I want to cultivate my self-cultivation. I hope to read some Buddhist poems. Can you recommend some poems or websites that are philosophical and not too difficult to understand?

Body is a bodhi tree. My heart is like a mirror. Wipe frequently. Don't get all dusty.

Bodhi has no trees. The mirror is not a stage. There's nothing. Where is the dust?

Dongshan and Xiling are green. It rained, but it cleared up. More like it. Seagulls and pigeons give birth to eagles.

An empty hoe. Riding a buffalo on foot. People cross the bridge. This bridge doesn't flow.

The chamber of secrets opens the golden lock. Take your time and let go of the car door. The general has no flute. Blow out the phoenix cloud.

The clouds are wide. The leaves fell to the roots. Looking back at the smoke. Fishing songs spread too far.

Stand up and let go of the moon. Fish swim underwater. The scenery is occupied. It costs nothing.

Hungry to eat. Add clothes when it's cold. When you are sleepy, put your feet in the past to sleep. The wind blows in hot places.

The heart turns with the world. It's really quiet to turn around. Go with the flow. No happiness, no worries.

Old bamboo gives birth to new bamboo shoots. New flowers grow old branches. The rain urged the travelers to arrive. The wind sent the sail home.

The mountains in the distance are colored. Listen to the sound of water. Spring is gone, but the flowers are still there. People come and birds are not surprised.

People are idle and osmanthus flowers fall. The night is quiet and the mountains are empty. The moon is full of surprises. In the spring.

Say good spring. The wind is too strong. Blow flowers with water. Overturning the fishing boat.

Fish in the water have a headache. A bird in the Woods was frightened. There are no drums at dusk. Play late into the night at noon.

Chickens crow at dusk. The sun rises at midnight. Activate snow blower. Open your red eyes.

Lu 'an, Yang Xiaofeng. Apricot wall in spring. The sound of the summer rain piano is steady. Smoked pillows are cold.

Dead trees are full of leaves. Xue Mei withered like a flower. Beat the tung tree to a wooden sound. Dip in snow and eat melons.

Smoke was collected and the valley was quiet. The wind sends apricot flowers. Sit quietly all day. I'm afraid I'll forget.

The rustling leaves fall. Hang it with dew. If you rush to the clouds. Cicada of sadness and embrace.

When the soul moves, I wander alone In beauty, it's all for me. I will go on until the river blocks my way. Then sit and watch the rising clouds.

My heart is like the autumn moon. Bitan is clear and bright. There is nothing better than Aaron. Teach me how to say it.

Clay idol doesn't cross the water. God illuminates the heavens and the earth. If the snow doesn't stop. Who doesn't pretend?

Earth steamed bread outside the city. Stuffed grass is in town. Everyone eats one. Don't be too tasteless.

Peach blossoms on the rocks. Where do flowers come from? Ling Yunchan saw it. Review dance three.

There is always a way home. Go to your hometown. This is a ready-made thing. Why wait to think.

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There is no amitabha in the south. Good luck to everyone.

A castle in a huge treasure is good at keeping secrets, Dalagni.