A poem about the thought of the right path 1 A dust-free Zen poem describing the right path.
Five-character Zen poetry
I am a bodhi tree, and my heart is like a mirror platform. Wipe it frequently to prevent it from accumulating dust.
Bodhi trees have no trees, and the mirror platform is not a platform. There is nothing, so there is no dust.
Dongshan Xiling is green, but it is sunny under the rain. I want to ask you more things. A pigeon gives birth to an eagle.
Draw the donkey to drink the river, blow the waves with the nose. The shoes are on the shore and the mouth is in the water.
Hoe with your bare hands and ride a buffalo on foot. People cross the bridge, but the bridge does not flow.
Open the golden lock of the chamber of secrets, walk leisurely and let go of the door. A flute without holes will blow out a phoenix cloud.
Clouds disperse, leaves return to their roots. Looking back at the smoke waves, fishing songs go far away from the village.
Stand upright and relax the moon, and the fish swim to the bottom. The scenery is occupied, and it costs nothing.
Eat when you are hungry and add clothes when you are cold. Stretch your feet to sleep when you are sleepy, and love the wind when you are hot.
The heart turns with the world, and it can be quiet when it turns. Go with the flow intellectually, no joy and no worries.
Old bamboo shoots, new flowers grow old branches. Rain urges travelers to arrive, and wind sends sails home.
From a distance, the mountains are colorful, but the water sounds silent. Spring is gone, the flowers are still there, and it is not surprising that people come.
Playing drums and pipa, knowing two families. You can go to Yang Liuan, and I will stay in Dutousha.
People are idle, osmanthus flowers fall, and the night is quiet and empty. When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream.
Speaking of spring, the wind is too strong. Blow flowers with the water and turn over the fishing boat.
The fish that hit the water had a headache, and the birds that stayed in the forest were surprised. No drums at dusk, midnight show.
The cock crows at dusk and the sun shines at midnight. Xue Shizi woke up and opened his red eyes.
Yang Xiaofeng Lu 'an, apricot blossom wall in spring. In summer, Qin Yu is smooth and the pillows are cold.
The dead tree is full of leaves, and Xue Mei is withered by flowers. Beat tung into wood and dip it in snow to eat wax gourd.
The sky is quiet and cloudless, and there is a bright moon in the autumn sky. The Taoist under the forest is quiet and pleasant.
The valley is smoky and the wind sends apricot flowers. Sit quietly all day and forget everything.
Leaves are rustling and dew is hanging. Cleisthenes, running to the cloud goose, sadly holding the cicada in the tree.
When the soul moves, I walk alone, in the beauty that belongs to me only. Sometimes go to the end of the water to seek the source, or sit and watch the ever-changing clouds rise.
My heart is like an autumn moon, and the blue pool water is clear and bright. There is nothing like Aaron to teach me how to say it!
The clay idol does not cross the water, but God shines on the world. Who doesn't fake if the snow doesn't rest?
2. Sentences about the right path
1 1, colorful life, both sunny and pouring rain. Toughness has the advantage of toughness, and tolerance has the advantage of tolerance. At any time, it is necessary to assess the situation and take appropriate action. Compromise is not necessarily weakness; Tolerance is not necessarily incompetence. Harmony is precious, and compromise, accommodation and tolerance are also wisdom.
12, take a gourd ladle of deep blue lake water, drop it on the brow to relieve the lovesickness complex, and pour a cup of warm tea to moisten the wind, frost and snow. Perhaps, only the softest fragments that touch my heart are still proving my existence and the time I waited in the dust.
13, there are peaches and plums in spring, and the shallow grass has fallen; Xia Youlian has a graceful demeanour, knowing the long sound; In autumn, there are chrysanthemums in distant mountains and drizzles in phoenix trees; In winter, there are cold plums and thin shadows, and residual snow breaks the bridge. The four seasons used to be the most beautiful scenery, which taught us to integrate with nature and give our hearts to the earth, but now it has become a distant historical memory.
3. Sentences about the Right Path
1 1, colorful life, both sunny and pouring rain.
Toughness has the advantage of toughness, and tolerance has the advantage of tolerance. At any time, it is necessary to assess the situation and take appropriate action. Compromise is not necessarily weakness; Tolerance is not necessarily incompetence.
