Tea-scented ink rhyme poems
A poem about seeking tea and ink 1. Looking for tea poems ~
In the Tang Dynasty, there were Qin tea and Bai Juyi in a group of movements. Tao Tao was willful all his life.
Spring is more drunk and abandons the official, and it is more leisure to be old and not read. You can only smell the water in the harp, and the old tea is Mengshan.
The traffic difference will last for a long time. Who says I have nothing to return today? An old friend sent tea to Jiuhua Camp outside Cao Yejian in Tang Dynasty, and wrote the inscription Yujing. When the moon opens, there is the sound of disorderly springs underground.
Invite monks in the middle of the night and cook the moon with lonely songs. The blue sky is heavy and broken, and the fragrance is light and the flowers are light.
All the six fu-organs sleep, and the number of poems is clear. I didn't dare to spend money after the month, so I supported it with my elbow.
During the spring sleep of Tang Xiongyue Temple, the tiger ran by the spring and slowly meditated. Shu tea was crushed by a cloud monk, and three or four withered pine branches picked it up by themselves.
Baked Tea Dock The new tea in Gu Kuang in Tang Dynasty has been baked, and the old shelf is full of things. In the swirl, new smoke came out and shouted at the cold wood.
On the 9th, I had tea with Lu Yu. Tang Jiaoran is in Jiuri Mountain Buddhist Temple, with chrysanthemum yellow in Dongli. Laity is full of wine, who can help tea?
Reward friends for sending scented tea in the Spring Festival Evening. Tang yesterday, the east wind blew fragrant flowers, and the Spring Festival Evening wine woke up a cup of tea. Like a cloud to protect you, like snow to separate your hometown.
Golden cakes are used as rain dew, and jade dust is used to fry misty clouds. Like a disease, the thirsty whole school does not envy the birth of a white-necked crow.
Drink tea with Yuan Jushi, fireworks and white clouds in Qingshan Tan Tang Ling Yiquan, sit and drink fragrant tea and love this mountain. The boat under the rock can't bear to go, and the clear stream is flowing at dusk.
From the words that my younger brother, Mr. Liu, a tea man in the Tang Dynasty, once asked Fang to say, it was interesting to win the prize. When the turtle's back is lightly roasted, the cloud turns over and cooks for the first time.
Lao Cheng is tired and bored, but old customers are never like this. Cherish the pro-profit, the water pavilion and the mountain pavilion carry it.
After drinking tea, Liu Yuxi gave birth to Fang Congying's Taping Buds, and Lao Lang sent them to Chen Xian's home. There is Xiangjiang River Moon tonight, reflecting a bowl of flowers.
The Dayun Temple Tea Poem Tang Lu Yan Yu Rui was an instant hit, and monks made great efforts to make laws. Rabbit hair is light and fragrant, and shrimp eye soup is delicate, full and wavy.
Send the sandman away from several seats and replenish fresh air to the skin. The quiet shrub has fallen from the brook rock and refused to move its roots into the capital.
Tea boiling tea miscellaneous chanting Tang Pirixiu Xiangquan mixed with milk, fried into boiling beads. When I saw the crab's eyes splashing, I saw the scales at a glance.
Doubt is loose rain, and the ground is afraid of smoke and green. If you are still halfway up the mountain, you will never get drunk for a thousand days.
At the tea party with him, Qi forgot to say that purple tea was under the bamboo, and all the feather guests were drunk. The heart of dust is hard to enjoy, and the cicada tree is inclined.
Tang's tea poems are gentle and fragrant, which I call Cao Ying. Night mortar smoke rammer, cold stove cooking snow.
Just worry about the blue powder and taste the green peanuts. Taste the tea in the canyon. In the Tang Dynasty, Zheng Xin welcomed the dew and Xiaojiangyuan fried it with fire.
Monk Wu always said that Jiming Mountain is good, but he no longer boasted about birds and flowers. Half the seats are light green and some are light yellow.
If people with lumen diseases don't go back, the thirst for wine will make spring taste better. In the summer, Zhang Ji lived in the Tang Dynasty, but he fell ill and was less welcome, and lived in seclusion for another year.
The medicine is combined in the morning and evening, and the tea is fried. Grass grows fine and comes to the ground, and insects fly late the day after tomorrow.
At this time, the dream is still far away, and I don't feel like going to the other side of the mountain. I lived in Cao Ye in the Tang Dynasty, sweeping leaves, frying tea and picking leaves. My heart was carefree and dreamless, and the night window was empty.
