Poetry of Tieguanyin Tea Culture
Twelve rhymes of tea (Tang? Miracle? Five-character arrangement)
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 have tried to practice the law, and Mr. Lu is wonderful.
My nephew and monk are in parallel to offer Yuquan Mountain cactus tea (Tang? Li Bai)
I heard that yuquan temple in Jingzhou is near Qingxi Mountain, and there are often milk holes in caves. There are many Yuquan communication in the cave, including a white bat as big as a crow (a duck). According to the fairy tale bat, a fairy tale mouse. After chitose, the body is as white as snow, and the residence is upside down. Drinking milk will live forever. There are tea and grass everywhere by the water, and the branches and leaves are like jasper. However, Yuquan Gong Zheng often picks and drinks it. Over eighty years old, the color is like peaches and plums. Besides, this tea is delicious and unique. So you can save children and save lives. When I traveled to Jinling, I saw my nephew's position was Zhongfu, displaying dozens of teas. The fists overlap and are shaped like hands. It is called cactus tea. Cover your heart and cross Yuquan Mountain, and you will be surprised at the end of the ancient times. Because he persisted, he gave a poem and wanted to answer it, so he made this work. After the monk died, he knew that cactus tea originated from Zhongfu Zen and Qinglian lay plum.
I have often heard of Yuquan Mountain, and there are many caves with milk caves. The fairy mouse is as white as a crow, hanging upside down on the Qingxi moon.
In the middle of this stone, Yuquan keeps flowing. Genk spilled Jin Fang to moisten his bones and muscles.
Clusters are always rolling green leaves, and the branches are connected. Exposed to cactus, it seems to be patting the cliff shoulder.
If you don't see it at the end of the world, whose name will be passed down. Zong Ying is a Zen master. He gave a good article.
There is no salt in the mirror. You are ashamed of Xi Yanzi. Sitting in the morning, I have fun, I sing and broadcast heaven.
The Book of Tea (Tang? Shu Sun)
The pavilion cooks fragrant tea, and the shed curtains 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? Zhang Ji)
Many diseases are popular, and I lived quietly 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 chaling (Tang? Zhang Ji)
Purple buds and even white pistils were first born in the field. When I see my family picking it, I usually touch it.
Wax tea (Tang? Xu Yin)
Wuyi spring is warm and the moon is full, and new buds are adopted to offer immortals; 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.
The exquisite poetry of Tieguanyin tea culture
"Tea Song" (Tang? Jiao Ran)
The Vietnamese left me a scent of tea 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.
Tea students in Xiyuan (Tang? Wei)
Cleanliness can't be polluted, and it is annoying to drink 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? Lu Xisheng)
February in Grain Rain, Shan Ye, Banpo fragrance. Spring wine can also quench thirst, so it is precious to take new buds for spinning and frying.
Huzhou Gongbei New Tea (Tang? Zhang Wengui)
Every spring, when she came back half drunk, Xiane entered the water and the royal curtain was opened. Peony flowers laugh at golden cymbals and play Huzhou purple bamboo shoots.
"Meng Jiao fried tea with radish leaves and spring leaves" (Tang? Liu Yanshi)
Fine powder, many bamboo shoots and buds, wild fried cold creek bank. 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.
"New tea is sent to give up" xianggong "twenty-three uncles and twenty-two uncles" (Tang? Lulun)
Taste Penglai for the first time and read Jindingxiang every day. There's only half a piece of jade left. I'll send Allen a few lines.
With (Tang? 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.
Have tea with Kangju Qingshan Lake (Tang? Ling Yi)
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.
"Qin Tea" (Tang? Bai Juyi)
Tao Tao was 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.
Do you know anything about piano? Surabaya Old tea is Mengshan. Traffic is not smooth, who says I have no home today?
