1. Poems about listening to the rain
1. A group of people sleep together and listen to the autumn rain. The small bamboo mats and light quilts are each cold.
From "Guidian Autumn·Thinking of the Past" written by Zhu Yizun of the Qing Dynasty
Thinking of the past, I crossed the river and saw the low reflection of green moths across the mountains. Sleeping in a boat, listening to the autumn rain, each of us is cold in the small quilt and light quilt.
Interpretation:
Recalling the past on the riverside, the beautiful figures and beautiful distant mountains are reflected in the river. The two of us were in the same boat, listening to the patter of rain, sleeping alone, with thin bamboo mats and quilts, silently enduring the severe cold.
2. It rains on the sycamore leaves at midnight, and the sound of the leaves is parting.
From "Partridge Sky: When the Redness Is About to Use Up" by Zhou Zizhi of the Song Dynasty
When the Redness Is About to Use Up Is About to Use Up. The cool autumn air fills the screen. It rains in the middle of the night on the sycamore leaves, and the sound of the leaves is parting.
Tune Bao Se and dial Jin Ni. At that time, we sang partridge lyrics together. Nowadays, it’s a stormy night in Xilou. Even if I don’t listen to clear songs, I will shed tears.
Definition:
I am keeping a broken lamp alone, which is about to burn out. The sky is getting cold, the autumn air is filling the curtains and silver screen, and the rain is falling on the parasol trees at midnight. Every leaf and every sound is the mournful sound of farewell. At that time, she and I played with Bao Se relative to each other, stirred the warm aloes in the stove, and sang "Partridge Ci" in unison. It was so joyful. Now, I am alone in this west building, on this windy and rainy dark night, I can't help crying even if I don't listen to clear songs.
3. The boy is listening to Yuge upstairs. The red candle dims the tent.
From "Poppy Poppy Listening to the Rain" by Jiang Jie of the Song Dynasty
A young man listens to the rain song upstairs. The red candle dims the tent. A young man listens to the rain and is a guest in the boat. The river is wide and the clouds are low, and the broken geese are calling the west wind.
Now I am listening to the rain at the foot of the monk’s hut. There are stars on the temples. Joys and sorrows are always ruthless. Before the first term, every step until dawn.
Definition:
When I was young, I listened to the rain in the singing tower, with red candles and tents light in the dim light. When I reach middle age, I am on a small boat in a foreign country, watching the drizzle, the vast river, the thin line between water and sky, and in the west wind, a lone goose that has lost its flock is wailing.
Now that I am in my twilight years, my temples are all gray, and I am alone under the monk's hut listening to the drizzle of rain. Thinking of the joys and sorrows of the world, it always seems so ruthless. In this case, why should we feel emotional? Just let the rain outside the window drop by drop in front of the steps until dawn.
4. Lying down in the late night, listening to the wind and rain, and dreaming of the iron horse and the glacier.
From "Two Poems on the Wind and Rain on November 4th, Part 2" written by Lu You of the Song Dynasty
Lying stiffly in a lonely village, I don't feel sorry for myself, but I still think about guarding the Luntai for the country.
At night, I lie down listening to the wind and rain, and the iron horse glacier falls into my dream.
Definition:
I lay upright in the lonely and desolate countryside, not feeling sad for my situation, but thinking about defending the country's borders. At the end of the night, I lay in bed and heard the sound of wind and rain, and dreamed vaguely that I was riding an armored horse across the frozen river to fight in the northern battlefield.
5. Listen to the spring rain in the small building all night, and sell apricot flowers in the deep alley in the Ming Dynasty.
From "The First Spring Rain in Lin'an" written by Lu You in the Song Dynasty
The world has been as thin as gauze for many years, so who can make people ride in Beijing. The small building listens to the spring rain all night, and the deep alley sells apricot flowers 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. Wear plain clothes and don't sigh in the wind and dust. It's still time to arrive home during the Qingming Festival.
Interpretation:
The current situation of humanity is as light as a layer of gauze. Who asked me to ride a horse to Kyoto as a guest and be tainted by the prosperity? I stayed in the small building and listened to the patter of spring rain all night. Early tomorrow morning, there were people selling apricot blossoms in the deep alleys. I spread out a small piece of paper and wrote in cursive script calmly. I carefully boiled water, made tea, skimmed foam, and tried famous teas by the window when the light rain started to clear. Don't lament that the dust in Kyoto will stain your white clothes. During the Qingming Festival, you still have time to return to your hometown in Sanin by Jinghu Lake. 2. Poems about rainy days and tea
1. Living in the suburbs
Tangjia Island
After living in this garden for a long time, it feels like it has never been home.
The wild thoughts are conveyed in the leaves, and Hu tea is brewed under the eaves.
After the rain, I meet the heron and listen to the distant frogs more deeply.
Naturally, I still love the haze.
