People who love tea have bodhi in their eyes and Zen in their hearts. No matter how busy you are, there is always a cup of warm tea to accompany you silently. At this time, walking in the heart is static and warm.
Tea is blindly bodhi, like you, quietly living in the bottom of my heart.
Many nights, the breeze blows gently, a cup of fragrant tea is in hand, listening to the looming silk and bamboo, fresh and elegant as a cloud, and a finger is flying on the reins. At that moment, the heart was pure, as if there was no noise and complexity in the world, leaving only a purified soul and nature.
In fact, there is not much research on tea, just like love at first sight, a yearning, a sustenance and an obsession. I recognized it at a glance in the vast universe, and I have been obsessed with it ever since.
Ever since I met tea, I have always liked the days when there is tea. At first, I drank tea because I liked it. Later, I drank tea because I was happy. I always knew in my heart that I fell in love with someone who used to have tea with me. I was fascinated by the time when tea was fragrant and Jing Ya was indifferent and carefree. In a cup of tea, my impetuous heart will become transparent, slow and soft.
I liked to drink scented tea at first. Gently pick up a few flowers, put them in a cup, and watch the wrinkled flowers slowly stretch and bloom in the clear and shallow water until they become a kind of soft and fragrant nephrite. At that moment, the heart will be as beautiful as a flower. Take a sip of the cup, and the fragrance will spread to your heart and turn for a thousand times. "Tea is always beautiful", how can Su Dongpo's poems and the magic blooming flowers in that cup not make people "drink" themselves drunk?
I'm beginning to like white tea. They said I didn't drink it. Rock tea is fragrant, and the old class is overbearing. I always feel that I can't control it. I like the light white tea, like its simplicity and purity, and like her because she is light and has a long taste. I hold a simple heart and taste a cup of delicate tea.
Bai Luomei said: A cup of tea soup, 3,000 worlds, a world of peace, "Drink a cup of tea until it is tasteless, listen to songs without rhyme, read books without words, and have no intention of loving someone." Tea has shades, warmth and coldness, joys and sorrows, people and tea are companions, and tea and heart are companions; Qin takes tea as a companion, and tea takes Zen as a companion!
Tea Zen blindly, flute, water sound, piano sound, brewing into a pot of tea. The sound of the piano is clear and natural, and the mood of listening is also extraordinary. This may be life. Such as tea ups and downs, such as tea bitter gradually fade, until the tea is like water, it can be regarded as a complete merit. Hydrolyzes the thirst of the body, and tea relieves the needs of the soul.
There is Zen in tea, which is bitter and human, soaked in wind and smoke and brewed with clear water. Yingying is full of blue and green, intimate and intellectual. Drinking tea is a kind of leisure, but also an acquaintance. The most difficult thing is that people who drink tea can't meet. I'm going to the mountain stream to pick tea, and the bamboo forest will sweep the leaves and burn them loose to make tea. Do you want Panasonic to sit down and talk about the past? The tea trees on the mountain roots are dark green, and the paths are covered with moss. When you come, please bring me a basket of mountains and clouds. The stream is clear!
Tea and Zen, thousands of years of traditional culture, although they don't know much about the relevant history, they like to be close to this kind of connotation accumulation, especially the joy of tea and Zen. These are not mysterious relationships, but people's yearning for a spiritual realm, like the artistic conception and feeling of this Zen machine. ...
It is a very happy and rare thing to enjoy a slow time, drink a cup of weak tea and be in a daze. It was not until the tea was bland and the music was listened to for several cycles that I found that some thoughts had faded away in the fragrance of tea.
The fate of tea and water is destined to be entangled only once in this life, neither too early nor too late, as if it were a thousand-year invitation. Tea is the most beautiful scenery of water, and water is the reward of people who have been waiting for tea. When we meet, we don't need to talk about flowers and moons, and we don't need to talk about the joy of reunion after a long separation. Just an unknown interdependence. Tea releases the most beautiful fragrance in life for water, and water and tea are accompanied by ups and downs.
Fireworks people, ordinary people, life is as light as tea, and there is sweetness in bitterness. On a quiet day, I was safe and sound in a pot of tea. I like a sentence very much. Where you are, everything is the background. Tea is companionship, edification, inheritance and permanent commemoration.
Tea, astringent; The fragrance of tea is rising. People say wine and herbal tea are hot. Many times, cold wine can make people excited, and hot tea can make people feel refreshed. In the thick tea fragrance, the unhappiness and troubles of life disappear unconsciously.
Tea needs to be combined with boiling water to give off fragrance, or boiled, fried and soaked in boiling water. Only through suffering can it be fragrant and comfortable. This is what tea gives us. Life is like tea. It takes suffering and tribulation to reach the realm. A smooth life is like making tea in cold water. It is tasteless, boiling water and painful. It seems very painful, but it adds a lot of excitement to life.
Tea is the bone of water, and water is the god of tea. Since ancient times, tea has been the favorite of many literati. Tea, like life, is bitter and astringent. Drinking tea is a mood and a taste of artistic conception. Du Lei cold night guests come to tea for wine, and bamboo stove soup is boiling and red at the beginning, which is a kind of unrestrained; It is elegant for Lu You to drink "green lights and green windows, setting tea and listening to falling snow"; Wen Zhiming's "cold light and new moon frying shallow ou (European sound) blowing snow and trying new tea" is a kind of enjoyment; What's more, it is a kind of detachment to "fry the soil and float chamomile when you are full".
If you try your best, it's like a long-talking bosom friend or a close bosom friend. You can talk to him or listen to him. Even a person can feel the distance between heaven and earth, just like sitting among plants.
Therefore, if you moisten your heart in the ups and downs of leaves, you can accumulate a heart for life and precipitate a clear life.
Yes, time flies like water. Maybe everyone has too much happiness or sadness hidden in their hearts. Floating light extinguishes its thoughts and leaves it in the world of mortals. Everyone needs to release his soul in a way. A cup of fragrant tea can always let the scarred heart unload its fatigue and enjoy a feeling of tranquility and transparency. It is said that Zen tea is blind, and the clouds are light and the wind is light.
At this moment, on the moon, I am leaning against the porch window alone, sipping a cup of tea, dreaming a curtain dream, tasting Zen sounds, holding bamboo baskets in front of and behind the flowers, smiling, picking a flower fragrance and enjoying a quiet and lush landscape.
Zen tea blindly, poetic life, happy flowers, quiet years.