1. Poems about White Horse Temple
"White Horse Temple" Era: Modern Author: Lao She Zhongzhou was originally a good land, and the white horse came carrying the scriptures.
The wild crane hears the first rock, and the bright glow shines on the ancient platform. The sparse bells and the tombs are silent, and thousands of lotuses bloom in a dream.
The chaos of the present day is still the same as in the past. Burn incense to understand the Buddha's mourning. "Poetry of White Horse Temple" Year: Song Dynasty Author: Li Xianyi The Han River flows over the Gao River, meandering towards Chu Mountain and Xiu Mountain.
The Hengmen Gate covers half of the foothills, and the flying vines are towering. The high forest opens up to the Chinese trees, and the twin springs force the Yao Zun into the open.
Turtles and fish slurp in the water, and cows and horses swim in the water. I live outside the Guan Pass, so this plan will come true in the spring.
The fragrance of water chestnuts and ginseng are mixed, and the ginseng skills of Yi Nuo are outstanding. Part 1 of Xingyinchi, let’s pour the brew into the pot.
"Visiting the White Horse Temple" Year: Song Dynasty Author: Zhang Lei Qiulin turns to the cliffs, and leaves fall as you step on them. There are dense bamboos on the road and towering feathers in the forest.
The fine house is hidden in the deep dock, and the gate is open, the platform is wide and the hall is wide. The fruits are hanging in the frost, and the trees are strong in the cold.
The room is deep, the lights are warm, and the drink is quite hearty. The cold night is deep in the mountains, and the white moon is rising slightly over the mountains.
Going south from Tianming Temple, the road is narrow and narrow. The forest path suddenly breaks, and the shallow stream is more than ten feet wide.
Bengben is surrounded by rocks of different sizes. Pills and pills are lined up in the rows, and they are scattered in rows and jars.
Mingquan walks through the stone rift, and the contact is clear. The noisy competition is flying and rinsing, sending diarrhea or pingyang.
I gather my friends in groups and plant my stick when I am tired. Strange rats and stone crabs were seen along the pine.
Travel deeply and keep your eyes and ears quiet. Who will give in when you are in danger? The cold couplet is shaded by old trees, and the warm value is red cliff.
The autumn light falls on the plains, and the dusk birds sing in the green mountains. Wandering and returning to the unknown, I feel sad before I want to leave.
Glossy beams and ferns, good or bad, whatever you like. When they are satisfied with both, they will be full of boredom and hopelessness.
You know the joy of mountains and forests, how can you be a hermit? If I don't do anything, I'll do it if I'm dry.
Not to mention benevolence and righteousness, this is the measure of sages. I am depressed and addicted, but I can be strong if I am not stubborn. 2. Describe the poem of White Horse Temple
Hello friends! The descriptions include: "White Horse Temple" Era: Modern Author: Lao She Zhongzhou was originally a good land, and white horses carried scriptures.
The wild crane hears the first rock, and the bright glow shines on the ancient platform. The sparse bells and the tombs are silent, and thousands of lotuses bloom in a dream.
The chaos of the present day is still the same as in the past. Burn incense to understand the Buddha's mourning. "Poetry of White Horse Temple" Year: Song Dynasty Author: Li Xianyi The Han River flows over the Gao River, meandering towards Chu Mountain and Xiu Mountain.
The Hengmen Gate covers half of the foothills, and the flying vines are towering. The high forest opens up to the Chinese trees, and the twin springs force the Yao Zun into the open.
Turtles and fish swim in the water, and cows and horses swim in the water. I live outside the Guan Pass, so this plan will come true in the spring.
The fragrant water chestnuts and ginseng show off their skills. Part 1 of Xingyinchi, let’s pour the brew into the pot.
"Visiting the White Horse Temple" Year: Song Dynasty Author: Zhang Lei Qiulin turns to the cliffs, and leaves fall as you step on them. There are dense bamboos on the road and towering feathers in the forest.
The fine house is hidden in the deep dock, and the gate is open, the platform is wide and the hall is wide. The fruits are hanging in the frost, and the trees are strong in the cold.
The room is deep, the lights are warm, and the drink is quite hearty. The cold night is deep in the mountains, and the white moon is rising slightly over the mountains.
Going south from Tianming Temple, the road is narrow and narrow. The forest path suddenly breaks, and the shallow stream is more than ten feet wide.
Bengben is surrounded by rocks of different sizes. Pills and pills are lined up in the rows, and they are scattered in rows and jars.
Mingquan walks through the stone rift, and the contact is clear. The noisy competition is flying and rinsing, sending diarrhea or pingyang.
I gather my friends in groups and plant my stick when I am tired. Strange rats and stone crabs were seen along the pine.
Travel deeply and keep your eyes and ears quiet. Who will give in when you are in danger? The cold couplet is shaded by old trees, and the warm value is red cliff.
The autumn light falls on the plains, and the dusk birds sing in the green mountains. Wandering and returning to the unknown, I feel sad before I want to leave.
The anointed beams and weeping ferns, both good and bad, are chosen according to their taste. When they are satisfied with both, they will be full of boredom and hopelessness.
You know the joy of mountains and forests, how can you be a hermit? If I don't do anything, I'll do it if I'm dry.
Not to mention benevolence and righteousness, this is the measure of sages. I am depressed and addicted, but I can be strong if I am not stubborn. 3. Poems describing the White Horse Temple
"Visiting the White Horse Temple" Year: Song Dynasty Author: Zhang Lei The autumn forest turns to the cliffs, and the sound of falling leaves is heard when you step on it.
There are dense bamboos on the road and towering feathers in the forest. The fine house is hidden in the deep dock, and the gate is open, the platform is wide and the hall is open.
The fruits are hanging in the frost, and the trees are strong in the cold. The room is deep, the lights are warm, and the drink is quite hearty.
The cold night is deep in the mountains, and the white moon is slightly rising on the mountains. Going south from Tianming Temple, the road is narrow and narrow.
The forest path suddenly breaks, and the shallow stream is more than ten feet wide. Bengben is covered with rocks, the size of which is not the same.
The pills are in rows, and the pills are falling in rows. Mingquan walks through the stone rift, and the contact is clear.
It is noisy, flying and flushing, sending diarrhea or rippling. The group of friends walks together, and I plant my stick when I am tired.
I saw strange rats and stone crabs along the pine. When you walk deeply, your ears and eyes will be quiet. Who will give in when you are in danger?
The cold couplets are shaded by old trees, and the warm values ??are red cliffs. The autumn light falls on the plains, and the dusk birds sing in the green mountains.
Wandering in the unknown and returning, I feel sad before I want to leave. Gao Liang and Wei Fern, both good and bad, follow your preference.
When you are satisfied with both, you will be full of boredom and hopelessness. Knowing the joy of mountains and forests, how can it be the delusion of a hermit?
If I don’t do anything, I will do it if I am dry. Not to mention benevolence and righteousness, this is the measure of sages.
I feel depressed and addicted, but I can be strong if I am not stubborn. Zhang Lei, also known as Wenqian and Keshan, is known as Mr. Wanqiu and Zhang Youshi.
Because of his majestic appearance and extraordinary stature, people call him the "Fat Immortal". He was born in the first year of Zhihe in the Northern Song Dynasty (1054) and died in the fourth year of Zhenghe (1114) at the age of sixty-one.
He was a Jinshi of Xining, Emperor Shenzong of the Song Dynasty, and served successively as Linhuai Chief Secretary, Writer, and Historical Reviewer. In the early days of Emperor Zhezong's reign, he knew Runzhou through Zhilong Pavilion.
In the early days of Emperor Huizong of the Song Dynasty, he was called Taichang Shaoqing. One of the four bachelors of the Su family.
Among the "Four Scholars of Su School" (Qin Guan, Huang Tingjian, Zhang Lei, Chao Buzhi), the writer who died the latest and was most deeply influenced by Tangyin. 4. Poems describing the White Horse Temple in Luoyang
1. "Staying at the White Horse Temple"
Tang Dynasty: Zhang Ji
The white horse carrying scriptures is empty, and the broken monument is broken Suddenly saw the traces.
The autumn wind blows in the rustling thatched cottage, and the sound of rain all night makes me think.
2. "The Non-discharged Monk of White Horse Temple"
Tang Dynasty: Xu Hun
The Zen hollow mind has become silent, and the world is full of obstacles. When I go to the hospital to see the chief guest, the people in seclusion don’t know.
The temple is noisy and it is difficult to listen to lectures, and the kitchen is far away and it is late to send meals. Luoyang Road outside the wall, when things are endless.
