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Fold the words on the green slate and open it.
A row of blue tiles and white walls
He came face to face.
The oncoming lights of that street.
Like a river, it winds to the sky.
Intertwined with the bright milky way
Made in heaven and earth, originally
Those colorful dreams
It's all in this poem.
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Looming in the halo.
Scattered room shadows
Is it a long sentence?
The wine flag fluttered in the wind.
And the flashing store name.
Isn't it an inscription?
The most is the sound of the guzheng.
* * * That struck a chord.
What is the tune of this colorful word?
Let you fall again
In which dream?
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The Old Moon in Grandma's Story
At this moment, I also climbed the wall.
Quietly, a grass shadow is reflected.
Whispering something
Past events
Blind A Bing.
Is it influenced by the water town?
Or open your mind.
Otherwise, the moon is in the water under Er Quan.
How can he score?
So sad
Nanchang street. Qingming bridge
Gao Qiao on the porch, leaning against the bar.
Gaze at the full moon
Where did you get it?
If you walk, you will walk in again.
Which word is missing
And my shadow
But to the water under the bridge.
The heavy wall in the shadow of that Sichuan lamp
Has fallen into my hands.
Breeze blowing
Stir up ripples again
Now, let me get drunk
Never, never.
A delicious sentence from a restaurant.
Wake me up.
Nanchang street. Canal Ling Bo.
Nobody can enjoy it.
100,000 maids.
Made of silk and satin.
Palace ship
I just imagine.
Accompanied by a woman.
By boat.
Shake a lamp
Walk through the blurred water.
live up to
This lamp shadow is shaking red.
night scene
In which building is a song floating?
slur
What kind of woman is it?
Open your lips gently.
Euphemistic songbird
Who is laughing in the building by the shore?
Disturbed the quiet night.
Let my lonely heart
in turmoil
Dim lights, clusters
The girl among the flowers
111 threshold
Like smiling at me.
If at this time, I am still young.
Will smile at her, and then
Let her feel a trace of affection.
Take it ashore.
Suddenly, it was gone.
Spots of flowers are still there.
The threshold is still fragrant and still there.
Like a fragrant soul haunting
I smell one flower after another.
You, hiding in
In which flowers?
Nanchang street. Nanzenji
Love in the world of mortals
Has been lost in the desert
When the years are not in the mood to love
Give me Jiangnan
Then I'll ask impermanence
In a thousand-year-old Zen temple
Blue light scroll, got it.
What human vicissitudes?
After midnight, chanting.
Wash away all the dirt on your body.
In the voice of the little wooden fish
I want to cross my legs.
There is a monk sitting opposite.
One building, one building.
Refer to Zen principles
Nanchang street. Yaoqun site
It turns out that Jiangnan's kind words
In these kilns.
Word for word.
After slow stewing and flame inversion
Calcined
Imagine the 480 Temple in the Southern Dynasties.
How many stories are there in misty rain?
Not all of them are lingering.
Is it affected by kiln fire?
Now, the Millennium kiln fire has been extinguished.
Where can we find words?
Continue to write Jiangnan
FYI
2. Appreciation of Lotte in Wuxi Yangzhou I first saw Liu Yuxi's bleak land of Bashan and Chushui, and I gave up on myself for 23 years.
People come back. Like people in Michelle, I can only play the flute, and I am disappointed. On one side of the boat, Qian Fan races; At the head of the sick tree, every year is a spring shower.
Today, listen to you sing a song, drink a glass of wine and cheer up. In the second year of Tang Jingzong Baoli (826), Liu Yuxi went on strike and returned to Luoyang, and Bai Juyi returned to Luoyang from Suzhou. The two poets met in Yangzhou.
Bai Juyi wrote a poem as a gift at the banquet: "Bring me a glass of wine and beat chopsticks with you. Although your poetry is first-class and can be called a national champion, it is doomed that you can't get it.
Dou Rong's eyes are decent, but you stay lonely for a long time. Full officials have their own satisfactory positions, but you are empty. I also know that you should be very tired, but these 23 years have been too much loss. "
Liu Yuxi wrote "Reward Lotte at the First Meeting in Yangzhou" to reward him. Liu Yuxi's poems of giving answers inherited Bai's last words, and emphatically expressed his feelings in this special environment.
