Many poems describing monasteries

The ancients generally liked to write poems. In the famous ancient temples, from ancient times to the present, there are always literati and poets leaving footprints.

There are many temples, writing temple poems, and so on .. I only found the following. ..

Through the temple of Ji Xiang.

Wang Wei

I don't know where Ji Xiang Temple is, so I climbed several miles into the clouds and peaks.

Ancient trees are towering, but there are no pedestrian paths, and there are bells in the mountains in the temple.

The spring water in the mountains hits the dangerous rocks, and the sun in the pine forest is cold.

In the evening, come to the empty pool and meditate quietly to suppress the dragon.

Peach blossoms in Dalin Temple

Bai Juyi

In the world of April, the flowers have withered, and the peach blossoms in the ancient temples have just bloomed.

I want to find a place where my life is dying, but I don't know that it has been moved here.

Beiyue temple

Dao Jia

There are five mountains in heaven and earth, and Heng Yue lives in the north.

Rocks pile up thousands of pounds, bizarre and unpredictable.

People dare not enter, and the temple is dark during the day.

Sometimes it rains, and the world is sprinkled.

God bless, Yongkang is my kingdom.

Buddhist retreat behind the broken mountain temple

Changjian

On a pure morning, near the ancient temple, the early sunshine points to the treetops.

A winding path leads to a hidden place, and the Buddhist temple is surrounded by branches and flowers.

Here, birds live in the mountain light, and people's hearts feel quiet in the pond.

A thousand voices were quiet, but the bell rang.

Topic Gushan Temple in Hangzhou

Tangzhanghu

The balcony rises above the blue cen and extends to the middle of the lake.

There is no rain, the mountains are long and moist, and there is no cloud and no water.

Moss on the broken bridge, deep flowers in the empty courtyard.

I still remember the moon at the west window and the bells ringing in the forest of steles.

Lingyin Temple in Hangzhou

Tangzhanghu

The peaks and peaks open a palm, and the threshold of Zhu extends several times.

The boundary between Buddha and land leads to the spring.

The fifth watch went downstairs the next month, and Guo Zhongyan was ten miles away.

There are towers and pavilions in the back, and front hills and cross pavilions.

The river sand is quiet, and the moss on the stone is fresh.

Call it an ape for a long time, and the west rock is deep.

The abbot of Lingyin Temple

Su Shi

There are secluded places everywhere in the western hills, and I love to fly alone.

The trees were covered with beards, which disturbed the willows and cattails.

Gaotang will be eaten by thousands of people, beating gongs and drums.

It is better to have a quilt picture than to have a fragrant abbot to sleep.

Tirunzhou Jinshan Temple

Tangzhanghu

One night in Jinshan Temple, a group of people passed away.

Monks return to the moon at night, and dragons come out of the clouds.

You can see it in the tree and hear it on both sides of the clock.

Thinking about this city, I was drunk all day. [

Wangxuankongsi

Wang mingcheng Jue

Carving a stone into a fragrant soil depends on fiction.

The Vatican Palace is dedicated to the present, and the pavilion overlooks Feng Dan.

Tao Zhuang porcelain kiln rain, monk cold valley mouth wind

It's not easy to get up, and looking forward is endless.

Crossing the Hanging Temple

Ming Zheng Luo

In what year did the stone wall become the Vatican Palace, and the narrow path on the cliff passed through?

Mountains and rivers surround the sky, and the temples are jagged and blue.

The waning moon peeps at the hue, and the wind is quiet and empty.

If you want to stop, ask the monk in Andeshan. He is a distant monk.

Dengxuankong temple

Ming Zheng Luo

Yesterday, I tried to mention the reason why I didn't get on the boat, so I went back to Lan Ruo and asked the monk.

No matter whether the bluebird has come or not, the white clouds at the mouth of the cave have not gone.

I have heard of Buddhism, so have I.

With virtual epiphany, you can't live, and you can reach the peak of Zen.

Dengxuankong temple

Liu Ming Zun Xian

Whoever opens the stone wall is the gift fairy, and the light green floor structure is difficult.

Brahma is full of doubts, and the incense table is really in the fog.

The mountains are too bright and strong, and visitors go to the lonely peak on May night.

In order to invite teachers from afar to sell wine, I invited Mingyue to linger.

Tixuankong Temple

Wu Ming Li Jia

On the Danxia of Gefei, the white clouds were sealed several times.

The moon hangs in a thousand holes, and the wind falls in the air

The branches are clear and the old dragon stays in front of the eaves.

Just a few thousands of feet, every day is a constant case.

Youkenggang temple

Deng Qingke Shao

The stone screen stands thousands of miles, and the ancient temple hangs in the air.

The pure land is in the dust and the building is far away.

A bay with the moon beside the rock, Zen in semi-mural.

Overlooking pedestrians is small, floating towards fairies.