleep in the trees by the pool, and the monks knock at the door under the moon. Jia Shao, "Question on Li Ning's Residence"
The mountain air is beautiful day and night, and the birds return with each other. ---- Tao Yuanming's "Drinking Wine"
The flower splashes tears when feeling the time, and the bird scares the heart when hating to say goodbye. ---- Du Fu's "Spring Hope"
Swinging his chest to generate stratified clouds, and deciding his eyes to return to the birds. ----Du Fu's "Looking at Yue"
3. Poems about insects
Who is the master of the rice flowers along the way? The red lacewing is accompanied by the green mantis. Le Lei Fa's "Walking on the Village Road in Autumn Day"
The small lotus is only showing its sharp tip, and there are dragonflies standing on the head.
Song? Yang Wanli's "Little Pond"
Mayin is tired of knowing the way, but the cicadas are still swallowing their voices.
Mayin is really tired of knowing the way. Huang Jingren's "Miscellaneous Feelings"
Tonight, I know that spring is warm, and the sound of insects has penetrated the green window screen.
This night, I know that spring is warm. Liu Fangping's "Moonlit Night"
With no intention to bring a few flowers, I went so far as to pick butterflies to come down the mountain. Zhu Jingsu's "The Woodcutter's Lyrics"
If I don't know whether the flowers are good or not, I'll let the bees and butterflies be the forerunners. Yang Wanli's <
When I slept on a pillow in the south window, the butterflies flew like snow in the garden.
The first time I slept on a pillow in the south window, butterflies were flying like snow in the garden. Hua Youwu's <
The nymphalid butterflies were y seen, and the dragonflies flew in a graceful manner. Du Fu's "The Wine of Qujiang River"
Silver candles and autumn light on the cold painted screen, lightly using a small fan to fight the fireflies.
Silver candles and autumn light are cold on the painting screen. Du Mu's "Autumn Evening"
4. Poems about Fish
The river is full of sea tide one night, and the perch enters the pond at dawn.
The river is full with the tide of the sea overnight. Song Xi's "Immediate Matters"
It is even said that the flavor of the field house is beautiful, and the carp are fat after the rice flower. Zhu Fengxiang (朱鳳翔)《村处闲吟》
客从远方来，遗我双鲤鱼。 --- Han anonymous "Drinking Horses from the Great Wall Grottoes"
Wind
1. The wind and rain come at night, and the flowers fall. (Meng Haoran: Spring Dawn)
2. The wind is strong and the horns and bows are sounding, and the generals are hunting Weicheng. (Wang Wei: "Watching the Hunt")
3. The forest is dark and the grass is windy, and the general draws his bow at night. (Lu Lun: "Under the Plug")
4. Wildfire is inexhaustible, and the spring breeze blows again. (Bai Juyi: "Fugue Gu Yuan Cao Sending Farewell")
5. The dog barks at the wood door, and the man returns home at night in the wind and snow. (Liu Changqing: "Meeting the Snow and Staying at Hibiscus Mountain")
6. The wind dives into the night and moistens things silently. (Du Fu: "Joyful Rain on a Spring Night")
7. The city is aided by the three Qin cities, and the wind and smoke look out over the five jin. (Wang Bo: "Send Du Shaofu to Shuzhou")
8. I want to go back by the wind, but I'm afraid of the jeweled buildings. (Su Shi: "Song of Water"). When will the moon come?"
