Poems about mountains and temples

1.27 A Buddhist retreat behind Duanshan Temple was often built in the Tang Dynasty. On a pure morning, near the old temple, the early sunshine pointed to the treetops.

A secluded place with bamboo paths, branches and flowers, to a Buddhist retreat. Here, birds live in the mountain light, and people's hearts feel quiet in the pond.

All is silent here, but the bell is ringing. Qifa Temple sings a bell around the world of mortals, and whoever worships it feels reasonable.

Go in and out of the temple to meet evil spirits and scrape blood to serve God. Cloud complaints (clear.

Chen Weisong) The clouds in Spring Mountain are harmonious, and the springs in front of the mountain are all green. Give directions to Qiancun ancient temple.

Flower Sacrifice Teng: The temple doesn't need a mountain gate to avoid the world. If the Buddha intends to stay in the Buddhist temple, he will spend his years in the middle school, and the candle will move the golden boat. Colorful swallows are hard to find dreams, and crisp flowers are empty.

Wen Yuan died of illness, and Lan Cheng traveled far and looked back sadly. The bright moon is in the sky, the night Meishan flute, the wind and the temple sing.

-Lu You's "Night Sleeping by the Maple Bridge" Zhang Jishuang's night, Jiang Feng's fishing and sleeping. In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship.

Yu Lianhua Miao Lan Jin Ting Lu Gu. Clear the frost overnight and dye all the trees by the lake.

Nautilus cup is deep, you can't tell me where he met it. Ran Ran's life will not last long.

After all, Zhu Yan in the mirror will slowly disappear. Ding Ningjun remembers that immortals must be made by idle people.

-Lu You and my nephew, Hangzhou Tianzhu Temple is a good place to visit. Author of Tang Dynasty: Li Bai hangs a banquet for Ling Pengqiu, and Guan Tao rests on Zhang Lou. Three mountains move and prosper, and five horses roam together.

Tianzhu sen is in sight, and the autumn wind is rustling. Watching the clouds change makes the water poor and quiet.

The mountains are separated by the open sea, and Xuan wrote that he would return to the stream. Poetic into a proud moon in Ao Yun, full of interest in five continents.

Yong Yule Jingkou Gu Beiting nostalgia Xin Qiji has never been found, and the protagonist is nowhere to be found. Sun Zhongmou is located in. The dance floor was still there, but the heroes had already gone with the passage of time.

The setting sun shines on the grassland covered with grass and trees. People say that this was once the place where Emperor Wu of Song lived. Looking back, how powerful he was when he led the Northern Expedition and recovered lost ground!

However, Li Liu Yi Long, the son of Liu Wang Yilong, was a great success and made a swift northern expedition. Instead, he made the Northern Wei Emperor Wu Tuoba fly south and returned to the north bank of the Yangtze River, which was severely hit by his opponent. I have been back to the south for forty-three years, and I still remember the war scenes in Yangzhou.

Looking back, there was a crow club drum under the beaver temple. Who can ask: Lian Po is too old to eat? Ji Xiang Temple, Wang Wei, I don't know how to build incense temples. I wander in the mountains and clouds for miles.

Ancient trees are towering, but there are no pedestrian paths, and there are bells in the mountains in the temple. The spring water in the mountains hits the dangerous rocks, and the sun in the pine forest is cold.

In the evening, come to the empty pool and meditate quietly to suppress the dragon. In the courtyard behind Ren Shang Mountain in Tan Xing, a probation temple, Wang Weimu holds a bamboo stick to treat Hu Xitou.

Urge guests to listen to the sound of mountains and go back to the house to chase water. Wildflowers are blooming well, and valley birds are whispering.

Sitting in an empty forest (a village) at night is silent, and the breeze is as straight as the autumn wind. An empty mountain after the rain, an autumn night in the deep mountains, stands in the autumn evening.

The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks. The bamboo forest is sonorous, the washerwoman returns, and the lotus leaves are swaying to get on the canoe.

