Adhere to the castle peak and never relax, the root is broken in the rock. After thousands of tortures and blows, it is still strong, whether it is the southeast wind or the northwest wind in winter, it can bear it and will still be tough and straight.
2, "the title half basin LanRuiTu"
Pot painting Shimada Hanzo, blue painting half contains. No venting, no fear of decay.
3. Jiang Qing
The fog wrapped around the mountain, and the thunder and rain never stopped. Halfway through the sunset, I spit out Wangjianglou.
4.cliff orchids
Cliff thousands of feet, orchids in the sky. There are firewood collectors, so you can't reach out and fold.
5. "Painting Orchids"
The bluegrass has done, and the mountain has profound meaning. Honesty is still self-respecting, so why argue with others?
6.bamboo
Section after section, thousands of branches and leaves. I don't blossom, so I don't tease bees and butterflies.
7. "orchid"
Chunlan has not blossomed in Xia Lan, and everything is reminding people not to stay; After reading all the ups and downs, it is a pot of ang, which is pulled out several times and planted several times.
8. After the Snow in the Mountain
Opening the door in the morning is full of snow, the snow is clear, the clouds are light and the sun is cold. There is no drop of plum blossom frozen on the eaves, which is a kind of loneliness.
9. Painting Bamboo in Wei County in the New Year.
Yazhai lay listening to Little Zhu Xiao, suspecting that it was the voice of the people's sufferings. Some small history of Caozhou County always pays attention to the situation of one branch and one leaf.
10, Ode to Snow
One, two, three or four, five, six, seven, eight and ninety. Thousands of countless pieces, fly into the plum blossom and disappear.
2. Zheng Banqiao's poem "Qinyuanchun"
thank
Flowers are ignorant, the moon is boring, and wine is lifeless.
Cutting peaches ruined his scenery;
Ying Ge cooked it. Help me.
Burning inkstones and books, tapping the piano and painting,
Destroy the article and erase the name.
Xingyang Zheng, born in wooden lattice, begged for food.
It's hard to be colder than cold.
The chair, hat and blue shirt are too thin.
Look at the autumn grass in Pengmen, and break the lane every year;
It is raining outside the window, and the lights are dim every night.
Does God really hate his mouth?
Without a sigh or two?
Crazy, take a hundred pieces of black silk, fine.
3. Ancient poems about Buddha were presented to the monks of Qin.
Too old to pronounce, the moon is loose and the night is cold.
Sad wind and water whimper a lot, but they don't listen to the voice of hope and don't play. -Snow sinus reappears
Send a monk to Jinling.
Winning the swim gives birth to the last trace, which is self-defeating Roll up cold wood and set sail to send clouds.
The flowers in the vase are painted outside, listening to the sound of the waves in the afternoon. Farewell to Shicheng Mingyue, Yi Yi is far away. -Snow sinus reappears
Send it to the rooftop meditation in Bao Yue.
Spring breeze blows away the seamount clouds, so don't leave your neighbors alone at night.
There is no moon in the stone bridge, and I don't know who the moon is. -Snow sinus reappears
Forget it.
Fang Chun doesn't want to come to Zhu Xia. The cicadas and shadows in autumn are inclined.
At night, there was a strong wind in Chai Feili, and the ground was covered with frost and fallen leaves. -throw your son to Yiqing.
The son praises and answers that the full moon is not round.
Yuanque once asked the old man that a stone turtle bites the breeze.
How to cross the wooden horse pond and get out of the sun at midnight? -throw your son to Yiqing.
Baiyun and I know each other best.
Baiyun knows me best. If he lives in the mountains, he will follow me.
Early invasion and wind talk, late to protect Chai Fei. -Zhan Ran Yuancheng.
Plum blossoms are blooming in the snow.
Plum blossoms bloom in the snow, and the fragrance comes at night.
A man was sitting in front of electro luminescent when his nostrils burst. -Hanshan Deqing
Half window pine shadow and half window moon
Half-window pine shadow and half-window moon, a futon and a monk,
After sitting cross-legged in the middle of the night, the moth put out the Buddha lamp. -Wu Shi Qing Liao
Hanshan Deqing
The bottom is clearly at the bow, so don't ask.
