A poem about seeking purity in Buddhism

1. What poems describe "purity"? 1. Building a house is under human conditions, but there are no chariots and horses. -Tao Yuanming's drinking.

Interpretation: I live in a place where people live together, but there is no disturbance and noise of secular communication.

2. It's cool and breezy in Xu Lai, but it's calm. -Su Shi's "Former Red Cliff Fu"

Interpretation: The breeze is blowing slowly, and there is no ripple on the water surface.

If you stay in the cage for a long time, you can return to nature. -Tao Yuanming's Return to the Garden

Interpretation: I have been trapped in a cage for a long time, and now I can finally return to nature.

Looking back at the bleak land, rain or shine. -Su Shi's Ding Fengbo

Interpretation: Looking back, the place where I came in the rain was a depression. When I came back, it was calm and there was no rain or shine.

The weather is getting better every day, and the birds are back. -Tao Yuanming's drinking.

Interpretation: In the twilight, colorful fog fills the air, and flocks of birds return to the embrace of Xiangyuan Mountain.

6. Pick chrysanthemums under the east fence and see Nanshan leisurely. -Tao Yuanming's drinking.

Commentary: When I was picking chrysanthemums under the East Wall, I was in a wandering mood and suddenly looked up and saw the wonderful scenery of Nanshan.

The poem "I live in seclusion in Zhongnanshan" expresses purity.

Author: Wang Wei

My middle-aged heart found its way, and I came to live at the foot of this mountain. Come and go alone, in beauty, that is everything to me.

I will walk until the river blocks my way, then sit down and watch the clouds rising in Ran Ran, and one day I will meet an old woodcutter, laughing and never coming back.

1, facing the sea, spring blossoms.

2. Build a house under human conditions without the noise of horses and chariots.

3. Nothing is difficult in the world, only if you put your mind to it. 4, Xu Lai breeze, water waves rippling. A poem describing inner peace. 5. If you stay in a cage for a long time, you will return to nature. 6, the wood is thriving, and the spring is blooming. 7. Look at the strange writing and analyze the doubts. 8, a cold leaf, accompanied by the autumn wind fell into the pool, a little ripple, calm. 9. Looking back at the bleak land, rain or shine. 10, the mind has no material desires, that is, the autumn sky is the sea; Sitting with a piano book, you will become a stone house Dan Qiu. 、

12. It's cool in summer and lying in the shade. 13, the mountains are getting better and better, and the birds are on their way home. 14, it's hard to get up in the morning if you don't come back in your prime. 15, the number of peaks is bitter, and it rains in Shang Lue. 16 I leaned alone in the dense bamboo, playing the pipa and humming a song. It's too light for anyone to hear, except my partner, Mingyue. 17, only the breeze on the river and the bright moon in the mountains are heard by the ears and colored by the eyes. 18, under the east fence of chrysanthemum picking, leisurely see Nanshan. 19. Go to Ma Rufei to enjoy flowers, and go to Ma Rufei to enjoy flowers. When the wine is weak, it is dusk when you wake up, and it is dusk when you wake up.

3. Who knows better poems about Buddhism? A world in a sand and a bodhi tree.

Bodhi trees have no trees, and the mirror platform is not a platform. Buddha's nature is always pure, where can there be dust?

A wonderful poem.

As a bodhi tree, my heart is like a mirror;

Wipe frequently, and don't create dust.

Six ancestors' demonstration poems

Bodhi has no trees, and it is not a stage in the mirror;

There is nothing, so there is no dust.

God is like an enlightened poem.

Wherever you go, you get to your hometown;

What has become a reality, why think about it.

Yan Wen's Poems

Gold powder enters the eye, and the bead method produces dust;

His spirit is not heavy, who is the Buddha?

An Fenan's Enlightenment Poems.

What I have been worried about for several years has been asking all parties.

At this time, the liver and gallbladder were broken, and a river servant came.

Schumann's ingenious poems

Ling Bo in the aviary is as muscular as snow, holding a poem of red leaves;

I also shed a bowl of heartless tears, and I hate to be embarrassed if I don't meet.

A poem of God praising bees and throwing them at the window.

An empty door refuses to go out, and it is foolish to throw a window;

A hundred years of drilling old paper, when that day comes.

Cheng Hao wrote a poem about Huainan Temple.

Go to the north to rest, white grass blows out of Chu Jiangqiu;

The Taoist priest is not sad about autumn, but the mountain is relatively sad at night.

Huihongshi

The depression in the mountain county is released early, and the lotus pond flowers are ownerless;

Smoke rises at the fork in the road, and there are one or two white tiles and green flags.

Hanshan poetry

It is the fire in the heart, which can burn Kutokuhayashi.

If you want to follow the path of Bodhisattva, you must endure humiliation and protect your heart.

Liu Changqing sent Che Ling poems.

From the temple, in the depths of bamboo, came the low sound of evening bells;

The sunset with a hat gradually returned to Qingshan.

Endless Tibetan poems smell plum blossoms

Looking for spring all the time, I can't see it, and my shoes are all over the hill;

When I came back, I smelled the fragrance of plum blossoms. Spring has come to the branches.

Pick up poetry

Have you noticed,

There are disturbances in the three realms, only for ignorance.

One thought does not give birth to a clear mind, and there is no going, no coming, no life and no death.

Moral poem of Decheng boathouse

Thousands of feet silk is vertical and moves with the waves;

Shui Han fish don't eat in the quiet night, and the boat is full and empty.

Wu Shishan jushi

Everything in the world sleeps and melts at the sight of knowledge;

Idle ears are useless, sitting in the morning chicken and dusk bell.

Sun Yi's Three Poems of Qiao Feng

When the white head returns to the dream, the green hill will not change its old appearance;

The moon sets at the temple near the bridge, and the pillow still smells midnight.

Ice freezes in flames, and Huayang flies in September.

The mud cow growls at the water, and the wooden horse hisses at the wind.

Lingyun Qin Zhi's Enlightenment Poems

Looking for a swordsman for thirty years, I was down and out several times.

I have never doubted the peach blossom since I saw it.

Five ancestors performed enlightenment poems.

There is an open field in front of the mountain, and the fork hand urges Zu Weng;

I sold it several times and bought it myself, which attracted the pity of the breeze.

Poems by Mo Mei in dupu, Xuzhou

I often think of Chu Shi's home in the West Lake. The branches are sparse and cold.

It's a temporary thing when you're free, but you don't owe flowers.

Jue Haifa's Buddhist nun's enlightenment poems.

Peach blossoms bloom on the rocks. Where do these flowers come from?

Ganoderma lucidum looked back and jumped three sets.

Hanshan's poems about my heart

My heart is like an autumn moon, and the blue pool water is clear and bright.

List things like Aaron and teach me how to say it.

Liu Changqing sent a poem to the master.

Can floating clouds and storks become tenants of our world? ?

Or are you still living in Wazhou Mountain now that everyone is here? !

Wang Fanzhi, I have poems.

I have a convenience, worth a hundred horses.

Long and weak, you will not enter the county until you die.

Annantai's meditation poems

Sitting quietly in Nantai, I forgot all day.

It's not wishful thinking. It's all about nothing to discuss.

Wuxinshi

Six ancestors had no husband, and thousands of people were confused by their books.

Obviously, someone broke his word, but he was given a charity bowl by his family.

Liaoyuan poetry

There are two kinds of spring breeze on a tree, the south branch is warm and the north branch is cold.

A while ago, I came to the west, one flew west and the other flew east.

Hanshan poetry

The sword is bright in the spring, and the moonlight is white in the cold mountain.

Knowing God in silence is self-evident, and observing the empty environment is more than silence.

