Answer: There are these Zen poems about burning incense~
1. Burning incense and going out to welcome Pan Yue, I don’t envy the home of Morning Glory and Weaver Girl. ——Yu Xuanji's "Welcoming Li Jinren"
2. The pear blossoms are white and the willow branches are green, and the incense is burning in the closed pavilion and the sound of rain is heard. ——Qiu Yuan's "Three Poems of Cold Food and Rain·Pear Blossoms White and Willow Green"
3. Incense is burning in the forest during the day, and the sweet-scented osmanthus is silent. ——Liu Changqing's "Ji Longshan Taoist Xu Faleng"
4. Just read in the morning behind closed doors, sweep the floor and burn incense until sunset. ——Lu Dongbin's "Quequatrains"
5. Nowadays, in the water station of Xiang, a fishing village, the night is like a year old, burning incense and talking alone. ——Zhou Bangyan's "Yuchi Bei·Lihen"
6. Burning incense into the Lantai, drafting many fragrant words. ——Li Bai's "Gift to the Governor Zhao of Xuancheng"
7. Stay under the long forest in the dark, burning incense and lying on the Yao mat. ——Wang Wei's "Shimen Jingshe in Lantian Mountain"
8. The cloud steps of the Moon Palace are open above, and incense is burned in the palace at night. ——Wang Guowei's "Summer Palace Ci"
9. Burning incense and chanting Tibetan scriptures in the pagoda can make you worship and gaze at the stars. ——Bai Yuchan's "Song of All Dharmas Returning to One"
10. Burn incense and condense into a room, thinking about the city all day long.
——Lu Guimeng's "Autumn Love in the South of the Yangtze River to the People of Huayang Mountain"