1. Poems about ancient temples
Poems about ancient temples 1. Ancient poems about temples
Chang Jian of the Tang Dynasty wrote "Ti Po Shan Temple Hou Zen Yuan" in the early morning. Ancient temple, the early sunshine shines on the high forest.
The bamboo path leads to a secluded place, and the Zen room is surrounded by flowers and trees. The light of the mountain is pleasing to the birds, and the shadow of the pond is empty of the human heart.
All sounds are silent, except for the sound of bells and chimes. Qilu Temple Ode Ringing bells and incense cauldrons circle around the world of mortals, worshiping who comes to wake up.
Encountering evil spirits when entering and exiting the temple, scraping anointed blood to worship the gods. Cloud Resentment Ci (Qing Dynasty.
Chen Weisong) The clouds on the spring mountain are harmonious, the spring water in front of the mountain is green in the morning. Point out the ancient temple in Qiancun.
Flower sacrifices: temples do not need mountains to escape from the world. Buddhism is twice as busy today. If the Buddha wishes, visitors can stay in the Buddhist hall in the middle of the court. In winter, Nuo drums are used to celebrate the passing of the year, and the flames of candles move the golden boats. The colorful swallows are hard to find in the previous dream, and the crisp flowers are empty and springy.
Wenyuan is sick, Lan Cheng has been traveling for a long time, and looking back is sad. The bright moon plays the flute on the Meishan Mountain, and the wind is gentle and the sky is full of orioles in the Yu Temple.
——Lu You's "Night Mooring at Maple Bridge" by Zhang Ji The moon is setting, the crows are crying, the sky is full of frost, the river maples are fishing and the fire is facing melancholy. At Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City, the bell rang for the passenger ship at midnight.
Die Lian Hua Yumiao Lanting Jingu Road. A night of clear frost dyed all the trees by the lake.
Don’t complain about the depth of the parrot’s cup. You will know where you are when you meet him. The passing years cannot be retained.
The beauty in the mirror will eventually fade away. Ding Ningjun remembers that gods must be made by idle people.
——Lu You and his nephew Liang, the governor of Hangzhou, visited Tianzhu Temple. Tang Author: Li Bai Hanging on a mat on Lingpengqiu, watching the waves and resting in Zhanglou. Three mountains are moving and enjoying life, and five horses are traveling together.
Tianzhu forest is in sight, and the pine wind rustles in autumn. Gaze at the clouds to gauge changes, and explore the water in a quiet and quiet place.
The mountains are separated by the distant sea, and the pavilion is written to return to the current. The poem is proud of the clouds and the moon, and the good things are all over Wuzhou.
Yong Yu Le · Nostalgia for the past in Guting, Bei Jingkou · Xin Qiji Throughout the ages, there are no heroes to be found, and Sun Zhong seeks a place. On the dance pavilion and singing stage, the wind is always blown away by the wind and the rain.
The setting sun, the grass and trees, the ordinary alleys, where the humane slaves once lived. I think back then, when we were strong and strong, we could swallow thousands of miles like a tiger.
Yuan Jia hastily sealed the wolf in Xu, and won a hasty visit to the north. Forty-three years later, I still remember the beacon fire on Yangzhou Road.
Looking back, there is a sacred crow drum under the Buddha Temple. Who can ask: Lian Po is old, can he still make a living? Passing Xiangji Temple Wang Wei I didn’t know Xiangji Temple, but I entered Yunfeng several miles away.
The ancient trees are untraveled, and there are no bells in the mountains. The sound of the spring swallows the rocks, and the sun is cold and green.
In the evening sky, the pond is filled with music, and Zen is used to control the poisonous dragon. Passing by Guanhua Temple Tanxing Master Shanyuan Wang Wei Holding a bamboo stick at dusk, we treat each other at Huxitou.
Urge guests to hear the sound of mountains and return to their houses to follow the flow of water. The wild flowers are blooming, and the valley bird sings quietly.
Sitting in the empty forest at night (Yizuo Village), it is quiet, the pines and the wind are as straight as autumn. Autumn is dark in the mountains. After the new rain in the empty mountains, autumn comes late.
The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring flows upstream from the rocks. The bamboo noise returns to Huan Nu, and the lotus moves off the fishing boat.
Let the spring fragrance rest at will, and the kings and grandsons can stay. "Jiangnan Spring" by Du Mu The oriole crows thousands of miles away, reflecting the red green, and the wine flag winds in the water village, mountain and Guo.