It's late for Guangwuborn, but Yan Jun likes fishing. Living in the suburbs means that Tang Jiadao has lived in this garden for a long time, but he is not at home.
Ye Shu ran wild and cooked Hu tea on the roof. After the rain, every heron is walking, and the frog sounds deeper.
Naturally, I still went in, mostly because I love smog. That is, Li Shangyin and Ding Xiao in the Tang Dynasty were frying tea noodles in a curved pool, and the white-bearded Taoist played bamboo chess.
Who wrote a book to break the banana fan and remember when the trees were moved in the Southern Tang Dynasty? In other words, Tang Bai Juyi sat at night after seeing the moon and slept all day when he heard the wind.
The room is fragrant, the cage is warm and baked. The crane pecks at the new sun, and the chicken perches at dusk.
Look at the wine, lean on the staff in front of the pool. People who visit relatives and friends don't meet Tang and don't have their best friends when they go out, so they can move into your house.
Empty mask a pretty Chu, see what temple flowers. Short boys should hold sticks and young girls should learn to hold tea.
Drop the topic, the moss steps and shadows are oblique. Appreciate Li Jushi Xichuan to go to the Tang family, and the generals will follow Nong.
It's a lotus, but it won't turn into a willow. The pine niche is wrapped in Tibetan medicine, and the stone lip is safe and mortar.
Heard when * * * know, that can not join hands. Enjoy Lotte's leisure, send Liu Tang Yuxi to sleep in the sun for his birthday, and he will be idle to the immortals.
Poetry and tea help cool, and medicinal liquor can publicize. The wind breaks the bamboo, and the bottom of the pool is exposed.
At that time, I didn't live in seclusion, so I owed money to buy a mountain. Self-reported Tang Yuanying introduced Bi Yilang and Jiang Yanxuan to sleep in separate beds.
The son of heaven took the exam under the curtain, and the palace man had tea soup in his hand. Occasionally, in the snow, the tea of Zheng Gu monks in Tang Dynasty was wet, and the wine of singers was weak.
When the river came to Kanhua in the evening, the fisherman came back with a clean coat. Seven-character poem-tea Tang Yuanzhen tea.
Fragrant leaves, buds. Poets love monks.
Grinding and carving white jade, Luo Zhihong yarn. Stir-fry the yellow core color and turn the bowl into dust.
Invite the bright moon after night, and light the morning glow before morning. Wash away the tireless people in ancient and modern times, and someone will praise you when you are drunk.
Mr. Wang sent Shu tea to Tang Shu tea, but it was new. Wei Shui decocted it and found it. Europe is like a milk play, and love is a thirst for wine in spring.
Can be pure, pure, pure, pure. This is a palindrome poem I saw on a tea set.
2. Spring, summer, autumn and winter appear in the poem "Looking for Tea".
Fried tea
Tang Cheng Yanxiong
When the moon misses spring sleep, the tiger runs by the spring and thinks slowly.
Shu tea was crushed by a cloud monk, and three or four withered pine branches picked it up by themselves.
Reward friends for sending scented tea in the Spring Festival Evening.
Don
Yesterday, the east wind blew bitter orange blossoms, and the Spring Festival Evening wine woke up a cup of tea.
Like a cloud to protect you, like snow to separate your hometown.
Golden cakes are used as rain dew, and jade dust is used to fry misty clouds.
Like a disease, the thirsty whole school does not envy the birth of a white-necked crow.
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Supplementary answer:
Chunyong
Liu Yang yiyitan Qingshui
The spring breeze caresses your face and is very happy.
Favorite friend Longtan ju
Make a pot of tea and make friends.
Xiatan
Dinghai is rainy in summer.
Pu 'er tea market is unsafe.
Can stand loneliness, wait slowly.
It's sunny after the storm.
Akimatsu
How sighing it has been since ancient autumn.
I say autumn is better than early spring.
The sky is high and the clouds are light.
On the Good Quality of Life and Good Tea
Dongling
Aolamei is not afraid of cold.
In a hurry to grow branches.
I firmly believe that Pu 'er will take off again.
Winter passed and spring came.
If it is necessary to include four seasons in a poem, it will be hard to find. If necessary, the landlord can combine the above four sentences to describe this poem, but the effect is not very good.
3. Tea Poetry
Ruan Langgui (Song) Huang Tingjian
Peach and plum in central Guizhou can find fragrance. Tea pickers are busy themselves.
