Author Zhu Xiu 古寺隐秋山,登攀度林樾。悠然青莲界,此地尘境绝。机闲任昼昏,虑澹知生灭。微吹递遥泉,疏松对残月。庭虚露华缀,池净荷香发。心悟形未留,迟迟履归辙。岁月人间促,烟霞此地多。殷勤竹林寺,更得几回过。第二百七十六卷 Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments