Wild temples definitely rely on reading, and Lingshan will travel all over the world. When you are old, you will be tired, when you are sick, you will be born, and you will read classics.
Beggars are too far away from the village, so find the stream and love the road. I have lived in Baiyan for many years, but I can't remember the name of Baiyan.
Two Poems of Lonely Mountain (Co-quoted)
There are two strains of Chen in Gushan.
One is paid by people, and the old man at the foot of the mountain has seen it dry, but it is as solid as a rock, more than not doing it.
"Monk Record" explains that the main hall is on its side, which is called Baitang.
This hall is connected with Zhu Yi Pavilion, a white public house.
I wrote two poems in memory of them.
A few years ago, the crane bone was still alive.
Double dry materialized first, and look at the peaceful years of the nine dynasties and three dynasties.
Suddenly I was surprised that the structure of China came out of the rock, and there were begging and reconciliation names everywhere.
This cypress is not withered, so you can remember it. If you talk to Hinayana Zen, you will be discouraged.
The bamboo pavilion seamount is at a loss, and the ancient temple is full of bamboo.
The black dragon is a kind of grandson when the white crane does not leave home.
Two clumps are like Xiao Lang's pen, a thousand acres empty.
Want to ask the portrait of the new poem, sick Vimalakīrti more speechless.