In Bai's poems, Bai Juyi expressed infinite feelings about Liu Yuxi's experience, and the last two sentences said: "I also know the name of the quilt, and 23 years is not too much." On the one hand, he lamented Liu Yuxi's unfortunate fate, on the other hand, he praised Liu Yuxi's talent and fame.
You deserve bad luck. You are so talented! But twenty-three years of misfortune is too much. These two poems contain praise in sympathy, which is very euphemistic.
Because Bai Juyi talked about the twenty-third year at the end of the poem, Liu Yuxi went on to say at the beginning of the poem: "Bashan Chu water is desolate, and in the twenty-third year, I gave up on myself." I have lived in the desolate area of Bashan Chushui for twenty-three years.
Come and go, showing the intimate relationship between friends. Then, the poet naturally felt: "Homesickness is empty, and I feel like a rotten ke when I go to my hometown."
He said that he had been away for twenty-three years, and now he was back. Many old friends had died, so he could only recite Wendy Fu in vain to express his condolences. Coming back is like a previous life, and it feels completely different. It's not the past anymore.
The latter sentence uses the allusion of Wang Fu-fu, which not only implies his long years of relegation, but also shows the change of the world after reunification and his unfamiliar and melancholy state of mind, with rich implications. In Bai Juyi's poem, there are two sentences: "The scenery is long and lonely, and the official position of the Manchu dynasty is abolished", which means that all the contemporaries have been promoted, and only you have wasted your life alone in a desolate place, which is quite unfair to Liu Yuxi.
In this regard, Liu Yuxi wrote in his poems: "Qian Fan is on the side of the shipwreck and Wan Muchun is in front of the sick tree." Liu Yuxi compared himself to a sunken ship and a sick tree. Although he is disappointed, he is quite philosophical.
On the side of the sunken ship, Qian Fan is competing; Before a sick tree, everything is spring. He excavated these two sentences from Bai Juyi's poems, but encouraged Bai Juyi not to grieve for his loneliness and waste, showing his open mind about the changes of the world and the rise and fall of his official career.
These two poems echo Baishi's poems "There is nothing I can do" and "I also know that the combination of talented people and fame is broken", but their ideological realm is higher than Baishi's poems and their significance is much deeper. Twenty-three years of relegation did not make him depressed.
As he wrote in another poem: "Sang Yu is late because the sky is still full of summer." His sick tree needs to be refreshed to welcome spring.
Because these two poems are vivid, they are still often quoted and given new meanings, which shows that new things will replace old things. It is precisely because of the sudden emergence of couplets in "Sinking Boat", which changed the sad and depressed mood in front, the couplets went down with the trend and wrote: "Listen to a song by Jun today, and rely on a glass of wine for the time being, and the spirit will grow."
Point out the meaning of Bai Juyi's problem. I was deeply moved by your poem today, so let's entertain with wine for the time being! With the warm care of friends, rachel expressed his desire to cheer up and get back into life.
Show perseverance. The ups and downs in poetry and the boldness in depression are excellent works in appreciating poetry.
3. About Wuxi's ancient poem "You Huishan (and Syria)" Su Shi
I used to be a scholar in Qiantang. I traveled to and from Wuxi and never missed Huishan.
That is, I went to Huzhou for five years, and I came with Gaoyou Qin Taixu and Hangzhou monks. I visited the poems written by Wang Wuling, Dou Qun and Zhu Su in Chu Shi in the Tang Dynasty, and I like their simple language. I have no dust on me. I wrote three poems each with their rhymes.
After five years in my dream, I feel pale.
It will also be dusty and step by step.
Song looked down and saw Hong Hexiang.
Between liver and lung, it has become Kethleen light.
The color in the virtual light is pure and fragrant.
Go back to this world and forget it forever.
Thin clouds don't cover mountains, and rain doesn't wet people.
Loose and smooth, new strategy.
I have two or three sons, anxious and phosphorus-free.