9. It is hard to say goodbye when you see each other, and the east wind has no power to destroy a hundred flowers. (Li Shangyin: "Untitled")
10. The sky is pale and wild, and the wind blows the grass down to see the cattle and sheep. (Cile Song)
2. Where are you waking up from this night's wine? The moon is broken by the dawn wind on the Yangliu shore. --Song Liu Yong's "Raining Bells"
3. The apricot blossoms are dripping wet on my clothes, and the willow wind is not cold on my face. --Song Zhinan's "Absolute Verse"
4: The wind is blowing and the sky is high and the apes are wailing --Tang Du Fu's "Ascending to the Heights"
5: The wind is blowing the grass down and you can see the cows and sheep --Beijing Dynasty's folk song "The Song of the Cile"
6. Cile Song"
6. The Qiang flute has no need to complain about the willow, and the spring breeze does not pass through the Jade Gate Gate. (Meng Haoran: "Passing by the Old Man's Village")
2. A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without relatives. (Li Bai: "Drinking Alone Under the Moon")
3. The wind and rain come at night, and the flowers fall. (Meng Haoran: "Spring Dawn")
4. Tears are shed when I feel the flowers, and birds are frightened when I hate to part. (Du Fu: "Spring Hope")
5. The red wet place in the dawn, the flower heavy Jin Guan Cheng. (Du Fu: "Spring Nights and Joyful Rain")
6. The bamboo path leads to a quiet place, the Zen room is deep in flowers and trees. (Changjian: "The Question of the Zen Garden behind the Broken Mountain Temple")
7. The flowers of Huang Sieniang's house are all over the grove, and a thousand and ten thousand of them are pressing down on the branches. (Du Fu: "Looking for Flowers by the River")
8. There is nothing I can do to help the flowers fall, but the swallows return. (Yan Shu: "Raccoon Stream Sand")
9. The white heron flies in front of Xisai Mountain, and the fish of the Peach Blossom River Siniperca chuatsi are fat. (Zhang Zhihe: "The Fishing Songs")
10. I asked where the tavern was, and the shepherd boy pointed to the apricot blossom village. (Du Mu: Qingming)
11. Suddenly the spring breeze comes, thousands of pear blossoms bloom. (Cen Shen: "The Song of White Snow Sends Judge Wu Back to the Capital")
12. The trees at the head of my ink stone washing pool, each blossomed with light ink traces. (Wang Coronation, "Ink and Plum")
13. The rivers and mountains are beautiful in the late sun, and the spring breezes are fragrant with flowers and grasses. (Du Fu<absolute lines>)
14. After picking a hundred flowers into honey, for whom hard work is sweet (Luo Yin<bee>)
15. Plum golden apricot fertilizer, wheat snow white cauliflower scarce. (Fan Chengda<Miscellany in the Garden at Four Times>)
16. The leaves of three autumns have fallen, and the flowers of two months can bloom. (Tang) Li Peak (qiáo)
17. The sunrise river flowers are more red than fire, and the spring river water is as green as blue. (Bai Juyi: "Remembering the South of the River"
18. (Du Mu<Hillwalking>)
19. I love chrysanthemums among flowers, and there are no more flowers in bloom. (Yuan Zhen<Chrysanthemums>)
20.Children rush after yellow butterflies, flying into the cauliflower nowhere to find. (Yang Wanli, <Staying at Xugongdian>)
21. The flowers are still there after the spring, and the birds are not frightened by the coming of the people. (Gao Ding: <Painting>)
22. There is no way out of the mountain, and there is another village in the darkness. (Lu You: "Traveling to Shanxi Village")
23. The apricot blossom rain on my clothes, the willow wind on my face. (Zhi Nan: "The Last Verse")
24. Peach blossom clusters bloom without a master, lovely deep red love light red. (Du Fu: "Searching for Flowers by the River")
25. There is no place in the city where flowers do not fly in spring, and the east wind of the cold eclipse makes the willows slant. (Han Jian (翃)<<寒食>>)
26.朱雀桥边野草花，乌衣巷口夕阳斜。 (Liu Yuxi's "Wuyi Lane")
27. Two or three miles away, there are four or five smoky villages. The pavilions are six or seven in number, and the flowers are eight or nine in number. (Unknown<Away two or three miles>)
28. Peach Blossom Pond three thousand feet, not as good as Wang Lun sent me love. (Li Bai: "Gift to Wang Lun")
29. It is hard to say goodbye when you see each other, and the east wind does not have the power to destroy a hundred flowers. (Li Shangyin: "Untitled")
30. Mistletoe leaves fall on the mountain road, Hovenia flowers bright post wall. (Wen Tingyun<Shangshan morning line>)
31.Mo Dao does not fade away, curtain rolls the west wind, people are thinner than yellow flowers. (Li Qingzhao: "Drunken Blossom Yin")
