Sichuan tea culture poems

1. Poems about tea culture 1. There's no reason to send tea guests with bowls. -Bai Juyi's "Mountain Spring Fried Tea"

You don't need any reason to hold a bowl of tea in your hand, just pin this feeling on people who love tea.

2, this thing is lofty and ignorant, and the world drinks too much to deceive itself. -Jiao Ran's Tea Song.

The lofty tea is not known to the world, and the world deludes itself by drinking it.

3. Phoenix Dance Troupe Cake. I just hate that someone broke the tea cake, and it was lonely. Tea cakes are carefully ground into jade powder by clean tea cakes, but the purity of tea powder is pure, clear and crystal clear. -Huang Tingjian's "Tasting Tea Words"

Several phoenixes are flying around on the phoenix cake tea. I only hate that someone will break the tea cake, and the phoenix is divided into north and south, which is unbearable.

4, respect the romantic victory, fall asleep in the spring and open up the border. Slender fingers, studying the water for making tea, holding a delicate teacup embroidered with Phnom Penh, like the feathers of a partridge bird. -Huang Tingjian's "Men's Fangting Tea"

This tea can also overcome drunkenness, relieve spring pajamas, refresh the mind and relieve worries. Delicate fingers, grinding tea and making water, holding exquisite teacups embroidered with Phnom Penh, the color is like the feathers of partridges.

5. I know that the tea ceremony is true, only Dan Qiu is like this. -Jiao Ran's Tea Song.

Who can know that drinking tea can get the Tao and get the whole truth of the Tao? Only the legendary immortal Dan Qiu Zi knows.

6. I know that the tea ceremony is true, only Dan Qiu is like this. -Jiao Ran's Tea Song.

Who can know that drinking tea can get the Tao and get the whole truth of the Tao? Only the legendary immortal Dan Qiu Zi knows.

7, people look at the end of silence, if you listen to the sound of tea. -Wei Xueyi's "nuclear ship"

Look calm, as if listening to the sound of tea.

8, the wine cellar loves bitter tea more, and the dream is broken. -Li Qingzhao's "Partridge Day, Cold Day, Rustling on the Window"

I prefer the bitter taste after drinking the group tea, which is especially suitable for me to wake up in a dream and smell the refreshing fragrance.

9. Get drunk in spring, fall asleep, gamble and splash tea. At the time, it was just unusual. -Na Lanxingde's "Huanxisha, who reads the west wind alone"

Taking a nap after drinking, beautiful spring scenery, gambling in boudoir, and tea fragrance wafting from skirts, the ordinary past can no longer be realized.

10, Hakka tea is wine on a cold night, and bamboo stove soup turns red. -Cold nights in Du Lei.

On winter nights, guests come, take tea as wine and ask the children to make tea. The flame in the stove began to turn red, the water in the pot boiled and the room was warm.

2. What are the poems about "tea culture"? 1. Don't miss the old country, try new tea with new fire. -Su Shi's "Looking at Jiangnan and Surpassing Taiwan Province"

2. When guests come to tea for wine on a cold night, the bamboo stove soup turns red at the beginning. -Cold nights in Du Lei.

3. Short paper is inclined to be grass, and clear the window to play tea. -Lu You's First Night of Spring Rain in Lin 'an

Sleep for a long time when you are sleepy, and sleep for a long time when you are thirsty for tea. -Su Shi's "Huanxisha, rustling clothes and towels falling jujube flowers"

5. Under the bamboo forest, I forgot to mention purple tea, and I won. -tea banquet in Qian Qi and Zhao Ju.

1. This poem:

Spring is not old, the wind is fine and the willows are oblique. Try to see it on the detached stage, half the city is full of flowers. Fog and rain darken thousands of people.

After a cold meal, I woke up but felt uncomfortable. Don't miss the old country for the old friend, try new tea with new fire. Poetry and wine use time.

Translation:

Spring is not over yet, the breeze is thin, and the willow branches dance with it obliquely. Boarding the transcendental platform, from a distance, the moat is only half full of spring water, but the city is full of colorful spring flowers. A little further, every tile house is in the rain shadow.

After the Cold Food Festival, I woke up with a feeling of homesickness, so I had to comfort myself: Don't miss my hometown in front of my old friends, just light a new fire and cook a cup of freshly picked tea, and have a good drink while you are still in the prime of life.

