Poems about pleasure in the mountains

1.27 ancient poems describing temples in the mountains

a buddhist retreat behind broken-mountain temple was often written in the Tang Dynasty in in the pure morning, near the old temple and where early sunlight points the tree-tops.

The bamboo trail leads to seclusion, of boughs and flowers, to a Buddhist retreat. Here birds are alive with mountain-light, and the mind of man touches peace in a pool.

everything is silent here, but the rest of the clock chimes. The seven-law temple sings bells and bells around the world of mortals, and whoever worships feels the reason.

When you go in and out of the temple, you meet evil spirits and scrape blood for the gods. Cloud resentment words (clear.

Chen Weisong) The clouds in the spring mountain are harmonious, and the spring water in front of the mountain is all green. Give directions to Qiancun Ancient Temple.

Flower Sacrifice Teng: The temple needs no mountains and empty doors to avoid the world, which is twice as busy as the Buddha. If you are interested in staying in the Buddhist temple, you will find that the candle flame will move the golden boat. Colorful swallows are hard to find their dreams, and crisp flowers are empty.

Wen Yuan died of illness, and Lan Cheng traveled for a long time, looking back sadly. The moon is bright, Meishan flute at night, and the wind and the temple are singing.

—— Lu You's a night-mooring near maple bridge, followed by frosty night, and Jiang Feng's fishing and sleeping. The lonely cold mountain temple in the city outside the city of Suzhou, the sound of the bell ringing in the middle of the night passed to the passenger ship.

Butterfly Loves Flowers, Yu Temple, Lanting, Now Ancient Road. Clear the frost overnight and dye all the trees by the lake.

the nautilus cup is deep. Don't tell me, but when you meet him, you will know where. Ran Ran's life can't last.

Zhu Yan in the mirror, after all, wears away. Ding Ningjun remembers that immortals must be made by idle people.

-Lu You and his nephew, Hangzhou, visited Tianzhu Temple. Tang Author: Li Bai hangs a banquet in Ling Pengqiu, while Guan Tao rests in Zhanglou. Three mountains move and prosper, and five horses roam together.

Tianzhu Sen is in the eye, and the wind is rustling in the autumn. Looking at the clouds and measuring changes makes the water poor and quiet.

the mountains are separated by the distant sea, and when you write, you will return to the stream. Poetry becomes a proud cloud and moon, and it is full of interest in Wuzhou.

Yong Yule Jingkou, Beigu Pavilion, nostalgia for the past, Xin Qiji, has never found a hero, and Sun Zhongmou is located. The dance floor of the year is still in, but the heroes have long gone by the passage of time.

The grass tree in the setting sun is an ordinary lane, where humanity sent slaves to live. Back then, he led the northern expedition, recover lost ground how powerful!

Yuan Jia was careless, sealing the wolf to live in Xuxu, and won a hasty retreat to the north. I have been back to the south for forty-three years, and I still remember the war scenes in Yangzhou with the flames of war.

Looking back, under the Beaver Temple, there was a crow club drum. Who can ask: Lian Po is too old to eat? Xiangji temple, Wang Wei, not knowing the way to the Temple of Heaped Fragrance and under miles of mountain-cloud I have wandered.

through ancient woods without a human track, but now on the height I hear a bell. The spring water in the mountain hit the dangerous rocks, and the sun in the pine forest was also cold.

and at twilight, close to an emptying pool, thought can conquer the Passion-Dragon. After the probation temple Tanxing Shangren Mountain Courtyard, Wang Weimu held a bamboo stick and treated Hu Xitou.

urge the guests to hear the sound of mountains and return to their rooms to chase the water. The wild flowers are blooming well, and the valley birds are whispering.

sitting in an empty forest (a village) at night is silent, and the breeze is as straight as autumn. After rain the empty mountain, an autumn evening in the mountains, stands autumnal in the evening.

moonlight in its groves of pine, stones of crystal in its brooks. The bamboo forest is loud and clear, the laundry girl comes back, the lotus leaf jiggle want to go up and down the canoe.

and what does it matter that springtime has gone, while you are here, O Prince of Friends?. "Jiangnan Spring" Du Mu's thousands of miles of warblers sing green and reflect red, and the water village mountain fruit wine flag wind.

