Cangyang gyatso's poems on snow 1. Snow Poems by Cangyang Jiacuo
Title: "That Day"
Author: Cangyang Jiacuo
Original text:
On that day, I closed my eyes in the fragrant fog of the temple and suddenly heard the truth in your chanting. That January, I shook all the prayer wheels, not to cross, but to touch your fingertips.
That year, I kowtowed on the mountain road, not to see you, but to stick to your warmth.
At that time, I turned the landscape into a stupa, not to repair the afterlife, but to meet you on the road. At that moment, I raised my horse not to beg for happiness, but to wait for your arrival.
On that day, the Mani Pile was built not for Xiu De, but to throw stones at the Heart Lake. In January that year, I shook all the prayer tubes, not to cross over, but to touch your fingertips.
That year, I kowtowed on the mountain road, not to see, but to keep your warmth.
Extended data:
Cangyang Jiacuo's poems show his love and hate, bitterness and joy, action and thinking, feeling and enlightenment in his short and legendary life, which to some extent reflects his desire to pursue a free and beautiful life. The theme is positive and profound, and the characteristics of its ideological content mainly include:
1, bold realism. Cangyang Jiacuo is a religious leader, but he dares to write his own practical actions, inner feelings and life ideals, breaks through the shackles of religion on human nature, boldly challenges traditional forces, and shows great courage.
2. Sincere feelings. Most of Cang Yang Jia CuO's poems describe the love between men and women. There are shyness when I first met, joy of two of a kind, regret of missing the good opportunity, firmness of vows of eternal love and resentment of betrayal, which fully express the author's eager desire and sincere pursuit of love life.
3. Profound philosophy. Many of Cangyang Jiacuo's poems sum up rich philosophy of life while narrating, which is popular and profound and enlightens readers.
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2. The poem about snow only needs ten sentences.
Snow in poetry
1. (Wang Wei: Hunting)
2. We chased them, the burden of horses was light, and there was snow on our bows and swords. (Lu Lun: "Xia Sai Qu")
3. Knowing from afar is not snow, because there is fragrance. (Wang Anshi: Plum Blossom)
4. A boat, a bamboo cloak, an old man fishing in the cold Jiang Xue. (Liu Zongyuan: "Jiang Xue")
5. Chai Men smells dogs barking, and returns to people in the snowy night. (Liu Changqing: "Master of Furong Mountain in Every Snow")
6. Qinghai Changyun Dark Snow Mountain, and the lonely city overlooks Yumenguan. (Wang Changling: "Seven Military Services")
7. I will cross the Yellow River, but the ice will suffocate and the ferry will climb the snowy Taihang Mountain. (Li Bai: "Difficult to Go")
8. Thousands of miles away in Huang Yun, the sun is shining and the north wind is blowing snow. (Gao Shi: "Don't be big")
9. The window contains autumn snow in Xiling, and it is at the gate of Wu Dong Wan Li boating. (Du Fu: "Jueju")
10. The north wind rolled up the white grass and blew it away, and the snow in August swept across the Tatar sky. (Cen Can: "Snow White Farewell to Tian Shuji's Song of Wu Going Home")
Ten whole sentences ~
3. All the poems of Cangyang Jiacuo
Cang Yang Jia Cuo's Complete Poems Cang Yang Jia Cuo's Poems 1 I asked the Buddha's ancestor: Why don't you give all women a face of shame? Buddha said: It was just a flash in the pan. Nothing is so beautiful as to blind the secular eyes. I gave it to every woman, but someone painted it gray. I asked Buddha: Why are there so many regrets in the world? Buddha said: This is a whirling world, full of regrets and no regrets. No matter how much happiness I give you, I won't feel happy. I asked Buddha Zu: How can people stop feeling lonely inside? Buddha said: Every heart is born lonely and incomplete. Most people spend their lives with this deformity, but they have missed it because they met the other half who can make it perfect, or they have lost their qualification to own it. I asked Buddha Zu: What should I do if I meet someone I can love, but I'm afraid I can't grasp it? Buddha said: how many feelings to leave in the world, how to meet the vicissitudes of the world and have a lover, do happy things without asking whether it is robbery or fate. I asked Buddha: How can I be as wise as you? Buddha said: Buddha is a man who has been here before, and man is the future. Buddha divides everything in the world into ten realms: Buddha, Bodhisattva, Sound, Ambition, Heaven, Asura, Man, Beast, Hungry Ghost and Hell. Heaven, Asura, man, beast, hungry ghost, hell. For six sentient beings; All six sentient beings have to go through the cycle of cause and effect, from which they can experience pain.