Moon Group Rhino Pickled Barrel Square. Grinding the paste and baking.
It is wrapped in blue and crimson tulle. High taste and foreign smell.
The wine column dances over the bowl and the red skirt dances. Tastes like spring.
"Singing Soup in Tasha" zhangyan (Song)
Yao grass receives fragrance, and flowers collect mercury. The ground of the ice wheel is fragrant and dusty.
The bamboo stove soup is warm and fiery red, and the jade fiber tunes the song.
I went to the Tea Book and attacked the Tibetan wine. A delicious guest.
Never pick herbs to live forever, and the blue bridge will not be made of manna.
Wu Qian's A Passage to the Sand (Song)
Red medicine will be banned and green lotus flowers will begin to appear. In the dense bamboo garden.
A pot of incense burns a cup of tea, and the partition wall can smell the oriole.
When I return to my hometown in spring, people are far away from the water. Think about the past.
Who is Ran Ran busy for? The bridge stands in the sunset.
4. Tea Poetry
There are many poems about "tea". For your reference: 1, I have already gone. One month ago, I went to Fuliang to buy tea (Pipa Travel by Tang Baijuyi). 2. Japanese people are thirsty for tea (stone "Huanxisha"). 3. Morning tea is served in the evening (tour "Xiuzi"). 4. Guests in the forest are more likely to make tea (Song Yugan tea is clear) A few wisps of tea smoke (Song Luyou's The Fisherman's Pride) 9. A few wisps of tea smoke (Song fisherman's pride) 10, Jiulan prefers group tea bitterness (Song Liqing's photo), tea is fragrant and rice is soft (Lu Songyou Qin) 13, and the tea fire has been changed (Su Song Shinan Gezi) 14. I like reading, but I don't need chrysanthemum tea (Wu Song Qin Yuan Chun)/. Too much love for Chata and wine (Shen Songying's Magnolia Declining) 18, coarse tea and light wine (Shen Songying's Magnolia Declining) 19, tea-ou wine bowl (Huanxisha in Song and Han Dynasties) 20. The fumigating furnace for tea cubes should be kept small (Song Xin Grade VII, Minziyulan) 24. Divide tea with living fire (photo by Song Liqing, full of Fang Ting) 25. Chewing tea buds (Song Lu, that's it) 26. Call tea over a bonfire (Song Lu Tour, Qiu Si) 27. Gan Qing boasted about tea and toilets (Huanxisha in Song Chengda Chang) 30. Invite tea to chat (Song's) 3 1. I want to ask for tea decoction (Song Zhao Yan Duan's Linjiang Xian) 32. Tea-raising in Rain Dew (Lao Wei Water Regulation) Picking Fried Tea with Pteridophyte Mushroom (Shao Tan, Shao Tan, Song 102) 36. Tea picking (Songshi Shaotan, Shaotan, Song 102) 37. Touching a tea ladle (Shao Tan, Song 102) 38. Pen-bed tea stove (Song Su Wu Man) 42. Thin tea drinkers follow their feelings (Yuan Taizong annals) 43. Xuan Tea-making feels southern recognition (Yuan Taizong annals) 44. Xiao Si seeks tea (Song Zhu Dunru Chao Zhong Cuo) 45. The valley is in the cage. Three or five bowls of tea (Song Shi Hui Yuan's 102 Odes) 48. Have tea before arrival (Song Shi Hui Yuan's Ode to 102 Poems) 49. Wake up after tea and go to sleep (Songshi Zheng Jue's "Zen Man Merges the Main Photo as Praise") 50. Tea. Camellia Halo (Song Guanjian Huansha) 53, Qingfeng Hengdian Baiyun Tea (Su, Zheng) 54, Cold Tea Smoke (Song Zhou Bangyan, Resentment) 55, Tea is better than thin (Song, monks never tire of tea (Ninety Poems of Mountain Living by Xun of Song Cao) 59. Monks always know the taste of tea (Song Cao Xun's Ninety Miscellaneous Poems of Mountain Living) 60. The futon is full of tea flavor (Song Cao Xun's Ninety Miscellaneous Poems of Mountain Living) 6 1. Tea and victory (Song Yang has no guilt. Tea smoke wet (Song Ge Chang Geng He Xinlang) 65. Tea salt pit smelting warehouse Tian Wu (Yuan fisherman's pride) 66. The Golden Nail School of Rubbing Foot Tea Bed (Wang Song Juegong Ci) 67. Imperial tea (Jue) tea is written in the inner library-Ouchan couch is suitable (Song Dao Qia, Meihua) 7 1, tea-Ouba, cool breeze double armpit (Song anonymous, slow voice) 72, tender soup and tea are milky white (Song, Yu Kan) 73, a cup of tea will do (Song Lao) flower room. Hand in hand after tea (Song Yaoshu 2 "Good Things Close") 82, Pu Tuan tea Ding Yanshan (Song Zhou Mi "Huanxisha") 83, today's fragrant tea (Song Shi Xin Yue "150 Poems") 84, eating tea under Feilai Peak Amy's new book ruined tea (Song Luyou lived in seclusion) 88. Village girl sells autumn tea (Song Luyou's seclusion). Leisure a cup of Jian Xi tea (Confessions of Song Dynasty) 90. Therefore, it surrounds the teahouse (Song Suzong)
