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 the old tea 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.
When Tang's Xiongyue Temple falls asleep in spring, 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.
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 came to Kanhua in the evening, the fisherman came back with a clean coat. Picking tea from bamboo: Liu Zongyuan clustered Hunan bamboo, leaving Tsinghua with zero dew.
After this snowy mountain, the spirit germinates in the morning. The steaming smoke over Ishise is close to Lingdan Cliff.
Round and colorful, Guibi flawless. The tiger's son is at the golden top, in seclusion.
I'm worried about the authenticity of the photo and the source of the faint. Like manna rice, Buddhism inspires you.
Duh, there is a beautiful couple, and nothing is expensive. The tea in Happy Garden is healthy, pure and clean, and tired of drinking dust.
This thing believes in spiritual taste. It comes from the mountains. Speaking of the reasons for the group, plant a waste soil rate.
Happiness grows with grass, you have to tell others. ChangSunZhai tea party with Lang Shangren, Qian Qi and his lover, and forgot to go back to the gifted scholar's house.
Metaphysical talk and seaweed thinking, green tea represents Liu Hua. Look at the clouds on the shore, including the slightest tilt.
If Qiao Song satisfies this, he won't get drunk again. Lan Ruo, Xishan, tried tea songs. Liu Yuxi, a monk in the mountains, has a few clusters of tea on the back eaves, and spring comes to reflect the new velvet of bamboo smoke.
Now I shake off my clothes for the guests and pick out the beak from the fragrant bushes. Stir-fried shredded pork must be fragrant, and then brew Jinsha water at will.
Torrential rain loosened the tripod, and white clouds circled the bowl of flowers. The melodious nose spray is clear and steep, biting and annoying.
Yangya is different from Yinling except that there are no berries under the bamboo. Although Emperor Yan has never tasted the decoction, Scouts know the taste of seal script.
The new shoots did not relieve for a long time, and they were picked and fried for a while. Mulan smells like dew, and Yao grass looks worse than waves.
The monk said that the spiritual interest should be quiet and adopt clever English as a guest. Without hesitation, it was sent to the county Zhai, and the brick well copper furnace was damaged.
What's more, Gu Chunzhu in Mengshan, white mud and red seal took away the dust. It can be seen that the stamen is cold, and it must be the person who writes down the stone after sleeping.
"There are so many jars, who will enjoy the fragrance of purple bamboo shoots in Mengshan"-it is about the first purple bamboo shoot tea in Mengshan, Sichuan; "To solve the problem of matrix, Longxing is the first spring source"-this is the "spring source" of Longxing in Fujian; "Burn incense and read Xiechuan Collection carefully, and wait for fire to cook ancient bamboo"-refers to ancient bamboo tea in Changxing, Zhejiang; "White and half-life, hard and yellow, a roll of learning Lanting"-this is Shaoxing's tribute tea; "You can still see small town flowers in spring and taste Beiyuan tea in the snow"-it is also Gongcha Beiyuan tea; "Jianxi official tea is the best in the world, and it smells like light snow"-this is another tribute tea, Fujian Jianxi tea.
2. Poems describing tea The new tea has been baked and the old one is worried. In the swirl, new smoke came out and shouted at the cold wood.
Dragon Tree has a good craftsman who made this good sample. Make a mushroom silly and fry it into a noise.
The thatched cottage is overcast and the pine windows are full of snow. At this time, the spoon is full of tea, and the wild language is not clear.
Yurui is a masterpiece that hit it off, and the monk made great efforts to make laws. Rabbit hair is light and fragrant,
Shrimp eye soup turns into fine waves. 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.
Running water must be boiled with live 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 is not easy to ban three bowls when heartbroken, but it is longer to sit and listen to the lonely city.
3. The poem 1 describes leisure, picking chrysanthemums under the east fence and seeing Nanshan leisurely. -Tao Yuanming's fifth day of drinking.
