Poems describing Confucius

Alas, Lu offered sacrifices to Confucius.

Emperor Xuanzong of Tang dynasty

Ah, master, how can the world repay your long-term concern? .

The lords of Zou misjudged your land, and your home was regarded as Lu's palace.

You predict that when the phoenix disappears, your fate will end, and you know that the captured unicorn will be the symbol of your teaching dose.

Will this sacrifice I saw between two temple pillars be the same death omen that you dreamed of a long time ago? .

Suburb temple songs, enjoy Confucius temple music and meet God.

Use martial arts to express saints, seek the old and explore the truth. Three thousand disciples, five hundred sages. Billions of years of rule is the heir to the Millennium. Sacrifice in the city and play music to meet God.

Suburb temple songs, enjoy Confucius temple music, and send God away.

I am full of sacrifices, and I am ashamed of my beans. Lu bi smells like seeing Sichuan. At school, I am blessed and blessed. Elegant yueqing, god plays.

The former residence of Confucius in the land of abundant harmony and life

-Don Zhang Jiuling

The Confucius Gate is too low to see Dengfeng.

Only the method of the former king, now is the master's thought.

Awang was lucky enough to give a gift to a prison shrine.

A thousand years old house, Guanghua is empty here.

Zou Lu's Confucius Sacrifice System in the Peace Sacrifice System.

-Zhang Tang said.

Zou Lu, the hometown of Kong Shengjia, is the tomb of Confucianism.

Dalong and Feng returned to the old house.

It's like being in the room and in the hall.

I know the law of a king, and today I will wait for a wise king.

Sympathize with Confucius

-Wang Song Anshi

Sadly, Confucius didn't, and Chitose didn't have Kirin.

Do your best, and you must cherish it.

A corner of Hanwu, burnt and cooked, falsely accused ghosts and gods.

It is necessary to cast gold and spread it around the world.

Confucius

-Wang Song Anshi

The way of a sage is great and powerful, and the income of a scholar is autumn.

Although there was no Confucius in ancient times, how can we know the height of the sky?

Uncle Xun Wu is overreaching, trying to grab a grass and shake a flat peach.

Yan Hui remained elusive until his death.