The vulture ridge is gloomy, and the Dragon Palace is lonely.
Look at the sea, the door is facing the tide in Zhejiang.
In the middle of the month, laurel trees fall and fragrant clouds float outside.
If you climb the tower, you will find that spring is far away.
Frost is thin, flowers are hairy, and ice leaves are not withered.
The age of rewelding is still different, and the search is right.
Stay on Tiantai Road and look at the extra stone bridge.
The title of "Red Magnolia Opera in Lingyin Temple" was awarded to Ren Guang (Bai Juyi).
Purple chalk contains sharp flame, and red rouge dyes small lotus flowers.
How much fragrance makes monks regret becoming monks.
Climbing the Back Peak of Lingyin Temple in Summer (Fanggan)
There is no trouble in hot summer, among dogs. Radish is hard to penetrate the sun, and the trees are windy.
The mountains are Dieyun, and Sichuan is inclined to the east. That knowledge is different from that of the ancients.
Send a message to Song Zhen (Guan Xiu), the messenger of Lingyin Temple in Hangzhou.
County invasion of Xia Hou, still smell spiritual seclusion. In the monk's room, thank you. In the temple, Ge Hongshu.
The moon tree monkeys sleep, and the mountain pond is sparse. My emperor loves quiet, so he will marry me.
Early autumn of Lingyin Temple in Tianzhu (A Road)
Before and after the peak, the temple is in the new autumn, and the top window sees Wozhou. People smell crickets in the middle,
Cranes hang macaques in their habitats. Crossing the empty river in the middle of the night, the ancient stone building is cold in the moon.
My heart recalls the attempt to hang the sail, and I thank you for traveling here in the past year.
Saquanqi (Pan Lang)
A long memory of the western hills. There are three pillars in front of Lingyin Temple and three pillars behind it.
Several trips to Cold Spring Pavilion. Just like clear autumn.
When the white ape saw climbing a tree, he shouted where to go.
Don't look at the aperture. There are always peaks and valleys.
Lingyin Temple Peak Temple (Don't dive)
Call this mountain top, and the lower bound will not smell it. The shadow of the tower hangs clear, and the bells are ringing white clouds.
Look at the quiet room, incense burns all over the street. While driving in the west, it's still dark.
Reuse the rhyme of Lingyin Temple Poetry (Su Shi)
Don't you see, Qiantang River, the spectacular king of money is gone today.
The house is piled with gold, and the beads are measured. Luck is simple and easy.
The officials of the four sides patrolled the funeral, and the palace que left idle people for entertainment.
Sweet and sour, joys and sorrows are two moments, there is no need to worry.
There are secluded places everywhere in the western hills, and I love to fly alone.
White beard laughed at Liu and Pu.
Gaotang will be eaten by thousands of people, beating gongs and drums.
It is better to have a quilt picture than to have a fragrant abbot to sleep.
When the breeze came, I fell asleep, so I was proud of Emperor Xihe.
When I got home, the crow had just finished, and the lonely smoke and sunset could not be copied.
Beginning of autumn prayed for rain and stayed in Lingyin Temple for a week. Xu Erling (Su Shi)
One hundred boxes are idle, and a Ye Qiu sleeps on the sofa.
The snow and frost in the bed invade the home, and the piano in the pillow is built for spring.
The rugged world must be tasted, and the lonely mountain will gradually grow old.
Only the pity for farmers is still there, and the expectation for Han Yun is even more vacant.
The first "Lingyin Song" was dedicated to the Tang Dynasty (the inscription moved to Lingyin Temple (Su Shi).
Before Lingyin, after Tianzhu, two streams spring to carve.
I don't know where the water came from and jumped into the valley like thunder.
Ruthless and unpredictable, I would like to linger under the cold spring pavilion.
I have been in Qiantang for 600 days, and I am temporarily tepid in the mountains.
Now you have to be a spiritual hermit, and clothes and grass follow the monks and vegetables.
Can manage a cold spring for a hundred days, without twenty-four books.
2. Poems about temples: Tang Author: Chang Jian's works: Temple content after breaking the mountain: In the pure morning, near the old temple, where the treetops are lit with dawn.
A winding path leads to a hidden place, and the Buddhist temple is surrounded by branches and flowers. Here, birds live in the mountain light, and people's hearts feel quiet in the pond.
