Ouyang Xiu (1007-1072), whose courtesy name was Yongshu, nicknamed Zuiweng, and late Liuyi Jushi, was a native of Yongfeng, Jizhou (now part of Jiangxi). A famous politician and writer in the Northern Song Dynasty, one of the Eight Great Masters of the Tang and Song Dynasties.
Ouyang Xiu’s poems on tea are not many, but they are very exciting. For example, he particularly praised Shuangjing tea from Xiushui. He wrote the poem "Shuangjing Tea", which described in detail the quality characteristics of Shuangjing tea and the relationship between tea and character:
Xijiang Shui Qingjiang Shilao , the tea growing on the stone is like a chicken's claw.
The weather is not cold but spring is early, and the buds in Shuangjing are full of grass.
The white hair follicles are covered with red green gauze, and one or two buds are grown in ten pounds of tea.
Baoyun's daily casting is not impeccable, fighting for the new and abandoning the old world's favors.
The group has disappeared, but the dragon and phoenix group in Jianxi has not changed its old fragrance and color.
Ouyang Xiu paid great attention to the "Xiaolongtuan" created by Cai Xiang. In the preface he wrote for Cai Xiang's "Tea Records", he discussed that people at that time valued Xiaolongtuan tea, which has become a study for future generations. Valuable information on tribute tea from the Song Dynasty.
"Tea is the most exquisite thing, and Xiaotuan is the most exquisite one. It is the so-called top-grade dragon tea in the preface. It has been made since Junmo and has been offered to Yan for years. Renzong especially treasured it, although The ministers of the auxiliary prime minister never gave gifts freely. However, on the eve of the feast in the southern suburbs, four people from the Privy Council of Zhongshu gave a piece of cake, and the palace people put dragon and phoenix flowers and grass on it, and the two houses were divided among the eight families. After the test, the Xiang family kept it as a treasure, and from time to time there were good guests who came out to play with it. In the seventh year of Jiayou's reign, I personally enjoyed it in the Mingtang. On the eve of the fast, the founder gave me a cake, and I also kept it to this day. " /p>
"Da Ming Shui Ji" is Ouyang Xiu's special article on the water for cooking tea. His comparison and criticism of Lu Yu's "The Book of Tea" and Zhang Youxin's "Jiancha Shui Ji" in the Tang Dynasty showed the nature of a scholar who thinks independently and does not follow others.
Tian Sheng Jinshi. Guan Guan Pavilion collated and demoted Zhi Yiling because of his outspoken remarks. He served as an admonisher in Qinglizhong, supported Fan Zhongyan, and demanded political reforms. He was falsely accused of being demoted to Chuzhou. From official position to Hanlin bachelor, deputy envoy to the privy council, and involved in political affairs. When Wang Anshi implemented the new law, he criticized the Qingmiao Law. Posthumous title: Wenzhong. He advocated that articles should be "clear" and practical, expressed dissatisfaction with the elegant and dangerous writing style since the early Song Dynasty, and actively cultivated underachievers. He was the leader of the classical prose movement in the Northern Song Dynasty. The prose is fluent in reasoning and euphemistic in lyricism, making him one of the "Eight Great Masters of the Tang and Song Dynasties"; the poetic style is similar to that of prose, and the language is fluent and natural. His poems are graceful and beautiful, inheriting the style of the Southern Tang Dynasty. He co-edited "New Book of Tang" with Song Qi and authored "New History of Five Dynasties" alone. He also liked to collect epigraphic inscriptions and compiled them into "Collection of Ancient Records", which had a great influence on epigraphy in the Song Dynasty. There is "Ouyang Wenzhong Collection".
. Song Renzong became a Jinshi in the eighth year of Tiansheng's reign (1030). In the fifth year of Jiayou's reign (1060), he became the Deputy Privy Envoy. The following year, he was appointed as the governor of political affairs. Later, he successively held the posts of Minister of the Ministry of Punishment and Minister of the Ministry of War. In June of the fourth year of Xining (1071), he resigned as the prince's young master and lived in Yingzhou. His posthumous title was Wenzhong.