In the process of suffering, only by understanding the true meaning of life can we achieve eternal life. Phoenix, Nirvana Buddha said that there are eight difficulties in life: birth, old age, illness, death, love of parting, long-standing resentment, hard to get and hard to let go.
Buddha said: life is made by oneself, and life is born by heart. Everything in the world changes, the heart does not move, everything does not move, the heart does not change, and everything does not change. Buddha said: meditation, meditation. A flower is the world and a leaf is the Buddha. In spring, flowers are green, and in autumn, leaves fall. Infinite prajnaparamita is free, and words are silent and natural.
Buddha said: All Dharmas are born of life. Accidental meeting and sudden looking back doomed each other's lives, just for the moment when their eyes met. Origin and extinction, fate is empty.
I used to be as naive as you. Buddhism says that a person's enlightenment has three stages: "exploration, letting go and being at ease." Indeed, a person must let go before he can feel at ease.
I asked Buddha Zu: Why does it always snow when I am sad? Buddha said: Winter is almost over, so leave some memories. I asked Buddha zu: Why does it always snow at night and I don't care? Buddha said: people always miss a lot of real beauty inadvertently. I asked Buddha Zu: Will it snow in a few days? Buddha said: don't just stare at this season and miss this winter. There is also a widely circulated poem in Cangyang Gyatso: First, it is best not to meet each other, so you can't fall in love. Second, it is best not to know each other, so that you can not miss each other.
Third, it's best not to accompany you, so you don't owe each other. Fourth, it is best not to cherish each other, so that you can not remember each other.
Fifth, it is best not to fall in love, so as not to dislike each other. Sixth, it is best not to face each other, so there is no need to meet.
Seventh, it is best not to make mistakes, so as to make mistakes. Eighth, it is best not to promise each other, so you can not continue.
Ninth, it's best not to depend on each other, so you don't have to lean together. Tenth, it's best not to meet each other, so we don't have to be together.
But we met as soon as we met, but we never met when we met. Andrew and Jun are absolutely in harmony, so they won't teach life and death to be lovesick.
That day-that day in Cangyang Jiacuo, I closed my eyes in the fragrant fog of the temple and suddenly heard the truth in your chanting; That January, I shook all the prayer tubes, not to cross, but to touch your fingertips; That year, I kowtowed and climbed on the mountain road, not to see you, but to keep your warmth; At that time, I turned the landscape into a stupa, not to repair the afterlife, but to meet you on the road. In January, I gently turned all the prayer tubes, not to cross, but to touch your fingerprints; That year, I kowtowed and hugged the dust, not for the Buddha, but for your warmth; At that time, I searched all over the mountains, not to repair the afterlife, but to meet you on the road; It was only that night that I forgot everything, abandoned my faith and reincarnation, just because the rose that once cried in front of the Buddha had already lost its former glory-look, look, look-Cangyang Jiacuo, or look at me, I have no sadness or love there, or I have no love there, or I have no love there. Or don't follow me, my hand is in your hand, don't give up, come to my arms or let me live in your heart. Silent love, silent joy 1 rising from the top of the mountain in the east, the face of an unmarried girl always emerges in my heart. The seedlings planted last year have all become stalks this year, and the young people are getting old at once, more bent than the southern bow. South bow: a bow made in southern Tibet. My beloved, if my lifelong companion, is like a treasure fished from the bottom of the sea. Everyone you meet on the road smells intoxicating. I'm worried that the prince in white (this is a word) I found will be lost in the distance again. * Wang Zong (this is a word): Songershi (a kind of gem) is generally green, and the transparent one in the green is called White Prince (this is a word). After the flowering season, the jade bee feels melancholy and falls in love. I'm not sad either. 6. The angel of frost and cold wind on Achnatherum splendens is the angel of cold wind that separates bees and flowers: the wind in late autumn. 7. The swan lingered in the pond and wanted to stay a little longer, but the ice on the lake made me feel cold and disheartened. Although the ferry was heartless, he looked back at the ungrateful man but didn't look back at me. Horsehead: Tibetan wooden bows usually have a backward-facing wooden horse head. 9 written in small black letters, the water will be gone as soon as it is flushed. No matter how hard you rub it, you can't erase the small black print on the cover of 10. It won't pour out your heart. Please put the mark of shame and honesty on your heart. 1 1 In the face of Dade Lama's pleading for directions, you can't help running to your lover's place. The face of a meditation Lama is hard to look like the face of an unwanted lover, but his heart is bright. 13 If you miss her, you will become a Buddha in your life. 14 Ask your beloved: Would you like to be a close partner? Answer: Unless we die, we will never part! 15 It is not surprising that the treasure is in your own hands, but once it is returned to others, it is full of anger. 16 girls are not born to their mothers. Do they grow on peach trees? Why does your love wither faster than peach blossoms? 17 Are girls who have been in love since childhood descendants of wolves? Although living together and falling in love, I still want to escape to the mountains. 18 wild horses can catch their lovers with lassos when they run to the mountains. Once they change their minds, their power will be hard to capture. 19 If you don't always think about impermanence and death, you will have the wisdom of the world.