A thousand voices were quiet and only the bells were heard. Year: Tang Author: Bai Juyi Works: Peach Blossoms in Dalin Temple Content: Peach Blossoms in Mountain Temple bloom in April.
I want to find a place where my life is dying, but I don't know that it has been moved here. Year: Tang Author: Bai Juyi Works: Spring Tour of Qiantang Lake Content: Gushan Temple is north-west of Jiating, and the water level is low.
Several early orioles raced to the sunny tree, and their new swallows were carrying mud in their nests. Colorful spring flowers will gradually fascinate people's eyes, and shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe.
I love the beauty on the east bank of the West Lake, and I can't get enough of it, especially the white sand embankment under the green poplar. Year: Tang Author: Bai Juyi Works: Recalling Jiangnan Content: The most unforgettable thing is Hangzhou.
Looking for laurel in Zhongshan Temple in the month, watching the tide on the pillow in the county pavilion, when will you revisit? Year: Tang Author: Meng Haoran's Works: Night Return to Lumen Song Content: The bell of the mountain temple comes at night, and the fisherman climbs the ferry. People walked along the shore to Jiangcun village, and I also returned to Lumen by boat.
The moonlight at Lumen made the mountain tree appear, and I suddenly came to the seclusion of exile. Thatched doors and pine paths are lonely and quiet, and only strangers come and go.
Year: Tang Author: Works: Night parking by the Maple Bridge Content: On a cold night, Jiang Feng sleeps with fishing and fire. In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship.
Year: Northern Song Dynasty Author: Lin Bu Works: Gushan Temple Ruishang People's House View Content: The bottom leans against the railing, and the back pavilion of Gushan Tower leans west. The gloomy painting axis Lin Temple is littered with chess shuttlecocks.
Autumn sometimes flies alone, and the sunset is just cold smoke. Staying up late loves my family more, just waiting for spring to see the snowy day.
Age: Tang Author: Bai Juyi Works: The Palace of Love Content: Sitting on a stone stream, looking for flowers around the palace. I always smell birds. It's spring everywhere.
Year: Tang Author: Bai Juyi Works: Lonely Tung in Yunju Temple Contents: A sapphire terrace, Chiba Committee. The pavilion is more than five feet long, and its lofty intentions are still unfinished.
The monk is 90 years old, quiet and old. Since the cloud hand planted, a tung tree.
Straight from the bud, high from the beginning. There are no branches on all sides and the center is reasonable.
Those who leave a message stand alone and straight. Year: Tang Author: Works: Climbing Jionji Pagoda with Gao Shi and Xue Ju Content: Pagoda rises from the ground and reaches the Heavenly Palace.
Climbing, we seem to have left the world behind us, and our overlooking steps are hanging in space. It is above a holy land and can only be built by spiritual hard work.
Its four sides darken the bright sun, and its seven floors cut through the gray clouds. Birds fly where we can't see, and high winds blow where we can't hear.
Mountains, eastward, eastward. Far away, green locust trees line the wide road, and Guan Gong He Linglong.
The colors of autumn come out from the west and go through the city. In the north, there are five cemeteries, which are always quiet under the dew and green grass.
Those who know the ultimate meaning of life, this is what all mankind must learn. From now on, I will put my official hat aside and find the eternal way is the only happiness.
Year: Tang Author: Works: Youtianzhu Temple Content: Morning Mount Tianzhu, chao yang shan Temple Dawn. Rivers and springs contend for bursts, and rivers and sea headlands linger.
Go straight to the solitary peak, and the peaks are small. In1February in Zhou Nan, the ground is warm and there is almost no ice and snow.
Green is full of cold mountains, and vines cover winter marshes. On the waterfall side of the flower niche, there is a stone forest with stone walls and blue tiles.
Ring the bell to gather people, and give food to gather apes and birds. Wash the mind, return to purity, and the heart is empty.
When you first know the world, everything will be disturbed. Year: Tang Author: Dai Shulun Works: Temple Content: Yuan Zhen kept flowing, why did Qu Zi complain! Autumn wind rises at dusk, and maple trees whisper.
