1. 20 ancient poems about tea
1. Mountain springs and tea simmering in mind
Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi
Sitting and drinking cool water , look at Jiansesechen.
Wuyou holds a bowl and sends it to tea lovers.
Translation: Sit and pour a pot of cool water, watching the green tea powder being cooked as fine as dust. There is no need for any reason to hold a bowl of tea in your hand, it is just a sentiment conveyed to those who love tea.
2. A tea-drinking song in praise of Cui Shishijun
Tang Dynasty: Jiaoran
The Yue people left me Yanxi Ming, and I collected a gold tooth and a golden tripod. . The white porcelain snow color is ethereal and fragrant, how does it resemble the jelly pulp of immortals?
As soon as you drink it, you will fall into a deep sleep, and your love will fill the world. When I drink again, my spirit becomes clear, and suddenly it is like flying rain scattering light dust.
You will attain enlightenment after three drinks, so there is no need to work hard to get rid of worries. This is something that no one in the world knows about. People in the world often deceive themselves when they drink.
Watching Bi Zhuo Urn in the night with sadness, I smile towards Tao Qian under the fence. Cui Hou was so excited that he sang a song that was astonishing.
Who knows that the tea ceremony is completely true, only Danqiu can do this.
Translation: The Yue people gave me the famous tea from Yanxi. I picked the young buds of the tea leaves and cooked them in a tea set. The tea soup with green foam floating in the white porcelain bowl is like the sap from the stamens of an immortal tree falling from the sky. After one drink, it will wash away the drowsiness and make you feel refreshed and full of thoughts. Drinking it again cleanses my mind, like the sudden rain falling on the light dust. After three drinks, you will realize the true truth, so there is no need to work hard to get rid of worries.
No one in the world knows how noble this tea is, and everyone in the world relies on drinking to deceive themselves. I was worried about Bi Zhuo's desire to drink and stayed next to the wine jar at night, and laughed at Tao Yuanming's drinking poem under the east fence. When Cui Shijun drinks too much, he will also sing amazingly. Who knew that drinking tea could lead to the Tao, the complete and true Tao? Only the legendary immortal Danqiuzi understands.
3. Tea Ci
Song Dynasty: Huang Tingjian
Phoenix dance group cakes. Hate the separation and teach the lonely order. The body of the golden canal is pure, only the wheels grind it slowly, and the jade dust is shining brightly. The sound of the soup is heard in the pine wind, and the symptoms of alcoholism have been reduced early.
The flavor is strong and fragrant. Zuixiang Road, a beautiful place. Just like under the lamp, an old friend from thousands of miles away meets his shadow after returning. The mouth cannot speak, but the heart is happy and introspective.
Translation: Several phoenixes are flying around on the phoenix cake tea. I just wish someone would break the tea cake apart, and the Phoenix would be divided into north and south, all alone. The tea cake was carefully ground into fine powder and jade crumbs with a clean golden canal, and the color of the tea powder was pure, clear and crystal clear. Add good water and cook it. The boiling sound of the soup is like the wind blowing through the pine forest, which has reduced the feeling of drunkenness.
The cooked tea has a mellow taste and long-lasting aroma. Drinking tea can also make people drunk, but not only will they not suffer from the pain of drunkenness, but they will also feel refreshed and gradually get better. Just like when we are alone facing a lonely lantern, old friends come from thousands of miles away to meet each other. This kind of beauty can only be understood but cannot be expressed in words. Only the drinker can understand the taste.
4. Man Ting Fang·Tea
Song Dynasty: Huang Tingjian
The spring breeze in Beiyuan, the square gui and the round jade, are famous for thousands of miles. The body is broken into pieces and the bones are broken, and the power is combined with the smoke. Honor your love and victory, fall asleep in the spring, and open up the sorrowful side. A slender hand, with light cream and golden strands of partridge spots.
Xiangru, even though he is sick and thirsty, he drinks wine and chants, and there are many wise guests. In order to hold up the lamp, the drunken jade decays on the mountain. Searching through thousands of volumes in my chest, it still stirs. The etymology of the Three Gorges. Returning late, Wenjun was still awake and sat in front of the small window.
