2. Love poems about tea
Poetry about tea and love 1. Love poems about tea
If I'm boiling water,
You are tea.
Then your scent is gloomy.
Must rely on my tasteless
Let your dry and soft.
Spread out inside me.
Let me penetrate
Stretch your face.
I must be hot, even boiling.
Compatible with each other
We have to hide.
Struggle and entangle in the water
Yizhancha kungfu
We just decided to be a color.
No matter how rough you are.
feeble-minded
You will eventually slowly
gently
Fall down, gather
In my deepest place
at that time
Your bitterest tears
Will be my sweetest rain and dew
Pu'er tea
Life and death are generous, and Zi Cheng says.
Hold your hand and grow old with your son.
The best thing in life is to grow old with you.
Collect the laughter and laughter that have passed all the way.
I am willing to wait for you all my life.
Love doesn't come and go, you go and I chase,
It is a little companionship, and life and death depend on each other.
When I close my eyes, you are still by my side.
Some stories are turned back suddenly.
Oh, so you've been here all this time.
White peony
There is a kind of beauty that you can't forget when you see it. I haven't seen you for a day, and I want to be crazy.
I have a beautiful name, just like pure peony, which is fascinating in the name of brilliant crown.
Branches and leaves are connected and extend in the water.
Walk around in a daze and turn it into a quiet and simple story.
Do you want to see me? Mountain springs are used for drinking, songs are used for companionship, and you can travel all over the world.
Xinyang Maojian Tea
A wisp of fragrance makes your best years.
Make a promise and do everything for you.
You give me a promise that I will break free from the shackles of winter and dedicate my best years to you.
I won't tell you, I stood in front of the cold early spring and collected that little sunshine for you.
I endured the pain of tearing, the suffering of quenching, and washed away the lead just because I fell in love with you.
I spent the whole spring filling your empty cup, but I was worried about filling it but I couldn't control your heart.
Tieguanyin
When the golden wind meets the jade, it will win, and there are countless people in the world.
I don't have a gorgeous appearance, and I don't understand romance.
But I have a heart that loves you, and you say nothing.
But I can read you, maybe this is the heart.
Some beauty is destined to be gorgeous, instant and earth-shattering.
The most beautiful love is a collision in the depths of the soul and a destiny takes a hand meeting.
black tea
Blossoms are becoming more and more attractive, and only Iraqis like them best.
I am curled up, but I am full of fragrance. I just want to make tea that understands you best.
The world of mortals is cloudy and dusty everywhere. How can we match the color of the whole city and make people shine?
I fell in love with you at first sight, fell in love again, and climbed branches and picked flowers, which shocked me.
Morning glory and Weaver Girl meet at the Magpie Bridge, and the whispering is not over yet, and suddenly it is dawn, and the pleasure is also a grass. I only see people like you.
Do you know that I am as red as fire, just like my love for light is hard to promise, but my heart is broken.
2. Ancient poems describing love tea
If my belt widens gradually and makes people haggard for Iraq, I won't regret it. If I have been in love with my son for a long time, I don't know when I will meet him sooner or later. At this time, I am embarrassed that the autumn wind poem will not be seen for a day. I miss it as much as the piano music, and I know I miss it. Most importantly, I can't complain about the moon and the young beauty in the moon crying. I hate when I didn't meet and get married, Yin Jiefu had more than one shadow. How can we live together and die differently? The portrait of Ti Chunqi says I miss you under the acacia tree. Silang hates Mandy for not knowing that Zhi Zhu Ci in Taiwan Province misses you like water. When I was poor, I turned my room into spring mud instead of being heartless. Who is the wind and frost for? I know that midnight love will not have any result, but it can soothe my heart! Untitled knows that she fell in love with Qujiang alone in late autumn, and now she really regrets the moment that should last forever in Broken Huanxi Sand? Before I met Jinse, how many lovesickness one-night stands came and went, but the end of the world was not long. Singing and asking what the world and love are, teaching me that although my body doesn't have wings like the bright phoenix in Fishing, I think the Untitled Poem of a sacred unicorn is written in The Legend of Acacia: "Qiu Hong, this will only make you miss, and it will hurt you.
