Li Bai in the Tang Dynasty often heard about Yuquan Mountain, a cave full of milk caves.
The fairy mouse is as white as a crow, hanging upside down on the Qingxi moon.
In the middle of this stone, Yuquan keeps flowing.
Genk spilled Jin Fang to moisten his bones and muscles.
Clusters are always rolling green leaves, and the branches are connected.
Exposed to cactus, it seems to be patting the cliff shoulder.
If you don't see it at the end of the world, whose name will be passed down.
Zong Ying is a Zen master. He gave a good article.
There is no salt in the mirror. You are ashamed of Xi Yanzi.
Sitting in the morning, I have fun, I sing and broadcast heaven. One to seven-character poetry tea
Tang Yuanzhen tea.
Fragrant leaves, buds.
Poets love monks.
Grinding and carving white jade, Luo Zhihong yarn.
Stir-fry the yellow core color and turn the bowl into dust.
Invite the bright moon after night, and light the morning glow before morning.
Wash away the tireless people in ancient and modern times, and someone will praise you when you are drunk. Master Xun's poems are rewarded by picking tea and bamboo.
In the Tang Dynasty, Liu Zongyuan's fragrant bamboo clusters made Tsinghua dew.
After this snowy mountain, the spirit germinates in the morning.
The steaming smoke over Ishise is close to Lingdan Cliff.
Round, fragrant, colorful and flawless.
The pot has a golden top and lingering fragrance.
Shampoo becomes true, reducing evil spirits.
Like drinking manna, Buddha is fragrant.
Duh, this is a beautiful couple, nothing is expensive.