The trees in Xiyan Lake near my home are covered with faint ink marks.
Don't boast about the good color, just leave the air full of dried Kun.
The author introduces Wang Mian (1287- 1359) and Zhuji (present-day Zhejiang), with the character stamp and number. Zhu Shi Shan Nong. Wei Yuan poet and famous painter. Born in a farmhouse, he herded cattle as a teenager and studied painting hard. After failing the Jinshi exam, he gave up the idea of being an official and traveled around the world. After living in seclusion in Jiulishan. He is good at drawing plum blossoms and bamboo stones. Explain that the first two sentences of the poem write that his works of Mo Mei come from real life and are painstakingly drawn. (2) West Wild Goose Lake, the legendary West Wild Goose Lake of Wang Xizhi, a great calligrapher in the Jin Dynasty, dyed the water in the small pond black due to frequent washing of pens and inkstones. Wang Mian said that his family has Xiyan Lake. The implication is that I study hard and practice Rainbow's Xi Zhi. Clearing qi-semantic pun, using the fragrance and temperament of plum blossoms to compare character and moral integrity. Gankun-refers to heaven and earth, people. The plum blossom I painted doesn't want people to praise its beautiful color, I just want to leave its noble temperament in the world.
2. Poems about Shallow Mo Chi is as shallow as the sea.
It's a pity to fly.
Worry is not shallow.
Shallow water.
See Yi Shi shallow.
Shallow Jing Quan.
Flowers are shallow and rosy-faced.
The wheat ridge is shallow and difficult to cover.
The snail leans slightly.
Streets in the sky
The street lights in the distance are very clear.
There seem to be countless stars shining.
Stars in the sky. Now,
It seems that countless street lamps are on.
I think in the ethereal air,
There must be a beautiful market.
Some items on display in the market,
It must be a rare thing in the world.
You see, the shallow Tianhe,
Certainly not very broad.
Cowherd and Weaver Girl across the river,
I'm sure I can ride a cow.
I think now,
I'm sure I'll wander around Tianjie.
If you don't believe me, please look at that meteor.
They are walking with lanterns.
This is a shallow world, this is a temporary life.
In the rustling autumn rain, shallow pomegranates fall.
Pick a silver lamp, hold a pearl door, and embroider the quilt for the autumn rain.
3. The words or poems related to "ink mark" and "ink mark" are as follows
1. There are ink marks on the forehead, and there is no plain book for caesarean section. Twenty Songs of Shizhushan: Song Author: Liu Kezhuang
The ink mark is red and light, and I recall that I have covered the red leaves. Nian Nujiao, blushing, drifting green years: Song Author: Shi Xiaoyou
3. the flying ink mark is not dry. Take the beads out, but don't eat people's chest and diaphragm. "He Xinlang Voluntary Humble Wings" Year: Song Author: Feng Quqi
4. Ink marks are fragrant, red wax tears. A little sad and thoughtful. "More Leaking Ink Fragrance" Year: Song Author:
5. alfalfa is poor in poetry, and banana is drunk in ink. When you know that you have abandoned the city, you will be warmed by the seat frequently. De Mao first leaves Tangxi Time: Tang Author: Tang
6. The pen sentence turns, and the ink grabs the burn mark. Far pu is deep in the sea, and lonely peaks are cold in the sky. "Shangjun Landscape Obstacles" Time: Tang Author: Guan Xiu
7. Ink marks break poetry leaves. Yu Ying has lilac knots. Lilac knot. Patience and loneliness, mountains and bright moon. "Yes" Time: Yuan Author:
8. The first tree in my family, Xiyan Lake, has faint ink marks. Mo Mei Qi San Time: Yuan Author: Wang Mian
9. The ink marks fly and the branches are covered with clothes. "Bodhisattva Man's Low Happiness and Eighteen Clouds" Year: Qing Author: Zhu Yizun.
4. Wu Jiaji's poem "March 3 quatrains" about Moran.
The bow of the boat rained like silk last night, and the orchids in my basin were flooded.
Fanrui strives for the opening day, which is the time for tourists to get home.
Zhu Yizun's "Mrs. Gu Painting Orchids"
Brothel people went to the pen bed empty, and Xizhou thanked them.