But if you can shine at the corner, don't be trapped by dust, master.
Praise the common heart is the way.
There are flowers in spring, moons in autumn, cool breeze in summer and snow in winter.
If you don't mind your own business, this is a good time on earth. -There is no door to open
Hanshan
Because the music is dull, there are many wild things in the cave, often accompanied by white clouds.
If there is a road that is not connected with the world, who can climb it without a heart? Sitting alone in the stone bed at night, the moon is full in the cold mountains.
Good bird knows what I mean.
At noon, the book in front of the window is heavy, knocking on the emptiness in my heart.
Good bird knows what I mean and cries incisively and vividly. -Have a good rest and remain modest
Look at the flowing water and sit and watch the clouds.
There's nothing to comment on in your spare time,
Get up with tea and hunger, you can watch running water and sit and watch clouds. Buddhist nun's desire.
live in a mountain
The foothills of the forest are covered with thatched cottages. They are called homes. The breeze breaks the dream, and the stream is quiet.
Spring flowers are still charming, and autumn leaves are not sparse. The night is infinite, Dongling was born in the month. -Danxia Zichun
unify
Nie Luda (Chile)
All the leaves are this piece.
All flowers are this one.
Change is a lie.
Because all fruits are the same.
All trees are nothing more than one.
The whole earth is a flower.
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Five ancestors worship Buddha
The body is a bodhi tree, and the body is like a mirror.
Sweep the Buddha from time to time, where does the dust come from?
Six ancestors worshipped Buddha
Bodhi has no trees, and the mirror is not a stage.
Nothing. What caused the dust?
Crossing the Kongtong Mountain
Chisel through the root of the cloud. Zen is far away in the blue sky. Rocks that penetrate snow are cold. When the moon comes, the Zen heart is empty.
It's too old to seal cigarettes with stones. Sunset pours in the rain. Monks don't remember human affairs. It is said that there is wind in the wind.
Mount Wutai
Famous mountains are better than the sky. Wan Bodhisattva lives in five stops. A thousand-year-old monk settled in the snow. A lucky cloud □ the first time.
Strange world of gold and cool. Music is also full of wisdom. How much is before and after three? Like the teacher's movements, don't come.
Erhai night park
I haven't traveled to sea for several years. Take a boat by wind tonight. Like an arrow piercing a huge wave. Such as frost and bright moon reflecting high autumn.
The bells of temples in Sui and Tang Dynasties were intermittent. Fisherman sings canglang ludizhou. I want to ask about the war of the former dynasty. I'm afraid I'll be scared to death.
Ji Miao Yan is a psychic.
Let people say their names at the age of 18. I know I am stationed in Hangzhou. Twenty-year-old cool music book. The thoughts of the two places are increasing.
Zen friends are the boss. Separate management fee. When shall we get together again in Torringi? Re-evaluate poetry seriously.
Plums bloom on the second day of winter solstice.
How many cycles are there in heaven? One yang comes first, then three talents. Plum blossoms spread letters from person to person very early. When the pipeline was closed, the flying piano was broken.
You know, Yin has passed by. Zhan Yun can decide the future of Thailand. It's so quiet outdoors. Pre-release of the unique Zen Weng
Night talk of people in Huxi, Xiamen
The stream is connected with the sea, and the air drives the void. A cliff path leads to. The mountain is heavy. In the picture. I am in the fog.
Quiet Lujiang Moon, covered with white. Snow-capped maple trees are red with frost. It feels more popular and elegant. You can't finish making tea.
4. Zheng Banqiao's poetic era: Qing Dynasty.
Author: Zheng Xie
Works: Qin
Content:
Flowers are ignorant, the moon is boring, and wine is lifeless.
Cutting peaches ruined his scenery;
Ying Ge cooked it. Help me.
Burning inkstones and books, tapping the piano and painting,
Destroy the article and erase the name.
