Quietly trying is like snow on the lake, tasting and remembering people. There should be a master of infusion bottle gold powder, and I cherish it myself.
After scratching my head, I want to persuade Song Se to play three rounds. Before the First Harvest of Grain Rain by Liu Bangyan in the Ming Dynasty, the old monk was diligent and honest, and he knew that there was no one like him, so he had to try the first spring in Wushan.
In the bamboo forest, I cook carefully and think clearly. Before the wind, I sipped a poem and gave it to Long song. How can I inherit Yuchuan in shallowness? "Thank you for your osmanthus tea" In the Ming Dynasty, Liu's golden millet buds were baked, and rabbit silk was tried by cranes. Leaves contain thunder heart, three spring rains and eight autumn flowers. Delicious food wins the admiration of the sun, the spirit is as clear as a cold tour, and Yuchuan has endless sentences. Ask Zhao Zhou if you want to escape Zen.
"Tea tasting" In the Ming Dynasty, Chen Meigong asked Zi Zhan the source of Longjing, and I was half-Zen. Spring comes from the stone, the product is suitable, tea comes from the peak, and the product is more garden.
This meaning tends to be honest, and feelings are just vulgar. Cai Xiang thinks that orchid bud is expensive, but it is not complete until it reaches Zi Shan.
"Longjing Tea Tasting" In the Ming Dynasty, children drank borneol liquid and cooked sparrow tongue spring with tea. Because of this, I got rid of drunkenness and played with it.
"Drinking Longjing" In the Ming Dynasty, Sun Yiyuan's eyes contained idle clouds, and I occasionally followed the elk into the clouds. In life, nothing is taken from the original, and a cup of mountain water is exhausted.
In the Ming Dynasty, the "Youlong Jingsi", a lotus flower with rhombic leaves and a rare gull in Longtu, made the road into Nanshan more secluded. In autumn, before the red sun disappeared, Luo Qing went to the temple gate.
Thousands of trees are howling before the wind, and thousands of cliffs are turbulent after the rain. Only Liu Yin is here today, so I am ashamed to travel with you.
"Longjing Tea Song" In the Ming Dynasty, Tulongshan was connected with Haiyan and Long Mai, and the sacred objects lingered in this real house; Flying spring foam goes to Bai Hong, and the spiritual source of the ages is endless; When you are harmonious, the piano is built and the glass color is clear; This is refreshing, just like drinking nectar; I heard that the dragon lady sneaked into Lingshan. Are they the eight merits of the Tathagata? This mountain shows that tea is produced again, and Grain Rain shoots fairy buds; The fragrance is better than the strict boundary of sandalwood, and it tastes like family. The Quetonglong group also said that Gu Zhuyang was envious and must boast; Pick up the spirit and sip Leng Xiang's teeth; Why does Yuchuan not do seven things, while Zhaozhou can play with three cars? Take Longjing tea and read Longjing water; Every time the civil and military officials wait for the fire, they coincide with Jin Danli's mediation; It's a pity that Lu Yu didn't know. Mountain people drunk drunk, everything is in vain; A cup of entrance wakes you up, and the wind whispers in your ear; That is, this is a cool country, who drinks with Longxi Gong.
"Feed the cloud with Longjing leaves, and there is a poem to thank you." Zengxiang Fan in Qing Dynasty often destroyed tea and drank tea, which made the spleen bitter and cold. The guests are from western Zhejiang. Let me drink Longjing.
Qing poetry came out from this, which is elegant and can't be screened. Click on the white collar with green light.
If you want to go to Gao Han, you can go by train. Take care of Su Zhong, and be careful to tie it red.
It's like carrying a dish in a pavilion in the middle of the lake through spring. The color is light and rich, and the taste is eternal.
If you drink alone, you will get eight cakes. A tile of Hui Di wine has the same meaning as millet.
Huaqing has a beautiful woman. She is in the shadow of the moon. If you are too sick to get out of bed, please thank the court behind closed doors.
After lingering bitter, sweet, and gradually get better. Warm pavilion sings breeze, silver waves sprinkle pot ridge.
Last night, the snow was in the bamboo and the red stove was fierce. The bird's tongue makes Qing Xiang, and the faucet gives a warning.
The Dow family can be proud and lucky to live a cold life. This new poem has 200 words and is beautifully written.
