On a frosty night, Jiang Feng sleeps in the fishing fire, and the bell rings at midnight at Hanshan Temple outside Gusu.
Hanshan Temple in Luding in Qing Dynasty
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 of Wang Xideng in Ming Dynasty
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.
Gao Qi bid farewell to Hanshan Temple in Ming Dynasty
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.
2. The most famous poem describing Hanshan Temple is Zhang Ji's "a night-mooring near maple bridge": On a frosty night, Jiang Feng sleeps in the fire, Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City, and the bell rings at midnight to knock on a passenger ship.
In Qing Dynasty, Luding Hanshan Temple was directly adjacent to many mountains, which was the main place in the southeast of the land of plenty. 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.
In the Ming Dynasty, Wang Xideng wrote Hanshan Temple, surrounded by green hills on the west side of the ancient temple. 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.
In Gao Qi's Farewell to Hanshan Temple in the Ming Dynasty, the Fengqiao Bridge looks at the Blue Mountain 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.
3. Lingyin Temple Poetry (Song Wenzhi)
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.
The title of "Red Magnolia Opera in Lingyin Temple" was awarded to Ren Guang (Bai Juyi).
Purple chalk contains sharp flame, and red rouge dyes small lotus flowers.
How much fragrance makes monks regret becoming monks.
Climbing the Back Peak of Lingyin Temple in Summer (Fanggan)
There is no trouble in hot summer, among dogs. Radish is hard to penetrate the sun, and the trees are windy.
The mountains are Dieyun, and Sichuan is inclined to the east. That knowledge is different from that of the ancients.
Send a message to Song Zhen (Guan Xiu), the messenger of Lingyin Temple in Hangzhou.
County invasion of Xia Hou, still smell spiritual seclusion. In the monk's room, thank you. In the temple, Ge Hongshu.
The moon tree monkeys sleep, and the mountain pond is sparse. My emperor loves quiet, so he will marry me.
Early autumn of Lingyin Temple in Tianzhu (A Road)
Before and after the peak, the temple is in the new autumn, and the top window sees Wozhou. People smell crickets in the middle,
Cranes hang macaques in their habitats. Crossing the empty river in the middle of the night, the ancient stone building is cold in the moon.
My heart recalls the attempt to hang the sail, and I thank you for traveling here in the past year.
Saquanqi (Pan Lang)
A long memory of the western hills. There are three pillars in front of Lingyin Temple and three pillars behind it.
Several trips to Cold Spring Pavilion. Just like clear autumn.
When the white ape saw climbing a tree, he shouted where to go.
Don't look at the aperture. There are always peaks and valleys.
Lingyin Temple Peak Temple (Don't dive)
Call this mountain top, and the lower bound will not smell it. The shadow of the tower hangs clear, and the bells are ringing white clouds.
Look at the quiet room, incense burns all over the street. While driving in the west, it's still dark.
Reuse the rhyme of Lingyin Temple Poetry (Su Shi)
Don't you see, Qiantang River, the spectacular king of money is gone today.
The house is piled with gold, and the beads are measured. Luck is simple and easy.
The officials of the four sides patrolled the funeral, and the palace que left idle people for entertainment.
Sweet and sour, joys and sorrows are two moments, there is no need to worry.
There are secluded places everywhere in the western hills, and I love to fly alone.
White beard laughed at Liu and Pu.
Gaotang will be eaten by thousands of people, beating gongs and drums.
It is better to have a quilt picture than to have a fragrant abbot to sleep.
When the breeze came, I fell asleep, so I was proud of Emperor Xihe.
When I got home, the crow had just finished, and the lonely smoke and sunset could not be copied.
Beginning of autumn prayed for rain and stayed in Lingyin Temple for a week. Xu Erling (Su Shi)
One hundred boxes are idle, and a Ye Qiu sleeps on the sofa.
The snow and frost in the bed invade the home, and the piano in the pillow is built for spring.
The rugged world must be tasted, and the lonely mountain will gradually grow old.
Only the pity for farmers is still there, and the expectation for Han Yun is even more vacant.
The first "Lingyin Song" was dedicated to the Tang Dynasty (the inscription moved to Lingyin Temple (Su Shi).
Before Lingyin, after Tianzhu, two streams spring to carve.
I don't know where the water came from and jumped into the valley like thunder.