Year: Tang and Five Dynasties Author: Du Mu's Works: Title Mulan Temple Content: Dedicated as a human being, I once dreamed with thrush. A few times, the wine brush piled on the cloud to wish Princess Ming.
3. Poems about hermits picking chrysanthemums under the hedge and leisurely seeing Nanshan. -Tao Yuanming: Drinking (5)
The prince's grandson is gone forever, and Chuncao is sad. -Liu An: "Calling a Hermit"
Trembling clothes, Wan Li flow. -Zuo Si: "Ode to an Epic"
Since then, this ship has passed away, and Jiang Hai spent the rest of his life. -Su Shi: "Linjiang Fairy-Return to Lingao at Night"
Open the window facing the valley vegetable garden and pass the glass to talk about crops. Please come here to see chrysanthemums when the ninth festival comes. -Meng Haoran:
Passing through the village of the old man
I leaned alone in the dense bamboo, playing the piano and humming a song. It's too light for anyone to hear, except my partner, Mingyue. —— Wang Wei: Bamboo House
There is no confusion, and there is no complicated form. -Liu Yuxi: Humble Room Inscription
However, through these clouds, how can I know which corner of the mountain it is facing? . -Jia Dao: A note of absence.
Ruan Yu's poem "Hermit" is full of four heroes and secluded mountains in the south. Lao Lai ran to the river. Yan Hui is happy and humble, and Xu Youan is cheap and poor. Boyi is hungry first, and the world belongs to him. Why the affected areas are poor, but they should be clear and true. Who knows that wealth brings disaster, and taking money does not take poverty. Baoyu is jealous of purity, and purity comes first. Pines and cypresses are forbidden to go out of the mountain, so pay first. A gentleman hides a stone wall, and a Taoist book is my neighbor. Think about its meaning when you sleep, and the taste is real. Tao Gong released himself, and Shang Ping began to rely on him. Plants grow in different places and birds fly naturally. -Meng Jiao's Hermit was a powerful forger, and the Sri Lankan people have not forgotten it. -Meng Jiao's "Huainan Moon Hermit" hidden book Zhou Hermit, Baiyun today. -Yuan Zhen's "Sending a Hermit" recently heard that Hu Hermit recognized the heart king. I don't hate being promoted for a hundred years. There is a limited amount of repair, and there will be no harm. Be cautious and convenient, but don't forget the opportunity. A hundred years is only a few days, nothing bitter. In the late years, I am tired of learning, and I am easy to meditate. Illness requires more feasting, and poverty requires less climbing. He who laughs at himself has no name, because his name is in heaven. -Yuan Zhen's "Three Poems of Wu Chan to Hu Guo" If you want to be high, you must hide yourself. There are no horses and chariots. I expect to get to the door. In life, it is difficult to have it both ways. Cheap means bitter, cold and timid, while expensive means more troubles. Only hermits are lucky and safe here. -Bai Juyi's "Zhongyin" is a hermit, and I hate to see Qiongzhi. -Li Deyu's "Visiting the Old Man in Wei Chu" Shangluo is near, and Zhier lives in Nantang. The grass pavilion is quiet with spring water, and the sunset is hidden in Chai Men. Use bees to collect wild honey and musk deer to collect incense. I remember the year before last, when I was drunk, pine blossoms filled the stone bed. -Xu Hun's "Inscription of Nanshan King's Seclusion (a hermit's residence for the king)" Panxi even drowned, and Shang Ling even Qinshan. If the young man doesn't drive back, the white clouds will cover the customs. Birds know the silence of cranes and the leisure of seagulls. But laugh at captain Nanchang, the leisure between cities. -Xu Hun's "Xiluo Hermit" Zifudan became a crane group, which was planted by Song Qing himself and turned into a dragon. There is a fairy home day in the pot, and there are many hermit clouds on the ridge. -Li Shangyin's The King of Zhongtiaoshan, Jingdao, imperial academy and the Late King ... Describing the History of Zhou Dynasty is a hermit's crown and a biography of sages. -Han Wo's "Nanting" Jiangsi Zen monks seem to realize Zen, and rotten clothes are covered with Mao Xuan. It's nonsense to ask the benefactor to fix the true image and turn over the scriptures. A fishing boat scares geese, and an axe cuts rocks and breaks cold apes. Mo Wen's purpose is not flashy eyes and loud ears. -Du Xunhe's "Tijiang Temple Zen Harmony" came