The second ancestor of Feng.
The sound of vines is full of autumn, and the green bowl in Feng Wan is closed.
The birds in the shaft are empty mountains, and the rivers and lakes are flowing through the world.
Stone anger throws a lion, and the tower spirit is high.
Seeing the catastrophe for so long, who is the real monk?
[Ming] Li Mengyang
Shaolin Temple
Deep valleys in the forest, tourists enter, and bell leaves fall in autumn.
Smoke curled up at the bottom of the stone stream, and mountains piled up in the pine windows.
In the Tang Dynasty, the inscriptions on China stone tablets were stripped of moss, while tigers were crying, apes were screaming and lanterns were red.
Sitting alone thinking about dust, I will go to the East next month.