Appreciation of Aesthetic Prose on Tea Part I: Tea is as clear as a spring. You can make a pot of tea all your life, taste trivial life all your life, and read all your life.
The clarity of water activates the agility of tea, which passes under the sediment.
At that moment, I realized that Tea was asleep. It has been in love for a month; This is a beautiful hole. Contains a bay of soft dew. A mortal heart that ended in a previous life. In this way, waiting for the tinkling sound of waking up. If you don't consider the idea of water for a while. Read only tea, they are really a bud's dream. There are similarities and differences between them. At the moment of opening the teapot, there seems to be a lot of worries waiting for you to read. Many past events, waiting for you to interpret. Tea drinkers, if they think with a quiet Zen mind. Will listen to sounds outside nature.
In fact, this teaspoon of radix aucklandiae is only obtained in one piece. A spoonful of water is a pleasant sound. Meditate with hidden meditation, the bodhi in the world. In exchange for the original intention of a heart, dancing in the clear shadow of bamboo wind. Wash away the dust, calm down, smell a wisp of tea, and the reborn spirit awakened by boiling water is telling the love story of past lives. It can be seen that strength is stretched in tenderness and life is in full bloom in bitterness. Many times, what we hope will slip away from our fingertips inadvertently because of the lack of feelings of winding back. The experience of life is not the experience of tasting tea.
Tea is strong and weak. There are joys and sorrows in my heart. Tea, like heart, has different tastes in many cases. Every time I wander between my lips and teeth, I finally inject it into your heart. Whether you like it or not, you must not give up. Strong drinking and light drinking, even if there are thousands of flavors, are inevitably the reincarnation of vicissitudes of life and the twists and turns of the world. At this moment, some people have suffered all their lives, while others are indifferent.
In fact, leisure is enjoyment, enjoying the distance outside the sky and enjoying the fragrance between plants and trees. Nothing is more pleasant and comfortable than enjoying life calmly. If you can warm your heart among the flowing clouds and cultivate it simply, you won't take away a cloud. In the breeze and forest, there is no stain of color. This is not a few stools, a pot and a lamp.
At the end of this line, you sit and watch the clouds rising in Ran Ran. In fact, it is not to escape, but to appreciate the indifference and tranquility, simplicity and elegance.
Drinking tea is often a taste of the heart, whether it is a ceramic cup jade lamp or a bamboo cup porcelain bowl. It doesn't prevent you from insisting on tea, even if you have a bitter aftertaste, you will warm your teeth and look coldly. In this way, it is like a trickle, nourishing the lightness of a heart, the compassion of a heart, and practicing the Zen of life. Gains and losses discard value in the calculation. The rich and the poor have lost their dignity in human feelings.
Good or bad measures the weight in people's minds. Honor and disgrace are manifested in the level of behavior. A heart washed by tea is clear, sober and spotless. There is the simplicity of spring gurgling and the quiet beauty of tea. In the deep forest, the drums are ringing in the morning, and the shallow water is looming, which is the artistic conception of heart tea. Maybe my heart is afraid of being disturbed, or I am afraid of disturbing others. In this way, I am obsessed with Buddhism alone, and my heart is fragrant. In the simple and quiet sky, every flower and leaf turns violet.
In the world of tea, there are not so many distractions before and after, and there are not so many changes in temperature. It's just a natural death, which seems dull, but it's meaningful. Tea is a spiritual thing, cultivated by heaven and earth, pure and clean, and absorbs the soul of the sun and the moon. Therefore, it is far superior to our mortal world and beyond human power. And control people's habits, but people don't know.
Like a leaf, soaked by flowers. Rain soaked, slightly drunk swaying in the wind. Finally, it withered in late autumn, but it is no longer a petal of spring. So is life. Experienced too many ups and downs, but it was calm. From a distance, it is exquisite, and passing by is a landscape. In your spare time, you might as well wrap your heart in tea rhyme and savor the fragrance on your teeth and cheeks.