32. The wild grasses by the Vermilion Bird Bridge, the setting sun at the mouth of Wuyi Lane. (Liu Yuxi: "Wuyi Lane")
33. The fragrance of rice blossoms speaks of a good year, and I hear the sound of frogs. (Xin Qiji's "Moon on the Western River? Night Walking on the Yellow Sand Road)
The Lotus Leaves in the Sky are Infinitely Blue, and the Lotus Blossoms in the Sun are Separately Red ---------- Yang Wanli's "Sending Lin Zifang out of the Temple of Jingci at Dawn"
The April Foliage on Earth is Done, and Peach Blossoms are Beginning to Bloom in the Mountain Temples ---- Bai Juyi, "Peach Blossoms in the Temple of the Great Forest"
Fallen flowers are independent, and swallows fly in the rain
Rain
Green Ruo hats, green straw raincoats, the wind and the rain do not need to return. ---- Zhinan Monk's "Absolute Verse"
The rain in the morning in Wei Cheng is also light and dusty, and the color of the willow is new in the guest house. ---- Wang Wei's "Sending Yuan Er to Envoy An Xi"
There are four hundred and eighty temples in the south, and many buildings in the smoky rain. ----Du Mu's "Spring in the South of the Yangtze River"
Lying down in the dead of night and listening to the wind blowing rain, the iron horse and the icy river come into the dream. ----- Lu You, "The Great Work of November 4th Storm"
Good rain knows the time of the year, and when spring comes, it happens. ---- Du Fu's "Joyful Rain on a Spring Night"
Seven or eight stars beyond the sky, two or three points of rain before the mountains--Xin Qiji's "Moon on the Western River"
The sound of wind and rain in the night, and the falling of flowers. ---- Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn"
The rain falls one after another at the time of Qingming Festival, and the pedestrians on the road want to break their souls. ----- Du Mu, "Qingming"
The water is full of color and the sun is clear, and the rain is strange. ---- Su Shi's "Drinking on the Lake after the First Clearing Rain"
The mountains and rivers are broken up, the wind flutters, and the world floats and sinks, and the rain beats the ping pong.... -Wen Tianxiang, "Crossing Lingdingyang"
After the new rain on the empty mountains, the weather comes late in the autumn ----(Wang Wei: "Autumn Meal at Mountain Dwelling"
The mountain road is free of rain, and the empty cui is wet with people's clothes. ----(Wang Wei: "In the Mountains"
The cold rain is even with the river and the night people are in Wu, the Pingming sends off the guests to the lonely Chushan mountains -----. --(Wang Changling: "Sending Xin Jian from Hibiscus Tower"
The cold rain enters Wu at night, and sends the guest to Chushan alone at Pingming. If my friends and relatives in Luoyang ask for help, a piece of the heart of ice is in a jade pot.
The sun rises in the east and the rain falls in the west.
Autumn winds are bleak, autumn grass is yellow, and the night is long. I'm not sure if you're going to be able to get the best out of it, but I'm sure you're going to be able to get the best out of it.
Winter Thunderstorms Summer Rain
Rain and wind in March twilight, the door is covered with dusk, there is no plan to stay in the spring to live.
After the new rain on the empty mountains, the weather comes late in the fall.
Sharing the spring, the spring is gone, a few points to urge the flower rain.
All day long, there is no chapter, sobbing and sniveling.
The curtains are down, and the swallows are coming back in the rain.
It rains in every house during the yellow plum season, and there are frogs everywhere in the grassy ponds.
The jade face is lonely and the tears are drying up, and the pear blossoms are bringing the rain in the spring.
The rain is hating and the clouds are worrying, and the south of the Yangtze River is still a beautiful place to live in. --Mao Xizhen, "Qing Ping Le"
If you ask how many idle feelings there are. A river of tobacco, a city full of wind and flotsam. When the plums are yellow, it rains.
The wind and rain send spring back, the snow welcomes spring, the cliff is already a hundred feet of ice, but there is still a flower branch .
Snow
The scenery in the north, thousands of miles of ice, ten thousand miles of snow, see the Great Wall inside and outside, enchanting
"Painted Hall morning, to report the snowflakes flying down." Li Bai's "Qing Ping Le"
"A man in a straw raincoat fishing alone for snow on a cold river" Liu Zongyuan
"The snow is too late for spring, so it flies through the garden trees" Han Yu
"Make up ten thousand homes, and bloom the freshness of agaric flowers.
