Write an article about bamboo.
Walking into the bamboo sea in southern Sichuan, breathing the air with the fragrance of bamboo leaves in the bamboo forest is refreshing, like a canoe rippling in the sea surrounded by bamboo forests. The wind is wet and there is a fresh bamboo green smell. Being in this bamboo sea world really makes you feel the beauty of nature, bathe happily in the bamboo sea and wash away the troubles of rolling red dust. ...
Wandering in the bamboo sea, the air is fragrant, refreshing, open-minded and cheerful; Wandering in the sea of bamboo, laughter jumping between bamboo waves, happiness lingering between bamboo springs; Wandering in the sea of bamboo, the hustle and bustle of the world, the troubles of fame and fortune will be drowned out.
When spring comes here, flowers bloom in the bamboo forest, and fragrant wildflowers smile among the bamboos, which complement each other and make each other interesting. In the spring, bamboo shoots come out of the ground, full of vitality, showing an upward spiritual character.
When you come here in the golden autumn, the bright sunshine under the emerald canopy will sprinkle the passion of love on you, and the colorful bamboo will be a warm hug to you. The confusion of life, sultry troubles and people's confusion have all been forgotten together.
When winter comes here, green still blocks the line of sight, but bamboo branches bow their heads like catkins, set up the shape of a crescent moon, and unite to communicate and talk. In just a few days of the year, snowflakes are fluttering, white and colorful, and bamboo branches bend happily like tourists.
The misty days come here, the misty waves are vast, and the dew soaks into your heart. In the mysterious fog and haze, the misty peaks, like shy bamboo girls, interpret the romantic artistic conception of magical dreams.
As the sun sets, fragrant winds raise bamboo leaves. Dense bamboo forests sway in the wind, making a rustling sound. There is also a stream in the bamboo forest, and the cool spring water flows quietly. It is really a fairy coming down to earth.
On sunny days, the bamboo forest is green and dripping. Sunlight shines through bamboo leaves, wind blows, and slender branches and leaves dance. At this time, you can hear the rustling bamboo language. ...
The bamboo in the rain is clear and refreshing, and there is a fragrance mixed with earth ... Take a deep breath, soak into your heart, and stay fragrant for a long time ... The bamboo forest is filled with an intoxicating psychedelic charm in the rain, as if hiding a fairy ... Walking on the bluestone road with an oil-paper umbrella, accompanied by the pleasant songs of birds, the steps are light, disturbing the fairy and disturbing the comfort and silence.
10 look at that thin and dense bamboo forest, which is evergreen all the year round, light and delicate, and has never been unearthed for holidays, with thin leaves and sparse nodes; Snow is unbreakable, and wind is unbreakable.
1 1 Zhushan is full of vitality in spring. You can intuitively observe the vividness of that kind of life. Even if there is frost and snow on the ground, you will be delighted to find that tenacious life has sprouted a sharp head. It only takes one night to grow two or three centimeters. A few months later, she became a slim girl. At that time, I was amazed at the rapid growth of bamboo, looked at them blankly, and secretly thought, how wonderful it would be to grow into a slim girl in a few months!
12 Zhushan is a cool world in summer, and it is certainly a good place to escape from the summer. When I was at school, I went to my hometown every summer vacation and shuttled through the bamboo forest. There was an unspeakable joy. I like to listen to the sound of the wind blowing bamboo leaves, like to smell the faint fragrance of bamboo dew, and prefer to lie in the bamboo forest and watch the elegant posture of bamboo. I used to think that bamboo must have been changed by a fairy. Look at their slender bodies, long and fluttering like girls' hair, always so elegant and generous, which really fascinates me. More importantly, Zhushan is full of all kinds of beautiful mountain flowers, which are like embroidered shoes of bamboo fairies, dazzling in beauty.
13 Zhushan in autumn is lively. After spring and summer, bamboo has become a useful material. The villagers either cut down bamboo and transported it to the city to make building materials or cut it down to make toilet paper. Some skilled craftsmen also make bamboo into various utensils, such as bamboo mats, bamboo baskets and bamboo baskets ... I'm afraid you can't think of it, otherwise it can all be made of bamboo. And those unfinished dried bamboo shoots have become the villagers' favorite matches. Go to the mountain people's home from the bamboo forks and boards used to dry clothes at the door to the bamboo pillows and mats in the room, and then to the bamboo chopsticks and chopsticks brushes in the kitchen. Bamboo really works everywhere.