2, stained with clothes to wet apricot rain, blowing the face without cold wind. -The quatrains of monks in Zhinan.
3, the clouds are light and the wind is light in the afternoon, and the flowers are over a thousand rivers with the willows. -Cheng Hao's "Occasionally in Spring"
4, thousands of miles green, water village Guo Shan wine flag wind. -Du Mu's "Jiangnan Spring"
5. The Pear Flower Garden dissolves the moon, and the catkin pond is faint. -Yan Shu's "Moral"
6. There are long vegetation and trees around Xia Meng's house. -Tao Yuanming's "Reading Shan Hai Jing, Part I"
7, riding a horse against the bridge, full of tea. -Wei Zhuang's "Bodhisattva"
8. My middle-aged heart found its way, and I came to live at the foot of this mountain. -Wang Wei's "My retreat in Zhongnanshan"
9. I will walk until the river blocks my way, then sit down and look at the rising clouds. -Wang Wei's "My retreat in Zhongnanshan"
10, the mountains are getting better and better, and the birds are on their way home. -Tao Yuanming's fifth day of drinking.
1 1, I like children and rogues best. I lie on the stream and peel lotus flowers. -Xin Qiji's "Village Residence"
12, my daughter picks spring mulberry and the song is Haruka. -anonymous "picking mulberry"
13, caged birds love the old forest, and the fish in the pool are lost. -Tao Yuanming's Return to the Garden
14, white-haired old farmers stand out from the crowd, and the wheat field looks at the clouds. -Forever in "Looking at the Sunny Farmhouse"
15, Banqiao people crossing the spring, Mao Yan at noon. -Gu Kuang's "Mountain Farmhouse"
4. The sentence of drinking tea alone in leisure afternoon is 1. Tea tasting is a pleasure! I am alone with my shadow: I have a cup of tea! I also tasted the heaviness of life: sitting alone and tasting.
2. It is rare to be free. After a year, I went to Xinhua Bookstore to read. The counter furnishings have changed a lot, the types and quantities of bibliographies have decreased a lot, and many tea culture display and experience leisure areas have been added. I don't know whether it is advancing with the times or the impact of e-books and e-commerce has to expand channels. It's good to think about it. Tea tasting and reading are elegant things that complement each other. A person, a cup of tea, a book, an afternoon … just so good!
3. Tea, I want to know ... I think, walking on the street without soul is the need to adjust the soul ... If there is such a person, it is sometimes like drinking tea! Sometimes it's like drinking tea.
4. Stay away from big fish and meat and noise during the Chinese New Year. A person listens to his favorite songs at home, watches his favorite TV series, drinks tea and reads his favorite books ... it is rare to be quiet during the New Year!
Nothing is more important than finding a quiet space for yourself in the ancient city of Fenghuang on a warm afternoon. A person who travels freely likes to stay in one place for two or three days, drinking, drinking tea, paying for food, chatting, traveling lightly, looking for a quiet little world, lifting it up and putting it down, everything will eventually return to calm, and when you are calm, you will know to face it calmly. Prosperity is a thing of the past, and a cup of tea is tasteless from the beginning. Just accept it quietly and be together silently.
I can finally sit down and have a cup of tea. Now I am a frequent visitor here. I come once a week. I like the sofa and environment here and enjoy tea quietly.
7. carefree when you are young, calm and calm in middle age. This is how life is spent. From the starting point to the end point, the scenery is winding along the way, and only one person is sitting in the sun drinking tea. ...
8. Love tea or red wine: After getting up in the morning, I feel very relaxed and like reading. Tourist souvenirs are on the table and I think of someone sweetly!
9. When a person tastes tea, it is full of joy in plainness and has a long aftertaste in plainness. Use the words of time and the temperature of tea to enjoy the long river of life and a person's floating life.
