Bamboo dew pine phoenix banana rain, tea smoke piano rhyme book sound. (Zhang Wei)
Sit down, sit down, sit down, tea, tea. (Zheng Banqiao)
Cooking tastes like the southeastern United States, especially congou and soup. (Xian Yuqing)
Picking tea is a good friend, and building a house is a good book. (Zhang Yanji)
Green salt cabbage rice, casserole chrysanthemum tea, water. (Zheng Banqiao)
Moran several branches of rice paper, bitter tea a cup of adult kiln. (Zheng Banqiao)
Chu head, a green hill sits; Jiangbei, Huainan, making tea. (Zheng Banqiao)
Mid-levels room waiting for the bright moon, a lamp of green tea rewards friends. (Anonymous)
Until the spring breeze in February and March, the stone stove knocked on the fire to try new tea. (Wei Shimin)
Wo Yun Goethe wrote "The Book of Tea" for Rain. (Zhan Tong)
Xiaoqiao shop sells sprinkles and makes tea with fresh smoke. (Yang Ji)
After the silkworms cook the new silk, before the tea is boiled. (Yang Ji)
There are fishing boats in the flower ditch and tea leaves on the banana ground. (Dexiang)
Xi jiangyuecha
(Huang Songting Jian)
It's early spring in Beilong Tougang, and the grain curtain is fragrant in early spring. It has drunk ants and tender goose yellow, and I want to turn it into snow waves.
Rabbit brown golden silk bowl, pine wind crab eye new soup, there is no reason to be more crazy, nectar comes from fairy palm.
Hangxiangzi tea ci
(stone)
Yee seats are only at the end, and the joy is still strong. The wine stopped, and I was filled with joy. * * * praise your gift, I sealed it at the beginning, relying on sweet cakes, golden wisps and Miyun dragons.
After fighting for thousands of minutes, I feel cold and cool under my armpits. I had a good time drinking tea and wearing a sarong. The court was quiet, slightly calm.
Man Ting Fang cha ci
(off)
Elegant swallow its seat, talk about it, make the monarch talented, the clouds are double phoenix, and the golden ball is broken at the beginning. The smoke from the furnace outside the window seems to move. Open the bottle and give it a try. The fragrant spring is lightly washed, the jade dust smells fragrant, and the snow splashes purple.
Exquisite and beautiful, green sleeves, steady red lotus, sitting in the guest's sorrow, sober up, painting candles on the sarong, always making flowers, the moon shines on the moon, wanting to linger.
2. Question: The word "charity" comes from charity.
Buddhas and Bodhisattvas came into this world because of enlightenment. If this karma is exhausted, they will go. Send it home:' If you do your best, you can finish the work.
Also (miscellaneous) raise money to tie the Buddha's fate. Shi's thought of giving alms is a method predestined relationship with Buddha.
So it's also called begging for alms. Yi Yizhi said:' Puguang Temple belongs to Hui Yuan, and Wang Zi is near the village.
As a monk, I beg my neighbors. - .
Buddha and Bodhisattva came to this world to educate all beings because of the cause of enlightenment. When the reasons were exhausted, they left. 2. Raise money from others to get married.
-Sakyamuni has a "fate" with our world and all sentient beings, and his lifelong education is his "fate".
Another example is Tang Bai Juyi's Preface to the Stone Pagoda of the Monk in Shang Hong: "I obeyed, so I sat on the manna altar and swore to the public that I would be the Lord for 20 years." This is a monk's charity.
It is also called begging by monks. For example, the first volume of Mai's "Jian Yizhi" said: "Hui Yuan, a villager, is also a monk and gives alms to his neighbors."
It turns out that Buddhist monks, monks, mean beggars, that is, people who beg for food for a living. Buddhist precepts say that monks beg for food in order to maintain their lives, that is, they can "lead an honest and clean life", "save trouble and cultivate monasteries" and "break all arrogance and laziness"
Monks collect money and beg for food, and they have a wide affinity with Buddha, so they are called alms. By extension, all fund-raising activities for Buddhism are also called charity.
(Li Mingquan)-.
On the background of Su Xiaomei's classical poems, Su Xiaomei looks neither fat nor thin, with thin red lips, round face, big black eyes, high forehead and prominent chin. At first glance, he looks like a shrewd man. She likes bickering with her two brothers since she was a child. She is naive, especially her eldest brother, Su Shi, who is full of cheeks and beards, paunchy and informal, is the object of her bickering, so she quarrels at home all day. One day Su Dongpo joked about his sister's appearance and described her convex forehead and concave eyes as:
Three or five steps before going out of the hall, first go to the painting hall;
I finally wiped my tears several times, leaving two springs.
Su Xiaomei ·Xi·Xi smiled and immediately retorted:
There is a clump of mourning grass between the lips, and the hair is even apricot;
The quarrel was nowhere to be found, and suddenly I heard Li Mao's voice.
This poem mocks Su Shi's unkempt beard. Girls are most afraid of being told of her physical weakness. Su Xiaomei's forehead was protruding and her eyes were a little far away, so she was caught by Su Shi to make fun of her. Su Xiaomei said that Su Shi's beard didn't seem to catch the sore spot, and she felt that she didn't use it. When she studied it again, she found that her brother's forehead was flat and there was no feeling of much trouble. The other horse's face is a foot long and his eyes are far away. The whole facial features are out of proportion, and she immediately picked up a poem happily:
Tian Ping Road is 3,000 wide, and it is very happy from afar;
Last year, a tear of acacia never reached my cheek.