3. "The princes of Tokyo Prefecture and Qi Wuqian and Li Qixiang were sent to stay at Baima Temple"
Tang Dynasty: Wang Changling
Pommel horse went to the east gate, Pei returned Into a lonely boat. The virtuous and powerful people chase each other and send them off, that is, they travel thousands of miles.
The sun sets on the red bank, and the waves in the sky are faintly smoked. A poor official forgets to keep his secrets, and when he gets drunk, he will be flooded and left behind.
Seeing the ancient temple in the bright moonlight, climbing up the tall building outside the forest. The south wind opens the corridor, and the summer nights are like cool autumn.
The moon over the river shines on Wu County, and I return to the west in my dream.
4. "Poetry of the White Horse Temple"
Song Dynasty: Li Lao
The Han River is full of Gao, and the Chu Mountain is meandering.
The Hengmen Gate covers half of the foothills, and the flying vines are towering.
The high forest opens up to the Chinese trees, and the twin springs close to the Yao Zun.
Turtles and fish slurp in the water, and cows and horses swim in the water.
I am living outside the Guan Pass, so this plan will come true in the spring.
The fragrance of water chestnuts and ginseng are mixed, and the ginseng skills of Yi Nuo are outstanding.
Part 1 of Xingyinchi, let’s pour the brew into the pot.
5. "Late Mooring at White Horse Temple"
Song Dynasty: Qin Guan
The misty late rain returned to the pond in darkness, and the trees in the distance could not be discerned.
The characters gradually become sparse and the chimes are broken, and mandarin ducks are sleeping on the bottom of the thin green bushes.
Baima Temple
It is located 12 kilometers east of the old city of Luoyang City, Henan Province, in Baima Temple Town, Luolong District. Founded in the 11th year of Yongping in the Eastern Han Dynasty (AD 68), it is the first ancient temple in China and the world-famous Jialan. It is the first government-run temple built after Buddhism was introduced to China. It has the "ancestral court" and "shiyuan" of Chinese Buddhism. It has a history of more than 1,900 years. The existing ruins and monuments were left over from the Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties. The temple preserves a large number of Yuan Dynasty wrapped dry lacquer statues, such as the Third Buddha, Two Heavenly Generals, and Eighteen Arhats, etc., which are extremely precious. 5. Poems describing the White Horse Temple in Luoyang
1. "Staying at the White Horse Temple" Tang Dynasty: Zhang Ji The white horse carrying scriptures has been empty, and there are traces of broken monuments and temples.
The autumn wind blows in the rustling thatched cottage, and the sound of rain all night makes me think. 2. "The Non-disciplined Monk of White Horse Temple" Tang Dynasty: Xu Hun The empty heart of Zen has become silent, and the world is full of obstacles.
When you come to the hospital, you will see the chief guest, but the people in seclusion don’t know. The temple is noisy to listen to lectures, and the kitchen is far away and it is late to send meals.
Luoyang Road outside the wall, when things are endless. 3. "The Dukes of Tokyo Prefecture and Qi Wuqian and Li Qixiang were sent to stay at Baima Temple" Tang Dynasty: Wang Changling Pommed his horse at the east gate, and Pei returned to his lonely boat.
The wise and powerful chase each other and send them off, that is, they travel thousands of miles. The sun sets on the red bank, and the waves in the sky fade away.
A poor official forgets his skills and will be drowned when he gets drunk. Seeing the ancient temple in the bright moonlight, climbing high buildings outside the forest.
The south wind opens the corridor, and the summer nights are like cool autumn. The moon over the river shines on Wuxian County, and I return to the west in my dream.
4. "Poetry of the White Horse Temple" Song Dynasty: Li Lao The Han River is full of Gao, and the Chu Mountain is meandering. Hengmen covers half of the foothills, with towering layers of flying trees.
The high forest opens up to the Chinese trees, and the twin springs close to the Yao Zun. Turtles and fish are swimming in the water, and cows and horses are swimming in the water.
I am living outside the Guan Pass, so this plan will come true in the spring. The fragrance of water chestnuts and ginseng are mixed, and the ginseng skills of Yi Nuo are outstanding.
Part 1 of Xingyinchi, let’s pour the brew into the pot. 5. "Late Mooring at White Horse Temple" Song Dynasty: Qin Guan The late rain fell darkly into the pond, and the trees in the distance could not be discerned.
