Living water must be boiled with living fire, which is clear from the fishing stone.
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.
Lu Tong, whose real name is Yuchuanzi, is fond of tea and is revered as Cha Sheng by later generations. His "Start writing Xie Meng to persuade to send new tea", namely "Tea Song", is an impromptu work after he tasted the new tea presented by his friend Dr. Meng Jian, and it is a famous seven-character ancient poem about tea:
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 must I have a rest in the end? (Moon group refers to tea cakes)
This poem is also called seven bowls of tea poem. It described the benefits of drinking tea with Shen Yi's pen and ink, which amazed the world.
The poem describes the poet closing Chai Men and drinking tea alone. The tea soup is bright and clear, and the essence floats on the bowl surface. Hot air like blue clouds is curled up and can't be blown away.
Hardly had the poet drunk a bowl when he felt his throat was wet and thirsty.
After two bowls, the loneliness in the chest disappears;
After three bowls, the spirit multiplied, full of words;
After drinking four bowls, I was sweating all over; Unhappy things in life spread out with my pores;
After drinking the fifth bowl, I feel very relaxed and comfortable.
Drinking the sixth bowl is like entering a fairyland;
I can't drink the seventh bowl any more. At this moment, I only feel that the two glues give birth to a cool breeze, and I am on cloud nine. "Penglai Mountain, where is it?" The poet will ride away in this breeze!
Beautiful poems and elegant thoughts are deeply loved by scholars of all ages.
Poets compare tea cakes to the moon, so later poems repeatedly imitate its meaning. For example, Su Wu's "take a small group of the sky and the moon alone and want to be the second spring in the world." "The bright moon comes to vote for Yuchuanzi, and the breeze blows Wu Linchun." In particular, the phrase "only two breezes are born" is especially quoted by scholars. May Yao Chen "also wants to have two breezes to teach him to blow away the moon." Lutong's nickname is Yuchuanzi, so it is talked about by people. Chen Jiru "The sun and the moon in the mountains try new springs, and your predecessor Lao Yuchuan."
While describing the benefits of drinking tea, Seven Bowls of Tea Poems subtly satirizes the arrogance of the emperor who does whatever he wants by virtue of his prominent power: "The emperor wants to taste yangxian tea, and all the herbs bloom first", which not only shows the season of picking tea (picking it before flowering), but also implies the arrogance of the emperor.
Miracle's Twelve Rhymes of Chanting Tea is a beautiful five-character poem.
Let a hundred herbs be the spirit, and work 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 tried to fix things, and Teacher Lu thought it was wonderful.
His name is Desheng and his surname is Hu. He is from Yiyang. He became a monk in Tongqing Temple of David, and then returned to live in Lindong, Heng Yue, calling himself the Shaman of Heng Yue.
There are twelve pairs of this five-character tea poem. The first two couplets first introduce the characteristics of Baicao Spiritual Tea, and the last ten couplets describe a series of tea events such as tea growth, picking, tribute, efficacy, cooking and giving. Linguistic antithesis is necessary. Except for the first and last two couplets, the antithesis of the upper and lower sentences of each couplet is very neat, which reflects the orderly beauty of language.
Old friends send tea.
Don 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.
Fried tea
Tang Cheng Yanxiong
When the moon misses spring sleep, the tiger runs by the spring and thinks slowly.
Shu tea was crushed by a cloud monk, and three or four withered pine branches picked it up by themselves.
Beichawu
Tangguguang
The new tea has been baked, but the old shelf is worrying.
In the swirl, new smoke came out and shouted at the cold wood.
Have tea with me on the ninth.
Tang jiaoran
Jiuri Mountain Zen Temple, chrysanthemum yellow in Dongli.
Laity is full of wine, who can help tea?
Reward friends for sending scented tea in the Spring Festival Evening.
Don
Yesterday, the east wind blew bitter orange blossoms, 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.
Have tea with Yuan Jushi Qingshan Tan
Tang lingyi
Between the fireworks in the spring and the white clouds, I 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.
Check from the disher society
Don
I asked Fang Ming to pay tribute to Wu Ci, which was very interesting.
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.
Changcha
Yuxi Liu Tang
Sheng patted Fang Congying's buds, and Lao Lang sent them to Chen Xian's home.
There is Xiangjiang River Moon tonight, reflecting a bowl of flowers.
Dayun Temple Tea Poems
Tangluyan
Yurui is a masterpiece that hit it off, and the monk 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.
Cha zhong za Zhu Yong cha
Don Pi Rixiu
As soon as the fragrant spring is combined with milk, the beads are fried to boiling. 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.
Yuzhaoju tea banquet
Don Qian Qi
I forgot to mention purple tea under the bamboo, and I won.
The heart of dust is hard to enjoy, and the cicada tree is inclined.
Tea Poetry
Don
The tender buds are fragrant and spiritual, which I call grass and English.
Night mortar smoke rammer, cold stove cooking snow.
Just worry about the blue powder and taste the green peanuts.