Author: anonymous
You can also clear your heart.
Hearing the sound of a clear spring can clear your heart.
Smell it, it has the sweetness of spring morning dew,
It is also possible to be pure, light green and transparent,
Where did it come from? Purity is okay,
In my heart, it is misty mountains and rivers.
The heart can also be clear, the strings vibrate,
Who is stirring?
Second, the ink bottle-teapot
Author: anonymous
Write about two kinds of people, ordinary-looking,
An elusive temper, no one wants to be close.
People follow an old saying, whoever approaches ink is black, and ink is his painstaking effort.
Knowledge is his crystallization. Until one day I threw up,
I just passed away silently, and my face is like suet white jade.
And without a trace of edges and corners, it won people's appreciation.
After that, when I pretended to bribe this jiaozi,
He knows very well that when he serves others,
It's always hard to get confused. I seem to be full,
There are always many common truths hanging on my lips, as much as water.
Third, the teapot
Author: anonymous
My sadness
This is a small and exquisite teapot.
The teapot shits under the sky-shits.
yesterday
It is full of air.
today
Blue sky/cloudless sky in Wan Li
Fourth, the time for a pot of tea.
Author: anonymous
Make a pot of tea and taste it alone.
His eyes, without sadness,
I feel so cool and comfortable.
Drinking tea, looking out the window,
Scenery is another kind of weather.
Whether it's rainy or sunny,
Time is so ordinary.
I know, the time for a pot of tea.
Colorful and fragrant,
But it will be dull and short, because life is like this.
Verb (abbreviation for verb) teapot
Author: Mao Hong
I faced the teapot all afternoon.
Silence is like a piece of tea in water.
And the original soup with red color.
Once upon a time, in an ancient river.
Courtyard man, teapot outfit.
Too much breath, from Tomb-Sweeping Day.
Cheongsam, oil-paper umbrella;
From under the ancient bridge
Small boats keep flowing.
Too much inspiration, too much poetry.
2. "Twelve Rhymes of Chanting Tea" (Yan Wu Pai Lv in Miracle, Tang Dynasty) describes that a teapot makes a hundred herbs into essence, and a hundred herbs come first.
Gump's words spread all over the world, and your name was before the fire. There are no geese in spring, but there are warblers in the valley at harvest time.
The title comes from Zeguo, dedicated to Qin Jing. The sense of smell is new, and the taste of bones is weak.
Research the sky column ring, pick around Shu. Foucault sings in autumn, and the Zen master lies in shock during the day.
The horn is full of fragrance and the furnace is green. Remember the cold spring at night, and think differently.
When the pine branches rotate, mica slides down. The words sent by experts are quite expensive, so it's better not to put them in the cupboard.
I have tried to practice the law, and Mr. Lu is wonderful. One-word to seven-word poetry tea (Tang Yuanzhen)-tea, fragrant leaves, buds, poets, love monks.
-Grinding and carving white jade, Luo Zhihong yarn. -stir-fry Huangrui in a flat pan and turn the bowl into dust.
-invite the bright moon after night and light the morning glow before morning. Wash away the tireless people of ancient and modern times, and you can't boast when you are drunk.
"Tea" (Don Shu Sun) cooks fragrant tea in a small pavilion, and the curtain flows down the jade ditch; When the lamp comes out of the tripod, the shadow of the hairpin is heavy; The servant girl holds the spring sleep and tastes the dusk sorrow; Because of sitting for a long time, the moon turns to the night makeup building. "Summer Leisure" (Tang Zhangji) was full of illness and was idle for another year.
The medicine is combined in the morning and evening, and the tea is fried. Grass has eyes, and the worm flies late.
At this time, the dream is still far away, and I don't feel like going to the other side of the mountain. And the holy mountain tea ridge (Tang Zhangji) in Weikai, Ziya Bai Mei, first came to the ridge.
When I see my family picking it, I usually touch it. "Shangshuhui Wax Tea" (Tang Xuyin) Wuyi is full of spring and full moon, picking new buds and offering fairy tales; Flying magpies are printed into fragrant wax slices, and monkeys are in the stream by Mulan boat.