The characters gradually become sparse and the chimes are broken, and mandarin ducks are sleeping on the bottom of the thin green bushes. Baima Temple is located 12 kilometers east of the old city of Luoyang City, Henan Province, in Baima Temple Town, Luolong District.
Founded in the 11th year of Yongping in the Eastern Han Dynasty (AD 68), it is the first ancient temple in China and the world-famous Jialan. It is the first government-run temple built after Buddhism was introduced to China. It has the "ancestor" of Chinese Buddhism. It is known as "Ting" and "Shiyuan" and has a history of more than 1,900 years. The existing ruins and monuments were left over from the Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties.
The temple preserves a large number of dry lacquer statues from the Yuan Dynasty, such as the Third Buddha, the Two Heavenly Generals, and the Eighteen Arhats, etc., which are extremely precious. 6. Describe the poem of White Horse Temple
Hello friends! The descriptions include: "White Horse Temple"
Era: Modern Author: Lao She
Zhongzhou was originally a good land, and white horses carried scriptures.
The wild crane hears the first rock, and the bright clouds shine on the ancient platform.
The tombs of the sparse bells are silent, and thousands of lotuses bloom in a dream. The chaos of the past is still present, burn incense and understand the Buddha's mourning.
"Poetry of the White Horse Temple"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Li Lao
The Han River is full of Gao, and the Chu Mountain is meandering. Hengmen covers half of the foothills, with towering layers of flying trees.
The high forest opens up to the Chinese trees, and the twin springs close to the Yao Zun. Turtles and fish are swimming in the water, and cows and horses are swimming in the water.
I am living outside the Guan Pass, so this plan will come true in the spring. The fragrance of water chestnuts and ginseng are mixed, and the ginseng skills of Yi Nuo are outstanding.
Part 1 of Xingyinchi, let’s pour the brew into the pot.
"Visiting the White Horse Temple"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Zhang Lei
The autumn forest turns to layers of cliffs, and the sound of falling leaves is heard when you step on it. There are dense bamboos on the road and towering feathers in the forest.
The fine house is hidden in the deep dock, and the gate is open, the platform is wide and the hall is wide. The fruits are hanging in the frost, and the trees are strong in the cold.
The room is deep, the lights are warm, and the drink is quite hearty. The cold night is deep in the mountains, and the white moon is rising slightly over the mountains.
Going south from Tianming Temple, the road is narrow and narrow. The forest path suddenly breaks, and the shallow stream is more than ten feet wide.
Bengben is surrounded by rocks of different sizes. Pills and pills are lined up in the rows, and they are scattered in rows and jars.
Mingquan walks through the stone rift, and the contact is clear. Noisy competition, flying gargle, diarrhea or pingyang.
I gather my friends in groups and plant my stick when I am tired. Strange rats and stone crabs were seen along the pine.
Travel deeply and keep your eyes and ears quiet. Who will give in when you are in danger? The cold couplet is shaded by old trees, and the warm value is red cliff.
The autumn light falls on the plains, and the dusk birds sing in the green mountains. Wandering and returning to the unknown, I feel sad before I want to leave.
Glossy beams and ferns, good or bad, whatever you like. When they are satisfied with both, they will be full of boredom and hopelessness.
You know the joy of mountains and forests, how can you be a hermit? If I don't do anything, I'll do it if I'm dry.
Not to mention benevolence and righteousness, this is the measure of sages. I am depressed and addicted, but I can be strong if I am not stubborn. 7. Poems describing the White Horse Temple
"White Horse Temple"
Era: Modern Author: Lao She
Zhongzhou was originally a good land, and white horses carried scriptures. The wild crane hears the first rock, and the bright clouds shine on the ancient platform.
The tombs of the sparse bells are silent, and thousands of lotuses bloom in a dream. The chaos of the past is still present, burn incense and understand the Buddha's mourning.
"Poetry of the White Horse Temple"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Li Lao
The Han River is full of Gao, and the Chu Mountain is meandering. Hengmen covers half of the foothills, with towering layers of flying trees.
The high forest opens up to the Chinese trees, and the twin springs close to the Yao Zun. Turtles and fish are swimming in the water, and cows and horses are swimming in the water.
I am living outside the Guan Pass, so this plan will come true in the spring. The fragrance of water chestnuts and ginseng are mixed, and the ginseng skills of Yi Nuo are outstanding.