At night, I heard Chashan Pavilion in Jia Changzhou and Cui Huzhou (Tang? Bai Juyi)
Far away, I heard that there will be a tea mountain, a night, pearls, green songs and a clock, all around me. There are two States under the plate, and the spring is made in front of the lamp.
"Summer Occasionally" (Tang? Liu Zongyuan)
The summer in Yongzhou was wet and hot, so that the man dozed off drunk, pushed open the north window and had a long sleep. In the afternoon, there was no sound. Shan Tong knocked on the tea mortar opposite the bamboo.
"Buddhist Temple" (Tang? Du Mu)
A boat 100% is empty, and a youth of 10 is not responsible. Today, beside the temple, tea and cigarettes are being blown away.
Xiling Taoist tea song (Tang? Wen Tingjun)
The mammary sinus splashed through the stone veins, and the green dust worried about the color of the grass. The flowers in the stream enter 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 Poetry (After Five Dynasties? Zheng invited)
The tender buds are fragrant and spiritual, which I call grass and English. 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.
And Mr. Liu Yazi [Seven Laws] (Mao Zedong)
I can't forget drinking tea in Guangdong. I asked about the leaves in Yuzhou. Twenty-one years after returning from my hometown, I read Huazhang when the flowers fell.
Complaining too much can prevent heartbroken, and you should pay attention to it after a long history. The water in Kunming, Mo Island is shallow, and watching fish is better than Fuchun River.
New Year's Day Zhan Liu Yazi Huai Renyun (Dong)
* * * Laughter flowers welcome the New Year, and Lady Hongyan sends plum blossoms. Everyone toasted each other in the toast to express their wishes for the New Year. After all the people were not satisfied, they tasted the tea of victory together and talked about current affairs.
Only loyalty can repay the motherland. Now the motherland is being invaded by foreign countries, and there is no place to seek comfort. Singing and dancing with the capital to welcome the festival, it is called Yan' an scenery from a distance.
And Mr. Liu Yazi (Lin)
Wandering around the world, the new world sighs. One hundred years later, words and tea tables have experienced ups and downs.
A scholar can only see righteousness when he is in danger, and the country has no pure land and forgets home. I love Nanshe, and I cherish articles to serve the country.
Ancient poetry of Tieguanyin tea culture
Drinking tea on a moonlit night with five words.
Pan Hua invited guests to sit down and drink for love (Shi Xiu).
After sobering up, it is advisable to have a banquet at night and leave a monk alone in the garden (recommended).
You don't have to climb the laurel tree, so you can't pretend to be a tree.
The autumn wind is strong, and the history is called Beidou Zun (Cui Wan).
Clean bones and muscles, dredge and purify the soul (true feelings).
If you are not drunk like spring mash, why not talk about youth (Japan).
Plain porcelain is laid on a quiet night, and the fragrance is full of leisure (Shi Xiu).
Ouyang Xiu's Shuangjing Tea
Xijiang old stone, tea on the stone is like chicken feet
Poor wax is not as early as Joan Hinton, but Mr. Shuangjingya has a hundred herbs.
White hair follicles are raised with red and blue gauze and 10 kilograms of tea.
Chang 'an is rich and expensive, boasting for three days.
Baoyun is not good at casting every day, seeking the new and abandoning the old.
I'm afraid the gentleman has Changde, and the treasure will not change with the Ming Dynasty.
You can't see the dragon and phoenix in Jianxi, and you won't change the taste of the past.
My taste in old age is thin, and the only thing I like is drinking tea.
Twelve miscellaneous poems in late autumn
What's the point of buying wine? I am ashamed to talk about my career.
Chat with Hongsi from Hengpu and make Mengshan purple bamboo shoot tea by yourself.
The poem reflects that the author lived in poverty in his later years and had no money to buy wine, so he had to use tea instead of wine and grind tea himself.
In Yang Wanli's "Cooking Double Well Tea with Liuyiquan", there is a song like this:
When the sun is casting and building a stream, going home at sunset will be a dream.