The Cao Ling in Xianshan is wet with clouds, and the fragrant muscle powder is uneven.
The bright moon comes to vote for Yuchuanzi, and the breeze blows Wuling Spring.
You know, Jade Snow has a good heart, not a new face.
Don't laugh when you play a poem. Always beautiful.
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Living water must be boiled with living fire, which is clear from the fishing stone.
A big ladle stores the moon and spring urn, and a small spoon divides the river and the night bottle.
Snow milk has been turned over and fried, and the wind suddenly makes a diarrhea sound.
My heart hasn't changed because of three bowls, but I sat there listening to the length of this abandoned city.
Cooking tea in the experimental hospital
The crab's eyes are over the fish's eyes, trying to make the breeze.
The velvet falls out of the ground, and the dazzling turns around the snow.
The silver bottle of diarrhea soup boasts second place, and I don't know the meaning of water decoction in ancient and modern times.
Don't you see that in the past, Li Sheng's hospitality was self-frying, and you made a new spring from the fire of life.
I can't see how fried tea can learn from Western Shu and how Dingzhou porcelain can carve rubies.
I am poor and ill, and I am always hungry. I didn't have a sliced jade bowl, so I made tea like the public. Bo Hearthstone goes hand in hand.
I don't need to put five thousand volumes of words on my stomach. I hope it will be a long time when I get enough sleep.
Prelude to Water Melody
After several storms, the night before thunder, flag guns, Jian Xi spring scenery. Take a tongue, pound it to expose smoke, and make a pile of ziyun. Gently move the gold mill, the green dust will fly, the old dragon ball and the true phoenix marrow will be lit in the future, and the tongue will be withdrawn instantly. Wake up Qingzhou, fight back against the sandman by millions, and never dream of a balcony. There is a breeze under my arm and I want to go to Penglai.
2. Su Shi's poems about tea cost at least 0.27 yuan to open a librarian, and check the full content > Original Publisher: 0 Xianyun Caotang 0 Classic Tea Poem Liu Yu's "Liupei Song": I don't envy Jinlei, Baiyu Cup, provincial capital, Sunset Terrace and Xijiang River. I once came to Jingling City for tea meditation. Jiao Ran's "Nine Days of Drinking Tea with Lu" Jiuri Mountain Buddhist Temple, the east fence is yellow, and the laity is full of wine. Who can help make tea? Leisure leads to poetry, eating two bowls of tea is easy to fall asleep, and getting up with two bowls of tea; Looking up at the shadow of the sun, it has already tilted southwest; Happy people cherish the promotion of the day, and worried people hate the contribution of the year; A man who has no worries and no happiness has a long and short career.
Zhao Puchu's seven bowls of poetry, tea and Zen are delicious, and a pot is really interesting. It is better to hold a hundred poems than to have tea. Tea tasting [Tang] Liu Yuxi was afraid of Fang Congying's mouth buds and sent them to Chen Xian's home.
There is Xiangjiang River Moon tonight, reflecting a bowl of flower rain. "Snow Fried Tea" [Yuan] Xie Zongye can sweep the cold and boil the green dust, and the wind into the tripod is clearer.
The full moon falls on the milky way water, and the clouds are full of fragrance and melt into Yushu Spring. Lujingquan should be secular, and Tao Jia is not poor and has no wine.
Poetry and spleen have a bumper harvest year, and they are given to Penglai gentlemen. "Singing Tea" [Song] Su Shi's "Millet Buds by Wuyi Creek" was added by Cai.
Strive for new pets, each with his own plans, and strive for tribute tea this year. What does my king lack? Why is your mouth so ugly? Luoyang Xiang Jun loyal home, pity also into Yao Huanghua.
"Blue Tea Thank You" [Ming] The imperial tea garden in autumn is often early spring, and he likes to be alone for a year. Pen array in full swing, Sao Tan Xiong recorded heavy artillery.
The waves scare the fish's eyes and listen to the waves carefully, and the smoke warms their eyes. If you want to visit a guest outside the cloud, please cook the fairy palm and show the fragrance.
"Charming Poems" [Western Jin Dynasty] Zuo Sijia had a charming girl who was quite white. The fine print is Su Wan, and the speech is very clear.
Her sister's name is Huifang, and she has a picturesque face. Light makeup likes the edge of the building, but forgets the spinning performance in the mirror.
My heart is full of drama, boasting about the tripod calendar. Oily white sleeves, smoked tin.
Clothes and quilts are heavy pools, which are difficult to sink into the water. "Preface to Yuquan cactus tea given by my nephew Zhongfu" [Tang] Li Bai tasted Yuquan Mountain, a hole with milk.
3. What poems about tea do Su Shi have that make Su Shi love tea very much?
Write the lyrics "Huanxisha". As the saying goes, "The road is long, and Xiu Yuan is thirsty for wine and the sun is thirsty for tea. Knock on the door and ask the savage. "
Vividly described the scene where he begged for tea to quench his thirst; "The book whip pounces on the sky to fill the Committee, and brew tea burns Yixiao Li's levy" ("Two Rhyme Monks See the Ceremony"); "Hao's face shows the color of vomiting, which is a shame; Dongpo's poems are in his stomach, and he should rest tonight "("Give Mr. Bao Jing 'an two teas "); The towel is cool after bathing, and the tea is fragrant after sleeping "("Farewell to the Second Elder of Jinshan Baojue Tong Yuan "); Buying Guchunzhu for 1000 yuan is like sending Liu Sicheng to Yuyao ",which is" Guzhu Sun Zi Tea "produced in Huzhou, and" Japanese Snowbud "produced in Shaoxing has dried up after frost, and tea is tried in a coke pit before rain" ("Boat Pumice"). Su Shi (103765438+1October 8th-1August 24th, 2008), with the word Zizhan, also known as Dongpo Jushi. Han nationality, a native of Meishan, Meizhou (now Meishan, Sichuan) and Luancheng, Hebei, was a famous writer, calligrapher and painter in the Northern Song Dynasty.
[1] [2] In the second year of Jiayou (1057), Su Shi was a scholar. Song Shenzong worked in Fengxiang, Hangzhou, Mizhou, Xuzhou and Huzhou.
In the third year of Yuanfeng (1080), he was demoted to Huangzhou as Yong Lian's assistant ambassador because of the Wutai Poetry Case. After Song Zhezong acceded to the throne, he was known in Hangzhou, Yingzhou, Yangzhou, Dingzhou and other places. In his later years, he was exiled to Huizhou and Danzhou because of the ruling of the New Party.
Song Huizong was granted amnesty and returned to the north, where he died. Song Gaozong posthumously awarded a surname, posthumous title "article".
Su Shi is the representative of the highest literary achievement in Song Dynasty, and he has made great achievements in poetry, ci, writing, calligraphy and painting. His poems have a wide range of themes, are fresh and healthy, are good at using exaggerated metaphors and have a unique style.
It is one of the "Eight Masters in Tang and Song Dynasties". Su Shi is also good at books and is one of the "Song Sijia"; He is good at painting, especially at ink bamboo, strange stones and dead wood.
There are seven episodes of Dongpo, Yi Zhuan of Dongpo and Yuefu of Dongpo.
4. Inquire about Su Dongpo's tea poems. Su Dongpo's poem about tea is:
1, Huanxisha
Clothes towel falling jujube flowers, cars ringing in the south of the village. Cow clothes and ancient willows sell cucumbers.
The sun is shining, but he is too thirsty. He wants to find some water to drink. So he knocked on a villager's door and asked, can I have a bowl of tea?
2. Moon Rabbit Tea
A ring is not a ring, nor is it a ring. There is a fuzzy jade rabbit in it.
Just like last month's beautiful dress, the full moon is still missing, so what year is it missing this month?
Didn't you see that the tea fighting boy couldn't bear to fight a small group with double ribbons on it?