Golden trough and agarwood powder, ice bowl with light smoke; Gifts know the difference, and it is appropriate to cook Beishan Spring at night. "Tea in the Gorge" (Tang Zhenggu) New Yinghua Cluster Dew, Xiaojiangyuan Fried Product.
Monk Wu always says that it's good to crow in the mountains, but don't praise the smell of birds' mouths. Half the seats are light green and some are light yellow.
Deer door patients don't go home, and thirst for wine knows the taste of spring better. Tea tasting (Tang Yuxi) was afraid of Fang Congying's mouth buds, and Lao Lang sent it to Chen Xian's house.
There is Xiangjiang River Moon tonight, reflecting a bowl of flower rain. On the 9th, I had tea with Lu's feather (Tang Jiaoran). In Jiuri Mountain Temple, the east hedge is yellow with chrysanthemum.
Laity is full of wine, who can help tea? Tea Song Cui Shijun (Tang Jiaoran) was left by the Yue people and got a golden bud and a golden tripod.
Plain porcelain smells like snow, like fairy dew. Drinking it will make you sleepy and cheerful. Drink my god again, and suddenly it is like flying rain and sprinkling light dust; After three drinks, you will get the word. Why bother?
This thing is noble and unknown to the world. The world drinks too much and deludes itself. Worried about watching the night between Bi Zhuo urns, laughing at Tao Qian's hedging.
Cui Hou pours himself and drinks himself, and his crazy songs are amazing. Who knows that the tea ceremony is all true, only Dan Qiu did it.
Xiyuan tea student (Tang Wei Wu Ying) is clean and can't be polluted, and he is tired of drinking dust; This thing believes in spiritual taste. It comes from the mountains. Talk about the reason of the county, planting a wasteland; Happiness grows with grass, you have to tell others.
Mingpo (Tang Luxi wins) Grain Rain in February, and Banpo is fragrant. Spring wine can also quench thirst, so it is precious to take new buds for spinning and frying.
Huzhou Gongbei New Tea (Tang Zhangwengui): Phoenix is half drunk in spring, fairy moths enter the water, and the royal curtain is opened. Peony flowers laugh at golden cymbals and play Huzhou purple bamboo shoots.
"Boil tea with Luobei Izumi, Meng Jiao" (Yanshi, Liu Tang) is fine in powder, fried with bamboo shoots and wild in cold streams. I am afraid of my cleverness and carelessness. I am close to everything I touch.
Knock a stone to get fresh fire, and leave a spring to avoid fishy scales. The wind is surging, and the nest is rewarded.
Pure color is cool, floating and diligent. So, I will make peace and seek the truth.
It's like picking a mountain and pointing to the next spring. Xiang porcelain is full of light flowers, washing away thirst.
This trip is refreshing and interesting, and you can talk to others. Dr. Twenty-three Uncle and Dr. Twenty-two Uncle Xichuan (on Tang Lu) were presented to Penglai for a taste, and they read incense in Jinding every day.
There's only half a piece of jade left. I'll send Allen a few lines. Tea Banquet with Zhao Ju (Tang Qian Qi) forgot to talk about purple tea under the bamboo, and all the guests were drunk.
The heart of dust is hard to enjoy, and the cicada tree is inclined. Drinking tea with Kangju Qingshan Lake (Tang Lingyi) Spring fireworks and white clouds, sitting and drinking fragrant tea and loving this mountain.
The boat under the rock can't bear to go, and the clear stream is flowing at dusk. Qin Tea (Tang Bai Juyi) is full of movement, and Tao Tao is willful all his life.
I have been drunk in spring since I abandoned my post, and I am more leisure when I am old without reading or drinking tea. I only know "Lushui" in the harp, and Mengshan old tea.
Traffic is not smooth, who says I have no home today? At night, I heard Jia Changzhou and Cui Huzhou's Chashan Pavilion Banquet (Tang Bai Juyi), and I heard Chashan Night, bamboo songs and bells all around me.