There are four hundred and eighty temples in the Southern Dynasty, and many towers are in the mist and rain. The Peach Blossoms of Dalin Temple by Bai Juyi The beauty of April in the world is gone, and the peach blossoms of the mountain temple begin to bloom.
I always regret that there is no place to return to in spring, and I don’t know where to turn. Beiyue Temple Jiadao There are five mountains in heaven and earth, and Mount Heng is located in the north.
The rocks are stacked on top of each other, and they are strange and unpredictable. No one dares to enter, the temple is dark in daylight.
Sometimes it rains and sprinkles the heaven and earth with virtue. May God be at peace, and my kingdom will be forever prosperous.
The Zen Temple behind Poshan Temple is often built. Entering the ancient temple early in the morning, the first sun shines on the high forest. The winding path leads to a secluded place, and the Zen room is deep with flowers and trees.
The light of the mountain is pleasing to the birds, and the shadow of the pond is empty of the human heart. Everything is silent, except for the sound of bells and chimes.
Inscribed on Gushan Temple in Hangzhou by Zhang Hu of the Tang Dynasty. The towers are towering with green cens, leading into the center of the lake. Without rain, mountains will always be moist, and without clouds, water will be cloudy.
The broken bridge is covered with moss, and the empty courtyard is filled with deep flowers. I still remember the moon in the west window and the sound of bells in the northern forest.
Inscribed on Lingyin Temple in Hangzhou, Zhang Hu, Tang Dynasty, the peaks and ridges are as wide as one palm, and the red sills are extended in several rings. The Buddha's ground is divided by flowers, and the monk's room is divided by bamboos and springs.
The next month at the fifth watch is downstairs, and there is smoke in Guozhong ten miles away. Behind the back tower is the towering pavilion, and in front of the horizontal pavilion on the front mountain.
The creek is sandy and the water is calm, and the rocks in the stream are dotted with fresh moss. It's good to call the ape for a long time, and the sound will be deep in the west rock.
The abbot of Lingyin Temple is Su Shi. There are huts everywhere in the mountains and rivers, but I love Lingyin Feilaigu the most. The trees are hundreds of feet long and bearded, and the willows and cattails disturb the brush.
Thousands of people gathered in the high hall to eat, and they rang bells and drums to make a noise in the afternoon. The abbot Ningxiang sleeps in a hut, and the sea map is sewn in the cotton quilt.
Inscribed on Jinshan Temple in Runzhou, Zhang Hu of the Tang Dynasty stayed at Jinshan Temple and transcended the world. The monk returns to the boat at night and the moon shines, and the dragon comes out of Xiaotang.
You can see the colors of the trees and hear the sound of bells on both sides of the river. Thinking about it in the morning market, I was drunk all day long.
Wangxuankong Temple Wang Chengjue of the Ming Dynasty carved stones into a place of incense and built the structure based on the virtual structure. The Brahma Palace is surrounded by green, and the pavilion overlooks the red maple.
The rain in the porcelain kiln is strong, and the wind blows from the mouth of the monk's cold valley. It’s not easy to climb up, but it’s endless to look at it from afar.
Passing the Xuankong Temple, Zheng Luo, Ming Dynasty, the stone wall was connected to the Brahma Palace, and the cliffs are connected by narrow paths. The mountains and rivers are surrounded by lonely mountains, and the palaces are jagged and green.
The faint smoke of the waning moon gives a glimpse of the color, and the quiet sound of the wind moves the Zen sky. I stopped the car and wanted to ask the mountain monk, but the monk Ande was Yuan Gong.
Climbing the Xuankong Temple Ming Dynasty Zheng Luo I didn’t go up yesterday because of Zhao Ti, so I looked for Lan Ruo and asked the mountain monk again. The bluebird at the top of the peak has not yet come, and the white clouds at the entrance of the cave have not yet gone.
Who builds the alchemy ladder ten thousand feet high? I listen to the Buddhist teachings and perform the Three Vehicles. I suddenly realized that the mind is not anchored, and I walked to the top of the Zen Pass.
Climbing the Hanging Temple Ming Dynasty Liu Zunxian Who opened the stone wall to present the golden immortal, the ethereal floor structure is difficult. The Qing Dynasty is full of doubts, and the incense platform is really looking into the fog.