Spring spring might as well give it a rest, and the autumn sun can stay on the hills for a long time. "Jiangnan Spring" Du Mu's thousands of miles of warblers sing green and reflect red, and Shuizhaishan's fruit wine is the flag wind.

More than 480 ancient temples were left in the Southern Dynasties, and countless pagodas were shrouded in wind and rain. Peach blossoms bloom in Dalin Temple in April.

I want to find a place where my life is dying, but I don't know that it has been moved here. There are five mountains in Jiayu Island of Beiyue Temple, and Heng Yue lives in the north.

Rocks pile up thousands of pounds, bizarre and unpredictable. People dare not enter, and the temple is dark during the day.

Sometimes it rains, and the world is sprinkled. God bless, Yongkang is my kingdom.

A Buddhist retreat behind the Broken Mountain Temple is often built in pure mornings, close to the ancient temple, and 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. A thousand voices were quiet, but the bell rang.

The Tang tower of Hangzhou Gushan Temple rises above Bicen, all the way into the middle of the lake. There is no rain, the mountains are long and moist, and there is no cloud and no water.

Moss on the broken bridge, deep flowers in the empty courtyard. I still remember the moon at the west window and the bells ringing in the forest of steles.

The Tang Qunfeng of Lingyin Temple in Hangzhou opened a palm, and the threshold of Zhu was extended several times. The boundary between Buddha and land leads to the spring.

The fifth watch went downstairs the next month, and Guo Zhongyan was ten miles away. There are towers and pavilions in the back, and front hills and cross pavilions.

The river sand is quiet, and the moss on the stone is fresh. Call it an ape for a long time, and the west rock is deep.

Su Shan, abbot of Lingyin Temple, can be seen everywhere. He loves Lingyin to fly alone. The trees were covered with beards, which disturbed the willows and cattails.

Gaotang will be eaten by thousands of people, beating gongs and drums. It is better to have a quilt picture than to have a fragrant abbot to sleep.

After staying at Jinshan Temple in the Tang Dynasty in Runzhou for one night, he left the dead group. Monks return to the moon at night, and dragons come out of the clouds.

You can see it in the tree and hear it on both sides of the clock. Thinking about this city, I was drunk all day.

Wang Chengjue carved stone into incense in the hanging temple to make it up. The Vatican Palace is dedicated to the present, and the pavilion overlooks Feng Dan.

Tao Zhuang porcelain kiln rain, monk cold valley mouth wind is not easy to climb, looking ahead endlessly.

When did the Hanging Temple in Luo Zheng and the Stone Wall in Ming Dynasty become the Vatican Palace? The cliff is narrow and the path is clear. Mountains and rivers surround the sky, and the temples are jagged and blue.

The waning moon peeps at the hue, and the wind is quiet and empty. If you want to stop, ask the monk in Andeshan. He is a distant monk.

Zheng Luo, who boarded the Hanging Temple in the Ming Dynasty, tried to mention the reason yesterday, but failed to do so. He went back to Lan Ruo and asked the monk. No matter whether the bluebird has come or not, the white clouds at the mouth of the cave have not gone.

I have heard of three performances of Buddhism. With virtual epiphany, you can't live, and you can reach the peak of Zen.

It is difficult to climb the Hanging Temple, knowing who Liu Zunxian will open the stone wall as a ritual fairy. Brahma is full of doubts, and the incense table is really in the fog.

The mountains are too bright and strong, and visitors go to the lonely peak on May night. In order to invite teachers from afar to sell wine, I invited Mingyue to linger.

The title hanging temple Wu Ming Li Jiage is not Danxia, and the white clouds are sealed several times. The moon hangs in a thousand holes, and the wind falls in the air

The branches are clear and the old dragon stays in front of the eaves. Just a few thousands of feet, every day is a constant case.

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

A bay with the moon beside the rock, Zen in semi-mural. Overlooking pedestrians is small, floating towards fairies.

One Night Mountain Temple Author: Li Bai's dangerous building is 100 feet high, and his hands can pick stars. Standing here, I dare not speak loudly for fear of disturbing the gods in the sky.