" Jiangnan snow, light vegetation minus clouds"
"Butterflies first turn the curtain embroidery, ten thousand jade women, all back to dance sleeves"......
"Snow clearing in the south and north of the mountain, thousands of miles, thousands of miles of moonlight "
"The snow is falling all over the village."
"The snow is falling on the mountain, and the stranger is alone."
"The snowflakes on Yanshan Mountain are as big as a mat. The snowflakes are as big as a mat, and the flakes are blowing down on the Xuan Yuan Terrace."
"The Yellow River can still be plugged, but it is hard to cut down the hatred of the rain and snow in the northern wind."
"There are many new ghosts crying in battle, and old men chanting in sorrow. The chaotic clouds are low in the twilight, and the rapid snow dances back to the wind." Du Fu
"In the twilight of the Qin City, snow filled the imperial state. The people who retired from the court in the snow were all princes and feudal lords. The rich have no worries about hunger and cold. The only thing they do is to live in a house, and the only thing they do is to pursue their travels......."
"The snowy days in Chang'an make it difficult for birds and birds to find each other."
"Spring wind thousands of miles of movement, Yusei snow party rest"
"Jiangnan Jiangbei snow diffuse, remote know Yi Shui cold"
"Hundred heavy waves of the Vast Sea, Yinshan thousands of miles of snow. "
"The snow darkens the painting of the withered flag, and the wind is full of the sound of drums; I would rather be a centurion than a scholar."
The sun dusk is far away from the pale mountains, and the sky is cold and the white house is poor.
The dog barks at the door of the wood, and the man returns home at night in the wind and snow.
Jiangxue Liu Zongyuan
The birds fly away from a thousand mountains, and the people are lost in ten thousand paths.
Lonely boat Demoiselle Rasa Weng, fishing alone in the cold mountain snow.
Snow Luo Yin
Doing all I can to say that the year of abundance is auspicious, but what is the matter with the year of abundance?
There are poor people in Chang'an, and it is not appropriate for them to do much.
Qinyuanchun? Snow Mao Zedong
The scenery in the north of the country, a thousand miles of ice, ten thousand miles of snow.
Looking at the Great Wall and beyond, there is nothing left but a recklessness; up and down the great river, the loss of the monstrous.
Mountains dance with silver snakes, the original wax elephants, want to compete with the Lord of Heaven.
Sunny days are needed to see the red makeup, alluring.
The mountains and the rivers are so beautiful,
Luring countless heroes to compete.
Spite the Qin Emperor and Han Wu, a little lost literary talent; Tang Zong and Song Zu, a little inferior to the style.
A generation of pride, Genghis Khan, only know how to bend the bow to shoot a big eagle.
It's time to move on, counting the stars, but also look at the present day.
Snow, Han Yu
New Year's has not yet been fragrant, the beginning of February to see the grass buds.
The snow is too late for spring, so it flies through the garden trees.
The Song of White Snow Sends Judge Wu Back to the Capital (Cen Shen? Tang)
The white grass is torn down by the north wind, and the snow flies in August.
Suddenly the spring breeze came, and thousands of pear blossoms bloomed.
Scattered into the pearl curtains wet curtains, fox fur not warm brocade coverlet thin.
The general's bow is not controlled, and the guard's iron coat is still cold.
The sea is dry and icy, and the clouds of sadness are gloomy for ten thousand miles.
The Chinese army set out to drink with the returning guests, with the Huqin, the Pipa and the Qiang flute.
The snow was falling at the door of the yamen, and the wind was blowing the red flag, which could not be turned over.
Luantai East Gate sends you off, but when you go, the snow fills the Tianshan Road.
I don't see you on the mountain road, but the snow leaves the empty place for the horses to go.
Bamboo
Bamboo is a branch of a thousand drops of tears, the red haze of ten thousand hundred years of clothing.
Bite the green mountain and do not let go, the root of the original in the broken rock. I'm not going to let go, I'm not going to let go, I'm not going to let go, I'm not going to let go.
Life is all about the bamboo in your chest, and you can withstand tough times.