There are no arrangements in the world. Hua Lian has been sick for ten years. If you don't think about it, you will never forget that night of Jiangchengzi. When you see this, you will encounter the earth lasting and the heaven lasting; One day, both will end, and this endless sadness will continue to sing eternal songs of sadness. The silkworm in spring will weave until it dies, and the candle will drain the wick every night. I am sure that I will live up to my lovesickness. Fubu is independent, Swift flies to Linjiang Fairy, and Linjiang has no boundaries. I am still a dreamer in spring, and Longxixi's daughter will be bought as a blessing. Who will get married and go fishing in this situation? I don't doubt that the old topic Su Wushi's tears will drip through the window to the Ming Dynasty. For your heart, I began to understand each other and remember each other deeply. I remember your heart is like Xihe. When the East has no rest day and night, Jiangling's longing for love is endless. Even this bright flame of love will only have ashes? S Untitled is as deep as the sea, and the past is as far away as the sky. It is better to hate each other than to have letters in the tide. Acacia began to realize that the sea was not deep. There are red beans in Langtaosha linglong dice. Do you know that?/You know what? Only the magnolia, the endless lovesickness, shed the tears of lovesickness, dropped the tears of red beans and red beans, and flew over the swing to Liang Zhu. It's a pity that only the spring court is full of affection, leaving people behind. If you have a bosom friend, you will take pains to sing the mountain pavilion willow in Yangchun, and the wine will turn into your sorrow and turn into acacia tears. Su Mu will be back soon. The cold autumn festival "Yulinling" is ruthless, unlike sentimental bitterness. One inch is still a thousand wisps of "Jade House Spring". However, when I open my eyes, I can see the whole night, and the lifelong trouble in your brow is "mourning for the third" for not coming to the book for half a year. An inch away from the intestines, no language support. Don't waste tears on writing paper. Partridge Sky is far from sorrow and boundless.
3. Appreciation of tea love poems
1. The original poem of this poem goes like this: If I am boiled water and you are tea, then your fragrance must rely on my tasteless to make you dry up, spread gently on me, relax my infiltration and stretch your face. I have to be hot or even boiling to dissolve each other. You must hide in the water and entangle each other with a cup of tea before you decide to turn it into a color. No matter how ups and downs you can't control, you will eventually fall slowly and gently. Gather in my deepest place. At that time, your bitterest tears will be my sweetest rain and dew. 2. Appreciation is as follows: First of all, as a lyric poem, it is an emotion of the poet in tea and water.
Inner feelings and real tea can be linked together, indicating that there is a connection between them, which is a special connection. The reason why tea and water can achieve such a state of integration is related to their own characteristics.
If it were not for the dryness and softness of tea, it would not spread and spread. If it weren't for the selflessness and broadness of water, tea wouldn't be lying in it. Of course, this integration needs a suitable environment or atmosphere, that is, the temperature of water. If it is not boiled water, it will not turn the most bitter tears into the sweetest sip of tea.
This mixture of tea and water is a fit between them; The author relates this phenomenon to his inner feelings, which is a coincidence between them. I have made tea and watched it roll, rise or fall, and slowly stretch in it. I really think this is life.
People, like a piece of tea, come into the world, grow slowly, blossom and finally mature. In this process, there is the same pain as being scalded by boiling water, but it is also this pain that gives tea new life.
In this process, tea completed its mission, merged with water, and finally lay quietly at the bottom of the water; It's like people have experienced all kinds of joys and sorrows, and finally the dust settles and they lie down quietly. This is not making tea, this is clearly life.
Of course, from another angle, it may be very different: the first floor: tea is a woman and water is a man. The delicate and moist water makes this tea blossom like a flower, emitting its rich aroma and charming brilliance.
Second floor: Men drink tea and women drink water. Women made of water give men new life.
Let men shine in her world. However, no matter how the metaphor is used, there is always something in common between the two. They dissolve in water and linger in it. The kung fu of a cup of tea (in fact, sometimes it doesn't take that long) determines a color. Hehe, it has made a new life.
There is something even more explicit: no matter how you can't control it, you will eventually fall down slowly and gently ... unless you are a robot, you will all pile up in the deepest place. Hehe, maybe he misinterpreted Zhang Cuo's meaning.
