LAO JUN SHAN
Excerpts from Lao Jun Shan Fu
Tan Jie
Winter is also coming, the snow covers the wilderness, and birds and beasts lurk.
The flowers are dead and desolate.
Old Teng was speechless, and his roots were pregnant.
The song overflows, and the Sound of Buddha surrounds the beam.
A cave for five days is a miracle, and the distant mountains and mountains are wrapped in silver!
"Feng Guiyun Xueji Laojun Xingyin"
Zhang Bingjun
Eight hundred miles, Luanshui River, mountains stacked on top of each other.
Purple qi hongmeng, the first opening of the opening.
Steps are like wind and wind, picking up steps and spinning.
Drifting clouds, see the city like a maple, people like ants.
In the blink of an eye, there are 2nd orders of maple.
The silence of ice and snow is mysterious, and the dust is beautiful.
Cut off, mundane, all things, the ear can be heard.
Xuan Dao is too clear, one vein is strong, and two sleeves are red.
Jia Yu Zhenji, a few people can recognize.
The old man of the mountain, the moment is sudden, forgetting the opportunity to go out of the sky.
Great view, this touch of winter,
A dreamy Danqing, intoxicating.
"Water Tune Song Head: Snow Dyeing Laojun Mountain"
Wang Zihan
The clouds and the sun are hidden in the palace, and the wind and snow are rolling in layers.
The white jade canopy is towering in the sky, and the smoke is flowing from thousands of miles.
The song of the flying goose strings is broken, and the vast thousand miles are shattered,
Clear walls caress apes.
Luo Qicui was finally ashamed, and Phi Suju was sad and happy.
Strike the bow, move the emergency pipe, and look leisurely.
Kaixuan Ice Shadow, Mo Ci Han Yan Wine Shan Shan.
Since the ancient Huang lost the day short, the first year of the new scenery early occupation,
Don't go about the spring first.
After the swallows returned, they sighed in the small pavilion garden.
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《Xijiang yue, you luanchuan laojun mountain》
Spring
The flowers under the mountain smiled,
The snow in the mountains has not subsided.
Cold and warm and self-aware,
Man sighs and marvels.
Blue sky and sunshine,
The peaks are stacked with green waves.
Ascend to the far side and stretch your eyebrows,
White clouds swirl beneath their feet.