out after illness, and Hengmen was lonely. Moths invade books and damage them, and dust covers wine bottles. The pool is dark and rainy, and the path is fragrant. Leisure has always been interesting, but I can't see it. -Jong Li's "Shu Cai Hermit Wall" Luo Yan holds a bamboo pass and makes peace with the outside world. The sound of pillow flow is near, and the eaves are cold. You should choose your own medicine seedlings and tune the piano for whom. After the floating name, I will be crowned according to you. -Jong Li's "Send a Hermit to Lushan Village" has more than 80 guests in the palace, enjoying themselves behind closed doors. Yuan Yu is early, and Runpu has a good reputation. When the messy cups and plates meet again, romance remains the same. May you 100 remain strong and find a hermit one day. -Xu Wei's "Giving the West Zhejiang Gu Tui Guan" The immortal is good at losing, and the hermit has repeatedly sneaked into the view. -Zhang Kun's "Yangzhou Bronze Mirror and Du Shiniang" is really hidden here. If you don't make a cake, your eyebrows will grow. The wind blows the wine jar, and the crane lice fall off the piano bed. Although I forgot my plane, I didn't forget it. -Guan Xiu's "Two Hermits in Huainan" (one is a hermit).
4. Poetry 1 has the word temple, which is spring scenery in the south of the Yangtze River.
Year: Tang Author: Du Mu
Jiangnan, the sound of green and red flowers, the waterside village in the foothills.
More than 480 ancient temples were left in the Southern Dynasties, and countless pagodas were shrouded in wind and rain.
2. "Rock"
Year: Tang Author: Han Yu
The towering and steep rocks, narrow mountain roads like sheep intestines, and the dusk when bats are flying come to this temple.
When I climbed the steps of the temple and sat down, there was a field soaked in rain. The rain made the branches and leaves of banana rough and the mountain was more beautiful.
Monks told me that the ancient city walls were magnificent, lit by torches and looked sticky.
Make your bed. Although the food is rough, it satisfies my hunger.
It's late at night, sleep quietly, the white stopped rumbling, the moon climbed the mountain, and the brightness entered the doors and windows.
At dawn, I left alone, unable to see the way in and out of the fog, and I groped my way up and down.
The mountains are bright red, Jianshui River is green, shiny and watery, and pine and oak trees are densely surrounded and lush.
The water flows barefoot on the rocks, and the sound of water excites the wind to make clothes.
These things themselves can make life happy. You must be embarrassed to be a man.
Why, how can I go back to my hometown when I am old?
3. Over the Temple of Ji Xiang
Year: Tang Author: Wang Wei
I don't know where Ji Xiang Temple is, so I climbed several miles into the clouds and peaks.
Ancient trees are towering, but there are no pedestrian paths, and there are bells in the mountains in the temple.
Spring listens to swallow dangerous stones, and the sun is tempered by pines.
In the evening, come to the empty pool and meditate quietly to suppress the dragon.
4. Huanxisha Right Banner Water Qingquan Temple
Year: Song Author: Su Shi
Play Qingquan Temple in Qishui, next to the temple is Lanxi, and the stream flows west. The buds just growing at the foot of the mountain are soaked in the stream, and the sand road between the pine trees is washed away by the rain. In the evening, the rain began to trickle down, and cuckoo calls came from the pine forest. Who says life can't go back to adolescence? The water in front of the door can also flow west! Don't bemoan the passage of old age!
5. Tomb-Sweeping Day
Year: Tang Author: Du Fu
It takes a lot of time a day. There are thousands of people in Changsha. Watanabe's eyebrows are bright and bright,
For the Tao, your feet are arrogant and your knees are gnawing. This is a good place to visit Xiangxi Temple. All the generals will come from the army.
The trip to Ma Yuan is just around the corner, and Ge Qiang is thinking about it. When the golden stirrup went down the mountain,
The tooth is far from the brothel. In ancient times, people knew about the troubled times, and the joys and sorrows of the world were temporarily sent.
Although my brother and nephew can't keep accounts, they have never stopped living in peace. This is not my way of pleasing young people.
The situation today is even worse.
