Ancient poems and sentences containing mountain names

Ode to Mount Tai

Jinluji

No matter how high Mount Tai is, it is impossible to create heaven.

There is still a week, and the clouds are overcast.

There is also a pavilion in Fu Liang, and there is also a pavilion in Artemisia argyi.

A thousand ghosts live in seclusion, and larks gather in the sacred room.

While chanting on Mount Tai, the Chu sound was generously aroused.