Poetic Nature of Xinyang Maojian Tea Culture
Que Qiao xian man chun cha Xiang
Liganshan
It's a cool breeze and a long way to go. I'm glad that Dong Jun has come again.
Morning smoke flies, looks up, and snow melts plum blossoms.
Small bridge flowing water, collecting disciples, busy picking tea.
The spring tide hits the ground and rolls the flowers, and the fragrance is overflowing.
Wuyi pinming Xinyang Maojian tea
Wang cheng
Gao Peng was sitting in the cool breeze, and rays of sunset shone obliquely.
Zhulou fried the cloud creek first, and Zhai Qing tasted the tongue tea.
Tea can make me drunk, so I don't need wine. Ink is also fragrant, and people can win China.
The silk flute sings and paints the wall, and the light smoke plays the poet.
Wuyin chats tea with Lingyou.
Hu Qiuping
Silk and bamboo around the ears, sitting around asking about tea classics.
A touch of Zen, elegant and tasteful, will produce friendship.
There is a saying in the poem garden that the window is silent with the sunset.
Living in a quiet place downtown, Yun Jian deeply forgot his fame and fortune.
Zi ancha Zan
Li Xingguo
Sunny weather and visiting ancient hills, tea forests celebrate the harvest.
A thousand layers of blue waves are fragrant, and a thousand layers of green oil are fragrant.
Purple bamboo shoots are born at the top of the cliff, and Shixi flies water.
Zi 'an has beautiful scenery, and fine products moisten things silently.
Qing yun feng Wu cha
Wu zengjun
Green mountains and green mountains are everywhere.
The green branches are fragrant thousands of miles around the clouds, and the silver needles are soaked in the spring breeze.
Chongshang Jiuhua Mountain
Wang Tianfu
Go to Chashan once a year, don't appreciate exotic flowers, look for tender tips.
Clouds open mountains and live in warmth, and the moon is bright and cold.
Fei Xia Cui Gu Xiu, surrounded by green mist jungle.
The old man in Huajia invited guests, and the four seats in Xiangming were still fragrant.
Scenery of tea country
Chai mingcheng
Sang Ma drinks tea, spring blossoms, and it is clear and happy.
The branches of red apricot are fragrant and beautiful, and the buds are yellow.
The shepherd boy herded the cattle and drove them away, and the village women picked tea from the cliff.
The heart is skillfully painted into a beautiful mountain, and the cheeks are full of rosy clouds.
Wing Chun
Lei tingyun
Where are the green trees? They are full of green mountains and green waters.
Jathyapple cage smoke is auspicious, and the clear sky reflects the sunshine and makes the wind fragrant.
Beautiful women ask each other after Cui Chun, and good couples have the same heart.
May I ask Liu Jun if he knows? Tea critics should praise Mao Feng.
Tea rhyme
Love doing nothing, love tea, dream around the cliff every year.
I miss the spring wind shaking green most, and I love to show my buds before the rain.
Banquet guests can drink on cold nights and see flowers in the morning.
It should be noted that each piece is hard and both hands are blood.
Xinyang Maojian Tea Cultural Poetry
1, the new tea has been baked, and the old shelf is worrying. In the swirl, new smoke came out and shouted at the cold wood. Gu Kuang de bakery tea house
2. Xiangquan took a sip of milk and boiled it for Julian. 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. Pi Rixiu's Miscellaneous Poems in Tea? Boiled tea
3, spring fireworks and white clouds, 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. Lingyi "Drinking Tea with Yuan Jushi Qingshantan"
4, do not envy the gold base, do not envy the white jade cup, do not envy the people, do not envy the people, do not envy the Xijiang River, once went to Jingling City. Six envy songs by Lu Yu
5, Jiuri Mountain Zen Temple, Dongli Chrysanthemum Yellow. Laity is full of wine, who can help tea? Jiao Ran's Nine Days and Luyu Tea
6. The monk's tea is wet, and the wine in the pavilion is weak. When the river reached Kanhua in the evening, the fisherman came back with a clean coat. Zheng Gu's Occasionally in the Snow
7. Sleep after eating and get up with two bowls of tea; Looking up at the shadow of the sun, it has already tilted southwest; Happy people cherish the promotion of the day, and worried people hate the contribution of the year; A man who has no worries and no happiness has a long and short career. Bai Juyi's two bowls of tea
8, sick to welcome guests, and idle for a 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. Zhang Ji's "Summer Leisure"
9. Go out without friends and 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. Li Xianyong's "Visiting friends and not meeting each other"
10, Xiaoding fried tea noodle ruler, white beard Taoist bamboo chess. Who wrote a book "Broken Palm Leaf Fan", remember when the trees were moved in the Southern Tang Dynasty? Li Shangyin's "Mu"
Tea culture poetry
1, fragrant spring with milk, fry. 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. Pi Rixiu's Miscellaneous Poems in Tea? Boiled tea
2. Yu Rui is a masterpiece that hit it off, and monks are extremely diligent in making 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. Lv Yan's Dayun Temple Tea Poems
3, the new tea has been baked, and the old shelf is worried. In the swirl, new smoke came out and shouted at the cold wood. Gu Kuang de bakery tea house
4. The bud is fragrant and spiritual. I call it Caoying. Night mortar smoke rammer, cold stove cooking snow. Just worry about the blue powder and taste the green peanuts. Zheng Yu's Tea Poems
5. Zhu Xia forgot to talk about purple tea, and all the winners were drunk. The heart of dust is hard to enjoy, and the cicada tree is inclined. Tea Banquet in Qian Qi and Zhao Ju
6. Yan Ying led Bi Yilang and Jiang Yan to announce that they would sleep in separate rooms. The son of heaven took the exam under the curtain, and the palace man had tea soup in his hand. Yuan Zhen's self-report
7, sweeping leaves and frying tea to pick leaves, the heart is idle and dreamless. It's late for Guangwuborn, but Yan Jun likes fishing. Cao Ye's "On Shan Jutu"