3. "The Tibetan Rites of Monks with Two Rhymes"
Taoist priests have clear water mirrors in their chests, and everything can escape.
The ancient temple planted autumn chrysanthemums alone and should accompany the poet to dinner.
People ask whether there is any north or south, and there are many geese.
Sitting behind closed doors on Yi Chan's sofa, the years in my mind are empty and eventful.
I occasionally went out to seek Buddhism this year, trying to add trouble to Hui Jian.
A cloud of new mountains and rivers emerges, and first frost is not surprised.
You can't get it if you want to know, so you know there is no city to rely on.
Autumn wind dreams of Huai water and wants to see orange pomelo hanging in the air.
An old friend is in a corner of the sky, like the morning star.
Cheng Peng has been guarding his feet, and Zaolin Sangye invited him to see him.
Qianshan is not afraid of the distance, and his feet want to fly lightly.
Many colorful words can't be worn out, and there is still a feeling of a poet.
Apes have no intention of singing cranes, and they don't know there are pedestrians.
The night rain is empty and clear, who makes loneliness hide tears.
I will plant Yao grass in Xianshan, and sigh when it will be full.
Books, whips, paintings, filling in committees, making tea and burning chestnuts.
Begging for Mani is like turbid water, * * * watching the moon set.
4. "Leave two elders of Tong Yuan, the Baojue of Jinshan"
It was cool at night after a bath, and the remaining teeth and cheeks smelled of tea.
When the ship was about to cross the north shore, I found that Dong Xuan didn't want to be busy.
Ji Kang has a unique way to cure foreign things.
Romantic parents are still there, and it is still slim to see my return.
5, "take an examination of the hospital to make tea"
The crab's eyes are over the fish's eyes, trying to make the breeze.
The velvet falls out of the ground, and the dazzling turns around the snow.
The silver bottle of diarrhea soup praised the second place, but I don't know what the ancients meant by decocting water.
Don't you see that in the past, Li Sheng's hospitality was self-frying, and your enthusiasm made a new spring.
I don't see how frying tea can learn from western Shu and Dingzhou flower porcelain can cut ruby.
I'm poor, sick and hungry today, and I don't have a jade bowl for moths.
And learn to make tea and drink, followed by masonry.
I don't need to put five thousand volumes of words on my stomach. I hope it will be a long time when I get enough sleep.
Note: As the old saying goes, water decoction means tea decoction.
5. Su Shi's famous tea poems, the big ladle is stored in the spring urn, and the small ladle is divided into the river in the night bottle.
Yoshioka fried tea
Su Shi (Northern Song Dynasty)
Living water must be boiled with living fire, which is clear from the fishing stone.
The big ladle keeps the moon and the spring urn, and the small ladle divides the river and the night bottle.
Snow milk has been turned over and fried, and the wind suddenly makes a diarrhea sound.
It is not easy to ban three bowls when heartbroken, but it is longer to sit and listen to the lonely city.
Precautions:
① Deep and clear: refers to the deep and clear river.
(2) storing the moon: the moon is reflected in the water and scooped into the spring bottle, so it is called "storing the moon".
(3) Fenshui River: It takes water from the river to reduce its weight, so it is called Fenshui River.
4 Snow Frost: One is "tea rain" and "tea frost", which refers to the milky foam on the noodle soup when cooking tea. Turn: roll when boiling. Feet: tea feet.
⑤ Dispelling wind: describe the sound made when pouring tea. Su Shi's brew tea in the Courtyard: "Desire for style." Pour out.
⑥ Not easy: Not easy. Prohibition: bears. This sentence is based on a poem by the Tang Dynasty poet Lu Tong, "Xie Meng remonstrates to send new tea": "One bowl moistens the throat, and two bowls are lonely. Three bowls of heartbroken, only five thousand volumes of words. Four bowls of sweat, life is not smooth, scattered to the pores. Five bowls of bones and muscles are clear, and six bowls are immortal. I can't eat seven bowls, but I feel the wind blowing under my arm. "
6. Su Shi's tea poems are full of snow foam and milk flowers. -Huanxisha
Try new tea with a new fire. -Wang Jiangnan
Japanese people are eager for tea. -Huanxisha
Cao Fu, the second rhyme, made an open source attempt to bake new shoots.
