Buddhist poetry

1. Poems about Buddhism 1, Bodhi of Tang Huineng.

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

There is no tree in the bodhi tree, and the bright mirror is not a table. Buddha's nature is always pure, where can there be dust?

2. Tang Huineng's Bodhi

Bodhi is just looking for the heart. Why should he go outside to look for profound Buddhist thoughts? Practice yourself, and the paradise is just around the corner!

Bodhi only wants to come from the heart, so why bother to seek mysterious Buddhist thoughts from the outside world? Practice yourself in this way, and heaven is just around the corner!

3. The Shepherd Boy by Tang Luyan

The grass shop is six or seven miles away from the field, and the flute makes the night wind three or four times. Come back from a full meal at dusk and lie in the moonlight without taking off your hemp fiber.

The vast grassland is like being laid on the ground, and there are grasslands everywhere. The intermittent melodious flute of the shepherd boy was faintly heard in the evening breeze. After dinner, at sunset, the shepherd boy came back from the pasture. He didn't even take off his hemp fiber, but just lay on the grass and looked at the full moon in the sky.

4. Tang Bai Juyi's flowers are not flowers.

Say it's flowers, not flowers, say it's fog? Not fog. It came in the middle of the night and left at dawn. When did a short and beautiful spring dream come? When they leave, they are like clouds in the morning.

Say it's a flower, not a flower, say it's fog, not fog. Come at midnight and leave at dawn. It seems like a short and beautiful spring dream when you come? Gone like a morning cloud, nowhere to be found.

5. Song Daoqian's "oral quatrains"

Send a message to my gentle and graceful mother in Dongshan, so as not to annoy the king. Zen has been stained with mud and is not crazy about the spring breeze.

The gentle and graceful girl in Dongshan always likes to disturb Wang Xiang with her dreams. Zen has become a cloudy catkin, and will not go crazy with the spring breeze again.

Extended data:

Buddhism has a history of more than 2,500 years. It was founded by Gautama Siddharta, the prince of the ancient Indian kingdom of Kapilovi (now Nepal) (see Buddha's birthday). Western countries generally believe that Buddhism originated in India, and India is actually trying to shape the image of a "Buddhist holy land".

This has caused many people to have the illusion that the Buddha was born in India, which has always made the Nepalese people dissatisfied. Buddhism is also one of the three major religions in the world. Buddha means "awakening". Buddha is also known as Tathagata, repentance, enlightenment, clear behavior, good death, worldly solution, supreme teacher, mediator, teacher of heaven and man, and Buddha. Buddhism attaches importance to the progress and consciousness of human mind and morality.

The purpose of practicing Buddhism is to discover the truth of life and the universe according to Siddhartha's practice method, and finally transcend life and death and suffering, cut off all troubles and get relief.

The new name of the Buddha is S. Gautama, P. Gotama), and the old name is Gotama; Because he belongs to the Sakyamuni family, people also call him Sakyamuni.

References:

Baidu Zen Poetry Encyclopedia

There are too many poems about Buddhism.

Appreciation of Classic Zen Poems The Bodhi Tree of Five-character Zen Poems is like a mirror. Wipe it frequently to prevent it from accumulating dust.

Bodhi trees have no trees, and the mirror platform is not a platform. There is nothing, so there is no dust.

Dongshan Xiling is green, but it is sunny under the rain. I want to ask you more things. A pigeon gives birth to an eagle.

Draw the donkey to drink the river, blow the waves with the nose. The shoes are on the shore and the mouth is in the water.

Hoe with your bare hands and ride a buffalo on foot. People cross the bridge, but the bridge does not flow.

Open the golden lock of the chamber of secrets, walk leisurely and let go of the door. A flute without holes will blow out a phoenix cloud.

Clouds disperse, leaves return to their roots. Looking back at the smoke waves, fishing songs go far away from the village.

Stand upright and relax the moon, and the fish swim to the bottom. The scenery is occupied, and it costs nothing.

Eat when you are hungry and add clothes when you are cold. Stretch your feet to sleep when you are sleepy, and love the wind when you are hot.

The heart turns with the world, and it can be quiet when it turns. Go with the flow intellectually, no joy and no worries.

Old bamboo shoots, new flowers grow old branches. Rain urges travelers to arrive, and wind sends sails home.

From a distance, the mountains are colorful, but the water sounds silent. Spring is gone, the flowers are still there, and it is not surprising that people come.

Playing drums and pipa, knowing two families. You can go to Yang Liuan, and I will stay in Dutousha.

People are idle, osmanthus flowers fall, and the night is quiet and empty. When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream.

Speaking of spring, the wind is too strong. Blow flowers with the water and turn over the fishing boat.

The fish that hit the water had a headache, and the birds that stayed in the forest were surprised. No drums at dusk, midnight show.

The cock crows at dusk and the sun shines at midnight. Xue Shizi woke up and opened his red eyes.

Yang Xiaofeng Lu 'an, apricot blossom wall in spring. In summer, Qin Yu is smooth and the pillows are cold.

The dead tree is full of leaves, and Xue Mei is withered by flowers. Beat tung into wood and dip it in snow to eat wax gourd.

The sky is quiet and cloudless, and there is a bright moon in the autumn sky. The Taoist under the forest is quiet and pleasant.

The valley is smoky and the wind sends apricot flowers. Sit quietly all day and forget everything.

Leaves are rustling and dew is hanging. Cleisthenes, running to the cloud goose, sadly holding the cicada in the tree.

When the soul moves, I walk alone, in the beauty that belongs to me only. Sometimes go to the end of the water to seek the source, or sit and watch the ever-changing clouds rise.

My heart is like an autumn moon, and the blue pool water is clear and bright. There is nothing like Aaron to teach me how to say it! The clay idol does not cross the water, but God shines on the world.

Who doesn't fake if the snow doesn't rest? Seven-character Zen poetry has nothing to comment on. It smells delicious. Get up with tea and hunger, you can watch running water and sit and watch clouds.

Reach into the field with green seedlings and lower your head to see the water in the sky. Physical and mental purity is the way, and retrogression is the way forward.

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.

I've been looking for spring, but I can't see it. Mango shoes have broken through the clouds. When I came back, I smiled and sniffed the plum blossoms. Spring has come to the branches.

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.

The golden duck incense burner is beautiful and indulged in music. Only beautiful women know about the affairs of adolescence.

The beauty didn't bother to comb her hair when she slept, so she rested with a golden hairpin. On the whole, his muscles and bones are good and romantic, and there is no red powder.

On the 28th, the beauty embroidered late, and the bauhinia bloomed with orioles. When the pointer stopped talking, pity hurt the spring.

Yinger sings in warm spring, and people smile at ordinary times. A few fallen flowers went with the water, and a flute came out of the cloud.

Listening to the cool breeze around the cave stream, I gradually saw the autumn rush into the micro. The fisherman breaks the Xiangjiang River, and the firewood father steps on the pine nuts to return.

When teacher Xihe heard of Kyushu, he was covered in golden hair and animals. A roar, the world is quiet, and all corners of the country are kings.

Dead trees and flowers rob foreign spring, but riding a jade elephant instead of riding a unicorn. Now it is high and hidden away from the Thousand Peaks, and the moon is bright and the wind is clear.

In Vientiane, only people want to be relatives. Looking for it on the road in the past is like looking for ice in the fire today.

The fallen leaves go with the running water, and the spring breeze does not bloom. Qingshan's face is still there, and the sun is shining.

Smoke warms the soil and pastes the farmers, and a plough of new rain breaks the spring ploughing. The suburbs are endless, and weeds and idle flowers are second to none.

I advise you to stop annoying and call it a normal turn. Indifference is completely tasteless, and once it is lifted, it is new.

Bai Yunfei, outside Qingshan Gate, attracts guests with green water. Don't blame me for sitting here often to persuade you to drink. I have seen you since I left you.

On both sides of the river, reeds float on boats, and the midnight breeze is like a hook. Thousands of feet didn't throw it, even though it was Xiujiashan.

The world is full of turmoil, and it hurts to meet you once. Where the water falls, it is the spring at the mouth of the cave.

A few times I got wet and dragged my back. My old heart was lonely and I didn't know it. The wanderer doesn't look down in the air, but a stream of water falls with it.

A heavy mountain has heavy clouds, and the end of the world has turned bitter. Mo Yi came back and sat in the house, and the fallen flowers sang like birds in spring.

The wind is rustling, the trees are flying and the geese are not coming. No one played the song "The Return of the Native", which made me clap my hands and hesitate.

When all the creatures outside are clear, the cow plays the bamboo flute sideways. A song from the secluded mountain to the green, this situation is not known by Baiyun.

The beauty of ice and snow is the strangest. She often blows Yu Di to people. The music is infinitely charming, and it is the first one created by Xu alone.

Last year, don't leave me on the beach, but today I met you at the seaside. Seeing each other late, I was speechless, crying, and the birds were still in spring.

The dirt and dust, the flower street and the willow lane are cheerful and true. The golden rooster sings the dream of Xiao Qionglou, and a tree blooms in spring.

Jin Lin tried to swallow the boat through the net and kept going upstream. However, it was lured by fishermen and drifted with the waves.

Near Taoyuan, the scenery is quiet, and a pot of bright moon is like autumn. The mouth of the cave reflects the sunset in spring, and countless Hong Ying chase the running water.

Deep in the blue waves, the fisherman was exhausted in the erbium-throwing cable. I don't know where I am in the Crystal Palace under the cool breeze and bright moon.

The east street is smoky and green, and the west lane is peach blossom red. Look around, see enough, and pay a little spring breeze.

Mountain flowers are like spring brocade, and streams are like blue Zhan Ran. Walking into the depths of white clouds, you should know that God never shuts one door but he opens another.

Mountain flowers are like brocade and water is like blue, which highlights Gan Kun without showing his face. I stepped across the road by Wuling stream, and the spring scenery in the cave was different.

No flowers before the rain, no flowers after the rain. Hu Die has climbed over the wall, and I don't know whose spring scenery will fall.

A 100-foot pole does not move, although what you get is not true. We must work hard to make progress, and the boundary of ten parties is the whole body.

Knock down the Yellow Crane Tower with one punch and overturn Nautilus Island with another. Add a good mood when you are in a good mood, and add a good mood when you are in a bad mood.

Dong Jian water flows west, Nanshan Yun Qi Beishan cloud. See you backstage at the front desk, and the bell will ring at the upper boundary and the lower boundary.

Knowing that it is unintentional, the eight winds are urgent. There is wind, there is no place for me, and there is no boat.

Clouds and winds are light, and the sky is like water, and the bright moon flows all over the world. Ashamed of the cowboy's infatuation with the old man, his heart is still at the head of the magpie bridge.

The rain washes the red peach calyx tender, and the wind shakes the willow lightly. Strange stones are exposed in white clouds, and ancient trees are clear in green water.

Rain and dew are on the troubled sea, and clouds and thunder are in the mountains of ignorance. The charcoal in the iron pot is blown out, and the sword tree is drunk and makes it rush.

In the late spring, the white cows were not idle, and they still followed the regiment into the chaotic mountains. Pull out the loquat plow to pay off the overnight debt, and then show the tail to others.

Lotus leaves are like mirrors and water chestnuts are like cones. The wind blows away the catkin wool balls, and the rain hits the pear blossoms and butterflies.

A long life is not a boat, you have to go with the flow. Today.

3. Describe Buddhist verses. Zen guests came to ask about Buddhist teachings. I said, where did this question start?

I am me, and I am me.

Where does the water moon mirror come from?

Which is true or false, please ask Byakki Smoker.

The girl in Emei City, He Shanshan, Zhu Pei. Parrots play before the flowers, and pipa plays under the moon.

In March, the Long song rang and the short dance was watched by ten thousand people. Maybe not. Hibiscus is not cold-tolerant.

Peach blossoms want to spend the summer, and the wind and moon can't wait. No one can visit the Han people.

The flower of the morning moves down, and the old people move. The dusty place today used to be the sea.

Some people call Toona sinensis tree white sandalwood. If you learn more, you will also eat a few mud pills.

Abandoning gold and transporting grass, he is also self-sufficient Just like gathering sand in one place, it is difficult to form a group.

Even if there is a thousand-year-old iron threshold, there must be an earthen steamed bread.

The most embarrassing thing in the world is that there are three ways to commit a crime. If you don't learn dolomite, cold life is a career.

Autumn leaves in any other forest, and spring flowers in your tree. There is nothing in the three realms, and the moon and the breeze are my home.

Like a bodhi tree,

Heart is like a mirror.

Always rubbing,

Don't make dust.

Bodhi is not a tree,

The mirror becomes Taiwan Province.

There's nothing,

Where is the dust?

Buddhists have a cloud: tranquility is far-reaching.

Seeking comfort is not uncomfortable, comfortable and natural;

If you realize Tathagata, you want to be Tathagata. If you are not Tathagata, you are Tathagata.

4. The most classic sentence about Buddhism is: 1, there is no Amitabha in the south-equivalent to my God in the west! 2, color is empty, empty is color-but not many people know the true meaning of this sentence. 3. If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell-this sentence by the Tibetan King and Bodhisattva is a classic. 4. Prajna Paramita-Buddhist wisdom is condensed into five words. 5, put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha-who knows? 6. Bodhi has no trees, and the mirror is not a stage. There was nothing. Where did the dust come from? Master Huineng's monologue is classic 7, which cannot be said. Needless to say, the Tao can be said that the extraordinary Tao is 8, a flower is the world, and a leaf is Bodhi. Buddhist cosmology is 9, huh? That's how I see it-the melody of the Buddha at the end of the Diamond Sutra is very artistic. Hua Yan Jing takes ten as the perfect number. These ten sentences should be familiar to many people. Master P.S. Huineng has another saying, but it is often criticized by some ignorant people, and he puts forward separately: it is not the wind, it is not the movement, but the benevolent moves.

5. Poems about Buddhists are given to Monk Qin.

Too old to pronounce, the moon is loose and the night is cold.

Sad wind and water whimper a lot, but they don't listen to the voice of hope and don't play. -Snow sinus reappears

Send a monk to Jinling.

Winning the swim gives birth to the last trace, which is self-defeating Roll up cold wood and set sail to send clouds.

The flowers in the vase are painted outside, listening to the sound of the waves in the afternoon. Farewell to Shicheng Mingyue, Yi Yi is far away. -Snow sinus reappears

Send it to the rooftop meditation in Bao Yue.

Spring breeze blows away the seamount clouds, so don't leave your neighbors alone at night.

There is no moon in the stone bridge, and I don't know who the moon is. -Snow sinus reappears

Forget it.

Fang Chun doesn't want to come to Zhu Xia. The cicadas and shadows in autumn are inclined.

At night, there was a strong wind in Chai Feili, and the ground was covered with frost and fallen leaves. -throw your son to Yiqing.

The son praises and answers that the full moon is not round.

Yuanque once asked the old man that a stone turtle bites the breeze.

How to cross the wooden horse pond and get out of the sun at midnight? -throw your son to Yiqing.

Baiyun and I know each other best.

Baiyun knows me best. If he lives in the mountains, he will follow me.

Early invasion and wind talk, late to protect Chai Fei. -Zhan Ran Yuancheng.

Plum blossoms are blooming in the snow.

Plum blossoms bloom in the snow, and the fragrance comes at night.

A man was sitting in front of electro luminescent when his nostrils burst. -Hanshan Deqing

Half window pine shadow and half window moon

Half-window pine shadow and half-window moon, a futon and a monk,

After sitting cross-legged in the middle of the night, the moth put out the Buddha lamp. -Wu Shi Qing Liao

Hanshan Deqing

The bottom is clearly at the bow, so don't ask.

But if you can shine at the corner, don't be trapped by dust, master.

Praise the common heart is the way.

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. -There is no door to open

Hanshan

Because the music is dull, there are many wild things in the cave, often accompanied by white clouds.

If there is a road that is not connected with the world, who can climb it without a heart? Sitting alone in the stone bed at night, the moon is full in the cold mountains.

Good bird knows what I mean.

At noon, the book in front of the window is heavy, knocking on the emptiness in my heart.

Good bird knows what I mean and cries incisively and vividly. -Have a good rest and remain modest

Look at the flowing water and sit and watch the clouds.

There is nothing to comment on when you are free, but you can smell it when you are fragrant.

Get up with tea and hunger, you can watch running water and sit and watch clouds. Buddhist nun's desire.

live in a mountain

The foothills of the forest are covered with thatched cottages. They are called homes. The breeze breaks the dream, and the stream is quiet.

Spring flowers are still charming, and autumn leaves are not sparse. The night is infinite, Dongling was born in the month. -Danxia Zichun

unify

Nie Luda (Chile)

All the leaves are this piece.

All flowers are this one.

Change is a lie.

Because all fruits are the same.

All trees are nothing more than one.

The whole earth is a flower.

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Five ancestors worship Buddha

The body is a bodhi tree, and the body is like a mirror.

Sweep the Buddha from time to time, where does the dust come from?

Six ancestors worshipped Buddha

Bodhi has no trees, and the mirror is not a stage.

Nothing. What caused the dust?

Crossing the Kongtong Mountain

Chisel through the root of the cloud. Zen is far away in the blue sky. Rocks that penetrate snow are cold. When the moon comes, the Zen heart is empty.

It's too old to seal cigarettes with stones. Sunset pours in the rain. Monks don't remember human affairs. It is said that there is wind in the wind.

Mount Wutai

Famous mountains are better than the sky. Wan Bodhisattva lives in five stops. A thousand-year-old monk settled in the snow. A lucky cloud □ the first time.

Strange world of gold and cool. Music is also full of wisdom. How much is before and after three? Like the teacher's movements, don't come.

Erhai night park

I haven't traveled to sea for several years. Take a boat by wind tonight. Like an arrow piercing a huge wave. Such as frost and bright moon reflecting high autumn.

The bells of temples in Sui and Tang Dynasties were intermittent. Fisherman sings canglang ludizhou. I want to ask about the war of the former dynasty. I'm afraid I'll be scared to death.

Ji Miao Yan is a psychic.

Let people say their names at the age of 18. I know I am stationed in Hangzhou. Twenty-year-old cool music book. The thoughts of the two places are increasing.

Zen friends are the boss. Separate management fee. When shall we get together again in Torringi? Re-evaluate poetry seriously.

Plums bloom on the second day of winter solstice.

How many cycles are there in heaven? One yang comes first, then three talents. Plum blossoms spread letters from person to person very early. When the pipeline was closed, the flying piano was broken.

You know, Yin has passed by. Zhan Yun can decide the future of Thailand. It's so quiet outdoors. Pre-release of the unique Zen Weng

Night talk of people in Huxi, Xiamen

The stream is connected with the sea, and the air drives the void. A cliff path leads to. The mountain is heavy. In the picture. I am in the fog.

Quiet Lujiang Moon, covered with white. Snow-capped maple trees are red with frost. It feels more popular and elegant. You can't finish making tea.

6. What are the ancient poems describing Buddhism? 1. "Rock" Tang Dynasty: Han Yu.

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

When I climbed the steps of the temple and sat down, there was a field soaked in rain. The rain made the branches and leaves of banana rough and the mountain was more beautiful.

Monks told me that the ancient city walls were magnificent, lit by torches and looked sticky.

Make my bed and prepare rice soup. The food is rough, but it is enough to fill my stomach.

It's late at night, sleep quietly, the white stopped rumbling, the moon climbed the mountain, and the brightness entered the doors and windows.

At dawn, I left alone, unable to see the way in and out of the fog, and I groped my way up and down.

The mountains are bright red, Jianshui River is green, shiny and watery, and pine and oak trees are dense and lush.

I met a stream on the road, stepped barefoot at the foot of a stone, and the sound of running water blew up my clothes.

Life can be like this, and you should be happy. Why should you be bound, just like a halter is put on a halter?

Why, how can I go back to my hometown when I am old?

2. Interview with Miao Yu Qi Hongmei Qing: Cao Xueqin

The wine has not been opened, and the sentence has not been cut. Looking for spring and wax to Penglai.

I don't want a gentleman's bottle of dew, I just want the beauty of a widow.

After China's entry into WTO, red snow and cold snow are adopted, and purple clouds are cut with dust fragrance.

If you care about poetry and thin shoulders, your clothes are still covered with Buddha moss.

3, "Zhou Song Jing Zhi" Pre-Qin: Anonymous

It must be remembered that heaven is in the dark, and the fate of heaven cannot be changed.

Hugh said that the sky was high and the wise men and wise men went down to the court, all the time, in autumn.

Although I was young when I became king, I was wary of wisdom.

After a long day, I study hard, and I continue to study when I am tired.

On the day of success, the knowledge accumulated into light, and the courtiers supported my great task and showed me the virtue of governing the country.

4. "Huanxisha Broken Leaves Filled with Ice" Qing: Nalan Xingde

The fallen leaves are full of ice, and the dreams in the evening still shine on the short pavilion. After the temple was abandoned, it lost its title.

Leaning on horses, inscriptions, cockfighting, dialing Buddha headlights, clearing dust and giving gifts.

5, "Cloud Tour" Ming Dynasty: Really

Thousands of feet wander above, and the cloud lives in a desolate place.

The autumn wind is cold outside Zhaozhou, and the jathyapple of Fo Yin Bridge is cool.

Tang and Song Dynasties have ancient inscriptions, and Su Man is covered with green moss.

The most pitiful and cleanest place is Jinxian, returning to be a rich man and releasing pasture.