On a pure morning, near the ancient temple, the early sunshine points to the treetops.
A secluded place with bamboo paths, branches and flowers, to a Buddhist retreat.
Here, birds live in the mountain light, and people's hearts feel quiet in the pond.
All is silent here, but the bell is ringing.
Appreciation: This is the external voice from the Buddhist holy land, this is the wonderful Buddhist sound that leads people into a pure and pleasant world, and this is the sound of nature that reverberates in people's hearts, melodious and resonant, deep and detached.
2. Langtaosha Song Dynasty: Xin Qiji
Everything in the cup of life is empty. The ancient heroes of March 5th. Where the rain blows, Qin Gong in the Han Palace.
Dream of youth, singing and dancing in a hurry. The old monk rang the doorbell by mistake in the middle of the night. I can't sleep when I wake up at the west window, Xifengjuan.
3. Untitled Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin
You said the meeting was empty talk, after we didn't see its trace; Wake up in the oblique moonlight upstairs and listen to Xiao Zhong Chuming.
The dream in the wound is far from being called; When I woke up, I began to write a letter.
The layering of residual jade is hazy; Musk smoked through the tulle, soft.
In those days, Liu Lang had long complained that the mountain was far away; You go to more places than the mountains in Shashaling!
Appreciation: you say that meeting is empty talk, and then you disappear; When I woke up, I heard the bright moonlight upstairs and the bell rang in the morning.
4. Night Return to Lumen Mountain Tang Dynasty: Meng Haoran
In the evening, the bell of the temple echoed in the valley, and a noisy voice sounded at Yulu Ferry.
People walked along the shore to Jiangcun village, and I also returned to Lumen by boat.
The moonlight at the deer gate made the mountain tree appear, and I suddenly came to the seclusion of exile.
Lonely mountain road and quiet forest road, only hermits come and go gracefully here.
Appreciation: At dusk, the bells of the Temple of the Mountain echoed in the valley, and there was a noisy sound from Yu Liang Ferry. People walked along the sandy shore to Jiangcun, and I also returned to Lumen by boat.
5. Ji Xiang Temple in the late Tang Dynasty: 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.
Appreciation: I don't know where Ji Xiang Temple is. I climbed several miles and strayed into the clouds. Ancient trees are towering, but there are no pedestrian paths. Where does the bell of the ancient temple in the deep mountain ring?
2. What are the poems describing temples? 1. Jiangnan Chun Du Mu in Tang Dynasty
Jiangnan, the sound of green and red flowers, the waterside village in the foothills.
More than 480 ancient temples were left in the Southern Dynasties, and countless pagodas were shrouded in wind and rain.
2. Jia Dao, "Sushan Temple" in Tang Dynasty
The towering mountain peak is cold, and a Buddhist temple stands on the top of the mountain.
The trees missed the stars, and the moon hurried forward in the clouds. (Sparse wood: hydrophobic)
The mountains are high and rare, and the pine forest stands out from the crowd.
An 80-year-old monk has never heard of what happened in the world.
3. "Wushan is a cloud, and the ancient temple is green" Li Wei in Tang Dynasty.
The ancient temple is surrounded by green trees and the palace pillow is flowing. Underwater acoustic mountain lock makeup building. Think about the past.
Clouds and rains are still dusk, and fireworks are in spring and autumn. Why does a crying ape approach a lonely boat? A traveler is worried about himself.
4. "Topic Yangzhou Temple" Du Mu in Tang Dynasty
After the rain, cicadas are noisy, and the climate of pine trees floating in the wind has been spread to autumn.
Moss covered the steps, and Bai Niao deliberately stayed behind.
The mist in the evening is getting deeper and deeper, and the sunset gradually lowers a small building.
Who knows that this quiet bamboo road leads to the bustling Yangzhou song.
5. "Nanwang Bailin Temple" by Lang Shiyuan in Tang Dynasty
Listen to the pavilion clock on the stream, and the boat is deep and loose.
After the castle peak, the clouds are still there, and four or five peaks are painted in the southeast. (Southeast 1: Southwest)
6. Lingyin Temple Song Wenzhi in Tang Dynasty
The vulture ridge is gloomy, and the Dragon Palace is lonely.
Look at the sea, the door is facing the tide in Zhejiang.
In the middle of the month, laurel trees fall and fragrant clouds float outside.
If you climb the tower, you will find that spring is far away.