The Cao Ling in Xianshan is wet with clouds, and the fragrant muscle powder is uneven.
The bright moon comes to vote for Yuchuanzi, and the breeze blows over Wuling Spring.
You know, Jade Snow has a good heart, not a new face.
Don't laugh when you play a poem. Always beautiful.
Yoshioka fried tea
Living water must be boiled with living fire, which is clear from the fishing stone.
A big ladle stores the moon and spring urn, and a small spoon divides the river and the night bottle.
Snow milk has been turned over and fried, and the wind suddenly makes a diarrhea sound.
My heart hasn't changed because of three bowls, but I sat there listening to the length of this abandoned city.
Cooking tea in the experimental hospital
The crab's eyes are over the fish's eyes, trying to make the breeze.
The velvet falls out of the ground, and the dazzling turns around the snow.
The silver bottle of diarrhea soup boasts second place, and I don't know the meaning of water decoction in ancient and modern times.
Don't you see that in the past, Li Sheng's hospitality was self-frying, and you made a new spring from the fire of life.
I can't see how fried tea can learn from Western Shu and how Dingzhou porcelain can carve rubies.
I am poor and ill, and I am always hungry. I didn't have a sliced jade bowl, so I made tea like the public. Bo Hearthstone goes hand in hand.
I don't need to put five thousand volumes of words on my stomach. I hope it will be a long time when I get enough sleep.
Prelude to Water Melody
After several storms, the night before thunder, flag guns, Jian Xi spring scenery. Take a tongue, pound it to expose smoke, and make a pile of ziyun. Gently move the gold mill, the green dust will fly, the old dragon ball and the true phoenix marrow will be lit in the future, and the tongue will be withdrawn instantly. Wake up Qingzhou, fight back against the sandman by millions, and never dream of a balcony. There is a breeze under my arm and I want to go to Penglai.
7. The poem of writing tea Su Dongpo's best "Sword Tea" by Su Shi still needs to be cooked with live fire, and it can be seen clearly from the fishing stone.
The big ladle keeps the moon and the spring urn, and the small ladle divides the river and the night bottle. Snow milk has been turned over and fried, and the wind suddenly makes a diarrhea sound.
It's not too late to ban three bowls, but the length of the deserted city is longer. An old friend sent tea to Jiuhua Camp outside Cao Yejian in Tang Dynasty, and wrote the inscription Yujing.
When the moon opens, there is the sound of disorderly springs underground. Invite monks in the middle of the night and cook the moon with lonely songs.
The blue sky is heavy and broken, and the fragrance is light and the flowers are light. All the six fu-organs sleep, and the number of poems is clear.
I didn't dare to spend money after the month, so I supported it with my elbow. When Tang's Xiongyue Temple falls asleep in spring, the tiger runs by the spring and thinks slowly.
Shu tea was crushed by a cloud monk, and three or four withered pine branches picked it up by themselves. Baked Tea Dock The new tea in Gu Kuang in Tang Dynasty has been baked, and the old shelf is full of things.
In the swirl, new smoke came out and shouted at the cold wood. On the 9th, I had tea with Lu Yu. Tang Jiaoran is in Jiuri Mountain Buddhist Temple, with chrysanthemum yellow in Dongli.
Laity is full of wine, who can help tea? Reward friends for sending scented tea in the Spring Festival Evening. Tang yesterday, the east wind blew fragrant flowers, and the Spring Festival Evening wine woke up a cup of tea.
Like a cloud to protect you, like snow to separate your hometown. Golden cakes are used as rain dew, and jade dust is used to fry misty clouds.
Like a disease, the thirsty whole school does not envy the birth of a white-necked crow. Drink tea with Yuan Jushi, fireworks and white clouds in Qingshan Tan Tang Ling Yiquan, sit and drink fragrant tea and love this mountain.
