Guiyue's poems include the following:
"Seventy-Eight Stanzas"
Nobita and his son Xu Yongrong, the news spread to Jie Kong.
The old toad sleeps in the cold, and the red and osmanthus moon is hazy.
"Living in Kaiyuan Jingshe, Rewarding Xue Xiucai and Seeing Yi"
My confidant is depressed and trusts Lu Shen, Maoling supports the sick and lies in the west forest. The living room is quiet with the lotus wind blowing, and the pine laurel moon is deep in the monastery. When the clear dew falls, it hurts my temples, and the white clouds return to my hometown and remind me of my hometown.
I still remember the poems about Lianjun, and I recited them every night in the empty house.
"Mo Yaotang visited the Sujian Temple but failed to meet him"
Moji ordered him in the past, but today, who knows how to be grateful.
Concentrate on the body outside the sentence, and discuss the hidden meaning before speaking.
The pine breeze clears the universe, and the laurel moonlight illuminates the universe.
Although there is nowhere to go when you leave the house, it is like keeping the door closed in silence.
"Wing Chun Wind"
Moving the Earth Sutra does not harm the heaven and earth, where can high emotions and graceful charm live. Support the sparrows as they go to heaven, and destroy the willows and flowers as they go crazy. Winding around the laurel moonlight, I passed ten thousand households, and sailed across Sanxiang in the clear evening.
Although Gu Yun was an innocent person, he was sent to the Imperial City on the pretext of being educated.
"Three Poems to the Doctor"
It is difficult to meet when we are separated.
Occasionally, the clear light comes again, and the pines, wind, and laurel moonlight hit people with a cold feeling.
"With those who observe meditation"
The clear and empty space leads to the awakening field, and there is a section of original light in front of the body.
The solitary Zen is just like a pallet, and the silent lighting is like a wall.
In the autumn light there is snow on both sides of the reeds, and in the cold night the laurel moon is full of frost.
The distance is like a journey home, the wild goose is low and the sun is setting.
"Shui Tiao Ge Tou, in June of Gengchen, traveled to Yuhua Valley and returned to Shaoyi Temple"
In Chinese, he composed immortal lyrics for it, which is recorded here. Dreaming about entering the quiet space of Yunshan Palace. Luan? The same couple is a mandarin and a phoenix. The laurel moon shines brightly at night. The distractions of the world turn into a clamor. The drunken flying star controls the whip and golden scorpion. The Eight Immortals wander in pursuit of truth. Turtle, jade, and hoof are forty autumns. Mo Xiao's note is that people need to ask for it. Looking for a sword is like a carving boat with laughter. Yangsui is not a place without deer. Since Yuanding, Kunqiu has been empty. Dongjing's crown and belt repair was in vain. Eat with pine, drink with bamboo, and enjoy the mirage. Songding sits and laughs with a vertical hook. Liu Youzhou should only be ashamed. He also mentioned that those who have known good friends have no regrets about leaving traces.
There is a palace in Yunshan, a majestic jade flower in autumn. What year is Luan? Together, we have a clear dream and enter the real world. If you look closely at the Yuan Ding in the poem, it looks like a small east well, with a crown and a belt like Kunqiu. The wind and rain ruined the walls and bowls, and the dragons and dragons were lost when they were drunk. Asking about the immortal poetry, I am ashamed of Youzhou. Where is the good friend, and for whom are these words left? There is a bright moon in the blue sky in the world, and the white sun in the world of mortals, I am also overwhelming. He smiled and brushed his clothes away, sitting on the hanging hook on top of the mountain. In the previous temples, because I passed the Young Aunt Temple, I walked around the verandahs and found poems written by ancient immortals on the walls.
However, in the first chapter, there is a straight and fierce husband tone, and there is no doubt that he will not forget it until his death, and there is no doubt that he can speak this language. Viewers should not doubt the fairy tales based on the changes in style from ancient to modern times. Alas, the fairy mountain is unknown to the world. I saw the three of them now, how could it be accidental? Then I would like to leave some traces of you, so as to share the last thoughts of my close friends. Hunyuan Leiyuan title.