Abandoning the official position is more drunk in spring, and it is more leisure when you are old without reading. You can only smell the water in the harp, and in the tea, it is Mengshan.
The traffic difference will last for a long time. Who says I have nothing to return today? An old friend sent tea to Jiuhua Camp outside Cao Yejian in Tang Dynasty, and wrote the inscription Yujing. When the moon opens, there is the sound of disorderly springs underground.
Invite monks in the middle of the night and cook the moon with lonely songs. The blue sky is heavy and broken, and the fragrance is light and the flowers are light.
All the six fu-organs sleep, and the number of poems is clear. I didn't dare to spend money after the month, so I supported it with my elbow.
During the spring sleep of Tang Xiongyue Temple, the tiger ran by the spring and slowly meditated. Shu tea was crushed by a cloud monk, and three or four withered pine branches picked it up by themselves.
Baked Tea Dock The new tea in Gu Kuang in Tang Dynasty has been baked, and the old shelf is full of things. In the swirl, new smoke came out and shouted at the cold wood.
On the 9th, I had tea with Lu Yu. Tang Jiaoran is in Jiuri Mountain Buddhist Temple, with chrysanthemum yellow in Dongli. Laity is full of wine, who can help tea?
Reward friends for sending scented tea in the Spring Festival Evening. Tang yesterday, the east wind blew fragrant flowers, and the Spring Festival Evening wine woke up a cup of tea. Like a cloud to protect you, like snow to separate your hometown.
Golden cakes are used as rain dew, and jade dust is used to fry misty clouds. Like a disease, the thirsty whole school does not envy the birth of a white-necked crow.
Drink tea with Yuan Jushi, fireworks and white clouds in Qingshan Tan Tang Ling Yiquan, sit and drink fragrant tea and love this mountain. The boat under the rock can't bear to go, and the clear stream is flowing at dusk.
From the words that my younger brother, Mr. Liu, a tea man in the Tang Dynasty, once asked Fang to say, it was interesting to win the prize. When the turtle's back is lightly roasted, the cloud turns over and cooks for the first time.
Lao Cheng is tired and bored, but old customers are never like this. Cherish the pro-profit, the water pavilion and the mountain pavilion carry it.
After drinking tea, Liu Yuxi gave birth to Fang Congying's Taping Buds, and Lao Lang sent them to Chen Xian's home. There is Xiangjiang River Moon tonight, reflecting a bowl of flowers.
The Dayun Temple Tea Poem Tang Lu Yan Yu Rui was an instant hit, and monks made great efforts to make laws. Rabbit hair is light and fragrant, and shrimp eye soup is delicate, full and wavy.
Send the sandman away from several seats and replenish fresh air to the skin. The quiet shrub has fallen from the brook rock and refused to move its roots into the capital.
Tea boiling tea miscellaneous chanting Tang Pirixiu Xiangquan mixed with milk, fried into boiling beads. When I saw the crab's eyes splashing, I saw the scales at a glance.
Doubt is loose rain, and the ground is afraid of smoke and green. If you are still halfway up the mountain, you will never get drunk for a thousand days.
At the tea party with him, Qi forgot to say that purple tea was under the bamboo, and all the feather guests were drunk. The heart of dust is hard to enjoy, and the cicada tree is inclined.
Tang's tea poems are gentle and fragrant, which I call Cao Ying. Night mortar smoke rammer, cold stove cooking snow.
Just worry about the blue powder and taste the green peanuts. Taste the tea in the canyon. In the Tang Dynasty, Zheng Xin welcomed the dew and Xiaojiangyuan fried it with fire.
Monk Wu always said that Jiming Mountain is good, but he no longer boasted about birds and flowers. Half the seats are light green and some are light yellow.
If people with lumen diseases don't go back, the thirst for wine will make spring taste better. In the summer, Zhang Ji lived in the Tang Dynasty, but he fell ill and was less welcome, and lived in seclusion for another year.
The medicine is combined in the morning and evening, and the tea is fried. Grass grows fine and comes to the ground, and insects fly late the day after tomorrow.
At this time, the dream is still far away, and I don't feel like going to the other side of the mountain. I lived in Cao Ye in the Tang Dynasty, sweeping leaves, frying tea and picking leaves. My heart was carefree and dreamless, and the night window was empty.
It's late for Guangwuborn, but Yan Jun likes fishing. Living in the suburbs means that Tang Jiadao has lived in this garden for a long time, but he is not at home.
