Budai monk's poems

1. Poem about the monk in the cloth bag

The poem about the cloth bag monk is 1. What are the poems about the cloth bag monk?

1. It is said that this man came here to laugh at the spring breeze.

Where did you suddenly throw the cloth bag? The underground sky was high and empty. Song. Chen's Yue Lin, such as ten poems in Fengchuan, was asked by Li Tianyi.

2. The old man has no memory. He forgot his birth month and birthday.

Spring breeze can be an eventful autumn, and it is mentioned in particular every year. -The Maitreya Buddha in Songshi Puji was born on February 8th.

3, like in the mountains, this is suitable for the wild. Old chrysanthemums don't bloom, but Qiu Die becomes beautiful.

Sitting alone, playing with things, playing with everything, playing with thoughts. As far away as Suzhou, I found an anonymous sentence. Song. Zhang Wei's Trilogy of Nine Days

4, the lake takes the path, and the pine door is deep. There are ancient Buddhists in the middle, and there is no sound in the middle.

Spring clouds bring rain, and cool colors come to the sky. Who knows the success of the horse, but see the vine.

I have been dreaming all my life. I am looking for a dream. It's very kind of you to escape from this world. Song. Zhang's "Ding Weichun Crossing the West Lake Binzang Temple"

5, three feet of silk is too old, the breeze and the moon are intimate.

There was no news after Boya left, so I met your family. Song. Zhao Youzhi's "Cheng You's Visit with Qin"

2. Buddy Monk's Poems

A self-titled poem by a cloth bag monk

I have a cloth bag

I have a cloth bag, nothing is in vain.

All over the country, keep pace with the times.

A bowl of rice, Wan Li walks alone.

Look at people's small eyes and ask the way is white clouds.

Buddhist enlightenment poems

Backward is forward.

Insert the young crops into the field with your hands, and you can see the water in the sky with your head down;

A pure heart is the way, and retrogression is the progress.

Poems of cloth-bag monks treating people

You must lose face if you have a wide belly.

When you meet friends, you have to divide, and when you meet enemies, you have to make peace.

If you are broad-minded, you must bear the burden of humiliation and be willing to follow him.

3. Sentences describing the cloth bag monk

The cloth bag monk was a high-ranking monk in the Five Dynasties.

The French name is this, also known as Changting. Mingzhou Fenghua (Zhejiang) people.

Known for his magical powers, he lives in Jiangsu and Zhejiang provinces and goes in and out of towns and villages. He often carries a cloth bag with Zhang Xi and Buddha beads on his back. He is short and fat, with a kind face, a big belly and a bright smile. He is called the cloth bag monk.

Cloth-bag monks are optimistic and harmonious, tolerant and generous, happy-go-lucky, and brave. Can laugh at all insults and insults without anger, never care about others or retaliate against others, and never argue with others.

It can also show people good or bad luck, which is effective. So people like him very much, so they call him "Happy Buddha".

In the last years of Hou Liang, a monk sat in front of Lin Yue Temple in Mingzhou. Before he was silent, he left a poem: "Maitreya is a real Maitreya, with tens of millions of members, often appearing in the world and unknown to the world." At that time, people thought he was the incarnation of Maitreya. The potbellied Maitreya Buddha is his statue, which is enshrined in most the Han nationality Buddhism temples in China.

The cloth bag monk wrote many poems, expounding his understanding of Buddhism and his unique views on treating people. Let's analyze some of his poems.

4. Sentences describing the cloth bag monk

The cloth bag monk was a high-ranking monk in the Five Dynasties. The French name is this, also known as Changting. Mingzhou Fenghua (Zhejiang) people. Known for his magical powers, he lives in Jiangsu and Zhejiang provinces and goes in and out of towns and villages. He often carries a cloth bag with Zhang Xi and Buddha beads on his back. He is short and fat, with a kind face, a big belly and a bright smile. He is called the cloth bag monk. Cloth-bag monks are optimistic and harmonious, tolerant and generous, happy-go-lucky, and brave. Can laugh at all insults and insults without anger, never care about others or retaliate against others, and never argue with others.

It can also show people good or bad luck, which is effective. So people like him very much, so they call him "Happy Buddha". In the last years of Hou Liang, a monk sat in front of Lin Yue Temple in Mingzhou. Before he was silent, he left a poem: "Maitreya is a real Maitreya, with tens of millions of members, often appearing in the world and unknown to the world." At that time, people thought he was the incarnation of Maitreya. The potbellied Maitreya Buddha is his statue, which is enshrined in most the Han nationality Buddhism temples in China. The cloth bag monk wrote many poems, expounding his understanding of Buddhism and his unique views on treating people. Let's analyze some of his poems.