4. Poems about "Snow"
1. Li Zhen in the Snow by Don Wang Wei.
The snow is full of buildings, and it is not expected.
There are thousands of families in Chang 'an. Where is the gold?
2. "Winter Night Memories of Hu Jushi's Home" Tang
The colder it is, the louder it is. At dawn, I look at my aging face in the mirror for the first time. Hearing the wind blowing through the window, Zhu Cong shook the window and pushed open the door to see the snow-capped mountains.
The drifting air makes the long alley quiet, and the snow-covered snow scene makes people realize the spacious leisure in the yard. Excuse me, how are you at home? It must be calm, and it's still tight to live in Chai Men.
3. "Xi Zusan's Stay" Tang Wangwei
Luoyang guest dismounted in front of the door and brushed his clothes. Don't waste your old friend's car, cover your door more in life.
Pedestrians go back to the deep alley, but the snow is still shining. Where did the people who wore the same robe from childhood get the high car?
4. Spring Snow in Qinyuan (1936.02)
Look at what the northern countries have shown: a hundred miles of frozen Go; Thousands of miles of snow.
Behold! Within and without the Great Wall, the boundless land is clad in white. And up and down the Yellow River, all the endless waves are lost to sight.
The mountains are like dancing silver snakes, and the highlands are like advancing wax elephants, all trying to match the sky in height.
It must be sunny, wrapped in red makeup, especially enchanting.
There are so many beautiful women in this country,
Attract countless heroes to compete.
Unfortunately, Qin Shihuang, Han Wudi, literary talent is slightly inferior; Emperor Taizong, Song Taizu, slightly less civil servants.
Genghis Khan, the hero of the throne, only knows how to draw a bow and shoot arrows.
The past is the past. Calculate romantic figures. Look at the present.
A song "Snow White" sent Tian Shuji Wu home.
The north wind swept across the earth and messed up Pennisetum, and the weather in August will be covered with heavy snow.
Suddenly, like a night wind blowing, like a pear tree in blossom.
Snowflakes fell into the curtains and wet them. The fur was not warm and the gold cup was too thin.
The general used cold hands to protect his hands. The armored steel was too cold to wear.
The desert freezes over/kloc-0.000 feet, with a crack, and the sky is full of darkness and melancholy.
In the manager's account, this wine is a farewell party, and the Huqin Pipa flute ensemble adds luster to this entertainment.
In the evening, in front of the headquarters gate, heavy snow fell, the red flag froze, and the wind could not drag.
Luntai East Gate, welcome to the capital. Go, the mountain road is covered with snow.
I haven't seen you in the winding mountain road, leaving only a row of horseshoe prints.
Hong Sheng's Looking at Snow;
Cold color lonely village dusk, hate Taiwan four wild smell.
The stream is deeply uncomfortable with snow, and the mountains are frozen and cloudless.
Seagulls and herons can't tell when they fly, but Sha Ting looks at them.
There are some trees in the wild bridge, which are not white.
Jiang Xue of Liu Zongyuan:
There are no birds flying over those mountains, and there are no traces of people in those paths.
A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice.
Bai Juyi s Snow at Night;
This night, the pillow was ice, which surprised me. I saw the light snow outside the window.
It's late at night until it snows heavily, because you can hear the sound of bamboo branches breaking from time to time.