Four hundred and eighty temples in the Southern Dynasties are covered in misty rain. Peach blossoms in Dalin Temple are in full bloom in April.

I've long hated that I can't find a place to return to Spring, so I don't know where to turn. Beiyue Temple There are five mountains in Jia Dao, and Hengyue lives in the north.

the rocks are stacked with thousands of weights, which are bizarre and unpredictable. People dare not enter, and the temple is dark by day.

sometimes when it rains, it scatters heaven and earth. God is in peace, Yongkang my kingdom.

a buddhist retreat behind broken-mountain temple often builds in the pure morning, near the old temple and where early sunlight points the tree-tops. A winding path leads to a hidden spot, and the Buddhist temple is surrounded with boughs and flowers.

here birds are alive with mountain-light, and the mind of man touches peace in a pool. And a thousand sounds are quieted, but the bell chimed.

The Tang Zhanghu Tower of the Gushan Temple in Hangzhou, towering over Bicen, went all the way into the middle of the lake. No rain, the mountains are long and moist, and no clouds and water are overcast.

the broken bridge is full of weeds and moss, and the empty courtyard is full of flowers. I still remember the west window moon, and the bell is ringing in Beilin.

The Zhang Hu peak in Lingyin Temple in Hangzhou opened a palm, and the Zhu threshold extended several times. The boundary between Buddha and land is divided, and the bamboo in the monk's room leads to the spring.

the fifth watch is downstairs and the next month, and the ten-mile Guo is smoking. After the tower and pavilion, in front of the front hill and cross pavilion.

the stream sand culvert is still, and the rocks are covered with fresh moss. It is good to call apes for a long time, and the west rock is deeply connected.

The abbot of Lingyin Temple, Su Shixi Mountain, can be found everywhere, and he loves Lingyin to fly to loneliness. Trees are full of beards, disturbing the willows and cattails.

Gaotang will eat thousands of people, banging bells and drumming loudly. It's better to have a fragrant abbot sleeping than to have a quilt chart.

Jin Shan Temple in Tirunzhou Tang Zhang Hu spent one night in Jin Shan Temple, a detached group of people who passed away. Monks return to the moon at night, and dragons come out of the clouds.

you can see it in the trees and hear it on both sides of the bell. Thinking about the city, I was drunk all day.

Wang Chengjue carved a stone into a fragrant place in the Ming Dynasty in the Hanging Temple, and he worked with a virtual structure. The Vatican Palace is dedicated to Bi Xian, and the pavilion overlooks Danfeng.

the waves are strong, the kiln rains, and the monks are cold and the valleys are windy. It's not easy to climb, and it's endless to look ahead.

When did you get married at the stone wall of Zhengluo in the Ming Dynasty after crossing the Hanging Temple? Mountains and rivers surround the sky, and the temples are jagged and blue.

The waning moon glimpses the hue in the light smoke, and the wind is quiet and the Zen is empty. If you want to stop, ask the monk in Andeshan, who is a distant monk.

Zheng Luo, who boarded the Hanging Monastery, made a move yesterday, but refused to do so. He went back to Lan Ruo and asked the monk. Whether the bluebird has come or not, the white clouds at the mouth of the cave have not gone.

I've heard that the Buddha's Dharma plays three times. With a virtual epiphany, you can't live, so you can go to the top of Zen.

It's difficult to climb the Hanging Temple and know who Liu Zunxian will open the stone wall as a gift fairy. The Qing Brahma is full of doubts, and the incense table really looks into the fog.

The mountains are even more beautiful and prosperous, and visitors come to the lonely peak on May night. In order to ask the distant teacher to sell wine, I invited the bright moon to linger.

