Tang Bai Juyi
Platinum for pine, you plant it first, I won't plant it.
Fortunately, the west wind is easy to rely on, and the night thief sounds.
Two songs planted on pine trees
Tang Bai Juyi
Komatsu's foot is incomplete, and his beloved hand moves by itself.
The background color is pale, and the clouds are wet and the smoke falls.
It's too late to plant me and grow into an emperor.
How can more than forty branches be planted so many inches?
You have to see if it's cloudy. Life is 70 thin.
I love you for hosting a party, but I pity you for being honest.
If you want to appear in court, you will grow up to be a gentleman before the court.
If you know you are dead, you are Lingyun.
Jandison
Tang Bai Juyi
It is 100 feet high and 10 yards wide.
Born at the bottom of a ravine, cold and humble.
Mountains and rivers are dangerous,
Don't meet the job requirements and die of old age.
Tian Zi Tang Ming owes Liang Mu,
There are two things I don't know about this.
Who means the meaning of creation,
But not the same as the material.
Zhang Jin is poor in Xi 'an, Yuan Shilu.
The clothes of cattle people are cold and cheap, but the story of diusim is expensive.
The story of dixin and niuyi,
Although the competition is different.
A master may not be smart,
People who go down are not necessarily stupid.
Don't you see the coral under the sea?
Plant elms in the sky.
Komatsu
Don Du Xunhe
When pine trees were young, they grew in deep, deep grass and could not be seen. Now they are found to be much taller than weeds.
Those trees that don't recognize that they can soar into the sky, until it enters the sky, people say it is tall.
Ancient poems about bamboo
Hsinchu 1
Song Yang Wanli
The east wind makes up the mountain, and the jade pole is blown overnight.
Half mask, half mask, dragon fears spring.
2. Bamboo
Xiaoxian County, Liu Liang
Bamboo is born in the wild, and clouds are everywhere.
No one appreciates noble morality, but he is self-loyal.
ChristianRandPhillips's tears are shameful, and Qin Gong is shameful.
Everyone who makes flutes should spit dragons.
3. "Fude Qiannen Bamboo"
Zhang Song Jian Zheng
Cui Yun clouds cluster himself, light flowers and tender bamboo shoots want to fly in the air.
Build by laying bricks or stones bent branches repeatedly solve, steps to disperse the wind in Ye Qiang.
Want to know where to hold the dragon, it should be in the middle of the mountain road.
4. Zhu Yong
Tang liqiao
Shan Juan is full of enthusiasm in the Chu River with high terrain.
White flowers shake the wind shadow, and green knots move the dragon text.
Leaves sweep the southeast sky, branches carry the northwest clouds.
Who knows Xiang Shui, crying alone and thinking of you.
5. "Hundreds of Bamboo Poems by Zhai Zuo"
Tang Linghu Chu
Zhai Juzhi's bamboo north window, the plain wall is newly reflected.
The green one is close to the drug delivery place, and the shade is deep in front of the sleeping curtain.
The wind startled the leaves like rain, and the moon passed the branches like smoke.
Lao Tzu recalled that his heart was hanging, and he retired from public office to meditate.
Mei ancient poetry
1, Zaomei
Liutang Zongyuan
Early plum trees reflect Chu Tianbi.
The north wind is floating in Ye Xiang, and the frost is white.
I want to fold it and send it thousands of miles away, but there is no way to answer the question.
Seeing that the cold winter is about to wither, what can I use to comfort my distant friends?
2. "Go to Fufeng to see plum blossoms in mid-November"
Tang Li Shangyin
The winding path is secluded, colorful, not fragrant or greasy.
Chang 'e is accompanied by moonlight, looking indifferent; Blue jade girl is colder than frost.
Empty hands full of plum blossoms, but I don't know where to send them; And plum blossom's sad parting happened to meet me, heartbroken.
Who is the morning show for? Don't keep the old days.
3. Cold nights
Song Du Lei
On a cold night, guests come to tea for wine, and the bamboo stove soup is boiling red at first.
As usual, it's different when there are plum blossoms in the previous month.
4. "Plum blossom quatrains"
Song luyou
The flowers are full of wind, and the snow drifts all over the four mountains.
How can it be converted into hundreds of billions, one plum blossom and one tree fragrance?