Poems about cloud Buddhism

1. Poems about clouds

1; A round of moon rises from the Qilian mountains, through the vast sea of clouds.

(Li Bai: Guan Shanyue)) 2. All the birds fly high, and the lonely clouds go to leisure alone. (Li Bai: (Sitting alone in Jingting Mountain)) 3. but toward which corner of the mountain, how can I tell, through all these clouds?.

(Jia Dao: a note left for an absent ecluse)) 4. Wild trails and clouds are all black, and rivers and boats are all bright. (Du Fu: Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night)) 5. the moon is lifted like a mirror, sea-clouds gleam like palaces.

(Li Bai: bidding a friend farewell at jingmen ferry)) 6. It's a long day in Huang Yun, and the north wind blows geese and snow. (Gao Shi: "Don't be big") 7. Say goodbye to Bai Di's colorful clouds, and Jiangling will return in a day.

(Li Bai: "Early Rise of Baidi City") 8. The stone path in Hanshan Mountain is oblique, and there are people in the depths of white clouds. (Du Mu: "Mountain Walking") 9. The Yellow River is far above the white clouds, and it is a lonely city, Wan Ren Mountain.

(Wang Zhihuan: Liangzhou Ci) 1. the sand-sea deepens with fathomless ice, gloomy clouds, Wan Li Ning. (Cen Can: a Song of White Snow in Farewell to Field-Clerk Wu Going Home). 2. Poems about Buddhism

1. Bodhi Ode by Tang Hui Neng

Bodhi is not a tree, nor is it a mirror. Buddha nature is always clear and clean, where there will be dust?

There is no tree in Bodhi, and the bright mirror is not a platform. Buddha's nature is always clear and clean, where can there be any dust?

2. Hui Neng's "Bodhi"

Bodhi only seeks from the heart, so why bother to seek metaphysics from the outside? To practice oneself, the world of bliss is in front of us!

translation: Bodhi only looks inward, so why bother to seek mysterious Buddhist thoughts from the outside world? Practice yourself in this way, and the paradise is just around the corner!

3. The Shepherd Boy by Tang Luyan

The grass spread across the field for six or seven miles, and the flute played three or four times in the evening breeze. After returning from a full meal at dusk, don't take off your hemp fiber and lie in the moonlight.

The vast grassland is like being laid on the ground, and there are meadows everywhere. The intermittent melodious flute of the shepherd boy was faintly heard in the evening breeze. The shepherd boy returned from grazing, at sunset after dinner. He didn't even take off his hemp fiber, just lying on the grass watching the full moon in the sky.

4. Flowers are not flowers by Tang Juyi

Flowers are not flowers, and fog is not fog. It came in the middle of the night and left at dawn. When came a short and beautiful spring dream? It was like the clouds in the morning when they left.

Translation: Say it is a flower, not a flower, and say it is a fog, not a fog. Come at midnight and leave at dawn. It seems like a short and beautiful spring dream when you come? When you leave, it's like a cloud in the morning, and there's nowhere to find it.

5.

Song Daoqian's "Mouth-occupied quatrains" sent a message to my gentle and graceful mother in Dongshan, so as to annoy the king. The Zen mind has been dipped in mud, and it is not crazy about the spring breeze.

Translation: The gentle and graceful girl in Dongshan always likes to worry Xiang Wang with her dreams. Zen has already turned into a muddy catkin, and will no longer go crazy with the spring breeze.

Extended information:

Buddhism has a history of more than 2,5 years, which was created by Gautama Siddharta, the prince of the ancient Indian kingdom of Kapilowei (now in Nepal) (refer to Buddha's birthday). Western countries generally believe that Buddhism originated in India, and India is actually trying to shape the image of "Buddhist holy land".

This makes many people have the illusion that the Buddha was born in India, which has always made Nepalese people dissatisfied. Buddhism is also one of the three major religions in the world. Buddha means "Awakened". Buddha is also known as Tathagata, confession, correct knowledge, clear behavior, good death, worldly solution, supreme master, regulating husband, teacher of heaven and man, and Buddha. Buddhism attaches importance to the progress and consciousness of human mind and morality.

The purpose of practicing Buddhism is to discover the truth of life and the universe according to Siddhartha's method of practice, and finally transcend life and death and suffering, cut off all troubles and get relief.

