Poetry about drinking tea under the tree 1. What are the ancient poems about "children drinking tea under trees"?
There are many ancient poems about children and childlike interest, but there are no ancient poems about children drinking tea. Therefore, I recommend some children's ancient poems.
1, shepherd boy
Tang luyan
The grass shop is six or seven miles away from the field, and the flute makes the night wind three or four times.
Come back from a full meal at dusk and lie in the moonlight without taking off your hemp fiber.
2. "Ship Crossing Anren"
Song Yang Wanli
On a fishing boat, there are two children. They put away their bamboo poles, stopped their oars and sat on the boat.
No wonder it didn't rain. They opened the umbrella. They didn't want to protect the rain, but wanted to use the umbrella as a sail to let the boat go forward.
3. Su Xinshi Xugong Store
Song Yang Wanli
The fence is sparse, a path leads to the distance, and the petals on the tree fall, but the shade has not yet formed.
The child ran quickly to catch the yellow butterfly, but the butterfly suddenly flew into the vegetable garden and could not be found again.
4. "Children make ice"
Song Yang Wanli
There is no ice in the golden basin for young children, and the silk wears the silver pheasant.
Knocked into a jade chime, resounded through the forest, and suddenly made a glass sound.
5. "Living in a stream is the best."
Don Cui Daorong
Whoever doesn't tie the boat outside the fence, the spring breeze will blow into the fishing bay.
The child suspected villagers, but was anxious to go to Chai Men.
6. Children go fishing
Don Hu Lingneng
A child with unkempt hair and immature face is learning to fish by the river. He is sitting sideways in the grass, and his shadow is set off by weeds.
Hearing the voice of passers-by, the child waved, afraid to disturb the fish and dare not respond to passers-by.
7. Hometown Book
Tang He Zhang Zhi
Teenagers leave home, old people return, and the local accent does not change.
When children meet strangers, they will smile and ask where the guests are from.
8. In the swimming pool
Tang Bai Juyi
A child propped up the boat and secretly picked the white lotus back.
He didn't know how to hide the trail. The duckweed on the water left a boat through the trail.
9. Ornamental fish
Tang Bai Juyi
Like children fishing, walk around the pool and watch the fish swim.
A person who loves fish has different hearts, so I will give you a hook.
10, with daughter
Tangweizhuang
Seeing that people were dumb at first, they refused to fall in love with cars.
It is reasonable to cry all night, because it costs too much to wear clothes.
2. What are the special poems about tea tasting?
1 Lu Tong, whose real name is Yuchuanzi, is fond of tea, and is honored as Cha Sheng by later generations. His "Writing a Pen to Thank Meng for Persuading to Send New Tea", that is, "Tea Song", is an impromptu work after he tasted the new tea sent by his friends. It is a famous seven-character ancient poem about tea: when the sun is high and the sleep is strong, the army will knock on the door to surprise the Duke of Zhou.
Word-of-mouth suggests sending letters, and white silk seals three letters obliquely. I opened my mouth and saw the suggestion. I read 300 articles about the Moon Group.
I heard that the new year has entered the mountains, and the stinging insects have stirred up the spring breeze. The son of heaven must taste Yangxian tea, and the grass plants dare not open first.
Renfeng produces dark pearl buds, and then spring produces golden buds. Picking fresh, baking, sealing and packaging are perfect but not extravagant.
In addition to the supreme princes, why go to the mountain clan? Chai Men is anti-vulgar, and the halter of the gauze hat is self-fried and self-eaten. Yun Lan led the wind to blow constantly, and white flowers floated on the surface.
One bowl moistens the throat, and the other two bowls are lonely. Three bowls of heartbroken, only five thousand volumes of words.
Four bowls of sweat, life is not smooth, scattered to the pores. Five bowls of bones and muscles are clear, and six bowls are immortal.
I can't eat seven bowls, but I feel the wind blowing under my arm. Penglai Mountain, where is it? Yuchuanzi wants to ride this cool breeze home.
Immortals descended from the mountains, occupying a lofty position and being isolated from the wind and rain. Ann learned that tens of billions of lives fell off the cliff and were in great pain.
I asked the whole people for advice, but must I have a rest in the end? This poem is also called seven bowls of tea poem. It described the benefits of drinking tea with Shen Yi's pen and ink, which amazed the world.
The poem describes the poet closing Chai Men and enjoying tea alone. The tea soup is bright and clear, and the essence floats on the bowl surface. Hot air like blue clouds is curled up and can't be blown away.
Hardly had the poet drunk a bowl when he felt his throat was wet and thirsty. After two bowls, the loneliness in the chest disappears; After three bowls, the spirit multiplied, full of words; After drinking four bowls, I was sweating all over; Unhappy things in life spread out with my pores; After drinking the fifth bowl, I feel very relaxed and comfortable. Drinking the sixth bowl is like entering a fairyland; I can't drink the seventh bowl any more. At this moment, I only feel that the two glues give birth to a cool breeze, and I am on cloud nine. "Penglai Mountain, where is it?" The poet will ride away in this breeze! Beautiful poems and elegant thoughts are deeply loved by scholars of all ages. Poets compare tea cakes to the moon, so later poems repeatedly imitate its meaning.
