The drums in the Western Hills help thundering the sky, making Xiao Ling sprout green stems. The two flags are sweet and lovely, and the tribute to Shuangfeng is particularly exquisite. The cold invades the diseased bones, and I just want to sleep, so I can't understand the spring sorrow. Happy * * * purple ou is cloudy and unjust, and I envy your chic.
In addition, Su Dongpo, Mei, Mi Fei, Huang Tingjian and others, as well as the Southern Song Dynasty, the Ming and Qing Dynasties, have a large number of poems, couplets and chromium sentences engraved on the pot. It's not-it's listed here.
2. What are the poems related to "teapot"? 1. The moon is full of bright lights. Join hands with Lang to the end door. -"partridge day, full moon, brightly lit"
2. If relatives and friends in Luoyang ask each other, a piece of ice heart is in the jade pot. -"Lotus Inn and Xin Jian Parting"
3. jade leaks silver pot and is not in a hurry, and the iron lock is fully open. -"Six Nights at the End of Yuan Dynasty, Part One"
Jiang's shadow geese are the first to fly, and they carry pots with them. -"Qi 'an Climbs in Nine Days"
I drink a pot of wine from the flowers alone. No one is with me. -"Drinking the Bright Moon Alone"
1. partridge sky moon full of marijuana brilliant lights anonymous
The moon is full of bright lights, hand in hand with Lang to the end door. Greedy to watch the crane attack, I don't think the mandarin duck is lost.
At dawn, I am grateful to the emperor. Pass on publicity, send drinks and a cup tour. I'm afraid I'll be blamed by Weng Gu when I go home and steal the gold cup as evidence.
2. Wang Changling broke up with Xin Jian at Furong Inn.
Misty rain enveloped Wu's day overnight; Send you in the morning, lonely and sad in Chushan!
Friends, if my friends in Luoyang invite me; Just say I'm still Bing Xin Okho, and stick to my faith!
3. Six night poems at the end of Yuan Dynasty and one green leaf.
There's no hurry, the iron lock is fully open.
Who can do nothing on the moon? Where can I smell the light?
4. On the 9th, Qi 'an climbed the mountain to Tumu.
On the river, the geese just flew south, and they made friends with wine and hip flask mountain.
Laughter makes people laugh, when chrysanthemums are in full bloom.
Only by indulging in the Double Ninth Festival, there is no need to sigh and hate the afterglow of the sunset.
After all, life is a short history, so why do you cry like Qi Jinggong?
5. Li Bai drinks the bright moon alone
Flowers in the next pot of wine, no friends, drink alone.
Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people.
The moon doesn't know how to drink, but the shadow in front of it is behind.
I have to mingle with them and enjoy the happiness of spring.
The song I sing is bright and wandering, and I dance the shadow before wandering.
When you are awake, you are happy together, and when you are drunk, you go your separate ways.
I am willing to stay with them forever and forget the harm of friendship, just like the Milky Way.
3. A beautiful sentence 1 describing the appearance of the teapot. After the blank is quenched, the handle protrudes. Like mud is bone, it sounds like gold.
2. The teapot is simple in shape, simple in color, elegant and generous. The longer it takes to make tea, the warmer the patina will be and the more mellow the tea soup will be.
3. The beauty of teapot is that it integrates mud, color, shape, style, seal, inscription, painting, book, carving and engraving.
4. The sand pot originates from rocks in rocks and is pure in essence; Fast water absorption, good ventilation, fragrant tea and no deterioration overnight; No disguise, no hypocrisy, this is its unique sincerity.
With the sincerity of what comes next, people will abandon falsehood, corruption and erosion, so that their spirit will be lofty and their souls will be sublimated. Sincerity, kindness, selflessness, integrity, simple compassion and many other virtues are the most valuable.
6. Otherwise, the casserole will be immortal for thousands of years; Fire and water are compatible, so why fear corrosion? It is suitable for both cold and warm, and the owner will not be too rich or too poor; It should be constantly changing, no matter when and where it is afraid of the ends of the earth, or even forgotten and abandoned for thousands of years, it can not change its identity and sincerity.
7. The more you use the casserole, the brighter it gets, and the brighter it gets over time. For thousands of years, it is more calm and simple, vigorous and spiritual.
8. At that time, you looked at the pot, and you never tired of playing with the pot you had held for thousands of times. You look at the smoothness of your skin, the connotation in your muscles, counting every different grain of sand, and the old fragrance you have kissed for a long time, feeling the purity and sincerity of the essence.
4. What are the poems related to "Zisha Pot", full of bright lights, hand in hand with Lang to the end door.
-"The full moon is bright" Luoyang relatives and friends ask each other, and there is a piece of ice in the jade pot. -"Parting with Xin Jian at Furong Inn" The jade leaks silver pot and is not in a hurry. The iron lock is fully open.
-"Six Nights at the End of the Yuan Dynasty, the first part" Jiang Yingyan flew first and shared the pot with the guests. -"Nine-day Qi 'an Mountain Climbing" A pot of wine from the flowers, drinking alone. No one is with me.
