Tang Dynasty: Zhang Ji
Border town, geese fly low at dusk, asparagus gradually gathers.
Countless clocks have passed the cymbals, so you have to carry them to Anxi.
Low-flying geese appear in the border town in the evening, and reeds are struggling to grow. A group of camels, full of goods, moved slowly with the jingle of camel bells. The westbound camel caravan should still transport the silk to Anxi through this avenue.
2, Shuilongyin, hunting from the handsome national game Nanyang, and Zhong Ze's house is here.
Jin Dynasty: Yuan Haowen
Hunting from Shang Shuai's national weapon in Nanyang, traveling with Zhong Ze and Ding Yu.
Teenagers shoot tigers and become famous, and red feathers wait for food. Jin Zhong Jin Ling, a thousand riding on the plain, the stars flow. The road breaks and dives, and the fog boils, long and high. Look at the empty valley in Sichuan, the standard is moving, they are proud, they are fighting, fighting all their lives.
The bright moon drummed on the city, how was the night, and the army had a high banquet. Jianghuai vegetation, central plains fox and rabbit, first came from afar. Peng, a beggar, may just be an ordinary eagle dog. Ask Rong Yuan if he will blow a whip to untie the arrow of Tianshan Mountain sooner or later.
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I followed Shang Shuai's national weapon to hunt Nanyang, and made an article on this matter with Zhong Ze and Zhong Ze.
Young Tiger Shooting Hero, commanding Red Feather Thousand Troops, careless. With golden bells hanging from their heads and gorgeous bibs, thousands of riders follow the vast plains and run like meteors and lightning. There was no way for the birds to escape, and the horses ran wildly in the dense fog and formed a long queue. Look at the silent valley, flying with flags and full of ambition, as if it were a victory in my life.
The bright moon hangs high on the city platform, and the gongs and drums are far away. What are you doing in the camp at night? The general who returned home with a full load gave a banquet in Gaotang. The vegetation in the Jianghuai area and the foxes and rabbits in the Central Plains, on hearing the prestige, gave up without a fight. Han Xin and Peng Yue, who have made outstanding contributions, are just eagles and dogs driven away by people. When will Shang Shuai ride his horse and whip, and three arrows will set Tianshan Mountain?
3. Chao Chongcuo, Shu Xian and Zhu Qin are irrelevant.
Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde
Shuhe's strings are irrelevant and covered with clouds all day. Cherish the light feathers and retreat the powder, and the weak floc thinks it is flat.
The east wind is eventful, and the residual cold blows away, slightly warming up. Look at a curtain of red rain, for whom to tie the flower bell.
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The touching voice of the harp can't touch my feelings. I covered my mica screen all day, and one person was injured. I have secretly pitied the butterfly for losing its powder, and I am even more dissatisfied with the weak catkins floating in the water and turning into duckweeds.
The spring breeze in eventful autumn blew away the residual cold and made it warm and intoxicating. Outside the curtain, red petals fall in succession. Who else can you tie the flower bell for?
4. See Zhou Songzai.
Pre-Qin Dynasty: Anonymous
See monarch, yue Jue Zhang. Yang Yang, Longqi, the epicenter of the clock. The cymbal skin has light. See Zhao Kao rate, reward it with filial piety.
Live by eyebrows, always keep and think of the emperor. Fierce words make the people prosperous, bless them more, and capture the city with pure land.
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The vassal made a pilgrimage to Zhou Wang for the first time and asked Zhou Wang for new regulations. The dragon flag fluttered in the wind and the bells jingled. The bronze ornaments on the bridle are shining, and the beautiful ornaments are shining. Pay homage to the spirit of the late king and ask God to enjoy the filial sacrifice. Pray for a long life, health and happiness. Civil and military officials are all princes and princes, and the late king gave you many blessings to make your career brilliant forever.
Lin Jiangxian had an appointment last night.
Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde
I made an appointment last night, Yancheng Yulu that night. A crescent moon and a few sparse stars. It's still late at night and people are still watching the lights.
Originally, Qu tang style shielded each other, which made people hate others. It is quiet outside. Several heartbroken places, wind-driven flower bells.
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Last night, I made an appointment with my lover to meet at midnight. The leaky pot on the rostrum shows that it is midnight. There is a crescent moon in the sky with several stars. The night is coming to an end, and she is still waiting. It's quiet, only the mouse has been watching under the lamp.
He must have been delayed by something. I really shouldn't hate him for breaking his promise. There was silence outside the small railing, and no one came. Only a few gentle winds are blowing the flower bell, reminding her how lonely it is to wait alone, which can only increase her sadness.
2. The poem about bells is 1, and Liangzhou Ci is one of the three great poems in the Tang Dynasty: wild geese fly low in the border town of Zhangji and asparagus grows longer.
Countless clocks have passed the cymbals, so you have to carry them to Anxi. Low-flying geese appear in the border town in the evening, and reeds are struggling to grow.
