Poetry about meditation 1. What poems describe meditation?
1. Looking at the incense burner peak after the rain in Lindong by Miracle in the Tang Dynasty.
In front of the wet monk's window, beside the cold bird path.
Think quietly, find your own way, and hurry around to the spring.
Sunset rain opens the blue wall, and morning sun shines purple smoke.
Elder Elrindo, who remembers that Zen?
2. Sitting still and thinking often is over, and gossip is nothing to blame.
3. bloom is interested, and the moon sets; Winter goes and spring comes, and this life is bright!
4. The wind blows the dust and blows the cold, and the autumn wind helps the leaves fall.
5. Look at the stars and fireworks and look back.
6. Nostalgia is a talent, and Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Min are all * * *.
In the past, according to this kind of life, the quality of the country was good.
8. The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is it frosty already? .
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
9. Sanskrit sounds ethereal,
Into a dust-washing sound.
Where to live in seclusion?
It's hard in the valley.
Everything is predestined,
A few degrees and vulgarity.
Nightmare noisy birds,
Run out of ink.
Poetry and books are worrying,
What's the tone of this word?
The muddy sea finally lost its coast,
I hope bodhi is true.
10. think, but: keep cutting, reasoning is still chaotic!
2. What poems describe meditation?
"Looking at the incense burner peak after the rain in Lindong" In the Tang Dynasty, Qi Jicui was wet by the monk window and the cold bird path.
Think quietly, find your own way, and hurry around to the spring. Sunset rain opens the blue wall, and morning sun shines purple smoke.
Elder Elrindo, who remembers that Zen? Sitting still and thinking often has passed, and chatting is not about people.
Bloom is interested, and the moon sets; Winter goes and spring comes, and this life is bright! The wind is falling, the dust is blowing cold, and the autumn wind is bleak to help the leaves fall. My face is full of stars and fireworks, hoping to remember the past.
Memorizing the past and learning the present are all talents, among those in Tang, Song, Yuan and Ming Dynasties. In the past, according to this life, the quality of the country is good.
The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already? I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
Sanskrit sounds ethereal and becomes a welcome sound. Where to live in seclusion? It's hard in the valley.
Everything is predestined, a few degrees, a few customs. Nightmare noisy birds, all return to pen and ink.
Poetry books are worrying. What is the pronunciation tune? There is no shore in the muddy sea, and may Bodhi be true. Thoughtful, but: cutting constantly, the reason is still chaotic.
3. Poetry about meditation
1, An Chan doesn't need mountains and rivers, but the fire in her heart cools herself.
2. Birds are not surprised when they wear clouds, but the sand and water are still clear. Make him as noisy as the world, make him famous.
3. I brush my teeth with water from a cold well, and clean my mind while brushing my clothes. Lift the Buddhist scriptures leisurely, stroll out of Dongzhai, and recite aloud. -Liu Zongyuan's "Ban Chao Teachers College Morning Reading Zen Sutra"
4. The bamboo whispers that the laundry girl returns, and the lotus leaves lie in front of the fishing boat. Spring spring might as well give it a rest, and the autumn sun can stay on the hills for a long time. -Wang Wei's Autumn Night in the Deep Mountains
5, building a house is under human conditions, there are no horses and chariots. What can you do? The heart is far from being self-centered. -Tao Yuanming's "Building a House by Drinking in a Humanistic Environment"
6, not indifferent, unclear, not quiet, not far away. -Zhuge Liang
7, peace of mind, and no ancient and modern. -Bai Juyi's Night Boat Helps Qin.
8. When you are sick, you will be quiet and have no thoughts. When you are old, you will be idle. -Bai Juyi's Ramadan.
9. The stone room is quiet and the ice pool is full of shadows. -Jia Dao's "Send White Pavilion to Mo Gong"
10, Bodhi has no trees, and the mirror is not a stage. There was nothing, so there was no dust.
1 1, under the east fence of chrysanthemum picking, leisurely see Nanshan. The mountains are getting better and better, and the birds are back. -Tao Yuanming's "Building a House by Drinking in a Humanistic Environment"
12, the sky is high, the clouds are pale and the moon is white, and seagulls know when it is calm-Li Bai's "One of the Supplementary Records of Hanyang"
13, the world has forgotten the true source of this teaching, the person chased by the world. -Liu Zongyuan's "Ban Chao Teachers College Morning Reading Zen Sutra"
14, Guan Cao said he was quiet and reclusive. -Bai Juyi's To Wu Dan