In the pure morning, near the ancient temple, the early sunshine points to the treetops.
Chang Jian's Zen Forest after Broken Mountain Temple
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Nanzhai dreams of fishing rods, and the moon is still dawn. The dew is heavy, the fireflies are grass, and the wind is high.
The pool is bright and the mountain is cold. I love Tao Pengze more and have no intention of discussing going to the official.
"Arriving at Nanting in the morning to offer Pei Mingfu" Don Xu Hun.
4, "Morningside" Tang Bai Juyi
Birds stay in the forest, and the morning light returns to the east room.
A bronze furnace adds morning fragrance, while a sarong extinguishes residual candles.
After waking up, the wind recovered slightly and my eyes were full.
Sit up without thinking and kowtow for thirty-six.
How to break fast, a cup of mica porridge.