1. What are the poems that describe "tea and friendship"
1. The love of tea cooked in mountain springs
Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi
Sit down and drink the cool water, watching the simmering dust.
Wuyou holds a bowl and sends it to tea lovers.
2. In the Mulberry Tea Tunnel
Song Dynasty: Yang Wanli
When the weather is clear and the wind is dry, the grass is full of flowers and the dike is full of water.
The boy Liu Yinmian was sleeping, and a cow ate Liu Yinxi.
3. Huanxisha·Who misses the west wind and is cool alone
Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde
Who misses the west wind and is cool alone, the rustling yellow leaves close the windows, Meditate on the past and set the setting sun.
Don’t be frightened by the wine and fall into a deep sleep. Gambling on books will make the fragrance of tea disappear. At that time, I just thought it was ordinary.
4. Qincha
Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi
The Wuwu is in a group of people, and Tao Tao is willful all his life.
Since leaving office, I have had many dreams in my spring. If I don’t study, I will have more leisure in old age.
The only source of knowledge in Qinli is the Lushui River, but the only source of tea is the Mengshan Mountain.
Poverty, passability, practice, and cessation are always with me. Is there no way I can go back now?
5. Mantingfang·Tea
Song Dynasty: Huang Tingjian
The spring breeze in Beiyuan, the square gui and the round jade, are famous for thousands of miles.
The body is broken into pieces and the bones are broken into pieces, and the power is combined with the smoke. Honor your love and victory, fall asleep in the spring, and open up the sorrowful side.
Slender hand, light cream, golden partridge spots.
Xiangru, although he is sick and thirsty, he drinks wine and chants, and there are many wise guests.
In order to hold up the lamp, the drunken jade decays on the mountain. Searching through thousands of volumes in my chest, it still stirs. The etymology of the Three Gorges.
Returning late, Wenjun was still awake and was sitting in front of the small window. 2. Poems about tea and friendship
There are too many poems related to tea, please see below:
Qin Tea
Tang Bai Juyi
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The only source of knowledge in Qinli is the Lushui River, but the only source of tea is the Mengshan Mountain.
I will always be with you when I am poor, who knows that I will never go back?
An old friend sent tea
Cao Ye of the Tang Dynasty
There are nine Chinese figures outside the sword, and the title is in Yujing with a seal.
When it opens, there is a slight moonlight, and there is the sound of springs everywhere.
The monk arrived in the middle of the night, singing alone to the moon.
Bi Chenxia's feet are broken, and the fragrance is light and milky.
The six organs have gone to sleep and the mind has gone away, and I can think clearly after several poems.
I don’t dare to spend more than a month, so I will stay with me for writing.
Sencha
Tang Chengyanxiong
When I woke up from a deep sleep in the spring of Yue Temple, I thought for a long time by running to the spring.
A cloud monk crushed the Sichuan tea tree and picked up three or four dead pine branches.
Hojicha Wu
Tang Gu Kuang
The new tea has been roasted, but the old tea is brewing.
The whirling smoke continues, and the voice splits the cold wood.
Drinking tea with Lu Chu Shiyu on the 9th
Tang Jiaoran
In the monastery of Jiuri Mountain, the chrysanthemums on the east fence are also yellow.
Most common people drink too much wine, but who can explain the fragrance of tea?
Sending orange-flowered tea to friends in the late spring
Li Ying of the Tang Dynasty
Yesterday, the east wind blew the orange blossoms, and I woke up with a cup of tea in the Spring Festival evening.
Like clouds protecting the secluded chasm, like snow that separates the home.
The golden cakes are patted into the rain and dew, and the jade dust is fried into the haze.
Xiangru is sick and thirsty, and the whole school is not envious of the white-necked crow.
Drinking tea with Yuan layman Qingshantan
Tang Lingyi
Sitting and drinking fragrant tea among wild springs and white clouds, I love this mountain.
I can’t bear to go by boat under the rock, and the green stream gurgls at dusk. 3. Poems about drinking tea
The sun was high and five feet high, and I was sleeping deeply. The generals knocked on the door to surprise Duke Zhou.
The letter was sent with the words of advice, and it was sealed with three seals diagonally on white silk.
Opening the silence, Wan met for advice and discussion, and read three hundred pieces of the moon in his hand.
When I heard that the New Year was coming into the mountains, the stinging insects stirred up the spring breeze.
The emperor must taste Yangxian tea, and the herbs dare not bloom first.
The benevolent wind bears pearl buds in the dark, and the golden buds emerge in the early spring.
Picked fresh, roasted, fragrant and wrapped, it is exquisite and not extravagant.
As a supreme being and a prince, why do you come to a mountain man’s house?
Chaimen is closed to the outside world and there are no ordinary visitors. The gauze hat and halter are fried and eaten by oneself.
