Tang Bai Juyi

Tao Tao was willful all his life.

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?

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.

Xia zhong Chang cha

Tangzhenggu

Li Xinying took off the dew and cooked in Xiaojiang Garden.

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.

Xia ri xian ju

Tang zhangji

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 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.

Tishanju

Don Cao Ye

Sweeping leaves, frying tea and picking leaves, my heart is idle and dreamless, and the night window is empty.

It's late for Guangwuborn, but Yan Jun likes fishing.

Living in the suburbs is a good thing.

Tangjiadao

If you live in this garden for a long time, you won't feel 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.

Direct purpose

Don

Xiaoding fried tea noodles with curved pool, white beard Taoist bamboo chess.

Who wrote a book to break the banana fan and remember when the trees were moved in the Southern Tang Dynasty?

Write out of inspiration

Tang Bai Juyi

Sitting at night after seeing the moon, sleeping all day after hearing 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.

The visiting friends have never met.

Li Tang xian Yong

If you don't have your best friend when you go out, you can move to your home.

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.

Reward Li Jushi for his work in Xichuan.

Don

If the farmer really wants to go, the government will decide whether to follow the farmer or not.

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, lie idle, and send it when you see it.

Yuxi Liu Tang

After my birthday, I slept in the sun and was idle with the enemy.

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.

Explain yourself.

Don

Yan Ying led Bi Yilang and Jiang Yan to separate beds.

The son of heaven took the exam under the curtain, and the palace man had tea soup in his hand.

Even problems in the snow

Tangzhenggu

The tea in the monk's house is wet, but the wine in the singer's house is weak.

When the river reached Kanhua in the evening, the fisherman came back with a clean coat.

Liangge tea factory

[Song] Mei

(1)

Chu craftsmen broke the mountain and turned sandalwood into navel.

Gan Kun is full of manpower, and the sun and the moon are fascinated by ants.

Spit snow and boast of spring tea, and pile up clouds to remember the old stream.

It's urgent to return to the north, so there's no need to squeeze the mortar.

(2)

Is the basin a lotus mill or a lotus? Who is in the hole?

If you want to turn your tongue into the end of a cloud, you can rotate every three feet and one arm.

tea

[Song] Mei

Bixitou Mountain Temple, next to Qingyan.

The sound of bamboo withered in the night fire, and the flowers were in chaos in spring.

I don't have elegance and taste, but I'm tired of paying for Guangxi.

Yonggongcha

Lin xiweng

A hundred herbs dare not spend in spring, but the imperial flowers leave buds to pick up Qiong buds.

Wuyi is really a fairyland, with ganoderma lucidum and tea.

Taste Coriolus versicolor tea

[Yuan] Liu

Iron ribbon old cream,

The beauty of English mouth enters the poetic intestine;

The root of the tongue is not naive,

Calculate the concept, first pass Xiang Sheng;

The essence of the sea is hard to taste,

Jiangnan vegetation is unusual;

When the skin boils into sweat,

It's windy and cool in June.

ancient folk songs of four seven-character lines with love or local topics as their theme

Camellia is the second reddest in snow.

[Ming] Yuan Hongdao

Camellia in the snow is the second reddest, and the bald widow is crying in the wind.

Ten rooms have been empty since the mink tiger ran amok.

Tea cigarettes

[Ming] Qu You

The misty desert is even more rainy, with veils;

After Shi Ding's fiery poem was sung, the guests came and the bamboo stove soup was opened;

The monk's clothes were wet at first, and the flowers fell on his temples.

Only the double white cranes in front of the court naturally avoided the independent prophet.

Wuyi tea

[Qing] Lu Tingcan

Sang Zhu's family handed down the old classics. He played the piano and enjoyed himself beside Wu Yijun.

Light waves of Panasonic cooking streams and the moon, including Lumei cooking ridge clouds.

Sleeping awake, watching the night, helping to draw paper.

Spring thunder urged Xianyan bamboo shoots to grow, and Quejianlong Group scored the second point.

Those who like mountain temple Taoism come.

anonymous

After the spring of leap year, the mountain temple began to bloom.

Those who have no intention are idle to find this place.

The singing of birds suddenly stopped, and the smell of tea came back.

Knowing that you have lived in Nanyan for a long time, your soul is sitting on moss.

Tea and poetry.

anonymous

Tea is refreshing and poetic, and the sky is high and the clouds are light.

There is only one crane left, and besides, it is an empty forest.

Hewei Kaizhou Shengshanchaling

Zhang Tang Ji

Purple buds and even white pistils were first born in the field.

When I see my family picking it, I usually touch it.

Xi Yuan Zhong Cha Sheng

the Tang Dynasty

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wei yingwu

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

Liu 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

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.

Tea in the canyon

[Tang] Zheng Gu

Clusters of new English are exposed and fried in Xiaojiang Garden.

Monk Wu always said that Jiming Mountain is good, so don't boast about the taste of Darkmouth.

Half a seat is light green, and a few pieces are light yellow.

If people with lumen diseases don't go back, the thirst for wine will make spring taste better.

Tea Poetry

[Five Gifts] 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.

Taste the new northern tea

[Song] Ceng Gong

Wheat grains are unparalleled, and sunflower samples are innovative.

A cup will wake up your eyes forever, and every grass and tree will believe in God.

Yoshioka fried tea

Su Shi in Northern Song Dynasty

Live water should also be boiled alive, and the fish stone is deep and clear;

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 stir-fried, and the wind suddenly pours;

Three prohibitions are not easy, but lying in the mountain city for longer.

Tea picking words

[Ming] Gao Qi

The thunder crosses the brook and the mountain warms Yun Lan, and the secluded bush half spits the flag short.

Yinchai's daughter's corresponding song: Who picked the most in the basket?

When you come back, the fragrance is still in your hand, and the fine products are first guarded.

The bamboo stove hasn't been baked yet, so it's sold in cages with Hunan merchants.

Squama hydrolyzes crops and millet, and food and clothing are in the spring rain every year.

Tea picking song

Zhang Chen

The head of Phoenix Ridge is fragrant with spring dew, and the daughter with green skirt has long fingers and claws.

Alone, the sword goes through the clouds to pick tea, and the afternoon is not enough.

When Gong Wen was persuaded to go to the yamen, Leng Budei of Guanshan did not spit.

Baked grain is bitter than lotus seed heart, and Nong is bitter than lotus seed heart.

Xie Meng's suggestion on sending new tea.

LU Tong

(Dan Qiu Zi)

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 and six bowls of fairy spirits, please.

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 millions of people's lives fell on the top of the cliff and suffered.

Then I asked the whole people about this suggestion, but did I have to stop at last?

Seven bowls of tea poems

[Tang] Lutong (Dan)

A bowl of throat kiss,

Two bowls of broken loneliness;

Three bowls of heartbroken, only five thousand volumes of words;

Four bowls of light sweat, uneven life, all pores scattered;

Five bowls of boneless,

Six bowls of faeries,

You can't eat seven bowls,

But I feel the wind blowing under my arm.