5. What are the poems about Teahouse?
1. Small berth by the river
Dai Song puffer fish
Rowing under the willow tree, I smiled in the teahouse.
It was not because of his stay that he met monk Hu.
Clouds and mountains are free, and sand and water are separated.
Lonely, intimate.
2. Huangjiazhuang
Songlinbu
The one-dimensional boat on the bank of Huangjiazhuang will stay by the stream forever.
Find more bamboo trails in the wild and go to a teahouse with a little style.
The rain in remote villages is dark and cold, the shallow sand is flat, and the seagulls are late.
What's more, there is a waste of brocade sails, and poetry is sad and boundless.
Step 3 go to the plum
Song luyou
Slight rain and light clouds have entered plum blossoms, and pomegranate daylily has bloomed for a while.
The inscription compensated Nuohuai monk for staying overnight, and recorded the new poem "Shu Ambassador".
Try the snail and see the inkstone, and the tea will be divided into fine milk to play with millicups.
It's even more sad for guests to come to Moore to play.
Step 4 wander around
Song luyou
The small town by the river flashed by, and the years were really like flying waves.
Tea stove wine is well informed, so stay and sell medicine to buy fish.
5. "Huanxisha, read the west wind alone."
Qingnalanxingde
Who reads the west wind alone, rustling yellow leaves and closing the window, reminiscing about the past and setting the sun.
It was unusual at that time to get drunk in spring and gamble on books and pour tea.
Translation:
The autumn wind blows cold, who misses that lonely feeling? Watching the yellow leaves dancing to cover the window, standing in the sunset, recalling the past.
Take a nap after drinking, the spring is suddenly leaking, the boudoir is gambling, and the skirt is scented with tea. The past is normal and I can't get what I want.
6. It is urgent to find poems with ink characters.
On June 27th, Su Shi was drunk in Wanghulou.
Clouds poured out and poured down like ink, but a mountain range was exposed on the horizon, bright and fresh, and the splashing water was like white pearl gravel, splashing on the boat. Suddenly, the wind rolled up and dispersed the clouds in the sky. The lake was blue as a mirror, beautiful and gentle.
Nangezi
Qin Guan
Draw curved eyebrows with scented ink and apply rouge evenly to your face.
Dressed in a blue and apricot dress, Du Yi Gan Lan wears lipstick in Gan Lan.
The lover went away like running water, and she closed the door and looked forward to her.
A lover is like an erratic cloud. How to find his trace?
Another new moon shines at dusk.
Mo Mei? Wang Mian (yuan)
My Xiyan Lake Head Tree,
Flowers bloom and fade with ink marks,
Don't boast that the color is beautiful,
Just keep it fresh and full of Kun.
Gong zizhen, miscellaneous poems
Frost throw it, lean on the cold, and let it drip lightly.
How dare you pretend to be a doctor? The prescription only sells Gudan.
Tang Zhiyu plays Hong Zikai.
The door is silent and locked, and the ink is dripping.
Sing till dawn and soak crape myrtle for a month.
Untitled Lu Xun
Wanjiamo noodles have no wormwood food, and there are songs.
Trouble is vast and even spacious, listening to thunder in a quiet place.
7. Tea Poetry
1, Fang Cha Guan Liu Qing, Yi Jiu District.
-Zhang Zai's poem "Deng Cheng Bai Tu Lou"
2, but this is the beginning, the bubble ups and downs. Joy is like snow, and depression is like spring.