The boat under the rock can't bear to go, and the clear stream is flowing at dusk. From the words that my younger brother, Mr. Liu, a tea man in the Tang Dynasty, once asked Fang to say, it was interesting to win the prize.
When the turtle's back is lightly roasted, the cloud turns over and cooks for the first time. Lao Cheng is tired and bored, but old customers are never like this.
Cherish the pro-profit, the water pavilion and the mountain pavilion carry it. After drinking tea, Liu Yuxi gave birth to Fang Congying's Taping Buds, and Lao Lang sent them to Chen Xian's home.
There is Xiangjiang River Moon tonight, reflecting a bowl of flowers. Lv Yan Yu Rui, a tea poem from Dayun Temple, became an instant hit, and monks made great efforts to make laws.
Rabbit hair is light and fragrant, and shrimp eye soup is delicate, full and wavy. Send the sandman away from several seats and replenish fresh air to the skin.
The quiet shrub has fallen from the brook rock and refused to move its roots into the capital. Tea boiling tea miscellaneous chanting Tang Pirixiu Xiangquan mixed with milk, fried into boiling beads.
When I saw the crab's eyes splashing, I saw the scales at a glance. Doubt is loose rain, and the ground is afraid of smoke and green.
If you are still halfway up the mountain, you will never get drunk for a thousand days. At the tea party with him, Qi forgot to say that purple tea was under the bamboo, and all the feather guests were drunk.
The heart of dust is hard to enjoy, and the cicada tree is inclined. Tang's tea poems are gentle and fragrant, which I call Cao Ying.
Night mortar smoke rammer, cold stove cooking snow. Just worry about the blue powder and taste the green peanuts.
Taste the tea in the canyon. In the Tang Dynasty, Zheng Xin welcomed the dew and Xiaojiangyuan fried it with fire. Monk Wu always said that Jiming Mountain is good, but he no longer boasted about birds and flowers.
Half the seats are light green and some are light yellow. If people with lumen diseases don't go back, the thirst for wine will make spring taste better.
Qi has "Twelve Rhymes of Chanting Tea", in which the hundred herbs are refined and the hundred herbs are made first. Gump's words spread all over the world, and your name was before the fire.
There are no geese in spring, but there are warblers in the valley at harvest time. The title comes from Zeguo, dedicated to Qin Jing.
The sense of smell is new, and the taste of bones is weak. Research the sky column ring, pick around Shu.
Foucault sings in autumn, and the Zen master lies in shock during the day. The horn is full of fragrance and the furnace is green.
Remember the cold spring at night, and think differently. When the pine branches rotate, mica slides down.
The words sent by experts are quite expensive, so it's better not to put them in the cupboard. I once asked for the method of repairing things to make Mr. Lu wonderful. He even had a dream of drinking tea and painted Jiangnan with a small window banner.
(Lu You) Chang 'an wine price reduction10 million, Chengdu drug market has no light. (Fan Zhongyan) Silver bottle sprinkled with floating ant wine, purple bowl of millet and dragon tea.
(Su Shi) In the Spring Smoke Temple, tea drums beat, and in the evening, wine flags were lit on the tower. (Linbu) Tea drums should knock on the Griffin Garden, and the sunset wants to crush the city.
(Hsuanchan).