The words of Hejun Baixue were written in a flash. When you talk at night, you can't boil the lamp.
"Xie Jin Jin Zhai Send Longjing Tea" In the Qing Dynasty, Lao Naixuan sent messengers to Feng Chun to send Longjing tea, and opened a fragrant flag. Huang Xi slept well in the new spring, so he was accompanied by the fragrance of Pteris delavayi.
I was born in the south and the north, and I have been studying Pogong's diet for a long time. Don't say that the old friend is still old, teach the local flavor to attract a flower.
At first glance, Long Hong visited the secluded place together, and the clouds were fragrant. When to resume the Pan-Western Cold Boat, it's a pity to relax and enjoy the snow.
In the Qing Dynasty, the song of tea picking in Longjing Village went to Gulongjing in the west of Zhaihan West Lake. Bamboo dock tea has a hundred herbs first, and there are countless dragon cakes in the bucket.
Thunder and fright, flags and guns are on display all night, and the east wind blows the fragrance of blue buds. Sooner or later, the front of the fire and the back of the club will compete for the basket along the edge of the forest.
Picked green flowers, smoked, picked, baked and nourished. The mouth is full of fragrance, and a little thirsty nose can be avoided.
The bamboo symbol draws water away from Jinsha, and the well draws cloud roots for static measurement. Earthworms sound like fire at the beginning of life. They spin and listen to crab claws crawling.
Meng Ding was too cold to care about Zhu's barren land, and Lu 'an was too envious. Three good seasons are flawed, and seven bowls are heard by Yuchuan.
Ziyi shirakawa remembers Gao Cen, whom the Jianbao Bureau once looked for. Lakes and mountains are the first, and Zhang Chen shines brilliantly in Hualin.
Chapo is close to Ali's size, and Ali is more arrogant and more defeated. I want to dedicate local things to Qiantang and Gu Biyao to Chen Na.
"The Rhyme of Dongpo Tiger Running Spring" In the Qing Dynasty, Zou Fange smelled the fragrance in the depths of Shilin, and the tea drinkers on the grass couch thought it was cool. Cangsong is full of mountains and clouds, and wild plums bloom and fall.
I took the dust to see Zen lovers and sat listening to the cold bells coming from above. With 20 years of experience, I promise to recommend a new taste.
Chuguquan, vocal rosin, gloomy stone cool. The whale lights in the ancient temple are hidden in the clouds, and the empty mountain cranes dream of long days.
Explore the secret truth with rope bed and try new prescriptions in medicine cage. Carefully pick the wind ridge when the bud is exposed, and cut the jade and pour it.
(When the guests arrived, the monks in the temple presented Longjing tea.) In the Qing Dynasty, Yan Li let out the bamboo stove and dreamed of a fire and water war. The new bud should be opened, and it is not ready to go; Give the child's hand a taste, smell it three times and swallow it three times; Among them, there is Zen and the flavor is just right. See Tea Sent by Monk Xie Longjing. Before Liu Ying's The First Harvest of Grain Rain in Qing Dynasty, the old monk showed kindness and modesty. I also know that solitary bamboo is unparalleled, and I have tasted the first spring of Wushan.
Cook and sleep in bamboo, sip enlightenment and talk about Zen in front of the wind. The reward was intended as a gift from Long song, so how can we succeed in Yuchuan?
Wang Yin, a "Longjing tea taster" in Qing Dynasty, once tasted Gu's tea and got Jinsha Spring. I can't let go of the old tour, but the quiet things are still there.
Green dyed dragon waves, fragrant in front of Grain Rain. In the temple, we can talk about Zen.
"Longjing Tea Song" In the Qing Dynasty, Yu Ruoying opened Longjing in the west of the West Lake, and the haze was near Nanshanling. The flying stream is dense, and the stone is cold around the clouds.
The rod seeks the source to the top, and the pine branches are half drooping. Try to hold ripe new tea in a copper bottle, and the dragon will boil the grain buds.
Don't worry about all the animals on the earth, lakes and mountains are afraid of sand drying up. White shoots are full of tender wells, but not necessarily red mud.
The world has never seen tea, but it is said that Tianchi and Yangxian are enviable. I don't know if the new tea is cooked in the spring, and the yellow component floats.
Two shots and one wave are connected to three articles, and a string will lose 50 thousand. "Taste tea and send it to the monk's spirit." In the Northern Song Dynasty, Lin Hejing Baiyun Peak fired two shots, which were long and fresh green.