-Drinking the Bright Moon Alone 1. Partridge in the sky, the moon is full of bowls, and the nameless moon is full of bowls. Join hands with Lang to the end door. Greedy to watch the crane attack, I don't think the mandarin duck is lost.
At dawn, I am grateful to the emperor. Pass on publicity, send drinks and a cup tour.
I'm afraid I'll be blamed by Weng Gu when I go home and steal the gold cup as evidence. 2. Wang Changling broke up with Xin Jian in Furong Inn, entered Wu on a cold rainy night, and saw Fujian and loneliness.
Friends, if my friends in Luoyang invite me; Just say I'm still Bing Xin Okho, and stick to my faith! 3. Six songs on the Lantern Festival. One of them, Cui Liquid Jade, missed the silver pot and didn't flush it. The iron gate and the golden lock were completely opened.
Who can do nothing on the moon? Where can I smell the light? 4. On the 9th, Qi 'an climbed the mountain, Du Mujiang and Han Qiuying geese flew first, and the guests took the pot with them. Laughter makes people laugh, when chrysanthemums are in full bloom.
Only by indulging in the Double Ninth Festival, there is no need to sigh and hate the afterglow of the sunset. After all, life is a short history, so why do you cry like Qi Jinggong?
5. Drink the bright moon alone. Li Bai is from from a pot of wine among the flowers, and I drink it alone. No one is with me. Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people.
The moon doesn't know how to drink, but the shadow in front of it is behind. I have to mingle with them and enjoy the happiness of spring.
The song I sing is bright and wandering, and I dance the shadow before wandering. When you are awake, you are happy together, and when you are drunk, you go your separate ways.
I am willing to stay with them forever and forget the harm of friendship, just like the Milky Way.
5. What are the poems praising "Xi Shi Zisha Pot"? 1, autumn moon tea is fragrant forever, and purple sand bamboo forest is affectionate.
2, like * * * purple ou Yin and discretion, envy your chic.
3, light waves, fragrant jade dust, snow splashing purple circle.
1, "I like * * purple Europe and think, I admire your chic and affectionate" Source: Ouyang Xiu's Tea with Mei Gongyi.
Interpretation: I am very happy to read aloud with you and taste the tea brewed in the teapot. I envy your chic and lingering feelings.
2. Introduction to Ouyang Xiu:
(1) Ouyang Xiu (1007-1072), whose real name is Yong Shu, no.
(2) Masterpieces: Zuiweng Pavilion, Autumn, etc., and participated in the compilation of New Tang Book and History of the Five Dynasties.
3. "When the light waves rise, the fragrance gives birth to jade dust, and the snow splashes purple circles" Source: Mi Fei's Man Fang Ting.
Interpretation: Spring water heating produces waves, and ground tea leaves produce fragrance and float out of the teapot.
4. Introduction to Miffy:
(1) Mi Fei (1051-107) was a calligrapher, painter and painting theorist in the northern song dynasty.
(2) Masterpiece: The partridge sky is full of flowers, and the fisherman is proud of Jinshan.
6. Poems praising teapots 1. My teapot
Author: anonymous
You can also clear your heart.
Hearing the sound of a clear spring can clear your heart.
Smell it, it has the sweetness of spring morning dew,
It is also possible to be pure, light green and transparent,
Where did it come from? Purity is okay,
In my heart, it is misty mountains and rivers.
The heart can also be clear, the strings vibrate,
Who is stirring?
Second, the ink bottle-teapot
Author: anonymous
Write about two kinds of people, ordinary-looking,
An elusive temper, no one wants to be close.
People follow an old saying, whoever approaches ink is black, and ink is his painstaking effort.
Knowledge is his crystallization. Until one day I threw up,
I just passed away silently, and my face is like suet white jade.
And without a trace of edges and corners, it won people's appreciation.
After that, when I pretended to bribe this jiaozi,
He knows very well that when he serves others,
It's always hard to get confused. I seem to be full,
There are always many common truths hanging on my lips, as much as water.
Third, the teapot
Author: anonymous
My sadness
This is a small and exquisite teapot.
The teapot shits under the sky-shits.
yesterday
It is full of air.
today
Blue sky/cloudless sky in Wan Li
Fourth, the time for a pot of tea.
Author: anonymous
Make a pot of tea and taste it alone.
His eyes, without sadness,
I feel so cool and comfortable.
Drinking tea, looking out the window,
Scenery is another kind of weather.
Whether it's rainy or sunny,
Time is so ordinary.
I know, the time for a pot of tea.
Colorful and fragrant,
But it will be dull and short, because life is like this.
Verb (abbreviation for verb) teapot
Author: Mao Hong
I faced the teapot all afternoon.
Silence is like a piece of tea in water.
And the original soup with red color.
Once upon a time, in an ancient river.
Courtyard man, teapot outfit.
Too much breath, from Tomb-Sweeping Day.
Cheongsam, oil-paper umbrella;
From under the ancient bridge
Small boats keep flowing.
Too much inspiration, too much poetry.