8. Poems about tea (2 sentences) Mid-level mountain houses wait for the bright moon, and a cup of green tea rewards a confidant. (Anonymous) When the spring breeze came in February and March, the stone stove knocked on the fire to try new tea. (Wei Shimin) Wo Yun Goethe wrote The Book of Tea against the rain. (Zhan Tong) Xiaoqiao Store sells pizza and cooks new cigarettes at the first fire. (Yang Ji) After the silkworms ripen the new silk, the tea in the banana field blooms. (Dexiang) The spring breeze reminds people of Jiangnan, and a car full of tea stoves is sprinkled. (Tang Yin) Cold lanterns, fresh tea and the moon are fried together. Try new tea by blowing snow. (Wen Zhiming) Who can share the secret things in the thatched cottage? Every household can hear the sound of Ding Shicha. (Pujin) He has never taken anything in his life and enjoyed a glass of water in the mountains. Enlighten the Taoist temple and wash the dust. (Zhou Xingcun) Spring breeze provokes the poet's nose, and non-leaves and non-flowers are naturally fragrant. (Yang Wanli) Stir-fry tea to learn from Western Shu, and Dingzhou carved porcelain ruby. (Su Shi) On a cold night, guests come to tea to make wine, and the bamboo stove soup is boiled red at first. (Du Lei) He didn't dare to pay his servant, but he watched the snow soup make pearls. Let's make full use of Lutong's big bowl of tea. (Su Shi) Green lights set up windows and listen to the snow. (Lu You) Tea reflects fresh milk, and the piano horizontally recommends the sound of Shixi Spring. (Lu You) Cold spring tries ink, while nest bonfire blows tea. (Lu You) Tea is more dreamy, and small window banners are painted in the south of the Yangtze River. (Lu You) Chang 'an wine price. The purple bowl is covered with millet and panlong tea. (Su Shi) In the Spring Smoke Temple, tea drums are knocked, and the balcony is illuminated at dusk. (Linbu) Tea drums should knock on Ling Jiuyuan, and the sunset wants to destroy the city. (Hsuanchan) Cold spring is replaced by calamus water, and olive tea is fried with live fire. (Lu You) Green dust flies through the gold mill, and jade rises in the green wave. () Red Ding Crab covers her eyes. (Anonymous) The smell of the tongue is frequent, and the taste of the head is the best. (Anonymous) Taste the fragrance of spring, and splash the milk to try the golden ou. (Anonymous) Tea is fragrant and wine is beautiful, fish is fat and rice is fragrant, and a hundred springs send it. (Huang Tingjian) Green bamboo is full of dharma, and yellow flowers are nothing but melancholy. Water is sweet, and deep spring frost is the soul. (Anonymous) The heart follows the flowing water, and the body follows the wind and cloud. (Anonymous) The teapot cooks eternal snow at night, and the flower shadow moves for nine days in the morning. (Huang Zhencheng) He wants to taste three kinds of tea and go up the mountain to kiss the spring in Yun Jian. (Han Yi) When he joined the club, Tao Gongning stopped sprinkling, and the spring dew gave him tea. (Han Yi's teapot is loose and the wind is fine. (Zhang Kejiu) A poet on a whim made a bachelor's tea. (Zhang Kejiu) Mei Chunguang is full of flowers and plants, making people look forward to tea. (Zhang Kejiu) He used the river to make new tea and bought all the green hills for painting. (Xijiang Building, Jiao Shan, Zhenjiang, Zheng Banqiao) The flowerpots and bowls are fragrant for thousands of years, and the clouds are shining on the first floor. (He) One Ou fell drunk in the mountains. When I took it, I felt lost in the Soviet Union. (Ge Changgeng) Sweep bamboo leaves and cook tea, chop pine roots and cook vegetable roots. (Zheng Banqiao, Shi Tian Cave Association, Qingcheng Mountain, Sichuan) A country cannot live without a monarch for a day, and a monarch cannot live without tea for a day. (Gan Long associates with his ministers) Bamboo dew disappears, phoenix plantains rain, tea and cigarettes are melodious. (Zhang Ao) Please sit down, please sit down, please sit down. The most important thing is congou and soup. (Xian Yuqing) The experimental institute decocted tea with a spoonful of water from the spring, and the fairy pool was divided into bamboo and waves. (Wang Shijian) Run Qi Shu Chajia, Warming Trees and Dismantling Fireworks. (Huang Zunxian) Picking tea is a close friend, and building a room because of good books. (Zhang Yanji) Cabbage is green and salty. Huainan Jiangbei, making tea, autumn water falls into the lake. (Zheng Banqiao) It is the morning rain that hits the face, and the river turns back to the evening tide. (Zheng Banqiao) Lei Wen Gu Quan puts out three ounces of new tea every nine days. (Zheng Banqiao).