Quietly trying is like snow on the lake, tasting and remembering people. There should be a master of infusion bottle gold powder, and I cherish it myself.
After scratching my head, I want to persuade Song Se to play three rounds. Before the First Harvest of Grain Rain by Liu Bangyan in the Ming Dynasty, the old monk was diligent and honest, and he knew that there was no one like him, so he had to try the first spring in Wushan.
Sleeping in the bamboo, sipping poems before the wind.
2. West Lake Longjing Tea Poem: Moonlight on the Spring River (with beautiful artistic conception) The spring tide in Lian Haiping and the bright moon on the sea were born together.
I follow the waves for thousands of miles, and there is no moon by the river! The river flows around Fangdian, and the moonlight shines on the flower forest like graupel. Frost flows in the air, you can't fly, but you can't see the white sand on the pavilion. There is no dust in the sky on the river, and there is a lonely moon in the sky.
Who saw the moon by the river for the first time? When was the photo taken at the beginning of Jiangyue? Life is endless from generation to generation, and Jiang Yue is similar year after year. I don't know who Jiang Yue is waiting for, but I see the Yangtze River delivering water.
The white clouds have gone, and Qingfeng is at a loss. Who will go boating tonight? Where do you miss Mingyue Building? Poor people should leave people to make up the mirror when they swim on the moon upstairs.
The jade curtain can't be rolled, and the anvil refers to it. At this time, I don't know each other. I hope China will shine on you every month.
Hongyan flies in the sky and ichthyosaurs jump in the water. Last night, I dreamed that the idle pool had fallen, and the poor spring had not returned.
In spring, the river flows away, and the pond sinks in the west. The slanting moon hides the sea fog, and Jieshi Xiaoxiang Road is infinite.
I don't know how many people will return to the moon, and the moon will shake the trees all over the river. -Tang Zhang's poem "Moonlit Night on the Spring River" and "Ten Scenes of the West Lake": One peak is high, and the two peaks look at each other.
There is a West Lake here, so I refuse to go. The lake is as cold as ice, and the moonlight is lighter than snow.
People in Hangzhou don't look at the moon. Liu Yin's long beach is high, but the moon is scarce.
I hesitated to loosen the sand, but I don't know if I stepped on the snow. The night air in Nanping is as thin as paper.
The bell rings on it and crosses the river at night. (Nanping night bell) Smoke willow curtain peach blossom, ruby sink autumn water.
It's too late to be weak. Shi just went to sleep. (Xiao Chun, Su Causeway) She smiled with a little acne on her face.
What makes Lotus drunk? Warm wind is like wine. (Quyuan Fenghe) The deep willow is called the oriole, and the clear sound enters the sky.
If you have poetry, you should not go beyond preaching. (Liu Lang Wen Ying) Canta is an alcoholic near the shore of the lake.
Strange feeling in the ruins, so there is no need to resort to labor. (Leifeng sunset) In autumn, the moon is seen in the sky, and cold air enters Lin Hao.
Listen to the lonely geese, the sound is light and the sky is high. (Autumn Moon in Pinghu) I hate releasing ponds and building fish prisons for no reason.
When you come to Huagang today, are you willing to be bound? In December, I visited the lonely mountain, and the second monk (Song) visited the Huisi Temple. Su Shi wanted snow in the sky, went to the lake, and the balcony was clear and destroyed the mountain. There are many stone fish in the water, but there are no birds in the forest.
I really entertain myself when I don't return to my wife and children in the twelfth lunar month. Where do Taoist priests live? Pandong Baoyun Mountain Road.
Who wants to live in a lonely mountain? Taoist priests are not alone on their mountains. Paper window bamboo building is deep and warm, sitting and lying in the garden.
In cold weather, I don't worry about my servant at all, so I have to drive home and can't leave. When I came out of the mountain, I looked back at the clouds and trees, but I saw the floating picture of wild storks.
I am not only happy when I am indifferent, but also feel like a dream when I get home. Poetry is in a hurry to catch up with death, and it is difficult to copy after the clear scene is lost.
Plum blossom (Song) Lin Bu fragrant flowers sway to the small garden, occupying all the customs: the shadows are shallow and the fragrance floats at dusk. When a cold bird wants to fly, it peeks at plum blossoms first; Butterfly, if you know the beauty of plum blossom, it will be enchanting.
