(Qing Dynasty) Kang Youwei
Born with a strong cloud section, the swaying is still self-possessed.
The winds of the new year are often bitterly cold, but the autumn air does not leave the cloak.
The chaotic leaves are still strong, and the soft branches are not blown.
It's just a matter of writing the text and writing the photos.
Bamboo Poetry Preface
Chou Fangchun New Year's Day 1991
Living in a quiet place for three and a half years, I sat down and read the poems.
Chinese bamboo culture, originating from thousands of years.
Poetry is like a sea of tides, and I am powerless to look at it carefully.
Browsing through more than 10,000 volumes, selected more than 10,000 words.
The ancient and modern poets of bamboo often learn the style of bamboo.
It is the nature of the heart to be modest, and it is the life of the man who is noble in his high-mindedness.
The windy pole is not bent, and the rainy skin is cleaner.
Cool Department of the birth of a clear shade, cold program green color.
Bamboo and silk will remain in the history of the world, and bamboo arrows will shoot the warriors.
This is the first time I've ever seen a man who has been in a position to do anything he wants to do, and I've never seen him do anything he doesn't want to do.
The more outstanding the contribution, the more intense the felling.
If this wind does not stop, the bamboo forest will be destroyed.
I have compiled a poem on bamboo and dedicated it to the readers.
Advising you to cherish the bamboo and promote the bamboo style.
"The Song of Water"
Qian Zhangming
Bones are strong with knots, and character comes from heartlessness.
The bamboo has survived many storms and rains, but it is not easy to bend.
Still green in all seasons, not to compete with the flowers,
Lift your head to the sky
Silent and unknown, more than the melancholy.
Brave to break the body, happy to donate the body, no complaint.
The tower, the court, the pastoral flute, the hole, the Xiao into the curtain.
What is the difference between early and late?
It is not a matter of time before you become a man, but it is a matter of time before you become a woman.
It is not for the sake of my life that I have been born, but only for the sake of dedicating my body.
Seven Melodies in Reply to a Friend
Mao Zedong 1961
White clouds flew over the Jiuyi Mountain, and the emperor's son rode the wind down to Cuiwei.
One branch of the spotted bamboo with a thousand tears, and ten thousand red haze with a hundred years of clothes.
The waves of Dongting are filled with snow, and the people of Changdao sing poems that move the earth.
I would like to dream of a lonesome land, a land of hibiscus, a land of sunshine.
Dong Biwu, March 4, 1952
The bamboo leaves are green and not yellow, and the branches are frost-resistant.
In the spring breeze of Zhaosu, the tips of bamboo shoots are busy coming out of the ground.
Bamboo
Ye Jianying 1963
Colorful brush overflowing clouds painting overflowing thoughts, false heart strong section is my teacher;
Life is valuable to have the bamboo in the chest, through the difficult test.
Bamboo
Fang Zhimin
Snow presses the head of the bamboo low, low want to stain the mud,
A round of red sun rise, still with the sky.
Bamboo
(Poem on painting)
Deng Tuo
The old bamboo in front of the steps, but I am glad to see it grow ten thousand poles in a long year,
The most important thing is that it is weak, and it does not know how to be cold in the wind and the rain.
The Three Friends
(Poem on painting)
Tao Xingzhi
The pines on the ten thousand pines, the winds in the sky,
vibrate the first peak of the Kunlun.
Thousands of troops and waves rage; the sea comes out of the mountains.
Bamboo green, plum blossom red, turn to the west and east,
Fight for the last five minutes, a hundred grasses and a thousand flowers leisure smile,
And stay for three winters.
"Xiao Xiang's Bamboo Poetry" Preface
Xiong Wenjie April 1991
Chinese bamboo culture, up and down five thousand years.
Clothing, food, housing, transportation, and use of bamboo are connected everywhere.
Poetry, calligraphy and painting are all about bamboo.
How many high elegant gentleman, love sent between the groves.
The six gentlemen of Bamboo Creek, Bamboo Forest seven great sages.
Dong Po has three great, Banqiao more advanced.
The straight and narrow ambition of the clouds, not selfish bias.