"Farewell to Hanshan Temple" Time: Ming Author: Gao Qi looks at Bishan in the west, and the gate of the Han River is hidden alone in the temple. The clock in the boat urges the walker to get up, and the lamp in the tower shines on the monk to return.

The fishing village is 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.

Qiao Feng Temple (Song Yugui) is connected with the lake. The bright moon shines in the sky, and the sound of geese makes people sleep. In the past, I have been to Qiao Feng, and I tied a boat on the stone shore.

2. Poem 1 Description of Mountain Temple, Sushan Temple

Tang Dynasty: Jia Dao

The towering mountain peak is cold, and a Buddhist temple stands on the top of the mountain.

The trees missed the stars, and the moon hurried forward in the clouds.

The mountains are high and rare, and the pine forest stands out from the crowd.

An 80-year-old monk has never heard of what happened in the world.

The towering mountain peak is chilly, and a Buddhist temple stands on the top of it. Sparse trees shed a little starlight, and the moon hurried forward against the clouds. The mountains are extremely high and there are few people, so pine trees stand out in the forest. An old monk in his eighties has never heard of what happened in the world.

Step 2 sleep in a mountain temple

Tang Dynasty: Li Bai

The tall buildings of the temple on the mountain are really high, like a hundred feet. People upstairs are like a hand that can pick off the stars in the sky.

Standing here, I dare not speak loudly for fear of disturbing the gods in the sky.

The high-rise building of the temple on the mountain is really high, it seems to be 100 feet. People upstairs seem to be able to pick off the stars in the sky with one hand. Standing here, I dare not speak loudly for fear of disturbing the gods in the sky.

3. Looking South at Bailin Temple

Tang Dynasty: Lang Shiyuan

Listen to the pavilion clock on the stream, and the boat is deep and loose.

After the castle peak, the clouds are still there, and four or five peaks are painted in the southeast.

While sailing on the river, I heard the bell of the temple. Stop the boat and climb the stairs, and the mountain road winds through the secret pine forest.

After the rain in Chuqing, the mountains are green and the white clouds are floating leisurely. Looking to the southwest, four or five Qingfeng Mountains are even more lush, as if they had just been painted.

4. "Return to Gushan Temple in West Lake at night as a gift"

Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi

On the lonely mountain near the West Lake, there is a lonely mountain temple. After listening to Buddhist scriptures at night, I go back to learn from them.

Because it rains mostly in Shandong, the fruit is heavy and low, and the palm leaves are whipped by the breeze.

The water vapor on the lake, the turbulence of microwave and the color of water are seen at the bottom of the Pearl Hall, staggered and reflected in the sunset.

Back to the other side, please look back. Gushan Temple seems like Penglai Palace in the mountains, located in the center of the water.

There is an isolated mountain temple on the isolated mountain near the West Lake. In the evening, I listened to the Buddhist scriptures of the monks and rowed them back. Because the oranges are full of rain, the fruits are drooping heavily, and the palm leaves collide with each other with the breeze.

The lake is foggy, the microwave is surging, and the water and sky are the same. Looking at the bamboo hall of Qionglou on the lake, it is uneven and reflected in the sunset. Go back to the other side, please look back. Gushan Temple seems to be located in the middle of the water like Penglai Palace in Xianshan.

5. Dengwa Pavilion

Tang Dynasty: Li Bai

Board the crock pavilion in the morning and overlook Jinling City.

Zhongshan faces the north households, and Huaishui enters Nanrong.

Long rain, noisy days and happy voices.

The two corridors beat drums and the four corners sang kites.

Stand outside the sky and climb the sun and the moon.

The mountains and air are domineering, and the earth is cold and gloomy.

The vast sea of clouds is late, and the vast palace is flat.

The door is closed, and the building knows the name of Phoenix.

Much thunder and little rain, but heaven helps all.

How expensive is the halo? Jason Wu, the mayor of this town.

Get up in the morning, climb the high pavilion in the crock temple, and see Jinling City from a distance. To the north is the majestic Zhongshan Mountain, and to the south is the pavilion eaves facing the mighty Huaihe River. In the chanting from the temple, smallpox rained down; Ensemble music is like the sound of nature.