On the Danxia of Wu Lijia's Flying Pavilion in the Ming Dynasty, the white clouds were sealed several times. Luo hangs over a thousand holes in the moon, and the wind falls in the air.

The boughs of the tree flow clear, and the old dragon lives in front of the eaves. There are thousands of feet of light, and every day is full of constant cases.

You can visit the Hanging Temple, where there are thousands of stone screens, and the ancient temple hangs in the air. The pure land is in the dust, and the building is far away.

There is a moon by a rock in a bay, and Zen is in a semi-mural. Overlooking the pedestrians is small, floating to the fairy.

overnight mountain temple author: Li Bai's dangerous building is 1 feet high, and he can pick stars with his hands. Standing here, I dare not speak loudly, afraid to disturb the gods in heaven.

"Farewell to Hanshan Temple" Year: Ming Author: Fengqiao in Gao Qi looks at Bishan Mountain in the west, and the temple covers the Hanjiang River alone. The clock in the boat urges the travelers to get up, and the lamp in the tower shines on the monk's return.

The fishing village is lonely and close to the smoke, and the official road is bleak and the leaves are sparse. You must remember to park outside Gusu City, and send the monarch to violate the crow season.

The lake of Fengqiao Temple (Song Yugui) is connected with the moon, and the sound of geese makes people sleep. In the past, I went to Fengqiao to stay, and I tied a boat by the stone bank. 2. Poems describing fun

1. Yuanyang Pian

Tang Chen Ziang

flies to the Yuanyang bird, raising his wings to cover up the losses.

everyone comes to the green pool, and * * * goes to Baiyun Ya.

sound and appearance are attached to each other, and feathers are twisted and twisted.

Pingping plays in Chunzhu, and the frost goes around the cold pool.

Pusha is clean on the shore, while Tingshu hangs over the pool.

visit here every year, and follow every year.

the phoenix starts from the Dan point and goes to the phoenix tree branch alone.

when Hongyan comes to the purple plug, it's empty to remember the rice and the rice.

when the crow is tired, the crane will leave when it hurts.

if these two birds fly over the same forest.

brush tail Qingjiangpu, cross neck Zishancen.

the article is negative and strange, and the harmony is good.

I smell Yuanyang Qi, and there are Yuanyang Yao again.

hold it as a gift for a beauty, so I have a heart-to-heart relationship.

2. Phoenix Cup

Song Liu Yong

Beautiful Yao Qing can dye Han.

a short poem is long and short.

I'd like to put on my fur paper for the first time and wave it around the red window of Cuiguan.

the jade chopsticks and silver hooks are full.

the tips are collected and the rhinoceros is rolled.

always cherish and play in the den.

it's more precious than a pearl, and you should always look at it when you put it on your sleeve.

it seems to be frequent and charming.

3. Ruihexian Ruiyan Floating in Forbidden Garden

Song Kang and

Ruiyan Floating in Forbidden Garden. It' s a spring festival, and it' s a new square.

the ice wheel is full of osmanthus flowers. Overflowing flowers and songs, hibiscus blooms all over the place.

two views of the dragon building. See silver candle, the planet is rotten.

rolling beads curtain, singing all day long, gathering Baochai and Jinchuan. Admirable.

In Kirara, among the blue musk, it is suitable for playing.

the wind is soft and the night is warm. Flowers and shadows are chaotic, and laughter is loud.

Moths are all over the road, and they are clustered into blocks and clustered with crowns.

I like the imperial capital and the old scenery. See you in peace.

4. A Tour of Shanxi Village

A Song and Lu Tour

Don't laugh at the peasant's wine and wine, and stay in the good year with enough chickens and dolphins.

there is no way for mountains and rivers to return to doubt, and there is another village.

The flute and drum are close to the Spring Club, and their clothes are simple and antique.

from now on, if you take a leisurely ride on the moon, you will knock on the door with a stick all night.

5. Huanxisha

Song Su Shi

You swim in Qingquan Temple, the temple is near Lanxi, and the stream flows west.