The leaves of the Brahmaputra are not withered in winter.
The wind is more elegant, the bright section is more tough and firm.
The group inherited the style of bamboo and studied it for decades.
The group has been studying bamboo for decades.
The group has collected poems and paintings in their spare time, and has compiled more than ten thousand words.
To promote the bamboo culture, the four seas **** look up to.
I am also a bamboo lover, and I am glad to meet you.
Chat about a few words to electric bamboo verse.
Bamboo
Song - Wentong
(Suddenly I remembered the bamboo in my hometown and composed this poem)
The bamboo in my hometown surrounds the East River, occupying 10,000 branches in the water.
I have not been able to go on my official journey, but I think this gentleman should be blamed for my late return.
From 132 Chinese Painters
Spring River Scene
Song Huichong
Three or two branches of peach blossoms outside the bamboo, and the ducks are the first to know the water of the spring river.
Artemisia is full of reed buds, it is the time for the river dolphin to go up.
Bamboo Shoots
Song - Wang Yuanzhi
Miles and miles of spring beds to find alone. The bamboo shoots are a messy affair.
Tian Wen died and his friends dispersed. Three tortoiseshell hairpins were thrown.
From Selected Poems
Thanks to Liu Zhongxing for the bamboo shoots
Song Zhu Zi
Who sends the new bamboo shoots in the cold forest, and opens the trousseau to see the white juxtaposition.
Knowing that you have tuned me to be cold and sour, I am not a feudal lord who eats meat.
From Selected Poems
Bamboo
Tang - Li Jianxun
Bamboo with high knots blowing in the wind, and I forget to return to it.
The most compassionate thing is that under the slanting sun, the shadows of the flowers are all over the clothes of the guests.
From Selected Poems
The Bamboo in the Courtyard
Tang - Li Zhong
It was occasionally planted in the courtyard of the mountain monks, and then moved back to the side of the masonry.
The good wind rises all day long, and the birds sometimes come.
The moon is a magnet for poetry, and the smoke is a companion for wine.
Sleeping in the south window, the sound of wind and rain.
Bamboo
Tang Zhenggu
Smoke and rain and wind, water and pine.
Moving from the distant temple, I saw the front peak of the mountain.
The moss on the steps is broken by the spring buds, and the summer sun is thick around the path.
The apricot blossoms are a great source of inspiration, and they are very compatible with the green trees.
Bamboo
Tang Wei style
Bamboo, the pond, like jade.
Worrying about the quiet dew, and the green smoke.
It would be better if I could change my mind, but I'm not afraid of it.
There are many different kinds of bamboos, but the king's family is not enough.
It is a great honor to be the first to see a dragon transformed into a dragon, and the beauty of a phoenix ripened into a phoenix.
The only thing I have to worry about is the sound of parting, and the speed of the horses' dance.
From "Ancient and Modern Chinese and Foreign Countries, 21-30 Issues"
Finding Mianzhu from Weixu
Tang Du Fu
Hua Xuan is a good place to visit in other years, and Mianzhu is a high place in the county.
There is no such thing in front of the house on the river, so I am glad to share the verdant green color with the waves.
Posted on the river outside the grassy hall
Tang Du Fu
I was born to be wild, and I want to escape from nature.
I love the wind and bamboo, and I have to live in the woods and springs.
Hengyang Road
Song Fan Chengda
The black ewe is breaking through the hedge, and the flowery pig is bursting through the door.
The empty mountains and bamboo tiled houses are still filled with swallows.
From a few miles away from Hejiang, I sent a letter to Yang Shangqing
Song - Fan Chengda
It is the first time I said that I am satisfied with the parting of the world, but I have no words to say but I have tears in my eyes.
The bamboo forest at the end of the boat is covering the county market, and the old man is still standing on the sand.
When I say goodbye to the Witch's Gorge, I will give my brother Nanqing forty acres of orchards in Xiangxi
Tang Du Fu
The moss and the bamboo are all good, and there is no settlement in the pingpong.
Far away from the long son, the child land don't forest hut.
Tang Cheng
Tang Du Fu
Back Guo Tang Cheng shade of white grass, green river road is ripe over the green suburbs.
