Poems about plum blossoms and temples

1. 1. Poems describing the countryside. Poems describing temples 3. Poems describing peach blossoms. April in the Country, a poem describing Mei, was drizzling in Weng Juan (Song Dynasty) Mountain Plain, Baimanchu and full of green. In April, there were few idle people in the countryside, and sericulture was planted in the fields.

Tang Changjian's "Broken Temple Book Back Hall"

On a pure morning, near the ancient temple, the early sunshine points to the treetops.

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.

There is silence here except for the bell.

In the world of April, the flowers have withered, and the peach blossoms in the ancient temples have just bloomed. (Bai Juyi's Peach Blossom in Dalin Temple)

Humayi north wind, nest south branch.

A tree with cold plum and white jade belt is near the village road and creek bridge.

Three Friends of Cold Age (Inscription) Tao Xingzhi's The First Peak of Pine Rocking Kunlun on Wansongling.

Liu Yong and Zhang Zhi's jasper are dressed as a tree, and they hang green silk brocade for thousands of years.

There are no birds flying over those mountains, and there are no traces of people in those paths. (Liu Zongyuan: "Jiang Xue")

A traveler's song

Make clothes for the body of her wayward son, and make clothes for the thread in the hands of a loving mother.

Fearing that it would delay his time to go home, she mended it carefully and thoroughly.

But how much love does an inch of grass have when it gets three spring rays?

The child ran quickly to catch the yellow butterfly, but the butterfly suddenly flew into the vegetable garden and could not be found again.

A drizzling rain falls like tears on the Mourning Day; The mourner's heart is going to break on his way.

2. There is an ancient poem about plum blossoms, which is written by Liu Yuan. The spring breeze reports plum blossoms, and the southern branches send them overnight.

Xu Zhongya's words are that the chrysanthemum hedge is sparse and the wild is close, and the plum village is cold and separated from the river maple.

Chen Fuxiu said that sitting in an empty court at night, the moonlight is hazy, and a cold plum tree has two branches.

* * * also shows that when Duan Wenchang went to Japan, plum blossoms appeared. When he came, he should have seen apricot blossoms.

In Taiyuan, Li Shimin called courtiers to hold a banquet to celebrate New Year's Eve. Grey at four o'clock, winter and spring at one night. Send away the cold snow and welcome the new year.

Wing Chun Snow (Chen Shi) reflects the floor and makes up the moon, and flowers sing a fan wind. I was jealous of plum blossoms, so I fell in early spring.

Zhang said that when picking plums in Sichuan, it was cold and warm, and it blossomed early in the morning. Wan Li has been amazed for a year.

Wang Shijiang Binmei suddenly saw the cold plum tree, blooming on the Hanshui River. I don't know if spring is early, but I suspect it's playing with pearls.

Autumn in the east is full of air, as touching as blooming. Snow White seems reluctant to part with this late spring, but proudly sprinkled a fly on the tree in front of the court.

Wang Wei's "Three Miscellaneous Poems" You from my old country, tell me what happened there! . When you passed my window, did the plum blossom bloom its first cold flower? .

Three of Wang Wei's miscellaneous poems have been seen in the cold plum blossoms, and the birds are heard again. Looking forward to the spring grass, I am afraid of my previous life.

Liu Changqing sent his son-in-law Cui and Li Mu to Yangzhou to send plum blossoms for four crossings, and the spring pulse was in Shan Ye. Spring grass grows in wucheng, and you are a guest in yangzhou.

Meng Haoran was visiting Yuan, but he didn't meet a talent in Luoyang. Jiangling was a rogue. I heard that plum blossoms bloom early. How can it be better than spring in Luoyang?

Li Bai listened to the flute Qiang Hua in Qingxi midnight, and the dragon water in Wuxi was clear. Cold mountain is full of autumn moon, and my heart is broken.

Wei loves spring snow, Pei returns to light snow, like cherishing sunny days. If you don't realize the wind and flowers are cold, Meiliuchi will be late.

The ancient mine Meiwan white stone dishes, fragrant trees and plums. Mount Mozan bears the moss.

Dai Shulun knew it not long after answering Cui Facao, and now Huan is willing to stay. It's cloudy and rainy on the river, and the situation in the middle of the month.

Dai Shulun named Huang Si Zhiyuan as a memorial to Mei last year, and Ling Cold came here specially. Mud blooms in front of empty wax.

Dai Shulun said that mulberry leaves are big in wheat and autumn, and rainy rice fields are new. Wild fruits are planted in the hedge and brocade scales are planted in the pond.

The white cloud tree and willow bully Fang back late, as if jealous of cold plum disease. Stir up the blue bar and the spring breeze will come for a few days.

Treasure fragrance Jiangnan Jiangnan dreams of spring, leaves are as big as money. Snow is full of plum trees and green robes are like fields.

Pan Mengyang's Chun Xue is a palindrome quatrain. It landed in Quan Deyu and Chun Mei, making several trees blossom. I really need to enjoy my drink. Ren Li would like to go with me.

Wang Yachun misses snow leaves, and the wind is light and water becomes moss. Jade sent away the news and saw Fating Mei again.

Liu Yuxi's injury to being alone is his regret when he was young, and now he is mourning for his country. Come to the same club far away, but see no early plum blossoms.

Traveling in Meng Jiao, the water in Chu is cold and thin, while it is drizzling in Chu Yun. Wild plums have uneven hair, and the travel list is free and easy.

Twelve sacred mountains in Weikai County, Meixi County, Zhang Jihe, love Mei Xin and find your way. If you don't teach people to sweep the stone, you may fall out.

Yuan Zhen gave Xiong a lot of ideas in his life, and his illness recovered in the spring. Today, under the plum blossom, another country deserves an old friend.

Yang Heng thought Suwu Festival was over, but there was no news from Li Ling. When Mei Danglong is on the dragon, people return to the dragon.

Li Shangyin recalled that Mei had settled in Tianya, and he was reluctant to let things happen. Samuume is the most offensive thing, because the old one is regarded as the flower that opened last year.

Si Kongtu Changting Meiyu and hometown tears, all year round * * * wine clothes. Diligence and extravagance, envy has returned.

3. Zen residence after the broken mountain temple, a poem describing the Zen temple.

Changjian

On a pure morning, near the ancient temple, the early sunshine points to the treetops.

My road twists and turns, through a valley covered by branches and flowers, to a Buddhist retreat.

Here, birds live in the mountain light, and people's hearts feel quiet in the pond.

There is silence here except for the bell.

Night tour of Chengtian Temple

Su Shi

On the night of 20061October 12, Yuan Feng undressed and went to sleep, entered the house in the moonlight and set off happily. Those happy people who got nothing went to Chengtian Temple, looking for Zhang Huaimin, staying up late with people and strolling in the atrium.

The courtyard is as empty as water, and the water is covered with bamboo and cypress.

Where there is no moon at night, there are no pines and cypresses, but there are few idle people like us.

I don't know the way to Duixiang Temple. Under the mountains and clouds for several miles, I walked in the ancient Woods where no one was there, but now I hear a bell, Wang Wei, passing through Ji Xiang Temple at a height.

Castle peak is fortunate to bury loyal bones, while white iron casts innocent courtiers.

In April, the beauty of the world is exhausted, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple are blooming. Bai Juyi's Peach Blossom in Dalin Temple

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.

4. Begging for mercy from farmers, Silkworm Wife, Sleeping in Mountain Temple, Plum Blossom and Jiang Xue expressed their lonely and depressed feelings, and the way to set off before and after is the path.

5. Traces: hemp fiber, hat. This refers to selling silk.

Towels-handkerchiefs or other small pieces of cloth are used for wiping. All over the body

6. Luo Qi (Q! )-the floorboard of silk fabrics. Luo, plain or thin silk.

The fisherman's image is obviously a portrayal of the poet himself. Poets choose typical details of life and well-known facts.

Fear, the hand can pick the stars, expresses the poet's unyielding character, although he is lonely after the failure of innovation. The first two sentences "There are no birds in a hundred mountains, and there are no footprints in a thousand paths" describe the snow scene, which may disturb the gods in the sky. Most of them describe the cold realm, without any deep association. But between the lines, readers can easily feel the practical significance of poetry and realize the poet's thoughts and feelings.

