Hanshan is free and easy by nature, free from worldly fetters, and often touches the world with almost crazy game behaviors. His poems are unique and elegant, which show the vastness and freedom of the spiritual world and have a high position in the history of literature.
Three hundred and three poems
Hanshan
Anyone who reads my poems must be careful in his heart. Being greedy and honest, flattery is right.
Get rid of bad karma and return to the truth. It is urgent to become a Buddha today.
I live in heavy rock, and the bird road is deserted. What's in the courtroom? White clouds hide stones.
After living in Zifan for several years, spring and winter are common. It's no use sending messages to Zhong Ding's family.
Ridiculous cold mountain road, but no horses and chariots. Lianxi is difficult to remember songs, and I don't know how heavy it is.
Tears are like a thousand grasses, and songs are like the wind. At this time, in the maze, I asked what to do.
My home is so secluded that it is absolutely noisy to live in it. Practice grass into three paths and look at the clouds as neighbors.
Birds help you sing, but no one asks about French. Today's grandmother tree, a few years is a spring.
Piano books must be self-contained. What is the use of position? Vote for a virtuous woman and you will have a filial son.
The wind exposed the wheat field and the water overflowed the fish pond. I often miss wrens and settle down on the branches.
Brother five counties, father and son three States. If you want to take the flying test, you must recruit a white rabbit to swim.
In the dream, the melon is harvested, and the orange seat is harvested. The country sends water with fish.
One is a swordsman and the other is a saint. Leaving a message in the east is not rewarded, and the western expedition army is not honored.
Learning literature and martial arts, martial arts and literature. Today is old, and the rest of my life is not enough.
Zhuangzi said that in death, heaven and earth are coffins. Sometimes I just need a foil to come back here.
Death will feed the green fly, but not the white crane. Hungry in shouyangshan, life is cheap, and death is joy.
People ask about Hanshan Road, but Hanshan Road is impassable. In summer, there is no ice, and the sunrise is foggy.
It seems that my future is different from your heart. If your heart is like mine, you can still get it.
Take a hundred feet of tree and cut it into long strips. It's a pity that all the pillars were thrown into the valley.
For many years, my heart was still strong, and over time my skin began to go bald. Knowing the future is like building a stable.
Drive the horse to spend the desert city, and the desert city will move the guests. High and low old streams, large and small ancient tombs.
Self-vibration solitary eaves shadow, long coagulation arch wood sound. Everything is vulgar, and the immortal history is even more nameless.
Parrots live in western countries. You can catch them. Beauty makes morning and night, and goes in and out of the court.
Give it a golden cage to store, but it will damage its feathers. Not as good as rainbow crane.
Jade Hall is hung with a bead curtain, and there is a beautiful nightingale in it. Its appearance is better than fairy, and its beauty is like peaches and plums.
Dongshe is foggy in spring and windy in autumn in Xifu. It will become sugarcane in 30 years.
The Emei girl in the city, Zhu Peike Shanshan. Parrots play before the flowers, and pipa plays under the moon.
In March, the Long song rang and the short dance was watched by ten thousand people. Maybe not. Hibiscus is not cold-tolerant.
His parents have many classics, and the countryside does not envy him. Women roll the machine, and children do mouth-to-mouth work.
Clap your hands to ruin the flower dance and listen to the birds singing. Who will pay tribute, firewood passengers pass by repeatedly.
Living under the blue rock, the courtyard is even more stubborn. The new vine hangs around, and the ancient stone stands.
Mountain fruit macaque picking, pond fish egret title. Read a scroll or two of fairy books under the tree.
four seasons; all the year round