The classic tea poems are as follows:
1. Partridge Sky·The cold sun is rustling at the window
Song Dynasty·Li Qingzhao
Cold day The rustling sounds go up to the window, and the parasol trees should hate the coming frost at night.
The wine shop prefers the bitterness of Tuancha, and the fragrance of Ruinao is preferred when dreams are over.
Autumn is over, the days are still long, and Zhongxuan Huaiyuan is even more desolate.
It is better to get drunk in front of Fenzun, and don’t bear the yellow chrysanthemum on the east fence.
2. The first spring rain in Lin'an
Song Dynasty Lu You
The world has been as thin as gauze for many years. Who makes people ride in Beijing?
Listen to the spring rain in the small building all night, and sell apricot flowers in the deep alley in the Ming Dynasty.
The short paper is laid slantingly, making grass, and the fine breasts of the clear window are used to share tea.
Don’t sigh in plain clothes because of the wind and dust, you will still be home at the Qingming Festival.
3. Living in seclusion in early summer
Song Dynasty·Lu You
The Weng family is placed in the scenic spot of the lake and mountain, where the wild paths are sloping in the shade of locust trees and willows.
When the water is full, you can sometimes watch herons, and there are frogs croaking everywhere in the deep grass.
The dragon has overgrown its bamboo shoots, but the wooden pen is still in bloom.
Sigh, old friends come and go, who will drink tea in the afternoon when you come to sleep?
4. Ode to the Long Scroll of Fishing Hidden in Mengduanxi Mountain
Ming Dynasty Tao Zhen
The cutting of green snow comes out of Qiyuan, and the production of fungus faucet is partial.
The fragrant purple bamboo shoots float in the sun and envy the rain, and the sound of jade pipes boils and benefits the mountain springs.
I am willing to hide Taiyi and burn the elixir fire, and I will fish for the snow boat without falling into the sky.
There was no choice but to make tea on the rock moss stone and serve it to Zhaozhou Zen.
5. Shanquan Jiancha has feelings
Tang Dynasty·Bai Juyi
Sit and drink the cool water, watching the simmering dust.
Wuyou holds a bowl and sends it to tea lovers.
6. One- to seven-character poem·Tea
Tang·Yuanzhen
Tea,
fragrant leaves, buds,
I admire poets and monks.
Crafted white jade and woven red yarn.
Cho-fried yellow pistils are the color of yellow pistils, and the bowl is turned into dusty flowers.
The queen of the night invites you to accompany the bright moon, and the morning brings you to the morning glow.
It is untiring to wash away all the people of ancient and modern times. How can it be praised when you are about to get drunk?