6, "Xijiangyue, often like a prisoner after poverty"
Year: Song Author:
Poverty is often like a prison, and old age is half like a heart wind. Hungry mosquitoes and hungry fleas are incompatible. Have you ever dreamed in one night?
If I don't fan and scratch, the outline will always be empty. Temple bell officer angle. Don't get any bones
7. "Shuidiao Tou Sunset and Grass"
Year: Song Author: Han Yuanji
The sunset is full of grass, and a seagull is floating in the smoke. The benefits of the West Lake, once in a thousand miles, who will you stay for? Sitting at the foot of Jingting Mountain, the bamboo forest reflects a stream of cold water, and the flying hood is chasing you. There is a kind of respect for the former guests, which is relatively two poems. Between the jokes, the wind was trembling and the air was falling. My lifelong ambition is to scream and dance to see Wu Gou. Bloom in the red and white mountains thanked him, and when he was half drunk and half awake, his worries disappeared in spring. Dream around Shuixi Temple and look back at Xiegong Building.
8. "Little crimson lips, fame behind them"
Year: Song Author: Xin Qiji
Fame behind you, never change your drunkenness before you die. Green shoes are complacent. Do not step on Chang 'an. Outside the bamboo, the monk returns, and the road refers to the frost temple. Loneliness. Dan Qing has. Cut off the water source of Songjiang.
9. Qinyuanchun Shen Songbo
Year: Song Author: Anonymous
Shen, Li Bai Chang Geng, Xiao He Chang Jing. In the first three days, Jin Xian fell, and three days later, Lv Dongbin was born. 500 fairy classes, 1000 Buddha names, like to listen to the spread of English. Your kindness is as heavy as a mountain. You sublimated the temple early and promoted the court. Jin ou was given a fragrant name. The whole world must be at peace. Look at the life of jute, it is difficult to raise five horses, flat peaches are ripe three times, and celebrate the Millennium. A captain is desolate and guarded by officials. Don't go to court and say longevity. After three smoke baths, I burned incense in the clear night and worshipped Taixing from afar.
5. A Buddhist retreat behind the Broken Mountain Temple is an ancient poem about the temple, which was usually built in the Tang Dynasty. On a pure morning, it is close to the old temple, where the early sunshine points to the treetops.
A secluded place with bamboo paths, branches and flowers, to a Buddhist retreat. Here, birds live in the mountain light, and people's hearts feel quiet in the pond.
All is silent here, but the bell is ringing. Qifa Temple sings a bell around the world of mortals, and whoever worships it feels reasonable.
Go in and out of the temple to meet evil spirits and scrape blood to serve God. Cloud complaints (clear.
Chen Weisong) The clouds in Spring Mountain are harmonious, and the springs in front of the mountain are all green. Give directions to Qiancun ancient temple.
Flower Sacrifice Teng: The temple doesn't need a mountain gate to avoid the world. If the Buddha intends to stay in the Buddhist temple, he will spend the years in the middle of the hall, and the candle will move the golden boat. Colorful swallows are hard to find dreams, and crisp flowers are empty.
Wen Yuan died of illness, and Lan Cheng traveled far and looked back sadly. The bright moon is in the sky, the night Meishan flute, the wind and the temple sing.
-Lu You's "Night Sleeping by the Maple Bridge" Zhang Jishuang's night, Jiang Feng's fishing and sleeping. In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship.
Yu Lianhua Miao Lan Jin Ting Lu Gu. Clear the frost overnight and dye all the trees by the lake.
Nautilus cup is deep, you can't tell me where he met it. Ran Ran's life will not last long.
After all, Zhu Yan in the mirror will slowly disappear. Ding Ningjun remembers that immortals must be made by idle people.
-Lu You and my nephew, Hangzhou Tianzhu Temple is a good place to visit. Author of Tang Dynasty: Li Bai hangs a banquet for Ling Pengqiu, and Guan Tao rests on Zhang Lou. Three mountains move and prosper, and five horses roam together.
Tianzhu sen is in sight, and the autumn wind is rustling. Looking at the clouds and measuring changes, the water is poor and quiet.
The mountains are separated by the open sea, and Xuan wrote that he would return to the stream. Poetic into Ao Yun proud moon, full of interest in the five continents.