/kloc-Zhushan in the winter of 0/4 is not silent. Although there are often scenes where snow presses bamboo branches, ice flowers are formed on leaves and branches, and her beauty is no less than that of pine trees in the north. When I was a child, I saw that adults would go to the bamboo forest after it snowed. I thought they would always follow them when they went to enjoy the snow. Seeing them shaking the snow off the bamboo from time to time, they regarded it as a very fun game at that time, and only when they grew up did they know that the villagers were worried that the snow would crush the bamboo! This gentle shake saved a life, sometimes love is as simple as that, as long as you reach out.
15 Bamboo is covered with a green coat all year round, especially after the spring rain, and Hsinchu is soaring, especially in full of green. The toughness and vitality of bamboo are quite tenacious. The wind keeps blowing, and the heavy snow can't crush it. I have a lot of contact with it on weekdays and am familiar with its habits. Sometimes in summer, watching a storm sweep through the bamboo forest, I will worry about the branches of bamboo that almost touch the ground. Are the branches and leaves broken? But after the rain clears, I can still see the tall and unyielding bamboo standing there, as if I had never experienced the baptism of wind and rain at all; Sometimes the cold in winter can only make the bamboo leaves darker and greener in the bleak season. What an indomitable soul lurks under the weight of snow.
16 I remember that every spring, I often play in the bamboo forest with my younger brothers and break off some newly unearthed bamboo shoots to take home; Those bamboo shoots poke around like mushrooms, as if waking up from sleep. It's lovely to look at these newly unearthed bamboo shoots. When the bamboo shoots were broken, the dew on the grass beside them rolled down one after another. At that time, I, a childlike innocence, asked: Is the grass tearfully begging us not to break up with their partners, so that I couldn't bear to break up with them, and sometimes I looked at them stupidly, as if waiting for them to talk.
17 Sometimes it rains, catching toads in the bamboo forest. Sometimes in order to catch a few toads, my body is soaked by rain; That bamboo is always joking with us, often pulling off the felt hat we wear or the raincoat we wear, but we never get angry with it and still love to play in the bamboo forest as usual.
Sometimes, 18 really misses the bamboo forest and the sound of rain in the bamboo forest, so he put a song "Listening to the Rain in the Bamboo Forest" in the computer to solve the entanglement in his heart. Let the long piano sound bring annoying thoughts, stay away from the complicated floating world, fly out of the window and roam the sky, close your eyes and listen to the music, which makes you feel relaxed and happy: your ears seem to hear the gurgling sound of running water, as if echoing among towering green hills, washing the dust, clean and tedious. A series of rolling music, accompanied by the clear river, fell from the sky. I feel a feeling of floating on the Lv Yun, as light as the wind, as infatuated. All the troubles floated out of those nine days with the rain in the green bamboo forest, and my heart was filled with infinite comfort.
19 the bamboo in the mountain is swaying in the wind, making beautiful sounds, like who blew a huge bamboo flute and played deep music.
These bamboos are the same in thickness and length, like sisters born in the same year, slender, straight and graceful.
2 1 jinzhai is really beautiful with so many mountains. Many hills are covered with bamboo. Dense bamboo leaves bend the bamboo rafters to form a ball. Bamboo balls on the slope and bamboo balls under the slope overlap and look like green waves. If it's sunny, the green waves roll and the leaves make a thousand noises, it's probably another feeling.
Behind the house is a large bamboo forest that extends all the way to the mountain. On the low slope in the distance, dense bamboo leaves make the bamboo ends droop, forming a ball, such as green water waves surging in the bamboo sea. Between the slopes everywhere, in the fields and villages below, there is a large round water margin, which looks like blue from a distance. The wind roared past, and the shade was getting cold. The cuckoo and the partridge's cry are separated by a sound and floated far away with the wind.
Among the bamboos, the closest ones to us are wild bitter bamboo and water bamboo (in fact, I can't tell them apart), because after all, there is no bamboo forest at home and the number of bamboo shoots we eat is limited. They are all very thin, and bamboo poles are only as thick as little fingers. Bamboo branches are so smooth and straight. Fold a strong bamboo branch about a foot long and sharpen both ends with a knife. This is our knitting needle.
In winter in my hometown, I came down from the mountain in the dark, and the bamboo forests on both sides of the path. Days of unmelted snow will bend the bamboo, and the planetesimals overhead will be thin and dense. I remember walking along a path when I was a child, where the bamboo was bent like a vault by snow. It was the morning of school, and the person who walked with me was my sister. There are no footprints of a third person in the snow, only wires covered with snow like calamus roots are rustling.