The green clouds are blown by the wind, and the white flowers float on the surface of the bowl.
One bowl will moisturize your throat, and two bowls will relieve your loneliness and boredom.
Three bowls of dried intestines, but only five thousand volumes of text.
Four bowls of light sweat, all the uneven things in life are dispersed into the pores.
Five bowls clear the muscles and bones, and six bowls clear the spirits.
I couldn’t eat the seven bowls, but I could feel the cool breeze blowing under my armpits.
Where is Penglai Mountain? Yuchuanzi took advantage of the breeze to go back.
The immortals on the mountain came down to earth, and their status was high and isolated from the wind and rain.
An learns that millions of lives have fallen on cliffs and suffered hardships.
So I asked the common people for advice, will they still be able to rest in the end? 4. What are the poems that describe "tea and friendship"
1. The mountain spring is fried in tea. Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi sat and drank the cool water, watching the simmering dust.
Wuyou holds a bowl and sends it to tea lovers. 2. In the Mulberry Tea Tunnel Song Dynasty: Yang Wanli When the weather is clear and the wind is dry, the grass is full of flowers and the dike is full of water.
The boy Liu Yinmian was sleeping, and a cow ate Liu Yinxi. 3. Huanxisha·Who misses the west wind and is cool alone? Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde Who misses the west wind and is cool alone, with the rustling yellow leaves closing the windows, meditating on the past and setting the sun.
Don’t be frightened by the wine and fall into a deep sleep. Gambling on books will make the fragrance of tea splash away. At that time, I just thought it was ordinary. 4. Qincha, Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi.
Since leaving office, I have had many dreams in my spring. If I don’t study, I will have more leisure in old age. The only thing I know about Qin Li is the Lushui River, and the only place I know about tea is the Mengshan Mountain.
Poverty, travel, practice and stop are always with me. Is there no way I can go back now? 5. Man Ting Fang·Tea Song Dynasty: Huang Tingjian The spring breeze in Beiyuan, the square gui and the round jade, are famous for thousands of miles. The body is broken into pieces and the bones are broken, and the power is combined with the smoke.
Honor your love and victory, fall asleep in the spring, and open up the sorrowful side. A slender hand, with light cream and golden strands of partridge spots.
Xiangru, even though he is sick and thirsty, he drinks wine and chants, and there are many wise guests. In order to hold up the lamp, the drunken jade decays on the mountain.
Searching through thousands of volumes in my chest, it is still moving. The origin of the Three Gorges etymology. Returning late, Wenjun was still awake and sat in front of the small window. 5. What are the poems about "drinking tea"
Half of the mountain house is waiting for the bright moon, and a cup of clear tea is used to reward a close friend. (Anonymous)
When the spring breeze comes in February or March, the stone stove is lit to test the new tea. (Wei Shimin)
Goethe is lying in the clouds, writing the "Tea Sutra" to the rain. (Zhan Tong)
The small shop in Xiaoqiao is busy selling, and the new smoke is making tea. (Yang Ji)
After the silkworms have cooked new silk, before the fragrance of tea is boiled and sprinkled. (Yang Ji)
1. Half of the mountain house is waiting for the bright moon, and a cup of clear tea is used to reward a close friend.
Explanation
The first sentence talks about a very lonely person, sitting alone in a small house on the mountain waiting for the moon to rise. His close friend and book friend came, and he There was nothing to entertain, only a cup of tea. It can express a person's noble character, loneliness, and the friendship between gentlemen is as light as water.
The second sentence is that the book knowledge obtained from books is always abstract, and can only be truly understood by practicing it in person. For example, it is better to copy a copybook in person than to read it a hundred times.
2. When the spring breeze comes in February or March, the stone stove will be lit to test the new tea.
Explanation
New tea, that is, spring tea, generally refers to the tea leaves that are picked from the buds and leaves that sprout for the first time after overwintering. Because the tea tree is rich in nutrients, spring tea has thick mesophylls, fresh taste, strong aroma, stringy appearance, tight texture and solid texture.
3. The small shop in Xiaoqiao sells and sells, and the first fire and new smoke make tea.
The original sentence is one of the four poems: Long eyebrows, short eyebrows, willow leaves, dark and light peach blossoms. A small shop in a small bridge sells wine, and a new fire makes tea. Putting aside the background, it's just a person seeing willow leaves and peach blossoms, wine and making tea
4. After the silkworms ripen the new silk, before the fragrance of the tea is boiled and spread.
Welcome the sweetness of harvest and enjoy the comfort of life. 6. What are the poems describing "tea and friends"?
1. "Mountain Spring Fried Tea with Love" Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi Sit and drink the cool water, watching the simmering dust.
Wuyou holds a bowl and sends it to tea lovers. 2. "Qincha" Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi The Wuwu is in the group of people, and Tao Tao is willful throughout his life.
