Four Ancient Poems of Great Cold

I: The name of Qiujiashan Temple in Fu Guang.

Year: Song Author: Wang Zhidao

The bell of the ancient temple leaked to the rest of the people, and Ma Si people packed their saddles.

On a sunny day, Li Liechu ushered in a slight cold.

The stream was cut off, cold and frozen, wild fire and frost withered.

Tired of stepping on the light path, thirsty with my own eyes.

Second: Sit with midnight.

Year: Song Author: Wen Tong

The bird that stayed at night surprised the goose, relying on a few quiet dust and working alone.

It is windy and frosty in the north, and the clouds overwhelm the snow in Nanshan.

You can't know the efficacy of tea until you sleep less, and you have to send wine to compete for luxury when you have a cold.

Ink stone ice old snuff, I still hold a robe as a book.

Third: You Ciyun

Year: Song Author:

Lao Huai doesn't associate with the world much, but only says that he is idle and prosperous.

When it is slightly wet, it is easy to dry sand and soft roads, and when it is cold, it is warm, snowy and sunny.

I have never been to a temple before, so I take Mount Xun Mei as my base.

Smile and ask if there are any stones standing on the pine edge. Do you know what year it is today?