There is also the color of Qinhuai Cao Fang, and the lights are evenly dyed with sunset red.
Wang Fengnv painted orchids.
Beggars get the beauty described by poets, and Yaochi is clear and beautiful.
As soon as I say nothing from a weak point of view, Yaya's proposal is pitiful.
Shi Tao's cymbidium
The root has left the dust, so there is no poem, and poetry gives loneliness.
Who has used a thousand sticks of incense? When the ink is spilled in the pool, it will be relieved.
Massai fighters in East Africa
The bones are clear and the leaves are true, and the wind is amazing.
My own pen and ink is written by myself, that is, the front is the back.
Massai fighters in East Africa
I'm tired of listening to Huang except Yao Cao's Spring Star.
Under the leaves, you walk through the clouds, and nothing in the world is completely green.
I believe he is drunk in the cold valley, and my dress is spineless.
Not every flower can be infatuated, but it is more fragrant in the dust.
Qiu Lan of Michelle Ye, Isinggio.
There are potted plants in front of the temple, and orchids are unique. In the past, they were called Wang Xiangxiang and also Mr. Fang because of the four rhymes.
Qiu Lan color, green cloth leaf.
Love this king's incense, show the atrium with flowers.
You fen San, static shadow sparse.
Is it necessary to waste more than nine books on Sao Jing?
The bamboo forests in Yun Qi are very lush, and the mountains are full of orchids.
The mountain road is Xu He, and the sound of streams can be heard everywhere.
The bamboo is dark and the old wood is dead.
Listen to the birds singing on the threshold and climb the cliff to collect different scents.
In the middle of spring, everything blooms.
Orchid ode
The graceful flowers and green leaves are long, and it is difficult to hide the fragrance in the valley when the wind comes.
Don't take it for granted, even if no one is proud of it.
Fan Cheng's "Yong Huai"
Orchid is the king's fragrance, and the powder is in the breeze.
Never cave in, never strive for wealth and beauty.
Winter orchids in Cao Yin
Winter grass is cold and blue, and orchids are flowers.
As clear as a digger and as thin as a poet.
Cong Xiu has several strands of hair with double bun on it.
At dusk, the window smells fragrant and the wind shadows want to weave yarn.
Zhu Zaizhen's Jian Lan
The jungle grows in a valley and berries are scattered all over the forest.
If you don't sew, you will get hurt. Better than being a doorknob.
After crossing the mountain, Zi Peizhen went to several pavilions.
Turn around and forget Min Hai, and fall in love with Xiang.
Think lightly about returning home in the daytime, and the clear spring will soak in the evening.
The jade ball bounces again and again, and the day can be used.
Hua Yan de LAN Hua
The cloud valley is graceful and restrained, and the fragrance is refined.
The cool wind moves at night, and the beauty asks for it.
Gao's On Painting
The painting is scattered, and the Banqiao painting is blue.
Li Lan's skin, sweet smell and pine branches are blowing with the wind.
Sitting in clothes, the north window is cool, and the old slave is too crazy.
Ren Huang painted orchids (three poems)
No room is fragrant and the walls are empty.
One punch is charming in ancient rhyme, and beauty is lonely.
I've thought a lot about Yuan and Li, but I feel far sad.
The paper window evokes the fragrance of the soul, and the face dare not envy.
5. Regarding the poem about the teahouse, Lu Yu's "Six Envy Songs": "I don't envy the gold base, the white jade cup, the province, the sunset platform and the Xijiang River, and I once went to Jingling City."
Bai Juyi's "Two Bowls of Tea": "After eating and sleeping, get up two bowls of tea; Looking up at the sun shadow, it is already southwest oblique; Happy people cherish the promotion of the day, and worried people hate the contribution of the year; People who have no worries and no happiness will have long and short careers. " In the Tang Dynasty, with the development of tea production and trade, a large number of poems with tea as the theme appeared.