[Appreciation] Sleeping in the Mountain Temple is a short poem describing the scenery written by Li Bai, a woman who raises silkworms for a living. Yesterday, she went to the market in the city to sell silk. When she came back, she couldn't stop crying, and even the towel was soaked with sad tears. She described a silk product with patterns or patterns, working hard all day, and farmers still working in the fields, which twists and turns expressed the lonely situation of the poet after the failure of political reform, wearing beautiful silk clothes all over.

Few words are stupid. From the poet's psychology of "dare" and "fear", we can completely imagine the distance between "Mountain Temple" and "Heaven and Man". "Qianshan Mountain" and "Wanjing" are exaggerated, giving people a broad sense and arousing people's yearning for towering "dangerous buildings" with the beauty of starry night. Three.

Qi. Working people like her.

The whole poem is like telling a story. (4) Those covered by Luo Qi (6) are not sericulturists.

Note ① Silkworm (c2n) female-a woman who keeps silkworms. Silkworm, an insect, vividly depicts the extraordinary momentum of the temple standing on the top of the mountain and dominating the world.

The second sentence uses extremely exaggerated techniques to set off towering peaks and temples. Every word leads the reader's aesthetic vision to the splendid night sky of Xinghan, instead of feeling that "the top of the mountain is too cold". These two poems choose a specific scene! Not many people appreciate Zhang Yu's poem: A woman went to town to sell silk yesterday and came back crying.

Because she saw people in silk clothes in the city. The whole poem has no comments.

One night mountain temple-Tang? Li Bai's dangerous building height 100 feet: imaginary refers to non-real number. The clever combination of the word "Gao" in the same sentence is accurate and vivid. There should be birds on the mountain and people on the road.

In poetry: traces. Nobody was there, nobody was there.

I dare not speak loudly. 2. Absolutely: extinct, but this "Silkworm Girl".

Because she saw it in the city. A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice.

[Note] 1. This is a poem written by Liu Zongyuan after he was demoted to Yongzhou. He is a fisherman fishing alone in the Han River. This poem depicts a fisherman fishing alone in an icy river. Here, the four sighs and warnings of "Who knows that Chinese food is hard" avoid empty and abstract preaching and become flesh-and-blood and far-reaching proverbs.

This poem does not pay attention to specific people and things. It reflects not the personal experience, but the life and destiny of the whole peasants, who are all rich and powerful, thus presenting an almost unimaginable grand building in front of us and vividly writing the hardships of labor. With these two specific descriptions, here refers to the temple built on the top of the mountain.

Silkworm Girl, written in the Northern Song Dynasty, is full of satire and criticism of the society at that time. Ancient poems fully show the author's dissatisfaction with the society at that time.

Pixian, Yizhou (now Pixian, Sichuan) people. In his later years, he lived in seclusion in Qingcheng Mountain, Sichuan, calling himself Mr. Baiyun.

Starting with the word "danger", it suddenly stands out. There is a fisherman in the boat, wearing hemp fiber. The date of birth and death is unknown, and there are no footprints in thousands of paths. The height of the mountain temple is self-evident.

Here, the poet used his bold imagination. He is not a sericulture worker who works as hard as her at all. [Analysis] Liu Zongyuan's landscape poems are the experience of ordinary women who have been raising silkworms and selling silk for a living in poor rural areas.

Standing here, I dare not speak loudly for fear of disturbing the gods in the sky. [Note] Dangerous buildings: High buildings make people's lives miserable.

In this context, the poet added more burdens to the people and created an image of a fisherman fishing alone in the cold river. In a place where there is heavy snow and almost no life, there is a lonely boat, pointing to the clothes made of silk, making a third one to express his frustration and indignation at being persecuted and demoted. 2. Mowing: Using a hoe to loosen the soil around the seedling made him occupy a place on the stage of China's classical poetry, which was very convincing.

His works include White Clouds. (3) the city-doing business, buying and selling goods.

The first sentence depicts a steep, straight and towering temple building. Stars, leave the questions to the readers to think for themselves, so as to achieve better results.

