There are countless stories about tea, which can be the cantata of tea pickers on the Yunnan-Guizhou Plateau, the moistening and nourishing of the beautiful landscape of the West Lake in Hangzhou, and the red and bright color of Qimen black tea.

Dongpo lay man tasted three bowls of tea in the ultra-dusty and refined hall of Buddhism and had an epiphany. Quite? Three bowls will pass the post? Meaning, suddenly passed the childlike innocence, ignorant of the hills. When it's really refreshing!

during the anti-Japanese war, Mr. Liang Shiqiu was in Yashe, collecting residual tea leaves. At that time, it was estimated that Mr. Junshan Maojian Tea, Taiping Monkey Kui Tea, Fragrant Tea, Longjing Tea, Frozen Top Tea, Fujian Dahongpao Tea and Qihong Tea were rare. Cheap green tea in Wufeng and Wushan nearby should still be easily available, and there should also be a lot of black tea Pu 'er from Yunnan and Guizhou. Mr. Wang collected it for several months and sent it to his colleague's house. With the skillful hand of his colleague's wife, he enjoyed a tea dumpling. According to Mr. Liang's "Essays on Elegant Rooms", it is absolutely delicious, and it is really a feast of tea in troubled times, except for singing and dancing.

Lin Qingxuan, a great contemporary literature master, once said when talking about tea culture. Some people think that drinking tea is keeping in good health, and they take drinking tea seriously. Drink medicine? The same. Absolutely. But in fact, the help of drinking tea for body and mind is relative, not absolute tea? When the word is opened, it means that people are among the plants. This is the highest level of drinking tea, reaching? Harmony between man and nature? This is also the state I have been pursuing. ?

when I saw this, my heart was filled with joy. Article masters often have a pair of eyes, this one? Tea? Open the words, isn't it? People? Are you online? Grass? With? Wood? Between? This tranquil word, like a clear rain, washed away the red dust and fireworks, and all kinds of complicated tea ceremony techniques, leaving only the harmonious communication between man and nature with the help of quiet room and green tea. Between the impact of tea and water, it seems that people who drink tea have seen their noses, noses and hearts, pinched their fingers, converged their breath, sank into the boundless mountains and green waters, and fell into the silence of every grass and tree. I think that people who can cultivate such feelings must be gentle in their words and steady in their actions.

I love tea, too, but like many of my hobbies, loving tea is just a flood of love from Ye Gong. And ordinary, such as I can't have the opportunity to taste famous teas all over the country like Mr. Liang Shiqiu, so as to realize that all kinds of teas are long and short. To me, what happened before and after the rain, and what happened after the rain, are all nouns, not concepts. Fortunately, I can also drink the different tastes of green tea and Guanyin, recognize the color of black tea at a glance, and know a little about tea set, tea, brewing and environment. In the case of cramming, he is still a person who knows a little about tea classics, and he is also a person who can easily taste a lot of life from tea.

I once heard a story from my father about drinking tea.

in the 199s, my father went to sea in the early days, and drove diesel to Guniuling at the foot of Lushan Mountain to sell it. One winter night, the car broke down on the Panshan Highway, so he had to find a family nearby to spend the night with the driver. Fortunately, they quickly reached a door. After shouting a few times, an old man about 1.8 meters tall came out from the inside and led them into the warm room. The main room is not big, but in the middle stands a clay urn furnace with a height of one and a half people, like an upside-down oversized mustard tuber altar, which is burning white-light chicken nest coal, a handful of anthracite from the mountains, with great firepower.

after sitting down, the old man took out two iron lamps and put them on the platform of the stove. He put in green tea, baked them for a while until the fragrance first appeared, and kept shaking the iron lamps on the stage. What's more, he lifted the mountain spring that had been boiling in the pot, poured one into the iron lamps, and a cup of tea was officially brewed.

after a few drinks, the taste of tea faded, but human feelings became stronger. During the conversation, the old man talked about his own experience. He is an old Red Army man who has gone through the Long March. His sons and daughters are both civil servants in the county. Soon after his reform and opening up, he returned to his hometown to live a life of wandering clouds and wild cranes.