Since leaving office, I have had many dreams in my spring. If I don’t study, I will have more leisure in old age. The only thing I know about Qin Li is the Lushui River, and the only place I know about tea is the Mengshan Mountain.
Poverty, passability, practice, and cessation are always with me. Is there no way I can go back now? 3. "A Tea-Drinking Song in Praise of Cui Shi Shijun" Tang Dynasty: Jiao Ran The Yue people left me Yanxi Ming, and I collected a gold tooth and a golden tripod. The white porcelain snow-color is ethereal and fragrant, how does it resemble the jelly pulp of immortals?
As soon as you drink it, you will fall into a deep sleep, and your love will fill the world. When I drink again, my spirit becomes clear, and suddenly it is like flying rain scattering light dust.
You will attain enlightenment after three drinks, so there is no need to work hard to get rid of worries. This is something that no one in the world knows about. People in the world often deceive themselves when they drink.
I looked at the bizhuo urn in the night with sadness, and smiled at Tao Qian under the fence. Cui Hou was so full of joy that he sang a song that was astonishing.
Who knows that the tea ceremony is completely true, only Danqiu can do this. 4. "Man Ting Fang·Tea" Song Dynasty: Huang Tingjian The spring breeze in Beiyuan, the square gui and the round jade, are famous for thousands of miles.
The body is broken into pieces and the bones are broken into pieces, and the power is combined with the smoke. Honor your love and victory, fall asleep in the spring, and open up the sorrowful side.
Slender hand, light cream, golden partridge spots. Like Xiangru, although he is sick and thirsty, he drinks wine and chants, and there are many wise guests.
In order to hold up the lamp, the drunken jade decays on the mountain. Searching through thousands of volumes in my chest, it still stirs. The etymology of the Three Gorges.
Returning late, Wenjun was still awake and was sitting in front of the small window. 5. "Huanxi Sha·Jujube Blossoms Falling on Clothes and Scarves" Song Dynasty: Su Shi wrote five poems on the road to thank the rain in Xumen Shitan.
The pond is located twenty miles east of the city, and it often corresponds to the increase or decrease in the clearness and turbidity of the Surabaya River. Jujube flowers are falling on clothes and towels, milling wheels are ringing in the south of the village and north of the village, and cucumbers are sold by old willows in cow clothes.
(粤通:缨) I am sleepy when I am tired of wine and have a long journey, and when I am high in the sky, I am thirsty and think about tea. Knock on the door and ask the savages. 7. Poems about tea tasting
"Double Well Tea" by Ouyang Xiu
The water of the Xijiang River is clear and the rocks are old, and the tea growing on the rocks is like a chicken's claw.
When the weather is poor and not cold, the spring air is early, and the grass grows first in Shuangjing.
The white hair follicles are covered with red blue gauze and ten dendrobium tea to nourish one or two buds.
The five noble families in Chang'an are rich and noble, and one sip must be praised for three days.
Gao Qi's "Tea Picking Ci":
Thunder passes over the stream, the mountains are green and the clouds are warm, and the secluded bushes half spit out spears and flags.
Yin Chai’s daughter responded with a song, who picked the most from the basket?
The fragrance is still in my hand when I return, and the high quality will be presented to the prefect first.
The newly baked bamboo stove has not yet been tasted, but the cages are full and sold with Hunan merchants.
The Shan family does not know how to grow millet, and their food and clothing depend on the spring rain every year.
Selected Poems by Wu Zhenlai to Praise Tea
Ode to Tea
People say that a hundred flowers are beautiful, but I call tea the only king.
A cup of it will clear your lungs and linger in your dreams.
Tea Treasures
Enjoy new teas every year, and meet old friends every year.
Good friendships and tea are enjoyed together, good poems and good intentions are cherished alone.
Tea and Books
The study is my home, and I prepare tea at home.
The taste of tea blends with the smell of books, and it’s so delicious that I don’t need to praise it.
Drinking with each other
Good wine must be drunk together, and strange thoughts can travel alone.
Good tea should be drunk together, and the scene will be reflected in the cup.
Appreciating plum blossoms and tasting tea
There are three or two old plum trees in one tree, but the four flowers and five petals bloom late.
Six pots, seven cups, friends from all directions, nine miles of tea fragrance, ten poems.
Drinking tea
Forty-year-olds laugh and feel proud, drinking tea to enjoy the evening breeze.
As you flip through the book, the taste enters your heart.
A new way to taste tea
There are no mountains and rivers in the city, so buy mineral springs in every shop.
The electric kettle creates mist, and is temporarily called a fairy in the folk market.
Picture of Peony Teapot
Brewing bitter tea in front of rich flowers, one should not always praise the joys of life.
