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Drinking tea and listening to rain poems
1. Poems about listening to the rain 1, * * * Sleep for a while and listen to the autumn rain, which is small and light and cold.

Zhu Yizun's "Rethinking the Past" in Qing Dynasty.

Thinking about the past and thinking about the future, crossing the river, the green moth overlooks the mountain. * * * Sleep for Agger to listen to the autumn rain, and the small basket is light and cold.

Explanation:

Recalling the past, by the river, beautiful people and beautiful distant mountains are reflected in the river. We are in the same boat * * * listening to the falling rain, we live alone, thin bamboo mats, silently enduring the cold.

2. The night rain falls on the plane leaves, and the leaves are leaving.

From Zhou Zizhi in the Song Dynasty, "Partridge Sky, a little redness is gone"

When a little residual red is about to run out. The screen is full of cool autumn air. It was raining on the plane leaves in the middle of the night, and the leaves were leaving.

Adjust the treasure, dial the gold. At that time, they sang partridge words together. It's windy and rainy now, and I cry when I can't hear the song clearly.

Explanation:

I kept a residual lamp alone. The lamp is about to burn out. It was cold at first, and autumn was full of curtains and silver screens. In the middle of the night, raindrops are scattered all over the buttonwood, and every leaf and every sound is a sad sound of parting. At that time, she and I were teasing each other, stirring the warm fragrance of the submerged water in the furnace, and singing "Partridge Ci" in chorus. How happy we are. Now, lonely in this west building, on this stormy night, it's hard to stop crying if you don't hear this song clearly.

3. Teenagers are listening to rain songs upstairs. The red candle is weak.

From Jie Jiang's Little Beauty Listening to the Rain in the Song Dynasty.

Teenagers listen to the rain and sing upstairs. The red candle is weak. Listening to the rain on the boat in the prime of life. The river is wide and the clouds are low, and the broken geese are called the west wind.

Now listen to the rain monk Lu. The temple is full of stars. Sorrow and joy are always ruthless. Before the next step, drop by drop until dawn.

Explanation:

When I was young, I listened to the rain on the rostrum, lit red candles, and in the dim light, there were lights in my account. Middle-aged people, on a boat in a foreign country, are watching the drizzle, the vast river, the water and the sky, the west wind, and a lonely goose that has lost its flock moans.

Nowadays, when people are old, their temples are gray and they listen to the drizzle alone under the monk's house. It always seems so heartless to think of the joys and sorrows of the world. In that case, why sigh with emotion? Let the rain outside the window drop by drop on the steps until dawn.

4, lying at night listening to the wind and rain, iron horse glacier dream.

From Lu You's Two Storms on November 4th in the Song Dynasty. The second part "

I lay sprawled in my lonely country, not feeling sad about my situation, but thinking about defending the frontier of the country.

The night will be over, I lie in bed listening to the sound of wind and rain, in a daze in my dream, riding an armored horse across the frozen river to the northern battlefield.

Explanation:

I lay flat in the lonely and desolate country, not feeling sorry for my situation, but thinking about defending the country. As the night drew to a close, I lay in bed and heard the sound of wind and rain. I dreamt in a daze that I rode an armored war horse across the frozen river to the northern battlefield.

5, the small building listens to the spring rain all night, and the deep alley sells apricot flowers.

From Song Luyou's The Beginning of Spring Rain in Lin 'an

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.

Explanation:

Nowadays, this situation is as vague 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, tomorrow morning, someone will sell apricot flowers in a deep alley. Spread out a small piece of paper, leisurely scribble cursive script, and carefully boil water to make tea and skim the foam in front of the window at the beginning of light rain, and taste famous tea. Don't sigh that the dust in Kyoto will stain the white clothes, and there is still time to return to my hometown by Yinshanjing Lake during the Qingming Festival.

2. Poetry and tea on rainy days 1, living in the suburbs is the thing.

Tangjiadao

If you live in this garden for a long time, you won't feel at home.

Ye Shu ran wild and cooked Hu tea on the roof.

After the rain, every heron is walking, and the frog sounds deeper.

Naturally, I still went in, mostly because I love smog.