2. The whole poem:

On a cold night, guests come to tea for wine, and the bamboo stove soup is boiling red at first.

As usual, there are plum blossoms in front of the window, and there are plum blossoms before the month.

Translation:

On winter nights, guests come, take tea as wine and ask the children to make tea. The flame in the stove began to turn red, the water in the pot boiled and the room was warm.

The moonlight in front of the window is bright, no different from usual, except that some plum blossoms bloom faintly in the moonlight and are fragrant. This makes today's moonlight look particularly different from the past.

3. The whole poem:

In recent years, officials are interested in a thin layer of gauze. Who will let me take a bus to Kyoto to visit this bustling city?

Living in a small building and listening to the falling spring rain, you will hear the sound of selling apricots in the depths of the alley early in the morning.

Slowly spread out small pieces of paper sideways, every word is organized, carefully boil water and tea under the sun window, skim it and try to taste famous tea.

Oh, don't sigh that the dust in Kyoto will stain the white clothes, and there is still time to return to the mirror house in Lake Ubak.

Translation:

In recent years, the interest of officials is as light as a veil. Who let me ride a horse to Kyoto to pollute the bustling?

Living in a small building and listening to the spring rain all night, I will hear apricot blossoms in the depths of the alley in the morning.

Spread out a small piece of paper and write leisurely and diagonally. The words are very organized. Carefully boil water, make tea, skim the foam and try to taste famous tea in front of a sunny window.

Oh, don't sigh that the dust in Kyoto will stain the white clothes. There is still time to go back to my hometown in the mountains by the Mirror Lake during the Qingming Festival.

4. The whole poem:

The rustling clothes and towels fall on jujube flowers, and the cars ring north and 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. Then knock on a villager's door and ask, can I have a bowl of tea?

Translation:

Towels rustle in the wind, and jujube flowers fall with the wind. The voice of spinning wheel reeling rings in the south and north of the village. Farmers dressed in linen are sitting under old willows selling cucumbers.

I was drunk and sleepy all the way. The sunshine makes people thirsty. Knock on a farmer's door and see if he can quench his thirst with a bowl of strong tea.

5. The whole poem:

I forgot to mention purple tea under the bamboo, and I won.

The heart of dust is hard to enjoy, and the cicada tree is inclined.

Translation:

Holding a tea banquet under the bamboo and drinking purple bamboo tea together agree that the taste of tea is better than leaving fairy wine. After drinking, I have forgotten myself, feeling detached from the world, with no distractions in the world of mortals and no trace of peace of mind. Although the vulgar thoughts have all disappeared, tea is more interesting until the sun sets.

3. What poems and teas describe tea culture?

Hu

Tender tea

Shen Ning Binnan

Use holy water, it tastes delicious.

Fragrant and fresh, thick and clear.

Ancient and modern are different guests, and life is elegant and elegant.

Feel the ups and downs of the years and clean up the dust.

Half a cup of green tea moistens the heart, and Xiu De improves the mind and purifies the soul.

17 order, tea

Hu

dexter

Mingnen, one shot

Boil three rivers in a copper pot.

Purple porcelain element, fairy jade paste

Lu Yu invited Shennong to meditate and savor.

Lofty literati, high officials and generous people, expensive Hou drinking and having fun.

Light fragrance floats through the ages, and self-cultivation is influenced by the sun and the moon.

Yuan Zhen

Tea,

Fragrant leaves, buds,

Poets love monks.

Grinding and carving white jade, Luo Zhihong yarn.

Pan-fried yellow core color, gently winding dust flowers.

Invite the bright moon after night, and light the morning glow before morning.

Wash away the tireless people of ancient and modern times, and you can't boast when you are drunk.

4. Guo Moruo, a master of Chinese poetry who describes Sichuan culture, studied at Shishi Middle School. He wrote in "Strange Roads in Shu": "Wen Weng is in charge of culture and education in Shu, living and being like each other. Since then, there have been many poets in Shu, Li Bai in Tang Dynasty and Su in Song Dynasty.

The road to Shu is difficult.

