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Poems about tranquility and profundity

Poems about tranquility and profundity

1, commandment book Zhuge Liang in the Three Kingdoms

Original: Not indifferent, not awake, not quiet, not far away.

You can't be clear about your ambitions without being quiet, and you can't achieve your lofty goals without excluding external interference.

2. Five Drinking Poems Tao Yuanming, a Wei and Jin poet

Original: Ask He Junneng? The heart is far from being self-centered.

Ask me why. As long as I aim high, I will naturally feel that my place is secluded.

3. Returning to the Garden, Part III: Tao Yuanming, a Wei and Jin poet.

At the foot of Nanshan, beans are planted, and the grass is covered with bean seedlings. Get up early in the morning to get rid of weeds, and come back with hoes in the moonlight at night. The narrow path covered with vegetation, the night dew wet my clothes. It's not a pity to get wet, but I hope it won't be against my will.

I plant beans at the foot of Nanshan, where weeds are flourishing and peas are sparse. Get up early to get rid of weeds, and go home with a hoe in the moonlight at night. The narrow path was covered with vegetation, and the night dew wet my clothes. It's not a pity that my clothes are wet. I just hope it won't go against my original intention of returning to agriculture.

4. "I live in seclusion in Zhongnanshan" Tang Dynasty poet Wang Wei

I will walk until the river blocks my way, and then sit and watch the rising clouds. Occasionally I met a village elder in the Woods, and I chatted with him until I often forgot to go home.

Sometimes go to the end of the water to seek the source, or sit and watch the rising clouds change. I happened to meet a village elder in the Woods. I talked and laughed with him and often forgot to go home.

5, "Zen Forest after the Broken Mountain Temple" Tang Dynasty poet Chang Jian

On a pure morning, near the ancient temple, the early sunshine pointed 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. All is silent here, but the bell is ringing.

Walking into this ancient temple early in the morning, the rising sun reflected the Woods on the mountain. The path hidden by bamboo forest leads to the depths, and the flowers and trees before and after the meditation room are lush and colorful. Bright mountain scenery makes birds happier, and the clear pool water makes people feel relaxed and happy. At this moment, everything was silent, except the sound of ringing the bell.