2. "Tea for one person"

Tea is clear, life is light.

On a lonely rainy day

Make a cup of tea

Sitting alone by the window

Look at the falling leaves.

Listen to the sound of rain beating on the window lattice.

Tea mist in a teacup

With a faint aftertaste.

Bitter taste of tea

Think about your heart.

Life is light, tea is clear.

Drinking is a state of mind.

Taste is mood.

Feel the body and mind purified.

ordinary

Filter out impetuousness

Sedimentation and deep thought.

Drinking tea is a kind of mood.

Want to talk and rest in silence.

Sadness that wants to laugh and stop.

Tea is clear, life is light.

Sit in sb's room

Watching the tea roll up and down.

It also breeds many emotions.

Tea needs boiled water to be fragrant.

Life has to be tempered.

calm

be terribly/emotionally upset

Can't taste the fragrance of life

Look at the tea in the transparent cup.

changeful

Trying to find

Have the best.

balance point

Listen to the rain outside the window.

There is fragrant tea in the room.

Chaxiang Wu Man

Tea changes from strong to weak.

Experience it slowly in the bitter fragrance

Life is like tea.

3. What poems describe drinking tea in rainy days? People call flowers good, and I call tea king.

A cup of pure heart will leave the fragrance in the dream. (Tea slips) Every year, tea is new, so old friends are old.

A good friend is like tea, but a good poem is precious. (Tea and books) The study is my home, and tea is prepared at home.

Tea tastes like a book, so it smells good. Good wine must be shared, and whimsy is solitary.

Good tea is suitable for drinking, and the scenery reflects the cup. There is a lot of silk in the sky above the avenue, which is as delicate and moist as butter. The grass is vaguely connected in the distance, but it looks sparse in the near future.

This is the most beautiful season of the year, far better than the late spring of the green willow. Tang Hanyu presented eighteen members of Zhang Shui Department in early spring. After the rain, the lotus flowers were full of fragrance, and the pumpkin was cold and snowy.

The Song Dynasty's Poems of Remembering the King received the summer heat, and the new rain brought autumn haze. After the rain, the lotus flowers are full of fragrance, and the pumpkin is cold and snowy.

Song, Li Chongyuan's "Memories of the King" is cold in the wind. Tang Li Bai's "Appreciating Jade when Feeling Rain" Su Yu came to rest, and the empty mountains were clear in autumn.

The frost garden of Tang Liduan's Walking in Maoling Mountain with Wei and Jin Dynasties is full of green rain paths and many red leaves. Tang Bai Juyi's Sima Zhai is as light as a dream, and the rain is as fine as sorrow.

Guan's "Huanxisha Momo Light Cold Building".

4. What are some beautiful sentences for drinking tea in rainy days? A cup of green 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 by the window alone, watch the fallen leaves and listen to the rain beating on the window lattice.

Listening to the rain outside the window, the house is full of fragrant tea.

Drinking tea in rainy days is a kind of emotional appeal, a silence that wants to talk and rest, and a sadness that wants to laugh until it stops.

You can enjoy any kind of tea on such a cool rainy day and in such a safe state of mind.

On rainy days, tasting green tea is gentle from color to taste, but it has lasting charm and is full of space for longing for the future and daydreaming.

Sitting alone at the window watching the rain, listening to the rain and drinking tea, it's so comfortable and reassuring.

The rainy days in Beijing moisten the casual mood, and tea is very suitable for this mood, and its fragrance is indifferent.

It began to rain in the evening. I looked at the tea in my hand and couldn't help feeling that there are mountains, water and nature in a cup of tea, and the true meaning of life is contained in it.

You can enjoy any kind of tea in such a cool rainy day and such a peaceful state of mind!

Looking around, the whole city is wet, making a cup of strong tea and remembering the time when I lived in the attic many years ago.

The rain outside the window hit the roof, and a chill came. I unconsciously picked up a cup of un-soaked Pu 'er tea at the table and took a sip. A warm current went straight to my heart.

Dripping, faint fragrance, bitter taste of tea, a state of mind.

