Far and near the autumn wind came, high and low autumn moon rose, deep and shallow autumn rain fell, thick and light autumn intention near. I am so in love with the autumn ah, that thick green, is your flow of eye waves? The light red, is your shy smile operculum? The fluttering leaves, is your light dance fluttering heart? The faint fragrance, is your secret enchanting beauty?
The bamboo is made to look like a window, and the orchid is scented by the wind. The wind is temporarily down and will be floating, the smoke is only high and not close. Lift up the misty eyes, flick a branch of orchids, pour a cup of tea, wandering alone in the arms of the fall, I am happy and naughty like a naughty child, spilling the romantic and spontaneous, poetry in the wind, singing in the rain, drunkenly picking lamps, dreaming to see the sword, wantonly and capriciously brewed this fall into a altar of mellow drunkenness for a thousand days.
The green mountain in the door, white clouds when the household, the bright moon to the window, the cool wind whisk seat. Leaning on the window, with the appendage, a volume in the grip, the company of a good friend, boiled tea and talk, after all, this night music. Gossip about the past and present, play quietly in the landscape, tea and wine, to suit the fun. Free years, autumn night talk, boundless joy, just hate the short day. The red sun will not wake you up from your poetic dreams; the white clouds will always bring the fragrance of ink traces.
Red polygonum and white apples decorated with a faction of autumn, wild flowers and willow arrangement of a few points of autumn color. That colorful autumn scenery let me stop, that happy sweet autumn intoxicated me, that charming autumn love let me think, that romantic warm autumn song let me linger. Cool love to wine song, wind poetry I ah, confused in this thick autumn, trance in this deep autumn, illusion as a love of autumn people. And the autumn ah, because of my infatuation, not only in vain to give birth to a great deal of love, but also to the love of the autumn of me to give a hundred kinds of care, ten thousand kinds of favor.
Autumn warm sun, the most warm and warm, bathed in this autumn sun, I was drunk for the autumn, the autumn of me smiled ......
Deep autumn rambling Road lonesome
This fall, I'm a little lazy. I'm too lazy to draw my eyebrows, too lazy to change my clothes, too lazy to read my books, too lazy to watch my DVDs, too lazy to speak my mind, but my tears are flowing more often.
This fall, I'm a bit amblyopic. I can't see the mountains, I can't see the water, I can't see the clouds, I can't see the moon, I can't see anything but you.
You, a book? Qing Qing Ya Ya, laughing and proud of the past and present, entangled and entangled to hold me, the book of poetry Hua, red sleeves, the wine and poetry, the qin and se.
You are the song? I'm not sure if it's a good idea, but I'm sure it's a good idea, and I'm sure it's a good idea, and I'm sure it's a good idea, and I'm sure it's a good idea, and I'm sure it's a good idea.
You are the wind? The wind is slow, warm and warm, gently and softly surrounded by me, the wind dance dusk, dark fragrance sleeves, heart incense a petal, enchanting bloom.
You are the rain? Silk wisps, silent, fine and dense cover me, rain wet swing, shallow green, blowing flowers and chewing stamens, counting the return date.
You, the sword? Dashing, bold and exuberant, sensational shocked me, the sword like a rainbow, roaming the book of flowers, a touch of tenderness, the heart will be haunted by the system.
You, is wine? Strong, strong, spirited, trance stained me, wine into the sadness, turned into lovesickness, ten thousand kinds of deep love, only for the gentleman crazy.
At the end of the night, I was so cold that I couldn't look at the sky with my eyes, and I was so worried that I couldn't send my love to you.
It's a good thing that you're so afraid to listen to the sound of the forest, and you're so afraid that you're going to be able to see through the shark's image. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on some of the most popular products and services in the world.
There is no place to ask for a return trip. The first thing you need to do is to get a good look at the other side of the fence, and then you'll be able to see the other side.
It's a good thing you're not a big fan of the way the world works. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that, but I'm going to be able to do it," he said.
Looking at the dusk after the rain, the flowers fall, sighing lovesickness soul attached to the bone. The first thing I'd like to do is to get the chance to see what I'm talking about, and then I'd like to see what I'm talking about.
And invite the moon to drink with me, forgetting the world a thousand sorrows ......
Tea smoke, drunkenness Jiangnan
(a)
Drinking a cup of tea with friends*** is always a good day.
Two women in the cold winter still dress, by the window, rolled curtains, playing the zither, accompanied by the wind, inviting the clouds, sitting idly on a blue and white checkered cloth covered with a small table, the piano to listen to the heart, the tea tasted rhyme.
A delicate and clear quartz teapot, is exquisite and chic alcohol stove on the hot steam singing, coquettishly roses elegantly in a pot of pure and clear spring up and down, dense breath from the bottom of the pot to the four sides of the blotting out, a light fragrance in our body around the flow.
Slightly side of the head, smiling at the teapot is slowly stretching the body, leisurely cruising flowers, looking at them once dry and thin body in a vast pool of blue water under the gradually rich and moist, I huddled for a long time heavy heart seems to be suddenly stretching open.
The warmth of the afternoon sun shines warmly on the earth, much like a warm hand, gently brushing over my clean face, my smiling eyes. I can't help but feel a softness and lightness in my mood.
There is a lot of good weather in winter, but not a lot of free time. The best tea is always available, but the time to enjoy a cup of tea is too little. And in the warm sunshine, let the mood of a good sunshine happy time, is even more rare.
Sitting lazily on a soft chair by the window, bathing in the warm sunshine, the eyes are a little hazy, the heart is a little drunk.