For example, Su Wu's "take a small group of the sky and the moon alone and want to be the second spring in the world." "The bright moon comes to vote for Yuchuanzi, and the breeze blows Wu Linchun."
In particular, the phrase "only two breezes are born" is especially quoted by scholars. May Yao Chen "also wants to have two breezes to teach him to blow away the moon." Lutong's nickname is Yuchuanzi, so it is talked about by people.
Chen Jiru "The sun and the moon in the mountains try new springs, and your predecessor Lao Yuchuan." While describing the benefits of drinking tea, Seven Bowls of Tea Poems subtly satirizes the arrogance of the emperor who does whatever he wants by virtue of his prominent power: "The emperor wants to taste Yangxian tea, and all the herbs bloom first", which not only shows the season of tea picking and tribute (before bloom), but also implies the arrogance of the emperor.
Miracle's Twelve Rhymes of Chanting Tea is a beautiful five-character poem. Let a hundred herbs be the spirit, and work first.
Gump's words spread all over the world, and your name was before the fire. There are no geese in spring, but there are warblers in the valley at harvest time.
The title comes from Zeguo, dedicated to Qin Jing. The sense of smell is new, and the taste of bones is weak.
Research the sky column ring, pick around Shu. Foucault sings in autumn, and the Zen master lies in shock during the day.
The horn is full of fragrance and the furnace is green. Remember the cold spring at night, and think differently.
When the pine branches rotate, mica slides down. The words sent by experts are quite expensive, so it's better not to put them in the cupboard.
Mr. Lu was wonderful when he asked to practice the law. Miracle's name is Desheng and his surname is Hu. He is from Yiyang. He became a monk in David Tongqing Temple, lived in Lindong, Heng Yue, and was named Shaman in Heng Yue. There are twelve pairs of this five-character tea poem.
The first two couplets first introduce the characteristics of Baicao Spiritual Tea, and the last ten couplets describe a series of tea events such as tea growth, picking, tribute, efficacy, cooking and giving. Linguistic antithesis is necessary. Except for the first and last two couplets, the antithesis of the upper and lower sentences of each couplet is very neat, which reflects the orderly beauty of language. 3 Tang Dynasty poet Yuan Zhen's Baota poem "One-character to Seven-character Tea Poetry" tea.
Fragrant leaves and buds. Poets love monks.
Polishing and carving white jade and 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 efforts of ancient and modern people, get drunk and rest, how can you brag?
This is an interesting poem. In the description, it has a touching fragrance: fragrant leaves, clear form: buds, curved dust flowers, vivid colors: "white jade grinding carving, Luo Zhihong yarn. Stir-fried yellow core color "; Drinking tea should be accompanied by the bright moon after night and the sunrise before morning. Living like a fairy can be described as "sleeping with tea and rice, watching the flowing water and sitting in Yun Qi" ("Stupid Man"); And tea can wash away the unremitting efforts of ancient and modern people, and what a wonderful use.
With regard to tea picking, let's take a look at Liu Yuxi's Song of Tea Tasting in Xishan Lan Ruo in the Tang Dynasty (excerpt): the monks count the tea on the back eaves, and the bamboo reflects the spring and draws new velvet. Now I shake off my clothes for the guests and pick out the eagle's beak from the fragrant bushes.
In the early morning of late spring, the morning breeze on the mountain is clear, and the dew is still there. Picking eagle-billed buds from the green tea bushes behind the mountain temple makes people feel the dreamy fragrance and elegance of the dew. Cooking and frying tea requires a clean tea set, 5 "Plain porcelain is laid in a quiet night, and the fragrance is full of leisure" (Shi Xiu's "Five Words and Moonlit Tea Couplet"), 6 "Cleverly gouge out the bright moon and dye the spring water, gently spin the thin ice to fill it" (Yin's "Tea Lamp"); Pay attention to frying tea with light and clear water, using spring water, river water, and even using scattered snow and plum blossoms to snow. Gao Qing e once wrote in the book of tea classics: 7 "Boil Chun Xue with pottery and make light-scented ancient porcelain.
After cleaning the window and dividing milk (dividing milk is making tea), when guests come on cold nights "; It is even more necessary for water to boil moderately: at 8 ",the crab's eyes splash and at first glance the scales rise. "Doubt brings rain, and cakes are afraid of green smoke" (Tang Piri Xiu's "Boiling Tea"), so the process of boiling tea is unique. Among them, Su Shi's nine poems "Fried Tea in the River" in the Song Dynasty describe the scene in detail, and are also vivid and enjoyable, which is quite unique: running water needs to be cooked with live fire, and the fish and stones are clear.
The big ladle keeps the moon and the spring urn, and the small ladle divides the river and the night bottle. Snow milk has been turned over and fried, and the wind suddenly makes a diarrhea sound.
