Who is light and fat? Take a bird's eye view of the goose alone.
Fame and fortune are thinner than green paper fans, and wool skin is warm and purple.
My heart is with tired birds, watching Zheng Hong fly away.
Strike the earth, be peaceful and prosperous, and seek glory in the depths of Fengshan.
Land is more important to people, and people win by land. Dongyue Temple has been "well organized and there are many people in the city" since ancient times. Celebrities and literati write their feelings because of the scenery, leaving rhyme in the wall, and those who have a sound of gold and jade are named as the mountains of Tibet. Zhu, a famous Neo-Confucianism scholar in the Southern Song Dynasty, visited Anxi many times and boarded Fengshan to observe it. The title here is "Spring Sound at the Foot of Phoenix", which is the first of the eight scenic spots in Guqingxi. Tomorrow, Zhang Ruitu, a famous calligrapher and scholar in Jinjiang, will begin to build Jidian Temple. Two plaques, "Lu Feng Ancient Temple" and "Brilliant Light", will be hung in the temple to add luster to the temple.
During the Wanli period of the Ming Dynasty (1573- 16 19), Zhan Yangbi, a native of Duoqing (now Meixi Village, Xianghua Township) in Chongxin County, returned to his hometown to live in seclusion and worked with Jinjiang people, Shangshu of the Ministry of Justice and Qin Long of the Ming Dynasty for two years (159).
Deng Dongyue's topic is set in the virtual pavilion.
The fragrance of the jade palace floats like a jade shadow, and the east extension is full of gas.
Thousands of villages are full of fireworks and clouds, and the mountain city is full of trees and autumn.
The sunset in Daling flies over the EMU, and the diving in Qingxi is pure.
Drifting and drunk tonight, I am in love with Fairy Taiyi Building.
(Zhan Yangpi)
Cui Wei Gefeiqiu is sunny and the wine is too clear.
The sound of flutes and drums urges the sun to set, and the suburbs overlook the lonely city.
Thousands of miles of fireworks are in the clouds, and a mountain is separated from the moon.
Don't wear it when you are old, and care if you win.
(Huang Fengxiang)
Sitting in the green floating Buddha pavilion, the mountain light protects the white lotus building.
Qingxi is ethereal and kind, and the treasure seal has robbed the fire.
The cicada swallows the autumn sound to urge the tree to fall, and the bird sings the bodhi tree.
The smog in Wanjing Village in Pingchou knows that it is easy to kill officials.
(Lin Yuncheng)
In the thirty-second year of the Ming Dynasty (1604), Qin, a scholar from Quanzhou, made many friends in Anxi, and visited Anxi many times, leaving many poems such as Eight Scenes of Qingxi Palindrome. Here are two selected poems:
Lu Feng Pure Tone (One of the Eight Palindrome in Qingxi)
Rain or shine, mountains around Guo, birds singing at sunrise.
Deep stream clouds hold the stone to sleep, and the hidden phoenix symbolizes the spirit yue.
On the 9th, I got the news of the Virtual Pavilion.
Every holiday is happy, although I won't get tired of traveling.
On the stream, I am old, and I respect my former friends.
Ring the bell, empty Lin Mingyue, hang the misty Gu Teng.
When cornus interrupted the lonely monk, he was looking for the police in the mountain city.
In the fifth year of tomorrow (1625), Li Fengming, a scholar and doctor, left a poem entitled "Taking the Empty Pavilion as the Topic":
Climb the vine, smoke only covers the forest.
The city is cold and leaking, and white clouds are deep everywhere.
When the wind is clear and the Vatican is clear, you will come to the moon to wash your chest.
No man is wise, but his lotus heart is pure.
Zhuangcheng, the magistrate of Anxi County who took office in the 18th year of Qing Qianlong (1753), left two poems here:
Dengfeng Xu Ge
Jiege boarded a bird's eye view of a city, and every rest was to kill time.
The fragrant wind blows the sill and flowers laugh, and the rain returns to the lark.
Overlooking thousands of households to bask in the sun and look at the fields ploughed in spring.
Sitting down, I gradually felt that the dust had settled and my heart was clean. Suddenly I heard the bell clearly.
Eight Scenes of Qingxi by Zhu Wengong —— Lu Feng's Spring Sound
As soon as I got on the plane, the green hills in the suburbs were just plains.
The favorite weather is half cold and half warm, and the flower protection weather is chun yin.
Song Yinglin, who was appointed as the county magistrate of Anxi in the twenty-fourth year of Qing Qianlong (1759), also wrote a poem called Deng Ping Xu Ge:
Knock on Zen in public leisure, and ascend to heaven in leisure.
Sunset sets far away from the trees, and tired birds fall into the sky.
The couch of Buddha is filled with cigarettes, and the porch of monk is filled with water.
Sitting and thinking hard, the sleeves are white clouds.
In the Ming Dynasty, "looking at the sun in mid-spring every year, there is a code to persuade farmers, in the suburbs of Lu Feng." In the twenty-seventh year of Jiajing (1548), ieee fellow, who served as the magistrate of Anxi County, left a poem "Dongyue Persuades Agriculture":
At the beginning of Siyang, birds were driven away from farming, and taxes drove Gao Dong and Dai Xiaoxing.
A private field is slippery, but a feast is invisible.
Yinger sings a good tune every other leaf, and the willow blows the embankment high, making her eyes green.
What should we do when we meet at sunset? Spring breeze, peaches and plums, drunken pavilion.