Translation: The spring breeze floats in the Beiyuan Tea Mountain. Tea cakes come in various shapes, square ones are like Gui vessels and round ones are like jade. They are all very precious. The tea cakes were grinded to pieces and presented to the imperial family. It can be said that they have contributed to the country, and can be compared with the merits of the loyal ministers in Lingyan Pavilion who died for the country. This tea can also overcome drunkenness and romance, lift spring pajamas, refresh the mind, and relieve worries.
With her slender jade fingers, she grinds tea and brews water, holding an exquisite tea cup embroidered with gold rims and patterned like partridge feathers. Although Sima Xiangru was thirsty, he drank and chanted, attracting many distinguished guests. Xiangru sat in front of the lamp, drinking wine to enhance his literary talent, and he was graceful and graceful. I have exhausted all the thousands of poems in my heart, and my words are full of words, just like water falling into the Three Gorges. Xiangru was drunk and returned home very late. Wenjun did not go to bed. The two of them sat opposite each other in front of the small window.
5. The people of Xunshang rewarded the people with poems for picking new tea from the bamboos.
Tang Dynasty: Liu Zongyuan
The fragrant bushes shaded the Xiang bamboos, and there was no dew. Ning Tsinghua. Returning to this snow-capped mountain, I picked up spiritual buds in the morning. The steaming smoke overlooks the stone bed, and Lingdan Cliff is close at hand.
The round square is beautiful and colorful, and the jade is flawless. Hu'er Cuan golden tripod, the fragrance lingers in the secluded world. Purify and worry about the true light, and return the source of faint evil.
Just like nectar and rice, Buddha serves Xun Viya. This Peng Ying couple is nothing but noble and flowing clouds.
Translation: The fragrant tea bushes are hidden in the green Xiangfei bamboo forest, and the drops of divine dew on the leaves condense the pure brilliance. What's more, the eminent monk of this mountain temple knew the tea ceremony very well and picked these rare and tender tea buds in the early morning. The morning mist steams up close to the rushing mountain spring in the stone stream, and the tea picking place is only a short distance from the top of the cliff.
The tea utensils are round and square, and the color is extraordinary. The quality of the tea leaves is as good as jade, and it is truly beautiful and flawless. I ordered my family to use luxurious tea sets to fry this rare and rare tea, and the faint lingering fragrance filled the distant homes. This pure fragrance of tea purifies my soul and eliminates the evil spirits in my heart with its natural authenticity.
It is like the nectar-like fasting meal of Buddha Tathagata, which suddenly incense the city of Viya and the whole world. This fragrant tea is the companion of Pengying Immortal Guests. Who would not marvel at it? I am afraid it is more precious than the magical fairy wine flowing clouds in the sky. 2. Compose a poem on tea picking during the Qingming Festival
Tea picking poem Qiu Yuan’s poem: “Self-picking Qingbai tea without showing the flag”
Among the tea picking poems are Gao Qi’s “ "Tea Picking Ci" and so on.
"Tea Picking Ci" is a set of poems describing the folk customs of China's tea towns.
Sencha Poems
There is Qiu Yuan's poem "Suji Qingdu Temple": "The purple bamboo shoots cooked in a spin are still in the basket."
Xie Zongke's poem "Snow Fried Tea": "Sweeping the cold Yingying boils green dust at night".
Tea Drinking Poems
There is Wu Ji's poem "Oucheng": "Crab soup carries a flag-fighting gun."
Famous spring poems include Guo Linsun's poem "You Huqiu": "Trying to drink tea from Hanjing".
Among the tea set poems is Xie Zongke's poem "Tea Whisk".