2. "Tasting Tea Alone"
Tea is refreshing and life is dull
On a lonely rainy day
Make a cup of tea
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Sitting alone in front of the window
Watching the falling leaves
Listening to the sound of rain hitting the window lattice
Tea mist in the cup
< p> With a light aftertasteThe bitterness of tasting tea
Thinking about one's own thoughts
The light tea of ??life has clear water
Drink It is a state of mind
What you taste is your mood
Feeling that your body and mind are purified
General
Filter out the impetuousness
< p> Precipitated deep thoughtsDrinking tea is a kind of mood
Silence that wants to speak but stops talking
Sadness that wants to laugh but stops talking
Tea is pure and life is light
Sitting in a room alone
Watching the tea leaves go up and down and rolling back and forth
It will also breed a lot of emotions< /p>
Tea needs to be brewed with boiling water to have a strong aroma
Life also needs to be tempered
before you can be calm
Ups and downs
Can't taste the strong fragrance of life
Looking at the tea leaves in the transparent cup
Unpredictable
Trying to find it
Your own best
Balance point
Listening to the sound of rain outside the window
Sipping fragrant tea in the house
The fragrance of tea Full house
The tea changes from strong to light
Slowly comprehending the bitter fragrance
Life is like tea 3. What are the poems about drinking tea when it rains< /p>
(Ode to Tea) People say a hundred flowers are beautiful, but I call myself the King of Tea.
A cup of it will clear your lungs and linger in your dreams. (Cha Zhen) Enjoy new tea every year, and meet old friends every year.
Good friendships and tea are enjoyed together, good poems and good intentions are cherished alone. (Tea and books) The study is my home, and I prepare tea at home.
The smell of tea melts into the smell of books, and it’s so delicious that I don’t need to praise it. (Drinking Conversation) Good wine must be drunk together, and strange thoughts can travel alone.
Good tea should be drunk together, and the scene will be reflected in the cup. The light rain on the sky street is as moist as crisp, the color of grass looks far away but is not there up close.
The most beautiful thing about spring is that it is better than the smoke and willows all over the imperial capital. Tang Hanyu's "Early Spring Presents the Water Department to Zhang Shiba Yuanwai" After the rain, the lotus flowers fill the courtyard with fragrance, and plum blossoms and floating melons are cool with ice and snow.
Li Chongyuan, Song Dynasty, "Recalling Wangsun Xia Ci" The remaining clouds collect the summer heat, and the new rain brings autumn mist. Tang Dynasty Cen Shen's "Water Pavilion Sends the Prince of Huayin to Return to the County" After the rain, the lotus flowers fill the courtyard with fragrance, and the sunken plums and floating melons are cool with ice and snow.
Song Dynasty Li Chongyuan's "Recalling Wangsun·Xia Ci" The rain is cold in autumn, the wind is clear and the river is refreshing. Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty "Reward Pei Shiyu with a gift when he feels the rain" The rain has come to rest, and the autumn air on the empty mountain is clear.
Tang Dynasty Bai Juyi's "Sima's House" The flying flowers are as light as a dream, and the boundless rain is as thin as sorrow.
Song Dynasty Qin Guan's "Huanxi Sand·Momo Qinghan Goes to the Small Building". 4. What are some beautiful sentences about drinking tea on a rainy day?
A cup of tea and a drizzle seem to be a pleasant way to spend the afternoon.
On a lonely rainy day, make a cup of tea, sit alone in front of the window, watch the fallen leaves falling, and listen to the sound of rain hitting the window lattice.
Listening to the sound of rain outside the window, drinking fragrant tea in the house, the fragrance of tea fills the house.
Sipping tea on a rainy day is a kind of mood, a silence that makes you want to talk but stops, a sadness that makes you stop laughing.
On such a cool rainy day and in such a peaceful state of mind, you can enjoy any kind of tea.
On a rainy day, I taste green tea. It is very soft from color to taste. It is soft but has a lingering charm, which is full of longing for the future and room for reverie.
Sitting alone in front of the window, watching the rain, listening to the rain, and sipping tea, it is so comfortable and peaceful.
The rainy days in Beijing nourish the casual mood. Tasting tea is in line with this mood. It is fragrant and calm.
In the evening, it started to rain lightly. Looking at the tea in my hand, I couldn't help but sigh: in a cup of tea, there are mountains, water and nature, and the true meaning of life is contained in it.
On such a cool rainy day and in such a peaceful state of mind, you can enjoy any kind of tea!
Looking around, the whole city is wet. Making a cup of strong tea reminds me of the time when I lived in the attic many years ago.
The patter of raindrops by the window hit the roof, and a chill came over me. I unconsciously picked up a cup of Pu'ercha that had not yet cooled down from the table and took a sip. A warm current flowed straight into my heart.
The slightest drizzle, with a faint aftertaste, the bitterness of the tea, and the drink is a state of mind.
