What are the verses about cooking tea, verses about tea

Jean tea. Bai Juyi.

In the group movement of the vultures, Tao Tao is willful throughout his life. Since abandoning the official, he has been drunk in the spring, and he is more idle when he doesn't study.

The qin knows only the water, and the tea is Mengshan. Poor people are accompanied by a long time, who has no way to go back and forth.

Xie Li Liulang sent Shu new tea.

Bai Juyi. The old love Zhou Coin to the relatives, the new tea and the sick body. A letter after a book on red paper, ten green shoots before the spring.

Add a spoon of soup to fry the fish eyes, and at the end of the knife Gui stir the dust, If you don't send others, send me first, because I am a tea person.

Mengshan dolomite tea.

King of Dawn. Smell the good flavor of Mengshan, and the depths of the cave are full of smoke. Ice silk cut the first spring leaves, chalcedony incense sticky superb flowers.

Crab eyes don't need to be fried in live water, how dare the tyranny ask the sprouts. If Lu Yu is taught to hold a public opinion, it should be the first tea in the world.

Shu Ming poems.

Shi Shouwu. The bowl is full of new Shu tea, and the thin smoke is stirred lightly. The mountain monk asked me what I would be, but I was afraid of it.

Zhou Qian's ancestors begged for tea poems.

Yu Suburbs. The Tao is boring, and the mood is not alarmed. Mengming jade flowers are exhausted, and the lotus leaves are empty.

Jinshui has a bright color, and Shushan is surrounded by square water. The cloud roots are cut green, and the seams have turned red.

I have obtained from nobles, and it is best to write the same poetry. Fortunately, it was sent for begging; Save this disease.

Xishan Lanruo tried tea songs.

Liu Yuxi. After the mountain monk, the eaves of the tea are several bushes, and the spring comes to reflect the bamboo and smoke the new mushroom. It is like a guest to cheer up, like picking an eagle's mouth in a fangfang.

Si must be fried until the room is full of incense, and then drink the golden sand water. The sound of rain and pine is coming, and the white clouds are full of flowers.

Melodious snorting nose and sleeping, clear and clear bones. The yang cliff and the yin ridge have their own special atmosphere, not like the berry moss under the bamboo.

Although Emperor Yan has not tasted the frying, Xiangjun has recorded that taste. The sprouts are not even half soothed, and they are self-harvested from the fried Russian remnants.

The fragrance of Magnolia drunk dew is slightly similar, and the color of Yaocao is not as good. The monk's words should be quiet, and Cai Qiaoying is a guest.

Do not hesitate to send the county to Zhai, and the brick well copper furnace is damaged by the standard. What's more, Mengshan Gu Zhuchun, white mud and red prints are dusty.

If you want to know the cold taste of flower whey, you must be a person who sleeps in the clouds.

Tea. Yuan Zhen.

Tea. bay leaves, young shoots.

Mu Shike, love monks.

Grinding white jade, weaving red yarn.

Cho fried astragalus, bowl twisted dust flowers.

After the night, he was invited to accompany the bright moon, and he was ordered to the morning glow before the morning.

Wash away the tirelessness of ancient and modern people, and it is not possible to boast when you are drunk.

Song Su Shi.

Millet sprouts by the Wuyi River.

Before Ding and after Cai Xiang petted the plus.

Compete for new and buy pets.

This year's Doupin is full of tribute tea.

What I lack is nothing of this.

To nourish the mouth and body, what ugly.

Luoyang Xiangjun is loyal to the filial piety family.

Poor also into Yao Huanghua.

Tea Song] Lin Kui.

The stone grinder flies lightly.

Frankincense cooked out of Jianxi Spring.

It is difficult to recognize the best in the world.

Leisure to the tea classics recall the ancients.

There is a true meaning in the tea, and I have forgotten to argue.

What are the poems of tea: bamboo rain pine organ rhyme, tea smoke and Wuyue book sound; The incense is divided into flowers and dew, and the water absorbs the spring in the stone; The tongue of the bird has not been patted with rain in March, and the dragon buds have a new spring; Tea is also intoxicating, why bother with wine, books can be slag rock Lingxiang, I don't need flowers?

Cardamom and the tips are fried in water, and the tea is not divided.

The eldest poet and the girl are silk and hemp, and the public but reads and cooks spring tea.

In spring, the tea leaves are still white, and the plum shoots are red. "Mountain Spring Sencha Youhuai" Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi sits and drinks the water and watches the frying dust.

There is no reason to hold a bowl and send it to tea lovers. The qin knows only the water, and the tea is Mengshan. Poor people stop accompanying each other, who says I have no way back?

The smoke of the wild spring is like a fire and white clouds, and you love this mountain by drinking fragrant tea.

Dear, the following is a verse about tea 1There is a spring in Liujing that is good for drinking, and Junshan is everywhere and slippery tea. 2.

Tea greetings come to tea as wine, and clouds and mountains go to clouds as cars. 24. The wine is mellow and the rice is fragrant, the celery tea is strong, and the flowers are fresh and the moon is bright. 3.

The mountain trail picks flowers and brews wine in spring, and the bamboo window leaves the moon to taste tea on a moonlit night. 4.The laity are full of wine, who helps the fragrance of tea.

Jiaoran "Nine Days of Drinking Tea with Lu Shishi" 5Take a break in the busy, go with a cup of tea, have fun in the bitterness, and pour a bowl of wine. 6.

The bottom of the tongue is facing the taste of tea, and there are poems everywhere in front of you. 7.Tea is also intoxicating, why bother with wine, books can be fragrant, I don't need flowers.

8.Life is like tea, and only when you have an empty cup can you have endless good tea, and only then can you have endless joy and emotion. 9.

I have a thin taste to the world in my years, and I only drink tea if I am good. 10.Tasting tea is to taste a cup of purity, a light of beauty, and a light of compassion.

We are in the silence of tea, in the humidity of tea, and we are aging calmly.