What are some poems about Zen in temples?

1. Jiangnan Spring - Du Mutang

Thousands of miles away, the orioles are singing, the green is reflected in red, and the wine flags are blowing in the mountains and rivers of water.

There are four hundred and eighty temples in the Southern Dynasties, and many towers are in the mist.

Translation

Thousands of miles south of the Yangtze River, there are singing and dancing birds everywhere, pink willows and red willows, a scene full of spring. In the villages near the water and the city walls on the mountains, there are wine flags fluttering in the wind everywhere. . In the past, the Southern Dynasties were full of deep temples filled with smoke, but now these pavilions and pavilions stand in the hazy mist and rain.

2. Visiting the Laojun Temple - Li Baitang

The ancestors had holy virtues, and the temple solemnly solemnized the spirit.

The grass and human traces are gone, and the dust is thick and the bird traces are deep.

The quicksand Danzao is destroyed, and the purple smoke sinks along the road.

After thousands of years of suffering alone, there are still pine and cypress trees left.

Translation

The ancestor Li Er was compassionate and compassionate towards the people, and left behind a copy of the Tao Te Ching. Now, when I step into his temple, I can't help but feel solemn. No one has been to this temple for a long time. The road is almost covered by the lush grass. The dust on the steps is very thick, so the imprints of the bird's claws are deep.

I left Hangu Pass and went to Liusha Kingdom. Therefore, no one passed on the incense of the alchemy furnace. The purple smoke was confusing on the way out of the pass. Where can I find his whereabouts? A thousand years after you left, I was alone facing this cold temple and the desolate pine trees. How could it not be heartbreaking?

3. Inscribed on the Zen courtyard behind Poshan Temple - Chang Jian of the Tang Dynasty

Entering the ancient temple early in the morning, the first sun shines on the high forest.

The bamboo path leads to a secluded place, and the Zen room is deep with flowers and trees.

The light of the mountain is pleasing to the birds, and the shadow of the pond is empty of the human heart.

Everything is silent here, except for the sound of bells and chimes.

Translation

I walked into this ancient temple early in the morning, and the rising sun reflected the woods on the mountain. Bamboo groves cover the paths leading to the depths, and the flowers and trees in front and behind the Zen room are luxuriant and colorful. The bright mountain light makes the birds more happy, and the clear water in the pond also refreshes the mind and purifies the mind. At this moment, everything was silent except for the sound of bells and chimes.

4. Night mooring at Maple Bridge - Zhang Jitang

The moon is setting, crows are crying, the sky is full of frost, Jiang Feng is fishing and the fire is facing melancholy.

In the Hanshan Temple on the outskirts of Suzhou, the bell rang at midnight to reach the passenger ship.

Translation

The moon has set, the crows are crows and the sky is filled with cold air. The maple trees on the riverside and the fishing fires on the boats make it difficult for me to sleep alone in sorrow. The bells ringing at the Hanshan Ancient Temple outside Gusu City in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship I was traveling on.

5. Passing by Xiangji Temple - Wang Weitang

I don’t know Xiangji Temple, but I have entered Yunfeng several miles away.

The ancient trees are untouched, and there are no clocks in the mountains.

The sound of the spring is swallowed by dangerous rocks, and the sun is cold and green.

In the evening, there is a song in the empty pond, and Zen is used to control the poisonous dragon.

Translation

I didn’t know where Xiangji Temple was, so I climbed several miles and accidentally entered the Yunyong Peaks. There are towering ancient trees but there are no walking paths. The bells of ancient temples can be heard from somewhere deep in the mountains. The spring water in the mountain makes a faint sound when it hits the rocks, and the sunlight in the pine forest seems cold. At dusk, I came to the hidden place of Kongtan and practiced meditation peacefully to suppress the poisonous dragon in my heart.