Ye Shu ran wild and cooked Hu tea on the roof. After the rain, every heron is walking, and the frog sounds deeper.
Naturally, I still went in, mostly because I love smog. That is, Li Shangyin and Ding Xiao in the Tang Dynasty were frying tea noodles in a curved pool, and the white-bearded Taoist played bamboo chess.
Who wrote a book to break the banana fan and remember when the trees were moved in the Southern Tang Dynasty? In other words, Tang Bai Juyi sat at night after seeing the moon and slept all day when he heard the wind.
The room is fragrant, the cage is warm and baked. The crane pecks at the new sun, and the chicken perches at dusk.
Look at the wine, lean on the staff in front of the pool. People who visit relatives and friends don't meet Tang and don't have their best friends when they go out, so they can move into your house.
Empty mask a pretty Chu, see what temple flowers. Short boys should hold sticks and young girls should learn to hold tea.
Drop the topic, the moss steps and shadows are oblique. Appreciate Li Jushi Xichuan to go to the Tang family, and the generals will follow Nong.
It's a lotus, but it won't turn into a willow. The pine niche is wrapped in Tibetan medicine, and the stone lip is safe and mortar.
Heard when * * * know, that can not join hands. Enjoy Lotte's leisure and see Yuxi, Liu Tang, lying in the sun, which will turn leisure into a fairy.
Poetry and tea help cool, and medicinal liquor can publicize. The wind breaks the bamboo, and the bottom of the pool is exposed.
At that time, I didn't live in seclusion, so I owed money to buy a mountain. Self-reported Tang Yuanying introduced Bi Yilang and Jiang Yanxuan to sleep in separate beds.
The son of heaven took the exam under the curtain, and the palace man had tea soup in his hand. Occasionally, in the snow, the tea of Zheng Gu monks in Tang Dynasty was wet, and the wine of singers was weak.
In the evening, when the river reached Kanhua, the fisherman lost his clothes and returned to Su Shi's "Yoshioka Fried Tea" in the Song Dynasty. Running water still needs to be boiled with live fire, and he has to fish for stones to get it deep. The big ladle keeps the moon and the spring urn, and the small ladle divides the river and the night bottle.
Snow milk has been turned over and fried, and the wind suddenly makes a diarrhea sound. It's not too late to ban three bowls, but the length of the deserted city is longer.
Tang dynasty tea poems 1. Answering the nephew, the monk offered Yuquan cactus tea and ordered Li Bai to taste Yuquan Mountain and the cave full of breasts. The fairy mouse is as white as a crow, hanging upside down on the Qingxi moon.
Tea gives birth to this stone, and Yuquan does not rest. Genk spilled Jin Fang to moisten his bones and muscles.
Clusters are always rolling green leaves, and the branches are connected. Exposed to cactus and patted the cliff shoulder.
If the world has not seen it, its name will be passed down. Zong Ying, a 30-year-old man, gave a good article.
There is no salt in the mirror. You are ashamed of Xi Yanzi. It's fun to sit in the morning, and sing and broadcast all the days.
Description: This poem is about the famous tea "cactus tea", and it is also the earliest poem "Famous tea enters poetry". The author described in detail the origin, quality and efficacy of "cactus tea" with bold and heroic poems.
Therefore, this poem has become an important tea resource and a famous tea chant. 2. Send Lu Hung-chien to qixia temple to pick tea. Huang Furan's tea picking is not bud picking, but far above the cliff.
The leaves are warm in the spring breeze, and the baskets are oblique in the daytime. I used to know Shansi Road, but I stayed at home.
Excuse me, when will the jade sun grass bloom? 3. Yu Hewu (choose one) Du Fu's "Sunset Terrace", when the spring breeze is sipping tea.
The stone pillar leans the pen, and the tung leaves sit on the poem. Emerald sings clothes truss, static ting stands fishing line.
Since it is like this every day, there is no time to go back and forth. Explanation: This poem is written on a spring evening, and the author is drinking tea on the platform of He's family.
When the interest came, he leaned against the stone fence and wrote poems on the tung leaves. There is also a bluebird next to it, accompanied by Qingting.
This scene can be painted as an elegant "drinking tea poetry and painting". 4. In Huiji, Higashioyama, the moonlight cold wave enters Tunxi River in Lu Yu, and the green ape is called Duanlvlin West.
People in the past have fled to the east, and there is no sign of Jiang every year. Description: Lu Yu has been to Shaoxing to supervise the production of tea. Of course, he will go to Shengxian County, which is famous for "Tunxi Tea", to do some investigation.
As can be seen from the poem, he arrived in Shengxian overnight. The moonlight is like water, and the green ape laments. The nostalgia for the ancients naturally causes some sadness in Lu Yu, so there is an "empty view".
2. Poems describing orchids and tea 1. Nineteen ancient poems
Year: Korea Author: Han Anonymous
I am like a wild bamboo in the wilderness, hoping to find a partner in the ravine.
When you got married, you went abroad, like Dodd possessed me, and I was still alone, without friends.
When dodder has its ups and downs, husband and wife should also keep pace with the times.
I married you thousands of miles away from home, just married, and you left me.
Acacia bitter years destroy old youth is limited, so I hope my husband's success can be rewarded as soon as possible.
I am a self-evident, pure and pure orchid, which is in bud and ready to be presented to you.
I'm afraid to collect when you don't come back, and the autumn rain will wither like autumn grass in the wind.
You keep noble sentiments and loyal love, then I will only wait for you.
2. "Wandering son Shao Hua, night terrors"
Year: Song Author: Cai Shen
When you are young, you will get old. When you are tired, you will cherish your youth. The courtyard is full of trees, Shimada Hanzo warblers are talking, orchids are decreasing, and sometimes bees are busy. Low powder wall, tender green, no residual makeup. The warm days are long, the willow cotton is blown out, the smoke is slightly rainy, and the plums are beginning to turn yellow. Lop's voice is far away, the book is empty and melancholy, and the past is very sad. Helpless brocade scale space space space space space space space space space space space space space space space space space space space space space space space space space space space space space space space space space space space space space. When reading "Butterfly Dream", I heard the sound of rules, with half a window facing the moon and one pillow fragrant. Be tolerant of yourself unless you have an iron heart.
3. "Autumn is pregnant with its eighth"
Year: Meta Author: Wang Mian
Wild vines are full of thorns, and orchids are under them.
Warm spring in bloom has many ancient meanings.
September is frosty and cold, and the rustling is like dry sand.
But what would you do if you made this root?
4. Huanxisha
Year: Song Author: Su Shi
Rustling clothes towel falling jujube flowers, village south village north ring car, cattle clothes ancient willow selling cucumbers.
The road was full of wine, but he was sleepy. Sun was thirsty for tea and knocked at the door to ask the savage.
5. "Partridge, the most outstanding person since ancient times"
Year: Song Author: Xin Qiji
Since ancient times, people are the best. Just because of laziness, there are many names. Living in the mountains is like being more young. Planting trees has really become a camel. Yunzi rice, crystal melon. There are more tea makers in the forest. I'm busy when you go home. I want to watch bees use their evening time.
3. Poems about bamboo and tea
Strange feeling. Yuancha Zhu Jian
On Mingyang Ancient Road in Mengding County, ancestors sprinkled tea bags with nectar. Tea and bamboo poems
A pot with several petals of bamboo is fragrant all over the world.
On a cold night, guests come to tea for wine, and * * * tastes poetry and worries will be good friends.
The bamboo forest is full of sadness, lamenting that the Chinese New Year is not wonderful.
Rocks can't stop the patience of bamboo, pulling green festivals to the sky.
The world of mortals is everywhere, and fragrant teas are drunk.
Tea rhyme
The morning light picks up the morning glow, and the night is full of osmanthus.
The mountains and waters are straight, and the branches are inclined to drink and expose buds.
Before the rain, Longquan liquid with thin leaves, and after drunkenness, fat-root worms shed slag.
Tea tastes lonely and old-fashioned, and mountains are fairy homes.
Chayuan
Shennong has tasted Sanxiang grass all over the world, and only loves sharp buds and poisonous crystals. Tea and bamboo poems
Attractive and wonderful, attacking qi, clearing the intestines and clearing the holy medicine.
Lu Yuxuan's tea ceremony in Tang Dynasty and imperial painting in Song Dynasty.
Mock cultivates the consciousness of flush, and worships the God of Beijing in all directions.
tea ceremony
Ancient trees are all over the sand, raising tea and frying ancestors.
Confucians return to the ceremony of Yao and Shun, while Laozi takes retreat as the advance.
Hung-chien's mind is guided by the Holy Road, and Banqiao Eight Eccentrics writes about the divine flow.
