Poems praising Guizhou tea

The Wu Wuji shape group moves inside, and Tao Tao has been willful all his life. Since he resigned from office, he has been drunk in spring, and has been idle since he did not study.

The only knowledge in Qinli is the water of Lu, and the tea. Therefore, we have always been together in Mengshan. Who knows that I have no return now?

Thank you Li Liulang for sending me new tea from Sichuan.

Bai Juyi

Old love week. Coins are made for marriage, new tea is divided and a letter is sent to the patient. Ten slices of green buds are cooked in the spring before the fire. If you don't send it to others, send it to me first, because I am someone else's tea maker.

Mengshan Dolomite Tea

King Liyang

I heard that Mengshan has a good flavor. The depths of the cave are full of haze. The early spring leaves are cut into pieces of ice, and the rock pith is fragrant and sticks to the exquisite flowers.

Crab eyes do not need to be boiled in living water. How dare you ask Lu Yu to hold the right opinion? It is the best tea in the world.

Poetry of Shu Ming.

Shi Jianwu The monk asked me how to compare, I want to taste the fine wine but I am afraid of it.

Zhou Kuang's ancestors' poem about begging for tea

Yujiao

The Taoism is suddenly dull and the mood is boring. The disease is not surprising.

The Ming jade flowers are all gone, and the lotus leaves are empty in Yue Ou.

Jinshui has bright colors, and Shushan Mountain surrounds it? . The roots of the clouds have just been cut green, and the seams of the seals have turned red.

I once received it from a noble person, and the best poem is the same as that of the old man. Fortunately, I sent it as a beggar; it is a shame to save this disease.

Xishan Lanruo Tea Song

Liu Yuxi

There are several tea bushes on the eaves behind the mountain monk, and the bamboos are picking up new velvet in spring. It's like picking up an eagle's beak next to a fragrant bush.

When this must be stir-fried until the room is full of fragrance, add some golden sand water. The sound of pine trees after a sudden rain comes into the cauldron, and the white clouds fill the bowl with flowers.

The melodious fragrance lingers in the air, clear and clear. The yang cliffs and yin ridges each have their own unique atmosphere, nothing like the berry moss field under the bamboo.

Although Emperor Yan did not taste the decoction, Xiangjun recorded the taste. The new sprouts are not yet loosened by punches, but they have been picked and fried for more than a while.

The fragrance of magnolia is slightly similar to drunken dew, but the color of yaocao is not as good as the waves. The monk said that the spiritual taste should be quiet and quiet, and picking up the beautiful people is a good guest.

He sent it to the county without saying a word, but the brick well and the copper furnace were damaged. What's more, Mengshan Guzhu spring, white mud and red seals follow the wind and dust.

If you want to know the cold taste of flower whey, you must be a Mianyun Qishi person.

Tea

Yuan Zhen

Tea.

Fragrant leaves, buds.

I admire poets and monks.

Carved white jade and woven red yarn.

The yellow pistil color is fried in a jade, and the bowl is turned into a dusty flower.

The queen of the night invites you to accompany the bright moon, and the morning brings you to the morning glow.

I have washed away all the people of the past and present without getting tired. How can I be praised when I am about to get drunk?

Ode to Tea"

Su Shi of the Song Dynasty

Millet sprouts by the Wuyi Stream

Cai Xiangchongjia of Ding and Houcai

Everyone has their own ideas for buying new pets

This year’s tribute tea

I don’t have enough of this.

What’s wrong with nourishing your mouth and body< /p>

The loyal and filial family of Luoyang Xiangjun

Pity also comes to Yao Huanghua

"Tea"

[Song Dynasty] Lin Bu

Frankincense cooks Jianxichun

It is difficult to recognize the best people in the world

Reminiscing about the ancients in the tea scriptures

7. Ancient poems about tea

A country cannot live without a king for a day, and a king cannot live without tea for a day. (Coupon between Qianlong and his ministers)

Bamboo, dew, pine, phoenix and banana rain, and the sound of tea, smoke, harp and calligraphy rhymes. (Zhang Ao)

Sit down, please sit down, please sit down, tea, tea, fragrant tea. (Zheng Banqiao)

The cooking tastes from Southeast Asia, the most delicious is Gongfu tea and soup. (Xian Yuqing)

I picked tea as a gift for my friends, and built a house to hide rare books. (Zhang Yanji)

Cabbage, green salt and glutinous rice, earthenware pot of Tianshui chrysanthemum tea. (Zheng Banqiao)

A few branches of ink orchids and Xuande paper, a cup of bitter tea from the adult kiln. (Zheng Banqiao)

At the end of Chu and Wutou, a stretch of green mountains sits; in the north of the Huainan River, half a pond of autumn water is used to cook tea. (Zheng Banqiao)

Half of the mountain house is waiting for the bright moon, and a cup of clear tea is used to reward a close friend. (Anonymous)

When the spring breeze comes in February or March, the stone stove is lit to test the new tea. (Wei Shimin)

Goethe is lying in the clouds, writing the "Tea Sutra" to the rain. (Zhan Tong)

The small shop in Xiaoqiao sells goods, and the new smoke makes tea. (Yang Ji)

After the silkworms have cooked the new silk, before the fragrance of the tea is boiled and sprinkled. (Yang Ji)

A fishing boat is placed in the flower ditch, and a tea pot is placed in the banana field. (Dexiang)

Xijiang Moon·Tea

(Song Dynasty·Huang Tingjian)

Longbao Tougang is early in spring, and the fragrance of the first spring in the valley curtain is already drunk. The floating ants are tender and goose-yellow, and I imagine they will turn into snow waves.

Rabbit brown golden silk treasure bowl, new crab eye soup in the pine breeze, there is no reason why the male will be mad, and the nectar comes from the cactus.

* Praise for the gift from the king, first remove the feudal title, look at the fragrant cakes, golden strands, dense clouds and dragons.

If you win a battle with water, you will be defeated by a thousand bells. You will feel the coolness and the breeze in your armpits. You will leave your red sleeves for a while, but you will wear a sarong for a while. Play the sheng and sing songs, and the courtyard will be quiet and a little calm.

Man Ting Fang·Tea Ci

(Song Dynasty, Qin Guan)

The elegant swallow flies to the cup, chatting and waving its seat, making the king high and meeting the wise men, and the dense clouds and twin phoenixes , the strands of gold are first broken, the smoke from the furnace outside the window seems to be moving, open the bottle and try, take a taste of the fragrant spring, gently wash it up, the fragrance is like jade dust, and the snow is splashing into the purple pot.

The charming servant girl should be looking forward to the beauty, holding up her green sleeves, holding steady red lotuses, sitting among the guests, looking at her sorrow, sobering up from the wine, singing songs, lighting a sarong and painting candles, surrounded by flowers and the shadow of the moon, looking at each other frequently, The remaining joy is not over, I want to go and linger.

8. Ancient poems about tea

"Jijiang Jiancha" by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty Living water must be cooked with living fire, and fishing stones can be used to obtain deep clarity.

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 snow milk has been fried for the feet, and the pine wind suddenly makes the sound of diarrhea.

It is not too late to ban three bowls of dry intestines, and I will listen to the long and short updates of the deserted city. Lu Tong, who called himself Yuchuanzi, was addicted to tea and was revered as the Central Asian Sage of Tea by later generations. His "Song of Tea Drinking", which he wrote to express thanks to Meng for his advice and advice on sending new tea, is a poem in which he tasted the advice of his friend Meng Jian. The impromptu work after the gift of new tea is a famous seven-character ancient poem praising tea: The sun was high and five feet high, and I was sleeping heavily. The general knocked on the door to surprise the Duke of Zhou.

The letter was sent with the words of advice, and it was sealed with three seals diagonally on white silk. When Kai Jingwan met with him to discuss matters, he read three hundred pieces of the moon in his hand.

When I heard that the New Year was coming into the mountains, the stinging insects stirred up the spring breeze. The emperor must taste Yangxian tea, and the herbs dare not bloom first.

The benevolent wind bears pearl buds in the dark, and the golden buds emerge in the early spring. Picked fresh, roasted, fragrant and wrapped in a twist, it is exquisite and not extravagant.

As a supreme being and a prince, why would you come to a mountain man’s house? Chaimen is closed and there are no secular visitors. The gauze hat and halter are fried and eaten by oneself. The green clouds are blown by the wind, and the white flowers are floating on the surface of the bowl.

One bowl will moisturize your throat, and two bowls will relieve your loneliness and boredom. Three bowls of dried intestines, only five thousand volumes of writing.

Four bowls of light sweat, all the uneven things in life are dispersed into the pores. Five bowls clear the muscles and bones, and six bowls clear the spirits.

I couldn’t eat the seven bowls, but I could feel the cool breeze blowing under my armpits. Penglai Mountain, where is it? Yuchuanzi took advantage of the breeze to go back.

The immortals on the mountain came down to earth, and their status was high and isolated from the wind and rain. An learns that hundreds of millions of lives have fallen on a cliff and suffered hardships.

So I asked the common people for advice, will they still be able to rest in the end? (The moon group refers to tea cakes) This poem is also called "The Poetry of Seven Bowls of Tea". It describes the benefits of drinking tea with elegant pen and ink, which is amazing to the world.

The poem describes that the poet closed the firewood door and tasted the tea alone. The tea soup was bright and clear, and the essence floated on the surface of the bowl. Hot air like blue clouds curls up, and cannot be blown away.