Fortunately, there are micro-songs to compare, and there is no need to share the golden plum blossom sandalwood board (three songs and one record) (song). Lin Bu small garden is fascinated by the smoke scene, and the cold fragrance presses the musk umbilical cord. The lake moved in shadow and the eaves tilted into a low branch.
When painting a topic, look at it at leisure, and when poetry is vulgar, don't ask for a story. Ashamed that an oriole is like a butterfly, I only know that spring is in Taoxi.
(Lin Bu lives in seclusion in Gushan, Hangzhou) Traveling from Beishan to Song with his roommates. At Fan Chengda's age, the mountains were the same color, and the lakes were flat and foggy. Cold clouds and low snow, quiet is sad.
Bamboo stands firm, and the Puhe River does not rest. You know your feet are thin, and you don't like swimming.
Liu Zaoqing (Song Dynasty) was frightened by the night crane. Fragrant hair floats, and jade divides into ice branches.
The ancient meaning is high, the valley is empty and the mountains are deep. The heart knows.
Drunk dancing and lace capping. Love the lonely mountain, clear after the snow, when the bright moon will return.
The red lips are faint and fragrant (Song Dynasty). Wang Xueji is deep, and the north branch sleeps and the south branch wakes up. Dim fragrance and thin shadow are lonely on the peaks.
The posture of jade and ice constitutes the garden landscape. Chanting on the railing, the moon is long and the stream is quiet, recalling Lin Hejing's past.
Ancient Xue Shanmei's "Lingqu Frozen Wood" is heard in the morning and evening, and a lonely mountain is better than a picture. The emerald bird's nest is lost, and the crane's empty cage does not bark.
I have seen flowers in northern Gansu, so I don't want to teach you to fall into the West Lake. It's sunny until dusk, so I don't need to carry it with me.
Liu Zaoqing's Biegu Mountain (Qing Dynasty) and Plum Blossoms on The Last Month Of Summer Island. The old houses in Gong Lin are full of smoke and water.
There are no clouds in Wan Li on a moonlit day, and the wind is clear and it doesn't rain, so whose fragrance will fall? As soon as Mr. Wang saw the city, he remembered the wonderful flowers in spring when he said goodbye. In summer, the fish in Qiu Lai sank and the geese wandered, so I paid for it.
The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are cloudy and rainy. If the West Lake is more suitable for charity than the dead beauty, so is Qin Feng.
-Su Dongpo Jiangnan is good and the scenery is old. At sunrise, the river is as red as fire, and in spring, it is as green as blue.
Can you not remember Jiangnan? Jiang Nanyi, the most memorable is Hangzhou.
Looking for laurels in Zhongshan Temple in the month, watching the tide on the pillow in the county pavilion. When will you revisit?
-Bai Juyi, Feng Xun's "The willow blossoms are bright, the green mountains and green waters laugh at Jiang Shuiping"; Thinking about the past, looking at the stars, people are leaning on the broken bridge and traveling westward, and the moon shadow is drunk. When will the singing and dancing in the West Lake stop?
Warm wind intoxicated tourists and turned Hangzhou into Bianzhou. -(Southern Song Dynasty) Lin Sheng Bai Juyi's "Spring Tour of Qiantang River" West Lake Gushan Temple is in the north of Jiating West, and the water level is low.
Several early orioles raced to the sunny and warm trees, and their new swallows carried mud in their nests. Colorful spring flowers will gradually charm people's eyes, and shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe.
I like the beautiful scenery on the east bank of the West Lake best, and I haven't seen enough, especially the white sand levee under the Liu Yin of Lvyang. Drinking Chu Qing on the lake, Su Shi's water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are empty and rainy.
If you want to compare the West Lake to the West Lake, heavy makeup and light makeup are always appropriate. Farewell Lin Zifang [Song] Yang Wanli is in Jingci Temple. After all, the scenery of the West Lake is different from that at four o'clock in June.
Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun. Su Shi's poem "Pan-West Lake at Night" says: the grass is lush and the water is boundless, and the lotus is fragrant at night.
I saw the lights gradually coming out of the temple in the distance, and I didn't see the lake until the moon was dark. Su Shi's poem "Opening the West Lake": A great man does not ask for much, but seeks complacency.