Drums rumbled on both sides of the hall corridor, and iron horse fragments at the four corners of the cornices tinkled thoughtfully in the wind. The pavilion soars into the sky, holding its head high, as if it could climb the sun and the moon. Autumn in Zhongshan is depressed and the spirit of overlord is exhausted; How many sad stories have been precipitated in the long river of history.

In the night, the sea of clouds is boundless, and the magnificent palace view is almost flush with the sea of clouds. Only the word "Hu He" written on the door plaque can be vaguely distinguished from the word "Phoenix" mentioned on the floor plaque. Thunder rumbled, the mountain was shaking, and the arch of the house was about to tilt. The man of God came to help. How precious is Lingguang Hall? Can bless Jinling city for a long time.

3. Poems about temples: Tang Author: Chang Jian's works: Temple content after breaking the mountain: In the pure morning, near the old temple, where the morning light lit 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.

A thousand voices were quiet and only the bells were heard. Year: Tang Author: Bai Juyi Works: Peach Blossoms in Dalin Temple Content: Peach Blossoms in Mountain Temple bloom in April.

I want to find a place where my life is dying, but I don't know that it has been moved here. Year: Tang Author: Bai Juyi Works: Qiantang Lake Spring Tour Content: Gushan Temple in the northwest of Jiating, with low water level and low cloud feet.

Several early orioles raced to the sunny tree, and their new swallows were carrying mud in their nests. Colorful spring flowers will gradually fascinate people's eyes, and shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe.

I love the beauty on the east bank of the West Lake, and I can't get enough of it, especially the white sand embankment under the green poplar. Year: Tang Author: Bai Juyi Works: Recalling Jiangnan Content: The most unforgettable thing is Hangzhou.

Looking for laurel in Zhongshan Temple in the month, watching the tide on the pillow in the county pavilion, when will you revisit? Year: Tang Author: Meng Haoran's Works: Night Return to Lumen Song Content: The bell of the mountain temple comes at night, and the fisherman climbs the ferry. People walked along the shore to Jiangcun village, and I also returned to Lumen by boat.

The moonlight at the deer gate made the mountain tree appear, and I suddenly came to the seclusion of exile. Thatched doors and pine paths are lonely and quiet, and only strangers come and go.

Year: Tang Author: Works: Night parking by the Maple Bridge Content: On a cold night, Jiang Feng sleeps with fishing and fire. In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship.

Year: Northern Song Dynasty Author: Lin Bu Works: Gushan Temple Ruishang People's House View Content: The bottom leans against the railing, and the back pavilion of Gushan Tower leans west. The gloomy painting axis Lin Temple is littered with chess shuttlecocks.

Autumn sometimes flies alone, and the sunset is just cold smoke. Staying up late loves my family more, just waiting for spring to see the snowy day.

Age: Tang Author: Bai Juyi Works: The Palace of Love Content: Sitting on a stone stream, looking for flowers around the palace. I always smell birds. It's spring everywhere.

Year: Tang Author: Bai Juyi Works: Lonely Tung in Yunju Temple Contents: A sapphire terrace, Chiba Committee. The pavilion is more than five feet long, and its lofty intentions are still unfinished.

The monk is 90 years old, quiet and old. Since the cloud hand planted, a tung tree.

Straight from the bud, high from the beginning. There are no branches on all sides and the center is reasonable.

Those who leave a message stand alone and straight. Year: Tang Author: Works: Climbing Jionji Pagoda with Gao Shi and Xue Ju Content: Pagoda rises from the ground and reaches the Heavenly Palace.

Climbing, we seem to have left the world behind us, and our overlooking steps are hanging in space. It is above the holy land and can only be built through spiritual hard work.

Its four sides darken the bright sun, and its seven floors cut through the gray clouds. Birds fly where we can't see, and high winds blow where we can't hear.

Mountains, eastward, eastward. Far away, green locust trees line the wide road, and Guan Gong He Linglong.

The colors of autumn come out from the west and go through the city. In the north, there are five cemeteries, which are always quiet under the dew and green grass.