The alder forest is in the way of the wind and leaves, and the bamboo and smoke drip dew.
Bamboo
Tang Du Fu
The green bamboo half culm sheaths, the new tips just out of the wall.
The color of the bamboo is invading the books at night, and it is cooler than the wine grill.
The rain washed the bamboo clean, the wind blew the fragrance.
But if you don't want to cut anything, I'll see you in the clouds.
Poem about eating bamboo shoots
Tang Bai Juyi
This is the bamboo country, and the valley is full of bamboo shoots in spring;
The mountain man folds the bamboo shoots into a handful of pieces, and sells them in the morning market.
The Bamboo Lane
Pu Songling, Qing Dynasty
I love this gentleman so much that he scratches the edge of the sky,
Shiyou arrives at the right time, and I like the master so much.
From "The Collected Poems of Liaozhai"
Bamboo
Ching Wu Changshuo
There are always eight delicacies in the guest's house, but they are not as fragrant as the wild bamboo shoots in the mountain house.
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 and do not let go, the roots of the original 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, the Green Branches remember Cai Yong.
Long listening to the wind and rainy night in the South Garden, afraid of the scales and armor are all dragons.
Bamboo and stone
Ching Zheng Banqiao
The light smoke and ancient ink across, write this gentleman half-face,
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
Throwing the veil to go not for the official, the bag Xiao Xiao two sleeves cold;
Writing to take a branch of thin bamboo, the wind of the river in the fall as a fishing rod.
Bamboo writing
Ming Chen Lianggui
Attentive to ask the bamboo chopsticks, sweetness and bitterness of the first taste;
Taste of other people is good, you empty to go busy.
From Health News, 1989.7.1
Bamboo
Song - Huang Tingjian
Bamboo shoots are only born in the yellow calf's horn, and fern buds are growing in the fist of a child.
Try to find wild vegetables and cook fragrant rice, it is the February day in Jiangnan.
Bamboo
Song - Wentong
(Suddenly I remembered the bamboo in my hometown and wrote this poem)
The bamboo in my hometown surrounded the East Stream, and it took up 10,000 branches in the water and dipped them in the sand.
I have not been able to go on my official journey, but I think this gentleman should be blamed for my late return.
From 132 Chinese Painters
Spring River Scene
Song Huichong
Three or two branches of peach blossoms outside the bamboo, and the ducks are the first to know the water of the spring river.
Artemisia is full of reed buds, and it is the time for the river dolphin to go up.
Bamboo Shoots
Song - Wang Yuanzhi
Miles and miles of spring beds to find alone. The bamboo shoots are a messy affair.
Tian Wen died and his friends dispersed. Three tortoiseshell hairpins were thrown.
From Selected Poems
Thanks to Liu Zhongxing for the bamboo shoots
Song Zhu Zi
Who sends the new bamboo shoots in the cold forest, and opens the trousseau to see the white juxtaposition.
Knowing that you have tuned me to be cold and sour, I am not a feudal lord who eats meat.
From Selected Poems
Bamboo
Tang - Li Jianxun
Bamboo with high knots blowing in the wind, and I forget to return to it.
The most compassionate thing is that under the slanting sun, the shadows of the flowers are all over the clothes of the guests.
From Selected Poems
The Bamboo in the Courtyard
Tang - Li Zhong
It was occasionally planted in the courtyard of the mountain monks, and then moved back to the side of the masonry.
The good wind rises all day long, and the birds sometimes come.
The moon is a magnet for poetry, and the smoke is a companion for wine.
Sleeping in the south window, the sound of wind and rain.
Bamboo
Tang Zhenggu
Smoke and rain and wind, water and pine.
Moving from the distant temple, I saw the front peak of the mountain.
The moss on the steps is broken by the spring buds, and the summer sun is thick around the path.
The apricot blossoms are a great source of inspiration, and they are very compatible with the green trees.
Bamboo
Tang Wei style
Bamboo, the pool, like jade.
Worrying about the quiet dew, and the green smoke.
It would be better if I could change my mind, but I'm not afraid of it.