Let turtles and fish return to green and clean, and be willing to let Xiao Wei block the slope ahead. Once a good thing can be inherited, a 100-foot cliff can still be ground
The stars in the sky are also very happy, and the golden waves are bathed in the moonlight. Ouyang Xiu's poem "West Lake": Han Han's faint fragrance disappears, and the painting style floats, reminding you of Yangzhou.
I want to exchange the twenty-four bridge months for the ten-year autumn of the West Lake. Bai Juyi's "Qiantang Spring Tour Map" West Lake Gushan Temple is in the north of Jiating West, and the water level is low. Several early orioles raced to the sunny and warm trees, and their new swallows carried mud in their nests.
Colorful spring flowers will gradually charm people's eyes, and shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe. I like the beautiful scenery on the east bank of the West Lake best, and I haven't seen enough, especially the white sand levee under the Liu Yin of Lvyang.
Drinking Chu Qing on the lake, Su Shi's water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are empty and rainy. If you want to compare the West Lake to the West Lake, heavy makeup and light makeup are always appropriate.
Farewell Lin Zifang [Song] Yang Wanli is in Jingci Temple. After all, the scenery of the West Lake is different from that at four o'clock in June. Lotus leaves are infinitely green.
3. Poetry tea describing green tea
Fragrant leaves, buds.
Poets like monks.
Grinding and carving white jade, Luo Zhihong yarn.
Huang Rui is in front of the arrowhead, and the bowl turns into dust.
Invite the bright moon after night and light the morning glow before morning.
Wash away the tireless people of ancient and modern times, and you will be praised when you are drunk!
The writer is Yuan Zhen, a poet in the middle Tang Dynasty. This poem is unique, combining the quality of tea, the art of tea set,
The artistic conception of drinking and the function of tea are described in a quiet and elegant way, which can be called the swan song of the ages. Mid-levels room for the bright moon, a cup of tea to enjoy friends. (Anonymous)
It was not until February and March of the spring breeze that the stone stove knocked on the fire to try new tea. (Wei Shimin)
Wo Yun Goethe wrote The Book of Tea in the rain. Zhan Tong
The small bridge shop sells sprinkles, and the first fire and new smoke make tea. (Yang Le)
After the silkworms cook the new silk, before the tea is boiled and sprayed. (Yang Le)
There are fishing boats in the flower ditch and tea leaves on the banana ground. (Dexiang)
Spring breeze remembers Jiangnan, and sprinkling tea stoves is a burden. (Tang Yin)
4. Poem about Hangzhou [Song] Su Shi
The water is clear and bright,
It's rainy in the mountains.
In order to compare the West Lake with the West Lake,
Light makeup is always appropriate.
Bai Juyi
Spring on the lake is like painting a picture, with chaotic peaks scattered around the level.
There are thousands of green hills on the pine row and a pearl in the heart of the moon.
The blue carpet line draws early rice, and the green Luo skirt shows Xinpu.
I didn't throw it into Hangzhou, and half of it was this lake.
Yi Jiangnan (Bai Juyi) Jiangnan Hao
Jiangnan is good,
The scenery here is familiar:
At sunrise, the red flowers in the river won the flame.
The river is as green as blue in spring.
How can we make people not miss Jiangnan?
5. The poem about the West Lake in Hangzhou wants to compare the West Lake to the West Lake, and light makeup is always appropriate. -Su Shi's "Two Rains after Drinking Chuqing Lake, Part Two"
When will the singing and dancing in the West Lake stop? Warm wind intoxicated tourists and turned Hangzhou into Bianzhou. -Lin Sheng's "Title Lin 'an House"
It is the scenery of the West Lake in June, which is really different from other seasons. -Yang Wanli's "Chu Xiao Jingci Temple sends Lin Zifang"
Through the flowers, the west lake is good, and the wolf is still red. -Ouyang Xiu's "The West Lake is Good after Picking Mulberries and Flowers"
In December in Chongzhen, I lived by the West Lake. -Zhang Dai's "Looking at the Lake Pavilion Snow"
The West Lake is spring, and the spring water is green. -Ouyang Xiu's Spring West Lake Cao Yi Song.