Snow presses the head of the bamboo low, low want to dip mud,
Steps in front of the old old pale bamboo, but happy to diffuse 10,000 poles,
Hometown garden cultivated bamboo around the East Stream, accounting for the water drenched in sand 10,000 branches.
The peach blossoms on the other side of the bamboo are three or two branches, and the ducks are the first to know the water of the spring river is ambiguous.
Hua Xuan amiably arrived in other years, Mianzhu Tingting out of the county high.
They love the wind and the bamboo, and the forest and the spring.
The empty mountains and bamboo tiled houses are still filled with swallows.
The bamboo forest at the end of the boat covers the county market, and the old man still stands on the sand.
The moss and bamboo are good, but there is no settlement.
The alder forest is in the way of the wind and leaves, and the bamboo and smoke drip dew.
The green bamboo half contains culm sheaths, and the new tops only come out of the wall.
This is the land of bamboo, the valley is full of spring bamboo shoots;
The leaves of bamboo are green and not yellow, and the branches are resistant to frost.
Bamboo
Ching? Wu Changshuo
There are always eight treasures to be tasted in a guest's home, but the fragrance of wild bamboo shoots in a mountain house is no match for that.
Send the Yuandang when the only melancholy, when to go back to see the new Huang Huang.
Bamboo and stone
Ching? Zheng Banqiao
Bite the green mountain not let go, the original root in the broken rock;
Thousands of grinding ten thousand strikes is still strong, let the east and west, south and north winds.
The Long Bamboo
Tang? Chen Tao
The Green Broom Yajunzu, green and moist high branches remember Cai Yong.
Long listen to the wind and rainy night in the South Park, afraid of the scales and armor all for the dragon.
Bamboo and stone
Qing? Zheng Banqiao
Light smoke and ancient ink across, write out half of this gentleman,
No need to daily peace, high section of the breeze has seen.
I told to go back, painting bamboo farewell Weixian gentleman people
Qing? Zheng Banqiao
Throw away the veil is not an official, the bag Xiao Xiao two sleeves cold;
Write a branch of thin bamboo, the autumn wind on the river as a fishing rod.
Bamboo writing
Ming? Chen Lianggui
Attentive to ask the bamboo chopsticks, sweet and bitter you first taste;
Taste others good, you empty to go busy.
From Health News, 1989.7.1
Bamboo
Song? Huang Tingjian
The bamboo shoots have only just sprouted into yellow calf's horns, and the fern buds have first grown into children's fists.
Try to find wild vegetables to cook fragrant rice, it is the February day in the south of the Yangtze River.
The Monastery of the Purple Bamboo
Happy to visit the Jiaojing Temple. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get a good deal on the way to the next level.
It's a long way from here. The winds are clear and speedy.
One of the 11 Bamboo Songs
Don't get tired of Dongxi Green Jade Jun. The two phoenixes of the Temple of Heaven have had their time.
One of the peaks is like a fairy place. The green joints of the bamboo are leaning on the reddish-red clouds.
The second of the eleven bamboo songs
Ten thousand branches of the morning dew to learn Xiaoxiang. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get a good look at it, but I'm sure I'll be able to.
Who says the dragon can't get rain? The first is a new one, and the second is a new one, and the third is a new one, and the third is a new one.
Three of the eleven bamboo
Tsunami into the new Huangli line. The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night.
Surprisingly, the Emerald Nest is nowhere to be found. Leaning on the cloud root carved name.
The fourth of eleven bamboo
The green Lan broom Yasuzu. The green and the moist are more than enough to remember the Cai Yong.
Long listening to the wind and rain in the south garden. I'm afraid that all the scales and armor will become dragons.
Fifth of Eleven Bamboo Songs
Bursting with jade, I was able to get on the fishing island. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that.
The mountain boy's buckskin horse. I'm not sure if it's a good idea, but I'm sure it's a good idea to get out of here.
Sixth of Eleven Bamboo Songs
The title of the song is "Neshi Luangwu". I'm drunk on the mountain sun.
There are ten thousand stems left to be swept away. I will not teach the birds to haunt the clouds.
Seven of Eleven Bamboo Songs
A stream of mica between the spiritual flowers. It seems to have reached the home of the feudal lords.