Frost is thin, flowers are hairy, and ice leaves are not withered.
The age of rewelding is still different, and the search is right.
Stay on Tiantai Road and look at the extra stone bridge.
7. "Looking back at the night in the lonely mountain of West Lake as a gift" Bai Juyi in Tang Dynasty
On the lonely mountain near the West Lake, there is a lonely mountain temple. After listening to Buddhist scriptures at night, I go back to learn from them.
Because it rains mostly in Shandong, the fruit is heavy and low, and the palm leaves are whipped by the breeze.
The water vapor on the lake, the turbulence of microwave and the color of water are seen at the bottom of the Pearl Hall, staggered and reflected in the sunset.
Back to the other side, please look back. Gushan Temple seems like Penglai Palace in the mountains, located in the center of the water.
3. Poems about temples: Tang Author: Chang Jian's works: Temple content after breaking the mountain: In the pure morning, near the old temple, where the morning light lit 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 and only the bells were heard. Year: Tang Author: Bai Juyi Works: Peach Blossoms in Dalin Temple Content: Peach Blossoms in Mountain Temple bloom in April.
I want to find a place where my life is dying, but I don't know that it has been moved here. Year: Tang Author: Bai Juyi Works: Qiantang Lake Spring Tour Content: Gushan Temple in the northwest of Jiating, with low water level and low cloud feet.
Several early orioles raced to the sunny tree, and their new swallows were carrying mud in their nests. Colorful spring flowers will gradually fascinate people's eyes, and shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe.
I love the beauty on the east bank of the West Lake, and I can't get enough of it, especially the white sand embankment under the green poplar. Year: Tang Author: Bai Juyi Works: Recalling Jiangnan Content: The most unforgettable thing is Hangzhou.
Looking for laurel in Zhongshan Temple in the month, watching the tide on the pillow in the county pavilion, when will you revisit? Year: Tang Author: Meng Haoran's Works: Night Return to Lumen Song Content: The bell of the mountain temple comes at night, and the fisherman climbs the ferry. People walked along the shore to Jiangcun village, and I also returned to Lumen by boat.
The moonlight at the deer gate made the mountain tree appear, and I suddenly came to the seclusion of exile. Thatched doors and pine paths are lonely and quiet, and only strangers come and go.
Year: Tang Author: Works: Night parking by the Maple Bridge Content: On a cold night, Jiang Feng sleeps with fishing and fire. In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship.
Year: Northern Song Dynasty Author: Lin Bu Works: Gushan Temple Ruishang People's House View Content: The bottom leans against the railing, and the back pavilion of Gushan Tower leans west. The gloomy painting axis Lin Temple is littered with chess shuttlecocks.
Autumn sometimes flies alone, and the sunset is just cold smoke. Staying up late loves my family more, just waiting for spring to see the snowy day.
Age: Tang Author: Bai Juyi Works: The Palace of Love Content: Sitting on a stone stream, looking for flowers around the palace. I always smell birds. It's spring everywhere.
Year: Tang Author: Bai Juyi Works: Lonely Tung in Yunju Temple Contents: A sapphire terrace, Chiba Committee. The pavilion is more than five feet long, and its lofty intentions are still unfinished.
The monk is 90 years old, quiet and old. Since the cloud hand planted, a tung tree.
Straight from the bud, high from the beginning. There are no branches on all sides and the center is reasonable.
Those who leave a message stand alone and straight. Year: Tang Author: Works: Climbing Jionji Pagoda with Gao Shi and Xue Ju Content: Pagoda rises from the ground and reaches the Heavenly Palace.
Climbing, we seem to have left the world behind us, and our overlooking steps are hanging in space. It is above a holy land and can only be built by spiritual hard work.
Its four sides darken the bright sun, and its seven floors cut through the gray clouds. Birds fly where we can't see, and high winds blow where we can't hear.
Mountains, eastward, eastward. Far away, green locust trees line the wide road, and Guan Gong He Linglong.
The colors of autumn come out from the west and go through the city. In the north, there are five cemeteries, which are always quiet under the dew and green grass.
Those who know the ultimate meaning of life, this is what all mankind must learn. From now on, I will put my official hat aside and find the eternal way is the only happiness.
Year: Tang Author: Works: Youtianzhu Temple Content: Morning Mount Tianzhu, chao yang shan Temple Dawn. Rivers and springs fight for water spray, and the headland lingers.