Poems of Zen master in Baiyun section

White clouds roll back and forth on the ridge, and the bright moon returns from the horizon.

I bowed my head and walked under the eaves, so I smiled a few times.

Hanshan zhongxingshi

The stars are lined with night beads, and the lonely moon is not healed.

It is my heart that hangs in the sky without polishing its luster.

4. There are many poems about Buddhist scriptures in the Six Ancestors Tanjing:

"You are a bodhi tree, and your heart is like a mirror. Always wipe, don't get dust. "

"Bodhi has no trees, and the mirror is not Taiwan. There is nothing in the original, where is the dust? "

It makes sense, the heart is as bright as the sun, and the emptiness is only seen in the evil.

The law is slow to be implemented, and there are late diseases. This is the only way to see sex, and a fool can't know it.

In other words, although they are all reasonable, they are still a kind of worry. A bright future is often needed in a dark house.

E Lai is worried, and when disaster comes, it will be removed, so there is no need to be pure.

Bodhi starts from the heart, that is, empty and clean, but there are no three obstacles.

If the world practices everything, it might as well always see that it is equal to Tao.

Color has its own way. It doesn't matter if you say goodbye again. Find a way.

Bobo has been regretting seeing the truth all his life, and doing the right thing is the way.

Self-control, no way, no mind, no way, if the real monk has never seen the world.

If you see a person go wrong, he is wrong, I am wrong, I am wrong, I have my own.

But I really don't care about getting rid of troubles, breaking hatred and stretching my feet.

If you want to imitate others, you must have convenience. Don't let them doubt that it is yourself.

Buddhism can't live without the world, and Kubote is like begging for a rabbit's horn.

Seeing the birth of Jaken, the evil in the world is beating Bodhi nature.

This eulogy, for the fans of Dunjiao, that is, Dafa Ship, is a moment.

"Why bother to keep the precepts? Why do you practice Zen when you are straight?

Grace is a foster parent, and righteousness is pity.

Let us be humble and harmonious, and forbearance is a silent evil.

If you can lock the wood to make a fire, red-violet will definitely be born in the mud.

Bitterness is a good medicine, but mean words are good words.

It is wise to mend one's ways, but it is not virtuous to protect one's shortcomings.

You can't do it every day by paying money.

Bodhi only sees from the heart, why bother to seek metaphysics?

I heard that according to this practice, Heaven is only in sight. "

There is no end to giving, and three evils are created in the heart;

It is proposed that the crime of blessing should be eliminated, and the crime of blessing for future generations is still there.

But apart from the sin in my heart, I really repent my nature;

It suddenly dawned on me that Mahayana really repented, except for evil deeds, all of them were innocent.

Learning Tao is often based on the concept of self-nature, that is, the same level as Buddhism.

My ancestors only passed this law, and they all wanted to see the same sex;

If you want to find a dharma body, you have to wash it off.

Try to see yourself clearly, and then forget for a lifetime;

If you realize Mahayana, you can see sex. Devotion, reverence, folded hands, praying. "'

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5. What poems express purity? 1. We looked at the green trees around your village and the pale blue of the distant mountains. -Tang Dynasty: Meng Haoran's Passing Old People's Village

Interpretation: Castle Peak surrounds the village, and Castle Peak spans the city.

2. My mother-in-law called a silkworm bath and watched gardenias in the atrium. -Tang Dynasty: Rain in the Mountain Village by Wang Jian

Interpretation: mother-in-law and daughter-in-law call each other to choose silkworm eggs together. Only gardenias are in bloom, swaying in the courtyard alone.

The mountain is cold and blue now, and the autumn water has been flowing for a day. —— Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei's "A Letter to Pei Di from Wangchuan's Other Business".

Interpretation: Hanshan has become particularly gloomy and gloomy, and autumn water slowly flows to the distance day by day.

