Bamboo and Stone by Zheng Xie
Stand firmly on the green mountains and never relax,
The roots are still in the broken rocks.
Stand strong despite countless blows,
No matter the wind blows from east to west, north to south.
Mo Mei Wang Mian
The trees beside the inkstone washing pond in my house have blooming flowers with faint ink marks.
Don’t let anyone praise you for your good color, just leave the pure energy to fill the universe.
The Song of Lime
Yu Qian
Thousands of hammers were struck out of the mountains,
The fire burned like nothing.
Don’t be afraid of your bones being shattered into pieces,
You must remain innocent in this world.
Yong Song Chen Yi
Heavy snow weighs on the green pine trees, which stand tall and straight.
If you want to know how pure the pines are, wait until the snow melts.
Cicada
Yu Shinan
The hanging crotch drinks the clear dew,
The sound of flowing water flows out of the sparse tung trees.
The loud voice is far away,
It is not the autumn wind.
(Tang Dynasty) Laihu "Cloud"
Thousands of shapes and phenomena have become empty, and the shadows, water and mountains are repeated.
Infinite drought, seedlings are dying, and strange peaks are found in leisurely places.