There are many different kinds of bamboos, but the king's family is not enough.
It is a great honor to be the first to see a dragon transformed into a dragon, and the beauty of a phoenix ripened into a phoenix.
The only thing I have to worry about is the sound of parting, and the speed of the horses' dance.
From "Ancient and Modern Chinese and Foreign Countries, 21-30 Issues"
Finding Mianzhu from Weixu
Tang Du Fu
Hua Xuan is a good place to visit in other years, and Mianzhu is a high place in the county.
There is no such thing in front of the house on the river, so I am glad to share the verdant green color with the waves.
Posted on the river outside the grassy hall
Tang Du Fu
I was born to be free, and I want to escape from nature.
I love the wind and bamboo, and I have to live in the woods and springs.
Hengyang Road
Song Fan Chengda
The black ewe is breaking through the hedge, and the flowery pig is bursting through the door.
The empty mountains and bamboo tiled houses are still filled with swallows.
From a few miles away from Hejiang, I sent a letter to Yang Shangqing
Song - Fan Chengda
It is the first time I said that I am satisfied with the parting of the world, but I have no words to say but I have tears in my eyes.
The bamboo forest at the end of the boat is covering the county market, and the old man is still standing on the sand.
When I say goodbye to the Witch's Gorge, I will give my brother Nanqing forty acres of orchards in Xiangxi
Tang Du Fu
The moss and the bamboo are all good, and there is no settlement in the pingpong.
Far away from the long son, the child land don't forest hut.
Tang Cheng
Tang Du Fu
Back Guo Tang Cheng shade of white grass, green river road is ripe over the green suburbs.
The alder forest is in the way of the wind and leaves, and the bamboo and smoke drip dew.
Bamboo
Tang Du Fu
The green bamboo half culm sheaths, the new tips just out of the wall.
The color of the bamboo is invading the books at night, and it is cooler than the wine grill.
The rain washed the bamboo clean, the wind blew the fragrance.
But if you don't want to cut anything, I'll see you in the clouds.
Poem about eating bamboo shoots
Tang Bai Juyi
This is the bamboo country, and the valley is full of bamboo shoots in spring;
The mountain man folds the bamboo shoots into a handful of pieces, and sells them in the morning market.
The Bamboo Lane
Pu Songling, Qing Dynasty
I love this gentleman so much that he scratches the edge of the sky.
The time has come for Ziyou to arrive, and I am especially glad that his master is so wise.
From "The Collected Poems of Liaozhai"
Bamboo
Ching Wu Changshuo
There are always eight delicacies in the guest's house, but they are not as fragrant as the wild bamboo shoots in the mountain house.
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 and do not let go, the roots of the original 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, the Green Branches remember Cai Yong.
Long listening to the wind and rainy night in the South Garden, afraid of the scales and armor are all dragons.
Bamboo and stone
Ching Zheng Banqiao
The light smoke and ancient ink across, write this gentleman half-face,
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
Throwing the veil to go not for the official, the bag Xiao Xiao two sleeves cold;
Writing to take a branch of thin bamboo, the wind of the river in the fall as a fishing rod.
Bamboo writing
Ming Chen Lianggui
Attentive to ask the bamboo chopsticks, sweetness and bitterness of the first taste;
Taste of other people is good, you empty to go busy.
Following the example of Li Aishan's predecessor
(Qing Dynasty) Zheng Banqiao
Why did the autumn wind search for itself, and find its way into the bamboo;
A piece of sycamore shade, where does the sound of autumn begin?
And the study of the messenger Yu Dianyuan in vain
(Qing Dynasty) Zheng Banqiao
Ten years of Yangzhou as a painter, long will be ochre ink instead of rouge.
Writing about the colorless bamboo and cypress, and selling it to the east wind at an inopportune time.
Weichen County Department of bamboo painting presented to the annual uncle Bao Dazhong Chancellor bracket
(Qing Dynasty) Zheng Banqiao
Nga Zhai lying listening to the Xiao Xiao bamboo, suspected of folk suffering;
Some of the small my Caozhou County officials, a branch of the leaf is always concerned about the feelings.
