Do you know Qi Ji, a famous poet monk in the late Tang Dynasty? Before he became a monk, his common name was Hu Desheng. Qi Ji lived through the Tang Dynasty and three of the Five Dynasties. When he was more than 6 years old, Qi Ji worked with other children from tenant families to herd cows for the temple. While herding cows, he studied and wrote poems. He often used bamboo branches to write poems on the backs of cows, and the poems came out naturally. After Qi Ji became a monk, he loved writing poetry even more. When he became an adult, Qi Ji went on a study tour. During his travels, he called himself "Heng Yue Shaman". Next, follow the editor to appreciate the famous poems and essays written by the famous poet Qi Ji.
Collection of Qi Ji's Poems
Early Plum Blossoms
Qi Ji [Tang Dynasty]
Ten thousand trees are about to break due to the cold, but their roots are solitary Warm alone.
In the deep snow in Qiancun, a branch bloomed last night.
The wind carries the delicate fragrance, and the birds take a peek at the beauty.
As expected next year, Wangchuntai will be the first place to visit.
The Swordsman
Qi Ji [Tang Dynasty]
With his sword drawn, he circled the remaining bottle and went out after singing.
How can I repay kindness when the west wind fills the sky with snow?
It is common to die bravely, and it is not worth mentioning lightly.
It is too easy to turn over the water, and it will move away from the soul.
Peach Blossoms
Qi Ji [Tang Dynasty]
Thousands of peach blossoms are exposed, but nowhere can they shine red.
In the fairyland where the wind is warm, the spring is in the middle school of water.
The wandering orioles should be seen falling, and the dancing butterflies are unknown.
Imagine the picture of desire, with branches and bamboo bushes.
Thanks to Master Zhong for sending tea
Qi Ji [Tang Dynasty]
In spring, before the rain in the valley, they pick fragrant cigarettes with their hands.
It’s hard to fill the cage with tender green, but it’s easy to be clear and peaceful in the evening.
We invite guests from neighboring courtyards to try cooking the Luohua Spring.
The land is far away and the labor is sent to each other, but it is another year without coming.
Spring Rain
Qi Ji [Tang Dynasty]
If you want to spread the force like ointment, you must first smell the mines.
The clouds and dragons match each other, and the wind and electricity come in a flash.
__Nongsangye, Ming_Yangliutai.
Who wants to wait for the weather to be sunny and warm? There are peonies blooming in the garden.
Bitter Cold Journey
Qi Ji [Tang Dynasty]
Ice peaks stand tall in the sky, and the ice and water are frozen and buried in the sea and land.
The nature of killing things and the desire to hurt people cannot cut off the roots of thorns and thorns, nor can they show the fist of the phoenix and unicorn_.
How can this be the warmth and the anointing rain, and the prosperity and decline of the natural world will be blended into thousands of households.
Butterfly
Qi Ji [Tang Dynasty]
Where the back is red, the fragrance is so confusing that it is heavy on the threshold.
They fly separately but still appear alone, and occasionally meet in groups.
Far away harm will eventually prevent you from the sparrows, and you will not be able to avoid the bees in the first place.
The peach branches lead back and forth, and the orchid paths lead each other to follow.
Cui_The red heart is cold, and the fragrant powder is thick.
It can be found through the shadows of trees, but it is difficult to find traces of flowers.
The evening is still urgent, and the dance of spring is still lingering.
In the old pool hall of the West Wind, you can still pick hibiscus.
Mid-Autumn Moon
Qi Ji [Tang Dynasty]
The sky is blue, cloudless and dewy, and the stars are shining brightly.
Don’t hinder the rising trend of the east tower. Watch the world at noon.
Maybe Mingming Yinhaoso is willing to teach the darkness to take the elixir branch.
Poor Chanjuan's shadow in the middle of the night, facing the Wuhou residual wine pool.
Self-dispatch
Qi Ji [Tang Dynasty]
I know clearly that it is a dream, and now that I have realized it, what more can I ask for?
Death into the lonely peak, the ashes will fly away.
There are no clouds in the sky and the sky is blue, and the sky is quiet and the moonlight flows.
Lest any disciples come to hang stones from time to time.
Twelve rhymes of chanting tea
Qi Ji [Tang Dynasty]
Let a hundred herbs become the spirit, and the merit will be achieved first. The word "Gan" spreads all over the world, and the name "Zhan Huo" is yours.
Origin: There are no geese in spring, but there are warblers in the valley at harvest time. The title is from Zeguo and the contribution is made to Qinjing.
The sense of smell is extremely refined, and you can feel the lightness of your bones. Study the sound of the Tianzhu, and pick it up from the Shushan Mountain.
When the poet sings autumn songs, the Zen master lies down in shock during the day. The room is full of fragrance when the corners are opened, and the green furnace is buzzing.
Recalling the cool spring at night, I think about the different fruits. The pine yellow is dry and swirling, and the mica is slippery and tilting.
It is quite expensive to send from an expert, so it is especially suitable for those who are poor and prosperous. I once looked for ways to practice things, and found them all wonderful, Mr. Lu.