The plate is divided into two state boundaries, and there is spring "summer and sun" (Tang Zongyuan) in front of the lamp. Nanzhou is drunk in summer, and hides several times to sleep in the north. In the afternoon, there was no sound. Shan Tong knocked on the tea mortar opposite the bamboo.
"Zen Temple" (Don Tu Mu) was empty, and the ten-year-old boy lived up to expectations. Today, beside the temple, tea and cigarettes are being blown away.
"Tea Song of Taoist in Xiling" (Ting Yun, Tang Wen) The mammary sinus splashed through the stone vein, and the green dust worried about the grass color. The flowers in the stream flow into the well water, and the fragrance is fragrant, and the mountains and moons are straight for people to see.
Fairy white fan frost bird feathers. Watch Huang Tingjing at night.
Sparse fragrance and white teeth have a aftertaste, which makes you feel clear. Tea poems (invited by Zheng in the Five Dynasties) are tender and fragrant, which I call Cao Ying.
Night mortar smoke rammer, cold stove cooking snow. But I am worried that the powder is scattered, and green peanuts are common.
The most important thing is to cherish it, it can make you sleep clearly.
3. What are the poems describing teapots? 1. The jade pot is that thing.
Year: Song Author: Du Fan
After the rain, the wind blows willow buds, which are yellow and green, as delicate as flowers.
At the beginning of the vicious lake invasion, both bees and swallows had their own homes.
Take Guoyuan to Xianyuan and send a boat embroidered curtain to welcome the spring.
The window is tired and leaning against the mountain green, warm and light, and the feet are inclined.
2. Yuhuxuan
Year: Song Author:
The jade pot has four couches, quiet and clean, and there is no pen on the piano.
Poetry debt has been paid, wine is wrong, but eyebrows are raised.
The breeze blows the crane, the phoenix tree dawns, and the moon cries and apes raise Liu Chun.
Seeing the newly-built Yulou, Zidi came frequently with a letter to Japan.
3. Yuhu drink
Year: Tang Author: Li Bai
Martyrs bump into jade pots and cherish their old age.
Three cups of sword dance autumn moon, suddenly singing and crying.
At the beginning of the phoenix, purple mud appeared, and the emperor called it a royal banquet.
Praise the Lord for nine days, stir up red waves and green sages.
Turn the dragon into a dragon and give coral a white jade whip.
The world doesn't know that Dong Fangshuo, the great hidden Golden Gate, is a fallen fairy.
Xi Shi Ying smiled and frowned, and the ugly girl was tired.
Although the king loves moths and eyebrows, there is nothing he can do to kill people in his palace.
4. Jade pot ice
Year: Tang Author: Wang
The jade pot knows the knot and the water is clear. Hard white can suffer from asthenia, and cold can coagulate itself.
Just like a mirror, it covers the night light according to something. The wall reflects round light, which is amazing and refreshing.
How expensive gold is, Yao's seat has rebounded. Just when I wanted to drink a glass of ice, I helped.
5. Clear as jade pot ice
Year: Tang Author: Lu Lun
The jade pot ice began to freeze, and the official began to become. Both an open mind and a clear conscience.
Yaochi is ashamed of holes, and Jin Jingming. If the gas tends to frost, the shape will be surplus.
People can be naked and things can be ruthless. Fearing round light, Yan Yan appeared.
4. A beautiful sentence 1 describing the appearance of the teapot. After the blank is quenched, the handle protrudes. Like mud is bone, it sounds like gold.
2. The teapot is simple in shape, simple in color, elegant and generous. The longer it takes to make tea, the warmer the patina will be and the more mellow the tea soup will be.
3. The beauty of teapot is that it integrates mud, color, shape, style, seal, inscription, painting, book, carving and engraving.
4. The sand pot originates from rocks in rocks and is pure in essence; Fast water absorption, good ventilation, fragrant tea and no deterioration overnight; No disguise, no hypocrisy, this is its unique sincerity.
With the sincerity of what comes next, people will abandon falsehood, corruption and erosion, so that their spirit will be lofty and their souls will be sublimated. Sincerity, kindness, selflessness, integrity, simple compassion and many other virtues are the most valuable.