Harmony is precious, and compromise, accommodation and tolerance are also wisdom. 12, take a gourd ladle of deep blue lake water, drop it on the brow to relieve the lovesickness complex, and pour a cup of warm tea to moisten the wind, frost and snow. Perhaps, only the softest fragments that touch my heart are still proving my existence and the time I waited in the dust.
13, there are peaches and plums in spring, and the shallow grass has fallen; Xia Youlian has a graceful demeanour, knowing the long sound; In autumn, there are chrysanthemums in distant mountains and drizzles in phoenix trees; In winter, there are cold plums and thin shadows, and residual snow breaks the bridge. The four seasons used to be the most beautiful scenery, which taught us to integrate with nature and give our hearts to the earth, but now it has become a distant historical memory.
4. What Zen poems describe "the right path" and "no dust"
1. Thirty Odes by Songshi Yin Su.
The evil law is like frost, and the right way is like the sun.
The sun is shining and the frost melts.
The Buddha said that if you multiply three times twelve, you will only be a doctor.
I have been ill for many years and have not seen a doctor. More than 5000 copies were wasted.
The demon king's family is in groups, singing as a Dojo in the morning and evening.
Only Puan is really important, and the same voice praises my emperor.
I bowed my head with a big belly and climbed branches under the worry-free tree.
The mother and son haven't found a place yet, and the falling flowers and birds tell the whole plane.
2. The car's "Song of Praise"
Zanzi is determined and helpless.
There is no peace in the vast ocean.
I am happy when I have no job.
My mountain is flat and vast.
Fish glows in winter.
The right path deviates from the normal process.
Dragons travel everywhere.
Back in old Sichuan, I am a god.
If you don't worship Zen, you will be safe.
The emperor said he was heartless to Xi.
Overflow didn't stop worrying about us.
Mulberries are floating, and the trees are full.
If you don't sail against the current for a long time, the water will slow down.
3. Yuan Yin Zhiping's Wu Conan
Don't bully others, but guard against retribution. This group really came into this world and sang songs. Advise fools to avoid disaster.
I feel that the truth is constant, and I am diligent in practicing good deeds and rewarding good deeds. Listen to the fairy sound on the way to longevity. There is no doubt that the correct way is to go to Yaocen slowly and surely.
4. Song Anonymous "Invisible Avenue of People"
Avenue is invisible, hard to say, and the world does not know its roots. Don't rely on purity, count the ink to find the text. How many talented people are there in the world if we only rely on classics? All the way. Above nine days, it's all Jade Emperor Pavilion. Why fight for profit? Don't talk about poor Zhouyi and Huang Ting. Really halal and clean, and your heart should be clean. There is a fairy as a contract, and you have to go to the Xuanmen in good times. In that secluded place, I am happy all day long.
5. Shi's "Xiangxing Ye Ziqing Chen Wu"
There is no dust on a clear night, and the moonlight is like silver.
When you pour the wine, you must be full of ten points.
This is both fame and fortune, but it is a waste of people and money.
A pony in a sigh, a fire in a stone, and a dream.
Although you hold an article, who will kiss you?
And Tao Tao, happy innocence.
When will you go home? Be an idle person.
Yes, a glass of Qin Long, a pot of wine and a wisp of cloud.
5. Poems about ideas
In addition to working at night, Don Hotel's cold light stayed up alone, and the guests' hearts became sad.
My hometown is thinking thousands of miles tonight, and it is another year of the Ming Dynasty. 2, "Home" Tang Du Mu Zhi Zi asked, why did you stay late? * * * Who is fighting for time to win sideburns? 3, "Homesickness" Song Liguo said that the sunset is the end of the world, and I can't see my hometown at the end of the world.
Castle Peak is being influenced by Castle Peak, which covers my sight. Twilight, Castle Peak. 4. The Letter from Shi Jing shows that Yuan Kaijiang is 3000 miles long and has 15 lines of letters.
There is nothing else between me, just telling me to go back to my hometown as soon as possible. 5, "Hao Chu sees the mountain with the Lord to send friends to Beijing" Liu Tang Zongyuan seaside mountain is like a sword, and Qiu Lai gives up his heart everywhere.