I didn't have much hope for the growth of this pot of water bamboo. When I just bought it back, there was a pile of extremely slender bamboo poles. Later, the leaves on the bamboo pole gradually turned yellow and gradually shrank. I think it has somewhat destroyed the artistic conception of green. Because I like green, I like green and vibrant scenes. So I cut off the incongruous yellow branches from the bottom. In this way, the rest is just bamboo tips that break through the ground and grow quickly. Although the bamboo tips of these survivors are extremely attractive in color, they are short and fat, less than 20 cm, and their leaves are stretched low, which is far from my impression of "repairing bamboo".
I also found that at its root, where the bamboo pole had been cut off before, several sharp-pointed bamboo shoots appeared in succession these days, which were also yellow and yellow, and stretched higher every day. I like their fresh and delicate appearance, and I like their youthful appearance. Every bamboo tooth is a living life, and they may grow into slender bamboo poles. Now I no longer have any doubt about their height, and I firmly believe that they have this strength.
The biggest rainy day is the wettest day. Thousands of drops of rain, like a dream porcelain, wake up quietly and exquisitely. Hit the swaying bamboo leaves. I sat alone on the stone bench in front of my house. Listen to a piece of music that you don't understand. Looking forward to the flower fairy passing through the top of the forest and coming in the rain with a smile.
Empty thoughts are just a rain. In March, my mother lost a green fruit beside the bamboo forest. I can't find any trace of it. Rain on bamboo leaves is transparent. The rain resounded through the bamboo forest.
One day at 28, I passed by the calligraphy and painting market. I saw a huge bamboo forest painting. Green bamboo and green shadows fall on the edge of ripples, fresh as the morning after rain. A brown path twists and turns. Green March, and then gently left the pen.
Since then, under the glass of the desk, this bamboo forest is also full of pressure.
Bamboo is vigorous, fresh and full of vitality. When the spring breeze hasn't melted the residual cold in winter, new bamboo shoots sprout quietly on the ground. After a spring rain, bamboo shoots broke through the ground and pointed to the sky. The so-called "Grain Rain with a clear foot" is a portrayal of her youthful vigor. When the spring breeze blows away layers of bamboo shoots, she looks like a lively little girl, standing in the bright spring. In midsummer, she stretched out her long arms, shook off a piece of rich green yarn and danced in the breeze with graceful posture. When it is cold in summer, she is still lush and smiling at the wind, frost, rain and snow. No wonder Bai Juyi left such a beautiful sentence in Bamboo on the Window: "Hundred flowers and paraquat stay in the snow." Bamboo has a spring that will never disappear.
300. In the sea of bamboo, I saw the green and tall old bamboo, like a warrior wrapped in armor, and the curved new bamboo, like a young girl; Looking up, the square of bamboo forest is like a team, with rows of horses crossing the corps. However, when you walk along the paths on both sides of Zhu Mao, bamboo leaves gently brush your face, which is so gentle, quiet and elegant. Flexibility is another character of bamboo. "Don't be afraid that the snow will lower your head. As soon as the red sun comes back, you will rush to Han Xiao; Mo Tao has a short soil, green tips and dew, and it pierces the sky. " This couplet shows bamboo's broad mind and open-minded and cheerful personality.
3 1 But there are too many bamboos. It seems that there are no other plants there except bamboo. In fact, it's not that there is nothing, but that you can't see it. From a distance, we can see several hills, from the foot to the top. No, from the beginning, they were all covered with bamboo. Layer after layer, not only can you not distinguish bamboo branches, bamboo leaves and bamboo leaves, but even houses, paths and bridges can't be seen, as if they were all submerged by the ocean of bamboo. When a gust of wind blows, there are dark waves surging on the bamboo sea, pushing wave after wave and rushing into the distance. It's hard to know how deep the bright blue and dark green bamboo sea is. As long as you look at the ups and downs and momentum of bamboo waves, it shows that it is very deep.
The tall bamboo forests on both sides are too dense to see the end, covering the sky above the road. At the moment, the sun is very fierce, but I can't feel it at all here, as if I were walking through the cross-harbour tunnel in the sea of bamboo. If it weren't for local friends to lead the way, I'm afraid I would get lost soon, because in my opinion, the roads and paths in bamboo forests and even bamboo forests are similar, and there are no signs or street names on the roads. Sometimes when I see a pile of bamboo blocking the way like a screen, I think it's the end. But when we walked to the front, the bamboo cluster suddenly moved away like an organ, and we found another mountain road to let it out, which was a bit like "Guangming Village"
Facing the endless ocean of bamboo in the bamboo dock, I can see that the whole world is green, and I can't hear any sound except the nearby bamboo leaves swaying in the breeze.
Looking from a distance, it is gloomy, overlapping and endless. When you look closer, some of them are straight and upright, like sentries on the mountains in those days; Some of them are dense, like raiders of the lost ark, and some of them look slim and graceful when they are born.