6. Otherwise, the casserole will be immortal for thousands of years; Fire and water are compatible, so why fear corrosion? It is suitable for both cold and warm, and the owner will not be too rich or too poor; It should be constantly changing, no matter when and where it is afraid of the ends of the earth, or even forgotten and abandoned for thousands of years, it can not change its identity and sincerity.
7. The more you use the casserole, the brighter it gets, and the brighter it gets over time. For thousands of years, it is more calm and simple, vigorous and spiritual.
8. At that time, you looked at the pot, and you never tired of playing with the pot you had held for thousands of times. You look at the smoothness of your skin, the connotation in your muscles, counting every different grain of sand, and the old fragrance you have kissed for a long time, feeling the purity and sincerity of the essence.
5. Shizan teapot 1, teapot
Author/Shen Modern
Welcome pine shaped like Huangshan Mountain.
Warmly welcome rare guests with open arms.
There is a green slug on the ampulla of the white pottery teapot.
Jump to the top of the green cabbage
Use the cursive script of "clearing heart"
It's only released on holidays.
Father made brick tea.
Set the tea bowl "Feng San nods"
"Don't point the spout at the guests."
Talk to me to remember.
Have a cup of tea and talk about the thousand-year-old events.
Drink and keep thinking about next year's harvest.
Chata is light and tasteless.
Cabbage and fruit are still busy.
After decades, things have changed.
Turn out the teapot occasionally.
Make tea, miss old friends, and clear your heart.
The spout is blocked.
I can't pour water.
It, accustomed to the ancient cheap brick tea.
It's annoying to put a handful of Dongting Biluochun.
2. Old teapot
Author: Tian Bin Hyundai
The old teapot is still there.
Mother's rough hands
A polished old teapot.
Still there/still there
There is an old teapot on the table in the hall.
Once full of maternal love.
I come home from school.
Always holding a teapot.
Enough drinking.
Now mom's gone.
The old teapot over there.
Like a mute who doesn't talk
Leave the old house empty
Every time I go home, I will see that old teapot.
There is always sadness that can't be erased.
Haunt one's mind
Step 3: teapot
Author: Longchi Modern
Don't think that you can suffer by putting it on fire.
You can chin.
A lot of words
Jiaozi rolled in his belly.
Say or not?
Anyway, it's all disdain
The flames were blazing.
Blow the whistle easily
A string of bubbles
Blow it out like a fart
Boxing loose platform
Water is a liquid.
Just like language and thought.
keep the mouth shut like a bottle
Do not interfere with communication.
That moisture
Not necessarily in the cup.
Or drink it into your stomach.
4. Teapot
Author: Modern Maohong
I faced the teapot all afternoon.
Silence is like a piece of tea in water.
And the original soup with red color.
Once upon a time, in an ancient river.
Courtyard man, teapot outfit.
Too much breath, from Tomb-Sweeping Day.
Cheongsam, oil-paper umbrella; From under the ancient bridge
Small boats keep flowing.
Too much inspiration, too much poetry.
Until, I went back
The heart of a teapot is always like a whirlpool.
On the undulating water, ups and downs.
I walked by in the shadow of the teapot.
The scenery, also gradually.
Resurrection, live a chic and happy life.
5. Teapot
Author: Modern Week
Today, you put boiling water in the teapot.
Tomorrow will be a day like tea.
You put the sun in the teapot during the day,
At night, I poured out a little dreamland.
In spring, you put your dream tea in the teapot.
You can pour out your ideal harvest in autumn,
In winter, you will slowly taste the harvest poured into the teacup.
Put my thoughts in the teapot,
Will pour out a circle of homesickness ripples wandering in the cup,
Homesickness is in the slow taste of your sip.
You put honesty and tolerance in the teapot,
You will pour out a harmonious society.
You put nature in a teapot,
You will pour out a colorful life.
Life, big, big,
Small, but also very small,
It's actually just a teapot.
There is boiled water every day,
You put colorful tea leaves in the teapot,
You will pour out a rich life.
Teapots, cooking, life,
Everyone was drunk,
It's just that I'm alone in there.
-Tea!