If you spend all your days on tea, you will get clear water and blue sky, and your fragrance will be elegant. Even in the busy downtown, you can sing softly. Don't worry about the swallows in front of the porch, don't worry about flowers and leaves, it's meaningless to stay and abandon, everything goes with fate. In fact, tea tasting is also a taste of life, isn't it? Little red mud stove, beautiful boy? Is it mellow and delicate, or? Chinese cabbage, brown rice with green salt, chrysanthemum tea with casserole and water? The boor and the poor, both drink off. Good or bad is not in tea, but in the rain or shine of people's hearts.
Sit down and have a cup of tea quietly.
Appreciation of Aesthetic Prose on Tea Part II: A tea heart has fallen in love with the lightness and fragrance of tea since I don't know when. Tea is not as strong as wine, nor as mellow as coffee, but a little bitter and quiet. Especially when I am alone, I always like to make a cup of green tea and watch the curled tea slowly spread out in boiling water, as if it were a cocoon-breaking process in which life rose in frustration. Close your eyes and take a deep breath, and the faint fragrance of tea will penetrate into your heart and spleen.
In the eyes of Bai people, tea is like life. If you visit a Bai family in Dali, the hospitable host will always offer the guests three cups of tea. The first course is bitter tea, which means bitter as life. The second course is shredded sweet milk powder, brown sugar and dried tangerine peel, which means it is as fragrant as love. Add honey, pepper and walnut kernel to the third tea, and the entrance will be memorable. A cup of tea, three flavors of life. Life is like tea, strong or weak, you need to savor it yourself.
Tea, taste the sunny and cold of the world; Tea tastes the ups and downs of life. Drinking tea for the first time is too bitter, and it is always difficult to swallow. It took me a long time to realize the leisurely taste and taste the lingering fragrance.
Tea can clear the heart, faint sweetness, faint fragrance and warm feeling, which is enough to keep us away from the noise of the world, stretch the tight heartstrings and find our true self. Looking back, we found that what is really worth pursuing and yearning is as simple as that!
I can see it through tea rhyme? Yang Liuan, Xiao Feng and the waning moon? Reluctantly; I saw the graceful and restrained passion of Tang poetry and Song poetry; I also saw the woman with an oil-paper umbrella coming slowly from the rainy lane in the south of the Yangtze River. Who is it, wearing a plain cheongsam and singing April Day while drinking tea? Who is it, dancing the graceful wool, and writing the sigh of looking at the moon in the west building in the long tea fragrance?
Tasting the taste of tea and understanding the way of tea require elegant taste and careful understanding. Different teas have different charms.
Green tea soup is green, soft and pure, and the entrance is fresh and sweet. Just like a brilliant child, clear and transparent, without any impurities;
Pu 'er tea is as red as wine and has a mellow and long taste. Just like a tender-hearted woman, after years of baptism, what is precipitated is a long and mellow background, and all kinds of emotions are ups and downs in the cup, lingering?
The night is deep, but sleepiness has caught up with me. Make a cup of faint fragrant tea, play a piece of favorite music, exile yourself quietly in the soft sound of guqin, let your thoughts pass through in the night, and you can think about everything and nothing. Just quietly, let the tired self relax completely, just like doing a spiritual yoga.
Poor life, if it can be as warm as jade and as mellow as Pu 'er, then I wish it would be enough!
Aesthetic Appreciation of Tea Prose Part III: Tea and My Story Lao She once said that alcohol and tobacco are good, but they are men? Rough, warm and angry? Tea is female unless it is gentle, elegant, slightly stimulating and slightly dependent.
I think, if I were a man, I would be addicted to alcohol and tobacco, but unfortunately I have never had such an opportunity in my life. But I still remember when I was a child, there were newlyweds in my neighbor's house, and most of us children loved to have weddings just to see the bride or get a wedding cake. I went with a group of boys, and the groom was very generous and gave us several children an extra cigarette. Seeing that they all lit up, I lit up with them, took two or three sips, and learned to spit smoke rings like them.