Buddha's new surname is S. Gautama, P. Gotama), formerly known as Gotama; Because he belongs to the Sākya family, people also call him Sakyamuni.

References:

Zen Poetry Baidu Encyclopedia 3. Poems about clouds

Once the sea was difficult for water, forever amber.

I'm not afraid of clouds to cover my eyes, but I'm at the highest level.

In the distance, the stone path of Hanshan Mountain is inclined, and white clouds give birth to families.

but toward which corner of the mountain, how can I tell, through all these clouds?.

the wild trails are all dark, and the river boats are all bright.

the yellow crane never revisited earth, and white clouds are flying without him for ever.

colorful clouds lave? my bosom free and easy, and the birds fly back and forth before my strained eye..

the clouds come out unintentionally, and the birds fly back when they are tired.

what is in the mountains? There are many white clouds on the hills.

climb to the sun in an open mind, raise your hand and open the clouds.

This is my life, and Baiyun Qingsong is my home.

who will pity the lonely boat and drive away the guests, the white clouds will send the big Jiangxi.

Qinghai Changyunqing Snow Mountain is a lonely city overlooking Yumen Pass.

and a mist from the Yun and Meng valleys, has beleaguered the city of Yueyang.

the moon is lifted like a mirror, sea-clouds gleam like palaces.

when you bid farewell to the white emperor, you can return it in a day in Jiangling.

It's daytime in Huang Yun, and the north wind is blowing geese and snow.

The Yellow River is far above the white clouds, and it is an isolated city, Wan Ren Mountain.

where is yunheng Qinling's home? The snow held the horse back.

Jianhu music for the old man's career, and Baiyun pile in Xiyi Villa.

leaning against the sky suddenly, who is clever.

sit at taniguchi all day and watch the clouds grow on the ridge.

White clouds are looking back frequently, so cherish the return date and remember Mai Qiu. 4. Poems about Buddhists

Give to the Qin Monk

It's too ancient and clear, and it's terrible. When the moon is loose, it's cold in the hall at night.

You weep more when you are sad, and you don't have to play when you don't listen to the sound of hope. -the snow sinus reappears

Jinling, where the monks were sent

wins the last vestiges of wandering, and it is a time group. Roll up the cold wood and set sail to send off the clouds.

when the vase blooms, you can smell it by the waves in the afternoon. Farewell to Shicheng Moon, Yiyi is far away. -the snow sinus reappears

Send the Bao Yue Zen Buddhists to the rooftop

The spring breeze blows off the seamount clouds, so there are few neighbors at night.

There is no moon in the stone bridge, and I don't know who is the moon-side person. -the snow sinus reappears

forgetting

Fang Chun doesn't feel like coming to Zhu Xia, and the cicadas in autumn are singing and the shadows are slanting.

at night, the wind blows hard in Chai Fei, and the ground is covered with frost and fallen leaves. -Yiqing, the throwing child

Ode to the throwing child and answer that the full moon is not round

I once asked the old man about the lack of the full moon, and the stone turtle took the title to attract the breeze.

how did you cross the wooden horse pond and step out of the sun at midnight? -Yiqing, the son of Touzi

Baiyun and I know each other best

Baiyun and I know each other best, and when I live in the mountain, it follows me.

It invades the early days and the wind, but it still protects Chai Fei when it comes late. -Zhan Ran Yuan Cheng

Plum blossoms are blooming in the snow

Plum blossoms are blooming in the snow, and Dimfragrance flies in the middle of the night.

Sitting alone in front of the cold lamp, I suddenly burst my nostrils. -Deqing, Hanshan

Half-window Songying and Half-window Moon

Half-window Songying and Half-window Moon, a futon and a monk,

After sitting cross-legged in the middle of the night, moths put out the Buddha's headlights. -the stone house is clear

Hanshan Deqing

The bottom matter is clearly in the bow, so there is no need to ask for help.

But if you can shine back at the corner, don't be trapped by dust, Master.

It's the way to praise the common mind.

There are flowers in spring and the moon in autumn, and there is cool wind in summer and snow in winter.

It's a good time on earth if you don't worry about your own business. -there is no door to open

cold mountain

since the music is flat and the road is alive, there are many wild things in the caves, often accompanied by white clouds.

if there is a road that can't pass through the world, who can climb without heart? The stone bed sits alone at night, and the full moon is on the cold mountain.

