Poem of Tea by 卢仝

Drinking the first bowl of tea wets my lip and whistle. Drinking the second bowl of tea makes me forgot loneliness and annoyance. Drank third bowl of tea, I rack my brain, but only remember thousands of pomes. Drank forth bowl of tea, I sweat. The troubles in my life are all gone with the perspiration. The fifth bowl relaxes me a lot. The six bowl produces a feeling of exhilaration. But don't drink the seventh bowl, or you will feels fresh winds crossed your arm and you are going to fly.

一碗喉吻润， 二碗破孤闷。

三碗搜枯肠， 惟有文字五千卷。

四碗发轻汗， 平生不平事，尽向毛孔散。

五碗肌骨清， 六碗通仙灵。

七碗吃不得也， 唯觉两腋习习清风生。