Lipper

Oh, but it's very high and dangerous! Such a trip is more difficult than climbing the blue sky, until the two rulers of this area squeezed past in the foggy age! Forty-eight thousand years have passed. Don't talk to Qin Sai. And Dabaishan, to the west, still has only one bird path, all the way to the peak of Emei. Once it was broken by an earthquake, some brave people lost it, and then the ladder stone pile was hooked. On the high flag, six dragons drive the sun, and far below, the river lashes its twisted channel. Such a height is difficult for a yellow crane, poor monkey, they only have claws to use. The Green Mud Mountain is made up of many circles. For every hundred steps, we have to turn nine times in the middle of its mound. Panting, we passed Orion, passed Jingxing, and then fell to the ground with our arms folded and groaned. We don't know whether this path to the west will never end, because the road is too steep to climb. Nothing can be heard except the cries of birds surrounded by ancient forests. The male bird rotates smoothly and follows the female bird. Jathyapple, what comes to us is the melancholy voice of Du Fu, a sad empty mountain. This kind of trip is more difficult than climbing the blue sky, and even hearing it will make people pale! The highest cliff is less than a foot from heaven, and dead trees hang upside down on the cliff. Flying rapids and waterfalls make a noise, and cliff fossils become thunder. All these dangers follow. Why do people who live at a safe distance come here? ! Jiange is magnificent and expensive. One person can keep it, and ten thousand people can't force it. What if he is not loyal, but a wolf to his companions? There are hungry tigers during the day and poisonous reptiles at night. Their teeth and fangs are ready to kill people like hemp. Although the Silk City is beautiful, I'd rather go home soon. It's hard to get through the Shu Road, but it's hard to get into the sky. Look sideways to the west and ask for advice!

5. What are the ancient poems praising Sichuan tea? Visiting Buddha's ears with Taoist priests, cooking tea on the moon, cooking the spring at the bottom of the stream with live fire, and talking about metaphysics with you.

Wine must be drunk before drinking, tea can't be cooked, but it is full of Zen. Sweep the white clouds and sleep on the rocks, waiting for the bright moon to cross the mountain.

Go home in cold clothes at night, wearing a black silk scarf and a feather fan. Snow water is better than running water, and you don't have to talk.

At first, the soup looks like a crab's eyes are opening, and the lotus root cooked by leaves is fine in the bottle. My cheeks are full of fragrance. I know the smell of wax. I sing the sound of spring for a while.

Homesickness is not unusual, but * * * listens to cranes more than Hua Yao. Secondly, this tea is cooked with fragrant snow before the rain, and the fragrance of Sprite tea is very clear.

It's better to invite the bright moon to pour the silver bottle than to suspect that the spring breeze gives birth to charcoal. Black and sweet night in plum blossom dream, white war noise.

In order to save time, it's really a waste of time. The ground stove cooks at night. Anxi contended for Tieguanyin, and the dew leaves were suspected to spread to Zizhulin.

A pure fragrance can't be forgotten, and meditation is like a card. Lotus Cave tea songs don't pick lotus, tea is bitter, and picking lotus is sweet and bitter.

Camellia grows flowers thousands of miles away, and thousands of villages learn to grow tea. The creeping weed is hard to get rid of, and Sang Ma is thick.

Grain Rain incense, flowers bloom and fall. How did Longfeng come from Xianggong's house? Poem 1: An Xi Fang Ming Tieguanyin, who lives longer than Nanshan.

Huang Jingui, a newly selected famous tea, is a panacea to protect Dan's heart. After serving for thousands of years, it is beautiful, cures all diseases, and is light and light.

The wonder of tea is endless, and the flavor of southern Fujian is close to the old friend. Poetry 2 Anxi Jingui Tieguanyin has a long fragrance between its teeth.

The edge of the green leaves is red and plain, and the weight is as heavy as iron and gold soup. Chaoshan stove jade book mill, Chen Meng pot as Chen Ou.

Ouou is a good tea party for overseas Chinese friendship, which strengthens the heart and bones and warms people's hearts. Tong Yanhe is a centenarian with bright eyes, white teeth and handsome appearance.

My waist danced with the wind, and Huaizhen stood out. Foreign circulation hometown water, Minnan strange tea has a lot to do.

Anxi Qi Ming Tieguanyin, drink a cup of affection; Self-cultivation and frugality are the heart, and the hometown of overseas Chinese is a good marriage. Oolong color is better than beauty, and precious species are revitalized; Don't forget the people who spread the classics and plant art, and the lingering fragrance of Zen will remain in the world.