As if, I am involved in the river picking lotus women, walking in the silence of no one's path, scooping up a handful of spring, hairpin a flower, look at the lotus leaves, autumn water, look at the time hand cut a section of the years, full of Jiangnan cold and charming affairs of the heart, see how many of the past in the springtime, those who used to be as good as a flower, holding a slender rocker, slowly and methodically combed and the years with the flow of the 10,000 strands of The first time I saw this is when I was in the middle of the night.
In the trance atmosphere, my steps gradually farther and farther away, in the earth can not touch the place, light smile, whispering, singing, dancing, in the tea smoke lightly raised in the wind of the falling flowers, warm a pot of moonlight under the wine, flick two two wind cooking tea ......
Quietly sitting in the tunnel of time, I do not want to talk, do not want to get up, just want to be this fragrant and fragrant, and then the wind will be the only thing that will make me feel the wind.
The tea on the table gradually faded. The thoughts, but the curling tea mist is dyed more and more thick, thick as if you can cross thousands of mountains and thousands of water.
Wiping away the old dust from the corners of his eyes, he gazed at his friend who seemed to be immersed in some kind of mood: "The days when a cup of tea is close to your heart may be the most pleasant time of your life, right?
Friends, a cup and smiled: "Tea does not intoxicate me, the heart from the intoxication ......"
(2)
The real water is not fragrant, is the truth of the plain.
But the loss of flavor of the day, but inevitably there are a few bland. So, a cup of fragrant, light, fresh, elegant tea is the best embellishment of ordinary days.
Mr. Lu Xun, who understood the meaning of tea, once said, "Drinking good tea is a kind of 'blessing'.
The word "qing" vividly outlines the rich and simple Chinese flavor.
For most people in China, the strong passion of coffee and alcohol is far less than a cup of clear, clean and fragrant tea.
The flavor of the world is happiness. Life does not have to be luxurious, peaceful and quiet on the good. The pursuit does not have to be deliberate, calm and unhurried.
The tea tasting is all about quietness, sitting hidden in the spirit. A cup of tea in the hand, quiet tasting calm and relaxed, laughing at the blossoming and falling flowers, tea for quiet, quiet and ask the heart, the heart to understand quiet, quiet and Zen, Zen understanding of the heart, so the heart of the people free, away from the chaos, the unity of heaven and mankind.
Favorite "cold window, cooking tea, snow, a bowl of reading light" mood, the most like the snow filled the sky, holding a volume of yellow poetry, pouring a cup of green tea, green lamps accompanied by the window reading at night, chanting the Tang Dynasty, Song Dynasty, sighing Qin Feng Han bone.
The tea is fragrant, the book is full of sleeves, the shadow of the lamp into a poem, heaven and earth is far away, the favor and shame are forgotten.
The love between the eyebrows of the lingering, can not be, rolling in the heart of the sadness and silence, are a wisp of curling tea smoke gently wiped away; past all kinds of trouble and anxiety, but also in some tea under the guidance of the enlightenment of the slow precipitation.
Only a cup of tea in the hand, floating like a cloud, elegant as the wind, gently sip, it is better than the endless prosperity of the world ......
(C)
Tea, the southern part of the wood is also. In a cup, condense the essence of the sun and moon, all the spirit of heaven and earth.
The tea, the world of modest gentleman; tea, the red dust of the gentleman. The way of tea, care about the nature of the tastemaker, in and out of the heart, its flavor in the people.
The tea is an elegant thing. A person quietly tasting is a kind of quiet enjoyment, two people drink is a kind of know each other happy.
After my friend went away, I often in the rainy days, alone with a plain paper umbrella, slowly through the long willow bank, looking for an elegant and neat tea house, leaning against the carved window panes, and quietly spend a restful afternoon.
I love the tea house, no need to be rich and beautiful, but seek quiet chic. I love the tea house, there can be no tile roofs and paper windows, but there must be a rustic charm.
Often go to drink tea tea, I like the rain after the color of celadon cups, there are emanating a faint fragrance of gardenia elegant vase, as well as wash the heart of the purpose of translucent Biyi.
Today, another rainy day, I sat alone in a familiar position in the tea house, holding a thin cup, looking away from the gray end of the sky.
A song of deep melancholy "blue and white porcelain" as the tea smoke generally curls and misty in my ears sung over and over again: "the sky blue and other smoke and rain, and I'm waiting for you. Cooking smoke rises, thousands of miles across the river. The moonlight is salvaged, haloing the ending, like heirloom celadon beautiful in its own way. In the splash of ink landscape painting, you from the depths of the ink color was hidden ......"
Inexplicably, there is a kind of sentimentality surging, hazy my sad eyes.
Once sitting down and discussing the tea friend ah, at this moment, in your brightly lit world, you are smiling at which face brightly? At this moment, there is which a delicate and enchanting petals, is your fragrant lips and teeth between the gentle bloom?
Borrowing the dense tea smoke, full of pouring a cup of thoughts, open a book of threadbare past, soft strings caressing, tea for the ferry, cross flute mouth side, book Jiangnan.
The old man laughed, the yard rose red apricot old. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get a good deal on this, but I'm sure I'll be able to get a good deal on this.
Chest, curling tea, twilight people want to get drunk. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on some of the most popular products and services in the world, and you'll be able to do it all in one place.
Dear friend ah, today, watching the rain, listening to the song, cooking tea, think of you, can you know?
Dear friend, the dream of Jiangnan, even if it is gone, the dream of Jiangnan, will still be the same?
Friends speechless, a drop of tea tears, but heavy fall ...