Different people have different opinions.
4. What is the ancient poem describing "love tea"
1. Seventh Tea
Tang Dynasty: Yuan Zhen
Tea.
Fragrant leaves, buds.
Poets love monks.
Grinding and carving white jade, Luo Zhihong yarn.
Stir-fry the yellow core color and turn the bowl into dust.
Invite the bright moon into the night and greet the morning glow alone before dawn.
Wash away the tireless people of ancient and modern times, and you will be praised when you are drunk.
2. "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.
3. "Tea song" Cui Shi makes the king "
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 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.
4. "Huanxisha, read the west wind and cool alone"
Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde
Who reads the west wind alone, rustling yellow leaves and closing the window, reminiscing about the past and setting the sun.
It was unusual at that time to get drunk in spring and gamble on books and pour tea.
5. "Partridge days, cold days, rustling windows"
Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao
When the window is closed in cold weather, the phoenix tree hates night frost. Wine column prefers bitter tea, and dreams are broken.
Autumn has passed, the days are still long, and Zhong Xuanhuai is even more desolate. It's better to get drunk than to stay at a respectful distance from others. Don't be negative.
5. Appreciation of tea love poems
Love poem of tea: it is an allegorical love poem, which expresses love by chanting things.
Poets compare themselves to boiling water, and lovers to tea. The process of making tea is the process of love between water and tea, and it is also the process of tenderness between two lovers. In the poem, love is dependent and compatible, lingering and bitter with sweet love. As long as readers carefully taste a product, it is not difficult to understand the taste.
What is worth noting is the way this poem is written. The first thing is to be good at discovering the essential connection between two unrelated things.
For example, the grass is associated with the lover's green skirt, the plum blossom is associated with noble quality, and the safflower of kapok sighs with love. Just like this poem, the combination of tea and water is linked with the combination of love. This kind of observation and discovery often goes against our familiar life experience, which requires us to change the conventional way of thinking, so as to jump out of the shackles of things, find the organic connection point with the soul in various subtle relationships, and produce a leap in creation.
Of course, observation and discovery alone are not enough, but also the input of "I" (not only emotional input, but also formal input). Take Love Poems of Tea as an example. The poet does not simply describe my relationship with tea, but puts himself in things, materializes himself into water, and then personifies tea and water.
In this way, I am in the water, and the water is me. The dialogue between water and tea is not only a dialogue between poets and lovers, but also a dialogue between poetry and readers, which builds the spread of poetry on a multi-level relationship and expands the internal expressive force of poetry.
This poem has many subtleties, such as allegorical skills and the use of musical metaphors. But fundamentally, it focuses on the above two points: discovery and investment. (Selected from Analysis of Taiwan Province's Love Poems, selected by Chen Shi).
Love poems about tea 1. Love poems about tea
If I'm boiling water,
You are tea.
Then your scent is gloomy.
Must rely on my tasteless
Let your dry and soft.
Spread out inside me.
Let me penetrate
Stretch your face.
I must be hot, even boiling.
Compatible with each other
We have to hide.
Struggle and entangle in the water
Yizhancha kungfu
We just decided to be a color.
No matter how rough you are.
feeble-minded
You will eventually slowly
gently
Fall down, gather
In my deepest place
at that time
Your bitterest tears
Will be my sweetest rain and dew
Pu'er tea
Life and death are generous, and Zi Cheng says.
Hold your hand and grow old with your son.
The best thing in life is to grow old with you.
Collect the laughter and laughter that have passed all the way.
I am willing to wait for you all my life.
Love doesn't come and go, you go and I chase,
It is a little companionship, and life and death depend on each other.
When I close my eyes, you are still by my side.
Some stories are turned back suddenly.
Oh, so you've been here all this time.
White peony
There is a kind of beauty that you can't forget when you see it. I haven't seen you for a day, and I want to be crazy.
I have a beautiful name, just like pure peony, which is fascinating in the name of brilliant crown.
Branches and leaves are connected and extend in the water.
Walk around in a daze and turn it into a quiet and simple story.