5. Who knows the meaning of the poem of transplanting rice seedlings by a monk in a cloth bag?

"Put your hand in the field with green seedlings, and you can see the water in the sky with your head down. Six cleanness is the Tao, and retrogression is the progress. "

It is said that this poem of transplanting rice seedlings was written by a cloth-bag monk in the Northern and Southern Dynasties when he was traveling among the people. For the sake of humanization, he was with some farmers who transplanted rice. Everyone should be familiar with it. In fact, the statue of Maitreya Bodhisattva originated from the cloth bag monk in the Southern and Northern Dynasties.

The Buddhist name of the cloth bag monk is also called "Seven Philosophers". Because he often carries a cloth bag with scriptures, alms bowls and other daily necessities on his back, people call him a "cloth bag monk". It was not until his death that people realized that he was actually the incarnation of Maitreya.

On the surface, this poem by the cloth bag monk describes the knowledge and consciousness of farmers when transplanting rice seedlings, but in fact it captures all the inner realm and mystery of monasticism. On the surface, this poem means that the rice transplanter is holding seedlings in his hand and filling up the paddy fields one by one. As soon as he looked down, he could see the endless blue sky and white clouds reflected in the rice fields. Transplanted seedlings need to have clean "roots" and not rot, and then they can grow into "rice (road)". On the surface, when transplanting, it is to retreat while inserting, but in fact it has been moving forward.

So, what is the real Buddhism contained in this poem? In fact, the "field" in "planting green plants in the field" refers to our hearts-that is, the light hidden in the void by all beings like Buddha. The "transplanting" action in this sentence refers to everything we do in our daily life, such as seeing things, listening to sounds, walking, sitting and lying, moving silently and so on. The whole sentence means that, just like planting green plants in paddy fields, all our thoughts, behaviors and languages are born and died under the light of Tathagata, just like emptiness. Nevertheless, the emptiness and lightness of Tathagata have never wavered or changed.

"Looking down at the sky" is a metaphor for putting out all delusions and distractions and taking back all your attention to observe and feel your body and mind; "Seeing the sky in the water" means "you can understand the true face of the body, mind and the outside world like an endless void". When a person devotes all his attention to carefully observing and experiencing the true face of body and mind, he will find that our body and mind are actually not what they usually feel-flesh and blood, real existence, texture and weight, but as transparent as emptiness, without any reality.

If a person, after experiencing "I don't know what he is", further studies it carefully, and the heat gradually comes, he will "leak from the bottom of the barrel", release the light of body and mind, and realize the immortality of the soul. "Heart Sutra" said: "After a long time of observing the Bodhisattva, I went deep into Prajna Paramita, and when I saw that the five aggregates were empty, I did everything I could.

Buddhist relics! Color is empty, empty is color, color is empty, and empty is color; The same is true of thinking and understanding. Buddhist relics! It is the empty phase of all laws, which is neither born nor destroyed, neither polluted nor clean, nor increased or decreased.

Therefore, there is no color in the air and there is no thought and knowledge. "So, the essence of the five elements that make up our body and mind is empty and there is no self-nature.

Since emptiness is the reality of all laws, why do we feel that our bodies and external environment actually exist? It turns out that in our hearts, there is an extremely hidden and subtle mind, which holds everything in our bodies, minds and the outside world as a reality, just as people who watch TV insist on the existence of living people on TV. This insistence is obviously not in line with the truth, and it is an insistence on putting the cart before the horse or a wrong understanding of the reality of various laws. For ordinary people, this subtle false attachment has always existed from the beginning, not fade away, so ordinary people have been in this wrong cognition of the world, hovering between life and death, unable to understand the reality of various laws.

"Buddha" is the abbreviation of "Buda" in Sanskrit, and "Buda" means enlightened person. The so-called enlightened person is the person who realizes from this illusion of ordinary people. Our master, Sakyamuni Buddha, said after seeing the consciousness of the stars under the bodhi tree that all living beings have the wisdom and virtue of the Tathagata, but they can't prove it because of delusion and persistence.

Therefore, if all beings want to become Buddhas and realize the wisdom and virtue of the Tathagata, they must get rid of the wrong idea of holding all dharma into reality in their hearts. The "Six Roots" in "Six Pure Roots are the Tao" refers to "eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body and mind".

The so-called "six cleanness", from a relatively shallow level, means that when these six things touch the six realms of "color, sound, fragrance and touch the law", there will be no worries such as "greed and ignorance" in my heart. It is often said in Buddhist scriptures that the six roots of ordinary people are unclean. This is not to say that the average person's six roots are unclean, but that when facing the environment, the average person's six roots must have troubles such as greed and ignorance in their minds.

Just like food is poisoned, you can't eat it any more. When our six roots are facing the environment, if they are accompanied by troubles such as greed and ignorance, then we will feel all kinds of pain and decline.

If the six roots are opposite to the environment, on the one hand, they can look like mirrors, on the other hand, they can keep their roots still, without any delusions and frustrations, without any greed and troubles. This is six pure roots. If a person can achieve six clean, he is a real "Tao", and this person can gradually enter the holy stream and deeply experience the inner nature.

The fundamental reason why ordinary people wander about life and death is six unclean roots. When their six roots are facing the environment, the foolish troubles of taking themselves and the outside world as reality will naturally arise; If the external environment is pleasant, there will be greed and trouble; If the external environment is unexpected, anger and trouble will follow.

Therefore, a Taoist should always "take care" of his own heart, and when facing the situation, he should use various means to prevent greed and anger from arising, or use awareness to melt greed and ignorance. The metaphor of "retrogression" in "retrogression is progress" turns the attention that usually pays attention to the outside world around and looks at one's body and mind.

The reason why ordinary people can't realize is that they don't want to "retreat" but only know "advance"-that is, they put all their attention into the outside world and go to the outside world for climbing delusions, but they never observe all kinds of wrong ideas in their hearts and never study the truth of their bodies and minds. Anyone who is willing to "bow his head" and "retreat" will surely gradually understand the truth of various laws, so the poem says that "retreat is originally progress."

6. Poetry about monks

1, Crying for a Monk, Tang Dynasty: Jia Dao.

The mossy stone bed is new, and the teacher has occupied several springs. Write shadows in the street, but burn in meditation.

The tower yard is closed with pine snow and the dust is locked in the room. Tears of self-disgust, not empty people.

2. Later than Panshi Temple, Monk Li Zheng Tang Dynasty: Cen Can.

I want to find a lonely temple in the wild for the time being. The shore flowers hide water pheasants, and the stream bamboo reflects the wind furnace.

A new magpie got old pearls in her clothes at the top of the nest. Talk about Zen, stop and hesitate.

3. "Send a diligent photo to the monk to go to Suiyang to be a satrap" Tang Dynasty: Liu Changqing

The burning lamp spread to the seven ancestors, and Zhang Xi was a vassal. Clouds come and go unintentionally, and water flows naturally.

Haru Aoyama is white everywhere, and there are boats all day and night. Knowing that under the Liangyuan, I have to travel here all my life.

4. "Qi Yi Monk Movie" Tang Dynasty: Liu Changqing

People who live in the world forget the world, and they come and go temporarily. Who can tell the difference? If you are a passer-by, your heart is born and you die. If the little three clouds don't return, the bleak legacy will still pass.

The old place is sad to see two trees, but the empty hall is just Yi Deng hanging. Yi Deng according to the Ganges sand,

Two trees are still soaring into the sky. Smallpox is silent and fragrant, and moss is gray and empty.

Yesterday, I paid close attention to the gate of Zen meditation, and I often received whispers to clear the way. I am lonely today and have no income.

Only * * * master was in tears.

5. "Playing the Ming Dynasty" Tang Dynasty: Guan Xiu.

The porch window is green, and the teacher forgets the world. I only love to talk about my ancestors and have been in the wild.

Sound of spring flooded the couch, and the clouds made the stove fragrant. If you send a message, look at the top classic.

6. "Give the Zen Garden a View" Tang Dynasty: Guan Xiu

Ancient eyebrows are like snow, but see you in twenty frost. Ordinary poets only suggest curing heart sores.

Charcoal burns the lake, beautiful scenery and cool purple bamboo. It's okay. Running water makes soup.

7. "Jiu Feng sent two monks after the start of the army" Tang Dynasty: Guan Xiu

Only after the chaos did we know that it was hidden deep and the temple should be close to the stone building. Exotic fragrance rests because of snow, and fairy fruit falls into the pool and floats.

Poetry is always thrown away, and the heart is empty. You should laugh at me, too The world is lonely.

Xiao sa sa, Songgen takes the road alone. The waterfall is frozen and folded, and it burns far away.

Old ch is cold and lonely. I don't know if I am here, but I am here.

8. "Peace and Prosperity (Monks Learn Lin Shouyan Festival)" Song Dynasty: Liu Chenweng

I'm new here. May I ask who is early? Mei Yingli, 636f707932313335336313431303231363533/bees around. The waning moon night, first frost dawn night. Crick Bridge is very small, and the spring breeze is going to arrive every year.

The bluebird is gone, and no one sweeps the leaves. A copper column is used to make an old jade pond. The clock breaks the tree and the horse falls on Xianyang Road. Looking back, Yujie people sell Nanjing dates.