Qinqi calligraphy and painting, poetry fu, Matsuzaka plum, * * * leisurely.
Emit purple light
I remember the day when tall buildings rose, cars were like running water and horses were like clouds.
The world of mortals is covered with pale blood, and the yellow adobe burns the mine grave.
Regret the reform of the people's fat and paste, and pity the national tax to stop burning.
The crow's nest tree surprised the wilderness, but it was helpless to laugh at the vicissitudes of life.
You ju bloom
Buddha's nirvana was predicted first, and Youtan reappeared in my wheel.
Truth must be hidden, and false words must follow.
Believers are eager to cross Tianjin, and floating life is tired of bribing Tianjin.
Poor Maitreya is in trouble, and the dragon tires in the east are exchanged for fleas.
Couplet: "Bamboo rain loosens the organ rhyme, tea and cigarettes sound like books on the moon."
This couplet was written by Pu Shan, a famous person in Qing Dynasty. The author is a painter and a poet. This couplet is just a sketch of a famous landscape painting, with drizzle and cool breeze. In such an environment, it is indeed an elegant thing to tune the piano and enjoy the moon. This couplet is not bad with any picture of mountains and rivers in brew tea.
It is cool in autumn and rainy in summer, with clear water on the stone and tea in the bamboo.
What can be more refreshing than the cool breeze in autumn night and the shower in summer? Surrounded by pine and bamboo, the combination of summer rain and autumn wind is only to listen to feng shui.
The bamboo curtain covers a few violins, and the tea smoke shines through the window.
There are several cases in the garden to help the seven laws to make tea, and there are assistants who bring tea and cigarettes through the window to add fragrance to the ink. Bamboo is born near the water, lotus fragrance moves in the dark, the moon is in the sky, and the shadow falls on the lotus pond, which makes people feel like a lifetime ago.
There are too many poems related to tea. Please look at the following: Bai Juyi, a Qin tea and Tang dynasty, was in a group movement and was willful all his life.
Abandoning the official position is more drunk in spring, and it is more leisure when you are old without reading. You can only smell the water in the harp, and in the tea, it is Mengshan.
The traffic difference will last for a long time. Who says I have nothing to return today? An old friend sent tea to Jiuhua Camp outside Cao Yejian in Tang Dynasty, and wrote the inscription Yujing. When the moon opens, there is the sound of disorderly springs underground.
Invite monks in the middle of the night and cook the moon with lonely songs. The blue sky is heavy and broken, and the fragrance is light and the flowers are light.
All the six fu-organs sleep, and the number of poems is clear. I didn't dare to spend money after the month, so I supported it with my elbow.
During the spring sleep of Tang Xiongyue Temple, the tiger ran by the spring and slowly meditated. Shu tea was crushed by a cloud monk, and three or four withered pine branches picked it up by themselves.
Baked Tea Dock The new tea in Gu Kuang in Tang Dynasty has been baked, and the old shelf is full of things. In the swirl, new smoke came out and shouted at the cold wood.
On the 9th, I had tea with Lu Yu. Tang Jiaoran is in Jiuri Mountain Buddhist Temple, with chrysanthemum yellow in Dongli. Laity is full of wine, who can help tea?
Reward friends for sending scented tea in the Spring Festival Evening. Tang yesterday, the east wind blew fragrant flowers, and the Spring Festival Evening wine woke up a cup of tea. Like a cloud to protect you, like snow to separate your hometown.
Golden cakes are used as rain dew, and jade dust is used to fry misty clouds. Like a disease, the thirsty whole school does not envy the birth of a white-necked crow.
Drink tea with Yuan Jushi, fireworks and white clouds in Qingshan Tan Tang Ling Yiquan, sit and drink fragrant tea and love this mountain. The boat under the rock can't bear to go, and the clear stream is flowing at dusk.
From the words that my younger brother, Mr. Liu, a tea man in the Tang Dynasty, once asked Fang to say, it was interesting to win the prize. When the turtle's back is lightly roasted, the cloud turns over and cooks for the first time.
Lao Cheng is tired and bored, but old customers are never like this. Cherish the pro-profit, the water pavilion and the mountain pavilion carry it.
After drinking tea, Liu Yuxi gave birth to Fang Congying's Taping Buds, and Lao Lang sent them to Chen Xian's home. There is Xiangjiang River Moon tonight, reflecting a bowl of flowers.