The mountains are connected with Taiyue Mountain and are magnificent for thousands of years. Guests arrive at Gufeng on the night of May. I once sold wine to ask the distant master so that I could invite the bright moon to wander around.
Titled Xuankong Temple by Wu Lijia in the Ming Dynasty. On the Danxia Fei Pavilion, white clouds cover it several times. The moon hangs in a thousand caves, and the bell falls in the wind.
The pure sanctum flows through the branches of the trees, and the old dragon sleeps in front of the eaves. The light of wisdom is thousands of feet long, filling Hengzong day and night.
Visiting the Xuankong Temple, Deng Keshao, Qing Dynasty. The stone screen stands thousands of feet tall, and the ancient temple hangs in the air. The pure land is far away from dust, and the lofty towers adorn the distant sky.
The moon beside a bay of rocks is half a mural of Zen. Looking down at the pedestrians, I feel like I am in a fairyland.
Staying at the Mountain Temple at Night Author: Li Bai The dangerous building is a hundred feet high, and you can pick the stars with your hands. Don't dare to speak loudly for fear of frightening the people in heaven.
"Farewell to Hanshan Temple" Year: Ming Dynasty Author: Gao Qi The maple bridge looks to the west of the green mountains, and the temple faces the Hanjiang River. The bell in the boat reminds travelers to get up, and the lamp in the tower illuminates the distant monks returning.
The fishing village is lonely and smokey, the official road is deserted and the leaves are sparse. It must be remembered that I am parked outside the city of Gusu, and I will see you off when the crow crows.
Fengqiao Temple (Yu Gui, Song Dynasty) The lake is connected to the moonlight, and the sound of wild geese disturbs people's sleep. Last year I stayed at Fengqiao and tied a small boat to the stone bank.
2. Good words and sentences about ancient temples
1. When I walked into the temple, I saw a huge Buddha. When I walked out of the temple, I saw a pond called the Life Release Pond. There was a turtle in the Life Release Pond. It swam really "fast" and could be called a "good swimmer".
2. When I walked into the temple gate and crossed the threshold, there was a statue of Sakyamuni in front of me. It didn’t look good, so I made a face at him. There were several monks nearby who were chanting sutras and meditating. There are also six large characters "Namo Amitabha" on the wall of Miaoguo Temple. You can tell at a glance that it is quite old. The wooden piles of these buildings have been eroded by time, and some of the outer skins have peeled off, making them look very dilapidated.
3. Walking to the center of the courtyard, you can see the endless sky when you look up. Although the temple is small, it has an everlasting feeling. If there is no one else in the temple, a few birds sing in the quiet air, which is very leisurely to listen to. At this time, an old monk came over and said hello to us, and we bowed to him. As soon as he finished praying, the old monk left quickly. I was a little curious and came up with a plan to follow the old monk secretly.
4. When I walked out of the building, I immediately saw an extremely old temple. Its corners and eaves were covered with dust, and it looked very gloomy. Under the sunlight of the evening, it looked very eerie. It's like a "haunted house".
5. This temple is not big. The top of the temple is covered with splendid colored glaze, and many immortals are carved on the roof ridge, which is lifelike.
6. Zhangfei Temple is a pearl in the upper reaches of the Yangtze River. It is located on the south bank of Yunyang County and is known as the most scenic spot in Bashu.
7. Looking from a distance, Puxian Temple looks like a heavenly palace. The rows and rows of buildings came into my sight. I can't wait to step through the door, ah! The air here is fresh, the environment is beautiful, and the buildings are carved with various patterns and the colors are bright and eye-catching.
8. Walking in the temple at sunset, listening to the deep and distant bells, and feeling the poet's emotions when he failed the exam, it is a unique artistic conception.
9. The bells of "dang, dang" seem to echo in my ears. It is really: the moon is setting, the crows are crying, the sky is full of frost, and the river maples and fishing fires are facing melancholy. At Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City, the bell rang for the passenger ship at midnight.
10. Looking up at the top of the temple is dazzling. The protruding faces of the Buddhas are like countless stars in the summer night sky. They have different expressions and various postures.
11. Around the temple, the nine colorful mountains look like a peacock spreading its tail, with its gorgeous and charming tail surrounding the peacock's head - Tanzhe Temple.
12. The temple must be hidden deep in the mountains. I drew a stone road step by step, winding and extending to the top of the mountain. On the road, there were monks carrying water and an endless stream of pilgrims. A hand-held basket filled with fruits, food and incense. . They kept walking, looking very religious.