Tea-picking poem Qiu Yuan’s poem: “I picked green tea without showing the flag”
Tea-picking poem Yelu Chucai’s poem: “I suddenly feel that the old man’s poem soul is refreshed, and I feel that the world of mortals is Guests dream of credit." 3. Ancient poems about tea
1. New tea has been roasted, but old tea is full of worries. The new smoke is swirling, and the sound is splitting the cold wood. ——Gu Kuang's "Hojicha Wu"
2. When the fragrant spring is mixed with milk, fry it until it boils. Sometimes I see crab eyes splashing, and at first I see fish scales rising. The sound is suspicious of pine trees carrying rain, and the smoke is afraid of green smoke. If you are still in Zhongshan, you will never be drunk for a thousand days. ——Pi Rixiu's "Miscellaneous Ode in Tea: Cooking Tea"
3. Amidst wild spring fireworks and white clouds, I sit and drink fragrant tea, loving this mountain. The boat can't bear to go under the rock, and the green stream is gurgling at dusk. ——Ling Yi "Drinking Tea with the Yuan Jingshi Qingshantan"
4. Don't envy the golden fort, don't envy the white jade cup, don't envy the people in the morning, don't envy the twilight platform, and envy the water of the West River. , once came down to Jingling City. ——Lu Yu's "Six Envy Songs"
5. In the Jiuri Mountain Monastery, the chrysanthemums on the east fence are also yellow. Most common people drink too much wine, but who can explain the fragrance of tea? ——Jiao Ran's "Drinking Tea with Lu Chushiyu on Nine Days" 4. Ten poems about the Qingming Festival.
1. Qingming Du Mu During the Qingming Festival, it rains heavily, and pedestrians on the road want to die.
Where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village in the distance. 2. Lumen is about to happen. Zhang Ji: Farmers recruit love-building boats, and the spring grass is green for thousands of fields; I try to go up to Wumen to have a look at the county, and there is new smoke in several places during the Qingming Festival.
3. Cold food on the way Song Zhiwen There will be cold food soon, and it is late spring on the way. It's a pity that when I look at Jiangpu, I can't see anyone from Luoqiao.
The North Pole is the master of Ming Dynasty, and the South Sea is the minister of exile. In the broken heart of my hometown, wicker branches are new day and night.
4. Walking in the Suburbs Cheng Hao Walking freely in the green grass and green fields, spring comes into the distant mountains and green surroundings. Xingzhu Chaoxiang red passes through the willow alley, and it is because of the flowing water that it sits on the moss.
Mo Cichang wine is very persuasive, but he is afraid that the wind will turn the flowers red. The weather is fine during the Qingming Festival, so you might as well travel without forgetting to return home.
5. Cold Food Going to the Tomb Yang Wanli What a fine person! Can bridges in danger be exempted from assistance? The maples in the distant mountains are pale, and the wheat in the dilapidated house is lonely beside it. The spring breeze returns to the grass, and there is no new scenery.
Pear blossoms eat food from the cold, and only worry about the rest during the festival. 6. The Qingming Festival at Su Di Wu Weixin The pear blossom wind is blowing during the Qingming Festival, and wanderers are half out of the city in search of spring.
At dusk, the music and songs are put away, and thousands of willow trees belong to the wandering orioles. 7. Qingming Night Bai Juyi A good wind and a hazy moon. On Qingming Night, the blue-green pavilion and the red pavilion are used to assassinate the historian.
Walk around the corridor alone and rest, listening to string instruments in the distance and looking at flowers in secret. 8. Sending Deng Rui's two sons back home on Qingming Day. Dai Shulun left the day with noisy bells and drums, and the carriage drivers rushed to dress for the night.
The kitchen is getting hotter, and the willows are turning into frost. Passing the mirror to see Huafa, holding a cup and talking about hometown.
Every time I hate the tears of my children, I feel guilty today. 9. Qingming is the event Meng Haoran The Qingming Festival is important in the emperor, and people are worried about themselves.
The sound of cars merges on the road, and the east city is green with willows. Flowers and grasses grow together, and warblers and butterflies fly.
Sitting in an empty hall, reminiscing about each other, drinking tea and chatting while getting drunk. 10. On the Qingming Day, I recall my brothers Wei Yingwu. He often gets sick after eating cold food, and he is very nervous when he opens his lapel.