9. The name and dynasty of ancient poems about tea should be missing. As for the author Su Shi's "Fried Tea on the River in Song Dynasty", running water should still be cooked with live fire, and deep water should be taken from near-fishing stones. The big ladle keeps the moon and the spring urn, and the small ladle divides the river and the night bottle. Snow milk has been turned over and fried, and the wind suddenly makes a diarrhea sound. Three bowls are not forbidden, and the length of the deserted city is longer. Tea poems in tang dynasty. There are many milk holes in the cave. The fairy mouse is as white as a crow, and the bright moon is upside down. This stone was born in the Ming dynasty, and Yuquan did not rest. Genk sprinkled fragrant liquid and used it to moisten bones and muscles. Old leaves are rolled up and branches are connected. Dew is a cactus, which has never been seen in the world, and its name will be passed down. Zong Ying, a 30-year-old man, gave a good article. Mirror candles are salt-free. It is also the earliest poem of "Famous Tea into Poetry". The author described in detail the origin, quality and efficacy of "cactus tea" with bold and heroic poems. Therefore, this poem has become an important tea resource and a famous tea singing article. 2. I sent Lu Hung-chien to qixia temple to pick tea, but Huangfu ran away and didn't pick buds, so he was far away from the cliff. The leaves are warm and the basket is tilted during the day. I used to know Shanxi Road and stayed in the wild. When will these flowers bloom? 3. Du Fu's "Five Poems of He's" (choose one). When drinking tea, the stone fence tilts the pen, the tung leaves sit on the poem, the jade sings the clothes truss, and the fishing line stands still. Description: This poem is about a spring evening when the author is drinking tea on the platform of He's family. When his interest came, he leaned against the stone fence. Can be painted into an elegant "tea poem". 4. The cold moonlight in Lu Yu, Dongshan enters Tunxi River, and the green ape is called Duanlvlin West. The ancients have fled to the east, but the rivers and grasses are together every year. Caption: Lu Yu has been to Shaoxing to supervise tea, and of course she will go to Shengxian, which is famous for "Tunxi drinking tea", to do some investigations. As we know from the poem, this naturally caused some sadness in Lu Yu, which resulted in the sigh of "nothing to see every year". 5. Six envy songs (songs) Lu Yu does not envy golden kilns or white jade cups. He doesn't envy entering the province or entering Taiwan at dusk. However, the beautiful Xijiang River once went down to Jingling City. Description: Lu Yu is the author of the first tea classic in the world, and enjoys high prestige at home and abroad. People call it. He doesn't envy wealth, but the Xijiang River in his hometown. 6. Dr. Xie Liulang sent a new kind of Shu tea, Bai Juyi, so he fell in love with his relatives, separated from the new tea and became ill. A piece of red paper is a letter at the back of the book. Before bloom was warm in spring, green buds were in full bloom. A spoonful of water was added to the soup to fry the fish's eyes, and fesr stirred up dust at last. Don't send it to others yet, but I should be a different tea man. Note: Dr. Li Liulang sent me a package. Second, because Bai Juyi is an expert in tea tasting: "If you don't send others, send me first, because I am a different tea man." Because Bai Juyi often gets tea from relatives and friends, he personally planted tea trees in Lushan Mountain, Jiangxi Province. Through continuous practice, he became an expert in tea. 7. I heard about Jia Changzhou at night, Bai Juyi heard about the Cuihu Chashan Pavilion in Huzhou at night, and I heard about Chashan at night, surrounded by songs and bells. Purple bamboo shoots taste different. When enjoying flowers, under the north window, Pu yellow wine is very helpful for getting sick. Description: This is a famous sentence about "Zizhu Tea" that people often recite. Described the scene of the satrap of two counties feasting in the pavilion. 