Go straight to the solitary peak, and the peaks are small. In1February in Zhou Nan, the ground is warm and there is almost no ice and snow.
Green is full of cold mountains, and vines cover winter marshes. On the waterfall side of the flower niche, there is a stone forest with stone walls and blue tiles.
Ring the bell to gather people, and give food to gather apes and birds. Wash the mind, return to purity, and the heart is empty.
When you first know the world, everything will be disturbed. Year: Tang Author: Dai Shulun Works: Temple Content: Yuan Zhen kept flowing, why did Qu Zi complain! Autumn wind rises at dusk, and maple trees whisper.
Year: Tang and Five Dynasties Author: Du Mu's Works: Title Mulan Temple Content: Dedicated as a human being, I once dreamed with thrush. A few times, the wine brush piled on the cloud to wish Princess Ming.
4. Jiang Nanchun, a poem describing a temple
Dumubai
Jiangnan, the sound of green and red flowers, the waterside village in the foothills.
More than 480 ancient temples were left in the Southern Dynasties, and countless pagodas were shrouded in wind and rain.
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 brook sings on the winding rocks, and the sun is cold in You Lan.
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.
The rocks are stacked thousands of times, and the wisdom is unpredictable.
People dare to enter if they don't come, and it is dark in the temple 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.
The morning issue is silent, but the bell is ringing.
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 grow, there is no cloud and no water, and it becomes turbid.
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.
5. Poem 1 Description of the temple, "Peach Blossom in Dalin Temple" Bai Juyi's world bloomed in April, and peach blossoms in Shanxi began to bloom.
I want to find a place where my life is dying, but I don't know that it has been moved here. 2. In the Tang Dynasty, a Buddhist retreat behind the Broken Mountain Temple was usually built in a pure morning, close to the ancient temple, and the early sunshine shone on the treetops.
A secluded place with bamboo paths, branches and flowers, to a Buddhist retreat. Here, birds live in the mountain light, and people's hearts feel quiet in the pond.
All is silent here, but the bell is ringing. 3. The sangzhong in the temple traveled all over the world of mortals and came to worship.
Go in and out of the temple to meet evil spirits and scrape blood to serve God. 3, cloud resentment words (Qing.
Chen Weisong) The clouds in Spring Mountain are harmonious, and the springs in front of the mountain are all green. Give directions to Qiancun ancient temple.
4, Huajie Teng: The temple does not need mountains to avoid the world, and it is like a city. If the Buddha is interested, tourists will stay in the Buddhist temple.
5, the DPRK is wrong-the winter and winter of Lu You, the gongs and drums are loud, and the candlelight moves the golden boat. Colorful swallows are hard to find dreams, and crisp flowers are empty.
Wen Yuan died of illness, and Lan Cheng traveled far and looked back sadly. The bright moon is in the sky, the night Meishan flute, the wind and the temple sing.
6, "Night Sleeping by the Maple Bridge"-Zhang Jishuang night, Jiang Feng fishing and sleeping. In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship.
7. Butterfly Lovers Hua Lian-Lu You Yu Miao Lan Jin Ting Ancient Road. Clear the frost overnight and dye all the trees by the lake.
Nautilus cup is deep, you can't tell me where he met it. Ran Ran's life will not last long.
After all, Zhu Yan in the mirror will slowly disappear. Ding Ningjun remembers that immortals must be made by idle people.
8. "Have a good trip to Tianzhu Temple with my nephew in Hangzhou"-Li Bai hangs a banquet in Lingpengqiu, and Zhang Lou watches Tao Xie. Three mountains move and prosper, and five horses roam together.
Tianzhu sen is in sight, and the autumn wind is rustling. Watching the clouds change makes the water poor and quiet.
The mountains are separated by the open sea, and Xuan wrote that he would return to the stream. Poetic into a proud moon in Ao Yun, full of interest in five continents.
6. What are the famous poems and sentences about temples? 1. My road winds through a valley covered by branches and flowers and comes to a Buddhist retreat. -(Tang) Chang Jian "Zen Forest after Breaking Mountain Temple"
2. Dangerous buildings 100 feet high, you can pick up the stars with your hands. -(Tang) Li Bai's Sleeping in the Mountain Temple
3. Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City, the midnight bell goes to the passenger ship. -(Tang)' s a night-mooring near maple bridge.
