Ancient poems about "philosophy of life".

1. "Five Poems on Lisi·Part 4" Tang Dynasty: Yuan Zhen

Once upon a time, the sea was difficult to overcome, except for Wushan, it was not a cloud.

Looking back lazily at Huacong, I am half destined to practice Taoism and half destined to be a king.

2. "Bodhi Verses" Tang Dynasty: Huineng

Bodhi has no tree, and the mirror is not a stand. Buddha nature is always pure, where is the dust! The heart is the bodhi tree, and the body is the mirror stand. The bright mirror is originally pure, but it is stained with dust! Bodhi has no tree, and the mirror is not a stand. There is nothing there, so where is the dust? Bodhi can only be found in the heart, so why bother seeking mysteries from outside? I heard that if you practice this way, the West can only exist now!

3. "Linjiang Immortal: Send Money to Mu Fu" Song Dynasty: Su Shi

One farewell to the capital and three changes to the fire, the world is over. Still smiling as a spring warmth. There is no wave in the ancient well, but there is Qiu Yun in it. The melancholy and solitary sail sailed all night long, seeing off the moonlight with faint clouds. There is no need for green eyebrows in front of you. Life is like a journey against the odds, and I am also a traveler.

4. "Bee" Tang Dynasty: Luo Yin

Whether it is on the flat land or on the top of the mountain, the infinite scenery is occupied. ?After gathering hundreds of flowers and turning them into honey, it will be sweet to whomever you work hard for.

5. "Untitled·It's hard to say goodbye when we meet" Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin

It's hard to say goodbye when we meet. The east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered. The spring silkworm's silk will not be used up until it dies, and the wax torch will not dry until it turns to ashes. The morning mirror is full of worry, but the clouds on the temples are changing, and the moonlight is cold when singing at night. There is not much way to get to Pengshan, and the blue bird is diligent in visiting.