9. Midnight Song (Monk Friends) Song Dynasty: Peng Yuanxun

There are half a spring shirt basket, which is stained with wine. I hate peaches and plums like the wind, so my old friend dreams of fog. Beauty is in Linying, the son of Qinchuan, who is the late * * *? For others, the flowers and plants pool, looking back at the old garden is close at hand, not returning home.

I heard it last night, and I was in a hurry. I didn't know where I was when I woke up. There are many feelings of wandering, and it is easy to feel late and infinitely pitiful. Seems to respect the eyes before, and the beauty has cooled down a bit. Young and romantic, unfamiliar with spring affairs, chasing Dongfeng Fu. In another year, you will listen to the rain in the old Bashan Mountain.

10, "Wen Dayuan and Three Monks Shun Things" Tang Dynasty: Guan Xiu

If the royal family dies today, I will still hear about my teacher. No matter whether you get the ancient ability map or not, there is no doubt that the inner court will go.

In the middle of the moon, Yue ghosts cry, and the snow falls in the pine niche. Only by writing in five colors can a monument be erected.

Ye Song Wei is outside Cedar, between Lan Zhi and Ji Meng. I tried my best to reissue a letter, but it was returned by Liulong.

Burn four mountains without making mistakes. There are tears at the end of gratitude, and the water is gurgling in the distance.

The teacher is very famous, and Gufeng always says love. Swim past three points and compete for seven sages.

The bitter fog buries the empty room, and the crying ape has a throat sound. At present, I am both happy and disappointed. I once got out of bed to see him.

reference data

Ancient Poetry Network: http://so.gushiwen.org/

7. What are the ancient poems about monks?

1, Song of the Stone Monk Cao Ansong

Year: Song Author: Shi

Stone monk Cao An sang, I wonder if the participants are alive.

Don't put Mowabi three inches away from the hook.

2. "Praise of Monks in Baiyun Section"

Year: Song Author: Shi Zhiyu

With fewer organs, you can conduct interrogation without eyes.

Always build a diaphragm as long as you simmer reeds.

3. "Baiyun Duan and Two Poems of Praising Monks"

Year: Song Author: Shi

Less is less, and more is more.

Dharma can't, but it is against the west.

4. The Monk in Langzhong Snow House

Year: Song Author: Xiu

The law is very strict, and the smoke is full of spring.

After coming straight to the point, my life is exhausted.

5. "Send a monk to join Taibai's stupid monk, Lieshi's monk"

Year: Song Author: Shi Shaotan

The former is Bao Gong Xi and the latter is Bao Gong. This split statement is subtle.

Needless to say, the host and guest are together.

6. "Bag Monk Praises Gong Yisheng Shang Yun"

Year: Song Author: Yuan

The bag was opened and the ape called abortion.

Serene escapes, but buddha magic is the only way out.

Lying on the column, Jojo is Jie Jie.

When you are a big machine, you can't go back to leisure, but you bleed with your sword.

No, no, go to Albert Venn Dicey, the leader of Kunlun.

8. Poems about monks

Leave a monk (Bai Juyi) at the foot of the mountain.

Send me down the mountain, so no one knows this.

I'm seventy and ninety years old. I'll give birth to him when I know it.

Bird's Nest and Monk Zan (Bai Juyi)

Thin for a long time, praised with feelings.

Once, the grass temple leaned against the green trees, and it was well known that there was a bird's nest.

Poems given to monks in the bird's nest (Bai Juyi)

I don't know where the road is, my head is white and my teeth are yellow.

I was still drunk when I was drinking wine.

Later than Panshi Temple, pay tribute to monk Zheng ()

I want to find a lonely temple in the wild for the time being. The shore flowers hide water pheasants, and the stream reflects the wind furnace.

A new magpie with a nest on the top has old beads in its clothes. Talk about Zen, stop and hesitate.

To a topless monk (Du Xunhe)

Hawthorn grass dyed raspberry moss, eyes still careless. If you live in the world than my teacher,

Why are you lying in the rock like a wild man? I just heard that Zhang Xi is not in Sanchu, and he said he would follow his fate to Wutai.

Who needs to do it for whom?

The monk Chang Lufu is really awesome (Huang Tingjian)

Loose dead bamboo is thin, so it is cold.

The mountain is high and the water is deep, so you can't make mistakes.

For many foreign scholars, the soil of solemnity is like the hand of Taoism.

Blow away the abbot, sit on the couch and never accept it.

The first creation, the elegant and upright thunder roar, is also the participation of the lonely.

If the husband seals the sea with Buddhism, he will scare the monk away from Wu Xian.

Monk cries for Bai Yan (Jia Dao)

The mossy stone bed is new, and the teacher has occupied several springs. Write shadows in the street, but burn in meditation.

The tower yard is closed with pine snow and the dust is locked in the room. Tears of self-disgust, not empty people.