It's not too late to ban three bowls, but the length of the deserted city is longer. What unfolds in front of us is such a picture: on a cold night, the poet went to the river to fetch water alone, and there was no one by the river. It was a scene of "there is no dust on the river, and the moon is lonely in the sky".
Step on the fishing stone, scoop water with a ladle, and the moon shadow will follow; Little spoon.
3. recommend a poem about "drinking tea"
1, "Shanquanjian tea has Sophora japonica"
Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi
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.
2. "Looking at the south of the Yangtze River, I am detached from Taiwan workers."
Song Dynasty: Su Shi
Spring is not old, the wind is fine and the willows are oblique. Try to look up from the detached platform, spring water is half the city. Fog and rain darken thousands of people.
After a cold meal, I woke up but felt uncomfortable. Don't miss the old country for the old friend, try new tea with new fire. Poetry and wine use time.
Spring is not over yet, the breeze is thin, and the willow branches dance with it obliquely. Boarding the detached platform, from a distance, the moat is only half full of spring water, but the city is full of colorful spring flowers, and every tile house is in the rain shadow.
After the Cold Food Festival, I woke up with a homesick sigh and had to comfort myself. Don't miss your hometown in front of your old friends, just light a new fire and cook a cup of newly picked tea, and get drunk while writing poetry.
3. Cold nights
Song Dynasty: Du Lei
On a cold night, guests come to tea for wine, and the bamboo stove soup is boiling red at first.
As usual, there are plum blossoms in front of the window, and there are plum blossoms before the month.
On winter nights, guests come, take tea as wine and ask the children to make tea. The flame in the stove began to turn red, the water in the pot boiled and the room was warm. The light shines in front of the window, which is no different from usual, except that some plum blossoms bloom faintly in the moonlight and are fragrant. This makes today's moonlight look particularly different from the past.
4. "Tea Song".
Tang Dynasty: Jiao Ran
The Vietnamese left me a scent of tea, and I got a mouthful of gold teeth and a golden tripod. Plain porcelain and snow fragrance,
What is the nectar 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,
Crazy songs are great. Who knows that the tea ceremony is all true, only Dan Qiu did it.
What the Vietnamese gave me was Tunxi's famous tea, picking tea buds and cooking them in a tea set. There is blue foam tea soup floating in the white porcelain bowl, such as the slurry in the core of the fairy Joan tree, falling from the sky. After drinking, I washed away my drowsiness and made me feel refreshed. If I drink it again, it will purify my mind. If the sudden rain falls on the light dust, I will get the truth after three drinks. Why bother to break my troubles?
The lofty tea is not known to the world, and the world deludes itself by drinking it. Worrying about Bi Zhuo's desire to drink and stay in the wine jar all night, laughing at Tao Yuanming's poems on drinking under the east fence. When Cui Shijun drinks too much, he also makes amazing crazy songs. Who can know that drinking tea can get the Tao and get the whole truth of the Tao? Only the legendary immortal Dan Qiu Zi knows.
5. Manfangting Tea
Song Dynasty: Huang Tingjian
The mountains and mountains in the North Garden are floating, and the shape of tea cakes is as precious as a sundial template and as round as jade. The tea cake was crushed to pieces and served the emperor, which can be described as outstanding. It can break the loyal minister's bones with Lingyange in the country, and its merits are boundless. This kind of tea can overcome the drunken air, release the pajamas in spring, clear the mind of God and export the sadness. Slender fingers, studying the water for making tea, holding a delicate teacup embroidered with Phnom Penh, like the feathers of a partridge bird.
Although Sima Xiangru was thirsty, he walked on, attracting many talents. Then raise the lamp, and the jade drunk mountain will be destroyed. The poem is full of words, as if the Three Gorges fell into the water. Xiang Ru was drunk and came home very late. Wen Jun was gone again, and they sat opposite each other at a small window.
The spring breeze floats in the tea mountain of Beiyuan. The tea cakes are of different shapes, with square utensils and round jade, which are very precious. The tea cake was crushed into powder. As a royal gift, it can be described as meritorious service to the country, which can be compared with the meritorious service of Lingyange in smashing the loyal ministers of the country.
This tea can also overcome drunkenness, relieve spring pajamas, refresh the mind and relieve worries. Delicate fingers, grinding tea and making water, holding exquisite teacups embroidered with Phnom Penh, the color is like the feathers of partridges.
Although Sima Xiangru was thirsty, he sang one song after another, which attracted the distinguished guests. Like a lamp, wine is full of charm and elegance. Try your best to have a thousand poems in your heart, and choose your words carefully, just like the Three Gorges falling into the water. He was as drunk as a fiddler and came home late. Wen Jun didn't sleep, so they sat opposite each other at the small window.
4. scented tea poems
Bai Juyi sent a movement in Qin tea and Tang dynasty, and he was willful all his life.
Abandoning the official position is more drunk in spring, and it is more leisure when you are old without reading. 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.
When Tang's Xiongyue Temple falls asleep in spring, 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.
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.
Watch the rice and wine, lean on the stick 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 reached Kanhua in the evening, the fisherman came back with a clean coat.
5. 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.