Silkworm Woman Silkworm Woman ① [Song] Zhang Yu ② entered the city yesterday, ③ returned with tears and fished alone on the snowy river. In the way of expression, the author exaggerates the extraordinary height of the mountain temple by contrasting with each other, which is also impossible to be labeled as "Luo Qi" ... This poem reveals the unreasonable reality that the rulers get something for nothing.

This is a reflection of the bad political environment at that time, expressing deep sympathy for the working people: I am afraid. How high are the tall buildings in the temple on the mountain? People can reach out and pick the stars in the sky, but they are indomitable. But "birds fly away" and "people disappear"

The poet used the scene of birds traveling far away to render a desolate and lonely realm. Although the word "snow" is not used directly, readers seem to see the overwhelming snow and feel the biting cold. 3. Birds fly away: There are no birds in the sky.

4. The diameter not only gives people a distinct and strong impression, but also makes people think deeply. [Analysis] This poem is about the hardships of labor, and the fruits of labor are hard to come by. Don Li Shen hoes at noon every day, and sweat drips down the soil.

Who knows that every meal in the plate is bitter. [Note] 1. Unfortunately.

② Zhang Yu (Y *), a poet in the Song Dynasty. One hundred feet.

The first and second sentences are "weeding at noon every day, even if you keep silkworms for life." At that time, the feudal court: the collective of stars in the sky, four sentences of "dare not" wrote the author's psychological state when he came to the "dangerous building" at night, and profoundly exposed the unreasonable social system. "Sweating like rain" depicts noon under the scorching sun and surfing in his own waves.

5. Wang Mian's poem Plum Blossom.

Wang Yuan cotton

In March, the east wind blew away the snow, and the mountains in Hunan were green.

No one saw Guan Qiang, and countless plum blossoms landed on the wild bridge.

Spring breeze blows in March, and the ice and snow gradually melt.

To the south of the lake, the mountains are green, as if they had been washed by water.

I heard the flute of the dragon, but no one appeared.

I saw countless plum blossoms fall on the wild bridge.

About the author: Wang Mian (1287- 1359), a famous painter and poet in Yuan Dynasty, whose name is Zhushishan Farmer, Cowherd Weng, Huiji Waishi, Plum Blossom Owner, etc. Zhuji, Zhejiang. Born in a farmhouse. Young cattle, who study under the ever-burning lamp in the temple at night, are knowledgeable, full of poems and songs, and are green and beautiful. He lived in seclusion in 1993 and sold paintings for a living. Plum painting refers to boneless body with rouge, or dense flowers, unique style, and good at writing bamboo and stone. He can also carve and use Elaeagnus as printing material. According to legend, he initiated it. He is the author of Zhu Zhai Ji.

6. The temple in the rain poem The temple in the rain comes from trees.

Last weekend, we went to the Stone Buddha Temple for classes, and the Ming Xin Reading Club began, accompanied by three girls, Wang, Wang, Nancy and Shu. On the day I went, it rained heavily and the water vapor on the road was white. There is no one in the stone Buddha temple, only the sound of raindrops under the eaves can be heard. Eyes full of lush green, dazzling people shine, standing in front of the column, I saw several plum blossoms climbing in front of my eyes, buds in full bloom, crystal raindrops falling. The fragrance of flowers is deep and deep, and it is deeply rooted in people's hearts. Drizzle wet streamer.

During the two days in the temple, three lovely girls had their own understanding. Wang is very diligent, gets up early to meditate, and plays with the puppies, saying that the food in the temple is delicious and I am swollen again!

Miss Nancy said, "After dinner, incense lasts for 15 minutes, and then meditation begins for 45 minutes. I found a suitable posture, sitting in a half-plate posture. At first, my thoughts were flying, and gradually quieted down after 5 minutes. The sound of rain outside is clearly audible. Then the drums and bells outside began to ring, and my thoughts began to get confused again. Take a deep breath and adjust. The last five minutes are the hardest, and I feel that I can't hold on to every minute. I have to sing a song in my head to kill time. Semi-perfect.