13. The temple reflected in the green trees, the apricot-yellow walls, the blue-grey ridges, and the pale green towering ancient trees are all bathed in the rose-red morning glow.
14. Not far from the West Lake in Hangzhou, there is a temple where you can neither hear the sound of chanting sutras nor the melodious bells. It is the Yuewang Temple.
15. When I came to the center of the temple, I could not help but enter the "Mahatma Hall". A "Tathagata Buddha" wearing black beads on his head and stretching out his fingers appeared in front of me. Next to it are the Eighteen Arhats, Guanyin Bodhisattva, etc.
16. The courtyard of the Flower Temple is relatively small, which makes the several bodhi trees in the courtyard even more gigantic. Although it is late autumn, they are still so tall and green.
17. Hengshan Hanging Temple. The whole temple is tightly attached to the cliff of Hengshan Mountain. It is supported by only one pillar. It is very dangerous and seems to fall down at any time. It is daunting.
18. The ancient temple, shrouded in the hazy night fog, looked like a silhouette floating on the floating clouds, looking extremely silent and solemn.
19. The ancient Situ Temple has a history of more than a thousand years. It faces the west Taihu Lake with vast expanse of blue waves and shining silver light, and is backed by the towering Dengwei Mountain with its continuous peaks, heavy rocks and verdant green. There are four ancient cypresses in the garden that are said to have been planted by Deng Yu, the Great Situ of the Han Dynasty.
20. Overlooking the panoramic view of Nanwan Temple, the temple is surrounded by green trees, flowers and plants, and the lifelike cliff statues. It makes me feel like I am sitting on the clouds, traveling in a fairyland, and infinitely happy.
21. Climbing the stone steps, you will see Quzi Temple located in a lush forest. The surrounding trees and flowers add infinite brilliance to this majestic temple.
22. The Jokhang Temple is a holy place for believers and Tibetans to worship Buddha. At this time, incense smoke filled the air, and an endless stream of worshipers rushed here. They clasped their hands together, raised them above their chests, foreheads, and heads, and then fell flat on the ground. This happens every day, so that many places on the stone slab are dented.
23. The main hall is covered with dust and dirt, spider webs are crisscrossing the hall, the statues are incomplete, and the murals are mottled and blurred due to the attack of wind and snow.
24. Compared with the noisy City God’s Temple, Jing’an Temple is a Buddhist pure place that stands out in the bustling city. People queue up in long lines just to visit the temple carved from a single piece of wood. Kowtow three times in front of the completed statue of Guanyin Bodhisattva to pray for peace. Although it is called Jing'an Temple, it is a very prosperous place in Shanghai. The Sakyamuni Buddha statue enshrined in the hall is 3.87 meters high, 2.6 meters wide and weighs 11,000 kilograms. It is the largest jade Buddha statue in China!
3. Many poems describing temples
"Jiangnan Spring" by Du Mu
Thousands of miles of orioles sing green, reflecting red, and the wind of wine flags in water villages and mountains.
There are four hundred and eighty temples in the Southern Dynasties, and many towers are in the mist and rain.
[Note]
1. Cry: cry.
2. Shanguo: The city wall backed by the mountain.
3. Wine flag: a cloth sign hung high in front of the hotel.
4. Southern Dynasties: 420-589 AD, the general name for the four southern dynasties of Song, Qi, Liang and Chen. A large number of Buddhist temples were established at that time.
[Brief Analysis]
This is a well-known landscape poem. A small space paints a broad picture. It does not focus on a specific place, but focuses on the unique scenery of the entire Jiangnan, so it is titled "Jiangnan Spring".
The first sentence, "Thousands of miles away, the oriole crows and the green reflects the red" shows the natural scenery of Jiangnan from the beginning. "Thousands of miles" is a summary of the vast Jiangnan. There are chirping orioles everywhere here, and the boundless green leaves set off the bright red flowers. This vivid and vibrant scenery is naturally unique to Jiangnan. The second sentence "Shui Village Mountain Guo Wine Flag Wind" describes the unique topography of the south of the Yangtze River. There are villages near the water and city walls near the mountains. In the spring breeze, the wine flags are fluttering gently. What a beautiful Jiangnan this is!