Who can recognize the nine laws of the male and female? I'm not sure if I've ever been in a position to do that before, but I'm sure I'll be able to do it.
Eight of the Eleven Bamboo Songs
The fragrance of purple rice when the swallow swallow is in its infancy. The wild streams of shy colors are over the east wall.
Don't be afraid of the bamboo shoots. I will raise the phoenix from the cage.
Nine of Eleven Bamboo Songs
One section of the bamboo calls out to the dragon for ten thousand miles of fall. The bamboo is a great source of sorrow for the six oceans.
It must be planted in front of the waterfall peak. The bamboo is a great source of inspiration for the world.
Ten of Eleven Bamboo Songs
The gullies and the ravines, who talked about the freshness of the blue. I am looking for the spring to recognize the beauty of the bamboo.
When I was a young man, I killed a young woman. The picture is written by the turtle and the fish, and it goes up to the sky.
The eleventh of the eleven bamboo
The garden of Xuanpu was closed in the spring. The first one is the one in Zhan Yang, and the second one is the one in Biyun.
No need to worry about the river island. I'm not going to worry about the island, but I'm going to be able to get my hands on the south branch of the island.
Wang Anshi . Song (1021-1086). Word Jiefu, Banshan,
Linchuan people in Jiangxi Province.
Second Rhyme for Zhang Ziye Bamboo Forest Temple, two of the two songs
Jinghyeon city south of the hidden reflection of the depth of the two oxen singing ground to get the Zen forest.
The wind and the springs are crashing through the houses, and the bamboo and the moon are crushing the gold on the steps.
Juli
Juli is a place where you can see the village in front of you, where the bamboo stems are sparse.
There is no one to come to the house to sleep, but the spring breeze sweeps the door.
With Gengtian, one of the four songs of the Bamboo Crown
The bamboo root is better than the crown of the bamboo skin, and the hair must be short and dry before you can put it on.
If you want to see the bamboo forest, you don't have to hold a square hat to protect yourself from the wind and cold.
And Gengtian, who was gifted with a bamboo crown, wrote four songs, two of which
Nothing can be compared to this crown, and the bamboo skin is soft and brittle, and the skin is dry.
The old man was in love with the idea of looking at the robe, not for the pity of Uncle Fan cold.
And Gengtian to the bamboo crown to gift four of its three
Yurun Mingxin good crown, wrong force gouge out fresh lines dry.
Not forgetting that the king's favor is always added to the first, so that the happy alliance can not be cold.
And Gengtian to bamboo crown gift four of the four
Crown work new intention broken Tan Luan, fog roll cloud steam has not dried up for a long time.
The remains of the mountain forest really call themselves, why need to ermine warm with gold cold.
Bamboo window
Bamboo window red amaranth two or three roots, mountain color from the water between the door.
I know the way under the wall, and I can remember the moss marks on my clogs.
Hua Zang Yuan this gentleman pavilion singing bamboo
A path of forests and four poets seat cool, residual shade after rhyme to go how long.
People pity the straight section of the birth of thin, since the promise of taller old more rigid.
With Artemisia, the rain and dew, and with the pine and cypress to the frost.
It's a shame that you have to take the root of the plant, because you want to beg for mercy to learn from the phoenix.
Bamboo is a winter grass. The first is the "Bamboo", which is a winter grass, and the second is the "Bamboo".
The bamboo is cut down to take the road, and a small pool is seen underneath. --Liu Zongyuan, "Records of the Small Stone Pool"
The bamboo used by the officials was made to be recorded in the thick end and accumulated as a mountain. Politics
Golden stone, silk and bamboo are the instruments of music. The Book of Music
Lagenaria and bamboo are on the top. The Book of Music
Lagenaria and bamboo are on the top.
Silk, wood, lagenaria, and bamboo. Chun Guan? The "Masters of the Imperial Household". Note: "Bamboo, pipe xiao also."
The music of feasting is not silk and bamboo.
The pleasure of feasting is not silk and bamboo. Shao Changheng (邵長蘅)《青門剩稿》
避哨竹林中。 --Song? Wen Tianxiang's "<Guide Book> After Preface"