10. I like the situation and atmosphere here very much. The company often comes here after meetings. There are meeting rooms of various sizes to choose from. One can order a cup of tea and enjoy a buffet lunch. Cost-effective. Even if the number of people is relatively small, it is also very suitable for the gathering of friends of the Three Five Stones. Very suitable for drinking tea, chatting happily, antique decoration, eye-opening, good tea and good meal.
165438+ Second: I am interested in products. It is also a pleasure for two intimate friends to have a cup of tea, or say a word from the heart, but I can feel the harmonious heartbeat of the sacred unicorn. Three words: all goods are wise.
12. Tea is the best thing. Tea tasting can make a person calm down and think and plan the next road.
13. Drinking a cup of tea and reading someone is actually reading yourself. Read tea, read the game behind tea fragrance, read the sweet aftertaste in bitterness, and read the sublimation after life precipitation; People who read tea, while reading truth, goodness and beauty, also read the hypocrisy behind the sanctimonious, but also read the cunning behind the smile; The most important thing is to be an open-minded person for yourself.
14. A person, sipping a cup of tea and smelling the tea. Not disturbed by the secular, not moved by others, not disturbed by the outside world. At this moment, all you need is a good cup of tea, a quiet environment and a place without noise. At that time, there was only tea, only me.
15. It is also good to know how to enjoy a person's moment, drink tea, read books, watch movies or be in a daze. No one can stay with us forever. We all need freedom.
5. What poems describe leisure? 1. Birds love the old forest, but the fish in the pool are lost. Open up wasteland in the south and return to the garden.
2. People are idle with osmanthus, and the night is quiet and empty.
If you have an appointment and don't come after midnight, knock on the chess pieces and throw them into the snuff.
4. Pick chrysanthemums under the east fence and see Nanshan leisurely.
I love fish with different hearts, so I will give you a hook.
6. Sit in front of the flowers when you wake up, and sleep under the flowers when you are drunk.
7. When there are many busy people, how many people know their leisure time? A person is in a small building, with clouds and a little small view.
8. Several early warblers compete for warm trees, and their new swallows peck at the soil in spring.
9. Peach blossoms outside the bamboo are three or two, and the spring river plumbing duck prophet.
10. There is a short canopy under the shade of an ancient forest. Zhang Li helped me cross the east side of the bridge.
1 1. The autumn water is only four or five feet deep, and the wildness is only two or three people.
12. Piercing butterflies is deep, and dragonflies fly slowly with the water.
13. Chicken crows in Maodian, and people swim in Banqiao frost.
14. Climb the high east to ease the noise, and write poems in the clear water.
15. Drunk with the moon, the sage in the dream and the bewitch in the flower, you turned a deaf ear to the emperor.
Rural life, mountains and rivers as neighbors, accompanied by flowers and birds. There are both the leisure of "picking chrysanthemums under the east fence and seeing Nanshan leisurely" and the leisure of "sitting in the poor water and watching Yun Qi again". Therefore, since ancient times, many literati like to leave their feelings in the countryside to stay away from the noisy city life.
For ancient literati, they need a quiet and leisurely place to wash away the troubles of noisy life in the city. Isn't it? In city life, car horns resound through the sky, ears are full of keyboard tapping, and time is full of files and entertainment. Where can I find a place to wash my body and mind?
reference data
Ancient Poetry Network: http://www.gushiwen.org/
6. Poems describing leisure include:
1, Return to Songshan by Wang Wei in Tang Dynasty
Original text:
The clear river flows slowly through the bushes like my chariot. I became a traveling companion and went home with the birds at dusk.
An abandoned city wall is above an old ferry, and the autumn sunset drowns the peaks. In a distant place, next to Songshan Mountain, I will close my door and get peace.
Translation:
The clear Sichuan water is surrounded by a piece of vegetation, and the horses are driving away slowly. The running water seems to be full of affection for me, and the birds in the evening return with me.