8. The new Shu tea Baiju-Shu tea sent by Mr. Xiao is a surprise when it arrives, but it is precious when Wei Shui is fried. Just like a glass of milk to play with, the situation in spring is thirst for wine. Only in this way can we feel precious. I only see "Weishui" as a "famous spring" in poetry. When the tea is cooked, the author enjoys it while drinking, which is very reassuring. 9. It's easy to sit and drink cold water and watch the fried dust. There is no reason to give a tea lover a dish. 10. Pi Rixiu Xiangquan is a combination of brew tea. Description: This poem vividly describes the process of making tea and the function of tea. When making tea, it means "lotus beads", "crab eyes" and "fish scales". It means "scattered with the rain". The foam of tea soup is "green". Even if you drink this kind of tea, you will be drunk for 1000 days. Don't laugh at Yang Fei's love of litchi. 12. The tender buds of Zheng Ao, a tea poem, are so fragrant that I call them grass in English. Night mortar and tobacco masher cook snow in a cold stove. But green peanuts are common and the most precious, which can make you sleep clearly. Description: The author praised tea as "grass in English", which is the most precious. So the author is also familiar with the refreshing effect of tea. 13. Yan Zhenqing and other Fanhua invited guests to drink for love (scholar set-up). After sobering up, it is advisable to hold a banquet in China, and the monk wants to stay in the garden alone (withering). There is no need to climb laurel, so why not pretend to be a tree (calyx)? The autumn wind is strong, and the book is Beidou Zun (Ten Thousand Years). Explanation: The authors of this tea-tasting couplet are looking for poems in an ingenious way, so many tea-tasting words have appeared, such as "Fan Hua", "Daiyin", "Weeping", "Liu Hua", "Shulun", "Not like spring mash", "Plain porcelain" and "Aromatic". It strengthens the harmonious atmosphere between host and guest. It is also rare to recite couplets of tea. 14. Write to persuade Han to send new tea to Lutong ... One bowl moistens the throat, and the other two bowls are lonely. Poor search three bowls, only five thousand volumes of words. Four bowls of sweat are scattered to the pores, and five bowls of bones and muscles are clear. Six bowls of immortality. Seven bowls are clean. I ask whether the whole people get along well in the end. Caption: Because the tea tastes good, I ate seven bowls in a row, and the author savored it carefully. Every time I drink a bowl, I have a new feeling. After I drank seven bowls, I felt more comfortable. Finally, I thought of the working people who worked hard to pick tea and expressed deep sympathy for them: "Ann.
10. Su Shi's famous tea poems, the big ladle stores the moon in the spring urn, and the small ladle divides the river into the night bottle.
Yoshioka Tea Making (Northern Song Dynasty) Su Shi's running water still needs to be cooked with live fire, so he can get deep and clear water from fishing stones. The big ladle keeps the moon and the spring urn, and the small ladle divides the river and the night bottle.
Snow milk has been turned over and fried, and the wind suddenly makes a diarrhea sound. It is not easy to ban three bowls when heartbroken, but it is longer to sit and listen to the lonely city.
Note: ① Deep and clear: refers to deep and clear rivers. (2) storing the moon: the moon is reflected in the water and scooped into the spring bottle, so it is called "storing the moon".
(3) Fenshui River: It takes water from the river to reduce its weight, so it is called Fenshui River. 4 Snow Frost: One is "tea rain" and "tea frost", which refers to the milky foam on the noodle soup when cooking tea.
Turn: roll when boiling. Feet: tea feet.
⑤ Dispelling wind: describe the sound made when pouring tea. Su Shi's brew tea in the Courtyard: "Desire for style."
Pour out. ⑥ Not easy: Not easy.
Prohibition: bears. This sentence is based on a poem by the Tang Dynasty poet Lu Tong, "Xie Meng remonstrates to send new tea": "One bowl moistens the throat, and two bowls are lonely.
Three bowls of heartbroken, only five thousand volumes of words. Four bowls of sweat, life is not smooth, scattered to the pores.
Five bowls of bones and muscles are clear, and six bowls are immortal. I can't eat seven bowls, but I feel the wind blowing under my arm. "