Bamboo
(Qing Dynasty) Zheng Banqiao
A piece of green shade like a wash, protect the bamboo, why do you need to Jing Qi?
Bamboo is still used as a hedge, and it is better to beg than to ask.
Bamboo
(Qing Dynasty) Zheng Banqiao
The world loves to plant flowers and plants, the old man only planted bamboo,
The frost and snow full of court removed, and sprinkled with new green.
The snow on the bamboo grove overnight, the shadow of the loss of green,
Mo be blown away by the wind, Linglong broken empty jade.
Bamboo
(Qing Dynasty) Zheng Banqiao
A section of a section, a thousand branches save ten thousand leaves;
I do not blossom from the exemption from provoking bees and butterflies.
Painting
(Qing Dynasty) Zheng Banqiao
A bamboo, an orchid, and a stone, with joints, fragrance, and bones,
The hall is full of the wind of a gentleman, and the color of green and verdure is the color of the ages.
There is an orchid, a bamboo, a stone, a section, an aroma, a bone,
When he is against the wind and frost, there is a message of spring.
Painting
(Qing Dynasty) Zheng Banqiao
A gust of wind rolled backward, and the bamboo branches turned back to the sky.
Sweeping clouds and fog is really my business, I don't care about sweeping the ground.
Inscription
(Qing Dynasty) Zheng Banqiao
The autumn wind crossed the river last night, touching the rocks and penetrating the forests in the habit of acting wildly;
But the bamboo branches were not afraid, and they fought each other in a thousand fights.
Bamboo
(Ming) Li Rihua
The wind is blowing in a couch beside the water and clouds, and not only the willow sleeps, but the bamboo also sleeps.
The ancient book is used as a pillow, and in my dreams I remember the Yuandang chapter.
Two Songs on Bamboo Shoots and Bamboos
(Qing Dynasty) Zheng Banqiao
Jiangnan fresh bamboo shoots take advantage of the anchovies, rotten boiled in the spring breeze at the beginning of March,
Distributed to the cooks, do not carve up all, the clear light is left to illuminate the book.
Bamboo shoots and vegetables along the river are new in February, every kitchen strips spring peony,
This body is willing to open up a thousand gimlets, weaving the Xiang curtain to protect the beauty.
Inscription
(Qing Dynasty) Zheng Banqiao
The new bamboo is higher than the old one, and it is all supported by the old pole;
There will be a newborn next year, and the dragon's grandson will surround the phoenix pool.
Inscription
(Qing Dynasty) Zheng Banqiao
I have 100,000 rods in my chest, and I have made them into ink.
For the phoenix and the dragon to the nine heavens, dyeing all the clouds to see the new green.
Painting
(Qing Dynasty) Zheng Banqiao
Painting a bamboo branch on a stone, the stone is one foot higher than the bamboo branch.
While one foot makes him taller, in the coming year I will be able to lift the sky.
Two Songs on Painted Bamboo
(Qing Dynasty) Qiu Fengjia
(1)
Pulling up the ground, the breath is not defiant, and the joints in the sky are strong.
People's heart to see things, alone to the shadow of the autumn Huang Huang.
(2)
This gentleman in today's world, I feel that nothing is impossible.
The wind and rain shook the sky, the empty mountain from the dragon lying.
From the Essence of Qing Poetry
Bamboo and Stone Shaft
(Qing Dynasty) Li Fang Ying
It is difficult to send people to the hospital when they are sick, and the bamboo is the most suitable for the prescription of Dibao.
The ink is not yet dry before I put down my brush, and the breeze has already cleansed my lungs and intestines.
From Selected Poems on Chinese Painting and Calligraphy
Bamboo
(Qing Dynasty) Ji Qiong
The wind laughs, the rain cleanses.
Sometimes the bright moon comes and makes a shadow in the high window.
Taken from the 1988 "A Thousand Sentences Calendar"
Bamboo
(Ming Dynasty) Li Rihua
The smoke and rain is so thick that it's hard to feel it, and the stone is so soft that it's hard to feel it.
Remember but sprinkle ladybugs in the deep grass, drunkenly woke up the moon out to find.