Winning the tour will be different, but the sentence is still dust.
Sorrow over the past, cry, and sing a little song.
Alas, for the wind, it is difficult to be neighbors with the Bird's Nest.
Knock on the fire to make a mountain spring, and make tea to avoid the forest.
The bright window is purple, and the color and taste are two unique.
I sleep and eat my ears, and I want to die when I am full.
Xiao Yuchuanzi, hungry for 300 months.
Do you sleep like a mountain man?
A Europe and * * *, there is no way out.
Huishan Songting 'an Pi Rixiu
Zhao Fangchi, Jindian, Old Xiangshan, Qianye Lotus
The wind rises at dusk in front of the temple, and pine nuts beat against the stone bed.
4. Seek poems about Wuxi. Wuxi Dongguo sent friends to swim across Liu Changqing Guest Road, and the countryside was full of spring.
If you can't see the weeds in the plain, where will the wanderer go? Smoke and water take the lake wide, and Yunshan is suitable for the beginning.
Therefore, the capital is pregnant with fu, and the ancient cave is looking for books. The monument is close to Cao E's residence, and the forest is deserted.
The rivers and lakes are boundless, not just for firewood and fishing. Li Jiayou, the late spring banquet, and Fuxi Pavilion, the famous Cai in Wuxi, were idle and lonely, and were restless.
Get the moon first by being near the water tower, and get the moon first by being near the water tower. Xing Cao Ji, how many peaks there are.
Go back to Wudi another day and stop for a while. Lang Shiyuan, a master who went to Wuxi Bieling (Liu Changqing's poems and Huangfuran's poems), was a monk, formerly known as Zhu and formerly known as Lin.
Once in the spring mountain, a thousand peaks cannot be found. In the new year, the grass is everywhere and the clouds are deep.
If you want to ask a micro official, you will be surprised to know. Mei Li's first house was built in Wuxi for 40 years. Now there are several pieces in our house ... After going to Shangjiashan in Li Shen, Jiashan is still good.
I used to go to Songgui for a long time, but now I'm getting old. Shangjiashan, near the ancient road.
High and low into the clouds, weeds are not even grass. The grass is green and thick, and the cold is flying all over the grass.
Crows crow far away at trees, and geese stick to clouds. Rock light turns to the setting sun, and monk fire opens the room.
The sound of bamboo caves is long and the sound of pine buildings is melodious. Taitai spring is flowing, and the stone is green and dense.
Lost in the old road, lost in the front. Sigh full crown, strong and happy.
Laugh and sing pity, string bamboo and play. On the mountains and rivers, the wine is full of chat.
When I was born in Jiuliu, I was idle. Qingshan can't go, and the past is still melancholy.
After the situation, the bald man looked after Huai Kong. I hope that the Furong Lake in Wuxi is far away, and the willow banks are lingering.
The weather is sunny, there are no chickens and geese, and it is suspected that it is the first dream mirror lake in autumn. There is only a small fire at the edge of Danju village, and geese fly in the blue lumen.
Depressed leaves hang on the banks of the Yang family, and there is little smell of smashing clothes across the water. Waves of clouds are uneven, and the blue light behind the sun is hidden and deep.
Just like looking at the sea tree in the middle, Moon Lake is hidden by mountains. The old mountain recognizes the haze, and the lake spreads green holes.
I'm glad to see Yunquan still disappointed, but I'm ashamed that I won't go back to the mountain. Blue cliffs and valleys are clear, and tired birds return to the clouds.
The melancholy bald heads are four old people, carrying dust to Yichuan. The title is Huishan Temple (the work of Huishan Temple in Wuxi County, Changzhou City). Where are the people in the old house in Zhang Hu?
The sound of the spring reaches the end of the pool and goes upstairs on the mountain. Small holes give birth to oblique bamboo, and heavy steps are mixed with fine sand.
Look at the city frequently, and the clouds are bright and watery. After being drunk in Wuxi County, Zhao Tuo passed on an anonymous surname and the boat was Liu Yin.