The Dayun Temple Tea Poem Tang Lu Yan Yu Rui was an instant hit, and monks made great efforts to make laws. Rabbit hair is light and fragrant, and shrimp eye soup is delicate, full and wavy.
Send the sandman away from several seats and replenish fresh air to the skin. The quiet shrub has fallen from the brook rock and refused to move its roots into the capital.
Tea boiling tea miscellaneous chanting Tang Pirixiu Xiangquan mixed with milk, fried into boiling beads. When I saw the crab's eyes splashing, I saw the scales at a glance.
Doubt is loose rain, and the ground is afraid of smoke and green. If you are still halfway up the mountain, you will never get drunk for a thousand days.
At the tea party with him, Qi forgot to say that purple tea was under the bamboo, and all the feather guests were drunk. The heart of dust is hard to enjoy, and the cicada tree is inclined.
Tang's tea poems are gentle and fragrant, which I call Cao Ying. Night mortar smoke rammer, cold stove cooking snow.
Just worry about the blue powder and taste the green peanuts. Taste the tea in the canyon. In the Tang Dynasty, Zheng Xin welcomed the dew and Xiaojiangyuan fried it with fire.
Monk Wu always said that Jiming Mountain is good, but he no longer boasted about birds and flowers. Half the seats are light green and some are light yellow.
If people with lumen diseases don't go back, the thirst for wine will make spring taste better. In the summer, Zhang Ji lived in the Tang Dynasty, but he fell ill and was less welcome, and lived in seclusion for another year.
The medicine is combined in the morning and evening, and the tea is fried. Grass grows fine and comes to the ground, and insects fly late the day after tomorrow.
At this time, the dream is still far away, and I don't feel like going to the other side of the mountain. I lived in Cao Ye in the Tang Dynasty, sweeping leaves, frying tea and picking leaves. My heart was carefree and dreamless, and the night window was empty.
It's late for Guangwuborn, but Yan Jun likes fishing. Living in the suburbs means that Tang Jiadao has lived in this garden for a long time, but he is not at home.
Ye Shu ran wild and cooked Hu tea on the roof. After the rain, every heron is walking, and the frog sounds deeper.
Naturally, I still went in, mostly because I love smog. That is, Li Shangyin and Ding Xiao in the Tang Dynasty were frying tea noodles in a curved pool, and the white-bearded Taoist played bamboo chess.
Who wrote a book to break the banana fan and remember when the trees were moved in the Southern Tang Dynasty? In other words, Tang Bai Juyi sat at night after seeing the moon and slept all day when he heard the wind.
The room is fragrant, the cage is warm and baked. The crane pecks at the new sun, and the chicken perches at dusk.
Look at the wine, lean on the staff in front of the pool. People who visit relatives and friends don't meet Tang and don't have their best friends when they go out, so they can move into your house.
Empty mask a pretty Chu, see what temple flowers. Short boys should hold sticks and young girls should learn to hold tea.
Drop the topic, the moss steps and shadows are oblique. Appreciate Li Jushi Xichuan to go to the Tang family, and the generals will follow Nong.
It's a lotus, but it won't turn into a willow. The pine niche is wrapped in Tibetan medicine, and the stone lip is safe and mortar.
Heard when * * * know, that can not join hands. Enjoy Lotte's leisure, send Liu Tang Yuxi to sleep in the sun for his birthday, and he will be idle to the immortals.
Poetry and tea help cool, and medicinal liquor can publicize. The wind breaks the bamboo, and the bottom of the pool is exposed.
At that time, I didn't live in seclusion, so I owed money to buy a mountain. Self-reported Tang Yuanying introduced Bi Yilang and Jiang Yanxuan to sleep in separate beds.
The son of heaven took the exam under the curtain, and the palace man had tea soup in his hand. Occasionally, in the snow, the tea of Zheng Gu monks in Tang Dynasty was wet, and the wine of singers was weak.
When the river reached Kanhua in the evening, the fisherman came back with a clean coat.
5. The poem "Seven Bowls of Tea" describing good tea
-Tang Dynasty poet Lu Tong
When the sun is high and sleepy, the army will knock at the door, which will surprise Duke Zhou.
Word-of-mouth suggests sending letters, and white silk seals three letters obliquely.
I opened my mouth and saw the suggestion. I read 300 articles about the Moon Group.
I heard that the new year has entered the mountains, and the stinging insects have stirred up the spring breeze.