Xingyang Zheng, born in wooden lattice, begged for food.
It's hard to be colder than cold.
The chair, hat and blue shirt are too thin.
Look at the autumn grass in Pengmen, and break the lane every year;
It is raining outside the window, and the lights are dim every night.
Does God really hate his mouth?
Without a sigh or two?
Crazy, take a hundred pieces of black silk, fine.
Year: Qing Dynasty
Author: Zheng Xie
Works: After the Snow in the Mountain
Content:
Open the door in the morning, and the mountains are covered with snow.
The snow is clear, the clouds are light and the sun is cold.
Without plum blossom jelly dripping from the eaves,
A kind of loneliness is not idleness.
Year: Qing Dynasty
Author: Zheng Xie
Works: Lanruitu half basin.
Content:
Pot painting Shimada Hanzo, blue painting half contains.
No venting, no fear of decay.
Year: Qing Dynasty
Author: Zheng Xie
Works: Carved bamboo stone
Content:
Adhere to the castle peak and not relax,
Roots were originally in broken rocks;
Hard work and perseverance,
East, west, north and south winds.
5. What are Zheng Banqiao's poems about "orchids"?
Painting more spring breeze is worthless, and a sapphire is half a branch.
Birds in the rising sun forest in the mountains support acacia in February.
The wonderful fragrance on the top of the mountain
Being on the top of Qian Shan, the rock is deep and deep, with strong fragrance.
If there are no idle clouds under your feet, you will not know each other.
Orchids in the mountains
It is this flower that lives in seclusion through the ages, not asking for Wen Da, but asking for misty clouds.
Pick firewood or fear the road, but also take a mountain to build.
Draw orchids
Orchids grow on the top of rocks, and their fragrance floats among rocks, emitting beautiful flowers in prominent rocks and cracks between rocks.
It's not that the clouds are rolling under our feet, but that orchids don't want to ignore them, and they don't know when they will come or when they will leave.
These poems are all descriptions of orchids by Zheng Banqiao (Zheng Kerou), a literati painter in Qing Dynasty.
One night, a thief entered Zheng Banqiao's yard. As an official, Zheng Banqiao was not afraid of stealing, but worried that the thief would knock over his orchid. He was even more worried that the thief would be bitten by the little yellow dog, so he "presented" a poem in the dark: "It's raining late at night, and the gentleman on the beam enters our door." The thief was frightened and was about to hide, but he heard Zheng Banqiao sing, "There are ten thousand volumes of poetry in his belly, but there is no gold or silver at the bedside." The thief understood this and knew it was a hint, so he turned around quickly. Zheng also went on to chant, "Don't scare the yellow-flowered dog when you go out, and don't damage the orchid pot when you cross the wall." The thief was very grateful, so he climbed the wall carefully and went out. He heard a very kind voice: "It's not cold to wear clothes. Catch up with the giant in the moonlight." This poem reflects Zheng Banqiao's sympathy for the "gentleman on the beam" and hatred for the giant. Such earnest exhortation and earnest words really make the thief feel a little warm.
Reward: it's raining, the night is heavy, and the gentleman on the beam enters our door. There are thousands of poems in the belly, but there is no gold and silver at the bedside. Don't be surprised when you go out, and don't damage the basin when you go through the wall. It was not as cold as wearing clothes, so I caught up with the giant in the moonlight.
6. "A large number" of famous sentences about "Buddha" were searched crazily, awakening the world.
Red dust and white waves are boundless, humiliation and burden-bearing, gentleness and gentleness are the magic formula.
Everywhere, time is extended with fate, and time is divided into life.
Don't be ignorant, and don't complain.
Socialize cautiously without regrets, and discuss things patiently.
Never break the crossbow string first. It hurts easily every time I see a steel knife.
Trouble is nothing but gossip, but mostly malicious words.
Don't argue with each other about right and wrong, so there is no need to talk about each other.
"The Origin of the World" has many defects, and its illusion is impermanent.
It doesn't hurt to suffer some losses, and it doesn't hurt to give in by three points.