The first or second sentences describe the sunny scene, and the third or fourth sentences describe the rainy scene. "There are four hundred and eighty temples in the Southern Dynasties, and there are so many towers in the mist and rain." In the light rain of spring, there is a different scenery. Amidst the beautiful mountains and rivers, there are hundreds of Buddhist temples left over from the Southern Dynasties. These splendid Buddhist temples with numerous buildings are shrouded in misty mist and rain, looming and appearing, seeming to be absent, adding a hazy and confusing color to the spring in the south of the Yangtze River. "Four hundred and eighty" is an imaginary number, not a real reference, which highlights the number of Buddhist temples.
The whole poem outlines the scenery of the Jiangnan area in a highly summarized style, and depicts the bright and misty spring scenery of the Jiangnan area. The colors are bright and the mood is timeless. A seven-character quatrain can show such a broad picture, which can be said to be "thousands of miles in size".
4. 27 ancient poems describing temples in the mountains
Chang Jian of the Tang Dynasty "Inscribed on the Zen Temple Behind Poshan Temple" Entering the ancient temple in the early morning, the first sun shines on the high forest.
The bamboo path leads to a secluded place, and the Zen room is surrounded by flowers and trees. The light of the mountain is pleasing to the birds, and the shadow of the pond is empty of the human heart.
All sounds are silent, except for the sound of bells and chimes. Qilu Temple Ode Ringing bells and incense cauldrons circle around the mortal world, worshiping whoever comes to sleep.
Encountering evil spirits when going in and out of temples, scraping anointed blood to offer to the gods. Cloud Resentment Ci (Qing Dynasty.
Chen Weisong) The clouds on the spring mountain are harmonious, the spring water in front of the mountain is green in the morning. Point out the ancient temple in Qiancun.
Flower sacrifices: temples do not need mountains to escape from the world. Buddhism is twice as busy today. If the Buddha wishes, visitors can stay in the Buddhist hall. In the middle of the court, Nuo drums are used to celebrate the passing of the year, and the flames of candles move the golden boats. The colorful swallows are hard to find in the previous dream, and the crisp flowers are empty and springy.
Wenyuan is sick, Lan Cheng has been traveling for a long time, and looking back is sad. The bright moon plays the flute on the Meishan Mountain, and the wind is gentle in the orioles' sky in the Yu Temple.
——Lu You "Night Mooring at Maple Bridge" Zhang Ji The moon is setting, the crows are crying, the sky is full of frost, Jiang Feng is fishing and the fire is facing melancholy. At Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City, the bell rang for the passenger ship at midnight.
Die Lian Hua Yumiao Lanting Jingu Road. A night of clear frost dyed all the trees by the lake.
The parrot's cup is so deep that you don't complain. He knows where he is when you meet him.
The passing years cannot be retained.
The beauty in the mirror will eventually fade away. Ding Ningjun remembers that gods must be made by idle people.
——Lu You and his nephew Liang, the governor of Hangzhou, visited Tianzhu Temple. Tang Author: Li Bai Hanging on a mat on Lingpengqiu, watching the waves and resting in Zhanglou. Three mountains are moving and enjoying life, and five horses are traveling together.
Tianzhu forest is in sight, and the pine wind rustles in autumn. Gaze at the clouds to gauge changes, and explore the water in a quiet and quiet place.
The mountains are separated by the distant sea, and the pavilion is written to return to the current. The poem is proud of the clouds and the moon, and the good things are all over Wuzhou.
Yong Yu Le · Nostalgia for the Past in Guting, Bei Jingkou · Xin Qiji Throughout the ages, there are no heroes to be found, and Sun Zhong seeks a place. On the dance pavilion and singing stage, the wind is always blown away by the wind and the rain.
The setting sun, the grass and trees, the ordinary alleys, where the humane slaves once lived. I think back then, when we were strong and strong, we could swallow thousands of miles like a tiger.
Yuan Jia hastily sealed the wolf in Xu, and won a hasty visit to the north. Forty-three years later, I still remember the beacon fire on Yangzhou Road.
Looking back, there is a sacred crow drum under the Buddha Temple. Who can ask: Lian Po is old, can he still make a living? Passing Xiangji Temple Wang Wei I didn’t know Xiangji Temple, but I entered Yunfeng several miles away.
The ancient trees are untraveled, and there are no bells in the mountains. The sound of the spring swallows the rocks, and the sun is cold and green.
In the evening sky, the pond is filled with music, and Zen is used to control the poisonous dragon. Passing by Guanhua Temple Tanxing Master Shanyuan Wang Wei Holding a bamboo stick at dusk, we treat each other at Huxitou.