Yong Yule Jingkou Gu Beiting nostalgia Xin Qiji has never been found, and the protagonist is nowhere to be found. Sun Zhongmou is located in. The dance floor was still there, but the heroes had already gone with the passage of time.
The setting sun shines on the grassland covered with grass and trees. People say that this was once the place where Emperor Wu of Song lived. Looking back, how powerful he was when he led the Northern Expedition and recovered lost ground!
However, Li Liu Yi Long, the son of Liu Wang Yilong, was a great success and made a swift northern expedition. Instead, he made the Northern Wei Emperor Wu Tuoba fly south and returned to the north bank of the Yangtze River, which was severely hit by his opponent. I have been back to the south for forty-three years, and I still remember the war scenes in Yangzhou.
Looking back, there was a crow club drum under the beaver temple. Who can ask: Lian Po is too old to eat? Ji Xiang Temple, Wang Wei, I don't know how to build incense temples. I wander in the mountains and clouds for miles.
Ancient trees are towering, but there are no pedestrian paths, and there are bells in the mountains in the temple. The spring water in the mountains hits the dangerous rocks, and the sun in the pine forest is cold.
In the evening, come to the empty pool and meditate quietly to suppress the dragon. In the courtyard behind Ren Shang Mountain in Tan Xing, a probation temple, Wang Weimu holds a bamboo stick to treat Hu Xitou.
Urge guests to listen to the sound of mountains and go back to the house to chase water. Wildflowers are blooming well, and valley birds are whispering.
Sitting in an empty forest (a village) at night is silent, and the breeze is as straight as the autumn wind. An empty mountain after the rain, an autumn night in the deep mountains, stands in the autumn evening.
The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks. The bamboo forest is sonorous, the washerwoman returns, and the lotus leaves are swaying to get on the canoe.
Spring spring might as well give it a rest, and the autumn sun can stay on the hills for a long time. "Jiangnan Spring" Du Mu's thousands of miles of warblers sing green and reflect red, and Shuizhaishan's fruit wine is the flag wind.
More than 480 ancient temples were left in the Southern Dynasties, and countless pagodas were shrouded in wind and rain. Peach blossoms bloom in Dalin Temple in April.
I want to find a place where my life is dying, but I don't know that it has been moved here. There are five mountains in Jiayu Island of Beiyue Temple, and Heng Yue lives in the north.
Rocks pile up thousands of pounds, bizarre and unpredictable. People dare not enter, and the temple is dark during the day.
Sometimes it rains, and the world is sprinkled. God bless, Yongkang is my kingdom.
A Buddhist retreat behind the Broken Mountain Temple is often built in pure mornings, close to the ancient temple, and the early sunshine points to the treetops. A winding path leads to a hidden place, and the Buddhist temple is surrounded by branches and flowers.
Here, birds live in the mountain light, and people's hearts feel quiet in the pond. A thousand voices were quiet, but the bell rang.
The Tang tower of Hangzhou Gushan Temple rises above Bicen, all the way into the middle of the lake. There is no rain, the mountains are long and moist, and there is no cloud and no water.
Moss on the broken bridge, deep flowers in the empty courtyard. I still remember the moon at the west window and the bells ringing in the forest of steles.
The Tang Qunfeng of Lingyin Temple in Hangzhou opened a palm, and the threshold of Zhu was extended several times. The boundary between Buddha and land leads to the spring.
The fifth watch went downstairs the next month, and Guo Zhongyan was ten miles away. There are towers and pavilions in the back, and front hills and cross pavilions.
The river sand is quiet, and the moss on the stone is fresh. Call it an ape for a long time, and the west rock is deep.
Su Shan, abbot of Lingyin Temple, can be seen everywhere. He loves Lingyin to fly alone. The trees were covered with beards, which disturbed the willows and cattails.
Gaotang will be eaten by thousands of people, beating gongs and drums. It is better to have a quilt picture than to have a fragrant abbot to sleep.
After staying at Jinshan Temple in the Tang Dynasty in Runzhou for one night, he left the dead group. Monks return to the moon at night, and dragons come out of the clouds.
You can see it in the tree and hear it on both sides of the clock. Thinking about this city, I was drunk all day.
Wang Chengjue carved stone into incense in the hanging temple to make it up. The Vatican Palace is dedicated to the present, and the pavilion overlooks Feng Dan.