Ruthless and unpredictable, I would like to linger under the cold spring pavilion.
I have been in Qiantang for 600 days, and it is not warm in the mountains for the time being.
Now you have to be a spiritual hermit, and clothes and grass follow the monks and vegetables.
Can manage a cold spring for a hundred days, without twenty-four books.
4. Poems about temples: Tang Author: Chang Jian's works: After breaking the mountain temple, the contents of the Buddhist temple: In the pure morning, near the ancient temple, there are little trees at dawn.
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.
All was silent, except the bell. 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: Spring Tour of Qiantang Lake Content: Gushan Temple is north-west of Jiating, and the water level is low.
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 contend for bursts, and rivers and sea headlands linger.
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.
5. Poetry 1 has the word temple, which is spring scenery in the south of the Yangtze River.
Year: Tang Author: Du Mu
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. "Rock"
Year: Tang Author: Han Yu
The towering and steep rocks, narrow mountain roads like sheep intestines, and the dusk when bats are flying come to this temple.
When I climbed the steps of the temple and sat down, there was a field soaked in rain. The rain made the branches and leaves of banana rough and the mountain was more beautiful.
Monks told me that the ancient city walls were magnificent, lit by torches and looked sticky.
Make your bed. Although the food is rough, it satisfies my hunger.
It's late at night, sleep quietly, the white stopped rumbling, the moon climbed the mountain, and the brightness entered the doors and windows.
At dawn, I left alone, unable to see the way in and out of the fog, and I groped my way up and down.
The mountains are bright red, Jianshui River is green, shiny and watery, and pine and oak trees are densely surrounded and lush.
The water flows barefoot on the rocks, and the sound of water excites the wind to make clothes.
These things themselves can make life happy. You must be embarrassed to be a man.
Why, how can I go back to my hometown when I am old?
3. Over the Temple of Ji Xiang
Year: Tang Author: 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.
Spring listens to swallow dangerous stones, and the sun is tempered by pines.
In the evening, come to the empty pool and meditate quietly to suppress the dragon.
4. Huanxisha Right Banner Water Qingquan Temple
Year: Song Author: Su Shi
Play Qingquan Temple in Qishui, next to the temple is Lanxi, and the stream flows west. The buds just growing at the foot of the mountain are soaked in the stream, and the sand road between the pine trees is washed away by the rain. In the evening, the rain began to trickle down, and cuckoo calls came from the pine forest. Who says life can't go back to adolescence? The water in front of the door can also flow west! Don't bemoan the passage of old age!
5. Tomb-Sweeping Day
Year: Tang Author: Du Fu
It takes a lot of time a day. There are thousands of people in Changsha. Watanabe's eyebrows are bright and bright,
For the Tao, your feet are arrogant and your knees are gnawing. This is a good place to visit Xiangxi Temple. All the generals will come from the army.
The trip to Ma Yuan is just around the corner, and Ge Qiang is thinking about it. When the golden stirrup went down the mountain,
The tooth is far from the brothel. In ancient times, people knew about the troubled times, and the joys and sorrows of the world were temporarily sent.
Although my brother and nephew can't keep accounts, they have never stopped living in peace. This is not my way of pleasing young people.
The situation today is even worse.
6, "Xijiangyue, often like a prisoner after poverty"
Year: Song Author:
Poverty is often like a prison, and old age is half like a heart wind. Hungry mosquitoes and hungry fleas are incompatible. Have you ever dreamed in one night?
If I don't fan and scratch, the outline will always be empty. Temple bell officer angle. Don't get any bones
7. "Shuidiao Tou Sunset and Grass"
Year: Song Author: Han Yuanji
The sunset is full of grass, and a seagull is floating in the smoke. The benefits of the West Lake, once in a thousand miles, who will you stay for? Sitting at the foot of Jingting Mountain, the bamboo forest reflects a stream of cold water, and the flying hood is chasing you. There is a kind of respect for the former guests, which is relatively two poems. Between the jokes, the wind was trembling and the air was falling. My lifelong ambition is to scream and dance to see Wu Gou. Red and white mountains bloom, half drunk and half awake, and spring goes to worry about children. Dream around Shuixi Temple and look back at Xiegong Building.
8. "Little crimson lips, fame behind them"
Year: Song Author: Xin Qiji
Fame behind you, never change your drunkenness before you die. Green shoes are complacent. Do not step on Chang 'an. Outside the bamboo, the monk returns, and the road refers to the frost temple. Loneliness. Dan Qing has. Cut off the water source of Songjiang.
