Bless the teacher's poem

Blessing the teacher's poem:

Untitled time is a long time before I met her, but it has been even longer since Tang Li Shangyin broke up.

It was a long time ago that I met her, but since we separated, the time has become longer, the east wind is blowing, and a hundred flowers are blooming. Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and when the torch turns to ashes, tears will flow dry.

In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of the moonlight with her evening song. Not far from her charming mountain, oh, bluebird, listen! -Give me what she said! .

"Jihai Miscellaneous Work" Qing Gong Zi Zhen

Only the great explosive power of lightning can make the land of China exude vitality, but the social and political situation is not angry, but a kind of sadness. I advise God to cheer up and not stick to certain norms to belittle more people.

Seeking harmony, respecting teachers and retiring Tang Libai

The mountain peak is steep, and Capricorn's day is free from the memory of that year. Dial the clouds to find the ancient road, lean against the trees and listen to the flowing water.

Warm flowers lie on green cows, white cranes sleep on high pine branches. Talk to the teacher, the river has been shrouded in dusk, I want to walk alone in the cold mountain clouds.

"Apprentice" Liu Tang Shang

There is nowhere in the void, like glass. No matter who reaches the realm of poetry, Zen has gone beyond poetry.

"Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night" Tang Du Fu

Good rain knows the season, when spring comes. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.

The wild path is dark, and the river is bright. Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy.