Poems praising cows

Old cow, silently counting the spring and autumn;

The crops in the field grow vigorously, nodding step by step.

Ten cattle poems of Zen Buddhism:

Guo Anshiyuan's "Ten Niu Fu"

(1) Looking for a cow: I am busy weeding and chasing. The water is vast and the mountains are far away. I am tired and have nowhere to find it, but I listen to the maple trees singing in the evening.

(2) Look at the traces: there are many traces under the forest near the water, but the grass is far away. No matter how deep the mountain is, how can it be hidden in Liaotian's nostrils?

(3) Seeing the sound of Niu Jiao orioles on the branches, the warm wind and the willow blue on the shore, there is nowhere to avoid, and it is difficult to draw a dense head.

(4) Get the cow: I tried my best to get the canal, but my heart was strong and I couldn't get rid of it. Sometimes I go to the plateau and live in the depths of the clouds.

(5) Cattle herding: the whip tip never leaves the body, lest Iraq tread the dust of Egypt, making it pure, harmonious and unrestrained.

(6) Riding an ox to go home: Riding an ox to go home, sending the sunset red with a strong flute, a song is infinite, so why bother to drum your lips and teeth.

(7) Forget the ox to save people: riding an ox leads to a home mountain, and the ox is idle, and the sun is still dreaming, and the whip rope is empty.

(8) People and cows forget each other: the whip tip people and cows are empty, the sky is wide and the letter is difficult to pass, and the red furnace flames compete for snow, so that they can meet their ancestors.

(9) Returning to the source: It takes a lot of effort to return to the source. For example, if you are blind and deaf, you can't see the front of the temple, and the water is red.

(10) Hands drooping in the pit: I stumbled into the pit with my bare chest and laughed all over my face. You don't need the real secrets of fairies to teach dead trees to blossom.