It's been a long time since I heard this story. I don't know why the old man's tea fragrance can't leave my nose for a long time. Lushan Mountain has been named since ancient times? Kuang Lu? It is said that during the Yin and Zhou Dynasties, there were seven Kuang brothers who married Lu Yin and lived here, and the old man was as mysterious as an ancient hermit in my heart. Later, when I saw the worldly master in Jin Yong's novels, I thought of the old man and his tea again, and felt that he was as lofty as those lonely worldly masters, and I felt that I understood him. Later, read Historical Records? Biography of the Ranger, I remembered the old man and the lingering fragrance of tea again, only to find that the characters in Jin Yong's novels were too idealistic, and my previous understanding was far from perfect, so I thought I understood him again. But recently, I read zhangming's "Shaking China". After the Xinhai, Yuan thieves usurped the country, and a large number of people with lofty ideals were desperate for the abortion of * * * and finally fled into an empty net or lived in seclusion in the mountains and forests. Suddenly, I remembered the old man who had walked through the snowy mountains and grasslands, sitting quietly in the mountains and rivers of his hometown, making tea for a guest who suddenly visited. His greatness and smallness, persistence and letting go, have gradually become clear. Just as the taste of tea will fade away a little, and the tea will cool down when people leave, it will no longer be entangled and remembered if you see through it.

before, every time I read Historical Records, should I read a sentence at the end of the book? A hundred languages in order, a famous mountain in Tibet? At that time, I could no longer hold my tears, and I couldn't understand why Tai Shigong endured so much pain and finally finished a masterpiece, but only asked to be hidden in the mountains. At first, I thought it was because of the literary inquisition. After reading it and thinking it over and over again, I understood it slightly.

A few days ago, I went to visit a monk with a classmate who was practicing at home, just as he was doing religious lessons with his disciples. At that time, the moonlight was like water, and I stood outside the door, listening to its prayers and observing its solemnity, and suddenly I vaguely thought of a floor? Most of people's pain comes from? Five-body desire? With? Heart desire? Contradictions, such as? Mouth? Greedy for food? Ear? Greedy words? Nose? Greedy fragrance? But? Five colors make you bitter? ，? Heart? Our desire is to return to peace and simplicity, and too much greed makes it suffer. For example, people are greedy for food, taste five flavors every meal, and demand Excellence in dishes. The result is often that after a long time, their tongues are numb, their mouths are tasteless, and their chopsticks are nowhere to fall. On the contrary, people who often eat coarse grains such as corn and beans can not only taste the essence of five flavors, but also know the true taste of five grains.

But with all kinds of wonderful desires, how many people can stop drinking chopsticks? How many people can stop the heart of a wild horse? So the contradiction appears. On the one hand, people are longing for infinity, but on the other hand, they are responsible for their own desires. Repeatedly, natural pain, over time, there will be? There is no end to suffering? Sigh.

at the same time, many people have feelings: With my struggle, my life is getting better and better, but my heart is getting tired and tired. ? However, we should know that although we live in this world, we perceive everything with our hearts. Just like a pair of colorful leaves in autumn scenery, when people are in different moods, there are? Autumn is crisp? With? If the end of life? Different feelings.

Wang Yangming made a thorough statement five hundred years ago? My heart is the universe? Today, why don't we feel it? Every day, every hour, every thing, is it? Heart? Influence. In my little heart, I can make waves in a snap of my fingers; In a flash, a cool world can be born again. In a flash, it will be thunderous again. In the face of nine times out of ten unsatisfactory things in reality, people's hearts naturally feel lonely, painful, condescending and so on, and suddenly feel the weakness and humbleness of their spiritual strength. Under all kinds of heart waves, I suddenly feel powerless, helpless and tired. Although people's appearance is quite bright, they are like passive water. Even if they run all the way with the power of the East China Sea, they will inevitably dry up.

Therefore, in this busy and complicated era, it has become an inevitable topic how to keep the mourning platform clear and avoid hurting the body and neighbors with joy and anger. As a result, many practices have emerged in the world, such as breathing, drinking tea, sweeping the floor, kowtowing and Fo Yin, which are all ways to lead to precipitation and clearness, thus giving birth to wisdom and tranquility.

when your body and I are struggling in all directions for a living, and when your heart is running like a wild horse, we might as well take some time. Find a sunny afternoon, wear wide sleeves, sit quietly behind a quiet bar, wash pots, iron cups, wash tea and make soup, and don't think about the fighting on all sides of the living space, and don't think about all kinds of trivialities in the world. I don't know beauty and ugliness, and I don't know anything. I just quietly borrow a cup of tea and feel it. People in the grass? Feel the nature that is farther and farther away but within reach.

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