Poor autumn tears in the south, lingering in the heart of the country. Luo Jing's clothes are dusty, and the Jianghu wine is deeply ill.
Why do you need to find Tao Dan and get drunk from Hengqin? In Wuxi County, Piling County, the first batch of Luo Yin grass worms were sent to swallow trees, but they were alone at night.
Turbid waves rush to Wuyuan, and the sound of sparse bells is all beneficial to the cold mountains. It is not easy to worry about death, and it is even harder to love your hometown.
Friends and relatives will laugh one day, only to know that the book sword is unprovoked. Reward Huangfuran will go to Wuxi and bid farewell to Hunan Lingyi Tonggu Temple in yunmen temple. There is no limit to our communication.
If you want to know Yunmen Road, you can get to Ruoye from the striker. Spring mountain worships the house, and old trees thank the family.
Since you can hide for a long time, the word is on credit. On a moonlit night in the mountains, there is an early breeze on Lake Jiao Ran, and there are two peaks of moonlight and autumn.
I know the order of Moling from a distance, and I am in the West Building tonight. Other leaves rustle and frost flowers are everywhere.
How to * * * clear the scenery, different counties and different tours. With Lisi, Wuxi Wuqiu Temple and Jiao Ran Mausoleum, where Junzi and Lu Yu stayed, became fragrant hills, and Zen branches produced poplars.
The sword pool leaves a story, and the moon tree is the other side. Don't forget the interests.
Lu Jushi will also return to China in the morning. Don't worry about the old life of Wuxi Nanchanlian, you will be happy when you are old.
Have fun outside the party, not inside the volume. Stay in Xixiefudi, be diligent in Zen and be happy.
Japanese rural customs are old, and everyone sighs. Occasionally my classmates rain, and I will always be pregnant with nine fairy clouds.
The incense in the cave is good, and it is popular in the legal world. The poems of Wuxi's second son urged him to return to the boss. He was happy and relaxed.
Every time I think of dust, I want to meet immortal sweat and wander. I don't know whether the spring in March is rotten or not, but the rain on Pentecost is still worth it.
I hurried home, recited my son's words and called the boy to the boat. (The above two songs are from Song Dynasty-Cao Xun) Wuqi Road, Wu Chu, Wuxi County, is an old scattered person in the rivers and lakes on a spring day.
Let the boat come to Guxian and sell wine for leisure. Flowers fall in the rain village, birds sing and trees spring.
The wild pool winds on the ground, and there is no incense dust. Seeing Xu shaking hands with Wei Wuxi, I couldn't help saying goodbye, and the voice of the court was about to fall.
Yun Sheng soles, Tian Fu eyebrows. Respect is the pillar, and harmony is the boat.
In Liu Pu, where the national flag is flying, it is raining. (The above two songs are from Song-Hong) See Li Yuande's "Offering Wine in Wuxi" [Group Poems] (Song-Liu Guo), a bird that lives in a phoenix tree, is not warm enough to fly, so it is better to bow down and pay.
If Ying Ji realizes that the perch is good, he should regret not returning to Jiangdong. After Wuxi, I saw Li Yuande sweeping the sun, singing in Currie and playing bamboo and silk to keep warm.
The lonely area is so curtilage, but there are two heroes in the world. Passing through Wuxi, I saw that Li Yuande's wine festival was a new change. I didn't succeed in studying the article, and Qingyun couldn't contact me.
You should laugh at every corner of the mat, but you want to be effective, but Zong Lin is the whole towel. Outside the Taoist Temple in Wuxi (Song Dynasty-Liu Guo), I went to the world of mortals, bought melons and bought Li Xingxiu.
The root stone falls through the moon, and the hall pavilion is typhoon. The Taoist priest who sells ink often buys wine, and he can make Lao Tzu want to fly.
Golgotha, south of the maggots, Peng Yu is at large. Send Wang Anzhi to Wuxi Judge (Song Poetry-Lu Wengui) Longfeng is adjacent to our state, and the baby has been weaned for a long time.
Or add a hand scissors. Who wants to rub it? A guest came to Jiahe to talk about my reading dock.
