What are some poems that express the hope of seeing through the world of mortals and entering Buddhism?

1. Bodhi has no tree, and the mirror is not a stand. There is nothing there, so where is the dust?

2. Once upon a time, everything was difficult to overcome, except Wushan. I look back lazily at the flowers, half destined to practice Taoism and half destined to be a king.

3. A clear wave of blood, a sad melody that saddens people, looking back again after breaking the harp to show the sword, there are always chaos and separation.

4. The mind is like still water, the six sense organs are quiet, form is emptiness, and emptiness is form. Everything is like passing smoke, everything is empty.

5. Since ancient times, I have been passionate and hateful. This love lasts forever.

6. This feeling can be recalled later, but it was already at a loss at that time.