A good bird knows what I want

A heavy book is set up in the afternoon window, which makes me feel like a virtual all of my heart.

A good bird knows what I want, and cries to the fullest. -Take a big break, Zhong Qian

Look at the flowing water and sit and watch the clouds

Stay idle and have nothing to comment on, smell the fragrance,

When you sleep, you are hungry for tea and have food. Look at the flowing water and sit and watch the clouds. -The nunnery wants to

live in the mountains

build a hut at the foot of the forest, and it's natural to call it where you live. The pine wind breaks the dream, and the water in the stream is quiet and empty.

the old flowers in spring are still charming, but the residual leaves in autumn are not sparse. The night is infinite, and Dongling is born in the month. -Danxia Zichun

Unification

Nie Luda (Chile)

All the leaves are this one

All the flowers are this one

It is a lie

Because all the fruits are the same

All the trees are nothing more than one

The whole earth is a flower

- Being like a mirror platform

sweeping the Buddha from time to time, where does it cause dust

There is no tree in the bodhi of the sixth ancestor, and the mirror platform is not

empty, where does it cause dust

to cross the Kongtong Mountain

and cut through the roots of clouds? Zen habitat is far away in the blue sky. Rock piercing through snow is cold. When the moon arrives, the Zen mind is empty.

it's too old to seal cigarettes with stubborn stones. The setting sun pours into the rain. Monks don't remember human affairs. It is said that there is a wind in the wind.

Wutai Mountain

The famous mountain wins almost from the sky. Ten thousand bodhisattvas live in five stations. A thousand-year-old monk settled in the snow. A lucky cloud □ first time.

what a wonderful golden cool world. Music is also full of wisdom. How much is three before and after? I like the teacher's actions and don't come.

stay in Erhai Lake at night

I haven't made a sea trip for several years. Take a boat ride in the wind tonight. Like an arrow piercing a huge wave. Such as frost and bright moon reflecting high autumn.

The bells chimed intermittently in Sui and Tang temples. Fishermen sing canglang ludizhou. I want to ask about the war in the former dynasty. I'm afraid I'll be scared to death.

sending Miao Yan to join the Senate

makes people return to their names. I knew that I was stationed in tin in Hang Cheng. Twenty-year-old Qikuo Music Book. The thoughts of the two places have increased.

Zen friends and participants are the boss. Solitary management fee. When will we gather in Torinji again? Re-evaluate poetry carefully.

The plum blossom is on the day after the winter solstice.

There are countless cycles of heaven. One yang first recovers three talents. Plum blossoms spread letters between people early. The flying piano was ashed when the pipe was closed.

according to the waiting time, you should know that the yin has passed. Zhan Yun can determine the future of Thailand. So silent in the open air. Unique Zen Buddhists Relieve My Feelings

The night talk of people in the Huxi spring in Xiamen

The stream connects with the sea and forces the void. A cliff path leads. The mountains are heavy. In the picture. I'm in the fog.

the lujiang river is paved with white on a quiet moon. Snow-capped maple is red with high frost. I feel more public and elegant. Brew tea's words are endless. 5. Poems about Buddhist scriptures

1. Self-beautiful three-inch tongue, transformed in one day, tossed and swallowed, then painful and regretful, no one can release.

2. Giving alms while living is like shooting an arrow at the void. When the power is exhausted, the arrow still falls, which makes the afterlife unhappy.

3. All the behaviors are impermanent.

4. All lines are normal, and nothing is wrong; You are careless in everything, that is, there is no line and no line.

5. Since all beings don't reach a true Dharma realm, they only know all aspects of Dharma, so they have the disease of clinging to each other.

6. Forgiving others means leaving room in your heart for maneuver.

7. Different fates lead to different opinions. It is normal that some people like you and some people don't like you. Can you influence others? Take care of your heart, don't cling to it.

8. When you are poor, you should give alms with your body, such as sweeping the floor, sprinkling water and moving things. This is also a kind of alms.

9. It's really like Buddha's nature. It's not ordinary, it's troublesome and dusty, and it's not like it. How can it wash the obstacles away?

1, really guilty, often silent, virtuous people use their hearts, pure good without evil. 6. The poem about "Cloud"

On the mountain, the wind blows, and the cranes sound in blowing sheng, while the predecessors look at the Cui Yun screen.