For example, Li Bai's "Answering a nephew and a monk to give Yuquan cactus tea": "This stone will be born tomorrow, and Yuquan will not rest"; Du Fu's "Re-crossing the Third of Five Songs": "On the sunset stage, when drinking tea"; Bai Juyi's "Night Smell of Changzhou, Cuihuzhou Chashan Pavilion Banquet": "Smell of Chashan Night, bamboo and green songs are all around"; Lu Tong's "Raise a Pen, Xie Meng, Persuade and Send New Tea": "I only feel a breeze blowing under my arm", "Yuchuanzi wants to take this breeze to go home" and so on. Some praised the efficacy of tea, and some borrowed tea to express the poet's feelings, which was widely read by later generations. Poet Gao Yuan's Poems on Chashan: "It's really hard to pick Li Tuo's words to cultivate mulberry.
When a husband is in the service, all the rooms are the same. On the wall at the door, wild hazelnuts are unkempt.
In the end, there is no benefit to the DPRK, and there are scales on both hands and feet ... The election is day and night, and the horseshoe is faint in the morning, which shows the author's sympathy for the people of Guzhushan who suffer from tribute tea. Li Ying's Song of Tea Mountain Tribute and Baking describes the scene of officials paying tribute to tea, and also shows the poet's sympathy for CoCo Lee's suffering and inner anguish.
In addition, there are Tu Mu's Tai Tea Mountain and Tai Temple, Miracle's Xie Hu Cha and Yong Cha Twelve Rhymes, and Yuan Zhen's One Word to Seven Words? Tea, Yan Zhenqing and other six people's "Five Words and Moonlit Tea Couplet" all show the prosperity of tea poetry in the Tang Dynasty. The following is a poem about tea: Mid-levels room waits for the bright moon, while Yi Deng enjoys a bosom friend.
(Anonymous) When the spring breeze came in February and March, the stone stove knocked on the fire to try new tea. (Wei Shimin) Wo Yun Goethe wrote the Book of Tea for Yu.
(Zhan Tong) Xiaoqiao Store sells pizza and makes tea with fresh cigarettes. (Yankee) After the silkworms have boiled the new silk, but before the tea is boiled.
(Yangji) There are fishing boats in the flower ditch, and tea leaves stand on the banana ground. (Dexiang) In the spring breeze, I thought of Jiangnan and spilled a car full of tea stoves.
(Tang Yin) Cold lanterns are fried with the new moon. Try new tea by blowing snow.
(Wen Zhiming) Who is allowed to share the secrets of the thatched cottage? Shiding tea and cigarettes are household names. (Pujin) In life, I have nothing to take, but a glass of water in the mountain.
(Sun Yiyuan) set up a tea cooking stove and heard the sound of a well. (Wu Zhao) It's noon on the party day, and the yellow birds are singing long.
(Anonymous) The smoke from the bamboo stove is light and fragrant, and the fresh taste of the stone spring water is new. (Lan Ren) A gasp annoyed Di Chin, trying to control the weather and make Xia Zi.
(Pan Yunzhe) It is convenient to enter the tea shop; The door of Kaiwu Temple is washed with dust. (Zhou Xingcun) Idle is also idle, and I want to manage it. I am thirsty to drink tea in qingquan.
(From Jin Ping Mei) Fengyue tea is a matchmaker. (Selected from Jin Ping Mei) Spring breeze relieves the poet's nose, and it is not the fragrance of leaves or flowers.
(Yang Wanli) Stir-fry tea to learn from Western Shu, and Dingzhou carved porcelain ruby. (Su Shi) On a cold night, guests come to tea to make wine, and the bamboo stove soup is boiling red.
(Du Lei) worried about paying the servant, he looked at the snow soup and pearls. (Su Shi) Everyone can be a guest, and the tripod is self-cleaning.
(Su Shi) Shu Tu tea is sacred, and Mengshan is absolutely delicious. (Wentong) There is no need for Di Wei to take a pill and use Lutong's big bowl of tea.
(Su Shi) Green lanterns and windows, standing tea and listening to falling snow. (Lu You) Tea is reflected on fresh milk, and the piano horizontally recommends the sound of Shixi Spring.
(Lu You) The cold current fills the spring to check the ink, and the nest bonfire blows tea. Lu You even had a tea dream and drew a small window banner in Jiangnan.
