"Xiangfu Temple Summer Resort"
Bao Shen
The ancient trees are covered with moss and shaded, and the Cangshan Mountain is surrounded by a path deep.
The promenade does not know the heat in June, and the sound of tidal waves is heard from the flying spring all day long.
"Dwelling in the Mountains in the Dark Autumn"
Author: Wang Wei
After the new rain in the empty mountains, autumn comes late.
The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring rocks flow upward.
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.
Zhongfu, the nephew of the Ta tribe, presented Yuquan cactus tea
Li Bai
I often heard that there were many caves in Yuquan Mountain. The fairy mouse is like a white crow, hanging upside down by the moon in the clear stream.
Ming is born in this stone, and the jade spring flows endlessly. Sprinkle Fangjin from Genke and take it to moisturize the muscles and bones.
The old trees have green leaves and branches connected to each other. It turns into a cactus when exposed, like patting the shoulder of a flood cliff.
It has never been seen before in the world, who will pass on its name? Zong Ying is a Zen uncle, and he has donated some excellent chapters.
The clear mirror candle has no salt, and I am ashamed of Xi Ziyan. There is lingering excitement in sitting in the court, and the long chant spreads to the heavens.