Finally, I missed my old county, and the fireworks filled Qingchuan. The apricot porridge is still edible, and the elm soup has been slightly fried.
I only hate that my dear dear Yan has to sit and spend these beautiful years. 11. Qingming Festival Huang Tingjian The peaches and plums smile during the Qingming festival, but only sorrow arises in the wild fields and graves.
Thunder shook the sky and earth, dragons and snakes stung, and the rain fell on the grass and trees in the countryside. People beg for sacrifices for their arrogant concubines, and it is unfair for scholars to be burned to death.
The wise and foolish know who they are for thousands of years, and their eyes are full of basil and grass. 12. Qingming Festival by Wang Yuqiao Spending the Qingming Festival without flowers and wine makes you feel like a wild monk.
Yesterday, the neighbor asked for a new fire, and Xiaochuang was given a reading lamp. 13. Cold Food Han Hong Flowers are flying everywhere in the spring city, Cold Food the east wind keeps the willows from slanting.
At dusk, candles were passed around the Han Palace, and light smoke dispersed into the house of the Five Marquises. 14. Jiangnan Qingming Festival Zheng Zhun In the four years of Wushan Chuyi, his appearance changed every time he saw the Qingming Festival.
The wind blows all night long, and the time changes with the wine.
Climbing flowers outside Yanxing Gate to bid farewell, Caishi River head brings rain.
What is the purpose of infinite return? There are many obstacles on the roadside. 15. Ching Ming Festival in Chang'an, Wei Zhuang. Fleas hurt spring dreams and rainy days, but the grass is even more luxuriant.
The internal officials first gave Qingming fire, and the prime minister divided the money among them. The purple streets are hissing and the red are shouting, and the green poplars are high and reflect the swing.
Visitors remember the peaceful events and secretly rejoice that the scenery is as good as in the past. 16. Qingjiangyin Travel on Qingming Day Wang Pan asked where is the best place in Xilou that is non-smoking? Luye Qingtian said.
The horse neighs through the willows, the man leans on the swing and laughs, and the general teacher of the Orioles falls drunk in spring. 17. Sending off Chen Xiucai and returning to the sand to scan his grave. Gao Qi's clothes are covered with blood, tears and dust. It is sad to return home after the chaos.
After the wind and rain, the pear blossoms and the cold food have passed, how many graves will there be descendants? 18. Qingming Festival Gaozhu There are many tombs on the north and south hills, and Qingming festivals are held in different ways. Paper ashes fly into white butterflies, and tears and blood turn into red cuckoos.
The fox sleeps on the grave at sunset, and returns home at night in front of the laughing lamp of his children. If there is wine in life, you must be drunk. Never does a drop of it reach Jiuquan.
19. On Tomb Sweeping Day, from Xiwu Bridge to Guayan Village, I am pregnant with Zhang Ji. It rains in Longmen in the evening, and the wind in Ruxue spring comes. Birds are chirping, the road is quiet, flowers are ruining the sky.
Ming Yu is ashamed of his generation, and he is imitating the old man in hanging silk. The old tourists have disappeared, and I feel melancholy in the east of Luocheng.
20. A banquet at the Rain West Pavilion with Jinzhou Hu Langzhong on the Tomb-Sweeping Day. Zhang Ji. There is a new fire in the county, and the rain is clear in Gaozhai. Cherish the flowers and invite guests to enjoy them, and encourage wine to encourage singing.
***Drunk and move the banquet, leaving the joy to close the twilight city. When politics is idle, there is banquet, and when the piano is built, there is distant love. 5. Poems about the Qingming Festival
1. Qingming [Song Dynasty] Huang Tingjian
During the Qingming Festival, peaches and plums smile, and the wild fields and graves only produce sorrow. Thunder shakes the sky and earth, dragons and snakes sting, and rain falls on the grass and trees in the countryside.