I only see willow green in spring and chrysanthemum yellow in autumn.
Brilliance is always a night dream, and wealth is still like September frost.
Who can take the place of old illness and life and death and bear the ups and downs?
People boast of their cleverness because of clever plans. God will calmly decide its opinion.
Greedy, hell, fairness and integrity are heaven.
Musk deer died first because of incense, and silkworm died early because of silk.
One dose of Yang Shen Wei Ping powder and two minutes of Qi Erchen decoction.
I lost my heart before I died, but I left a pair of hands after I died.
Worry makes the morning, and life is poor and busy.
Don't fight hard to win, a hundred years of mud is a theater.
In an instant, gongs and drums are loud, and I don't know where my hometown is.
-Master Hanshan
7. The Zen monk came to ask about Buddhism in his poems. Where do I start?
I am me, and I am me.
Where does the Shui Yue Mirror come from?
Which is true or false, please ask Byakki Smoker.
The girl in Emei City, He Shanshan, Zhu Pei. Parrots play before the flowers, and pipa plays under the moon.
In March, Long song rang, and thousands of people watched the short dance. It doesn't have to be like this. Hibiscus is not cold-tolerant.
Peach blossoms want to spend the summer, and the wind and moon can't wait. No one can be present when visiting the Han people.
The morning flowers move down and the old people move. Today, the dusty place used to be the sea.
Some people call Toona sinensis white sandalwood. If you learn a lot, you will get some clay balls.
He is ashamed to abandon gold and transport grass. Just like gathering sand in one place, it is difficult to form a group.
Even if there is a thousand-year-old iron threshold, there must be an earthen steamed bread.
Nothing in the world is more embarrassing than three ways to make mistakes. If you don't learn dolomite, cold life is life.
Autumn leaves in other forests, and spring flowers in your trees. There is nothing in the three realms, and the moon and the breeze are my home.
Like a bodhi tree,
Heart is like a mirror.
Always rubbing,
Don't make dust.
Bodhi is not a tree,
The mirror became a stage.
There's nothing,
Where is the dust?
Buddhists have a cloud: tranquility is far-reaching.
Seeking comfort is not uncomfortable, comfortable and natural;
If you realize the Tathagata, you have to think about it, or you are the Tathagata.
Ten classic Buddhist words
Classic one: everything is illusory.
Classic 2: Don't tell.
Some words can't be said. Once it slips, it is often fragile.
Weak partners will be broken, even if they regret it)
Classic three: color is empty, and empty is color.
Classic 4: Life is like a thorn. If the heart does not move, people will not move, and if they do not move, people will not move.
Injury; If the heart moves, if people move wildly, it hurts the body and bones, so they realize all kinds of things in the world.
Pain.
Classic five: a flower and a world, a Buddha and a Buddha.
Classic 6: Looking back 500 times in my last life is just a brush in my life.
Classic 7: Great sorrow without tears, silent realization, silent smile.
Classic 8: The sea of misery is boundless, turning back to the shore. Put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha.
Classic 9: Bodhi has no trees, and the mirror is not a stage. There is nothing, so there is no dust.
Classic 10: If I don't go to hell, who will?
8. Zheng Banqiao's poetry collection "Hundred feet high, the night is grey, sweeping the autumn stars and falling frost". -Zheng Banqiao's "Wu Tongsong"
Cut peaches and spoil the scenery. -Zheng Banqiao's "Qinyuanchun Hate"
Acacia is endless, but it teaches wind and rain to complain about autumn sounds. -Zheng Banqiao's Ode to Banana
Look at the autumn grass in Pengmen, the lane is broken every year, the window is drizzling and the night is independent. -Zheng Banqiao's "Qinyuanchun Hate"
The water is clear and shallow, and the gravel is clear. -Zheng Banqiao's Water
Flowers are ignorant, the moon is boring, and wine is lifeless. -Zheng Banqiao's "Qinyuanchun Hate"
Qian Shan is empty, and the cliff is blocked. -Zheng Banqiao's Water