Su Shi patted his sister's head with joy and smiled: The proverbs played by Su's brothers and sisters can be said to be excusable, often with puns, which make you think.
One winter, in Chuqing after the snow, Su Shi was wearing a big fur robe and sitting in the sun. The wind blew and the fur fluttered. Su Xiaomei walked by. When he saw this scene, he immediately said, "The wind is picky." After that, I looked at Su Shi with a sly smile and a smug look. There happened to be some ice and snow on the wall in the corner where she stood. At this time, under the sunlight, the melted snow water dripped down the wall. Without thinking, Su Shi said smoothly, "The water on the wall is DC." Although Su Xiaomei is still young, he is in the early stage of understanding. He blushed at once, gave his brother a hard look and ran away quickly. On another occasion, Su Xiaomei squatted by the well to cut fish. Su Dongpo came back from the outside and rode by. As soon as he saw it, he immediately said, "Sister, cut the fish, squat down and cut it in half!" " Su Xiaomei hesitated, but he couldn't help it. He raised his head slightly, half ashamed and half angry, and said to his brother, "Brother rides a horse and adds a whip when riding."
4. Poems about Birds When will the swallows fly back and the peach blossoms on the shore will be dipped in water? -Vae Fu's "Youchun Lake"
Lonely grass grows on the shore and orioles are singing on the trees. -Don Wei Wu Ying is in Chuzhou, on the bank of Xixi.
In the tree full of red flowers and the jubilant crowd, orioles are singing, the shore of the West Lake is covered with grass, and egrets are flying on the calm lake. -On the Lake by Vae Yuan Jie
In March, the residual flowers bloom even more, and the small eaves swallow day by day. -Wang Song Ling's "Send to Spring"
Flying around, what am I like? But sandpipers in the vast world! . -Don Du Fu's One Night Abroad
There is nothing to do, flowers bloom and fall, and it seems familiar that Yan returns. -Song Yan Shu's "Huanxisha"
Several early orioles raced to the sunny tree, and their new swallows were carrying mud in their nests. -Tang Bai Juyi's Spring Tour in Qiantang
The moon on the horizon rose to the top of the tree, scaring away the magpies perched on the branches. -Song Xin Qiqi "Xijiang Moon"
Halfway through the sunny ocean, the sacred rooster crows in space. -Tang Li Bai's "Climbing Mount Tianmu in a Dream"
"Two orioles sing on the top of green willows, and egrets reach the sky" —— Four-character Poems by Tang Du Fu
The grass is yellow in autumn, and the eagle eye is sharper; When the ice and snow melt, the horseshoe is extraordinarily brisk. -"Hunting" by Tang Wang Wei
In February, the grass grows and the warblers fly, and the willows are drunk with spring smoke. -Don Bai Juyi
In front of Mount Cisse, egrets fly freely, plump mandarin fish swim happily on the river, and peaches floating on the water are so bright and full. -Zhang Song He Zhi's Song of the Fisherman
Drive the chicken to the tree, and only then can you hear the sound of chopping wood. -Tang Du Fu's Three Songs of Qiangzhai (I)
I groaned at my own shadow, like a lonely wandering wild goose, resigned to fate and scattered in a tent for nine autumn. -Tang Bai Juyi's "Full Moon Feelings"
Old vines and faint crows, small bridges and flowing water. -Qiu Si of Zhiyuan, Ma Yuan
Can floating clouds and storks become tenants of our world? ? -Don Liu Changqing "To the Master"
The independent gate is sunny in the spring rain, and the white chicken flies and crows. -Ye Songshao Weng's Xixi
② Poetry with the word "bird"
When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream. -Wei's "Bird Song Stream"
Sleeping sickness in spring unconsciously broke the morning, and the chirping of birds disturbed my sleep. -Don Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn"
There are no birds flying over those mountains, and there are no traces of people in those paths. -Liu Tang Zongyuan's Jiang Xue.
Birds are freely perched in the trees by the pool, and monks are knocking at the door. -Tang Jiadao's Li Ning in Seclusion
North Malaysia is still attached to the north wind, south birds fly north, and nest in the south branch. -"Nineteen Ancient Poetry" and "Walking and Walking Again"
Birds fly home, foxes die first. -Qu Yuan's "Nine Chapters of Sorrow for the Past"
The quieter the cicada forest, the quieter Tonamiyama. -Wang Tangji's "If you are in Xi"
Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate. -Tang Du Fu's "Spring Hope"
The rain is falling, the grass is falling, and the birds of the Six Dynasties are singing. -Tang Wei Zhuang's "Taicheng"
There are no flowers on the grass, and birds crow all the way to the spring mountain. -Li Hua's Improvisation in Spring
Here, birds live in the mountain light, and people's hearts feel quiet in the pond. -Tang Changjian's Zen Forest after Broken Mountain Temple
Caiyun lave? My mind is free and easy, and birds fly around in front of my nervous eyes ...-Tang Du Fu's "Looking at Yue"
White hair increases, lamenting the withering of spring flowers, looking up at the sky and admiring the flying birds. -Don Cen Can's news review Du Fu in his office in the left court.
The bird's song is broken, it is for the warm spring breeze; When the sun is at noon, the flower shadows will appear thick. -Don Du Xunhe's "Spring Palace Complaints"