Tongue skills help to sing, and the blue milk floats on the bottom of the fragrance; There are all kinds of tea classics to boast about natural history, so why not share Tieguanyin? A steamed cicada wing was blown into the manor.

A private room sings high and welcomes friends, and fine tea takes spring scenery. Flowing fragrant sparrow tongue prolongs the dream of poetry, cooking snow dragon saliva and washing vulgar intestines.

Romantic feelings often surge, and the sound of rain gurgles into a new chapter. The second is to boil a spoonful of water and pour it into a shallow cup.

You can drink seven bowls of boasting, but have you ever tasted Tieguanyin? Third, the bird's tongue is bright and the armpit breeze blows. Is there any rhyme that makes people miss their hometown?

Four of them have entered the fairyland, and delicate jade hands brew fragrant tea. Looking for Guanyin rhyme for you, the color, smell and shape are all amazing.

6. The poem describing the tea ceremony is 1, and the birthday is to sleep in the sun. Give the idle enemy to the immortal. Poetry and tea help cool down. Medicinal liquor can be declared.

2, a curtain of spring is dying, tea and cigarettes are falling.

3, spring * * * in the mountains, fragrant fried bamboo.

4. Looking at the crab's eyes splashing, you can see the scales at first sight. Doubt is loose rain, and the ground is afraid of smoke and green.

5, the fragrance of flowers is exposed on the flowers, and the water absorbs the stone in the spring.

6. Wuyi spring is warm and the moon is full, and new buds are adopted to offer immortals.

7. Xiucui The streams visited by tourists from Hu Ming only include ancient wells and tea picking. Beautiful poems about tea.

8. I am drunk and want to borrow a bucket of * * *.

9, Xiaoding fried tea noodles Quchi. White bearded Taoist bamboo chess. Who wrote a book about a broken banana fan? I remember when Nantang moved trees.

10, watch the moon sit at night. Sleep all day after hearing the wind. The room is fragrant. Warm roasted tea cigarettes in a cage.

7. The poem about the tea ceremony is 1. The old leaves are rolled up and the branches are connected. Exposed to cactus, it seems to be patting the cliff shoulder. -Li Bai

2, red paper, a letter at the back of the book, green shoots, ten pieces of fire, spring. -Bai Juyi

3, cleanliness can not be polluted, for drinking dust. -Wei

4, Meng Mingyu spent, the lotus leaf is empty. -Meng Jiao

5, the bud is fragrant and spiritual, I call it Caoying. -JUNG WOO

6, cooking has the taste of wine, and the taste is even less tea. -Xue neng

7. Cleverly gouge out the bright moon to dye spring water, and gently spin thin ice to fill Lv Yun. Don Xu Yin

8. Only the sound of water is heard in the piano, and the old tea is covered with mountains. -Bai Juyi

On the 9th, the old wolf sent a letter to Chen Xian's home after shooting Fang Yan's eagle bud. -Liu Yuxi

10, sometimes the crab's eyes will splash, and at first glance the scales will rise. Doubt is loose rain, and the ground is afraid of smoke and green. -Don Pi Rixiu

1 1, Shucha was surprised when it arrived, and Wei Shui fried it before it was precious. -Bai Juyi

12, Si must be fried until the house is full of incense, and then Jinsha water should be built as appropriate. -Liu Yuxi

13, plain porcelain spreads in the quiet night, and the fragrance is full of leisure. Tang Lu Shi Xiu

14, only worried about blue powder, try green peanuts. -JUNG WOO

15, a new sentence of the Ministry of Industry and Information Technology, thirsty for tea as for piling. -Bai Juyi

16, the heart is a tea play, boasting in pairs. -Zuo Si in the Western Jin Dynasty

17, the new tea has been baked, and the old shelf is worrying. -Gu Kuang

18, fortunately, there is fragrant tea to raise a young child, and I can't bear to send autumn grass to Wang Sun. -Li

19, I heard that it will be a tea mountain night, and the bells of pearl green songs are all around me. -Bai Juyi

20, chanting frost, leisurely taste snow water tea. -Bai Juyi

2 1, Noboru takeshita forgot to mention the purple tea, and all the guests were drunk. -Qian Qi

22. Sit in the water and watch the fried dust. There is no reason to hold a bowl of tea in your hand, but this feeling makes people who love tea fall in love. -Bai Juyi

Please give me some poems about tea ceremony and tea culture, and thank Yuan Zhen, a poet in the Tang Dynasty. He lived in the official residence and made friends with Bai Juyi, so he was called "Bai Yuan". Yuan Zhen has a poem named "One-character to Seven-character Poetry Tea", which is rare not only in tea poems, but also in other poems. The poem says:

Tea,

Fragrant leaves, buds,

Poets love monks.