Part 1 of Xingyinchi, let’s pour the brew into the pot.
"Visiting the White Horse Temple"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Zhang Lei
The autumn forest turns to layers of cliffs, and the sound of falling leaves is heard when you step on it. There are dense bamboos on the road and towering feathers in the forest.
The fine house is hidden in the deep dock, and the gate is open, the platform is wide and the hall is wide. Fruits are hanging from the frost, and the trees are strong from the cold.
The room is deep, the lights are warm, and the drink is quite hearty. The cold night is deep in the mountains, and the white moon is rising slightly over the mountains.
Going south from Tianming Temple, the road is narrow and narrow. The forest path suddenly breaks, and the shallow stream is more than ten feet wide.
Bengben is surrounded by rocks of different sizes. Pills and pills are lined up in the rows, and they are scattered in rows and jars.
Mingquan walks through the stone rift, and the contact is clear. Noisy competition, flying gargle, diarrhea or pingyang.
I gather my friends in groups and plant my stick when I am tired. Strange rats and stone crabs were seen along the pine.
Travel deeply and keep your eyes and ears quiet. Who will give in when you are in danger? The cold couplet is shaded by old trees, and the warm value is red cliff.
The autumn light falls on the plains, and the dusk birds sing in the green mountains. Wandering and returning to the unknown, I feel sad before I want to leave.
The anointed beams and weeping ferns, both good and bad, are chosen according to their taste. When they are satisfied with both, they will be full of boredom and hopelessness.
You know the joy of mountains and forests, how can you be a hermit? If I don't do anything, I'll do it if I'm dry.
Not to mention benevolence and righteousness, this is the measure of sages. I am depressed and addicted, but I can be strong if I am not stubborn. 8. Poems describing the White Horse Temple
"Visiting the White Horse Temple"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Zhang Lei
The autumn forest turns to the cliffs, and the sound of falling leaves is heard when you step on it. .
There are dense bamboos on the road and towering feathers in the forest.
The fine house is hidden in the deep dock, and the gate is open, the platform is wide and the hall is wide.
The fruits are hanging in the frost, and the trees are strong in the cold.
The room is deep, the lights are warm, and the drink is quite hearty.
The cold night is deep in the mountains, and the white moon is slightly rising on the mountains.
Going south from Tianming Temple, the road is narrow and narrow.
The forest path suddenly breaks, and the shallow stream is more than ten feet wide.
Bengben is surrounded by rocks of different sizes.
The pills are in rows, and the pills are falling in rows.
Mingquan walks through the stone rift, and the contact is clear.
It is noisy, flying and flushing, sending diarrhea or rippling.
I gather my friends in groups and plant my stick when I am tired.
I saw strange rats and stone crabs along the pine.
Travel deeply and keep your eyes and ears quiet. Who will give in when you are in danger?
The cold couplets are shaded by old trees, and the warm values ??are red cliffs.
The autumn light falls on the plains, and the dusk birds sing in the green mountains.
Wandering in the unknown and returning, I feel sad before I want to leave.
The anointed beams and weeping ferns, both good and bad, follow one's will.
When you are satisfied with both, you will be full of boredom and hopelessness.
You know the joy of mountains and forests, how can you be a hermit?
If I don’t do anything, I should be dry and haggard.
Not to mention benevolence and righteousness, this is the measure of sages.
I feel depressed and addicted, but I can be strong if I am not stubborn.
Zhang Lei, also known as Wenqian and Keshan, is known as Mr. Wanqiu and Zhang Youshi. Because of his majestic appearance and unusually tall body, people call him the "Fat Immortal". He was born in the first year of Zhihe in the Northern Song Dynasty (1054) and died in the fourth year of Zhenghe (1114) at the age of sixty-one. He was a Jinshi of Xining, Shenzong of the Song Dynasty, and served successively as the chief registrar of Linhuai, the author of the book, and the reviewer of the history museum. In the early days of Emperor Zhezong's reign, he knew Runzhou through Zhilong Pavilion. At the beginning of Emperor Huizong's reign in Song Dynasty, he was called Taichang Shaoqing. One of the four bachelors of the Su family. Among the "Four Scholars of the Soviet Union" (Qin Guan, Huang Tingjian, Zhang Lei, Chao Buzhi), the writer who died the latest and was most deeply influenced by Tang Yin.