Poetry about Faxing Temple

1. What are the poems about Hanshan Temple?

The most famous one is Zhang Ji's "Night Mooring on the Maple Bridge":

The moon falls and the crows cry frost. The sky is full of river maples, fishing fires and sorrowful sleep. Outside the city of Suzhou, Hanshan Temple, the midnight bell rings for the passenger ship.

"Hanshan Temple" by Lu Ding in the Qing Dynasty

The temple tower is directly adjacent to the mountains, and it is an important place in the southeast. I only cherish the tooth man's pursuit of profit, but I don't hear the fishing fire and appreciate the poet.

There is no way to know the return of a guest who has traveled against the odds, and asked Hanyan whether he should be true again. As soon as the bell rang clearing the night, several people had the same dream but different lives.

"Hanshan Temple" by Wang Xideng of the Ming Dynasty

The road to the west of the ancient temple is full of green mountains. The stone dragons are making rain, and the river magpies are still singing in the wind.

It is difficult for a monk to determine the location near the city, and the flowers in the spring are not red. The candle outside the door is dim and the dust is dark in the river maple.

"Farewell to Hanshan Temple" by Gao Qi of the Ming Dynasty

The maple bridge looks to the west against the faint blue mountains, and the temple faces the Hanjiang River. The bell in the boat reminds travelers to get up, and the lamp in the tower illuminates the distant monks returning.

The fishery is solitary and solitary, the official road is deserted and the leaves are sparse. It must be remembered that I am parked outside the city of Gusu, and I will see you off when the crow crows. 2. Poems describing Hanshan Temple

The most famous one is Zhang Ji's "Night Mooring on the Maple Bridge": The moon is setting, the crows are crying, the frost is all over the sky, the river maples are fishing and the fire is facing melancholy, Hanshan Temple is outside Gusu City, in the middle of the night Bells to passenger ships.

"Hanshan Temple" by Lu Ding in the Qing Dynasty. The temple tower is directly adjacent to the mountains, and it is an important place in the southeast. I only cherish the tooth man's pursuit of profit, but I don't hear the fishing fire and appreciate the poet.

There is no way to know the return of a guest who has traveled against the odds, and asked Hanyan whether he should be true again. As soon as the bell rang clearing the night, several people had the same dream but different lives.

"Hanshan Temple" by Wang Xideng of the Ming Dynasty. The road to the west of the ancient temple is full of green mountains. The stone dragons are making rain, and the river magpies are still singing in the wind.

It is difficult for a monk to determine the location near the city, and the flowers in the spring are not red. The candle outside the door is dim and the dust is dark in the river maple.

"Farewell to Hanshan Temple" written by Gao Qi of the Ming Dynasty. The maple bridge looks to the west of the Bishan Mountain, and the temple faces the Hanjiang River. The bell in the boat reminds travelers to get up, and the lamp in the tower illuminates the distant monks returning.

The fishery is solitary and solitary, the official road is deserted and the leaves are sparse. It must be remembered that I am parked outside the city of Gusu, and I will see you off when the crow crows. 3. Poems about Lingyin Temple

Lingyin Temple (Song Zhiwen)

The Jiuling Mountains are lush and craggy, and the Dragon Palace is lonely.

The building overlooks the sea and the sun, and the door faces the Zhejiang tide.

The osmanthus moon is setting in the middle of the moon, and the fragrance of the sky is floating outside.

The tower of Luodeng is far away, and the spring for cutting trees is far away.

The flowers are more blooming in the thin frost, and the leaves are not withered in the light ice.

The old age is still different, and the search is noisy.

Enter Tiantai Road and look at the Yudu Stone Bridge.

Inscribed on Lingyin Temple’s Red Xinyi Flower Show to Reward Master Guang (Bai Juyi)

The purple chalk contains pointed flames, and the red rouge dyes the small lotus.

The fragrant love and fragrant thoughts made the mountain monk regret to become a monk.

Climbing the back peak of Lingyin Temple (Fangqian) in summer

Climbing to the top of the mountain in the middle of summer without the heat. The sun cannot penetrate deep into the sky, and the trees are even more windy.

