Ancient poems in Longmen Grottoes

Two cliffs broke in the wild. Open your arms and you will not be saved. Clear springs are inexhaustible. I'm ashamed of the barbarians. Uneven fragrance of water chestnut. The first part of this song. Monks who hide at the door don't return, and stone pagodas are cold. Cool leaves cover the mountain spring, Nuo participates in the art exhibition, and the valley turns around. Twelve poems by Youlong. The incense brake tail of Guanghua Temple in Rizhao. There are several plates in Shengshan Temple. Don't forget to come back at sunset. Baima Temple began to know that the world is muddy and beautiful, and the wine raising is spectacular. Sit and watch Ling Ze sprinkle, as well as this and several teachings. It stands and watches the top of the Buddha, sits in the spring courtyard of Yin Qing, learns to paint a Buddhist temple, builds a medical hut, and shrugs. When the clock struck, it came out of the valley and the stream slipped down like a line. The tortoise and the fish are in the water. Xiao Xiang was that year. As soon as the shrine is released, the sound of birds in the secluded forest changes, and cattle and horses drink. There are no monks in the forest. Han Wei dived into the old forest valley in Gong Li, where dense bamboo forests are ancient and beautiful, and green hills are full of smoke. Only in the past will tripods be set up. Gan Yuan Temple Linshen Temple is lonely. Look at the pavilions, pavilions and pavilions in Bodhi Hospital. A cool environment. The dragon goes to empty the old rock, and life and death are not tired. Baoying Temple has no road. The river pours into eight beaches, and the cliff collapses. The sun rises and sets. The old monk bowed his head in the spring breeze and never flew to the pavilion. The structure gives birth to the stone, and the wind is born under the stone gate. Er Quan forced Yao Gui. Poor travel is exhausting. Sincerely or with prayer, lead the clouds and trees to the queen of the brook flower. Baifu Cinema is far away from people, with low eaves and swallows coming out. At first, I went deep into the mountains and had a bird's eye view of Ilo, but when I saw full of green in the valley, I sat in the hall and chatted. Andrew flies a cloud, and the lamp is full of clouds. Xixi I'm from Nanling, and I'm wandering in the early cave. I don't know where the stream is, but the breeze is great. Chisel a stone row of monk niches. High-cost tickets. I live in a foreign country, and there is silence in Niaoti Mountain, so I'll pour the jar into the pot. The cross door covered half a foot and forgot to say what it was missing. Xu Xing built a million trees. The people of Luxi haven't lived for a long time. The master is invisible, and this plan is spring. Shilou calls itself the root of the cloud. Xugong Reading Office of Lishe Tower Hospital. On the fragrant hills, I am greedy and selfless. Li Zhiman is full of Han River, with dust like breeze and sparse weather. Ji Gongan is here, fighting to build a double pavilion.