Ouyang Xiu read a lot of books throughout his life and ranked first in the world with his articles. He was proficient in both literature and history and had profound attainments. He made great contributions to the reform of the literary style of the Song Dynasty and was ranked among the eight masters of ancient prose in the Tang and Song Dynasties. Ouyang Xiu was also very accomplished in history, compiling "Historical Records of the Five Dynasties" ("New History of the Five Dynasties"), and working with Song Qi and others to compile "Book of Tang" ("New Book of Tang"). Ouyang Xiu's calligraphy is also famous in the world. His calligraphy was deeply influenced by Yan Zhenqing. Zhu Xi said: "Ouyang Gong's calligraphy is like the person he is. He looks graceful on the outside, but strong on the inside.". This master of prose was also a pioneer in the study of epigraphy and stone collection. He edited and organized thousands of volumes of epigraphic manuscripts, and wrote more than 400 chapters in ten volumes of "Collection of Ancient Records", referred to as "Collection of Ancient Records". Among them, there are more than 20 bronze inscriptions and postscripts, and most of the others are stone inscriptions. This is the earliest surviving epigraphy work.
Die Lian Hua
Who says that leisurely love has been abandoned for a long time, and every spring comes, the melancholy is still there. I often get sick and drink in front of the flowers every day, and I don’t hesitate to look thin in the mirror.
The willows on the Qingwu embankment by the river are asking for new sorrows, what happens every year? The independent small bridge is full of wind, and the new moon in the flat forest is followed by people returning.
Spring in the Jade House
After we say goodbye, I don’t know whether you are far or near. I feel desolate and depressing. I am walking farther and farther away and there are no books. I wonder where the fish will sink in the vast water.
In the deep night, the wind blows the bamboos in the autumn rhythm, and the thousand leaves and thousands of sounds are all filled with hatred. Therefore Looking for it in a dream with a single pillow, but the dream is not a lamp and burns out.
Die Lian Hua
The courtyard is a little deeper, the willows are piled with smoke, and the curtains are countless. Jade carvings In Anyouye, Zhangtai Road is nowhere to be seen.
The rain is blowing and the wind is raging at the end of March, the door is closed at dusk, and there is no way to stay in the spring. I ask the flowers in tears without saying a word, and the red flowers fly across the swing.
Walking on the sand
Waiting for the pavilion where the plum blossoms are withered, the willows on the creeks and bridges are thin, the grass is fragrant and the wind is warm and swaying the bridle. The sorrow of separation is gradually getting further and further, and the distance is endless like spring water.
The soft intestines are filled with pink tears. The tallest buildings are not close to the dangerous railings. There are spring mountains everywhere, and pedestrians are outside the spring mountains.
Langtaosha
Toast the wine The east wind blows calmly, and the purple poplars hang down in the east of Luo City. We always join hands at that time and travel through the fragrant bushes.
The gatherings and separations are in a hurry, and this hate is endless. This year's flowers are more red than last year's, but it is a pity that next year's flowers will be red. Even better, you know who you are with.
Die Lian Hua
Where will the clouds go in a few days? Forgot to return, don't know that spring is approaching. There are hundreds of grasses and thousands of flowers on the cold food road, and the fragrant carriages Whose tree is it tied to?
With tears in my eyes, I lean on the building and talk to myself. When the two swallows come, will they meet on the street? The sorrow of spring is like catkins, and Yiyi is nowhere to be found in the dream.
The Jade Tower Spring
In front of the bottle, I planned to tell the date of my return, but before I could say anything, Chun Rong swallowed miserably. Life is full of love and infatuation, and this hatred has nothing to do with the wind and the moon.
Don’t renovate the house when you leave the song. A song can teach you how to tie your intestines. You have to see all the flowers in Luoyang, and you will feel the spring breeze is easy to say goodbye.
Youth Tour
The spring is alone in the twelve years of Langgan, and the clear blue is far away. Clouds. Thousands of miles away, in February and March, people look miserable.
On the Xiejia Pond, beside the Yangtze River, I chant my soul and leave my soul. In the dusk with sparse raindrops, I especially remember the king and his grandson.
Swallows fly to peek at the painted building, the jade hooks hang down the curtains, the cool waves are motionless, the mat is flat, the water essence is double pillows, and there is a fallen hairpin horizontally beside it.
Die Lianhua
p>The flowers are falling in the wind, the willows are thick with smoke, and the snow catkins are flying here and there. After the rain, the light cold still lingers, and the spring sorrow and alcoholism turn into melancholy.
Pingshan is surrounded by green waves on the pillow, and the green quilt is Lanterns, facing each other in the sky every night. When I feel lonely, I am wearing an embroidered mantle, and the moon is shining on the pear blossoms.
Picking mulberries
The West Lake is beautiful with a short boat, meandering green water, long embankments of fragrant grass, and faint Shengsing and singing are everywhere.
The windless water surface is smooth with glass. Unconsciously, the boat moves and ripples slightly, causing sandbirds to fly across the shore.
Picking mulberry seeds
It's good to have a deep spring rain over the West Lake. Hundreds of flowers are blooming, butterflies are noisy and bees are noisy. The sunny day makes the flowers feel warm.