The son of heaven must taste Yangxian tea, and the grass plants dare not open first.
Renfeng produces dark pearl buds, and then spring produces golden buds.
Picking fresh, baking, sealing and packaging are perfect but not extravagant.
In addition to the supreme princes, why go to the mountain clan?
Chai Men is anti-vulgar, and the halter of the gauze hat is self-fried and self-eaten.
Yun Lan led the wind to blow constantly, and white flowers floated on the surface.
One bowl moistens the throat, and the other two bowls are lonely.
Three bowls of heartbroken, only five thousand volumes of words.
Four bowls of sweat, life is not smooth, scattered to the pores.
Five bowls of bones and muscles are clear, and six bowls are immortal.
I can't eat seven bowls, but I feel the wind blowing under my arm.
Penglai Mountain, where is it? Yuchuanzi wants to ride this cool breeze home.
Immortals descended from the mountains, occupying a lofty position and being isolated from the wind and rain.
Ann learned that tens of billions of lives fell off the cliff and were in great pain.
I asked the whole people for advice, but I finally had to stop.
6. Wuyi Tea Song Fan Zhongyan's Tea Poetry
Every spring comes to the southeast wind, and the simple stream is slightly warm first.
Strange tea by the stream is the highest in the world, and Wuyi immortals have been planted since ancient times.
An old friend sent tea to Cao Ye.
Jiuhua Ying's sword is printed in Yujing.
When the moon opens, there is the sound of disorderly springs underground.
Invite monks in the middle of the night and cook the moon with lonely songs.
The blue sky is heavy and broken, and the fragrance is light and the flowers are light.
All the six fu-organs sleep, and the number of poems is clear.
I didn't dare to spend money after the month, so I supported it with my elbow.
Gong Yu beige tea Xu Zhan drink
Bi Rongqing Resuhin,
Tao Chengxian got the tribute to my king.
Cleverly gouge out the bright moon and dye the spring water,
Lv Yun is full of thin ice.
The old mirror was worn out as a seat,
Nenhe Hanlou Biehe River.
The fragrance of bamboo leaves in Zhongshan first appeared.
If you are sick, you can get ten points.
Shangshu Huila Noodles Tea Xu Yin
Wuyi spring is warm and the moon is full,
Pick new buds and give them to the fairy.
Flying magpies are printed into fragrant wax slices,
Take a Mulan boat at Tiaohou Creek.
Golden trough and agarwood powder,
The ice bowl is light and contains green smoke.
Giving gifts is the most different,
It is advisable to cook Beishan Spring at night.
Yoshioka fried tea Soviet style
Live water must be boiled with live fire, and deep water should be taken from fishing stone [1];
The big ladle keeps the moon and the spring urn, and the small ladle divides the river and the night bottle.
Snow milk has been turned over and fried [2], and the wind suddenly makes a diarrhea sound.
It is not easy to ban three bowls of heartbroken [3], and the length of the deserted city is longer.
Ada, the captain of Luoyang, and Wang Changling, the captain's room on the shore of Tiangong Temple.
My good friend told me to stay, and the moon was hanging in the sky.
Beyond the dust, sweep the green forest.
Cut off the county tube, and suddenly the machine is empty.
Sanxiang returned, so far.
The former residence is in Taihang North, far from the east.
There is something on all sides, and white clouds are everywhere.
Xiao Yuanwai sent Bai Juyi a new kind of Shu tea.
Shu tea was shocked, and Wei Shuijian became precious.
Europe seems to float and play, and love is a thirst for wine in spring.
Doctor Xie sent Bai Juyi a new kind of Shu tea.
So the situation turned to making friends, and the new tea was separated from illness.
Red paper is a letter at the back of the book, and green shoots are ten fires before spring.
Add a spoonful of water to the soup to fry the fish eyes, and add fesr to stir up the dust.
If you don't send it to others, send it to me first, because I am a different tea man.
Bai Juyi went to the wall because of the poems of Bai Xu, a doctor in Yuan Dynasty, and drinking snow water tea.
Yin frost sentence, leisurely taste snow water tea.
There is only Yuanjia in the city.
Shan quan Jian cha you Huai Bai Juyi
Sitting in cool water, looking at the fried green tea powder, such as dust.
There is no reason to hold a bowl of tea in your hand, but this feeling makes people who love tea fall in love.
7. Bai Juyi, an ancient poem with blue characters.
The pavilion ridge is too high to be demolished, and the owner keeps it as a western hill.