-Du Yu's Yu Fu
3, Gen can scatter Jin Fang, remove tendons and bones.
-Li Bai's "Answering my nephew and giving me Yuquan cactus tea"
4, clean bones and muscles, dredge the heart. Plain porcelain spreads out in a quiet night, with a quiet fragrance.
-Yan Zhenqing's "Moonlit Tea Couplet"
5. Zhu Xia forgot to talk about purple tea, and the winner was drunk. The heart of dust is hard to enjoy, and the cicada tree is inclined.
-tea banquet in Qian Qi and Zhao Ju.
Extended data
In the 2nd century BC, Sima Xiangru in the Western Han Dynasty recorded 20 kinds of drugs at that time in Fan Jiang, among which "Bian" and "Tea" were tea. Er Ya, a book written in Qin and Han Dynasties, also has the theory of "Yi and Qiuci". This is the earliest written record of tea found in China so far.
The first monograph on tea science in Chinese history was the Tea Classic written by Lu Yu. The first draft of this book was completed in 765, the first year of Yongtai in Tang Daizong in the 8th century. The book is divided into three volumes, ten chapters and more than 7000 words. It is the first encyclopedia of tea in the history of China and the first monograph on tea science in the world.
8. Tea Poetry
Tea language
I have to cross the blood vessels in the water.
Go back to your soil, root
Quiet sky and misty mountains.
For example, when the accuracy is clear and clear, meditate on the three thunder.
One bud and two leaves grow.
Those tea trees that wake up in the dark
Can't be added to footnotes by cold spring.
Xiangcheng is not above the sea.
Don't go to the high clouds, don't stay in the puzzle.
The two wick compartments face each other for a long time.
Residual tea has soaked the thread-bound book.
Tea-fighting ci
Tighten the wind and hide the piano.
Boil the official career and DaSong into a soothing mountain stream.
Now all we need is red, white and green leaves.
Even yellow fringed paper.
Open one or two cups, and your black eyes are full.
The fragrance is blue, and there is only a parallel finger between Chu and Han.
They say it's natural to sip bitterness.
This painting can be traced back to the Spring and Autumn Period.
Make tea speech
Scoop a scoop of water from the Yangtze River.
Haze is entering the sea.
Picked the top bud of Mengshan or the one that overflowed stalactites.
Legend is no more distant than the taste of returning to Gansu.
I have a hint of red in the quiet stove and the three mountains and seven miles.
So I gently picked up my clothes, and I sat in front of the porch.
China traveled around the world with tea seeds.
The man who asked for tea kept watering.
Guan Yu toured the city, and Han Xin ordered soldiers.
There was no me before burning hot pot, and there was no world after that.
And I'm a person spray cup blowing foam, high and low.
Clear and faint, without any blue.
This is the Great Harmony World.
Floating and flowing, war in the senses
Like a tigress crouching in Danxia Valley.
The patron saint of peace, without sacrifice.
You won't die of any disaster.
Your breath may splash down at any moment.
A little pain, so that more peace can be placed
In love, peace blooms in this quiet morning.
Get rid of material desires and learn from things.
Or a small pot like citron
There are only three cups, and nothing is lacking.
Let's talk to two more losers. .....................
Go to have fun alone
Don't ask steps to follow in your footsteps.
They are wise, concise and silent.
It's empty all night unless it's lit.
The cup is still spinning in place.
People who drink water began to dig tunnels in March.
He will leave Dahan for Datang.
Run up the steps with a separate tree.
It all happened quietly.
A design of wood, iron or stone
Let me see the devil's fingers
See colorful time.
Don't let me see your eyes
The flashing Tao Tao ran in.
They say-"Memories are not happiness"
I will continue to humble myself with winter city statues.
The dense grass has withered at this time.
The footprints are deep.
-"That leaf is my soul."
But winter takes away the green.
Leaving sparrows, scattered sunshine and words
There is ice around the city statue.
His face is full of people.
Dust, he squatted next to another statue.
Rustling wrapped in rags and cotton-padded clothes.
Warm lights pass through streets, trees and layers of overlap.
Where is the hometown of the viaduct where cars come and go?
Sparrows are hidden in my thin poems.
Something will collapse this night.
Statues, or warm dreams
Humble without any reply.
-"Please take me away and leave the bodies of migrant workers."
tea
Fairy Weng's stone furnace,
In the middle of the water.
Drink the ark,
Tea and cigarettes are fragrant.