"Yong Xue" Luo Wangbin
On the leaves of Longyun jade, crane snowflakes bloom.
Shadows blow in disorder, and jade and horse gold are sold out.
Including huiming lithography, the hidden trace indicates the auspicious wheel.
You can't marry an orchid, but you will go around spring.
Snow Wu Jun.
The breeze shook the trees, and fine snow fell under the curtain.
The air is like fog, and it condenses like a flower.
I didn't see Yang, but I saw Gui Zhibai.
No tears, no humanity, what's good about lovesickness?
Yong Xue Fu Cha
It snowed for ten days in Beijing, and everyone was full.
Hu er tried to sweep lightly, leaving a bright little window.
Yong Xue Hua Fei
At the end of the year, the willow flowers in the south of the Yangtze River and the flowers outside Yuhang Gate compete for hair.
Qian Shan is still green and has pity on frosty leaves, and it turns white and blue overnight.
I went out to embroider at dawn and went straight through the screen window with the smell of smoke.
Around the curtain, clothes are falling, hands are in a daze and warm.
Suddenly, I remembered that I was across the sea from people, and I hated the world.
Your life is too short. When will I meet you? Peach leaves look at the sunset.
5. Ask for three poems about snow
Xue Jiang
* Liu Zongyuan
There are no birds flying over those mountains, and there are no traces of people in those paths.
A boat, a bamboo cloak, fishing alone in the cold snow.
Xue Mei
* Lu Meipo
Xue Mei refused to surrender for spring, and the poet pavilion commented on the pen fee.
The snow in Mei Xu Xun is three points white, but the snow has lost a kind of plum fragrance.
Xue Mei
* Lu Meipo
Plum without snow without spirit, snow without poetry.
The sunset poem is full of snow all day, and Mei is ten springs.
A song of snow sent Tian Shuji Wu home.
* Cen Can
The north wind swept the ground, the white grass was torn off, and eight In the snow crossed the Tatar sky.
Suddenly, like a night wind blowing, like a pear tree in blossom.
Snowflakes fell into the curtains and wet them. The fur was not warm and the gold cup was too thin.
The bow became stiff and almost impossible to pull out, and the metal of the armor condensed on people.
The desert freezes over/kloc-0.000 feet, with a crack, and the sky is full of darkness and melancholy.
In the manager's account, this wine is a farewell party, and the Huqin Pipa flute ensemble adds luster to this entertainment.
In the evening, in front of the headquarters gate, heavy snow fell, the red flag froze, and the wind could not drag.
Luntai East Gate, welcome to the capital. Go, the mountain road is covered with snow.
I haven't seen you in the winding mountain road, leaving only a row of horseshoe prints.
Feng Furong Changqing
The setting sun is far away, the weather is cold and the house is poor.
Chai Men heard dogs barking and went home on a snowy night.
6. Poems about snow
Qinyuanchun wormwood
1February 936
Northland scenery,
Thousands of miles of ice,
It snows in Wan Li.
Looking inside and outside the Great Wall,
Only Yu Yu is arrogant;
Upstream and downstream of the river,
I lost my mind.
Mountain dancing silver snake,
The original wax figure,
Want to compete with the weather.
It must be sunny,
Look at that red dress,
Particularly enchanting?
There are so many beautiful women in this country,
Attract countless heroes to compete.
Cherish the martial arts of Qin Huang,
Slightly lost literary talent;
Tang zong song zu,
Slightly coquettish.
A generation of tianjiao,
Genghis Khan,
I only know how to shoot an eagle with a bow.
It's all gone,
Count romantic figures,
Still watching now?
7. Cang Yang Jia CuO Poems
1. He is the sixth Dalai Lama, so his poems are written in Tibetan.
2. His poems were first translated into Chinese and published in English in 1930. Later, many people translated them, and there were more than a dozen versions in different languages.
3. Ina Zhu Ziyan (I personally like this one), Cangyang Jiacuo-Zhang Yong (Tibetan), Cangyang Jiacuo Love Song-Wu Hongfei (Tibetan), Passers-by Love Song-Wanma Sanzhi, Dongna Mountain Top-Tanjing//Wanma Sanzhi, with or without Luo Zhongxu.
In fact, as far as his poems are concerned, I like to ask Buddha and the Ten Commandments ~ ~! Hey hey.
I hope it helps you, thank you!