Grinding and carving white jade, Luo Zhihong yarn.

Pan-fried yellow core color, gently winding dust flowers.

Invite the bright moon after night, and light the morning glow before morning.

Wash away the tireless people of ancient and modern times, and you can't boast when you are drunk.

There is also a tea poem in the form of Baota poem, written by Hu, a modern grass-roots poet.

tea

dexter

Mingnen, one shot

Boil three rivers in a copper pot.

Purple porcelain element, fairy jade paste

Lu Yu invited Shennong to meditate and savor.

Noble literati, dignitaries, drunkards

Light fragrance floats through the ages, and self-cultivation is influenced by the sun and the moon.

Tea clothes

Author: Cangshan Muyun

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There are fairy products in the world, and tea is expensive. It is quite famous overseas, and its reputation is in the cup. Glory of tea! Strong tea relieves alcoholism, and light tea nourishes the mind. Scented tea and intestines and stomach, green tea filters dust. The virtue of tea is also! Oolong tea Dahongpao, Huangshan Phoenix; Tieguanyin in the south and Qishan Cloud in the north; Longjing green in the east and yellow soil forest in the west. Tea is born! Tea has six colors and a thousand words of sweetness. Cow drinking can disperse dryness, and slow eating can entertain feelings. Drinking tea is fun! For the order

Spring tea is fat, autumn tea is thin, summer tea is thin and winter tea is thorough. Where there is good tea, it is convenient for people at the right time and place, and people and people must work hard to plant it first. Mao Feng has a strong will and a silver tongue; Longjing is lofty and light yellow in color. Tieguanyin, commonly known as Tieguanyin; The quality is like iron, and the hibiscus sand is green. Biluochun, hair all over the body; Copper wire strips, one tender and three fresh, are difficult to adjust. The soup is bright and strong, and washing your eyes with tea can improve your eyesight; It tastes high in ethylene glycol. The tea in the pillow can soothe the nerves. Get the effect of treating tea! The fragrance is rich and transpiration, and the rhyme of reincarnation can be enjoyed between clouds and teeth. Have to listen to the beauty of tea! Tightness of view, fragrance of leaves, longevity of products, ups and downs. You must enjoy this tea! Of these three, a gentleman gets his place by playing with tea.

Mei has bones, bamboo and joints. Water can talk and tea can talk. There are thousands of kinds of tea, which are in harmony with everything; Juice contains a hundred flavors, which means vicissitudes of life. Sweet tea is hospitable, mellow and affectionate, and its metaphor is clear and strong. Turbid water drives people away, taste is light, friendship is light, and shade is better than intimacy. What's so wonderful about chewing wax? In other words, if you don't appreciate beauty and make friends with gentlemen, you will get a goddess, vent your desires, and be sincere in human nature.

Stir-fried green tea and steamed black tea; White tea basks in the sun, yellow tea is boring. Tenderness determines quality and morphological observation. Color testing technology, evaluation of whole broken ginseng. The leaves are the same color, fried, steamed and stuffy, and the green tea is fresh and thick, washing away all troubles in ancient and modern times. The quality of half a plant, kneading, cutting, twisting and baking, and the sweetness of black tea are just like the world understands people. Song: the south is beautiful and very good; Hills and mountains are green, rocks and valleys are new; Enter the store to seek the market and visit the name; Every family is prosperous, but a thousand dollars is hard to buy. The soup is fat and colorful, with even light and red. Healthy jade liquid, soul drink.

Over the mountains

Bad words wake up the ears, and people are tired of listening; Bitter medicine is good for illness, but the tongue dares not taste it. Bitter, smelly and fishy things, although livestock don't think they are food yet, what about people? Hui loves her lover because of her beauty, and her sex is the same as that of weeds, but the situation is different, and the same is true. Tea is a grand event, and people are honored; Flowers are decorated in the bright hall and are favored by incense. Things are graded according to the available size; People give priority to their interests, but decide how close they are. This secular law, unknown sorrow? The joy of the people?