The sunset glow shines on the west lake, with beautiful flowers and docks, ten hectares of land, and no boat on the barren shore. -Ouyang Xiu's "Picking Mulberry, Sunset on the West Lake"
I didn't throw it into Hangzhou, and half of it was this lake. -Bai Juyi's Spring on the Lake
Water and sky are the same as the West Lake, and everything in the clouds is fresh. -Ouyang Xiu's "Picking Mulberry Seeds, Tian Rong Watery West Lake is Good"
During the Qingming Festival, the West Lake is good and prosperous everywhere. -Ouyang Xiu's "Picking Mulberry Seeds, Going to the Riverside at Qingming Festival and Drawing a Beautiful West Lake"
After the lotus blooms, the West Lake is good, and when the wine comes. -Ouyang Xiu's "Picking Mulberry Seeds and Lotus Flowers to Open a Better West Lake"
Who can enjoy the West Lake? The scenery is always good. -Ouyang Xiu's "Picking Mulberry Seeds Who Can Enjoy the West Lake"?
I don't know the West Lake in a spring. -Xu Wei's backyard flower, I don't know the West Lake for one year.
Chang Ji once joined hands to crush thousands of trees, and the West Lake was cold and blue. -Jiang Kui's Dimfragrance and Old Moonlight
The spring shirt is still the same, little man sewing, and it was wet in the west lake. -Su Shi's "Jade Case, Sending a Thin Valley to Wuzhong"
I want to report this intention to West Lake. -Bai Juyi's Return to Hangzhou.
Don't sing this poem to the West Lake. I can't sing it. -Zhao Mengfu's Tomb of the King of Yue.
The east wind blew away the dust and sand, dreaming of Chu Shi's home in the West Lake. -Liu Xie's thought of "Looking at Mei"
Looking back everywhere, you can love it, but the difficulty is not the lake. -Bai Juyi's West Lake Farewell.
West Lake, the first state in the southeast of China, has many beautiful scenery since ancient times. -Chen's "Water, the First Southeast State"
Now I went to the West Lake with my friends who played with me last year. -Su Shi's "Bu Operator Feeling Old"
I remember that the west side of the West Lake is the advantage of Sunset Mountain. The sky is green and smoky. -Su Shi's "Klang Ganzhou, Send a few sons"
If you teach students to live by the West Lake, you must also provide fish for the house. -Luo Yin's "Tiaoxi Fishing Map"
The West Lake is also the Spring Festival Evening, and the water trees are chirping. -Zhong Shu's Confessions and Baoyue Mountain Works
After the rain, the green waves on both sides of the West Lake were flat. -Bi Cheng's Nian Nujiao (recalling Lu Xian's victory in Chunshan).
The West Lake still flows. -Anonymous "Sauvignon Blanc last autumn"
Do you still remember the bitterness of acacia in West Lake? -Liu Jiangsun "Walking on Shakespeare"
Qiantang road, worrying about the wind and complaining about the rain, always sprinkles the West Lake! -Zhou Deqing's "Zhong Fang _ See Biography"
Yuqi used to know the West Lake Road, and he was arrogant and arrogant. -Yu, "The wind goes into the pine, and flowers grow in a spring."
Give you a bright moon, which shines all over Qianxi and reaches the West Lake. -Mao Kun's "Candle Shadow Shakes Red, Send it to Society"
6. Ancient poems about green tea 1, asking for a bowl of green, rich and bright tea in the name of thirsty, also Spring Day by Tang Juyi, Spring Day Topic Mountain Residence by Tang Liwei by tender tea, Three Poems of Shu Nijiabi by Tang Guanxiu, Green Tea House and Elegant Tea House by Tang Guanxiu. Green buds of Camellia sinensis before rain. Dialogue with Lingyin Portrait Masters in Modern Ma Yifu. See and rhyme in the use of 9. For the first time, the green slate shows Shiyan tea in Song Cai Xiang's "East Building of Shangsi Rizhou Garden" 10, and Song Chenxiang's "Inscription and Goodwill"1from "Making Tea" and "Visiting the South of Hunan and Living Liu" 12 built by the Green Road Tea Temple. The tea smoke is green. Tea House Cooking Clouds Floating in Song Dynasty Li Yongyan Tongbai Chongdao Temple 14, Jingtong Tea House Qing Song Muxiu and Mao Xiucai Living Together in Ten Poems 15, Tea Pavilion Green Edge Back to Song Bitao Tea Pavilion 16, LinYu Black Tea is greener and brighter.