Those who know the ultimate meaning of life, this is what all mankind must learn. From now on, I will put my official hat aside and find the eternal way is the only happiness.

Year: Tang Author: Works: Youtianzhu Temple Content: Morning Mount Tianzhu, chao yang shan Temple Dawn. Rivers and springs contend for bursts, and rivers and sea headlands linger.

Go straight to the solitary peak, and the peaks are small. In1February in Zhou Nan, the ground is warm and there is almost no ice and snow.

Green is full of cold mountains, and vines cover winter marshes. On the waterfall side of the flower niche, there is a stone forest with stone walls and blue tiles.

Ring the bell to gather people, and give food to gather apes and birds. Wash the mind, return to purity, and the heart is empty.

When you first know the world, everything will be disturbed. Year: Tang Author: Dai Shulun Works: Temple Content: Yuan Zhen kept flowing, why did Qu Zi complain! Autumn wind rises at dusk, and maple trees whisper.

Year: Tang and Five Dynasties Author: Du Mu's Works: Title Mulan Temple Content: Dedicated as a human being, I once dreamed with thrush. A few times, the wine brush piled on the cloud to wish Princess Ming.

4. The poem describing the temple breaks the mountain temple and then goes to the temple.

Tang 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.

All was silent, except the bell.

Peach blossoms in Dalin Temple

Tang Bai Juyi

In April, the beauty of the world is exhausted, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple are blooming.

I have long hated that spring is nowhere to be found and I don't know where to go.

Spring outing in Qiantang Lake

Tang Bai Juyi

Gushan Temple is north of Jiating West.

Low water level and low cloud feet.

Several early songbirds compete for warm trees,

Whose new swallow pecks at spring mud?

Flowers are becoming more and more charming,

Only shallow grass can have no horseshoe.

The lack of eastbound love for the lake,

Qingyang White Sand Embankment in under the greenwood tree.

Dreamed of the south bank

Tang Bai Juyi

Jiang Nanyi,

I remember Hangzhou best.

Looking for laurel in the mountain temple in the middle of the month,

Looking at the tide on the pillow of the county pavilion,

When will you revisit?

Song of the night deer gate

Tang Meng Hao ran

The bell in the temple of the mountain rang the night, and I heard people in the fishing city hobbling on the ferry.

People came to Jiangcun along the beach, and I also went to Lumen Mountain by boat.

Soon, the dim moonlight penetrated the misty trees, and before I knew it, I came to an ancient seclusion.

Thatched doors and pine paths are lonely and quiet, and only strangers come and go.

Night berth near Fengqiao

Tang zhangji

Frosty night,

Jiang Feng sleeps in the fire.

Hanshan Temple outside Gusu,

The midnight bell arrived at the passenger ship.

5. A poem about a temple, "Send a spiritual master"

Year: Tang Author: Liu Changqing

Blue chikurinji, near the distant bell in the middle of the night.

The sunset with a hat gradually returned to Qingshan.

Jiangnan spring

Year: Tang Author: Du Mu

Jiangnan, the sound of green and red flowers, the waterside village in the foothills.

More than 480 ancient temples were left in the Southern Dynasties, and countless pagodas were shrouded in wind and rain.

Above Ji Xiang Temple

Year: Tang Author: Wang Wei

I don't know where Ji Xiang Temple is, so I climbed several miles into the clouds and peaks.

Ancient trees are towering, but there are no pedestrian paths, and there are bells in the mountains in the temple.

Spring listens to swallow dangerous stones, and the sun is tempered by pines.

In the evening, come to the empty pool and meditate quietly to suppress the dragon.

Huanxisha swims in Qiushui Qingquan Temple.

Year: Song Author: Su Shi

Play Qingquan Temple in Qishui, next to the temple is Lanxi, and the stream flows west.

The buds just growing at the foot of the mountain are soaked in the stream, and the sand road between the pine trees is washed away by the rain. In the evening, the rain began to trickle down, and cuckoo calls came from the pine forest.

Who says life can't go back to adolescence? The water in front of the door can also flow west! Don't bemoan the passage of old age!