When I got home, I couldn't wait to tell my mother who was baking pancakes that I smoked. I was afraid that my mother wouldn't believe me, so I opened my mouth to let my mother smell the tobacco residue in my mouth. I don't remember my mother's swearing words at that time, but I remember that my joy disappeared in an instant, and what I used to be proud of suddenly became a shame. This is also the only smoking experience so far, in that teenage childhood.
Although I can drink a few glasses of wine, I dare not drink more because I know it is harmful to my health. Brother often teaches that girls must not touch alcohol when they are away from home. If you start mixing wine names, I'm afraid it will be difficult to get out later. Only on my mother's birthday and Spring Festival every year do I drink a few glasses, and only red wine.
Tea is my lifelong companion.
People are influenced by the environment. I have been drinking tea since I was a child because it originated from my grandmother's house? Treat guests with tea? Every night with grandma's house? Tea party? . As long as I can remember, whenever I go to grandma's house or grandma's house, I always have a few cups of hot tea first. Over time, the habit of drinking tea was formed. When I was in college, it was the most uncomfortable day for me to drink tea. I drink a few drinks almost every night. Strange to say, no matter how late I have tea, I can always fall asleep. But once you drink coffee, even if it's just a cup, you will lose sleep at night. I remember when I took the CET-6, because it was afternoon, so I was worried about my lack of energy. I had a cup of coffee before entering the examination room. Really effective, not only energetic, but also sleepless at night, which is amazing to think of. My roommates all know my hobby of drinking tea, and even bought me a tea set on my birthday, and made it into a pink lace flower basket, which I never used. I wonder if it is as good as ever.
More than ten years ago, a Zhushan tea tree was planted in grandma's yard. You can drink new tea every spring, all of which are picked and fried by yourself. It's just that my aunt cut it later, which makes me regret it so far. It is a mountain tea tree with a story, about affection and love.
There is no tea tree, but it does not fetter the rhythm of grandma's tea drinking.
Grandma's family has weddings and funerals every night all year round, which is quite similar to Lin's literary salon. It's just that grandma's guests are all old people in the village. They talk about things every night, and they can hear some anecdotes, opinions and new things about Fiona Fang. Because she is hunched over and has a large family (I have six uncles and two aunts), grandma keeps housework at home all the year round and seldom goes out.
But grandma seems to know a lot about the outside world, even electronic products such as computers and mobile phones can be counted. I think it's because every night? Tea party? . Every night after dinner, grandma began to boil water to make tea. Slowly, the old people came gradually. Especially in winter nights, around the fire, smoke fills the air, and there is no scenery. When I was a child, I hated all kinds of smells in the room. I didn't dare to speak, so I had to endure it.
Later, when I was older, people of the same age as my grandparents gradually became scarce, and the number decreased year by year. Now I don't know if anyone else went to have tea, chat and laugh. I'm afraid only my parents live in loneliness. How I wish I could still have such a person with my grandparents. Even if they smoke heavily, I won't be disgusted, I will only be grateful.
Because there are many people, the tea brewed by grandma's family is naturally not good tea. Mostly tea residue. Ten yuan in the canteen can be called a big bag, which is enough for a long time. After work, my brother always brings them some good green tea when he comes home every year. Once, my grandfather and I joked that these good teas don't have to be shared every time, just keep them for grandma to drink. But grandpa said it was not as good as his tea powder, that's all! It's just a matter of mentality. Maybe grandpa is afraid that we will spend money.
Compared with the hustle and bustle of grandma's house, grandma's house is a quiet place and more suitable for one person. Although the courtyard is shallow, it is accompanied by stone mills, locust trees, phoenix trees and old wells. If summer comes, you will occasionally hear cicadas singing and birds singing, watch butterflies playing in the yard, and a rocking chair and a pot of tea at the table are in heaven, which is a good way to relieve summer heat!
