Ming poetry

1. What are the ancient poems describing tea (Ming Dynasty)? "Twelve Rhymes of Chanting Tea" (Miracle Yanwu Pailv in Tang Dynasty)?

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. One-word to seven-word poetry tea (Tang Yuanzhen)-tea, fragrant leaves, buds, poets, love monks.

-Grinding and carving white jade, Luo Zhihong yarn. -stir-fry Huangrui in a flat pan 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.

"Tea" (Don Shu Sun) cooks fragrant tea in a small pavilion, and the curtain flows down 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 Zhangji) was full of illness and was idle 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 tea ridge (Tang Zhangji) in Weikai, Ziya Bai Mei, first came to the ridge.

When I see my family picking it, I usually touch it. "Shangshuhui Wax Tea" (Tang Xuyin) Wuyi is full of spring and full moon, picking new buds and offering fairy tales; 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. "Tea in the Gorge" (Tang Zhenggu) New Yinghua Cluster Dew, Xiaojiangyuan Fried Product.

Monk Wu always says that it's good to crow in the mountains, but don't praise the smell of birds' mouths. Half the seats are light green and some are light yellow.

Deer door patients don't go home, and thirst for wine knows the taste of spring better. Tea tasting (Tang Yuxi) was afraid of Fang Congying's mouth buds, and Lao Lang sent it to Chen Xian's house.

There is Xiangjiang River Moon tonight, reflecting a bowl of flower rain. On the 9th, I had tea with Lu's feather (Tang Jiaoran). In Jiuri Mountain Temple, the east hedge is yellow with chrysanthemum.

Laity is full of wine, who can help tea? Tea Song Cui Shijun (Tang Jiaoran) was left by the Yue people 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.

Xiyuan tea student (Tang Wei Wu Ying) is clean and can't be polluted, and he is tired of drinking 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 Luxi wins) Grain Rain in February, and Banpo is fragrant. Spring wine can also quench thirst, so it is precious to take new buds for spinning and frying.

Huzhou Gongbei New Tea (Tang Zhangwengui): Phoenix is half drunk in spring, fairy moths enter the water, and the royal curtain is opened. Peony flowers laugh at golden cymbals and play Huzhou purple bamboo shoots.

"Boil tea with Luobei Izumi, Meng Jiao" (Yanshi, Liu Tang) is fine in powder, fried with bamboo shoots and wild in cold streams. 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. Dr. Twenty-three Uncle and Dr. Twenty-two Uncle Xichuan (on Tang Lu) were presented to Penglai for a taste, and they read incense in Jinding every day.

There's only half a piece of jade left. I'll send Allen a few lines. Tea Banquet with Zhao Ju (Tang Qian Qi) forgot to talk about purple tea under the bamboo, and all the guests were drunk.

The heart of dust is hard to enjoy, and the cicada tree is inclined. Drinking tea with Kangju Qingshan Lake (Tang Lingyi) Spring fireworks and white clouds, sitting and drinking fragrant tea and loving 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) is full of movement, and Tao Tao is 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. I only know "Lushui" in the harp, and Mengshan old tea.

Traffic is not smooth, who says I have no home today? At night, I heard Jia Changzhou and Cui Huzhou's Chashan Pavilion Banquet (Tang Bai Juyi), and I heard Chashan Night, bamboo songs and bells all around me.

The plate is divided into two state boundaries, and there is spring "summer and sun" (Tang Zongyuan) in front of the lamp. Nanzhou is drunk in summer, and hides several times to sleep in the north. In the afternoon, there was no sound. Shan Tong knocked on the tea mortar opposite the bamboo.

"Zen Temple" (Don Tu Mu) was empty, and the ten-year-old boy lived up to expectations. Today, beside the temple, tea and cigarettes are being blown away.

"Tea Song of Taoist in Xiling" (Ting Yun, Tang Wen) The mammary sinus splashed through the stone vein, and the green dust worried about the grass color. The flowers in the stream flow into 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 poems (invited by Zheng in the Five Dynasties) are tender and fragrant, which I call Cao Ying.