The mountains overlap with the clouds and the clouds, and the rivers reach the east of the world. I don't know that this Xixing is not the same as the ancients.

Sent to Song Zhenjun (Guanxiu) of Lingyin Temple in Hangzhou

After he dismissed the county and returned to invade Xia, he still heard that Ling was living in seclusion. In the monk's room, there are words of thanks and words written by Ge Hong on the forehead of the temple.

The macaques sleep in the moon tree, and the mountains and ponds are sparsely covered with flowers. My emperor loves peace and quiet, so don’t marry me in this house.

Posted in Early Autumn: Tianzhu Lingyin Temple (Jiadao)

The new autumn is in the temple in front of the peak and behind the peak, with a view of Wozhou from the top window. One hears crickets in concentration,

A crane hangs a macaque from its perch. The mountain bell is crossing the empty river at night, and the cold moon is shining on the ancient stone tower.

I recall the failed attempt to hang the sail, and thank you for visiting this place in the past.

Saquanzi (Pan Lang)

Long memories of Xishan. The three pillars in front of and behind Lingyin Temple.

A few tours on the Cold Spring Pavilion. The three volts are like autumn.

White apes sometimes see climbing high trees and roar away.

Don’t come and look at the painting. In the end, it lacks peaks and mountains.

Tied to the Zen Temple on the top of Lingyin Temple (Qi Wuqian)

If you mention this top of the mountain, you will not hear it from the lower world. The shadow of the tower hangs the Qing Dynasty, the bells and the white clouds.

Look at the empty and quiet room, and the people who walk on the road are burning incense. And if you are stationed in the west and come to drive, the sun is not yet dark.

A poem from a visit to Lingyin Temple reused the previous rhyme (Su Shi)

I don’t see you, Qiantang Lake, the grandeur of King Qian is no longer there.

There are piles of gold and beads in the house, and it is easy to call out if the luck is exhausted.

The officials from all over the world dispersed their children, leaving them in the palace to entertain the idlers.

The ups and downs of sorrow and joy can last only a moment, so why worry and feel depressed.

There are huts everywhere in Xishan, but I love Lingyin Feilaigu the most.

A hundred feet of green beards and pine trees disturb the laughing willows and cattail trees.

Thousands of people gathered in the high hall to eat, and they rang bells and drums to make a noise in the afternoon.

The abbot who sleeps in Ningxiang is like a sea map sewn with cotton quilt.

The breeze came and I was startled to sleep, and I was so proud that I surpassed Emperor Xi.

When I return, the crows are finishing their work, and the solitary smoke and sunset cannot be imitated.

On the first day of autumn, I pray for rain and stay at Lingyin Temple in the same week as Xu Erling (Su Shi)

I sit idle with hundreds of piles of cases, and sleep on the couch with the sound of an autumn leaf.

The snow and frost invade the house under the bed, and the moon falls on the pillow.

The rugged world has been tasted for many times, and the loneliness of the mountain has gradually faded away.

Only the compassion for farmers is still there, and the Han people are even more confused when they look up at the clouds.

The poem before Lingyin is dedicated to Lin Fu of the Tang Dynasty (one title is that Lin Fu will move to Lingyin Temple (Su Shi))

In front of Lingyin, behind Tianzhu, there are two streams of spring and a vulture.

I don’t know where the water comes from, jumping into the ravine like thunder.

He is ruthless and unpredictable, and he is willing to go back to the cold spring pavilion.

I have been in Qiantang for six hundred days, and I have not been able to get a warm seat in the mountains.

Now you want to live in seclusion, wearing ge clothes and grass shoes.

I can take charge of the cold spring for a hundred days. , no need to read in the twenty-four examinations. 4. Poems about temples

Era: Tang Author: Chang Jian Works: Poshan Temple Houchanyuan Content: Entering the ancient temple early in the morning, the first sun shines on the high forest.

The winding path leads to a secluded place, where the flowers and trees are deep. The light of the mountain is pleasing to the eyes of the birds, and the shadow of the pond is so quiet that the only sound is the sound of bells and bells. Contents of Peach Blossoms in Lin Temple: The beauty of April in the world is gone, and peach blossoms in mountain temples are beginning to bloom.

I have no idea where to turn to when I return to spring. Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Bai Juyi Works: Spring Journey to Qiantang Lake Contents. : To the west of Gushan Temple, the water is flat and the clouds are low.

There are several early orioles vying for warmth in the trees, and the new swallows are pecking at the spring mud. /p>

What I love most about the lake is the east side, the white sand embankment in the shade of green poplars. Era: Tang Dynasty. Author: Bai Juyi. Works: Reminiscing about Jiangnan. Content: Reminiscing about Jiangnan. The most reminiscing about it is Hangzhou.

Mountain temple in the middle of the month. Looking for osmanthus, looking at the tide on the pillow in the county pavilion, when will we come again? Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Meng Haoran Works: Song of Returning to Lumen at Night Contents: The bells of the mountain temple are ringing, the day is dark, and the people are rushing to the river village along the beach. I returned to Lumen by boat.

The moonlit trees at Lumen suddenly came to Pang Gong's retreat. The pine path was long and lonely, with only lonely people coming and going.

Era: Tang Author: Zhang Ji Works: Night Mooring at Fengqiao Content: The moon is setting, the sky is covered with crows and frost, Jiang Feng is fishing and the fire is sleeping in Hanshan Temple, and the midnight bell is ringing for the passenger ship.

Era: Northern Song Dynasty. Author: Lin Bu. Works: Looking at Ruishangren's Room in Gushan Temple. Content: At the bottom, I lean on the railing and meditate. The back pavilion of Gushan Pagoda is tilted to the west. There is a gloomy scroll in the forest temple, with scattered chessboards and fields.

Sometimes a solitary bird flies in the autumn scenery, and the cold smoke rises from the sunset. I stay late and love my house even more, and I only wait to see the snow in spring.

Era: Tang Author: Bai Juyi Works: Yiai Temple. Content: Sitting on the rocks by the stream, walking around the temple in search of flowers. You can hear the chirping of birds and the sound of springs everywhere.

Era: Tang Dynasty. Author: Bai Juyi. Works: Solitary Tung tree in Yunju Temple. The leaves are green and the clouds are more than five feet tall.

The mountain monk is ninety years old and has planted a green paulownia tree.

Straight from the bud, high from the end, no branches on all sides, but clear in the center.

Those who stand upright should be like this. Year: Tang Author: Cen Shen Works: and Gao Shixue. According to the content of the pagoda of Deng Ci'en Temple: the tower is like a gush of energy, standing alone in the heavenly palace.

When you step out of the world, the path is empty. The sudden pressure on China is like a ghost work.

The four corners block the day, and the seven layers cover the sky. Peeping down refers to the tall bird, listening down to hear the startling wind.

The mountains are like waves, and the running seems to be heading east. The road is lined with green locust trees, and the palace view is exquisite.

Autumn colors come from the west, and Guanzhong is full of green. On the Wuling North Plain, it is evergreen and misty.

Once you understand the principles clearly, you will be able to understand them, and you will win because of your long-standing teachings. I vow to hang up my crown and feel that my Taoist resources are endless.

Era: Tang Author: Cui Hao Works: Tour to Tianzhu Temple Content: Climbing Tianzhu Mountain in the morning, the sun rises in the mountain temple. Streams and springs are gushing thinly, and rivers and rivers are lingering.

The solitary top is high when you go straight up, but the peaks are small when you look at them from a flat angle. In December in Nanzhou, the ground is warm and there is little ice and snow.

The cold mountains are covered with green, and the winter marshes are covered with wisteria. On the side of the flower niche waterfall, there is a green wall and stone forest.

Ringing a bell brings together humans and heaven, giving food to gather apes and birds. The mind is cleansed and the mind is clear.

I just realized that there is nothing wrong with people and everything in the world. Era: Tang Author: Dai Shulun Works: Sanlv Temple Contents: The flow of water from Yuan to Xiang is endless, how deep is Qu Zi’s resentment! At dusk, the autumn wind blows, and the trees flutter with leaves.

Era: Tang and Five Dynasties Author: Du Mu Works: Inscribed on Mulan Temple Content: Bending the bow to fight as a man, I once had a thrush in my dream. I thought about returning the wine several times, and put it on the clouds to wish the concubine Ming. 5. Poems with the word temple

1. "Spring in the South of the Yangtze River"

Era: Tang Author: Du Mu

Thousands of miles away, the orioles sing, the green reflects the red, the water village and the mountains Guo Jiu Qifeng.

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

2. "Mountain and Stone"

Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Han Yu

The path of the mountains and rocks is indeed small, and bats fly to the temple at dusk.

When I sit on the steps in the hall, the fresh rain has fallen, and the banana leaves are big and the gardenias are fat.

The monk said that the Buddhist paintings on the ancient wall are good, and the fire can be used to illuminate what can be seen.

The bed is made, and the soup and rice are placed. The sparse rice is enough to satisfy my hunger.

Lying quietly in the middle of the night with no insects at all, the clear moon comes out of the ridge and the light enters the door.

There is no way to go out alone in the morning, and there is no way to go out and go up and down.

The mountains are red and the streams are dazzlingly green, and you can see dozens of pine trees all around.

When the current flows, I step on the rocks with my bare feet, and the sound of water stirs up the wind and creates clothes.

Life is so enjoyable, why should we be cramped and embarrassed?

Alas, the second and third sons of our party will never return home until they are old.

3. "Passing through Xiangji Temple"

Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Wang Wei

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

The ancient trees are untraveled, and there are no bells in the mountains.

The spring is filled with dangerous rocks, and the sun is cold and green with green pine trees.

In the evening sky, the pond is filled with music, and Zen is used to control the poisonous dragon.

4. "Huanxisha·Visit to Qishui Qingquan Temple"

Era: Song Dynasty Author: Su Shi

Visit Qishui Qingquan Temple, the temple is adjacent to Lanxi River and west of the stream flow. At the foot of the mountain, the orchid buds are soaked in the stream, the sandy road among the pines is clean and mudless, and the raindrops are crying at dusk. Who said there is no less in life? The water flowing in front of the door can still flow to the west! Stop singing yellow chicken with white hair.

5. "Qingming"

Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Du Fu

Flowers bloom everywhere, and thousands of people come out of Changsha on this day. The green willows at the ferry head have bright eyebrows, and the red hooves are arrogant and biting the knees when they are fighting for the road. It is a good place to visit the Xiangxi Temple, and all the generals also arrived from the army.

Ma Yuan's march was in front of us, and Ge Qiang was close to each other. The golden stirrup comes down the mountain and the red powder is late,

The tooth Qiang carries the brothel far away. In ancient times, we all know the sorrow and chaos, and the joys and sorrows of the world are temporarily separated.

Although my brother and nephew cannot save books, the war has not subsided and they have to leave. It is not my way to cater to young people.

The situation is now being eradicated.

6. "Moon in Xijiang·Being poor is often like being imprisoned"

Era: Song Dynasty Author: Zhu Dunru

Being poor is often like being imprisoned, and you are half old Like the wind in the heart. Hungry mosquitoes and hungry fleas are incompatible. I never dreamed one night.

If I don’t slap you or catch you, I will always be empty. The bell and official angle of the temple are located in the west and east. Don't get any antiques.

7. "Shui Tiao Ge Tou·The Sunset is Fragrant Grass"

Era: Song Dynasty Author: Han Yuanji

The setting sun is Fragrant Grass, and there is a gull in the smoke float. The benefits of the West Lake will remain for whom you will travel thousands of miles away. Sitting at the foot of Jingting Mountain, I think of the bamboos reflecting the cold water of a stream, and the flying canopy chasing after me. Kuang Yourespects the previous guest and compares the two poems. While laughing and chatting, the house was full of wind and the atmosphere was full of autumn. I have great ambitions in my life, roar and dance to watch Wu Gou. The red and white mountain flowers are blooming and fading. It’s the time when I’m half drunk and half awake. Spring is gone and I feel sad. Dreaming about Shuixi Temple, I look back at Xie Gonglou.

8. "Red Lips·Posthumous Fame"

Era: Song Dynasty Author: Xin Qiji

Posthumous fame has always been the same as before death. Green shoes are happy. Don’t set foot in Chang’an City. The monk outside the bamboo returns, and the road leads to Shuangzhong Temple. Gu Hongqi. In the hands of painting. Cut through the water of Songjiang River.

9. "Qinyuanchun·Shen Bosong God"

Era: Song Dynasty Author: Anonymous

Shen Bosong God, Li Bai Changgeng, Xiao He Pleiades Jing. On the third day of Qiaxian Gong's reign, Jinxian clan surrendered, and on the third day of Hou Gong's reign, Lu Dongbin was born. There are five hundred immortal classes and one thousand Buddha's names. They are happy to hear his voice spread to the world. The king was so kind that he was promoted to Huajian Temple early and became a leader in the court. Jin Ou has been covered with fragrant names. All people in the world must be at peace. One life of jute can hardly save five horses, but three ripe peaches will bring a thousand years to the future. A lieutenant who is desolate and has an official guard should not come to the court to say longevity. Three days of fumigation, but burning incense to clear the night, worshiping the stars in the distance. 6. What are the poems about law?

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"Sending Fu Hong's Works to Waiting at the City Palace"

Era: Song Dynasty Author: Su Che< /p>

Zheng Kangcheng, the predecessor of Jiaoxi, has a legacy that lasts for thousands of years and will be passed down to future generations.

He was rich in poetry, calligraphy and Confucianism in the old school, and he was also proficient in law and was a good official.

Returning to the family in colorful clothes often brings longevity, and when you get the city and river, you are happy to have soldiers.

Civil affairs have been in a hurry recently, and the sound of singing and singing is a test of martial arts.

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"Send Off to Master Dao Brother to Watch Deqing"

Era: Song Dynasty Author: Chen Mi

His father was Emperor Gao Attendant, you are now hiding in your residence to tend the tired people.

The sky is low and the sun is approaching, and the people in Shikuang are sparing no time to caress.

When I have time, I can stop writing poems and writing, and I will govern myself in accordance with the law.

Don’t send anything from the south when you come by boat, only send old relatives who have been rehabilitated.

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"Ode to History: Emperor Xuan"

Era: Song Dynasty Author: Chen Pu

Don't refer to the law as the Spring and Autumn Period, An'an He was imprisoned by several countries in Henan.

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"Eleven Poems with Zheng Hongzhong's Immortal Residence"

Era: Song Dynasty Author: Chen Xiang

I love Immortal Residence Okay, I'll be in the room during my spare time.

Worrying about the people is very repeated, and the responsibilities are not clear.

The law is readily available, and the boxes of poems and books are full.

When you are old, you must learn from others. If you are sick, you should be healthy.

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"Ciyun Yellow Book"

Era: Song Dynasty Author: Chen Zao Belief in theory is hard to come by.

The laws and regulations are not yet complete, and the students of Yanyan are outstanding.

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"New Work on the South Gate"

Era: Song Dynasty Author: Su Che

I know that there are many evil deeds in the public prison. If you have a son, you will be the third Duke.

Gaozuo will be able to pass all kinds of carriages and horses. Dingguo is as shrewd as his father.

Drinking wine can make your eyes and ears sharp. The prime minister of the Han Dynasty was still a marquis,

influencing the beginning and end of the Zhongxing. My family is a self-study person,

I am ashamed to talk about the law and ashamed of Qiu Rong. In middle age, he goes in and out of the Yellow Gate.

He is not clever enough to be called foolish and loyal. Although he has few faults, he has no merit.

If you don’t worry and don’t seek, your heart will be rough and empty. The whole world knows that I am the work of heaven.

If you rely on this knowledge, your children will not be tired, and your door will not be weak or prosperous.

The shabby alleys are just like Yan Sheng, and the powerful family smiles and spits at the face. 7. What are the poems praising the temple?

1. The crowds are looking cold, and the fine houses are divided here.

"Sushan Temple" Tang Dynasty: Jia Dao All the buildings look cold, and the fine houses are divided here. Meteors penetrate the sparse trees, and the moon moves retrograde through the clouds.

(Sparse wood, one work: water-repellent) There are few people coming to the top, and there are no crowds of tall pines and cranes. A monk is eighty years old and has never heard of worldly affairs.

Definition: The towering peaks are freezing cold, and a Buddhist temple stands on the top of the mountain. The sparse trees leaked a few starlight, and the moon hurried forward against the moving clouds.

There are very few people coming to the top of the mountain, and the pines stand out like chickens in the forest. An old monk who was over eighty years old had never heard of what was happening in the world.

2. Why is aura so valuable? This is the town of Wujing. "Climbing the Waguan Pavilion" Tang Dynasty: Li Bai Climbing the Waguan Pavilion in the morning, overlooking Jinling City.

Zhongshan faces Beihu, and Huai River flows into Nanrong. The flowers are falling in the long rain, and the sky is humming with music.

Dharma drums vibrate in the two corridors, and kites chant in the four corners. Out of the sky, I climb up to the Han Dynasty, looking up at the sun and the moon.

The domineering energy in the mountains and sky is extinguished, and the ancient cold and gloomy earth is born. The vast sea of ??clouds is at night, and the vast palace is flat.

The word "Changhe" is on the left side of the door, and the name of the phoenix is ??known to the building. Thunder causes hundreds of mountains to move, and God supports thousands of towers to fall.

Why is aura so valuable? This is the town of Wujing. Interpretation: Get up in the early morning and climb up to the high pavilion in Waguan Temple. Looking from a distance, Jinling City is in sight.

To the north is the majestic Zhongshan Mountain, and the eaves to the south face the mighty Huaihe River. As the chanting came from the temple, raindrops fell from the ceiling; the music of the ensemble sounded like the sounds of nature.

The drums in the temple corridors on both sides rumbled, and the iron horse pieces on the four corners of the eaves tinkled in the wind. The pavilion towers into the sky, and it seems like you can climb the sun and moon when you raise your head.

The autumn scenery of Zhongshan is depressing, and the spirit of overlord is exhausted; there are many sad stories deposited in the long history. At night, the sea of ??clouds is boundless, and the majestic palace is almost level with the sea of ??clouds.

Only the words "阘合" written on the door plaque and "Phoenix" written on the building plaque are still vaguely distinguishable. The thunder rumbled, the mountains shook, the roofs were about to collapse, and gods came to help.

Why is the Lingguang Palace so precious? Use it to protect Jinling City for a long time. 3. When you reach the shore, please look back. Penglai Palace is in the middle of the sea.

"Returning from West Lake at night and looking back at Gushan Temple as a gift to all the guests" Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi, Liuhu Songdao Lotus Temple, returning to the temple in the evening. The rain is heavy in the low mountains, and the palm leaves and water are cool.

The mist is swaying and the sky is blue, and the buildings and halls are scattered against the setting sun. When you reach the shore, please look back. Penglai Palace is in the middle of the sea.

Interpretation: There is a Gushan Temple on Gushan near the West Lake. In the evening, I rowed back after listening to Buddhist scriptures explained by eminent monks. Because the tangerine is full of rain, its fruit is heavy and drooping, and the palm leaves beat against each other in the breeze.

The water vapor on the lake is misty, the waves are turbulent, and the water and sky are the same color. Looking at the Qionglou Pearl Hall on the lake, the jaggedness is reflected in the sunset. Returning to the other side, please look back. Gushan Temple seems to be located in the middle of the water like Penglai Palace in the fairy mountain.

4. The five mountains are all worshiped by the Three Gongs, and they are surrounded by the four directions of the Song Dynasty. "Visiting the Gate Tower of Suiyu Temple in Hengyue Temple" Tang Dynasty: Han Yu The five mountains are worshiped by three gods, and they are surrounded by songs in all directions.

The fire-dimensional earth is full of wild-footed monsters, and the false divine handle in the sky is dedicated to its heroes. The clouds and mist are half-hidden, but who can be poor even if they have the best? I came during the Autumn Rain Festival, when the weather was dark and there was no breeze.

If there is a response when you devote yourself to silent prayer, wouldn’t it mean that you can understand through integrity! For a moment, I quietly swept out the peaks and looked up at the sudden blue sky. The purple caps are connected to the sky pillars, and the stones are thrown into the sky.

Senranpo dismounted his horse and bowed, walking towards the Ling Palace along a path of pines and cypresses. The red pillars on the pink wall are moving with light, and the pictures of ghosts are filled with blue and red.

I would like to recommend preserved wine to others, just to show my true feelings. The temple enables the old man to recognize the divine will, and Sui Xu can bow when he is investigating.

Holding a cup and guiding me to throw it, I think this is the most auspicious and difficult to agree with. Fortunately, he survived the wild wilderness and had enough food and clothing to live a long life.

The princes and kings have been looking at each other for a long time, and it is difficult to achieve success even if the gods indulge in desires. Go to the high pavilion in the Buddhist temple at night, and the stars and moon cover the clouds.

The ape rings the bell and does not know the dawn, and the cold sun is born in the east. Interpretation: The ceremony of offering sacrifices to the Five Mountains is like offering sacrifices to the Three Gongs. Among the Five Mountains, the four mountains surround Songshan Mountain in the middle.

Hengshan Mountain is located in a remote place with many monsters and ghosts. God has authorized the Nanyue God to rule the roost. Halfway up the mountain, clouds and mist spew out, making me confused and confused. Although there is a top, no one can reach the top.

I came here during the autumn rains, the weather was dark and there was no breeze. The silent prayer in my heart seems to have come true. Could it be that being an upright person can lead to spiritual intelligence? For a moment, the clouds and mist swept away, revealing the peaks. Looking up, the peaks stood abruptly in the sky.

Zigai Peak stretches and connects to Tianzhu Peak, while Shilin Mountain is undulating and connects to Zhurong. It was so steep and thrilling that I got off my horse and bowed down, and walked straight to the Palace of the Gods along the pine and cypress path.

The red pillars are dazzling against the pink wall, and the ghost pictures on the pilasters are either green or red. Climbing up the steps and bending down to offer wine and meat, I wanted to express my sincerity with a meager sacrifice.

The old man in charge of the temple could understand God’s will, stared at me, and bowed repeatedly for me. The dragon holding the cup taught me how to throw and predict, and it was difficult for anyone to interpret this divination.

I was exiled to the wild wilderness and was lucky enough to survive. I had enough food and clothing and was willing to stay here until my death. My desire to be a prince, king, general or prime minister has been cut off long ago. Even if God blesses me, it will be difficult for me to succeed.

This night I stayed in a Buddhist temple and lived in a high pavilion. The stars and the moon reflected the hazy mist in the mountains. The ape cries the clock and does not notice the dawn, and a cold sun rises slowly in the east.

5. I can hear the jingshe bell in the distance on the stream, and the boat is parked in a small diameter deep pine tree. "Looking South of Berlin Temple" Tang Dynasty: Lang Shiyuan I heard the jingshe bell in the distance on the stream, and the boat was parked in a small diameter and deep pines.

The clouds behind the green mountains are still there, and four or five peaks in the southeast are drawn. (Southeast One: Southwest) Interpretation: While sailing on the stream, I heard the long bells of the temple.

After parking the boat and climbing up the steps, the mountain road winds through the secret pine forest. It's sunny after the rain, the mountains are green, and the white clouds are floating leisurely.

Looking to the southwest, the four or five green peaks are even more lush, as if they had just been painted. 8. Poems praising the temple

Coming to the beautiful Hangzhou,

Who doesn’t want to know Lingyin Temple earlier,

witness her graceful and beautiful face ?

Walking on the stone steps of the Main Hall of Lingyin Temple,

I felt a kind of solemnity,

an unparalleled solemnity.

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Although you can’t hear the sound of bells and drums,

but you can still feel the ancient flavor,

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I felt the shocking shock.

I never worship Buddha, nor do I burn incense.

It’s just a kind of respect for Buddha.

The corners of Buddha’s mouth always seem to be there but not there.

As if laughing at the ignorance of the world.

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After the misty rain, this is an ethereal pure land.

Live in seclusion in the West Lake and be in the cloud forest.

As long as you walk to the cold spring,

you can smell the smell of incense burning in the wall.

I really don’t know that Su Shi, who was sitting next to the cold spring pavilion drinking tea and working,

How much Zen fragrance can be soaked in to write:

"If you want to compare the West Lake to the West, it is always better to wear light makeup and heavy makeup."

This eternal quatrain will last forever. .

