A winding path leads to a hidden place, and the Buddhist temple is surrounded by branches and flowers.
Here, birds live in the mountain light, and people's hearts feel quiet in the pond.
A thousand voices were silenced by the breath of church bells.
Translation:
Walking into this ancient temple early in the morning, the rising sun reflected the Woods on the mountain.
The path hidden by bamboo forest leads to the depths, and the flowers and trees before and after the meditation room are lush and colorful.
Bright mountain scenery makes birds happier, and the clear pool water makes people feel relaxed and happy.
At this moment, everything was silent, except the sound of ringing the bell.
This poem is about Buddhist temples, expressing the author's seclusion of forgetting the secular world and expressing his feelings for mountains and rivers. The poet climbed the mountain in the morning and entered Xiaofu Temple. The rising sun shone on Shan Ye Woods. Buddhists call the place where monks gather "jungle", so it means to praise Buddhist temples, which shows the feeling of praising Buddhism and metaphor in the scene of lighting up the forest.
Then, the poet crossed the bamboo path in the temple and went deep into the backyard, and found that the meditation room for chanting and worshipping Buddha was deep in the flower forest in the backyard. Such a quiet and wonderful environment makes the poet amazed, intoxicated and ecstatic. He lifted up his eyes and saw the green hills behind the temple being illuminated by the sun, and the birds flying and singing freely; When I walked to the clear pool, I saw the world and my own figure shaking in the water. Zhan Ran was empty and bright, and the worldly distractions in my heart were suddenly washed away.