Come and go without a trace, go with the flow; Why ask more about floating things? It just floats in the dream. -Bird's Nest
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2. Watch the flowers bloom and the trees fall red, and watch the flowers and trees at dusk. If you compare flowers with human things, flowers are compared with human things. -Longya
There are flowers in spring, moons in autumn, cool breeze in summer and snow in winter. If you don't mind your own business, this is a good time on earth. -There's no door to open.
4. Running water goes down the mountain unintentionally, and clouds go back to the hole unintentionally. Life is like clouds and smoke, and Cycas blooms all over the world in spring. -This temple is clean.
You can only see willow green in spring and chrysanthemum yellow in autumn wind. Brilliance is always the dream of the third night, and wealth is the same as the frost in September. -Hanshan Deqing
Two Zen poems by Wang Wei;
1. My retreat in Zhongnanshan
After middle age, I have a strong kind heart, and I didn't settle down at the edge of Mount Zhongnan until my later years. Interest concentration is often unique to play and have a happy thing to enjoy self-appreciation. Sometimes go to the end of the water to seek the source, or sit and watch the ever-changing clouds rise. Occasionally I met a village elder in the Woods, and I chatted with him until I often forgot to go home.
2. Over the Temple of Ji Xiang
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.
The first of these two Zen poems expresses the realm of peace and meditation. The author describes the quiet environment of the ancient temple in the mountains, creates a lofty and secluded artistic conception, and embodies that all scenery and words are affectionate.
In the second song, the poet focused on his leisure in seclusion. Wang Wei seems to be an expert in the world. He doesn't deliberately pursue visiting a secluded place to win, but only cares about his inner Zen. In a quiet and comfortable atmosphere, readers also feel a deep Zen.