Ancient literati love tea, and it is the pursuit of literati's spiritual world to explore the mysteries of the universe from tea and appreciate the taste of life from the delicate fragrance of tea. Tea is quiet and indifferent, poetic and lofty. The two meet and create the most beautiful tea poems. Let's put aside all other thoughts and have a cup of tea quietly.
Spring is not old, the wind is fine and the willows are oblique.
Try to look up from the separated platform,
Half a spring moat, a flower city.
Fog and rain darken thousands of people.
After a cold meal, I woke up but felt uncomfortable.
Don't think about your old friends and your old country.
Try new tea with a new fire.
Poetry and wine use time.
-Su Shi's "Looking at Jiangnan and Surpassing Taiwan Province"
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.
-Tang Bai Juyi's "Mountain Spring Fried Tea Huai"
Who reads that the west wind is cool alone, and the rustling yellow leaves close the window,
Thinking about the past and the future, the sun sets.
After drinking and gambling, I slept soundly, and the tea was fragrant.
At that time, only Tao was ordinary.
-Qing Nalanxingde's "Huanxisha, who reads the west wind alone"
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Fragrant leaves, buds,
Poets love monks.
Grinding and carving white jade, Luo Zhihong yarn.
Stir-fry the yellow core color and turn the bowl into dust.
Invite the bright moon after night, and light the morning glow before morning.
Wash away the tireless people of ancient and modern times, and you can't boast when you are drunk.
-Tang Yuanzhen's "One-word to Seven-word Poetry Tea"
In recent years, officials are interested in a thin layer of gauze. Who will let me take a bus to Kyoto to visit this bustling city?
Living in a small building and listening to the falling spring rain, you will hear the sound of selling apricots in the depths of the alley early in the morning.
Slowly spread out small pieces of paper sideways, every word is organized, carefully boil water and tea under the sun window, skim it and try to taste famous tea.
Oh, don't sigh that the dust in Kyoto will stain the white clothes, and there is still time to return to the mirror house in Lake Ubak.
-Song Luyou's Spring Rain in Lin 'an
Banqiao people cross the spring, and Mao Yan crows at noon.
Chen Mo bakes tea with black smoke, but he likes to bask in the sun in the valley.
-Zhang Tang's "Mountain Residence"
Spring is like wine, and flower arrangement is drunk.
Every spring is like an old sick wine with only a small tea curtain.
The wind of residual flowers is uncertain. If you don't hate it, flowers will spring.
Who can see the return of spring? Swallows meet in the sunset when they come.
-Song Xin Qi Ji's "Dingfeng Bo Manxing in Late Spring"
Tea cakes taste sweet, and smoke condenses where the water sinks.
Screen window to avoid carelessness, sunny and rainy are particularly sleepy.
-Don Li Tao's Spring Palindrome
So the situation turned to making friends, new tea separated, and the body was sick.
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 and fry the fish eyes, without stirring the powder with fesr.
If you don't send it to others, send it to me first, because I am a different tea man.
-Tang Bai Juyi's "Xie Li Six Langzhong Send New Shu Tea"
Being homeless in the three realms is becoming a monk, and it is not appropriate to see new hemp.
Fortunately, the white hair met this saint and dreamed that the violet reflected jade sand.
I cooked brocade water in the famous mountain, but forgot to make tea in Dongbaidong.
I am very happy to be on the top of the embroidery area, and thank Yu Xia for being the beginning of the cloud.
-Tang Guanxiu's "Appreciating Zhou Xianggong"
It was cool at night after a bath, and the remaining teeth and cheeks smelled of tea.
When the ship was about to cross the north shore, I found that Dong Xuan didn't want to be busy.
Ji Kang has a unique way to cure foreign things.
Romantic parents are still there, and it is still slim to see my return.
-Su Shi's "Leaving Two Elders in Jinshan Baojue Tong Yuan" in the Northern Song Dynasty
The tea maker changed his life and left the water in the kitchen in the center.
After 1000 years, tea turned into water and smelled delicious.
-Southern Song Dynasty Qiu Chong's Wuyi Tea
Xiaolong Tuan was made at the beginning of mountain mining. Full of color, smell and taste.
At the beginning of grinding, the night will stop. When cooking, cranes avoid smoking.
Eliminate stagnation and solve dust problems. The golden gull turns over in the snow.
Just drink some water. Jade Qing stirred up a night's sleepiness.
-Huang Tingjian in the Northern Song Dynasty, "Ruan Langgui, Mining Mountains to Make the Little Dragon Regiment Early"
Peach and plum in central Guizhou can find fragrance. Tea pickers are busy themselves.
Moon Group Rhino Pickled Barrel Square. Grinding the paste and baking.
It is wrapped in blue and crimson tulle. High taste and foreign smell.
The wine column dances over the bowl and the red skirt dances. Tastes like spring.
-Northern Song Dynasty Huang Tingjian's Ruan Langgui, Guizhou peaches and plums can find fragrance.
One bowl moistens the throat, two bowls are lonely.
Three bowls of heartbroken, only five thousand 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.
-Don Lutong's Seven Bowls of Tea
The ancient cave clouds lock a hundred flowers, and the fragrant spring flies to drink thousands of people.
"Spring Breeze" shows a girl who crosses a stream to pick tea in the mountains.
-"Wing Chun Quan" by Feng Jia in the clear autumn.
Everything has a good name. With a name, things become more precious.
Every time Mei Sheng calls for incense, tea tips contend for "Biluochun".
Knowing that baking spread to three places, I went to Beijing happily.
If you want to scare people and brag, you must pick the vernal equinox early.
-Chen Qing Kang Qi's "Biluochun"
Willow leaves with long eyebrows and short eyebrows,
Dark and light peach blossoms.
Xiaoqiao shop sells wine,
Fresh smoke makes tea at the beginning of the fire.
-Ming Yankee "Four Scenes in One"
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.
-Tang Lingyi's "Drinking Tea with Yuan Jushi Qingshantan"
Snow water is better than running water, and you don't have to talk.
At first, the soup looks like a crab's eyes are opening, and the lotus root cooked by leaves is fine in the bottle.
My cheeks are full of fragrance. I know the smell of wax. I sing the sound of spring for a while.
Homesickness is not unusual, but * * * listens to cranes more than Hua Yao.
-Qing Shangguan Xianyao's "Snow Water Making Tea"