The orchids and ducks leisurely go away, suspected to be gods. The reflection is reflected in the waves, and the water is broad and windy. Soaring the orchestral music.
Picking mulberry seeds
The West Lake is good for painting boats carrying wine, urgent pipes and complex strings, jade cups urging the transmission, steady and smooth waves for drunken sleep.
The clouds are under the rowing boat, and the water is clear and fresh. I wander up and down, and I suspect that there is a special sky in the lake.
Picking mulberry seeds
After the fragrance, the West Lake is beautiful, but the wolves are red, and the catkins are flying. In the misty sky, the weeping willow fences are dry and the sun is blowing.
The music and songs have dispersed. The tourists have gone, and they finally feel the spring sky. The curtains are lowered, and the two swallows return in the drizzle.
Picking mulberry seeds
Who understands the beauty of the West Lake? There is no time for beautiful scenery, flying canopies chase each other, greedy and drunken jade among the flowers.
Who would have thought that the fragrant grass would be shining slantingly in the corridor, the water would be far away, the smoke would be faint, and the Cangzhou egret would be flying.
Picking mulberry seeds
It’s a good time to go to the West Lake on the Qingming Festival , full of prosperity, fighting over which house to get to, green willows and red wheels driving the car.
Tourists are leaving at dusk, drunk and noisy, the road turns and the embankment is sloping, and there are always flowers until the top of the city.
Picking mulberry seeds
The West Lake is beautiful when the lotus flowers are in bloom. When wine comes, there is no need for flags, but red buildings and green covers in front and behind.
The boat is pushed into the depths of the flowers, and the fragrance is overflowing. On the golden day, there is a slight mist and rain, and I return drunk with music and music.
Picking mulberry seeds
The sky is beautiful, the water is beautiful, the West Lake is beautiful, the clouds are fresh, the gulls and herons are sleeping leisurely, and you should be used to listening to orchestral music.
The wind is clear and the moon is white, it is a good night, and there is a Qiongtian. Whoever admires Luan is like an immortal in the boat.
Picking mulberries
Canxia The sunset shines beautifully on the West Lake, with the apples of Huawu, the waves are flat, and there is no boat crossing the wild shore.
The clouds are scattered in the southwest moon, the sill is cool, the lotus root is fragrant, and the wind on the water surface wakes you up.
Picking mulberry seeds
I have loved the West Lake all my life. I have come to support the Zhulun, the floating clouds of wealth, and admire the fleeting twenty springs.
The return is just like the crane from Liaodong, the people in the city wall, Everything looks new, but who knows the old owner?
Ruan Lang returns
During the spring outing in Nanyuan, the wind is gentle and horses neigh, green plums are like beans and willows are like eyebrows, and butterflies are flying as the day goes by.
The dew is heavy, the grass smoke is low, the curtains are hanging down, the swings are sleepy and undressed, and the two swallows are perched on the painted beams.
Nan Gezi
Phoenix bun with gold mud Belt, dragon-patterned jade palm comb, laughing and supporting each other as they came and went under the window, loving the Tao Thrush deeply.
I cuddled up with the person for a long time, tried my hand at tracing flowers, and easily stopped my embroidery skills, laughing. Asked how the word "Yuanyang" comes from the book.
Linjiang Immortal
I remember that Jin Luan sang the same song, the spring breeze brought prosperity to the country, but now the old man is far away, and the road has been diverged for ten years, and the music is empty. River flowers.
I heard that Langshan is connected to Langyuan. The building is so high that you can’t see Jun’s family. The cold sun is slowly setting in the lonely city. The sorrow of separation is hard to end. The mangroves are far away and the clouds are rising.
Crane towers into the sky
p>The plum blossoms have faded and the willows are trailing gold, filling the old garden with fragrance. The weather for flower gardening is semi-clear and cloudy, and the flowers are good, but the sadness is deep.
There are countless flowers, but there are countless worries, and the flowers are good, but I am worried about the end of spring. . Wear flowers and hold wine to wish the east wind, don’t be in a hurry.
Sauvignon Blanc
The stream is full of apples and willows surround the embankment, sending passers-by to the west of the stream, and the long moon is low when they return.
The smoke is falling, the wind is miserable, I lean against the red door and listen to the horses neighing, and the cold gulls fly to each other.
Sauvignon Blanc
The flowers are like Yi, the willows are like Yi, the flowers are like willows When young people say goodbye, they lower their heads and shed tears.
To the east of the Yangtze River, to the west of the Yangtze River, mandarin ducks fly in two places on both sides of the Yangtze River. You know when you will meet.
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