9. Qinyuanchun Shen Songbo
Year: Song Author: Anonymous
Shen, Li Bai Chang Geng, Xiao He Chang Jing. In the first three days, Jin Xian fell, and three days later, Lv Dongbin was born. 500 fairy classes, 1000 Buddha names, like to listen to the spread of English. Your kindness is as heavy as a mountain. You sublimated the temple early and promoted the court. Jin ou was given a fragrant name. The whole world must be at peace. Look at the life of jute, it is difficult to raise five horses, flat peaches are ripe three times, and celebrate the Millennium. A captain is desolate and guarded by officials. Don't go to court and say longevity. After three smoke baths, I burned incense in the clear night and worshipped Taixing from afar.
6. What are the poems about law? 1,
Send Fu Hong's Works to Visit Quecheng
Year: Song Author: Su Zhe
Zheng Kangcheng, the predecessor of Jiaoxi, has a thousand-year legacy and is passed down by later generations.
I learned poetry and calligraphy in the old days, rich in Confucianism, and proficient in judge skills.
Returning home with clothes on, living a long life, and having soldiers in the river are endless fun.
Recently, I urged civil affairs to use the string song The Voice of Jiangwu Town.
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Send a younger brother to defend Deqing.
Year: Song Author:
I am the courtier of my father, Emperor Gao, and now you are hiding in the palace to graze the tired people.
The sky is low and the sun is near, so it is rare for people to follow.
Don't put down your poetry books when you are free, let the law take care of yourself first.
When the ship came, it didn't send anything from the south, but only the old relatives who had been rehabilitated.
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Xuan Di in history.
Year: Song Author:
If you don't make the law in the Spring and Autumn Period, several countries in Henan will be imprisoned.
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Eleven Poems by Zheng Hong in Xianju
Year: Song Author: Sean
I love Xianju and stay in my room on public holidays.
Worrying about the people is extremely rebellious and the responsibility is not thorough.
The method is handy, and the box is full of poems and books.
When you get old, you must learn from others.
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Secondary rhyme yellow book
Year: Song Author: Chen Zao
Mr. Hui, you should believe the theory that the price is difficult.
I really haven't finished writing the laws and regulations, and everything between the lines is the essence.
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New works south gate
Year: Song Author: Su Zhe
In the referendum prison, there are many merits and virtues, and they know that they have sons as three officials.
Hall, chariots, horses, children, clever and fatherly,
Drinking is a stone's ear and ear. Han Jiacheng is still sealed,
About the whole story of ZTE. My family is self-taught,
Shame is the law, shame is Qiu Rong. Middle-aged people go in and out of the Yellow Gate,
Wisdom is not enough to be called loyalty, although there are too few clouds, it is useless.
I don't want to be empty-minded. The whole world knows that I only have talent.
Relying on this knowledge, children will not be tired, embarrassed or prosperous.
The humble alley is the same as Yansheng, and the potential family laughs.
7. What are the poems praising temples? 1. Many people shrug their shoulders and look cool, which is fine.
Sushan Temple in Tang Dynasty: Jia Dao's grotesque caves are cool, and Lu Jing is divided here. The trees missed the stars, and the moon hurried forward in the clouds.
(sparse wood: sparse) There are few high-level people, and Gao Songhe is not a group. An 80-year-old monk has never heard of what happened in the world.
Commentary: The towering mountain peak is chilly, and a Buddhist temple stands on the top of it. Sparse trees shed a little starlight, and the moon hurried forward against the clouds.
The mountains are extremely high and there are few people, so pine trees stand out in the forest. An old monk in his eighties has never heard of what happened in the world.
2. How expensive is Lingguang? Jason Wu, the mayor of this town. Deng Crock Pavilion Tang Dynasty: Li Deng Crock Pavilion overlooking Jinling City.
Zhongshan faces the north households, and Huaishui enters Nanrong. Long rain, noisy days and happy voices.
The two corridors beat drums and the four corners sang kites. Stand outside the sky and climb the sun and the moon.
The mountains and air are domineering, and the earth is cold and gloomy. The vast sea of clouds is late, and the vast palace is flat.
The door is closed, and the building knows the name of Phoenix. Much thunder and little rain, but heaven helps all.