Do you want to see me? Mountain springs are used for drinking, songs are used for companionship, and you can travel all over the world.
Xinyang Maojian Tea
A wisp of fragrance makes your best years.
Make a promise and do everything for you.
You give me a promise that I will break free from the shackles of winter and dedicate my best years to you.
I won't tell you, I stood in front of the cold early spring and collected that little sunshine for you.
I endured the pain of tearing, the suffering of quenching, and washed away the lead just because I fell in love with you.
I spent the whole spring filling your empty cup, but I was worried about filling it but I couldn't control your heart.
Tieguanyin
When the golden wind meets the jade, it will win, and there are countless people in the world.
I don't have a gorgeous appearance, and I don't understand romance.
But I have a heart that loves you, and you say nothing.
But I can read you, maybe this is the heart.
Some beauty is destined to be gorgeous, instant and earth-shattering.
The most beautiful love is a collision in the depths of the soul and a destiny takes a hand meeting.
black tea
Blossoms are becoming more and more attractive, and only Iraqis like them best.
I am curled up, but I am full of fragrance. I just want to make tea that understands you best.
The world of mortals is cloudy and dusty everywhere. How can we match the color of the whole city and make people shine?
I fell in love with you at first sight, fell in love again, and climbed branches and picked flowers, which shocked me.
Morning glory and Weaver Girl meet at the Magpie Bridge, and the whispering is not over yet, and suddenly it is dawn, and the pleasure is also a grass. I only see people like you.
Do you know that I am as red as fire, just like my love for light is hard to promise, but my heart is broken.
2. Appreciation of tea love poems
First, the original poem of this poem is as follows:
If I'm boiling water,
You are tea.
Then your scent is gloomy.
Must rely on my tasteless
Let your dry and soft.
Spread out inside me.
Let me penetrate
Stretch your face.
I must be hot, even boiling.
Compatible with each other
We have to hide.
Struggle and entangle in the water
Yizhancha kungfu
We just decided to be a color.
No matter how rough you are.
feeble-minded
You will eventually slowly
gently
Fall down, gather
In my deepest place
at that time
Your bitterest tears
Will be my sweetest rain and dew
II. Relevant appreciation is as follows:
First of all, as a lyric poem, it is an emotion entrusted to the poet in tea and water. Inner feelings and real tea can be linked together, indicating that there is a connection between them, which is a special connection. The reason why tea and water can achieve such a state of integration is related to their own characteristics. If it were not for the dryness and softness of tea, it would not spread and spread. If it weren't for the selflessness and broadness of water, tea wouldn't be lying in it. Of course, this integration needs a suitable environment or atmosphere, that is, the temperature of water. If it is not boiled water, it will not turn the most bitter tears into the sweetest sip of tea.
This mixture of tea and water is a fit between them; The author relates this phenomenon to his inner feelings, which is a coincidence between them.
I have made tea and watched it roll, rise or fall, and slowly stretch in it. I really think this is life. People, like a piece of tea, come into the world, grow slowly, blossom and finally mature. In this process, there is the same pain as being scalded by boiling water, but it is also this pain that gives tea new life. In this process, tea completed its mission, merged with water, and finally lay quietly at the bottom of the water; It's like people have experienced all kinds of joys and sorrows, and finally the dust settles and they lie down quietly. This is not making tea, this is clearly life.
Of course, from another perspective, it may be very different:
First floor: Tea is for women and water is for men.
The delicate and moist water makes this tea blossom like a flower, emitting its rich aroma and charming brilliance.
Second floor: Men drink tea and women drink water.
Women made of water give men new life. Let men shine in her world.
However, no matter how the metaphor is used, there is always something in common between the two. They dissolve in water and linger in it. The kung fu of a cup of tea (in fact, sometimes it doesn't take that long) determines a color. Hehe, it has made a new life.
There is something even more explicit: no matter how you can't control it, you will eventually fall down slowly and gently ... unless you are a robot, you will all pile up in the deepest place.
Hehe, maybe he misinterpreted Zhang Cuo's meaning. Different people have different opinions.