Sitting in a person's room on a dark rainy day and watching the tea roll up and down will also breed a lot of emotions.

The rain beat on the window and picked up the teacup. I couldn't help but sigh: life is like tea, and only those who drink tea can appreciate its depth.

tea

Drinks made from the leaves or buds of tea trees originated in China, and also refer to the leaves of evergreen shrub tea trees that can be used to make tea, and drinks brewed with these leaves. Later, it was extended to all herbal teas brewed with plant flowers, leaves, seeds and roots, such as Tieguanyin. Tea, as a famous health drink, is the contribution of the people of southern China in ancient times to the food culture of China and the people of China to the food culture of the world.

5. The poem of drinking tea in rain is 1. [Yuan] Zhou Di's "Yushan Cottage" recalls why there is a female thatched cottage and there is Yushan in the border garden.

The love of the square bed is high, and it is sunny and rainy. I met Hongyan when she came, and wrote poems when loquat opened.

It is easy to die in the mountains, and the history of books is always unknown. Interpretation of vernacular reminds me where my daughter's thatched cottage is, and the Yushan area of Bijiang Garden.

The square bed is full of love, and the drizzle and tea smoke are clear during the day. When the beauty came, she met, and after the loquat opened, she wrote poems.

Old age is easy in the mountains, but reading makes people ignorant. 2, [Song] Jo Yeo-jeong's "Send to Chuanchuan" is a youthful lake and sea, which has been negative recently.

Today, I suddenly have to shoulder a heavy burden, and no one picks me up. Rain tea cooks ancient bamboo, and you get drunk in spring.

There is a saying written by Mao Ting, who was born in Pingfengzhou. Vernacular interpretation of juvenile lake and sea atmosphere, recently recited poetry names.

Now I'm running around suddenly, and no one warmly welcomes me. Rain tea cooks ancient bamboo, and you get drunk in spring.

There is a saying that a thatched pavilion was born in Pingfengzhou. 3, [Ming] Liao Kong said that "Two Records of Huai Kuang" heard that there are many quiet people, and the scenery of Shimen is close.

Apes are picked after spring tea and rain, birds before the wind at dusk. Broken arrow, the Chu guest, left a stone, while the monk broke his hat and hung a stone.

Yuan Gong went to the Han Palace, and he was disappointed to be the director of Xue Luo. The vernacular interpretation reports that the traffic is much calmer. What's the scenery like in Shimen recently?

In spring, monkeys pick seeds after tea rain, and birds pass by before eating the wind at night. The explosion in Zongchuk left a mess, and Wudi's monk hanged himself in Afghanistan wearing a broken straw hat.

Yuan Gong left the Han Palace, and he was disappointed to be a director. 4, [Song] Su Shi's "Yoshioka Fried Tea" running water must be cooked with live fire. Tang Renyun: Tea must be simmered and fried with live fire.

Deep and 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.

The tea rain has been stir-fried, and the wind suddenly makes a diarrhea sound. It is not easy to ban three bowls when heartbroken, but it takes longer to sit in several villages.

Vernacular interpretation of running water should also be flexible to boil. People in the Tang dynasty said: tea must be cooked with a small fire and fried with a big fire. Take clear water out of the fishing stone.

The full moon of the big ladle returns to the spring urn, and the small spoon enters the night bottle. The tea has been stir-fried, and the wind suddenly makes a diarrhea.

It is not easy to ban three bowls when you are hungry, because many deserted villages are longer. 5. [Song] Yang Wanli's "Pumice at Dawn Let the Ship Encounter Rain" sailed at dawn, and suddenly there was a cloud on his head.

In autumn, the river is full of tea and lotus leaves are angry. Listening to the beach from a distance, my heart is about to break, but looking at the waves at close range, my eyes are clear.

As night falls, the village water is getting dark. I never like the boat people's good voice. At dawn, the ship left, the ship was sailing, and suddenly a cloud was born overhead.

In autumn, the riverside is full of rain and tea, and the lotus leaves ring. The beach in the distance is noisy and heartbreaking, and the eyes of waves and war are clear.

At night, it was dark in front of the village, and I liked the voices of people on board.