Buddhist retreat after the broken mountain temple.
On a pure morning, near the ancient temple, the early sunshine points 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.
Ode to the Seven Laws Temple
When the bell rings and the tripod rings around the world of mortals, who will feel the reason for worship?
Go in and out of the temple to meet evil spirits and scrape blood to serve God.
Cloud resentment
(clear. Chen Weisong)
The clouds in the spring mountain are harmonious, and the springs in front of the mountain are all green. Zhidian Qiancun Ancient Temple ...
Huajie Teng: Temple Fair
Avoid a world without mountains.
Now an empty door is twice as busy.
If the Buddha is interested,
You ren su fo Tang
Chaozhongcuo
Drum music flows in winter and winter, and candlelight moves 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
A night berth near Fengqiao.
Ji Zhang
Crows fell on the moon, crowed coldly, slept on maple trees, and slept in fishing lanes by the river.
In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship.
A butterfly in love with flowers
Today's Lanting Ancient Road in Yu Miao. 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
Visit Tianzhu Temple with my nephew, Hangzhou Ci Shi.
Tang author: Li Bai
Ling Pengqiu hangs a banquet, and Zhang Lou watches Tao Xie. Three mountains move and prosper, and five horses roam together.
Tianzhu sen is in sight, and the autumn wind is rustling. Looking at the clouds and measuring changes, the water is poor and quiet.
The mountains are separated by the open sea, and Xuan wrote that he would return to the stream. Poetic into Ao Yun proud moon, full of interest in the five continents.
Yong he le Jing kou Gu Bei Guan nostalgia Xin qiji
It is difficult to find a hero like Sun Quan after the history of the country. 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?
Through the temple of Ji Xiang.
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.
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.
Pass by Tan Xing Ren Shang's concept of good karma.
Wang Wei
Hold a bamboo stick at dusk and wait for the tiger.
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 autumn night in the mountains
The empty mountains are bathed in a new rain, and feel the early autumn at night.
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.
Duchunmu Jiangnan
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.
Bai Juyi, peach blossom in Dalin Temple
In the world of April, the flowers have withered, and the peach blossoms in the ancient temples have just bloomed.
I want to find a place where my life is dying, but I don't know that it has been moved here.
Beiyuesijia avenue
There are five mountains in heaven and earth, 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.
The Buddhist temple behind the long stream of Poshan Temple
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.
A thousand voices were quiet, but the bell rang.
Zhang Hu of Tang Dynasty in Gushan Temple, Hangzhou
The balcony rises above the blue cen and extends to 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.
Tang Zhanghu of Lingyin Temple in Hangzhou
The peaks and peaks open a palm, and the threshold of Zhu extends 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 Shi, abbot of Lingyin Temple, left a topic.
There are secluded places everywhere in the western hills, and I love 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.
Tang Zhanghu of Jinshan Temple in Tirun Prefecture
One night in Jinshan Temple, a group of people passed away.
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 si cheng Jue
Carving a stone into a fragrant soil depends on fiction.
The Vatican Palace is dedicated to the present, and the pavilion overlooks Feng Dan.
Tao Zhuang porcelain kiln rain, monk cold valley mouth wind
It's not easy to get up, and looking forward is endless.
Passing through the Hanging Temple, Ming Luo Zheng
In what year did the stone wall become the Vatican Palace, and the narrow path on the cliff passed through?
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.
Deng Kongxuan Temple Ming Luo Zheng
Yesterday, I tried to mention the reason why I didn't get on the boat, so I 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 Buddhism, so have I.
With virtual epiphany, you can't live, and you can reach the peak of Zen.
Denghangkong Temple Zunxian County
Whoever opens the stone wall is the gift fairy, and the light green floor structure is difficult.
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.
Hanging Temple Wu in Ming Dynasty
On the Danxia of Gefei, the white clouds were 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.
An interview with Deng Keshao of Qing Dynasty in Hangkong Temple.
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.
Overnight temple
Author: 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.
Farewell to Hanshan Temple
Year: Ming Author: Gao Qi
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.
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)
The lake is full of moonlight, the sky is bright, 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.