Urge guests to hear the sound of mountains and return to their houses to follow the flow of water. The wild flowers are blooming, and the valley bird sings quietly.
Sitting in the empty forest at night (Yizuo Village), it is quiet, the pines and the wind are as straight as autumn. Autumn is dark in the mountains. After the new rain in the empty mountains, autumn comes late.
The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring flows upstream from the rocks. The bamboo noise returns to Huan Nu, and the lotus moves off the fishing boat.
Let the spring fragrance rest at will, and the kings and grandsons can stay. "Jiangnan Spring" by Du Mu The oriole crows thousands of miles away, reflecting the red green, and the wine flag winds in the water village, mountain and Guo.
There are four hundred and eighty temples in the Southern Dynasty, and many towers are in the mist and rain. The Peach Blossoms of Dalin Temple by Bai Juyi The beauty of April in the world is gone, and the peach blossoms of the mountain temple begin to bloom.
I always regret that there is no place to return to in spring, and I don’t know where to turn. Beiyue Temple Jiadao There are five mountains in heaven and earth, and Mount Heng is located in the north.
The rocks are stacked on top of each other, and they are strange and unpredictable. No one dares to enter, the temple is dark in daylight.
Sometimes it rains and sprinkles the heaven and earth with virtue. May God be at peace, and my kingdom will be forever prosperous.
The Zen Temple behind Poshan Temple is often built. Entering the ancient temple early in the morning, the first sun shines on the high forest. The winding path leads to a secluded place, and the Zen room is deep with flowers and trees.
The light of the mountains pleases the birds, and the shadows of the ponds empty the hearts of the people. Everything is silent, except for the sound of bells and chimes.
Inscribed on Gushan Temple in Hangzhou by Zhang Hu of the Tang Dynasty. The towers are towering with green cens, leading into the center of the lake. Without rain, mountains will always be moist, and without clouds, water will be cloudy.
The broken bridge is covered with moss, and the empty courtyard is filled with deep flowers. I still remember the moon in the west window and the sound of bells in the northern forest.
Inscribed on Lingyin Temple in Hangzhou by Zhang Hu of the Tang Dynasty. The peaks and ridges are as wide as a palm, and the red sills are extended in several rings. The Buddha's ground is divided by flowers, and the monk's room is divided by bamboos and springs.
It’s the next month at the fifth watch, and it’s smoke in Guozhong ten miles away. Behind the back tower is the towering pavilion, and in front of the horizontal pavilion on the front mountain.
The creek is sandy and the water is calm, and the rocks in the stream are dotted with fresh moss. It's good to call the ape for a long time, and the sound will be deep in the west rock.
The abbot of Lingyin Temple is Su Shi. There are huts everywhere in the mountains and rivers, but I love Lingyin Feilaigu the most. The trees are hundreds of feet long and bearded, and the willows and cattails disturb the brush.
Thousands of people gathered in the high hall to eat and bang bells and drums to make a noise in the afternoon. The abbot Ningxiang sleeps in a hut, and the sea map is sewn in the cotton quilt.
Inscribed on Jinshan Temple in Runzhou, Zhang Hu of the Tang Dynasty stayed at Jinshan Temple and transcended the world. The monk returns to the boat at night and the moon shines, and the dragon comes out of Xiaotang.
You can see the colors of the trees and hear the sound of bells on both sides of the river. Thinking about it in the morning market, I was drunk all day long.
Wangxuankong Temple Wang Chengjue of the Ming Dynasty carved stones into a place of incense, and worked on the virtual structure. The Brahma Palace is surrounded by green, and the pavilion overlooks the red maple.
The rain in the porcelain kiln is strong, and the wind blows from the mouth of the monk's cold valley. It’s not easy to climb up, but it’s endless to look at it from afar.
Passing the Xuankong Temple, Zheng Luo, Ming Dynasty, the stone wall was connected to the Brahma Palace, and the cliffs are connected by narrow paths. The mountains and rivers are surrounded by lonely mountains, and the palaces are jagged and green.
The faint smoke of the waning moon gives a glimpse of the color, and the quiet sound of the wind moves the Zen sky. I stopped the car and wanted to ask the mountain monk, but the monk Ande was Yuan Gong.