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Walking on the silent stone steps,

Touching the soul of Lingyin Temple’s gardening art,

Marveling The ancients used the word "hidden" to describe the tranquility and profoundness of Lingyin Temple.

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Generally, the front of a temple is often open and spacious,

showing off the grandeur of the sect.

Lingyin Temple is hidden in a valley surrounded by peaks,

backed by the majestic North Peak,

facing the beautiful Feilai Peak,

A clear spring flows in front of the temple,

It feels like you are in a place where fairies hide.

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No wonder Su Dongpo traveled to Lingyin.

He wrote the poem "I love Lingyin the most and I fly here alone".

Stroll along the quiet path,

The towering ancient trees are filled with quiet and ancient charm,

The clear stream is gurgling around you, and the carps are playing,

The beautiful peaks are elegant , the dusty atmosphere suddenly disappeared,

It was otherworldly.

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The Ming Dynasty painter Shen Shitian wrote a poem:

The scenery on the lake is said to be spiritually hidden,

The scenery is alone among the cold springs.

There is a cold spring pavilion beside the cold spring pool.

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Stop on the stream and look into the distance for thousands of years,

Literati and poets linger here, admiring the scenery and reciting poems,

It seems as if I saw Bai Juyi and Su Dongpo sitting on the pavilion,

drinking and composing poems.

Dong Qichang, a great calligrapher and painter of the Ming Dynasty, wrote a couplet in the pavilion,

A wonderful question:

"Since when did the spring become cold? Where did the peak come from? ? ”

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Naturally, there are experts who respond to the couplet:

“The spring rises from the cold, and the peak flies from the flying place.” < /p>

Also:

"The springs have been cold since the time of Yu, and the peaks have flown from the neck."

I also responded with courage:

< p> "The spring has been cold since ancient times, 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,

blends well with the beautiful natural scenery,

It truly deserves to be a shining star among the Jinxiu rivers and mountains in my country. 's pearl.

Hanshan Temple, Qing Dynasty·Lu Ding

The temple tower is directly adjacent to the mountains, and it is an important place in the southeast of Yumi.

I only cherish the tooth man's pursuit of profit, but I don't know the fishing fire and appreciate the poet.

There is no way to know the return of a guest who has traveled against the odds, and asked Hanyan whether he should be true again.

As soon as the bell rang clearing the night, several people had the same dream but different lives.

Hanshan Temple Ming Dynasty·Wang Xideng

The road to the west of the ancient temple is full of green mountains.

The stone dragons are making rain, and the river magpies are still singing in the wind.

It is difficult for a monk to determine the location near the city, and the flowers in the spring are not red.

The road outside Zhulian's door is dark with dust and maple.

Farewell to Hanshan Temple by Gao Qi of the Ming Dynasty

The maple bridge overlooks the blue mountains to the west, and the temple faces the Hanjiang River alone.

The bell in the boat urges travelers to get up, and the lamp in the tower illuminates the distant monks returning.

The fishery is solitary and solitary, the official road is deserted and the leaves are sparse.

It must be remembered that you are parked outside the city of Gusu, and you will be sent off when the crow crows.

Parking on the maple bridge at night and looking at the Hanshan Temple

The night fire is accompanied by the loneliness, and the ten-year-old dream is on the maple bridge. Qing Kuang didn't see Manager Wang and came to ask about the tide outside Hanshan Temple.

Hanshan Temple

As the maple leaves are falling over the Wujiang River, the ancient temple in Bishan is alone. In the cold sky, birds descend from the rockside tower, and the remaining light shines on the pines outside the path where the monk returns. There is no vulgar charm in the empty and quiet high house, but there is no trace of Maitreya in the wild wind. But the boat took advantage of the cold wave to go away, and in the dream I should hear the midnight clock.

Night mooring at Fengqiao Zhang Ji

The moon is setting and the sky is full of crows and frost, the river maple fishing fire is facing melancholy,

The bells of Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City are ringing in the middle of the night to the passenger ship.

Titled the Zen Temple behind Poshan Temple

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 surrounded by flowers and trees.

The light of the mountains pleases the birds, and the shadows of the ponds empty the hearts of the people.

All sounds are silent, except for the sound of bells and chimes.

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