As soon as the poet drank one bowl, he felt that his throat was moist and his thirst was suddenly quenched; after two bowls, the loneliness in his chest disappeared; after three bowls, his energy doubled, and words came to him spontaneously; after four bowls, , sweat breaks out all over the body; the unhappy things in my life are radiated out from the pores; after drinking the fifth bowl, my whole body feels relaxed and comfortable; after drinking the sixth bowl, I feel as if I have entered a fairyland; the seventh bowl can no longer After drinking it, I felt the breeze coming out of the two gums, fluttering and flying leisurely into the sky, "Where is Penglai Mountain?" The poet wanted to take advantage of this breeze and go away! The beautiful verses and elegant conception have been deeply loved by literati of all ages. The poet compared the tea cake to the moon, and subsequent generations of poems repeatedly imitated its meaning.

For example, Su Wu's "Bringing the small moon in the sky alone, I came to test the second spring in the world." "The bright moon came to cast the jade river, and the breeze blew through the spring of Wulin."

Especially " Literati especially like to quote the phrase "Only two practices can make the breeze grow." Mei Yaochen "also wants the breeze to make two people, so that they can be blown away by the moon." Lu Tong's "Yuchuanzi" is also talked about by people.

Chen Jiru "The sun and the moon test the new spring in the mountains, and the king joins the old Yuchuan." While describing the benefits of drinking tea, "Seven Bowls of Tea Poem" also cleverly depicts the arrogance of the emperors who relied on their prominent power to do whatever they wanted. The irony: "The emperor wants to taste Yangxian tea, but the flowers will bloom first", which not only highlights the season of tribute tea picking (picking before the flowers bloom), but also hints at the arrogance of the emperor who overrides everything.

Qi Ji's "Twelve Rhymes of Chanting Tea" is a beautiful five-character rhyme poem. Hundreds of herbs become spiritual beings, and merit is achieved first.

The word "Gan" spreads all over the world, and the name "Homo" is yours. There are no geese in the spring, but there are warblers in the valley at harvest time.

The title is from Zeguo and the contribution is made to Qinjing. The sense of smell is extremely refined, and you can feel your bones are light when you taste them.

Study the sound of Tianzhu, and pick up the brightness of Shushan. The guest chants in autumn, and the Zen master lies down in shock during the day.

The room is full of fragrance when the corners are opened, and the green furnace is shaking. Late in the evening, I recall the pair of cool springs, and I think about the different fruits.

The pine yellow stems are swirling and flowing, and the mica is slippery and tilted. It is quite expensive to send from an expert, so it should be kept in a separate cabinet.

He once sought to cultivate the teachings of Buddhism, and was very good at it, Mr. Lu. His name was Desheng, and his surname was Hu. He was a native of Yiyang in Tanzhi. He became a monk in Tongqing Temple in Dawei Mountain, and then lived in the east forest of Hengyue. He named himself Hengyue. Samana. This five-character tea poem consists of twelve couplets.

The first two couplets first introduce the qualities of Baicaozhiling tea, and the last ten couplets respectively describe a series of tea affairs such as the growth, picking, tribute, efficacy, cooking, and gifting of tea. , the contrast in language is excellent. Except for the first and last couplets, the upper and lower sentences of each couplet are neatly contrasted, which fully demonstrates the beautiful order of the language. An old friend sent tea to Cao Ye of the Tang Dynasty. There were nine Chinese yings outside the sword, and the title was sent to Yujing in silence.

When it opens, there is a slight moonlight, and there is the sound of springs everywhere. The monks arrived in the middle of the night, singing alone and cooking to the moon.

Bi Chenxia's feet are broken, and the fragrance is light and milky. The six fu organs have gone to sleep, and the thoughts have become clear after several poems.

I don’t dare to spend more than a month, so I will stay with me for writing. Sencha by Tang Chengyanxiong When I woke up from a deep sleep in the spring of Yueji Temple, I ran to the spring and thought for a long time.

A cloud monk crushed the Sichuan tea tree and picked up three or four dead pine branches. Hojicha Wu Gu Kuang of the Tang Dynasty New tea has been roasted, but the old tea is brewing.

The whirling smoke continues, and the sound splits the cold wood. Drinking tea with Lu Chushiyu on the 9th. Tang Jiaoran. In the monastery of Jiuri Mountain, the chrysanthemums on the east fence are also yellow.

Most common people drink too much wine, but who can explain the fragrance of tea? Sending Trifoliate Flower Tea to Friends in the Spring Festival by Li Ying, Tang Dynasty Yesterday, the east wind blew the orange blossom flowers, and I woke up with a cup of tea in the Spring Festival Gala.