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.

2. The most beautiful tea poems (about the most beautiful tea poems in the past dynasties, among which the poems with tea characters are those 1. Red millet, rice and moss, and several cups of tea. -Tang Guanxiu's "Tongjiang Leisure Work"

2. Sitting in the empty hall, thinking about each other, drinking tea and chatting instead of drunkenness. -Tang Meng Haoran's Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival

3. Lotus buds are crisp and tea is fresh. -Don Zhang Xiaobiao's "Thinking about the mountains and rivers in Yuezhou to send Zhu Qingyu"

4. Light cooking is refreshing, warm and light. -Gu's Eight Rhymes of Songxi in Xizhu Jingzhong Temple and Send a Small Pen Cui'

5. The boudoir is full of red beads, and the bowl is cool and dew buds. -Tang Linghu Chu's Feng Chung Yeung Festival and Cui Changshi

6. Guining autumn dew with ling liquid, fragrant buds, fragrance overflowing. -Don't hit the spring with stones by Don Li Shen.

7. Melons are green in Joan Hinton, and green flowers are floating in spring. -Hu "You Guan"

8. The breeze meets the temple, and Yujing tries. -Don Yan Qian's Baiyue Cemetery has a source of old age because of swimming in Dingshui Temple.

9. Floating leaves in the stream add green, and pine roots around the spring help fragrant tea. -Tang Xu Hong's "Huzhou Weichang Stone Shan Jutu"

10. Taste strange tea and dust with a clean heart and talk about famous mountains and famous bamboos. -Don Juan Tao "Stay in Li Shaofu Garden"

1 1. The strong tea is washed out and the fragrance is clean and floating. -Professor Su Song Shi, "In the Rain"

12. Snowflakes rained down on He Zudao's feet, and you never know the true taste until you took a sip. -Su Songshi's "Send Huijian Tea to Gan 'an Road"

13. Learn to make tea and drink with bricks and hearthstone. -Shi "Try to make tea in the hospital"

14. When the predecessors just used tea, they cooked it without asking the leaf bones. -Shi's "Second Rhyme Yellow Tea House"

15. After the tea bowl is slightly drunk, the tattoo leans on the bun. -Song Xiang Ziyin "Huanxisha"

16. Smokers and bowls are common. The guests came to bow to Hu Chuang. -Song Gan Yuan's "Huanxisha"

17. The stream is famous all over the world, and Wuyi immortals have been planted since ancient times. -Song Fan Zhongyan's Wuyi Tea Song

18. It's easy to burn incense and eliminate the eternal days, and listen to the piano and brew tea to send spring scenery. -Song Luyou's "Light Books"

19. A bowl of tea washes the heart, and a flower grabs the fragrance. -Yuan Jiyi's Water Regulation

20. Knock on ice to make tea and laugh. Conceit and self-correction. -Xu Yuan Zhen "The Pride of the Fisherman"

3. The poems with "Ming" are all those poems. The source of "Xi Huayin" Bao Junhui has flowers on the branches, and the flowers are inferior, and the color is poor.

Yesterday, I saw flowers burning, but now I see flowers falling. Instead of waiting for the spring breeze to blow away, it is better to spend all this time playing.

Ying Ge danced with butterflies for a long time, and the red stove was cooking tea and flowers. Dressed up and singing freely, I sent the fragrant branches back to the bridal chamber alone.

"Dongting Tea Banquet" Bao Junhui is leisurely in the curtain, and the tea banquet looks around Dongting. Overlooking the city and mountains, listening to the sound of strings.

The secluded place attracts marsh to draw new green, and the fragrant hibiscus is low in eaves and wants to vomit red. Sitting here for a long time is infinitely exciting, and fanning the wind is even more pitiful.

"Gong Gong" Qianchu Corridor is shaded by green curtains, and the depths of the forbidden forest are absolutely noisy. The world is open in the shadow of the sun and pities enough paper, and the traces of moss are worn out.

In the evening of the western day, it is advisable to offer dew tea, and the small pool is cold and wants to freeze flowers. Xie Gong is not deep, but still praises the outcome.

"Thank you for your illness. Li Li's official department gave you a big leaf from Li Le." A leaf was born in the west, so I came to Shanghai to have a look. /kloc-When I was 0/8 years old, I passed by Shuifu and never went anywhere.

The alchemist is really hard to see, and the businessman is boasting. This fragrance is the same as that of foreign countries, and it is better than that of the fairy family.

Drinking tea temporarily regulates qi, and black pills like to cut evil. Fortunately, I got rid of my old illness and wanted to stay in Hua Shao.

"Sleeping in the Cool Wind Pavilion" Pei Du had a hearty meal and went to sleep slowly. A cup of new tea was brewed by the waiter. Take off your towel and sit on the rope bed, and the wind will send water to your ears.

Li Bai often heard of Yuquan Mountain, a cave full of milk caves. Fairy mice are like white crows, hanging upside down on the Qingxi moon.

Tea gives birth to this stone, and Yuquan does not rest. 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 the world has not seen it, its 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. It's fun to sit in the morning, and sing and broadcast all the days.

"Accompany Dangtu and then make friends with uncle to visit Huacheng Temple to promote the public and clear the wind pavilion" If Li Bai Huacheng is transformed, the gold medal list will be opened. Suspected to be a cloud on the sea, flying empty to build a platform.

Shown on Lake Gong Sheng with a sudden eloquence. Helping others is not self-interest, there is no doubt that it is to set customs.

In order to see the moon in the water, violets came out with dust. Stay in Qingfeng Pavilion, and the breeze will come.

It's cloudy in summer, the temple is wide and the sun is back. Treat guests with tea and recommend prunes with rare dishes.

Everything was destroyed by flying words. Ji's father hugged the piano, unable to make a sound.

Although you went to the forest room, you still held the Tao Qian Cup. Le Qing moved heaven, and Chang Song mourned himself.

If you can stay happy, robbing a stone is ashes. The cloud of "Bitter Heat Sending Red Pine Road" is like burning people, so what is more suitable in the furnace of heaven and earth?

Cicada thunders, dry ice melts well. What are the benefits of some breezes? The battle of guarding sheep is a real battle, and singing is hidden in the blue wall.

Purple smoke is fresh, full of melon dust, arrogant and cool. Twelve Leisure Poems of Tongjiang: A View of Tongjiang Ancient Shore.

I'm going back to Zhang Xian, but I was just left by Xie Gong. Fierce burning invades the tea dock, and the setting sun shines on the turret.

Still sitting on purpose, the water is flowing ahead. The incense brake wears the true view, and the balcony leans against the county seat.

Gloomy and old-fashioned, rough and light. Murals wear mountains, and fairy bells buckle the moon.

Why do you need to form a western society? There is no life on the main road. Burn sandalwood seal in the quiet room and iron bottle in the deep furnace.

Tea and ferulic acid, pyrobergenin. Several flying cranes chanted scriptures in piles.

Why not ride a horse like Zhi Dun? Mo Wen sang zi, only teacher Miao Ji.

Sleep in the rubble, don't feel the sunset picking leaves alone, and teach children to explore cypress pulp.

Don't laugh, Wang Sun, but the taste of indifference is still long. Poetry cuts ice into sentences and talks more about the road.

Who knows this? It only closes every day. A suckling mouse wears a barren wall, and a turtle cleans the basin.

Because knowing that nothing is expensive, words are speechless. Red millet with rice moss and several cups of tea.

You should only be in the Tao, and you have no intention of coming. Fairy caves are stacked with trees, and mountains are steaming thunder.

Because he was embarrassed to laugh, the door never opened. Cicada rushes to the wild, and the letter moves repeatedly in the mountains.