The blue buds at the foot of the mountain are short-dipped in the stream, and the sand road between the pines is clean and mud-free, and the rain is drizzling at dusk.

who says that life is endless? The water in front of the gate can also flow to the west! Don't bemoan the passing of time in old age! 3. An ancient poem about play

Tianjingsha Qiu Si Ma Zhiyuan

A dead vine and an old tree crow, a small bridge and a flowing family, an ancient road and a thin horse. When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world.

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qinghui can entertain people, but a wanderer forgets to go home.

it's still early to leave the valley, but it's too late to enter the boat.

the forest is full of color, and the clouds are gathering in the evening.

the lotus and the lotus reflect each other, and the lotus and the lotus depend on each other.

I'm going south, and I'm happy to die in the east.

it's okay to be considerate and reasonable.

Send a message to take a visitor, and try this push.

"Recalling Jiangnan" Bai Juyi

Jiangnan is good,

The scenery was once familiar.

At sunrise, the river is more red than fire,

In spring, the river is as green as blue.

can you forget Jiangnan?

Bai Juyi in Memories of Jiangnan

Jiang Nanyi,

What I remember most is Hangzhou:

Looking for laurels in the mountain temple in the middle of the month, watching the tide on the pillow in the county pavilion,

When will I visit again?

> Wang Wei

bicycle wants to ask questions, and it is a country that has lived for a long time.

collect the wild goose from Hansai and return it to Hu Tian.

the desert is lonely and straight, and the long river sets the yen.

Xiao Guan rides in Yanran every time.

> Wang Ji

Why is it broad and empty?

overcast clouds lead to distant caves, while sunny scenery flows back.

cicadas make the forest quiet, while Tonamiyama is more secluded.

I miss my thoughts here, and I am tired of traveling all the year round. 4. Poems about play

Stay in Xugongdian-Yang Wanli, a new city.

The hedge is sparse all the way, and the flowers on the tree head are not shaded. Children rush after Huang Die and fly into cauliflower to find nowhere.

What they see-Yuan Mei

The shepherd boy rides a yellow ox, and the song vibrates Lin Yue. The willows on the dike are drunk with spring smoke. Children come back early from school, so they are busy flying kites in the east wind.

When they return home, I will write a book. Tang He Zhizhang

When he was young, he left home, and the local accent did not change. When children meet strangers, they laugh and ask where the guests came from.

Living in a stream is a matter of fact-who doesn't tie a boat outside the fence in Cui Daorong

, and the spring breeze blows into the fishing bay. The children suspect that there are village guests, but they are in a hurry to go to Chai Men, but they close the door.

The four seasons are full of pastoral excitement-Fan Chengda

plows in the daytime, and the children in the village are in charge of their own affairs. The children and grandchildren haven't solved the problem of farming and weaving, but they also learn to grow melons by mulberry shade.

Scared fish should not be surprised by people

Gu Lang walks on the moon-Li Bai

is ignorant of the moon when he was a child, and he is called a white jade plate. He is also suspicious of a mirror on a Yao platform, flying at the end of Qingyun Mountain.

Children fishing

A young boy with a bald head learns to hang on to the bow,

Sitting on the side of a raspberry moss reflects himself.

Passers-by ask questions and wave at a distance, and

The fish should not be surprised by people. Send Baidicheng to say goodbye to Baidicheng in the morning, and return it in a day in Jiangling.

There are endless cries of apes on both sides of the strait, and canoes have crossed Chung Shan Man. Seven wonders? Li Bai, a gift to Wang Lun, was about to go by boat when he suddenly heard singing on the shore.

Peach Blossom Pond is deeper than thousands of feet, which is not as good as Wang Lun's. Wugu? Yong Zhuluo Mountain Xi Shi Yue Xi female, from Zhuluo Mountain.

a beautiful color hides the past, and a lotus flower is ashamed of its jade. She moved the green water in the stream by the xibian, leisurely like the clear water.

it's hard to open a letter with bright teeth, so I ponder over the blue clouds. King of yue Gou Jian collected national beauty, Xi Shi raised the eyebrow to the state of Wu.