How can we turn this body into tens of millions, scattered to the heads of state's homes to see! 6. "Yan Wen" Where was the hometown of Wei in the Tang Dynasty? It's leisurely to think about it.
Autumn night in Huainan, the high house smells wild geese coming. 7. "Miscellaneous Poems" Tang You from my old country, tell me what happened there! .
When you pass by my window, are plum blossoms blooming? 8, "Mountain Holiday Thinking of Shandong Brothers" Tang people are in a foreign land, and they miss their relatives every holiday. When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me.
9, "Jingmen Ferry Farewell Friends" Tang Libai sailed to Jingmen Ferry, and soon you will be with southerners. At the end of the mountain range and the beginning of the plain, the river winds through the wilderness.
The moon rises like a mirror, and the sea clouds twinkle like palaces. The water brings you the feeling of home and makes your boat travel 300 miles.
10, "Moonlight Billion My Boy" Wanderers listen to war drums, Du Fu from the Tang Dynasty, and the sound of autumn geese. The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright!
Brothers are scattered, and no one can ask about life and death. Delivering books is often late. What can we expect in the war? .
1 1, in autumn, I climbed to see the ancient platform of General Wu's Changqing Temple, and in autumn, I was homesick. There are few people in the wild temple, and the clouds are separated by water.
The sunset clings to the old city, and the clear sound echoes in the empty forest. Southern dynasties, what's left? , today alone in the Yangtze River.
12, "Bamboo Branches" In the Tang Dynasty, Liu Yuxi gave birth to spring grass in Baidicheng and went down to Qingjiang, Sichuan. Southerners come up to sing a song, but northerners don't come up to be nostalgic.
13 "Yu Chang' an returned to Yangzhou to visit Wei on September 9" Suijiang always turned to the south cloud and followed the northern geese. How many more chrysanthemums have been planted under the fence in my hometown today?
14, "Shizi" Song died, knowing that everything was empty, but sadly watching Kyushu. Therefore, when the great Song Jun team recaptures the Central Plains, you will hold a home banquet ceremony. Don't forget to tell me the good news!
15, "The Pride of the Fisherman" Song Fan Zhongyan blocked the scenery, and the geese in Hengyang inadvertently went away, and there was a good cheer all around. Thousands of miles away, the long smoke closes.
A glass of turbid wine is Wan Li's home, but Ran Yan hasn't come home yet. The pipe strength is covered with frost.
People don't sleep, and the general has white hair and tears. 16, "Missing Jiangnan" Tang Fanggan's grass withered yesterday and it is green today, which makes people homesick.
I dreamed of going home at night, and it was already dawn before I got to Tonglu. 17, "Tianjingsha Qiu Si" Ma Yuan Zhiyuan withered vines old trees faint, small bridges flowing people, ancient roads west wind thin horses.
When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world. 18, "Crossing Jianghan" is far from my hometown, and I am eager for news. I have spent winter and spring.
The closer I get to my hometown, the more timid I am, afraid to inquire about people from home. 19, "Stagnant Rain" Tang Li Shangyin stayed in the rain for a long night, and the lights were lonely.
My hometown is full of clouds and water, which is not suitable for Qiu Meng. 20, "Send Wu Nineteen to Fuling" Changling Yuanjiang flowing water to Chenyang, Xikou every gentleman is long.
Who is away from the thunderstorm in Wang Zhi? Return home in spring next year. Enough! Ha ha.
6. Poems about ideas
Thinking about the moonlight in front of Li Bai's bed in the quiet night, I suspect it is frost on the ground.
Look up at the moon, bow your head and miss your hometown. I miss my brothers in Shandong on vacation in the mountains. Wang Wei is a stranger and misses his relatives every holiday.
When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me. Looking at the moon for fifteen nights, Wang Jian's atrium, crows inhabiting Bai Shu, and silent wet osmanthus in Coody Leng.
I don't know who Qiu Si will meet tonight. Qiu Si, a native of Luoyang, saw the autumn wind. He wanted to find a writer to write a book.