Calling it king can be compared with ancient officials. Honesty is not blamed privately, and public is not afraid of strength.
Frost is severe in autumn and it rains in spring. Zeguo perch is fat, and mountain spring water tea is especially bitter.
States and counties are all in vain, all numbers. Moschin walked a horizontal line and learned to dance in colorful clothes.
Seeing that Wang Yu (Song Poetry-Song Qi), the chief editor of Wuxi, is far away in the southeast, he will be honored to test his talents. The guests are from Liangyuan and the housekeeper is from Taiwei.
Cheng Jiong, who is off the mainland, has a long wind. Cicada knows when rice is ripe. Remember the tide.
It is better to tell a story than to tell a story. Love yourself, it is common to have a military city.
Wuxi sent Sun (Song Poetry-Wang Anshi) to Jiankang Block and sent him to the sick body. Shan Ye was deserted and obstacles returned to Tianjin. Looking back with a thousand songs, there are many people in the west.
Send Feng Qing back to Wuxi (Song Poetry-Wang Sui). If we want our people to be poor, we should teach them who to choose. After mixed feelings of sadness and joy, I would like to plow mulberry fields.
There is a long opening picture, which would be helpful if there were no algae. I just can't feel the power of poetry and calligraphy now. After a long time, I should still say that I am a great Feng.
Send Feng Qing back to Wuxi (2) The source of clouds is ruthless, and every mistake has a cause. After the solution, it was a mistake, but it was immortalized.
Ning Fei is willing to retreat, and Yuqiao is more glorious. Swimming to Hui Quan to cook ancient bamboo, spring breeze and hiking.
Wuxi (Song Poetry-Wen Tianxiang) Jinshan Ran Ran is full of waves and rain, and there is no spring in the tin water. Twenty years ago, I walked three thousand miles in Kaminooji.
The hero is not dead, and the father is eager to meet him. .
5. Poems describing Wuxi 1. There was tin in ancient times and Wuxi today.
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There was tin in ancient times.
Wuxi today
Sinai is the dividing line between war and peace.
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Just like uranium.
It is another name for the earth.
When can I visit Uranium Free?
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? 2。 Daafu
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A man and a woman.
Caught a boa constrictor
Similar to Nezha.
Traveling in the East China Sea of China
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In fact, this is a contribution.
Boning and meat withdrawal
Break with the world
Be a pioneer in performance art
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? 3。 Jiulong irrigation bath
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On a large flat land
Red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue and purple.
Black and white, nine dragons
Nine melodies, one after another.
Run, lie down, sit, stand, jump, lean back, bend over and squat.
Eight poses, and one more.
Posture is no posture.
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Or the posture of water, hold high.
Fall, retreat, clean up the dust and return to the earth.
The posture of water firmly believes that it can be polished.
Whether it's sunshine
Or the light of weapons
Water, page by page, page by page.
Just like the words in the Bible, it's hard to explain.
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People use their lips to get water.
Is the most humble prayer, and in the body
The horizontal line is consistent and connected with the horizon.
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Born with a wish.
There is a body that can be bathed.
There is an interpretation that will soon be deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.
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Light is like a flood at low tide.
The quiet valley is a large quiet flat land.
People surfaced in twos and threes and fled in all directions.
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? 4。 Wuxi Lingshan Buddha
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This man is so big.
So fat
How many bowls of rice do you want to eat a day?
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This man is squinting.
Pretend not to look at people
In fact, no one can see better than him.
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When he stamped his foot, the man grew very tall.
It's too high for anyone.
You can avoid it, you can turn a blind eye.
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This man is behind him.
Nobody wants to carry him, everyone is thinking.
"I was caught, I am so small!"
6. Xiao Chun (Meng Haoran)' s poem describing the spring scenery in Yuan Yin, Wuxi.
In the spring morning, I woke up easily.
Birds are singing everywhere around me.
But now I remember that night, that storm,
How many fallen flowers are there?
Ancient poems describing spring
Liu Yong (He)
Jasper dressed up as a tree,
Ten thousand green silk tapestries hang down.
I don't know who cut off the thin leaves,
The spring breeze in February is like scissors.