(Lu You) Chang 'an wine price reduction10 million, Chengdu drug market has no light. (Fan Zhongyan) Silver bottle sprinkled with floating ant wine, purple bowl of millet and dragon tea.
(Su Shi) In the Spring Smoke Temple, tea drums beat, and in the evening, wine flags were lit on the tower. (Linbu) Tea drums should knock on the Griffin Garden, and the sunset wants to crush the city.
(Hsuanchan) Cold spring turns into calamus water, and olive tea is fried casually. (Lu You) Green dust flies through the gold mill and rises from the green jade.
(Fan Zhongyan) The small stone cold spring leaves a green taste, and the new purple mud is full of Chunhua. (Mei) The fish scales are broken and the fragrance is fragrant.
(Anonymous) The green cicada cream is broad, and the red crab covers its eyes. (Anonymous) The tongue is fragrant frequently, and the first-class taste is the best.
(Anonymous) Luquan tasted Yu Ming's spilt milk and tried Jin 'ou. (Anonymous) Tea, sweet wine, beautiful double wells, fish, fat, fragrant rice and Baiquan.
(Huang Tingjian) The bamboo is full of dharma, and the gloomy yellow flowers are just ordinary. (Anonymous) There is also a quiet place with tea and cigarettes in the yard.
(Anonymous) Poets never tire of fragrant teas. It is better to listen to elegant plays on a whim. (Anonymous) Tea smells like mountains and clouds, and water smells like spring frost.
(Anonymous) The heart follows the flowing water, and the body follows the wind and cloud. (Anonymous) Tea Ding cooks eternal snow at night, and the flower shadow moves for nine days in the morning.
(Huang Zhencheng) Want to taste three kinds of tea, go up the mountain and kiss Yun Jian Chun. (Han Yi) When he joined the club, Tao Gongning stopped sprinkling and tasted the tea in spring.
(Han Yi) Jade pestle and Yun Chun Su Yue, golden knife with rain to cut yellow buds. (Yelu Chucai) Tea smells at the root of the tongue, and there are poems everywhere.
(Zhang Kejiu) The bamboo bed is cool in the rain, and the tea pot is loose in the wind. (Zhang Kejiu) A poet on a whim, freshly brewed bachelor's tea.
(Zhang Kejiu) Mei Chunguang is full of flowers and plants, making people look forward to tea. (Zhang Kejiu) Bring water to make fresh tea, and buy all the green hills for painting screens.
(Xijiang Building, Jiao Shan, Zhenjiang, Zheng Banqiao) The tea bowl is fragrant for thousands of years, and the clouds are shining on the first floor. When you are drunk in the mountains, you feel very light and want to go to heaven.
(Cui Daorong) Taste is manna, which makes you feel indulgent. (Ge Changgeng) Sweep bamboo leaves and cook tea leaves, chop loose roots and cook vegetable roots.
(Zheng Banqiao, Shi Tian Cave Alliance, Qingcheng Mountain, Sichuan) A country cannot live without a gentleman for a day, and a gentleman cannot live without tea for a day. ("Gan Long and the Minister") Bamboo dew scatters phoenix, banana rain, tea and cigarettes, music and books.
(Zhang Ao) Sit down, sit down, sit up, tea, tea. (Zheng Banqiao) Cooking tastes like the southeastern United States, especially congou and soup.
(Xian Yuqing) In the experimental hospital, the bamboo in Xiantan is always flat and bitter when you make tea and drink a spoonful of spring water. (Wang Shijian) Run the bed to relax the tea armor, warm the tree and tear down the fireworks.
(Huang Zunxian) Picking tea is a bosom friend, and building a house is a good book. (Zhang Yanji) Green salt cabbage rice, casserole chrysanthemum tea.
(Zheng Banqiao) Moran counted several pieces of rice paper, bitter tea and a cup of adult kiln. Chutou (Zheng Banqiao), where a green hill sits; Jiangbei, Huainan, making tea.
(Zheng Banqiao) The mountain light hits the face because of the rain, and the river returns to the late tide. (Zheng Banqiao) Raven Gu Quan cast three ounces of new tea in eight or nine days.
(Zheng Banqiao).