Tao Zhuang porcelain kiln rain, monk cold valley mouth wind is not easy to climb, looking ahead endlessly.
When did the Hanging Temple in Luo Zheng and the Stone Wall in Ming Dynasty become the Vatican Palace? The cliff is narrow and the path is clear. Mountains and rivers surround the sky, and the temples are jagged and blue.
The waning moon peeps at the hue, and the wind is quiet and empty. If you want to stop, ask the monk in Andeshan. He is a distant monk.
Zheng Luo, who boarded the Hanging Temple in the Ming Dynasty, tried to mention the reason yesterday, but failed to do so. He went back to Lan Ruo and asked the monk. No matter whether the bluebird has come or not, the white clouds at the mouth of the cave have not gone.
I have heard of Buddhism, so have I. With virtual epiphany, you can't live, and you can reach the peak of Zen.
It is difficult to climb the Hanging Temple, knowing who Liu Zunxian will open the stone wall as a ritual fairy. Brahma is full of doubts, and the incense table is really in the fog.
The mountains are too bright and strong, and visitors go to the lonely peak on May night. In order to invite teachers from afar to sell wine, I invited Mingyue to linger.
The title hanging temple Wu Ming Li Jiage is not Danxia, and the white clouds are sealed several times. The moon hangs in a thousand holes, and the wind falls in the air
The branches are clear and the old dragon stays in front of the eaves. Just a few thousands of feet, every day is a constant case.
You can visit the Hanging Temple, where the stone screen stands thousands of miles and the ancient temple hangs in the air. The pure land is in the dust and the building is far away.
A bay with the moon beside the rock, Zen in semi-mural. Overlooking pedestrians is small, floating towards fairies.
One Night Mountain Temple Author: Li Bai's dangerous building is 100 feet high, and his hands can pick stars. Standing here, I dare not speak loudly for fear of disturbing the gods in the sky.
"Farewell to Hanshan Temple" Time: Ming Author: Gao Qi looks at Bishan in the west, and the gate of the Han River is hidden alone in the temple. The clock in the boat urges the walker to get up, and the lamp in the tower shines on the monk to return.
The fishing village is lonely, the official road is rustling and the leaves are sparse. Be sure to stop outside Gusu City to see off the princess's singing season.
Qiao Feng Temple (Song Yugui) is connected with the lake. The bright moon shines in the sky, and the sound of geese makes people sleep. In the past, I have been to Qiao Feng, and I tied a boat on the stone shore.
6. Write the poem of Hanshan Temple.
Temple buildings are directly adjacent to mountains, and the land of plenty is in the southeast of Tianjin.
A poet who only cherishes the interests of teeth and the market, but can't smell the sense of fishing fire.
There is no such thing as returning from a trip. It should be true to ask Lao Hanyan.
When the bell rang in the clear night, several people had their own dreams.
Hanshan Temple Wang Ming Xi Deng
On the west side of the ancient temple, there are green hills everywhere.
Stone dragons don't make rain, but river finches still sing the wind.
It is difficult to determine whether the city is close to the monk, and the flowers are not red in spring.
Candles flow outside the door and the dust is dark.
Qi sent Hanshan Temple to bid farewell.
Fengqiao looks at the blue mountains in the west, and the temple covers the Han River alone.
The clock in the boat urges the walker to get up, and the lamp in the tower shines on the monk to return.
Fishing should be lonely, the official road is rustling and the leaves are sparse.
Be sure to stop outside Gusu City to see off the princess's singing season.
Ye Bo Qiaofengwang Hanshan Temple
Night fire with loneliness, ten years dream of Qiao Feng.
Didn't see Wang Sili, Qing Kuang came to Hanshan Temple to ask about the tide.
Hanshan Temple
Wujiang River roared, maple leaves fell, and Bishan Ancient Temple enjoyed itself.
The cold bird went down to the rock side tower, and the residual photos showed the monk pine outside the road.
There is no vulgar rhyme in the empty gaozhai, but there is a hint of Maitreya and a strong wind.
The ship is far away in the cold wave, and the dream should have the taste of midnight.
Night parking near Fengqiao Zhangji
Frosty night, Jiang Feng, fishing and sleeping,
In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship.