Poetry about silence

1. Poems describing silence are silent, while Tonamiyama is even more secluded.

Contrast the silence of the environment with sound.

How vast the world is, how close the trees are to heaven, and how close the moon is to the water! .

Li Bai —— Sitting alone in Jingting Mountain: Birds are high, and lonely clouds go alone for leisure.

Du Fu-Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night: Sneaking into Wei Wuying with the wind-"

Chuzhou on Xixi: Alone, grass grows by the stream, and orioles sing on the trees. The spring tide brings rain late, and there is no boat to cross the wild.

Chang Jian-Zen after the Broken Mountain Temple: In the early morning, you enter the mountain temple, where the bamboo path is secluded, and in the morning, you can see the treetops and flowers, and when you reach the Zen realm, the mountains and birds fly, and people touch the pool. All is silent, and Yu Zongyuan-

Jiang Xue: There are no birds in a hundred mountains, but there are no footprints in a thousand roads. A boat with a leaf, a bamboo coat, and a cicada in a fisherman's nest in Hanjiang River-the snow is still, and the mountains are more secluded.

In Wang Wei's Birding Creek, people and osmanthus flowers are idle, and the night is quiet and the mountains are empty. When the moon comes out, birds will sing in the spring stream. -

Wang Bo's preface to Wang Tengting is quiet in the forest, and Tonggong Mountain is more secluded; Sunset and loneliness in Qi Fei, autumn waters and sky are the same color. -Li Bai's "Dai Tian Visiting the Taoist", the dog barked and the peach blossoms were full of rain. You can see deer when the tree is deep, but you can't hear the bells in the stream at noon.

2. What poems describe peace? 1, facing the sea, bloom is warm in spring.

2. Build a house under human conditions without the noise of horses and chariots. 3. Nothing is difficult in the world, only if you put your mind to it.

4, Xu Lai breeze, water waves rippling. 5. If you stay in a cage for a long time, you will return to nature.

6. Wood is thriving, and bloom is warm in spring. 7. Look at the strange writing and analyze the doubts.

8, a cold leaf, accompanied by the autumn wind fell into the pool, a little ripple, calm. 9. Looking back at the bleak land, rain or shine.

10, the mind has no material desires, that is, the autumn sky is the sea; Sitting with a piano book, you will become a stone house Dan Qiu. 1 1, body like a bodhi tree, heart like a mirror. Wipe frequently, so as not to make dust.

Bodhi has no trees, and the mirror is not a stage. There was nothing, so there was no dust. 12. It's cool in summer and lying in the shade.

13, the mountains are getting better and better, and the birds are on their way home. 14, it's hard to get up in the morning if you don't come back in your prime.

15, the number of peaks is bitter, and it rains in Shang Lue. 16 I leaned alone in the dense bamboo, playing the pipa and humming a song.

It's too light for anyone to hear, except my partner, Mingyue. 17, only the breeze on the river and the bright moon in the mountains are heard by the ears and colored by the eyes.

18, under the east fence of chrysanthemum picking, leisurely see Nanshan. 19. Go to Ma Rufei to enjoy flowers, and go to Ma Rufei to enjoy flowers. When the wine is weak, it is dusk when you wake up, and it is dusk when you wake up.

3. Describe a quiet poem. Birds fly high and go alone. -Li Bai's Sitting Alone in Jingting Mountain

Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. -Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night"

The spring tide brought the rain late and urgent, and there was no boat on the wild crossing. -Wei is in Xixi Chuzhou.

A thousand voices were quiet, but the bell rang. -Chang Jian "Zen Forest after Broken Mountain Temple".

There are no birds flying over those mountains, and there are no traces of people in those paths. -Liu Zongyuan's Jiang Xue

The cicadas are singing, and the Woods are particularly quiet; The singing of birds in the mountains is more beautiful than usual. -Wang Ji's "If you are in Xi"

People are idle, osmanthus flowers fall, and the night is quiet and empty. -Wang Wei's Bird Watching Creek

The vastness of the wilderness is deeper than trees, and the moon is very close to the moon. -Meng Haoran's "Sleeping in Jiande River"

Birds are freely perched in the trees by the pool, and monks are knocking at the door. -Jia Dao's "Li Ning's Dwelling House"

Sunset and lonely Qi Fei, autumn waters and sky are the same color. -Wang Bo's Preface to Wang Tengting

4. Poems describing quietness 1. In the Five Dynasties, Li Yu's deep courtyard was quiet, the small courtyard was empty, the cold anvil was intermittent, and the wind blew.

But people can't sleep at night, and the sound of the moon reaches the curtain. The autumn wind brings cold anvil sounds, especially in the small courtyard.

In the middle of the night, the moonlight and the sound of anvil penetrated into the curtains, which made people think of recruiting people outside and evoked endless lovesickness. Therefore, I can't sleep at night and my mind is full of worries.

2, "Linjiang Jin Xian Locks the Heavy Door Huang Yuanjing" Five Dynasties Lu Qian Golden Locks the Heavy Door Huang Yuanjing, outside the window is a sad autumn sky. Cui Hua disappeared without a trace.

As soon as Lou Yu's song was blown, the sound was broken with the wind. The palace gates are locked at different levels, and the desolate royal garden is extremely quiet; I leaned against the window and looked at the autumn night sky sadly.

Since the emperor went, it has been quiet here, and no one has ever seen the emperor again. The songs and music in the palace have long been cut off, following the wind that never returns.

3. "Falling Plum Wind and People Becoming Quiet" Yuan Dynasty: Ma Zhiyuan people became Jing Chu, and the bright moon was in the sky. Yu Mei is reflected obliquely outside the screen window.

Plum blossoms smile as shadows, and the moon is generally lonely. People have just calmed down and the moonlight is bright.

Many-hued, the flower of Bai Mei, is reflected obliquely on the screen window. Plum blossoms are just a joke. The moon sets in the middle of the night, and the courtyard is as desolate and lonely as before.

4. "Linjiang Fairy, Cigarettes Set Autumn" Tang Dynasty: Zhang Mi Cigarettes Set Autumn, and Banana Flowers Show Red. Five clouds and two cranes have gone without a trace.

Some souls are broken and staring at the sky. Bamboo leaves shed tears in the dark, and it is idle to tune in the waves.

The temples in Lv Yun are very heavy. The ancient temple is deep and fragrant, cold, rainy and windy.

Xiangjiang River is smokeless and quiet, and dew canna is wet with tears. Shun Di rode a crane and disappeared without a trace. Second princess, I can't see the sky for several times.

They shed tears on the bamboo poles, and bitter voices bounced in the waves of Xiangjiang River. The second princess's temples are as thick as flowers.

Now in ChristianRandPhillips Temple, the dust is covered with dust, and the powder is cold and fragrant, accompanied by biting rain and biting wind. 5. Song: The quiet night in Qiu Chuji is heavy and hazy, and the moon is soaked by cold.

On the silent evening night, pear blossoms quietly in the moonlight.

5. Who abandoned the long leisure in the poem about quiet love flowers? Every spring comes, melancholy remains. Every day, I often get sick and drink, but I don't care that my face in the mirror is thin. The willows on the Kate levee by the river are asking for new troubles. What's going on every year? The independent small bridge is full of wind sleeves, and the linping crescent people return home. Jade building is bleak, and it is a bit boring after parting. There are no books, and there are no books. In the middle of the night, the wind and bamboo knock on the autumn rhyme, and Chiba hates it. Therefore, looking for a single pillow in a dream, the dream is not only light but also embers. The butterfly garden is deep, willow piles of smoke, and the curtain is not heavy. I'm not going to stay in spring. I asked for flowers with tears in my eyes, but I didn't say anything. I am flying red in autumn 7a686964616fe78988e 69d8331333238663638. I am in Tasha and other museums, and the willows are thin and the grass is warm and swaying on the stream bridge. My sadness is getting farther and farther, and my distance is like a spring. There are more amateurs in Chunshan. Langtaosha drinks from the east wind, and * * * calmly hangs in the east of Luocheng, always hand in hand at that time and travels around the Champs. It is endless hatred that this year's flowers are better than last year's, but it's a pity that next year's flowers are better and you know who you are with. Where will the nearest flower show go? Forget to come back, it is impossible to say that spring will be dusk. Flowers will eat cold food, whose tree the car is tied to. Will we meet a stranger when Shuang Yan comes? Stir up the spring sorrow like catkins, and there is nowhere to find it in the dream. Jade pagoda spring is not finished, and I intend to say the return date, but I didn't say to swallow the spring first. Life is naturally infatuated, and this resentment has nothing to do with romance. Don't renovate without a song. A song can teach you how to tie the knot. You must see all the flowers in Luoyang. It's easy to say goodbye to the spring breeze. Youth travel is dry and sunny. More specifically, I remember Wang Sun. The rain fell on the light thunder pool outside Linjiang Xianchi, and the sound of the rain dripped and broke the lotus. The rainbow in the west corner of the small building is bright, withered and oblique, and the moonlight is born. Swallows fly to see the painted building, the jade hook hangs the curtain, the cool waves are motionless, the lines are flat, the water is clear and the pillows are double, and there are falling flowers on the shore. Irises are swaying in the wind, and willows are carrying heavy smoke and snow. The moon shines on the pear flower. Mulberry picking is a solo boat, around the West Lake, with clear water and grass on the shore, and music everywhere. When there is no wind, the water is smooth and slippery, the boat ripples slightly, and the sand birds fly ashore to pick mulberry seeds. Spring rain wins the West Lake, flowers are blooming, butterflies are buzzing, and flowers are warm in sunny days. The orchid is coated with kudzu. It's calm, but there are clouds floating under the boat. The water is fresh and the pitch is lingering. I suspect there will be another day in the lake. After picking mulberry seeds, the West Lake is fine, wolves are still red, birds are misty, and weeping willows are withered all day. After all the tourists left, I felt the spring sky, the curtains hung down and two swallows came back in the drizzle. Who can enjoy the West Lake after picking mulberry seeds?

Who knows, at leisure, the grass is dark and the water is far away, and a little Cangzhou egrets fly. The West Lake is clear and full of eyes, and green willows and bamboos drive there. Tourists must go at dusk, drunk and noisy, and the road turns to the embankment until the city head is always full of flowers. After the lotus blooms, the West Lake will be fine, and wine will come without flags. Go home drunk. Mulberry leaves are beautiful in the water, and the West Lake is full of fresh clouds. Seagulls and herons are sleeping, so you should get used to listening to orchestra. The wind is clear and the moon is white, suitable for night. Anyone who envies Luan is a fairy in the boat. The sunset of mulberry leaves shines on the West Lake, with a sea of flowers and a Ma Pingchuan, and there is no boat on the barren shore. The southwest moon floats away. Asphalt flying in the spring of 20 years. Returning like a crane in Liaodong, the whole city is new. Who knows the old master? When Ruan Langchun returned to the South Garden, the smell of wind and peace, green plums like peas and willows, butterflies flying all day long, flowers heavy and grass smoke low, people's curtains hanging down, swings casual, and painted beams living in Shuang Yan. The southern singer's golden mud belt, the dragon jade palm comb. Idle hinder embroidery, ask how the word Yuanyang is born. Linjiangxian remembered the first song that Jin Luan sang together, and the spring breeze made the country rich and the people strong. Now, he is an old official who has lost Qujiang flowers for ten years. It is said that Lang Mountain leads to Yuen Long, and the building is very high, but there is no family in sight. It's hard to leave the lonely city when it's cold, and the mangroves are far away. He Mei crab powder. Don't worry. Sauvignon Blanc surrounded the embankment with apple willows, watched the pedestrians go west, and returned for a long time. It's raining and windy, and cold gulls fly relatively. Sauvignon Blanc flowers like Iraq, willow like Iraq, young flowers and willows are leaving, bowing their heads and crying. The Yangtze River is east, Jiangxi is long, and mandarin ducks fly on both sides. When will they meet? 6. Shoot a lamp and spread it frequently. Life here seems like an old bottle. Say what you love in the morning, roll a light cream on the curtain and try on plum blossom makeup by hand, all because of your hatred, so you draw long and far. Thinking about the past and cherishing fragrance is easy to get hurt. Draw a song first, and it is the most heartbreaking to laugh. The railing of Pingshan, which is in the wrong place, leans against the clear sky, where the color of the mountain is both there and there. His hand hung in front of the hall. Look at the old man in front of the bottle. Nowadays, the waves of sand swim in the north pool, the canoes are rippling and the wicker is soft, so that spring comes and goes, and the head is white. A good prostitute has a good voice, but it is difficult to get drunk. I advise you to drink enough gold euros, even if flowers are often sick, they are still romantic. Fishermen are proud of the ridge of lotus leaves, and the boat supports flowers. If there is love in the sky, it will be old.

How about this idea? As thin as light silk, as thin as waves.

The shore of the ship. Maple leaves and flowers in autumn.

Think about the past. It is necessary to compare the world with dreams.

Last year's Eve, the flower market was brightly lit. At the end of the month, it is about dusk.

On the Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first month of this year, the moonlight and lights are still the same as last year. See last year, tears Man Chun shirt sleeve.

6. Poems describing "Jing" What poems describe "Jing"

1, Zhujing is a secluded place with lush foliage, which is a Buddhist retreat.

2. The cicada in the forest is quiet, and Tonamiyama is more secluded.

3, the lack of moon hanging sparse tung, leaking people at the beginning of quiet. Who saw the solo dance, like a wild goose in the sky.

4, people are idle osmanthus, and the night is quiet. When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream.

There are no birds in a hundred mountains, and there are no footprints in a thousand paths.

1, Zhujing is a secluded place with lush foliage, which is a Buddhist retreat. -In the Tang Dynasty, a Buddhist retreat was often built behind the Broken Mountain Temple.

Interpretation: 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.

2. cicadas make the forest quiet, while Tonamiyama is more hidden. -The Imperial Book of the Northern and Southern Dynasties "If you are in Xi"

Interpretation: cicadas are loud, but the Woods are particularly quiet; With the sound of birds singing, the mountains are quieter than usual.

3, the lack of moon hanging sparse tung, leaking people at the beginning of quiet. Who saw the solo dance, like a wild goose in the sky. -Su Shi in Song Dynasty's "Divination Operator Huangzhou Dinghui Garden Residence"

Interpretation: the curved hook moon hangs on the sparse buttonwood; The night is very quiet, and the water in the clepsydra has dripped out. Who has ever seen a lonely man walking alone, like a lonely goose in the sky?

4, people are idle osmanthus, and the night is quiet. When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream. -Interpretation of Wang Wei's Bird Watching Creek in the Tang Dynasty: In the spring night, there is no sound, and sweet-scented osmanthus falls gently. Castle peak and clear forest are more empty. The bright moon rose, which alarmed several perched mountain birds. The crisp song echoed in the empty mountain stream for a long time.

There are no birds in a hundred mountains, and there are no footprints in a thousand paths. -From Jiang Xue written by Liu Zongyuan in the Tang Dynasty.

Interpretation: Mountain birds are absolutely; All the roads, no sign of anyone.

7. Poems describing silence are:

1, birds fly high and go alone. -Li Bai's Sitting Alone in Jingting Mountain

2, people are idle osmanthus, and the night is quiet. -Wang Wei's "Birds Singing Stream"

There are no birds in a hundred mountains, and there are no footprints in a thousand paths. -Liu Zongyuan's Jiang Xue

4, and thousands of sounds are quiet, but the remaining bells are clear. -Chang Jian's "Zen State after Broken Mountain Temple"

5. The bird stays in the tree by the pool and the monk knocks at the door. -Jia Dao's "Li Ning's Seclusion"

1, birds fly high and go alone.

Birds fly without a trace, and lonely clouds floating in the sky don't want to stay and drift away slowly.

2, people are idle osmanthus, and the night is quiet.

The night in spring is very quiet, and you can hear the sound of osmanthus falling.

There are no birds in a hundred mountains, and there are no footprints in a thousand paths.

Birds and mountains are all extinct; All the roads, no sign of anyone.

4, and thousands of sounds are quiet, but the remaining bells are clear.

At this moment, everything was silent, except the sound of ringing the bell.

5. The bird stays in the tree by the pool and the monk knocks at the door.

Birds are resting in a tree by the pool, and a monk is knocking at the mountain gate under the moon.

Please give me many poems about "Jing". Thank you for picking up the silence of Cuitingzhou people and standing among pairs of gulls.

The material hides the cloud window silently, and the dust is full of mourning strings and dangerous columns. Walking quietly in the shade, listening to the rain.

The heart is quiet, and the air is relative. The sound of spring is back, and the movement is also excited.

Calm down and think about it, and there will be a slap in the face. Li quietly asked, mighty and difficult to rely on.

Chang' an winter pheasant is sour green, and Jincheng soil is crisp and quiet. The curved hook moon hangs on the sparse buttonwood; In the dead of night, the water from the water clock has been dripping.

An oblique branch in the bamboo forest reflects the silence of the forest. Rabbits are walking, people are talking quietly, and the stream is full of red.

No one came to the small hall, the green windows were calm and fragrant, and the chilling desire to report to Sanqiu was quiet and hidden. Don't say that you don't have a confidant, but you have your own apprentice.

Only those who should be quiet believe it, while those who move are hard to speak. The night in Yun Fan is quiet and the moon is low. In the quiet courtyard of the priest's temple, moss adds climbing color to the dense bamboo.

Wang Xing will be as quiet as a demon, and his sacred life should last for more than ten thousand years. Self-discipline is like a mirror to spring.

With the passage of time, please give me peace and get rid of all kinds of things. For the Tao, I must be calm.

Shui Han fish don't eat in the quiet night, and the boat is full and empty. The empty countryside has never been peaceful in war. I am old, but there is no peace.

Only the head of Khan can get the head of Khan and go straight to Tielu. The pond is still in the temple, and the vulgar things are out of sight.

Love you, Yushan Cottage is quiet, and high autumn is refreshing and fresh. I will read interest at work and think when I am quiet.

Smoke at night, the birds are quiet in spring, and the house is high when it rains. The lyre plays a cool tune and listens carefully, like a tumbling pine tree.

Quiet people are lying in the grass, and the group is full of gold. The crescent moon is Juan Juan, and the night is cool.

Standing empty, all day is dry, and the days are long and quiet. The night is straight and thousands of doors are quiet, and everything is hanging on the river.

Since ancient times, in a foreign country, I have shown my special characteristics calmly. The son-in-law tried to listen, and the son-in-law asked Chen.

On a quiet autumn day in Gaotang County, Se was floating in Mufeng. When the sun sets, people are very quiet.

The deeper people go into silence, the lonely lights set each other off. I also smelled soldiers, enough to calm the dust.

I don't know who is stupid when I think about it. The courtyard is quiet in spring and dark in the sun, and the bamboo forest is idle to watch the guests compete for chess.

It's quiet at night, and the birds in the nest call each other. Living by the lake, the quiet environment is called high sentiment.

People sit for a long time at night, fearing that they can't go back to sleep, which makes the disabled people get more arrows. The city is quiet and the people avoid crouching, and the river is wide-minded and avoids soldiers.

With the fairy gone, the wind is quiet, the green warbler is quiet, and the quiet words are deep and the mountains are high. I learned to watch the morning glory in the mountains calmly and eat sunflower seeds with dew under the pine trees.

He and He Wei, Hu Jingjia, a friend and a prestige. Night falls, the wind and rain are empty, the hall is silent, and suddenly I think of the whispering in front of the lamp.

The door is quiet, birds and flowers are singing, and the drums in the square are far less. I just wait for the demon atmosphere to calm down, and the paper is temporarily wrapped in food.

Sitting by the quiet Lujiang River, listening to the jade sound. The Green Palace official is calm, and the Chixian opera is full of flavor.

Many diseases add to the flood, and Long song hinders quiet defecation. A quiet mind is wonderful, and a gentleman's skill is unsurpassed: there are two or three quiet houses in the river, and red flowers reflect white flowers.

In the Qing dynasty, the taste was incompetent, and he loved lonely clouds in leisure and monks in peace. Walking quietly, bloom is getting less and less; The door is painted with vermilion, and the warbler whispers.

The door is strict and the window is quiet. Everyone has a quiet environment to think and talk with an old friend.

It's embarrassing. Kong Jing is very humorous. Withdraw from silence without knowing much, enter into numbers without hearing.

Quiet and lovely moonlit night, idle and intoxicated. The moss in the forest is turbid and the wine is quiet, and the clear water in the wild is faint in the spring breeze.

In the pavilion in Wittshire, it is quiet in the middle. What is the silence in the dressing room? The midnight wind is calm, the green wind is quiet, the autumn water is bottomless, and the heart is calm.

Curly hair, bright eyes and blue eyes, tall buildings blow bamboo at night. Wang Qinzheng, the son of Xiang, vowed to serve the country in order to calm the border jam.

People are happy when they are birds and kites, and new ones splash outside the bridge. The heron in the sand head is silent, and the fish in the stern are screaming.

Jiao E, who leans on her bun, lies down late at night. Pear blossoms are quiet and birds live.

When you retire, don't wait to be an official. When you are old, you will be quiet. Quiet words are at the bottom of the valley, whistling all over the mountains.

After the dark clouds cleared, mountain moths. The music has been played and the yard is quiet.

It is difficult for jade to sing the Julian Sutra, but I remember listening to it in Shuangliantang. Flowers are difficult to fall through, but birds are quiet and easy to make trouble.

Weng Zhong's clothes, lion's horns, moss marks of static locks. People are idle, osmanthus flowers fall, and the night is quiet and empty.

