Original text:
The porcelain fired by Dayi is light and strong, and the buckle is like a legend of mourning jade and Jincheng.
Your white bowl is better than frost and snow. Send it to Mao Zhai for pity.
Translation:
The porcelain burned in Dayi is light and hard. Holding it can be handed down like rain, burning it in vain, and people are not willing to give it away in a hurry.
2. Three Autumn Poems-Qin Guan in Song Dynasty
The gullies in first frost are clear, and there are countless cold stars beside the boat. There was no land in the depths of the river, and suddenly there was laughter.
Yue's group newly grinds glazed porcelain and drinks Chu Ci from Hu Er. Xiao Xuan has no fallen leaves because of the wind, and caterpillars spit autumn silk relatively.
Even the female neon West Building, chasing the rain, never stopped. Andrew danced in makeup. Drinking and chatting is just tying your head.
Translation:
It has frosted, the water in the gully is still clear, and thousands of stars in the sky are reflected in the water, so close to the ship. I thought there was no family on the land on the shore, but suddenly something came out. The ground moon ball is soaked in a tea bowl. After drinking, let the children talk back. There is no wind, no fallen leaves in the yard, and a few bugs are spinning around.
Looking at the curved and faint rainbow, it seems to be hanging on the small west building, and the turtledove is chasing the rainbow. How can I make a woman with heavy makeup dance with each other? I drank well and gave the rainbow as a brocade to women.
3. Jiao Ran in Tea Song in Tang Dynasty.
Original text:
The Vietnamese left me a scent of tea, and I got a mouthful of gold teeth and a golden tripod.
Plain porcelain smells like snow, like the pulp of a fairy.
When you drink it, you will feel comfortable all over. ?
Drink my god again, and suddenly it will rain like light dust.
After three drinks, you will get the word. Why bother?
This thing is noble and unknown to the world. The world drinks too much and deludes itself.
Worried about watching the night between Bi Zhuo urns, laughing at Tao Qian's hedging.
Cui Hou took a sip of his crazy song.
Who knows that the tea ceremony is all true, only Dan Qiu did it.
Translation:
All the people are busy building the city and dare not stop their wooden hammers. The tinkling of wooden hammers seemed to disturb Mother Earth.
All the farmland in many villages is used to burn kilns. All the trees we saw were cut down to build a watchtower. In the cold winter, the days are short, but the progress of the project is getting faster and faster. Supervisors and cruel officials waved sticks and cursed like a storm.
Because the prime minister of the Han nationality was worried about the frontier, the officials who built the city made great contributions and were promoted. In the past, there was no city in Yuanye, but now it shows that there are soldiers guarding the border. I didn't see the tall cities undulating and dense as fish scales. But the city is desolate and empty.
4. Song Yan Shu's "Cold Dew in the Jade Bowl of Huanxisha"
Original text:
The jade bowl in the boudoir is covered with ice, and water drops are condensed at the edge of the bowl. Beauty powder sweat, through the thin gauze clothing, revealing a fragrant and white body; There are more faces with heavy makeup in the evening than lotus flowers.
After going to the toilet, the slightly drooping hair complements the moon-like eyebrows; A touch of reddish wine dizzy, as bright as the morning glow, fell on her cheeks. Sleeping during the day and sunset under the sun are all the first awakening of the spring dream.
Translation:
The jade bowl in the boudoir is full of ice, and the condensed water drops around the bowl will drip down. Beauty powder and sweat melt slightly, revealing a fragrant and white body through a thin gauze dress; The delicate face with light makeup in the evening is better than the rich lotus flower.
After dressing, the hair droops slightly, and the eyebrows and eyes complement each other; The reddish wine dizzy, like a bright morning glow, fell on her cheeks. After a day's sleep, I woke up and the sun set. It turns out that I did all this when I woke up in my early spring dream.
5. Bai Juyi's "Shanquanjian Tea Friends" in Tang Dynasty
Original text:
Sitting in cool water, looking at the fried green tea powder, such as dust.
There is no reason to hold a bowl of tea in your hand, but this feeling makes people who love tea fall in love.
Sitting and pouring a pot of cold water, I watched the green tea powder being boiled as fine as dust. Holding a bowl of tea in your hand, you don't need any reason, just the feeling that you place on the person who loves tea.