4. The eaves are low and the streams are covered with green grass. -Song: Xin Qiji's "Qingpingle Village Residence"

Interpretation: The eaves of the thatched cottage are low and small, and the streams are lush.

5. We sing to the tune of the pine wind; When the stars set, we finished singing our song. —— Tang Dynasty: A kind pillow and a kind bowl from Zhongnanshan to Li Bai Hu Si.

Interpretation: Singing the tune of the wind, the stars in the Milky Way are already scarce.

6. If you stay in a cage for a long time, you will return to nature. -Wei and Jin Dynasties: Tao Yuanming returned to the garden.

Interpretation: I have been trapped in a cage for a long time, and now I can finally return to nature.

7. Pick chrysanthemums under the east fence and see Nanshan leisurely. -Wei and Jin Dynasties: Tao Yuanming's drinking.

Commentary: When I was picking chrysanthemums under the East Wall, I was in a wandering mood and suddenly looked up and saw the wonderful scenery of Nanshan.

8. The mountains are getting better and better, and the birds are back. -Wei and Jin Dynasties: Tao Yuanming's drinking.

Interpretation: In the twilight, colorful fog fills the air, and flocks of birds return to the embrace of Xiangyuan Mountain.

9. Building a house is surrounded by people, but there are no cars and horses. -Wei and Jin Dynasties: Tao Yuanming's drinking.

Interpretation: I live in a place where people live together, but there is no disturbance and noise of secular communication.

10. Let silence become a real enjoyment and live together at the age of eight thousand. -Song: Cui Dunli's Partridge Sky

8, the water is full of rice leaves, and the sun shines through the trees with low smoke. Jixu-Xinku

12, blowing horns at dusk to smell ghosts, Xiao Qing is watching geese with a pole. Chen country scenery

6. The poem about Buddhist scriptures is 1. A three-inch golden tongue changes in one day and is swallowed in one gulp. At that time, it was painful and regrettable, and no one could explain it.

Living in charity is like shooting an arrow at the void. When the strength is exhausted, the arrow still falls, which makes the afterlife unhappy.

3. All lines are impermanent.

4. The lines are normal and nothing is right; You are careless about everything, but there is no line and no line.

5. Because all beings have not reached a real realm of Buddhism, they only know all aspects of Buddhism, so they have the disease of being persistent separately.

6. Forgiving others means leaving room for manoeuvre in your mind.

7. Different fates lead to different opinions. It's normal that some people like you and some people don't. Can you influence others? Take care of your heart, don't be persistent.

8. When you are poor, you should use your body to give alms, such as sweeping the floor, sprinkling water and moving things. This is also a charity.

9. It's really like Buddha nature. This is not a universal shape. Trouble and dust. I don't think so. How can I wash it off

10, really guilty, often silent, virtuous people with heart, pure good without evil.

7. Buddhism-related poems, looking for spring all day long, not seeing spring, straw sandals break the ridge.

When I came back, I smelled the fragrance of plum blossoms. Spring has come to the branches.

Don. Endless concealment

The stream is full of long tongues, and Shan Ye is clean.

When the night comes to 84 thousand, how will you mention yourself like a man tomorrow?

Song. Su Dongpo

Look at the flowers that bloom in the morning, the trees are red, but look at the flowers that fall at night.

If you compare flowers with human things, flowers are compared with human things.

Don. Longya

There are flowers in spring, moons in autumn, cool breeze in summer and snow in winter.

If you don't mind your own business, this is a good time on earth.

Song. There is no door to open.

Water flows down the mountain unintentionally, and clouds return to the hole unintentionally.

Life is like clouds and smoke, and Cycas blooms all over the world in spring.

Song. This temple keeps quiet.

The light shines on the river and sand, and every saint contains a spirit in my family.

One thought is not born, and six desires cover the sky.

I only see willow green in spring and chrysanthemum yellow in autumn.

Brilliance is always the dream of the third night, and wealth is the same as September frost.

-Ming. Hanshan Deqing