How expensive is the halo? Jason Wu, the mayor of this town. Interpretation: Set out in the early morning and climb the high pavilion in the crock temple. From a distance, Jinling City has a panoramic view.
To the north is the majestic Zhongshan Mountain, and to the south is the pavilion eaves facing the mighty Huaihe River. In the chanting from the temple, smallpox rained down; Ensemble music is like the sound of nature.
Drums rumbled on both sides of the hall corridor, and iron horse fragments at the four corners of the cornices tinkled thoughtfully in the wind. The pavilion soars into the sky, holding its head high, as if it could climb the sun and the moon.
Autumn in Zhongshan is depressed and the spirit of overlord is exhausted; How many sad stories have been precipitated in the long river of history. In the night, the sea of clouds is boundless, and the magnificent palace view is almost flush with the sea of clouds.
Only the word "Hu He" written on the door plaque can be vaguely distinguished from the word "Phoenix" mentioned on the floor plaque. Thunder rumbled, the mountain was shaking, and the arch of the house was about to tilt. The man of God came to help.
How precious is Lingguang Hall? Can bless Jinling city for a long time. Please look back when you reach the shore. Penglai Palace is in the middle of the sea.
"Looking at Gushan Temple at Night after Returning from the West Lake" Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi Liu Husong Road Lotus Temple moved back to the radial Dojo at night. 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.
Commentary: There is an isolated mountain temple on the isolated mountain near the West Lake. After listening to the Buddhist scriptures of the monks in the evening, you can row back. Because the oranges are full of rain, the fruits are drooping heavily, and the palm leaves collide with each other with the breeze.
The lake is foggy, the microwave is surging, and the water and sky are the same. Looking at the bamboo hall of Qionglou on the lake, it is uneven and reflected in the sunset. Go back to the other side, please look back. Gushan Temple seems to be located in the middle of the water like Penglai Palace in Xianshan.
4. The five mountains are three fairs, four mountains are a ring, and Songshan is in the middle. Stopping in front of a temple in Hengshan Mountain, I wrote this poem in the Tang Dynasty on the gatehouse: Han Yu, five mountains are three, four mountains are a ring, and Songshan is in the middle.
Hengshan Mountain is located in a remote place, and there are many monsters. God authorized Nanyue God to be the supreme power. Halfway up the mountain, it is foggy, although there are spires to climb to the top. I came here in the autumn rain. The weather was dark and there was no wind.
Silent prayer in the heart seems to be fulfilled. Isn't an upright person well informed? After a while, the clouds swept out the prominent peaks and looked up at the top of the peaks. The Zigai Peak Ridge is connected with Tianzhu Peak, and the ups and downs are rugged and connected with Zhu Rong.
Steep Zhan Sen dismounted and bowed, and went straight to the palace of the gods along the pine and cypress path. The pink walls against the red pillars are dazzling, and the pilasters on the ghost paintings are green or red.
Step on the steps, bend down and offer meat and wine to show your humility to the money. The old man in charge of the temple can understand this sacredness. He stared at the temple repeatedly and bowed to me again and again.
The corner of the hand cup taught me how to throw, saying that this kind of bo is the most difficult guitar. I was exiled to the wild. Fortunately, I didn't die. I was willing to die here until the end.
Once the king's desire is cut off, God will not succeed even if he bless me. This night, the temple stays on the Highgarden, and the crescent moon will be covered by the fog on the mountain.
The monkey crows the bell and strikes the morning, and the sky is cold in the east. Interpretation: The ritual of offering sacrifices to the Five Mountains is like offering sacrifices to the Three Kingdoms. Four mountains in the Five Mountains surround Songshan Mountain in the middle.
Mount Hengshan is far away and there are many monsters. God authorized Nanyue God to be a hero. Halfway up the mountain, the fog is misty. Although there are extremes, who can reach the top?
When I came, it happened that the autumn rain was continuous, the weather was dark and there was no breeze. The silent prayer in my heart seems to have come true. Isn't honesty just about being well informed? In an instant, the cloud swept away the prominent mountain peak, looked up at the mountain peak and suddenly inserted into the cloud.
Zigai Peak is connected with Tianzhu Peak, and Shiyu Mountain is connected with Zhu Rong. Yan Sen dismounted steeply and made a thrilling prayer, and went straight to the palace of the gods along the pine and cypress path.