People beg for sacrifices for their arrogant concubines, and scholars burn unjust princes to death. The wise and foolish have known who they are for thousands of years, and their eyes are full of basil and grass.
2. Qingming [Song Dynasty] Gao Zhu
There are many tombs in the mountains in the north and south, and Qingming sacrifices and sweeps are different. Paper ashes fly into white butterflies, and tears and blood turn into red cuckoos.
The fox sleeps on the grave at sunset, and returns home at night in front of the laughing lamp of his children. If there is wine in life, you must be drunk. Never does a drop of it reach Jiuquan.
3. Qingming [Tang Dynasty] Du Mu
During the Qingming Festival, it rains heavily, and pedestrians on the road want to die. When I asked where the restaurant was, the shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village.
4. A walk in the suburbs [Song Dynasty] Cheng Hao
When walking in the green fields of Fangyuan, spring comes in the distant mountains and green surroundings. Xing Zhuan Chao Hong passes through the willow alley, and he sits on the moss rock near the flowing water.
Mo Ci drank a lot of wine and was afraid that the wind and flowers would fly away. The weather is fine during the Qingming Festival, so you might as well travel without forgetting to return home.
5. Qingming Night [Tang Dynasty] Bai Juyi
On the Qingming night with a hazy moon, the blue-green pavilion and the red pavilion were used by the governor. Walk around the corridor alone and rest, listening to string instruments in the distance and looking at flowers in secret. 6. What are the poems that describe the fragrance of tea?
The poems that describe the "scent of tea" are as follows:
1. "Inscription on Shishanren's Wild Residence" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
To attain the Tao, one should have no attachments, and there is no need to make a living.
The spring mud is warm and the rice is warm, and the night fire roasted tea is fragrant.
There is less wind and dust in Shuixiang, and the sun and moon are long in Songzhai.
Gao Xian is really expensive, where can I find a prince?
2. "A Visit to Zhang Chengshi's Imperial Household" by Qian Qi of the Tang Dynasty
The prime minister's curtain contains the title "Fengren", and the article expresses his thoughts about each other.
Who is called Zhongxuanle when he joins the army? Only when he enters the house does he realize that Yan Zi is poor.
The fragrance of purple tea in the cup replaces the wine, and the quiet green water in the piano remains as a guest.
If you want to know the meaning of love after farewell, I only wish that Qiongzhi falls into my dream.
3. "Crossing the Mountain Temple with Friends" by Dai Shulun of the Tang Dynasty
***The mountains are springing up in spring, and I am searching for the same day.
Talking about poetry and visiting Lingche, I feel ashamed of Tao Gong when I join the society.
The bamboos are dark and the rain falls in the free room, and the tea is fragrant in the courtyard.
Who knows that beyond the borders of the world, the road leads to the white clouds.
4. "Huanxi Sand" by Huihong of the Song Dynasty
The fragrance of tea in the Nanjian stream is full of laughter, and the spring in Xizhou is full of small boats.
The poor people return to death and the sky is clear, and the sky is a hundred feet long.
The sun is flying high and the catkins are all over the city, and a bunch of flower messages are approaching the Qingming Festival.
5. "Dedicated to the Uncle Yuanwai from Huzhou" written by Zheng Gu in the Tang Dynasty
In the border county of Guzhu Mountain, the stream will be drawn through.
Looking at the city from a distance, everything is covered in water and clouds.
How late is it to return to the West Pavilion? Dongwu is still prosperous.
The fragrance of tea and purple bamboo shoots dew, and the white wind returns to the island.
The song is gentle, the eyebrows are low and green, the cup is bright and the wax is red.
Zhengcheng looked for the past and stopped to ask the fisherman.
6. "Qing Ping Le sent to Hui Mountain on the 12th day of the fourth month of Renxu" by Chen Yue of the Yuan Dynasty
Huishan Mountain is green and as far away as Piling.
The Xiquan there is the second one, but the clock is odd and strange here.
It’s the first time of the year that I’m drunk with the fragrance of tea.