Like clouds protecting the secluded chasm, like snow that separates the homeland. Gold cakes are patted together with rain and dew, and jade dust is fried into haze.

Xiangru is sick and thirsty, and the whole school is not envious of the white-necked crow. Drinking tea with Yuan layman Qingshantan Tang Lingyi Sitting and drinking fragrant tea among the wild spring fireworks and white clouds, I fell in love with this mountain.

I can’t bear to go by boat under the rock, and the green stream gurgls at dusk. Liu Jian of the Tang Dynasty once asked for fragrant tea to pay tribute to Wuci. The fruit tasted very strange.

When the turtle's back has wrinkles and is lightly burned, the cloud head turns over and the liquid is first cooked. It's appropriate for the old minister to be tired and bored. It's a different experience for old guests.

Cherish the benefits sent to you by your clan members, and hold them in Shuitingshan Pavilion. Tasting Tea, Liu Yuxi of the Tang Dynasty. The eagles were watching the buds in the fragrant bushes, and the old man was banished to an immortal family.

Tonight there is more moonlight over the Xiangjiang River, illuminating a bowl full of flowers. Dayun Temple Tea Poetry by Lu Yan of the Tang Dynasty The jade pistil is said to be a masterpiece with one shot, and the monks are extremely skilled in making magic.

The rabbit hair pot is fragrant and white, and the shrimp eye soup is stir-fried. Banish the sleep demon from a few seats and add refreshing energy to the skin.

The secluded bush grows outside Luoxi Rock and refuses to move its roots into Shangdu. Miscellaneous chants in tea·Cooking tea Tangpi Rixiu Fragrant spring and milk, frying to make continuous boiling.

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. Tea Banquet with Zhao Ju Tang Qianqi Zhu Xia Wangyan said purple tea, completely defeated Yu Ke's drunk Liuxia.

It’s hard to finish the joy of washing away the heart of dust, the sound of cicadas in a tree is slanting. Tea Poems by Zheng Yu, Tang Dynasty The young buds are fragrant and lively, and I call them Cao Zhongying.

The night mortar mixes with the smoke, and the cold furnace cooks the snow. But I am worried about the green powder and taste the green peanuts.

Tasting tea in the gorge, Tang Zhenggu, Xinying Xinying.

9. Poems about picking tea

1. "Ode to Tribute Tea" Yuan Dynasty - Lin Xiweng?

When spring comes, the grass does not dare to bloom, but the royal flowers are in full bloom. Lei picks up Qiong buds.

Wuyi is really a fairyland, where Ganoderma lucidum and tea are produced.

Translation: Spring is here, but the plants in nature dare not bloom first; precious flower buds grow on the tea trees, and it is finally time to pick the tea buds. Wuyi Mountain is really a magical place; it is not only rich in the precious Ganoderma lucidum, but also the precious Qipa in tea.

2. "Ji Mu" Tang Dynasty - Li Shangyin?

Xiaoding fried tea noodles and Quchi, white-bearded Taoist priests played chess among the bamboos.

Who wrote about breaking the palm tree fan, remembering when the tree was moved in Nantang.

Translation: Facing Qujiang Pond, a Taoist priest with a white beard plays chess and shakes a book fan. Who wrote on the broken palm leaf fan, which recorded the day when the tree was moved in Nantang.

3. "Drinking Tea with Yuan Jushi Qingshantan" Tang Dynasty - Lingyi?

Sitting and drinking fragrant tea among the wild springs and white clouds, I fell in love with this mountain.

The boat can't bear to go under the rock, and the green stream gurgls at dusk.

Translation: The sound of mountain spring water and the curling smoke of cooking are floating among the white clouds, sitting in the mountains I love so much, drinking fragrant tea. The boat tied to the rock couldn't bear to leave, and wanted to stay with the flowing clear stream until evening.

4. "Ninety-eight Songs of Huzhou" by Wang Yuanliang of the Song Dynasty

Willows dance at the head of the river, and thousands of horses gnaw on short shackles.

The drunken travelers from the North clapped their hands together and sang tea-picking songs across the boat.

Translation: Willows are flying by the river, and thousands of horses are grazing. The guests were already drunk and sang the tea-picking song across the boat.

5. "Recalling Qin'e·You Ren Jue" Song Dynasty - Liu Kezhuang

You Ren Jue. The green shade is full of wild and fragrant flowers.

Fang Feixie. Silkworm raising weather, tea picking season.

Du Yu cries into blood on the branches, and the willows on the streets turn into snow.

Blowing into snow. Light smoke and drizzle, March in the south of the Yangtze River.

Translation: There are very few tourists. The grass is green and the flowers are out of season. It is the time to raise silkworms and pick tea. The cuckoos are singing on the branches, and the catkins are flying like snow. The misty and rainy weather is March in Jiangnan.