A group of camels, full of goods, moved slowly with the jingle of camel bells. The westbound camel caravan should still transport the silk to Anxi through this avenue.
2. The waterspout was hunted by Shang Qi in Nanyang and Zhong Ze in Fuben Jin: Yuan Haowen was hunted by Shang Qi in Nanyang and Zhong Ze in Fuben. Teenagers shoot tigers and become famous, and red feathers wait for food.
Jin Zhong Jin Ling, a thousand riding on the plain, the stars flow. The road breaks and dives, and the fog boils, long and high.
Look at the empty valley in Sichuan, the standard is moving, they are proud, they are fighting, fighting all their lives. The bright moon drummed on the city, how was the night, and the army had a high banquet.
Jianghuai vegetation, central plains fox and rabbit, first came from afar. Peng, a beggar, may just be an ordinary eagle dog.
Ask Rong Yuan if he will blow a whip to untie the arrow of Tianshan Mountain sooner or later. I followed Shang Shuai's national weapon to hunt Nanyang, and made an article with Zhong Ze and Zhong Ze.
Young Tiger Shooting Hero, commanding Red Feather Thousand Troops, careless. With golden bells hanging from their heads and gorgeous bibs, thousands of riders follow the vast plains and run like meteors and lightning.
There was no way for the birds to escape, and the horses ran wildly in the dense fog and formed a long queue. Look at the silent valley, flying with flags and full of ambition, as if it were a victory in my life.
The bright moon hangs high on the city platform, and the gongs and drums are far away. What are you doing in the camp at night? The general who returned home with a full load gave a banquet in Gaotang. The vegetation in the Jianghuai area and the foxes and rabbits in the Central Plains, on hearing the prestige, gave up without a fight.
Han Xin and Peng Yue, who have made outstanding contributions, are just eagles and dogs driven away by people. When will Shang Shuai ride his horse and whip, and three arrows will set Tianshan Mountain?
3. Zhu Qin, the wrong Shu string in the DPRK, is irrelevant: Nalanxing's Shu string, Zhu Qin, is irrelevant, covering the clouds all day long. Cherish the light feathers and retreat the powder, and the weak floc thinks it is flat.
The east wind is eventful, and the residual cold blows away, slightly warming up. Look at a curtain of red rain, for whom to tie the flower bell.
The touching sound of the harp can't touch my feelings, and I am injured with a mica screen all day. I have secretly pitied the butterfly for losing its powder, and I am even more dissatisfied with the weak catkins floating in the water and turning into duckweeds.
The spring breeze in eventful autumn blew away the residual cold and made it warm and intoxicating. Outside the curtain, red petals fall in succession. Who else can you tie the flower bell for? 4, Zhou Song, see the pre-Qin dynasty: anonymous, see the gentleman, and seek the chapter.
Yang Yang, Longqi, the epicenter of the clock. The cymbal skin has light.
See Zhao Kao rate, reward it with filial piety. Live by eyebrows, always keep and think of the emperor.
Fierce words make the people prosperous, bless them more, and capture the city with pure land. The vassal made a pilgrimage to Zhou Wang for the first time and asked Zhou Wang for new regulations.
The dragon flag fluttered in the wind and the bells jingled. The bronze ornaments on the bridle are shining, and the beautiful ornaments are shining.
Pay homage to the spirit of the late king and ask God to enjoy the filial sacrifice. Pray for a long life, health and happiness.
Civil and military officials are all princes and princes, and the late king gave you many blessings to make your career brilliant forever. 5. Lin Jiangxian personally made an appointment last night: Nalan Xingde personally made an appointment last night, and Yancheng Yulu stayed for three nights.
A crescent moon and a few sparse stars. It's still late at night and people are still watching the lights.
Originally, Qu tang style shielded each other, which made people hate others. It is quiet outside.
Several heartbroken places, wind-driven flower bells. Last night, I made an appointment with my lover to meet at midnight.
The leaky pot on the rostrum shows that it is midnight. There is a crescent moon in the sky with several stars.
The night is coming to an end, and she is still waiting. It's quiet, only the mouse has been watching under the lamp.
He must have been delayed by something. I really shouldn't hate him for breaking his promise. There was silence outside the small railing, and no one came. Only a few gentle winds are blowing the flower bell, reminding her how lonely it is to wait alone, which can only increase her sadness.
3. A Buddhist retreat behind the Broken Mountain Temple is an ancient poem about the temple, usually built in the Tang Dynasty, near the old temple on a pure morning, where 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. 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 the years in the middle of the hall, 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, 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 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 Buddhism, so have I. 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.
4. 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!
5. 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 treetops are lit with dawn.
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: Spring Tour of Qiantang Lake Content: Gushan Temple is north-west of Jiating, and the water level is low.
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 Lumen 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 a holy land and can only be built by 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.