Boiled mushrooms in the fragrance of trees, poems about Qiong Yao. Environment teaches people to recognize, and wild hazelnuts lead to burning.

My emperor's gift is bones. Who was beautiful in the Southern Dynasties? Dewdrops drop grass, and autumn becomes refreshing.

Frost is like honey, like salt buds. Floating moss invades the sting point, and the sunset crane nests.

Just like a mountain in the sun, the door is knocking. Stop cutting the bird sweater, it's like singing.

After the depression and autumn illness, the mottled green moss is deep. Pearl green cage golden statue, wind spring sprinkled with jade harp.

Who knows what I am comfortable with, but it is not my heart. What if Furong Peak is closed?

A white fox and a deer have not seen the canal for many years. Red spring fragrance is about to drip, and osmanthus is cold and sparse.

Only sissy is always in trouble. Recalling my days in the mountains, I died for the monks.

Eden will always be at dawn and will never leave his legacy for ten years. Water draws ice and slides, and the clock beats the snow pavilion.

Never introspect, never learn any planning. If the bag is not full, the door will never get through.

The dirt well is colder and the wind curtain is full of leaves. The children in the village are as stubborn as iron and the mountain vegetables are as hard as sand.

There are only mountains ahead and nothing outside the window. Guan Xiu Teachers College is invincible, but its nature is unknown.

La Gaoqing's eyes are narrow and idle. Boiling tea is like maple, and mud walls are like ancestral tablets.

Love the teacher too late, and stay for hours. Guan Xiu recalled that the mountain had not been returned, and the painting was very poor.

Shore collapse, decadence is smokeless. When the pen turns, the ink grabs the burn mark.

Far pu is deep in the sea, and lonely peaks are cold in the sky. Sitting in the woodshed, drinking tea and boiling red spring water.

Embroidery competes with Lotus Peak, which is like a sword pavilion. Shimenguan deer, the climate is immortal.

The hut has a small book window and a circular waterfall with moss steps. Pine roots rot with stones, laurel leaves with frost.

Draw a picture that deceives Wang Mo, and you will offer Hui Lian. New poetry is better than old poetry. Nonsense.

I would like to be like a pillar in the window, and I can smell elegant articles as soon as I hear it. Guan Xiuyi's title of Huainan Zhao Hui Temple Law School is like a state of Wozhou.

Disciple Wu Youfeng Huang, whose eyes are hidden. Tea is smooth and fragrant, and Zhong Qingxue.

You must also form a western society and get to know the princes. "Farewell to the Forest Monk" Guan Xiu stayed at the scholar's house and swam through the hibiscus niche.

Self-pity exists, and children are not bitter. Dead leaves float on the mountain mat, and lonely clouds are beside the tea.

Pei Hui can't go, the room is at Haofengtou. "I'll see you later, Taoist Red Pine Shu" Guan Xiu's eyes are full of scars, and it's relatively sad to meet each other.

The chaos is not over yet, and a pillar is a branch. The weir tea on steamed red dates looks like flowers.

I don't know what my road will be after today. Guan Xiuyin's "Title Party House Sending Xiahou Mingfu" has a bright future, which is fair and beneficial.

Who repairs the hidden power? There is shaving cream on the top. After investigation, the wind is scattered and dry, and the eaves hang down and the dock is fragrant.

Ultimately, it is necessary to form a western society. This county is like chaisang. "Six songs with Feng You? Light pole xiaoxiao pavilion: watch the show and embrace the green mountain, floating red in green.

Zhu Keyan in Xi 'an is not expensive, but Xi Bird Forest loves listening. The chess game on the edge of ancient Guilin is wet, and the smoke in the white clouds is green.

Thinking of Lu Yue, I put my hand on the stone screen. "Six songs with Feng You? Yingxian Pavilion Guan Xiujian Xia Xiang's shadow swirled on the balcony and was set off by his eyes and ears.

The situation is close to the standard, and the poor talk about the dust. Fire clouds don't enter the long pine path, and there is no need for white jade cups.

Who doesn't welcome fairies, and today's Xie Gong. "Spring Tour of Liangquan Temple" was closed to Liangquan, and I didn't intend to return, so I splashed beads and sprayed jade on the steps.

How many monks are infinitely loose because of fountains. There are clouds and valleys.

4. Ancient poems 1 at the beginning of the Ming Dynasty. Tomorrow is a stone, and Yuquan is not only flowing. -Li Bai

2. Treat your guests with tea and recommend plums. -Li Bai

3. Ming Yun Jian lived in Moju, and the medicinal plants were even. Wu Rong

4. Sip green flowers and chant soft sounds. -Meng Jiao

5. Tea loves to pass flowers and drinks, and poetry is like a roll. -Excited.

6. Fold Cangxi Xiu, and waste your life with Zhu Xuan. -Liu Yuxi

7. Crispy tea can't help burning, and the wine is very fat or difficult to beat. -Pi Rixiu

8. Open hearth burns pine nuts every day, and tiles peel off as soon as the case is over. -Pi Rixiu

9. After the tea bowl is slightly drunk, the grain leans on the bun. -Xiang Ziyin

5. Liu Yu's poem "Six Envy Songs" about tea making: "I don't envy gold bases, white jade cups, mainlanders, Taiwan Province people and Xijiang River. I once went to Jingling City. "

Bai Juyi's "Two Bowls of Tea": "After eating and sleeping, get up two bowls of tea; Looking up at the sun shadow, it is already southwest oblique; Happy people cherish the promotion of the day, and worried people hate the contribution of the year; People who have no worries and no happiness will have long and short careers. " In the Tang Dynasty, with the development of tea production and trade, a large number of poems with tea as the theme appeared.

For example, Li Bai's "Answering a nephew and a monk to give Yuquan cactus tea": "This stone will be born tomorrow, and Yuquan will not rest"; Du Fu's "Re-crossing the Third of Five Songs": "On the sunset stage, when drinking tea"; Bai Juyi's "Night Smell of Changzhou, Cuihuzhou Chashan Pavilion Banquet": "Smell of Chashan Night, bamboo and green songs are all around"; Lu Tong's "Raise a Pen, Xie Meng, Persuade and Send New Tea": "I only feel a breeze blowing under my arm", "Yuchuanzi wants to take this breeze to go home" and so on. Some praised the efficacy of tea, and some borrowed tea to express the poet's feelings, which was widely read by later generations. Poet Gao Yuan's Poems on Chashan: "It's really hard to pick Li Tuo's words to cultivate mulberry.

When a husband is in the service, all the rooms are the same. On the wall at the door, wild hazelnuts are unkempt.

In the end, there is no benefit to the DPRK, and there are scales on both hands and feet ... The election is day and night, and the horseshoe is faint in the morning, which shows the author's sympathy for the people of Guzhushan who suffer from tribute tea. Li Ying's Song of Tea Mountain Tribute and Baking describes the scene of officials paying tribute to tea, and also shows the poet's sympathy for CoCo Lee's suffering and inner anguish.

In addition, there are Tu Mu's Tai Tea Mountain and Tai Temple, Miracle's Xie Hu Cha and Yong Cha Twelve Rhymes, and Yuan Zhen's One Word to Seven Words? Tea, Yan Zhenqing and other six people's "Five Words and Moonlit Tea Couplet" all show the prosperity of tea poetry in the Tang Dynasty. The following is a poem about tea: Mid-levels room waits for the bright moon, while Yi Deng enjoys a bosom friend.

(Anonymous) When the spring breeze came 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 Yu.

(Zhan Tong) Xiaoqiao Store sells pizza and makes tea with fresh cigarettes. (Yankee) After the silkworms have boiled the new silk, but before the tea is boiled.