4. not knowing the way to the Temple of Heaped Fragrance Road is full of mountains and clouds. -(Tang) Wang Wei's Crossing the Temple
In April, everything in the world blooms, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple begin to bloom. -(Tang) Bai Juyi's Peach Blossom in Dalin Temple
"My road twists and turns, through a valley covered by branches and flowers, leading to a Buddhist retreat." Full poem:
Buddhist retreat after the broken mountain temple.
Tang Dynasty: Changjian
On a pure morning, near the ancient temple, the early sunshine points to the treetops.
A secluded place with bamboo paths, branches and flowers, to a Buddhist retreat.
Here, birds live in the mountain light, and people's hearts feel quiet in the pond.
All is silent here, but the bell is ringing.
Translation:
Walking into this ancient temple early in the morning, the rising sun reflected the Woods on the mountain.
The path hidden by bamboo forest leads to the depths, and the flowers and trees before and after the meditation room are lush and colorful.
Bright mountain scenery makes birds happier, and the clear pool water makes people feel relaxed and happy.
At this moment, everything was silent, except the sound of ringing the bell.
Chang Jian (708-765? ), a poet in the Tang Dynasty, whose font size is unknown, is said to be from Xingtai or Chang 'an (now Xi 'an, Shaanxi). In the 15th year of Kaiyuan, it was listed with Wang Changling. He is not proud of his official position. He has traveled to and from scenic spots for a long time and lived a roaming life. After moving home, he lived in seclusion in Ezhu. In Dali, he served as Xu Yiwei. Tianbao is middle-aged Xu Yiwei. After living in seclusion in the western hills of Ezhou. Geng Jie was frustrated all his life. He didn't associate with people or make friends with powerful people. Have something to say to Wang Changling. His poems have clear artistic conception, natural language and unique artistic attainments. There are 57 existing songs with narrow themes, mostly describing pastoral scenery and mountains. Famous works such as Zen Forest after Broken Mountain Temple, Cemetery of Hanging General Wang, etc., especially the previous poem "My road twists and turns, through a sheltered valley, through branches and flowers, towards Zen Forest", have been widely read from ancient times to the present. He also has some excellent frontier poems. Today, there are three volumes of Poems of Chang Jian and two volumes of Chang Jian Ji. His poems are mainly pastoral poems with a style close to that of Wang and Meng. He is good at using simple brushstrokes, showing a calm and peaceful artistic conception. This kind of poetry often reveals "indifference" In fact, he has not completely forgotten the reality. He has feelings, expectations and accusations, especially frontier poems, which account for a considerable proportion. There is also often.
7. Write the poem of Hanshan Temple.
Temple buildings are directly adjacent to mountains, and the land of plenty is in the southeast of Tianjin.
A poet who only cherishes the interests of teeth and the market, but can't smell the sense of fishing fire.
There is no such thing as returning from a trip. It should be true to ask Lao Hanyan.
When the bell rang in the clear night, several people had their own dreams.
Hanshan Temple Wang Ming Xi Deng
On the west side of the ancient temple, there are green hills everywhere.
Stone dragons don't make rain, but river finches still sing the wind.
It is difficult to determine whether the city is close to the monk, and the flowers are not red in spring.
Candles flow outside the door and the dust is dark.
Qi sent Hanshan Temple to bid farewell.
Fengqiao looks at the blue mountains in the west, and the temple covers the Han River alone.
The clock in the boat urges the walker to get up, and the lamp in the tower shines on the monk to return.
Fishing should be lonely, the official road is rustling and the leaves are sparse.
Be sure to stop outside Gusu City to see off the princess's singing season.
Ye Bo Qiaofengwang Hanshan Temple
Night fire with loneliness, ten years dream of Qiao Feng.
Didn't see Wang Sili, Qing Kuang came to Hanshan Temple to ask about the tide.
Hanshan Temple
Wujiang River roared, maple leaves fell, and Bishan Ancient Temple enjoyed itself.
The cold bird went down to the rock side tower, and the residual photos showed the monk pine outside the road.
There is no vulgar rhyme in the empty gaozhai, but there is a hint of Maitreya and a strong wind.
The ship is far away in the cold wave, and the dream should have the taste of midnight.
Night parking near Fengqiao Zhangji
Frosty night, Jiang Feng, fishing and sleeping,
In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship.