Poems describing stone lions

Praise for the quality of lions has existed since ancient times. For example, the lingering sound of the third volume of "Qin Yuan Chun Cai He" robbed me of my prestige. When I had an epiphany, the outer edge was not false. Let me be a monk, the ends of the earth, a wild crane floating in the clouds, regardless of time. I was happy and sleepy before the moon went downwind. As soon as I turn around, I will fall into the clouds and smoke in the distance. Originally, I didn't say anything, but the Tao is □