Climbing the Xuankong Temple. Zheng Luo, Ming Dynasty. I didn’t go up yesterday because of Zhao Ti, so I looked for Lan Ruo and asked the mountain monk again. The bluebird at the top of the peak has not yet come, and the white clouds at the entrance of the cave have not yet gone.
Who builds the alchemy ladder ten thousand feet high? I listen to the Buddhist teachings and perform the Three Vehicles. I suddenly realized that the mind is not anchored, and I walked to the top of the Zen pass.
Climbing the Xuankong Temple, Liu Zunxian of the Ming Dynasty opened the stone wall to present golden immortals, and the ethereal floor structure is difficult. The Qing Dynasty is full of doubts, and the incense platform is really looking into the fog.
The mountains are connected with Taiyue Mountain and are magnificent for thousands of years. Guests arrive at the lonely peak on the night of May. I once sold wine to ask the distant master so that I could invite the bright moon to wander around.
Titled Xuankong Temple by Wu Lijia of the Ming Dynasty. On the Danxia sky in Fei Pavilion, white clouds cover it several times. The moon hangs in a thousand caves, and the bell falls in the wind.
The pure sanctum flows through the branches of the trees, and the old dragon sleeps in front of the eaves. The light of wisdom is thousands of feet long, filling Hengzong day and night.
Visiting Xuankong Temple, Deng Keshao, Qing Dynasty. The stone screen stands thousands of feet tall, and the ancient temple hangs in the air. The pure land is far away from dust, and the lofty towers adorn the distant sky.
The moon beside a bay of rocks is half a mural of Zen. Looking down at the pedestrians, I feel like I am in a fairyland.
Staying at the Mountain Temple at Night Author: Li Bai The dangerous building is a hundred feet high, and you can pick the stars with your hands. Don't dare to speak loudly for fear of frightening the people in heaven.
"Farewell to Hanshan Temple" Era: Ming Dynasty Author: Gao Qi The maple bridge looks to the west of the green mountains, and the temple faces the Hanjiang River. The bell in the boat reminds travelers to get up, and the lamp in the tower illuminates the distant monks returning.
The fishing village is lonely and smokey, the official road is deserted and the leaves are sparse. It must be remembered that I am parked outside the city of Gusu, and I will see you off when the crow crows.
Fengqiao Temple (Yu Gui, Song Dynasty) The lake is connected to the moonlight, and the sound of wild geese disturbs people's sleep. Last year I stayed at Fengqiao and tied a small boat to the stone bank.
5. Poems about temples
Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Chang Jian Works: Zen Temple behind Poshan Temple Contents: Entering the ancient temple early in the morning, the first sun shines on the high forest.
The winding path leads to a secluded place, and the Zen room is surrounded by flowers and trees. The light of the mountain is pleasing to the birds, and the shadow of the pond is empty of the human heart.
Everything is silent except for the sound of bells and chimes. Era: Tang Author: Bai Juyi Work: Dalin Temple Peach Blossom Content: The beauty of April in the world is gone, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple begin to bloom.
I always regret that there is no place to return to in spring, and I don’t know where to turn. Era: Tang Author: Bai Juyi Works: Spring Tour on Qiantang Lake Content: North of Gushan Temple and west of Jia Pavilion, the water surface is initially flat and the clouds are low.
In several places, early orioles compete for warmth in the trees, while new swallows peck at the spring mud. The random flowers are gradually charming the eyes, and only Asakusa has no horse hooves.
My favorite part of the lake is the east side of the lake, where there is a white sand embankment in the shade of green poplars. Era: Tang Author: Bai Juyi Works: Recalling Jiangnan Content: Reminiscing about Jiangnan, the most reminiscing is Hangzhou.
Looking for osmanthus seeds in the moonlight in the mountain temple, looking at the tide from the pillow in the county pavilion. When will we come again? Era: Tang Author: Meng Haoran Works: Song of Returning to Lumen at Night Contents: The bells of the mountain temple are ringing, the day is getting dark, and the fishermen are noisy at the ferry crossing. People followed the beach to Jiangcun, and I also took a boat back to Lumen.
The moonlight in Lumen opened the smoke trees, and suddenly I came to Pang Gong's hiding place. The pine path in Yanfei is long and lonely, with only lonely people coming and going.
Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Zhang Ji Work: Night Mooring at Fengqiao Content: The moon is setting, the crows are crying, the sky is full of frost, the river maple is fishing and the fire is facing melancholy. At Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City, the bell rang for the passenger ship at midnight.