The ice and snow at the foot of the mountain are milky and light, with a long-lasting taste.
7. "On July 10th, I went to the old mountain to cut melons and tea, and I felt comfortable" written by Lu You of the Song Dynasty
Jinghuqing defeated Wu Song, and his family occupied the first peak of Hushan. .
The cold frost of the melon cuts through the jasper, and the tea-scented copper crushes the blue dragon.
He still laughs at himself with his ambition, but he knows that no one can tolerate his arrogance.
Attacking the soil and impoverishing Yan Ge’s imperial power did not prevent Yao and Shun from meeting each other personally.
8. "Xianyou" by Lu You in the Song Dynasty
After passing the monk's house to the store, there are three forks in the mountain-shaped Sihe Road.
During the Qingming Festival, every village sells beautiful tea, and the courtyards praise the fragrance of Guyu tea.
The fruit lies in the secluded window and turns into a butterfly, and the drunk inscription on the plain wall is filled with crows.
The setting sun is not enough for the green shoes, and the little standing wind has slanted temples. 7. A complete collection of ancient poems about the Qingming Festival
Qingming
(Tang Dynasty) Du Mu
During the Qingming Festival, it rains heavily, and pedestrians on the road want to die.
Where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village in the distance.
The most famous poem about the custom of cold food during Qingming Festival:
"Cold Food"
(Tang Dynasty) Han Hong
There are flying flowers everywhere in the spring city, and the cold east wind keeps the willows from slanting.
At dusk, candles were passed around the Han Palace, and light smoke dispersed into the house of the Five Marquises.
One of the poems describing the Qingming Festival:
Qingming Night
Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
The good wind hazy moon Qingming night, blue bricks Hongxuan governor.
Walk around the corridor alone and rest, listening to string instruments in the distance and looking at flowers in secret.
Send Deng Rui's two sons back home on Qingming Day
Dai Shulun of the Tang Dynasty
The departure day is noisy with bells and drums, and the carriage drivers rush to dress for the night.
The kitchen is getting hotter, and the willows are turning into frost.
Looking at Huafa through the mirror, holding a cup and talking about hometown.
Every time I hate the tears of my children, I feel guilty today. 8. Five-character quatrains about the Qingming Festival
1. "Qingming Day" by Wen Tingyun of the Tang Dynasty
In the fan painted by Qing'e, the spring trees and tulips are red. It goes out of the flower dew and returns to the weak willow wind.
The horse is arrogant and avoids it, and the chicken is scared to open the cage. Who sends out the bombs? Orioles are separated from the Forbidden City.
2. "Sending Friends in the Garden on Tomb-Sweeping Day" Tang Dynasty·Jia Dao
Today is the Tomb-Sweeping Day, and the garden is a great event. The clear wind blows the catkins, and the new fire creates smoke in the kitchen.
Ducao opens three paths, and the article recalls two wise men. When will I be able to live my life? Before the wine falls and the flowers fall.
3. "On the Qingming Day on the Lidu Road" Song Dynasty·Fan Chengda
It rains with a towel and a side hat. The flowers are burning in the mountain scenery, and the willows are lying in the sound of the water.
Stone horses stand on the road, and paper kites sing in the air. After the people in the palace dispersed, the black bird was facing west and east.
4. "The Qingming Festival" by Meng Haoran of the Tang Dynasty
The Qingming Festival is important in the emperor, and people are worried about themselves. The sound of cars is heard on the road, and the east city is green with willows.
Flowers and grasses grow together, and the orioles and butterflies perform. Sitting in the empty hall reminiscing about each other, drinking tea and chatting to get drunk.
5. "Ode to the Twenty-Four Qi Poems·Qingming March Festival" Tang Dynasty·Yuan Zhen
Qingming comes late, and Shanlu is in full glory. The willows will fly with catkins first, and the phoenix trees will continue to bloom.
The sound of the rhinoceros is like a mouse, and the shadow of a rainbow points to the end of the world. Already aware of the situation, I would rather worry about the rain and grain on credit.