The quatrains from Wang Tingjun in Yuan Dynasty.
Bamboo shadow poetry is thin, and plum blossoms are fragrant in dreams.
The poor moon won't go down to the west wing tonight.
Explanation:
Thin bamboo shadows and poems, the fragrance of plum blossoms accompany me to sleep. It's a pity that my mood is like the moon tonight, and I won't fall in the west wing.
2, short paper slanting idle grass, clear the window and play tea.
From Song Luyou's The Beginning of Spring Rain in Lin 'an
In recent years, officials are interested in a thin layer of gauze. Who will let me take a bus to Kyoto to visit this bustling city? Living in a small building and listening to the falling spring rain, you will hear the sound of selling apricots in the depths of the alley early in the morning.
Slowly spread out small pieces of paper sideways, every word is organized, carefully boil water and tea under the sun window, skim it and try to taste famous tea. Oh, don't sigh that the dust in Kyoto will stain the white clothes, and there is still time to return to the mirror house in Lake Ubak.
Explanation:
Nowadays, this situation is as vague as a veil. Who let me ride a horse to Kyoto to pollute the bustling? Living in a small building and listening to the spring rain all night, tomorrow morning, someone will sell apricot flowers in a deep alley.
Spread out a small piece of paper to write cursive script leisurely, and carefully boil water to make tea in front of Xiaoyu's early Qing dynasty window and taste famous tea. Don't sigh that the dust in Kyoto will stain the white clothes, and there is still time to return to my hometown by Yinshanjing Lake during the Qingming Festival.
I am leaning alone in the dense bamboo, playing the piano and humming a song.
From Zhu written by Wang Wei in Tang Dynasty.
I leaned alone in the dense bamboo, playing the piano and humming a song.
It's too light for anyone to hear, except my partner, Mingyue.
Explanation:
Sitting alone in a quiet bamboo forest, singing loudly while playing the piano. No one in the mountains and forests knows? Only a bright moon accompanied me quietly.
On a cold night, guests come to tea for wine, and the bamboo stove soup is boiling and red.
A Cold Night by Du Lei in Song Dynasty.
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.
Explanation:
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 moonlight in front of the window is bright, 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.
5, Songhua wine, spring water fried tea.
From Zhang Kejiu's "One Man for a Month, Written on the Mountain" in Yuan Dynasty.
The rise and fall of eternal dreams, poetic eyes tired of the world. Kong Mu, Wu Gong, Chu Temple West Western jackdaw.
Several huts and thousands of books are invested in this ancient village. What happened in the mountains? Pine flowers make wine, and spring water decocts tea.
Explanation:
Throughout the ages, ups and downs are as prosperous as spring dreams. The poet looked at the horizon with tired eyes. The cemetery of Confucius' house is covered with trees, and the palace of Wu State is now in ruins, in the temple of Chu State. Crows fly around. Thousands of books were hidden in several small rooms, and I returned to my old village. What happened in the mountains? Wine is made of pine flowers, and tea is made of river water in spring.