Awakening, breeze blowing in, listening to poetry in the dead of night. It's too late to go home alone.

Once it started playing, there was no other sound: a spell was cast at the party and the stars became thin. The rapids buzzed on the piled rocks, but the light dimmed among the dense pine trees.

There are idle old monks standing, and there are no customers. There was no cloud last night, and the sound was intermittent.

Everything is complacent when you are quiet, and you are happy when you are with people at any time. The stone bed in the thatched cottage is still, and the sound of dew falling between the leaves is heavy.

Spring clouds cover the garden wall on the city, and the pavilion is fragrant. Poverty is as quiet as a monk's residence, and the bamboo forest is surrounded by walls.

The war has stopped in remote places, and the smoke of the war has gone away, full of the radiance of the sun and the moon. Autumn is quiet and sand is far away.

It's late at night, sleep quietly, the white stopped rumbling, the moon climbed the mountain, and the brightness entered the doors and windows. Unique mountain hut, quietly facing the moon.

After new worries about his reputation, he rarely lived in seclusion and was rarely quiet. Cai is very interested in buying wine and leaving at night.

The peace of the youth who served independently by the three parties and died for the country can only be known by the sword. I heard about the secluded temple, where there are many miraculous mountains and rivers.

When soldiers are far away and quiet, they can also search for ghosts. Bloom is leaving in a calm mood.

The bright moon is Panasonic, and chickens and dogs ascend to heaven. The tide receded, the river rippled quietly, the forest was dark and malaria was scattered.

The barrier pine forest is quiet and mysterious, and the porch has no painters. Jiangshan Song, Sichuan trombone Saihong.

When the flowers fall in the daytime, the pigeons are deep. Quiet on the pavilion, away from the hubbub.

When you build a secluded room, you will know that silence is wonderful. Different from the quiet fasting hall, the autumn sound is often played in seven strings.

Sparse pine shadows brushed the outdoor pulpit, and the fragrance of grass opened a small hole. Businessmen sleep during the day, know the waves, and boatmen talk at night.

The residual clouds of the sunset are scattered like rosy clouds, and the clear river is as calm as white. Zangongtang stopped the apprentice, so quiet.

Shadow is still in front of Qianguan and Shinjuku Seven Schools. Quiet night is not adjacent, because the family is poor and lives in the wilderness.

But I have no other ideas. Xu Jing is my teacher. Fortunately, in a quiet situation, there is no hurry to return to the couple.

Close the bamboo leaves deeply and sweep Matsuno quietly. Pretty Niang Yin is full of air conditioning, 93 is quiet and green with tears.

There are no clouds in autumn and the ground is dust-free. The world is cold and the birds are silent.

Appreciate the quiet clouds and bamboo, and forget to go back to the platform. Then build a poor valley, and you will know that you have nothing to do.

When geese spend autumn in distant places, the sun is still shining and there are no clouds in Wan Li. After a while, the clouds fell low on the quiet lake, and the grass closed the lazy door.

The sit-in audience is wonderful, awe-inspiring and charming. Circle promotes quiet new voice, and Kong Yanguang is stubborn! Lin Jing has no residual leaves, and the lamp leaves flowers in the cold.

After a while, the clouds swept out the prominent peaks and looked up at the top of the peaks. Poor and quiet people know their own nature, and their hair is getting old.

The quiet building is cloudy and straight, and the mountains are faint and the sun is slanting. Play with those who are sincere and quiet.

Yongchong Lane is quiet, Huayang Garden is quiet. The ship was suddenly quiet, and Jianghan became a wild goose pond.

The sunset is quiet, and the sound is loose for you. Read ancient books quietly and catch Weibin at leisure.

The mountains are bright and the moon is white, and the night is quiet and relaxed. Monks who write scriptures are quiet and focused.

The clouds in Shui Xin are idle, and the springs under the forest are quiet. Cool and close to high health, tired of hot commission static sales.

The monk is 90 years old, quiet and old. Luo Jing Yunshan, Qin Shu can't be quiet.

It's sad to read this, but I can't be quiet in the end. Sit quietly at night and sleep quietly.

A hundred miles of chickens and dogs are quiet, and a thousand miles of looms ring. The sky is clear and the moon is white, and seagulls know it.

It's cold and quiet at night, and take a leisurely step forward. The vast sea is quiet, and the Yangtze River is clear.

Cao, an official, said he was quiet and lived in seclusion. After that, there is nothing. Let's talk about autumn water.

Reed flowers are deep and secluded.