When the letter is written, I am worried that I have not finished what I want to say; When the messenger started, he opened the envelope and gave it to him. -Autumn wind attracts you.-Where did Liu Yuxi get the autumn wind? Xiao Xiao sent the goose.
When the morning light enters the courtyard, lonely guests smell it first. —— Sauvignon Blanc takes a trip to Nalanxingde Mountain, walks in the water, walks towards Guan Yu, and lights are everywhere at night.
When the wind changes and the snow changes, it is impossible to break the dream of hometown, and there is no such sound in the garden. Patio sand Qiu Si withered vines old trees faint, small bridges flowing people, ancient roads west wind thin horses.
When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world. Xue Daoheng has only been in spring for seven days, and I have been away from home for two years.
The day of returning home is behind the bird's return to the earth, but the idea of returning home has existed before the spring flowers bloom. The rainy Tang Bai lived in Kashgar, where the mountains and rivers are deep.
In autumn, the sound of the beach is more urgent and the canyon is overcast. Watching clouds cover your eyes, homesick for raindrops.
How will you comfort your loneliness? Thanks to this north window piano. Cold food is right in the middle of Tang Li's trip. Cold food, homesick tears towel.
The sound book is broken in the sky, and the peach and plum spring rain. Not in the mood to drink, but there is reason to sing.
How many people lost outside his suburbs and went out for an outing. On the banks of the river, Tang and Du Xunhe, holding horses, miss their hometown step by step.
Raise the whip and wave the willow color, and then lose the cicada sound. Long road of autumn crops, about the ancient city of Leng Yun.
The family is poor and rich, and there is no land to return to farming. Farewell to friends in the river, go south to the place where Zhang Qiao in the Tang Dynasty accumulated homesickness, and the world gathered in turmoil.
The shore is long and the group is late, and the lake is wide and sails in autumn. Buy wine over fishermen, divide the lights and fish the boat.
When Xiaoxiang sees a goose, it is advisable to travel alone. Homesickness, as a Tang Buxie and a traveler from the north, has never answered the letter from Yunnan.
If you don't sweep the flowers in front of the court, you will climb the willow outside the door. Selling silver candles after sitting for a long time will lose face.
Hanging in the autumn night, Wan Li shines on the mountains. In winter, Shan Ye is homesick, and the Tang, Zhou and Tian began to be neat, with high clouds and clear colors.
Trees are cold and birds are rare, and monks are rare in the mountains. Collect the snow on the back window of the sun and open the furnace to release the inkstone ice.
I suddenly returned to my old country and wanted to live in Xiling. Yunmeng ancient city sees the ruins of Tang Rongyu's old country in autumn, and wants to visit the ancient city when you board it.
Once people change, thousands of years of water will flow in vain. Dream Zhu Hongsheng night, Jingmen tree color autumn.
When the clouds don't disperse, I look at my homesickness. In addition to staying up all night, Don Hotel's cold light stayed up all night alone, and the guest turned sad.
Tonight, my hometown is full of thoughts, and the Ming Dynasty is worried for another year. My hometown Xinghua Tang intends to send flowers and wine to celebrate the opening of the new store, flowers on the left and teacups on the right.
Ask a cuttlefish and a glass of wine. How can an old friend be different? The river village outside homesickness is sad in a foreign land every spring, and Du Qu oriole knows it. Seeing the setting sun on the river bank, it seems that my heart has been torn into pieces of willow leaves.
Looking from a distance, Yuan Zhen in the Tang Dynasty is full of sad winter scenery and harmony, and there are many mangrove temples in one mountain. Zhong Xuan is full of homesick tears, and Zhang Shuidong flows like jade waves.
And Sanxiang poetry Tang Gaoqu Qian Shan Wanshan north and south, Che Xuan who does not miss home. Being alone will make you sad, for fear of hurting peaches and plums.
Homesick Tang Emei Mountain is like oil, pity me not to sail. When the sails leave Gimpo, the songs will flow in unison.