The desolate city is close to the ancient ferry, and the afterglow of the sunset is full of golden autumn mountains. At the foot of the distant and lofty Songshan Mountain, I closed the door and refused to spend my old age in the secular world.
2. Wei Shui farmers in Tang Dynasty written by Wang Wei.
Original text:
Sunset shines on the market, and cattle and sheep go home along the path.
A rugged old man in a thatched door leaned against a cane and thought about his son, the shepherd boy.
There are whistling pheasants? Full ears of wheat, sleeping silkworms and peeled mulberry leaves.
Jojo and Fu Tian greet each other cordially.
No wonder I long for a simple life and sigh the old song, oh, back to the past! .
Translation:
The village is full of the afterglow of the sunset, and cattle and sheep are returning along the deep alleys.
The old man was thinking about his grandchildren who were eating grass. He waited in his firewood with a crutch.
Pheasants are chirping, wheat is heading, silkworms are asleep, and mulberry leaves are sparse.
The farmers returned to the village with hoes, smiling and reluctant to part.
How can I not envy being so comfortable? I couldn't help singing "Decline" in frustration.
3. Dong Jin Tao Yuanming's "Drinking to Build a House in the Humanistic Environment"
Original text:
Building a house is human, and there are no horses and chariots.
What can you do? The heart is far from being self-centered.
Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely.
The mountains are getting better and better, and the birds are back.
That makes sense. I forgot what I wanted to say.
Translation:
Living in the world, there is no noise of horses and chariots.
Ask me why. As long as I aim high, I will naturally feel that my place is secluded.
Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, leisurely, Nanshan in the distance comes into view.
The smell in the mountains and the scenery in the evening are very good, and birds come back with their companions.
It contains the true meaning of life. I want to identify it, but I don't know how to express it
4. Autumn Night in the Deep Mountains by Wang Wei in the Tang Dynasty.
Original text:
The empty mountains are bathed in a new rain, and feel the early autumn at night. The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks.
The bamboo forest is sonorous, the washerwoman returns, and the lotus leaves are swaying to get on the canoe. Spring spring might as well give it a rest, and the autumn sun can stay on the hills for a long time.
Translation:
The empty mountain is bathed in a new rain, and the arrival of night makes people feel that it is early autumn. The moon is clear and clear, and the clear spring is flowing.
The bamboo forest was noisy until the washerwoman came back, and the lotus leaves swayed like canoes. The wheat straw in spring might as well let it rest, and the prince and grandson in the mountains can stay in autumn.
5. My Seclusion in Zhongnanshan by Wang Wei in Tang Dynasty.
Original text:
After middle age, I have a strong kind heart, and I didn't settle down at the edge of Mount Zhongnan until my later years. Interest concentration is often unique to play and have a happy thing to enjoy self-appreciation.
Sometimes go to the end of the water to seek the source, or sit and watch the ever-changing clouds rise. Occasionally I met a village elder in the Woods, and I chatted with him until I often forgot to go home.
Translation:
I was kind-hearted in middle age and moved to the foot of Nanshan in my later years. When I am in a good mood, I wander alone, only I know.
Take a leisurely stroll outside the water, sit down and look up at the fluttering of white clouds. Occasionally I meet an old man in the forest and forget to return with a smile.
6. Eastern Jin Tao Yuanming's Return to the Garden (Part II)
Original text:
I planted beans at the foot of Nanshan, and the weeds in the field were covered with peas. Get up early in the morning to get rid of weeds, and come back with hoes in the moonlight at night.
The narrow path covered with vegetation, the night dew wet my clothes. It's not a pity to get wet, but I hope it won't be against my will.
Translation:
Beans are planted in the fields under Nanshan, with lush grass and sparse bean seedlings. Get up in the morning to hoe the ground, and carry a hoe in the moonlight at dusk.
The narrow path was covered with vegetation, and the dew wet my clothes in the evening. It's not a pity that my clothes are wet. I just hope I won't go against my wish to retire.