Ancient poems describing spring
Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night (Du Fu)
Good rain knows its correct time;
When spring comes.
The wind blows its mouth at night;
Moisturize things silently.
Dark clouds filled the wild lane;
The fire of a river boat is unique.
Dawn sees saturated red;
Flowers weigh heavily on Jinguan City.
Ancient poems describing spring
Guanniaoxi (Wang Wei)
When people are idle, sweet-scented osmanthus falls,
The night is quiet and the mountains are empty.
The moon is full of surprises,
It rings in the spring stream.
Ancient poems describing spring
Qingming (Du Mu)
It rained a lot during my stay in Tomb-Sweeping Day.
Pedestrians on the road want to die.
Excuse me, where is the restaurant?
The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village.
Ancient poems describing spring
Peach Blossom in Dalin Temple (Bai Juyi)
The world in April is full of beauty,
Peach blossoms in the mountain temple are in full bloom.
I hate that spring is nowhere to be found,
I don't know how it got like this.
Ancient poems describing spring
Late spring (Han Yu)
The grass knows that spring will come back soon.
All kinds of red and purple hit Fang Fei.
Huayang has no talent for pods,
Just to solve the problem of heavy snow.
Ancient poems describing spring
In early spring, he became a member of Zhang (Han Yu) of the Ministry of Water Resources.
The rain in Tianjie is as slippery as crisp,
The color of the grass is far and near, but not at all.
The biggest advantage is that one spring,
It's better than a city full of smoke and willow.
Ancient poems describing spring
Chun Xing (Wu Yuanheng)
It's cloudy,
All the flowers fall to see the songbirds.
The spring breeze caused homesickness overnight.
Follow the spring breeze to Los Angeles again.
Ancient poems describing spring
Tituchengnanzhuang (Cuihu)
On this day last year, in this door,
Peach blossoms set each other off in red.
People don't know where to go,
Peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze.
Ancient poems describing spring
Jueju (Du Fu)
Later that day, Jiang,
Spring breeze smells of flowers and plants.
Muddy swallows,
The sand warms the sleeping mandarin duck.
Ancient poems describing spring
Looking for flowers by the river (Du Fu)
Huang Si's maiden is full of flowers,
Thousands of flowers crushed the branches.
Butterflies have been dancing,
The charming warbler chirps.
7. Poems describing Wuxi 1. There was tin in ancient times and Wuxi today.
There was tin in ancient times.
Wuxi today
Sinai is the dividing line between war and peace.
Just like uranium.
It is another name for the earth.
When can I visit Uranium Free?
2。 Daafu
A man and a woman.
Caught a boa constrictor
Similar to Nezha.
Traveling in the East China Sea of China
In fact, this is a contribution.
Boning and meat withdrawal
Break with the world
Be a pioneer in performance art
3。 Jiulong irrigation bath
On a large flat land
Red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue and purple.
Black and white, nine dragons
Nine melodies, one after another.
Run, lie down, sit, stand, jump, lean back, bend over and squat.
Eight poses, and one more.
Posture is no posture.
Or the posture of water, hold high.
Fall, retreat, clean up the dust and return to the earth.
The posture of water firmly believes that it can be polished.
Whether it's sunshine
Or the light of weapons
Water, page by page, page by page.
Just like the words in the Bible, it's hard to explain.
People use their lips to get water.
Is the most humble prayer, and in the body
The horizontal line is consistent and connected with the horizon.
Born with a wish.
There is a body that can be bathed.
There is an interpretation that will soon be deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.
Light is like a flood at low tide.
The quiet valley is a large quiet flat land.
People surfaced in twos and threes and fled in all directions.
4。 Wuxi Lingshan Buddha
This man is so big.
So fat
How many bowls of rice do you want to eat a day?
This man is squinting.
Pretend not to look at people
In fact, no one can see better than him.
When he stamped his foot, the man grew very tall.
It's too high for anyone.
You can avoid it, you can turn a blind eye.
This man is behind him.
Nobody wants to carry him, everyone is thinking.
"I was caught, I am so small!"