(Yangji) There are fishing boats in the flower ditch, and tea leaves stand on the banana ground. (Dexiang) In the spring breeze, I thought of Jiangnan and spilled a car full of tea stoves.

(Tang Yin) Cold lanterns are fried with the new moon. Try new tea by blowing snow.

(Wen Zhiming) Who is allowed to share the secrets of the thatched cottage? Shiding tea and cigarettes are household names. (Pujin) In life, I have nothing to take, but a glass of water in the mountain.

(Sun Yiyuan) set up a tea cooking stove and heard the sound of a well. (Wu Zhao) It's noon on the party day, and the yellow birds are singing long.

(Anonymous) The smoke from the bamboo stove is light and fragrant, and the fresh taste of the stone spring water is new. (Lan Ren) A gasp annoyed Di Chin, trying to control the weather and make Xia Zi.

(Pan Yunzhe) It is convenient to enter the tea shop; The door of Kaiwu Temple is washed with dust. (Zhou Xingcun) Idle is also idle, and I want to manage it. I am thirsty to drink tea in qingquan.

(From Jin Ping Mei) Fengyue tea is a matchmaker. (Selected from Jin Ping Mei) Spring breeze relieves the poet's nose, and it is not the fragrance of leaves or flowers.

(Yang Wanli) Stir-fry tea to learn from Western Shu, and Dingzhou carved porcelain ruby. (Su Shi) On a cold night, guests come to tea to make wine, and the bamboo stove soup is boiling red.

(Du Lei) worried about paying the servant, he looked at the snow soup and pearls. (Su Shi) Everyone can be a guest, and the tripod is self-cleaning.

(Su Shi) Shu Tu tea is sacred, and Mengshan is absolutely delicious. (Wentong) There is no need for Di Wei to take a pill and use Lutong's big bowl of tea.

(Su Shi) Green lanterns and windows, standing tea and listening to falling snow. (Lu You) Tea is reflected on fresh milk, and the piano horizontally recommends the sound of Shixi Spring.

(Lu You) The cold current fills the spring to check the ink, and the nest bonfire blows tea. Lu You even had a tea dream and drew a small window banner in Jiangnan.

(Lu You) Chang 'an wine price reduction10 million, Chengdu drug market has no light. (Fan Zhongyan) Silver bottle sprinkled with floating ant wine, purple bowl of millet and dragon tea.

(Su Shi) In the Spring Smoke Temple, tea drums beat, and in the evening, wine flags were lit on the tower. (Linbu) Tea drums should knock on the Griffin Garden, and the sunset wants to crush the city.

(Hsuanchan) Cold spring turns into calamus water, and olive tea is fried casually. (Lu You) Green dust flies through the gold mill and rises from the green jade.

(Fan Zhongyan) The small stone cold spring leaves a green taste, and the new purple mud is full of Chunhua. (Mei) The fish scales are broken and the fragrance is fragrant.

(Anonymous) The green cicada cream is broad, and the red crab covers its eyes. (Anonymous) The tongue is fragrant frequently, and the first-class taste is the best.

(Anonymous) Luquan tasted Yu Ming's spilt milk and tried Jin 'ou. (Anonymous) Tea, sweet wine, beautiful double wells, fish, fat, fragrant rice and Baiquan.

(Huang Tingjian) The bamboo is full of dharma, and the gloomy yellow flowers are just ordinary. (Anonymous) There is also a quiet place with tea and cigarettes in the yard.

(Anonymous) Poets never tire of fragrant teas. It is better to listen to elegant plays on a whim. (Anonymous) Tea smells like mountains and clouds, and water smells like spring frost.

(Anonymous) The heart follows the flowing water, and the body follows the wind and cloud. (Anonymous) Tea Ding cooks eternal snow at night, and the flower shadow moves for nine days in the morning.

(Huang Zhencheng) Want to taste three kinds of tea, go up the mountain and kiss Yun Jian Chun. (Han Yi).