1 Looking up, I found that it was moonlight, and it sank back. I suddenly remembered a stranger from home. Every festive season, I miss my family, and I miss my hometown in March, and the wind and fire continue in March. A word from home is worth a ton of gold. But I looked home, and the twilight was getting thicker, and the waves of the river were filled with sad mist. The river brought you a touch of home, dragging your boat for three hundred miles, and the wine turned into sadness, and the tears turned into acacia. 8*** cried at the sight of the bright moon, for my heart, I was sick in all five places, and I hoped that 9 was full of turbid wine, and the tube was strong and the frost was everywhere. Tell me what happened there! .
When you pass by my window, are plum blossoms blooming? (Wang Wei's Miscellaneous Poems) 2. Young people leave home, old people return, and the local accent has not changed. Where do children come from when they meet strangers? "He zhang's hometown couplet book") 3. The spine of the book is broken, winter returns to winter and spring returns to spring.
The closer I get to my hometown, the more timid I am, afraid to inquire about people from home. Song Wenzhi "Crossing the Han River") 4. Under the blue mountain, my boat and I meandered along the green water.
Until the river bank widens at low tide, and no wind blows my lonely sail. ... night gives way to the ocean of the sun, and the old year melts in freshness.
I can finally send my messenger, the wild goose, back to Luoyang. (Wang Wan's "The Next Berth on Beibao Mountain") 5. It's only seven days in spring and two years away from home.
The day of returning home is behind the bird's return to the earth, but the idea of returning home has existed before the spring flowers bloom. (Xue Daoheng's Home) 6. The foot of my bed is shining with such bright light. Is it frosty already? .
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. (Li Bai's Silent Night Thinking) 7. The sound of Yudi's flight was dark, and the spring breeze filled Los Angeles.
In this nocturne, everyone can't remember the national conditions. (Li Bai's "Smelling the flute in Los Angeles on a Spring Night") 8. It has been ten frosts in Bingzhou, and I miss Xianyang day and night.
For no reason, I crossed the mulberry river, but I hope that Bingzhou is my hometown. (Liu Zao's Journey to the North) 9. Wanderers listen to drums and autumn geese sing.
The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright! Brothers are scattered, and no one can ask about life and death.
However, if there is something wrong with letters in peacetime, what can I expect in wartime? But when it was sunny in spring, farmers didn't have to plow their fields. There is rain in the vernal equinox and rice in the altar.
Clear and sunny, cotton is not worth the price. The Riverside Map on Qingming Festival in Gu Mi is worthless.
The moon is bright, and Gu Mi is Man Cang. There is no moon in Qingming, and Bangtian can't be planted.
It is a good year to have rain in Duanyang. The Mid-Autumn Festival will rain without Koharu.
The first frost was windy and rainy, and the wheat harvest was remarkable. It rained in Da Chun on the fifteenth day of the first month.
It snowed lightly and will be dry in May next year. Birds sing in June, and there is no shortage of mountains.
There are rain valleys in beginning of autumn, but there are no rain valleys in beginning of autumn. It should be dark all around the New Year's Day, and heavy snow is a dry year.
But when it was sunny in spring, it was easy for farmers to plow their fields. I was shocked to hear that Remy was like mud and it rained at the vernal equinox.
The east wind hurts less in long summer. It is a good year to have rain in Duanyang, and it is a good year to hear thunder.
The summer solstice wind blows from the west and boils in the melon and vegetable garden. There are many crops in the grain field when it is hot in the dog days.
The first day is snowy and sunny, and Chongyang in winter is also sunny. It should be dark all around the New Year's Day, and heavy snow is a dry year.
But when it was sunny in spring, it was easy for farmers to plow their fields. I was shocked to hear that Remy was like mud and it rained at the vernal equinox.
The east wind hurts less in long summer. It is a good year to have rain in Duanyang, and it is a good year to hear thunder.
The summer solstice wind blows from the west and boils in the melon and vegetable garden. There are many crops in the grain field when it is hot in the dog days.
The first day is snowy and sunny, and Chongyang in winter is also sunny. There is a hook cloud in the sky, and there will be rain on the ground.
It will rain when the sand rolls down. It's sunny on rainy days, but it's not sunny on the top of the mountain.
If it rains for a long time, it will clear up for a long time, and if it rains for a long time, it will rain for a long time. Thunder rumbles, but the rain is not fierce.
The salt pot is wet. It's going to rain. Butterflies pour water, and then it will rain.