The morning class at 5: 30 has actually been changed to 6: 00. The three of us stood trembling in the dark rainy day and rang the doorbell with our brother. Morning prayers were sung in the morning class, and Master's voice was quiet and deep, reaching directly to people's hearts. With the drums, the tree said it felt like rock music. It's getting light and the rain has stopped. Alas, it's just that the weather is so cold that I really wear too little. A resentful gesture. "

The tree girl gave us the biggest surprise when she came back. She posted a series of pictures and words on Weibo. Not only the pictures are amazing, but also the words are beautiful. Therefore, it is organized as follows:

Go to the Stone Buddha Temple to meditate. There are few tourists on rainy days in early spring. There are plum blossoms covered with jade beads in the temple. You can smell the sweet smell of plum blossoms when you get closer. You can hear the sound of raindrops falling into the pond during meditation in the meditation hall. Pure, direct, present and unique.

The beautiful wind blows up the red silk rope hanging at the door and brings up two bells to jingle.

The rough tea and plain rice in the Buddhist temple is also delicious. I carefully read the dinner article before dinner and was very moved. Even a small action can change our view of the world, right?

"Dawn" and "Darkness" are two stray dogs living in the Stone Buddha Temple, which are deeply loved by meditation practitioners. I thought the dogs in the temple were vegetarian with everyone else. Later, when I saw Master feeding them dog food, I realized that they rested in front of the meditation hall every day, played by the grass, walked with practitioners, and occasionally fought with each other, without mindfulness or delusion.

Maybe it's rainy. Every grass, tree and stone here is full of Zen.

7. Zen Temple in the Rain Poetry The Zen Temple in the Rain comes from a tree. Last weekend, we went to Shi Fo Temple for classes, and the Ming Xin Reading Club began. There are three girls, Wang, Nancy and Shu.

On the day I went, it rained heavily and the water vapor on the road was white. There is no one in the stone Buddha temple, only the sound of raindrops under the eaves can be heard.

Eyes full of lush green, dazzling people shine, standing in front of the column, I saw several plum blossoms climbing in front of my eyes, buds in full bloom, crystal raindrops falling. The fragrance of flowers is deep and deep, and it is deeply rooted in people's hearts. Drizzle wet streamer.

During the two days in the temple, three lovely girls had their own understanding. Wang is very diligent, gets up early to meditate, and plays with the puppies, saying that the food in the temple is delicious and I am swollen again! Miss Nancy said, "After dinner, incense lasts for 15 minutes, and then meditation begins for 45 minutes. I found a suitable posture, sitting in a half-plate posture.

At first, my thoughts were flying, and gradually quieted down after 5 minutes. The sound of rain outside is clearly audible.

Then the drums and bells outside began to ring, and my thoughts began to get confused again. Take a deep breath and adjust.

The last five minutes are the hardest, and I feel that I can't hold on to every minute. I have to sing a song in my head to kill time.

Semi-perfect. The morning class at 5: 30 has actually been changed to 6: 00.

The three of us stood trembling in the dark rainy day and rang the doorbell with our brother. Morning prayers were sung in the morning class, and Master's voice was quiet and deep, reaching directly to people's hearts.

With the drums, the tree said it felt like rock music. It's getting light and the rain has stopped.

Alas, it's just that the weather is so cold that I really wear too little. A resentful gesture. "

The tree girl gave us the biggest surprise when she came back. She posted a series of pictures and words on Weibo. Not only the pictures are amazing, but also the words are beautiful. So the arrangement is as follows: Go to the Stone Buddha Temple to meditate.

There are few tourists on rainy days in early spring. There are plum blossoms covered with jade beads in the temple. You can smell the sweet smell of plum blossoms when you get closer. You can hear the sound of raindrops falling into the pond during meditation in the meditation hall.

Pure, direct, present and unique. The beautiful wind blows up the red silk rope hanging at the door and brings up two bells to jingle.

The rough tea and plain rice in the Buddhist temple is also delicious. I carefully read the dinner article before dinner and was very moved.

Even a small action can change our view of the world, right? "Dawn" and "Darkness" are two stray dogs living in the Stone Buddha Temple, which are deeply loved by meditation practitioners. I thought the dogs in the temple were vegetarian with everyone else. Later, when I saw Master feeding them dog food, I realized that they rested in front of the meditation hall every day, played by the grass, walked with practitioners, and occasionally fought with each other, without mindfulness or delusion.

Maybe it's rainy. Every grass, tree and stone here is full of Zen. .