A famous poem or epigram about The Story of the Stone?

A thousand hammers cut deep mountains,

When the fire started, it was idle.

I'm not afraid of being smashed to pieces,

Leave your innocence in the world.

Zhushi-Zheng Xie

Adhere to the castle peak and not relax,

The roots were originally in the broken rocks.

Hard work and perseverance,

East, west, north and south winds.

Mountaineering trail-Dumu

The stone road winds to the cliff in the distance.

There are people in the depths of white clouds.

I stopped the carriage and was fascinated by Fenglin.

The frosty autumn leaves are redder than the flowers in February.

The Book of Songs, The Stone of Gradually.

Gradually, the stone is high and the mountains and rivers are far away, which is difficult to maintain.

The soldiers marched eastward, not the dynasty.

Gradually, the stone will die and the mountains and rivers will be far away.

The soldiers marched eastward, but they didn't go out.

There is a white dragonfly, which is involved in the waves. The moon is far from the finish line, which makes it urgent.

If a soldier goes to the East, he won't become an emperor.

Wang Fuji Wang Jian

Where I am waiting for my husband, the river is surging. A woman turned to stone and never looked back.

After days of rain, pedestrians return to stone.

Yang Sheng blue and white purple stone inkstone

Duanzhou stone carving is as clever as a god, sharpening the knife to cut Ziyun.

Servant holding a lip full of water, secretly spilled Changhong cold blood.

The gauze curtain warms the spring flowers in the daytime and gently moistens the musk deer.

Dry and tired, thin and heavy, standing on your feet evenly, you will faint for several inches.

Circle promotes quiet new voice, and Kong Yanguang is stubborn!

Qingshi Baijuyi

Bluestone comes from Lantian Mountain.

Transport it to Chang 'an by car.

What does the worker want to do?

Si Tong can't speak for me.

I don't want to do Shinto at somebody else's grave,

The name of the grave died before it was dried.

I don't want to be a monument to virtue and politics next to the official road.

No records, no words.

I would like to be a monument to the Duan family,

Sculpting Qiu and Taishi.

Carve these two pieces of faithfulness,

The two of them are loyal and brave.

If Shiyi doesn't change,

Celebrities don't move on anniversaries.

If Guan Fen strikes Zhu Qiri,

It seems that when you are angry and fierce.

Each one is engraved on it,

The mountain is one foot high and the water sinks ten feet.

Although Guling moved to the monument alone,

Ossification is immortal.

An unfaithful priest,

Look at the monument and change the festival to respect others.

Desiring to be human,

Advise this gentleman.

Shuangshi Baijuyi

There are two stones, strange and ugly.

Commonly used incomparable, people don't take it.

The knot begins with the embryo and ends at the mouth of Dongting.

Always stay in the waterfront, once in my hands.

Come to the county to wash away the dirt.

The hole is deep in black smoke and thick in moss.

The old dumplings are flat, with Gu Jian as the head.

Suddenly I suspect that the sky is falling, unlike this world.

One can crumble, and the other can store my wine.

The steep mountain is several feet high, and the depression can accommodate a fight.

Five strings are on its left, and a cup is on its right.

Depression is not empty, and Yushan has been depressed for a long time.

Everyone has his own hobbies and wants his spouse for everything.

I'm afraid of juvenile court. I can't afford to get old.

Ask Shuangshi later, can you accompany me?

Although stone can't talk, it makes me three friends.

Taihu Bai Shi ju yi

It's strange to look at doddering from a distance.

Only eight or nine feet tall, if you're looking for it.

Embedded in Huayang Cave, overlapping Kuangshan Cen.

Cactus is wide and sword door is deep.

The crown is ancient in shape and clear in color.

It rustles before autumn, and it will rain first.

Tian Zi thinks that it is different, and it is not in the place where it is used.

Sharpening a knife is not as good as sharpening it, and reeling it is not as good as anvil.

The master's will is as heavy as gold.

The creator of Iraq can only know my heart.

The following is a poem containing "stone":

The rapids buzzed on the piled rocks, but the light dimmed among the dense pine trees.

You must collect firewood at Jiandi and cook some poor food when you come back.

I plow in the morning, turn over the grass with dew, and tie a fishing boat at night to break the quiet stream.

A silver stream flows down from three stone bridges and you can see a huge tripod waterfall.

Countless peaks and more valleys, there is no road, flowers tempt me, and rocks relax me. The day suddenly ended.

The stone gate is broken and ventilated in the deep pit of heaven.

That head is down, following the wind, despite the gray grass, the Tatar horse is plump.

Next to the Great Prime Minister's Temple, stands a Cooper with a green bronze trunk and a stone root.

The towering and steep rocks, narrow mountain roads like sheep intestines, and the dusk when bats are flying come to this temple.

I walked barefoot on pebbles in the rushing water. Its ripples purified my ears, and the breeze blew my clothes.

He often handed me this tracing picture, which was taken from the stone drum and begged me to write a poem on it.

Du Fu is gone. Li Bai is dead. What can my poor talent do for Shigu? !

But, alas, my voice, in my song of stone drums, became a pleading voice choked by my own tears!

Shiyu Lake is like Dongting Lake, and Junshan is full of spring in summer.

It was once broken by an earthquake, and some brave people lost it, only completing the stone steps leading to heaven.

The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks.

The mountain is high and the moon is small, and the truth comes out.

Nu Wa tried to make up the sky by refining stones, and the autumn rain broke ground.

Once lonely and sleepless, I missed candles; But I haven't heard from you until the pomegranate blossoms.

A high bridge appeared on the clouds and asked the fishing boats in the rocks.

The towering and steep rocks, narrow mountain roads like sheep intestines, and the dusk when bats are flying come to this temple.

In the distance, there are cold mountains, oblique stone paths and people in the depths of white clouds.