The pink wall sets off the red column, and the ghost symbols on the pilaster are either green or red. Climb up the steps and bend down to offer wine and meat, hoping to show your sincerity with humble sacrifices.
The old man in charge of the temple can understand the sacred will, stare and peep, and bow to me again and again. Holding a cup, jiaozi taught me how to throw it, saying that this omen is the hardest thing for guitarists.
I was exiled to the wild and survived. I am willing to die here with plenty of food and clothing. The desire to be a prince has long been cut off, even if God bless, it is difficult to succeed.
That night, I stayed in the Buddhist temple and lived on the shelf. The moon and the moon are covered with misty mountains. Before dawn, apes crow and bells ring, and in the cold east, Ran Ran rises.
5. I heard the bells in the pavilion on the stream, and the boat trails were deep and loose. "Looking south at Bailin Temple" Tang Dynasty: Lang Shiyuan heard the bells on the river, and the boat was slightly loose.
After the castle peak, the clouds are still there, and four or five peaks are painted in the southeast. Commentary: When I was sailing on the stream, I heard the long sound of the temple.
Stop the boat and climb the stairs, and the mountain road winds through the secret pine forest. After the rain in Chuqing, the mountains are green and the white clouds are floating leisurely.
Looking to the southwest, four or five Qingfeng Mountains are even more lush, as if they had just been painted.
8. Poems praising temples came to the beautiful Hangzhou.
Who doesn't want to know about Lingyin Temple earlier,
Witness her elegant and beautiful face?
Walking on the stone steps of the Daxiong Hall of Lingyin Temple,
I feel a sense of solemnity,
Unparalleled majesty.
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Although, I can't hear the sound of bells and drums ringing,
However, you can still feel the taste of ancient times.
I felt that amazing shock.
I never worship Buddha or burn incense.
It's just a kind of admiration for Buddha.
The corners of the Buddha's mouth are always like smiles.
As if laughing at the ignorance of the world.
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After misty rain, this is an ethereal pure land.
Live in seclusion in the West Lake and Yunlin.
As long as you go to the cold spring,
You can smell the burning incense in the wall,
I really don't know Su Shi, who is sitting at Lengquange drinking tea.
How much Zen incense can you dip before writing:
"If you want to compare the West Lake to the West Lake, light makeup is always appropriate."
Eternal quatrains are enduring.
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Walking on the silent stone steps,
Touch the soul of the gardening art of Lingyin Temple,
Admire the word "hidden" of the ancients,
Let the overall situation of Lingyin Temple be quiet and profound.
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Generally, the front of the temple is often spacious and spacious.
Show off the style of practice.
Lingyin Temple is hidden in a valley surrounded by peaks.
Backed by the majestic North Peak,
Facing the beautiful Feilai Peak,
Clear spring flows in front of the temple,
It's like being in a place hidden by a fairy.
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No wonder Su Dongpo lingered spiritually.
Write a poem "I love flying alone".
Walking along the quiet path,
The towering ancient trees are filled with quiet and ancient charm.
There is a clear stream around, and carp play.
Xiufeng is elegant and the dust disappears.
Extraordinary and refined.
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The Poetic Cloud of Ming Dynasty Painter Shen;
It is said that the scenery on the lake is hidden.
The scenery in the cold spring is unique.
There is a cold spring pavilion in Chi Pan.
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Stop on the stream and watch the Millennium.
Scholars linger here, enjoying the scenery and reciting poems.
I seem to see Bai Juyi and Su Dongpo sitting on the pavilion.
Drinking and writing poems.
Dong Qichang, a great painter and calligrapher in Ming Dynasty, inscribed couplets in the pavilion.
Punctual question:
"Since when is it cold in spring? Where does the peak come from? "
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Naturally, there are experts who can answer these questions:
"The spring is chilly, and the peak flies from the flying place."
And:
"The spring cold is self-evident, and the peak flies from the neck."
I also bravely fought to deal with:
"Since ancient times, the spring has been chilly, and the peaks have flown from the sky."
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Lingyin Temple is the place where the Buddha settled.
It is the residence of "Living Buddha Jigong".
It has a long history and culture,
Beautiful natural scenery,
It really deserves to be a bright pearl among the splendid rivers and mountains in China.
Lu Qing Top 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.
Buddhist retreat behind the broken mountain temple
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.
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