3. Ancient poems describing love tea
If my belt widens gradually and makes people haggard for Iraq, I won't regret it. If I have been in love with my son for a long time, I don't know when I will meet him sooner or later. At this time, I am embarrassed that the autumn wind poem will not be seen for a day. I miss it as much as the piano music, and I know I miss it. Most importantly, I can't complain about the moon and the young beauty in the moon crying. I hate when I didn't meet and get married, Yin Jiefu had more than one shadow. How can we live together and die differently? The portrait of Ti Chunqi says I miss you under the acacia tree. Silang hates Mandy for not knowing that Zhi Zhu Ci in Taiwan Province misses you like water. When I was poor, I turned my room into spring mud instead of being heartless. Who is the wind and frost for? I know that midnight love will not have any result, but it can soothe my heart! Untitled knows that she fell in love with Qujiang alone in late autumn, and now she really regrets the moment that should last forever in Broken Huanxi Sand? Before I met Jinse, how many lovesickness one-night stands came and went, but the end of the world was not long. Singing and asking what the world and love are, teaching me that although my body doesn't have wings like the bright phoenix in Fishing, I think the Untitled Poem of a sacred unicorn is written in The Legend of Acacia: "Qiu Hong, this will only make you miss, and it will hurt you.
There are no arrangements in the world. Hua Lian has been sick for ten years. If you don't think about it, you will never forget that night of Jiangchengzi. When you see this, you will encounter the earth lasting and the heaven lasting; One day, both will end, and this endless sadness will continue to sing eternal songs of sadness. The silkworm in spring will weave until it dies, and the candle will drain the wick every night. I am sure that I will live up to my lovesickness. Fubu is independent, Swift flies to Linjiang Fairy, and Linjiang has no boundaries. I am still a dreamer in spring, and Longxixi's daughter will be bought as a blessing. Who will get married and go fishing in this situation? I don't doubt that the old topic Su Wushi's tears will drip through the window to the Ming Dynasty. For your heart, I began to understand each other and remember each other deeply. I remember your heart is like Xihe. When the East has no rest day and night, Jiangling's longing for love is endless. Even this bright flame of love will only have ashes? S Untitled is as deep as the sea, and the past is as far away as the sky. It is better to hate each other than to have letters in the tide. Acacia began to realize that the sea was not deep. There are red beans in Langtaosha linglong dice. Do you know that?/You know what? Only the magnolia, the endless lovesickness, shed the tears of lovesickness, dropped the tears of red beans and red beans, and flew over the swing to Liang Zhu. It's a pity that only the spring court is full of affection, leaving people behind. If you have a bosom friend, you will take pains to sing the mountain pavilion willow in Yangchun, and the wine will turn into your sorrow and turn into acacia tears. Su Mu will be back soon. The cold autumn festival "Yulinling" is ruthless, unlike sentimental bitterness. One inch is still a thousand wisps of "Jade House Spring". However, when I open my eyes, I can see the whole night, and the lifelong trouble in your brow is "mourning for the third" for not coming to the book for half a year. An inch away from the intestines, no language support. Don't waste tears on writing paper. Partridge Sky is far from sorrow and boundless.
4. What is the ancient poem describing "love tea"
1. Seventh Tea
Tang Dynasty: Yuan Zhen
Tea.
Fragrant leaves, buds.
Poets love monks.
Grinding and carving white jade, Luo Zhihong yarn.
Stir-fry the yellow core color and turn the bowl into dust.
Invite the bright moon into the night and greet the morning glow alone before dawn.
Wash away the tireless people of ancient and modern times, and you will be praised when you are drunk.
2. "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.
3. "Tea song" Cui Shi makes the king "
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 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.
4. "Huanxisha, read the west wind and cool alone"
Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde
Who reads the west wind alone, rustling yellow leaves and closing the window, reminiscing about the past and setting the sun.
It was unusual at that time to get drunk in spring and gamble on books and pour tea.
5. "Partridge days, cold days, rustling windows"
Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao
When the window is closed in cold weather, the phoenix tree hates night frost. Wine column prefers bitter tea, and dreams are broken.
Autumn has passed, the days are still long, and Zhong Xuanhuai is even more desolate. It's better to get drunk than to stay at a respectful distance from others. Don't be negative.