Penglai is looking for Yaochi Road in vain, but there is a curtain pavilion on earth.

Luo Zhi fans are always like clouds, and fine grass is like a butterfly skirt.

when you bid farewell to the white emperor, you can return it in a day in Jiangling.

when I questioned your pupil, under a pine-tree, "My teacher," he answered, "went for herbs".

but toward which corner of the mountain, how can I tell, through all these clouds?.

There are people in Bai Yunsheng, where the stone path in Hanshan Mountain is oblique.

stop and sit in the maple grove late, and the frost leaves are redder than the February flowers.

a good rain knows the season, and spring happens. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.

the wild trails are all dark, and the river boats are all bright. Look at the red and wet place, and the flowers are heavy in Jinguan City.

all the birds fly high, and the lonely clouds go to leisure alone. You look at me, I look at you, between each other two, only me and the eyes of jingting mountain mountain.

Although Jianghan is vast in clouds, it is not difficult to cross by boat. The quicksand is hard to walk, and the horse's foot often returns.

whenever I am a guest, I am invited to seek a gentleman. If you see the idle fu, you have never heard of it.

I also know that the neighboring market is like a noisy atmosphere. But smile from generation to generation, why hide the white clouds.

it is small to rely on Boshan alone. Green mist flies around all over. I'm afraid I'll learn from the clouds and make spring dawn on the balcony. Chunxiao. Chunxiao. The yard is full of greenery and grass

The moon is lonely in Wan Li, Qing Di, and all the clouds are swept away.

it's a fine autumn night in my house, so I don't need help when I get on the bridge.

Li Bai

Sauvignon Blanc, in Chang 'an.

Luo Wei Qiu Tijin well field, a thin frost glistens like little mirrors on my cold mat.

the high lantern flickers; and deeper grows my longing, I lift the shade and, with many a sigh, gaze upon the moon and

single as a flower, centred from the clouds. Above, I see the blueness and deepness of sky,

below, I see the greenness and the restlessness of water. Heaven is high, earth wide; bitter between them flies my sorrow,

can I dream through the gateway, over the mountain?. Sauvignon Blanc destroys the heart and soul

the bright moon lifts from the Mountain of Heaven, in an infinite haze of cloud and sea.

and the wind, that has come a thousand miles, beats at the Jade Pass battlements.

a seafaring visitor will talk about Japan, which waters and mists conceal beyond approach.

but Yueh people talk about Heavenly Mother Mountain, still seen through its varying deeps of cloud.

step by step, [3] I heard the news.

Yan said goodbye to the monk and bowed his head to salute the white clouds.

I shall think of you in a floating cloud, so in the sunset think of me.

we wave our hands to say good-bye, and my horse is neighing again and again.

it is hard to go, it is hard to go, many roads, are now in peace.

I will mount a long wind some day and break the heavy waves, and set my cloudy sail straight and bridge the deep, deep sea.

There are too many poems written by China, no less than 8,.

What's downstairs is really despicable. I'll add a few more words.

Du Mu

The spring breeze is the most graceful, and the sunrise is in the west of Liu Cun.

Jiao Yunguang occupies the cave, while Jian Shuiming divides the stream.

the blue clouds are calm, and the egrets are thick-hearted.

the seven wonders of the cloud

if you look at the cloud head all day and don't look back, you will seem to have no talent without heart.

Poor Glory-Pian Yu, where does Wan Li come from on sunny days?

where is the water gurgling in the fairy boat?

The wind and shadows on Liu 'an gradually fade away, making your home seem like a wild place to live.

Clouds and waters are still admirable, and you can sing freely. 7. There are

too many poems about Buddhism.

Appreciating the Classic Zen Poems, the five-character Zen poem is a bodhi tree, and its heart is like a mirror platform. Wipe it frequently, so as not to make it dusty.

Bodhi has no trees, and the mirror is not a platform. There was nothing, so there was no dust.

Dongshan and Xiling are green, but it's sunny when it rains. I'd like to ask you something more. A dove gives birth to an eagle.

when you lead a donkey to drink river water, your nose blows waves. Shoe on the shore, mouth in the water.

Hoe with bare hands and ride a buffalo on foot. People cross the bridge, and the bridge does not flow.

unlock the golden lock in the secret room, and let go at a leisurely pace. . Blow a flute without holes.