Sitting in a room alone on a dark rainy day, watching the tea leaves rolling up and down, can also breed a lot of emotions.
As the rain pounded on the window, I picked up the teacup and couldn't help but sigh: Life is like tea, and only those who drink tea can understand the shades of it.
Tea
A drink made from the leaves or buds of the Camellia sinensis plant that originated in China. It also generally refers to the leaves of the evergreen shrub Camellia sinensis that can be used to make tea, and the brewing of these leaves. drinks. Later, it was extended to include all herbal teas brewed with plant flowers, leaves, seeds, and roots, such as "Tieguanyin" and so on. As a famous health drink, tea is the contribution of the people of ancient southern China to Chinese food culture and the contribution of the Chinese people to the world's food culture. 5. Poems about drinking tea when it rains
1. [Yuan Dynasty] Zhou Di's "Yushan Thatched Cottage" recalls where the female thatched cottage is, at the edge of Yushan in Pijiang Garden.
The square bed and the stone cauldron are high and distant, and the drizzle of tea and smoke clears the day. We met when the geese came, and wrote poems after the loquats opened.
It’s easy to grow old in the mountains, and people don’t know how to entertain people with books and history. The vernacular interpretation reminds me of where my daughter's thatched cottage is, in the Yushan area of ??Pijiang Garden.
The square bed and stone cauldron are high and distant, and the drizzle of tea and smoke clears the sky and the day is slow. I met the swan geese when they came, and wrote poems after the loquats opened.
It’s easy to live late in the mountains, and people don’t know it when they study. 2. [Song Dynasty] "Send Qi Zhong Crossing Feichuan" by Zhao Ruxi, a young man with a lake-sea atmosphere, which has recently gained the title of poem.
Now that I am carrying the scorpion, who will come to greet me? Rain and tea cook Guzhu, and spring wine makes Wucheng drunk.
There is a saying in Maoting, Pingfeng Island is born. The vernacular interpretation of the young man's lake and sea atmosphere has recently recited the title of a poem.
Now I am suddenly rushing around, and no one is welcoming me warmly. Rain brings tea to cook Gu Zhu, spring wine makes Wucheng drunk.
There is a saying that the thatched pavilion is growing on Pingfeng Island. 3. [Ming Dynasty] Liao Kong said: "Two Poems of Huai Kuang Lu" I heard that there are many people who are quiet and quiet, and how close the Shimen scenery is.
In spring, monkeys pluck tea after the rain, and in the evening, birds pass before the wind. The guests of Chu broke off their hats and left stones in the stream; the monks of Wu broke their hats and hung them on the rocks.
Duan Gong has gone to Han Gong, and the melancholy gave birth to the director Xue Luo. The vernacular interpretation reports that the traffic is much calmer and how is the scene in Shimen lately.
Monkeys pick them after the tea rain in spring, and eat them at night before the wind blows. Zong Chuke's bombing left behind rocks in the stream. A monk from Wu wore a broken straw hat and hung it there.
Yuan Gong has left Han Gong, and the melancholy gave birth to the stage director Xuluo. 4. [Song Dynasty] Su Shi's "Jijiang Jiancha" living water must be cooked with live fire. People in the Tang Dynasty said: tea must be roasted with slow fire and boiled with live fire.
Get deep and clear from the fishing stone. The big ladle stores the moon and returns to the spring urn, and the small ladle is divided into the river and into the night vase.
The tea rain has turned over and fried the feet, and the pine wind suddenly makes the sound of diarrhea. It's not easy to ban three bowls of withered intestines. Sitting in the deserted villages for a long time.
The vernacular interpretation is that living water must be boiled over a flexible fire. People in the Tang Dynasty said: Tea must be boiled over a low fire and fried over a live fire. Take Shenqing from Lindiao Stone.
The big ladle returns to the spring urn under the full moon, and the small spoon is divided into the river and into the bottle at night. The tea has been poured and the legs are fried, and the pine wind suddenly makes the sound of diarrhea.
It’s hard for a hungry stomach to stop eating three bowls, because the village has been deserted many times. 5. [Song Dynasty] Yang Wanli "The Pumice Stone is Clear and the Boat Is Encountering Rain at Dawn" The boat was sailing at dawn, and suddenly a cloud appeared above the head.
When the rain falls on the Qiujiang River, the tea cauldron is boiling, and the lotus leaves are roaring with anger. My heart breaks when I hear the noise on the beach from afar, but my eyes are clear when I see the waves up close.
The village water in Changqian is dark at night, and I am very happy to hear the friendly words of the boat people. Vernacular interpretation: Open the boat at dawn and the boat is sailing when suddenly a cloud appears above your head.
The autumn river is full of rain and the tea is boiling, and the lotus leaves are mingling. The noisy beach in the distance is heartbreaking, but the waves and waves up close make my eyes clear.
When I came to Anchomae Village Water at night, I really liked the sound of the people on the boat talking.