岳麓书院里有很多竹子。这么多竹子,它们的种类也不一样,有的竹竿粗,有的竹竿细,有的竹叶一簇一簇密密麻麻,有的竹叶一支一支格外分散。下雨的时候,雨水落在竹叶上,发出滴滴答答的声音,把书院映衬得格外幽静。天晴的时候,阳光从竹叶间透过来,投下细碎的光点。风吹过,竹林沙沙响。“咬定青山不放松,立根原在破岩中。千磨万击还坚劲,任尔东南西北风。”这 Yuelu Academy has a lot of bamboo. So many bamboo, they are not the same species, and some thick bamboo poles, and some fine bamboo poles, and some clusters of bamboo clusters dense, and some bamboo one exceptionally dispersed. When it rains, the rain falls on the leaves of bamboo, making the sound of ticking and answering, making the academy very quiet. When it was sunny, the sunlight came through between the bamboo leaves and cast a fine light. The wind blew, bamboo rustling. “Insisted Aoyama does not relax, the original root in the rock breaking. Mill thousand strikes are also strong, Ren Seoul northeast northwest wind.”