Era: Northern Song Dynasty Author: Lin Bu Works: Notes from Rui Shangren’s Room in Gushan Temple Contents: At the bottom, I lean on the railing and meditate, the back pavilion of Gushan Pagoda is tilted to the west. The gloomy scrolls are in the forest temple, and the chessboards and chessboards are scattered in the fields.
In the autumn scenery, a solitary bird sometimes flies, and the setting sun causes nothing but cold smoke. I love my house so much when I stay late, I just wait until spring to see the snow.
Era: Tang Author: Bai Juyi Work: Yiai Temple Contents: Sit on the rocks by the stream and walk around the temple in search of flowers. You can hear the chirping of birds all the time and the sound of springs everywhere.
Era: Tang Author: Bai Juyi Works: Solitary Tung Tree in Yunju Temple Content: A green jade tree stands with thousands of green leaves. The pavilions are more than five feet tall, and their high spirits are still there.
The mountain monk is ninety years old, quiet and immortal. When Zi Yunshou planted it, there was a Qingtong tree.
Pluck straight from the bud, and rise from the beginning. There are no branches on the four sides, but there is a general principle in the center.
Those who wish to establish themselves should be so alone. Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Cen Shen Works: Climbing Ci'en Temple with Gao Shi and Xue Zhi. Contents: The pagoda is like a gush of energy, standing alone in the heavenly palace.
When you step out of the world, the path is empty. The sudden pressure on China is like a ghost work.
The four corners block the day, and the seven layers cover the sky. Peeping down refers to the tall bird, listening down to hear the startling wind.
The mountains are like waves, running towards the east. The road is lined with green locust trees, and the palace view is exquisite.
Autumn colors come from the west, and Guanzhong is full of green. On the Wuling North Plain, it is evergreen and misty.
Once you understand the principles clearly, you will be able to understand them, and you will win because of your long-standing teachings. I vow to hang up my crown and feel that my Taoist resources are endless.
Era: Tang Author: Cui Hao Works: Tour to Tianzhu Temple Content: Climbing Tianzhu Mountain in the morning, the sun rises in the mountain temple. Streams and springs are gushing thinly, and rivers and rivers are lingering.
The solitary top is high when you go straight up, but the peaks are small when you look at them from a flat angle. In December in Nanzhou, the ground is warm and there is little ice and snow.
The cold mountains are covered with green, and the winter marshes are covered with wisteria. On the side of the flower niche waterfall, there is a green wall and stone forest.
Ringing a bell gathers people and heaven, giving food to gather apes and birds. The mind is cleansed and the mind is enlightened.
I just realized that there is nothing wrong with people and everything in the world. Era: Tang Author: Dai Shulun Works: Sanlv Temple Contents: The flow of water from Yuan to Xiang is endless, how deep is Qu Zi’s resentment! At dusk, the autumn wind blows, and the trees flutter with leaves.
Era: Tang and Five Dynasties Author: Du Mu Works: Inscribed on Mulan Temple Content: Bending the bow to fight as a man, I once had a thrush in my dream. I thought about returning the wine several times, and put it on the clouds to wish the concubine Ming.
6. Poems about temples
"Farewell to Master Lingche"
Era: Tang Author: Liu Changqing
Cangcang Zhulin Temple , the bell rings late.
The lotus hat carries the setting sun, and the green mountains alone return to the distance.
"Jiangnan Spring"
Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Du Mu
Thousands of miles away, the orioles sing green and reflect red, and the water village, mountain and Guo wine flags are blown by the wind.
There are four hundred and eighty temples in the Southern Dynasty, and many towers are in the mist.
"Passing Xiangji Temple"
Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Wang Wei
I don't know Xiangji Temple, but I have entered Yunfeng several miles away.
The ancient trees are untraveled, and there are no bells in the mountains.
The spring is filled with dangerous rocks, and the sun is cold and green with green pine trees.
In the evening sky, the pond is filled with music, and Zen is used to control the poisonous dragon.
"Huanxisha·Visiting Qishui Qingquan Temple"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Su Shi
Visiting Qishui Qingquan Temple, the temple is adjacent to Lanxi River, which flows west.
At the foot of the mountain, the orchid buds are soaked in the stream, the sandy road among the pines is clean and mudless, and the raindrops are crying at dusk.
Who said there is no less in life? The water flowing in front of the door can still flow to the west! Stop singing yellow chicken with white hair.