Grandpa loves dry cigarettes and tea all his life. He is always in a rut and tired of carpentry. He has a pack of cigarettes and a cup of tea. What a smug look! Because of a good family, grandma's family drank good tea many years earlier than grandma's. In fact, tea is not good or bad, just depends on the mood and the people who drink it. One is lively and the other is quiet; A big family and a small family can be a state of drinking without thinking!
Although it takes a long time to drink tea, when it comes to tea sets, grandma's family is more particular about it. The teapot carved with the dragon body is simple and exquisite. Every time I go to grandma's house for tea, grandma always uncovers the cloth covered on it and takes out the teapot and teacups. The teacup must be upside down. When I drink, I am also very particular. I always pour a little for the first cup. This is called respecting heaven and earth, and then I can taste this cup of tea and taste the second cup. If it's two people, it's almost enough for the first time at this time. The second time, the color and taste are the most suitable, and the entrance is not bitter, sweet and strong. The water in the third bubble lacks some vitality and is too dull.
What is the wonderful jade in a dream of red mansions? One cup is good, two cups are foolish to quench thirst, and three cups are to drink cattle and mules. ? This sentence, in my opinion, is here? Cup? It should be understood as? Bubbles? . What's Mr. Lin holding? Three bubbles? The first bubble looks like a girl of 12 years old, the second bubble is a school-age girl of 16 years old, and the third bubble is already a young woman. But Mr. Lin's interpretation seems to be disorganized. As Dong Qiao said in the article "Let's have afternoon tea", Xu Cishu in the Ming Dynasty? A pot of tea can only be patrolled once again. The first tour is delicious, and the second tour is sweet. Do you want to do it three times? Re-interpreted as: the first tour was Tingting for more than thirteen years, and then the tour was the year when Jasper broke the melon. From the third tour, the green leaves are shaded!
Tea is the most simple and indifferent beauty. Drinking tea is the most simple and indifferent beauty.
It's just a simple, clean and empty hut, watching the tea rise and fall in boiling water, imagining the tea-picking girl wearing a hat, covering her face with a scarf, singing folk songs and working in the early morning when dew drops. Just to keep the best years of this tea, smell it, take a sip and swallow it slowly. How refreshing!
A few years ago, a friend gave my brother a tea set, which was turquoise and particularly beautiful. So my brother often drinks a few cups after meals, green tea in summer and black tea in winter, which is especially healthy. So, I also enjoyed having a few drinks together. For me, I still prefer green tea, green tea, a pool of blue waves and a wisp of fragrance. Some people say the beauty of green tea lies in its lightness. Besides, I like this faint, black tea with strong color, which makes my taste fail.
I really need to learn the history of China tea. I only know that the first person in the history of tea is Lu Yu, the word hung-chien, and his nickname? Gradually? . I remember it because I think of Fang Hung-chien, the first hero in Fortress Besieged by Qian Zhongshu. They are all hung-chien, but the times and artistic conception are completely different. It is said that this kind of tea cooked by Lu Yu is called? Gradually catechu? , is it? There is tea in the world, but where is the Zen master? A story that has been circulated.
For a true confidant, it's best to be irreplaceable, and you can't tolerate settling for second best. That's why. High mountains and flowing water? Epic creation, where is it? When will it gradually return? The joy of love. The appreciation of the world has nothing to do with the soul, prosperity has nothing to do with the heart, but life is alive. What if there is such a bosom friend? No matter how lonely and desolate. Even for a while, just touch the piano and have a cup of tea, and you will know whose voice it is. I think this is the real confidant! But how many people in the world can find it? Not status, not wealth, not beauty and ugliness, not material spirit. As long as our hearts are connected, as long as you know and I know, it is enough to cope with this impetuous world.