The Baby Palace is a lovely place to carry children. When the state of Wu was defeated, the state of Wu did not return for thousands of years.

seven wonders? A farewell to meng haoran on his way to yangzhou's old friend left the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March. The lonely sail is far away from the blue mountains, and only the Yangtze River flows in the sky.

five wonders? The dangerous building of the overnight mountain temple is 1 feet high, and you can pick stars with your hands. Standing here, I dare not speak loudly, afraid to disturb the gods in heaven.

Yuefu? Silent night thinking about so bright a gleam on the foot of my bed, could there have been a frost already?. I raise my head to gaze at the moon, Lowering my head, my nostalgia comes around.

seven wonders? Looking at Tianmen Mountain, Tianmen interrupted the opening of the Chu River, and the clear water flowed eastward. The castle peak confrontation between the two sides is difficult to compete, meet a leaf boat leisurely comes from the horizon.

five wonders? Sitting alone in Jingting Mountain, all the birds fly high, and the lonely clouds go to leisure alone. You look at me, I look at you, between each other two, only me and the eyes of jingting mountain mountain.

seven wonders? In the guest trip, Lanling wines tulips, and jade bowls bring amber light. But make the host drunk, I don't know where it is.

seven laws? Phoenixes that played here once, so that the place was named for them, on climbing in nanjing to the terrace of phoenixes, have abandoned it now to this desolate river. Wu gong flowers are laid in the desolate path, and the number of royal royalty in the Jin dynasty has become a famine.

Three mountains and a half fall in the sky, like this Island of White Egrets dividing the river. There is always a traitor in power, like a cloud cover day, Chang' an can not see the heart depressed.

five laws? Seeing a friend off to Shu says that Can Cong Road is rugged and difficult. The cliff rises abruptly from the face of the human face, and the gas rises with the rise of the horse's head.

fragrant trees cage Qin Zhan, and spring flows around Shu city. Your advance and retreat have been settled, and you will not be asked to ask the kunpei of the good.

five laws? Qiudeng Xuancheng Xie Tiao North Building is picturesque in Jiangcheng, with mountains overlooking the clear sky. Between the two rivers, a lake of lake like a bright mirror; The two bridges on the river seem like a rainbow falling from the sky.

the orange pomelo is sparsely populated, and the old phoenix tree is autumn. In addition to me, who will think of the Xie tiao north tower, to meet the autumn wind, miss Xie?

Yuefu? There are six May Tianshan snows in Sai Xia Qu, and there are no flowers but cold. Only in the flute " folding willow" can imagine the spring, but in reality has never seen spring.

follow the golden drum at dawn and hug the jade saddle at night. I hope that the sword hanging around the waist, can quickly pacify the border, for the country.

heavenly soldiers went to the north to be wild, while huma wanted to drink from the south. It's a great honor to go from battle to battle.

having a meal at sea with snow, blowing sand and sleeping. Why not break the moon, and then raise the pillow.

The steed is like the wind, whipping out of the Wei Bridge. Bend your bow and say goodbye to the moon, and insert feathers to break the arrogance of heaven.

when the stars are removed, the sea fog disappears. When he succeeded in painting Lin Pavilion, he was unique to Huo Piao Yao.

a white horse is filled with gold, and clouds and sand revolve around dreams. It's a sad festival, and I remember the border town far away.

The window of fireflies flying in autumn is full, and the frost is late every month. Destroy the leaves of plane trees, and the branches of Xiao Sa crabapple.

being alone all the time, tears empty self-knowledge. Sailu took advantage of the autumn, and the heavenly soldiers came out of the Han family.

The general is divided into tiger and bamboo, and the warrior is Wolongsha. The edge of the moon follows the bow shadow, and the frost blows the sword flower.

a young woman will grow up before the jade pass. The bonfire moves the desert and shines on the clouds of Ganquan.