Having tasted both sweet and sour, there is nothing you can’t do at home. 8. 5 poems about friendship
1. The thoughts of wandering in the floating clouds, the love of old friends in the setting sun.
"Send Off a Friend" Tang Dynasty: Li Bai
Green mountains stretch across Beiguo, and white water surrounds the east city.
This place is different, and I have traveled thousands of miles alone.
The thoughts of wandering in the floating clouds, the love of old friends in the setting sun.
I waved my hand and went away, the horse roared.
Definition:
Green mountains lie on the north side of the city wall, and sparkling water surrounds the east side of the city.
Here we say goodbye to each other. You are like a solitary tent fluttering in the wind, traveling thousands of miles away.
The floating clouds are as unpredictable as wanderers, and the setting sun slowly sets down the mountain, seeming to be nostalgic.
After waving their hands and parting, the horse that his friend was riding that was about to carry him on a long journey roared, as if he couldn't bear to leave.
2. There are close friends in the sea, and they are as close to each other as far as the end of the world.
"Send Du Shaofu to Shuzhou / Send Du Shaofu to Shuchuan" Tang Dynasty: Wang Bo
The city gate assists the three Qin Dynasties, and the wind and smoke look out to Wujin.
I want to say goodbye to you, both are eunuchs.
There are close friends in the sea, and they are like neighbors in the world.
If you do nothing, you will go astray, and your children will be in trouble.
Interpretation:
The majestic Chang'an occupies the land of the Three Qin Dynasties; the insignificant Sichuan is far away.
You and I have similar fates, running for official careers and being far away from home.
As long as you have close friends, the world will never feel far away. Even though we are far away from each other, we feel like we are close neighbors.
Breaking up on the wrong side of the road really doesn’t require the love of children to shed tears on your clothes.
3. I send my sorrowful heart to the bright moon, and follow the wind to the west of the night.
"I heard that Wang Changling moved to the left and Longbiao was far away and sent this message" Tang Dynasty: Li Bai
When the poplar flowers have fallen, Zigui cries, and I hear that Longbiao has passed the five streams.
I send my sorrowful heart to the bright moon, and follow the wind to the west of the night.
Interpretation:
When the poplar flowers have finished falling and Zigui cries, I heard that you passed by Wuxi. I put my sad thoughts on the bright moon, hoping to accompany you to the west of Yelang with the wind.
4. If you have nothing in the south of the Yangtze River, just give me a spring branch.
"Poems to Fan Ye" Southern and Northern Dynasties: Lu Kai
Fold flowers and send them to the people of Longtou.
Jiangnan has nothing, just give me a sprig of spring.
Interpretation:
When he met the post envoy going north, he went to pick plum blossoms and asked him to bring them to his friends in Longshan.
There is no better gift to send to Jiangnan, so let’s send a plum blossom to herald the spring.
5. A cup of wine with a spring breeze of peach and plum blossoms, and a light for ten years of rain in the rivers and lakes.
"Send to Huang Jifu" Song Dynasty: Huang Tingjian
I live in the North Sea and the South Sea, and I can't send a letter to the wild geese to express my gratitude.
A glass of wine with peach and plum spring breeze, and ten years of light in the rainy night in the rivers and lakes.
There are only four walls to run a household, but there are only three walls to cure diseases.
I imagine my head has turned white when I read, and the ape across the stream is crying because of the miasma of vines in the stream.
Definition:
I live on the northern coast, and you live on the southern coast. If you want to ask the swan geese to deliver messages, they can't fly to Hengyang.
Back then, I was watching peaches and plums and drinking fine wine under the spring breeze. I was in a state of decline. It has been ten years since we parted ways. I often looked at the lonely lamp, listened to the autumn rain, and missed you.
You only have four empty walls to support your livelihood, so it’s so difficult. The ancients became good doctors after breaking their arms three times, but I hope you don't do this.
I wish you were poor and self-sufficient and studied hard. Now your hair has turned white. Across the mountain stream full of miasma, the apes are wailing and climbing on the ivy in the deep forest. 9. Famous poems about praising tea
Personally like it
Yuan Zhen's "One to Seven Character Poems: Tea"
Tea,
Fragrant leaves, buds,
I admire poets and love the monk’s family.
Carved white jade and woven red yarn.
The color of yellow pistils is fried, and the flowers are graceful.
The queen of the night invites you to accompany the bright moon, and the morning brings you to the morning glow.
I have washed away all the people of the past and present without getting tired. How can I be praised when I am about to get drunk?
There is also a tea poem in the pagoda poem format, written by the modern grassroots poet Hu Bingyan
"Tea"
Xiang
Ming Nen , a shot
Copper pot of water, boiled Sanjiang
Purple sand porcelain, fairy jade paste
Lu Yu invited Shennong to sit in meditation and taste it carefully
The high-ranking literati, the dignitaries drank like crazy
The light fragrance floats through the ages, they cultivate themselves and obey the fate of the sun and the moon