Looking at the oblique position of the sunset, a piece of spring haze reflects half a ring.
Dai Chun gave Bai Juyi.
The mountains are shining, and the magnolia flowers are white and yellow.
But I don't know what Jiangxi means. The scenery has never been different.
After birth, there will be no acacia, only acacia, and then acacia.
The body is like a floating cloud, the heart is like a flying catkin, like it, like it constantly.
There is a lingering fragrance here, and the beloved doesn't know where to go.
When is the most violent time when the symptoms of lovesickness come?
It's when the light is half dark and the moon is half bright and half bright.
-"Moon Song Chun Qing" (Xu Yuanzai Si)
At that moment, I raised my horse not to beg for happiness, but to wait for your arrival.
On that day, the Mani Pile was built not for Xiu De, but to throw stones at the Heart Lake.
That January, I shook all the prayer tubes not to cross over, but to touch your fingertips.
That year, I kowtowed on the mountain road, not to see, but to keep your warmth.
This life is not reincarnation, but meeting you on the road.
On that day, I closed my eyes and suddenly heard the true words in your Ode to Scripture in the fragrant fog of the temple.
That January, I shook all the prayer wheels not to cross over, but to touch your fingertips.
That year, I kowtowed and climbed on the mountain road, not to see, but to keep your warmth.
I've climbed over mountains and water pagodas all my life, not to repair the afterlife, but to meet you on the road.
That night, I listened to Brahma sing all night, not for enlightenment, but for you.
That January, I turned all the prayer tubes not to cross over, but to touch your fingerprints.
That year, I kowtowed and held dust, not to worship Buddha, but to keep your warmth.
At that time, I crossed hundreds of mountains, not to repair the afterlife, but to meet you on the road.
At that moment, I soared to immortality, not for immortality, but for your peace and happiness.
8. Poetry about tea 1, new tea has been baked, and the old shelf is sad. In the swirl, new smoke came out and shouted at the cold wood. -Gu Kuang's "Baked Tea Dock"
2. Xiangquan took a sip of milk and boiled it for Julian. When I saw the crab's eyes splashing, I saw the scales at a glance. Doubt is loose rain, and the ground is afraid of smoke and green. If you are still halfway up the mountain, you will never get drunk for a thousand days. -Pi Rixiu's Tea in Tea, brew tea
3, spring fireworks and white clouds, sit and drink fragrant tea and love this mountain. The boat under the rock can't bear to go, and the clear stream is flowing at dusk. -Ling Yi's "Drinking Tea with Yuan Jushi Qingshantan"
4, do not envy the gold base, do not envy the white jade cup, do not envy the people, do not envy the people, do not envy the Xijiang River, once went to Jingling City. -Lu Yu's "Six Envy Songs"
5, Jiuri Mountain Zen Temple, Dongli Chrysanthemum Yellow. Laity is full of wine, who can help tea? -Jiao Ran's Nine Days and Luyu Tea
9. The poem about drinking tea is getting stronger every day, and the army will knock on the door to surprise Duke Zhou.
Word-of-mouth suggests sending letters, and white silk seals three letters obliquely.
I opened my mouth and saw the suggestion. I read 300 articles about the Moon Group.
I heard that the new year has entered the mountains, and the stinging insects have stirred up the spring breeze.
The son of heaven must taste Yangxian tea, and the grass plants dare not open first.
Renfeng secretly produces pearl buds, and golden buds in early spring.
Picking fresh, baking, sealing and packaging are perfect but not extravagant.
In addition to the supreme princes, why go to the mountain clan?
Chai Men is anti-vulgar, and the halter of the gauze hat is self-fried and self-eaten.
Yun Lan led the wind to blow constantly, and white flowers floated on the surface.
One bowl moistens the throat, and the other two bowls are lonely.
Three bowls of heartbroken, only five thousand volumes of words.
Four bowls of sweat, life is not smooth, scattered to the pores.
Five bowls of bones and muscles are clear, and six bowls are immortal.
I can't eat seven bowls, but I feel the wind blowing under my arm.
Penglai Mountain, where is it? Yuchuanzi wants to ride this cool breeze home.
Immortals descended from the mountains, occupying a lofty position and being isolated from the wind and rain.
Ann learned that tens of billions of lives fell off the cliff and were in great pain.
I asked the whole people for advice, but must I have a rest in the end?