Poetry about green tea 1. Ancient poems about green tea

Tea Poetry

1, the new tea has been baked, and the old shelf is worrying. In the swirl, new smoke came out and shouted at the cold wood. -Gu Kuang's "Baked Tea Dock"

2. Xiangquan took a sip of milk and boiled it for Julian. 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. -Pi Rixiu's Tea in Tea, brew tea

3, spring fireworks and white clouds, 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. -Ling Yi's "Drinking Tea with Yuan Jushi Qingshantan"

4, do not envy the gold base, do not envy the white jade cup, do not envy the people, do not envy the people, do not envy the Xijiang River, once went to Jingling City. -Lu Yu's "Six Envy Songs"

5, Jiuri Mountain Zen Temple, Dongli Chrysanthemum Yellow. Laity is full of wine, who can help tea? -Jiao Ran's Nine Days and Luyu Tea

2. Write poems about green tea

Write a suggestion to send Lutong new tea to sleep at night, and the army will knock on the door to surprise Duke Zhou.

Word-of-mouth suggests sending letters, and white silk seals three letters obliquely. I opened my mouth and saw the suggestion. I read 300 articles about the Moon Group.

I heard that the new year has entered the mountains, and the stinging insects have stirred up the spring breeze. The son of heaven must taste Yangxian tea, and the grass plants dare not open first.

Renfeng produces dark pearl buds, and then spring produces golden buds. Picking fresh, baking, sealing and packaging are perfect but not extravagant.

In addition to the supreme princes, why go to the mountain clan? Chai Men is anti-vulgar, and the shamao faucet blows itself up and eats itself. Yun Lan led the wind to blow constantly, and white flowers floated on the surface.

A bowl of throat kiss moistens. Two bowls of broken loneliness.

Three bowls of heartbroken, only five thousand words. Four bowls of light sweat, all the grievances in life are scattered into the pores.

Five bowls without tendons and bones. Six bowls of faeries.

I can't eat seven bowls, but I feel the wind blowing under my arm. Penglai Mountain, where is it? Yuchuanzi wants to ride this cool breeze home.

Immortals descended from the mountains, occupying a lofty position and being isolated from wind and rain. Ann learned that tens of billions of lives fell off the cliff and were in great pain.

I asked the whole people for advice, and how did I get along in the end? .

3. Tea-scented poems

Qin Tea [Tang Dynasty] Bai Juyi was willful all his life in the pack movement.

Abandoning the official position is more drunk in spring, and it is more leisure when you are old without reading. You can only smell the water in the harp, and the old tea is Mengshan.

The traffic difference will last for a long time. Who says I have nothing to return today? An old friend sent tea [Tang] to Jiuhua Camp outside the sword and inscribed 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 frying tea [Tang] for a month, thinking about spring sleep, thinking about tigers and running springs slowly. Shu tea was crushed by a cloud monk, and three or four withered pine branches picked it up by themselves.

Baked Tea Dock [Tang] Gu Kuang's new tea has been baked, and the old shelf is worrying. In the swirl, new smoke came out and shouted at the cold wood.

On the 9th, I had tea with Lu Yu [Tang]. Jiao Ran Jiuri Mountain Buddhist Temple, East Chrysanthemum Yellow. Laity is full of wine, who can help tea?

Watching friends send scented tea in the Spring Festival Evening [Tang] Li Ying blew scented tea in the east wind yesterday and woke up a cup of tea in the Spring Festival Evening. 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 Qingshan Lake tea with Yuan Jushi [Tang] Ling-spring fireworks and white clouds, 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.

Since my younger brother Scheeren's Tea Party [Tang], Liu Jian has asked to pay tribute to Wu Ci, and winning the prize is very interesting. 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.

Tea tasting [Tang] Liu Yuxi gave birth to Fang Congying's bud and sent it to Chen Xian's home. There is Xiangjiang River Moon tonight, reflecting a bowl of flowers.

Dayun Temple Tea Poems [Tang Dynasty] Lv Yan Yu Rui was a 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 is full of miscellaneous songs. Boiling tea [Tang] Pi Rixiu 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.

Tea Banquet with Qian Qi forgot to talk about purple tea under the bamboo, and all the guests were drunk. The heart of dust is hard to enjoy, and the cicada tree is inclined.

Tea poem [Tang] Zheng Yu is tender and fragrant, and has spirituality. I call it Cao Ying. Night mortar smoke rammer, cold stove cooking snow.

Just worry about the blue powder and taste the green peanuts. Tea in the Gorge [Tang] Zheng Xin welcomes the dew, and Xiaojiangyuan cooks it on 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. Living in summer [Tang] fell ill, became less popular, and lived in seclusion for another year.

The medicine is combined in the morning and evening, and the tea is fried. Grass grows fine and comes to the ground, and insects fly late the day after tomorrow.

At this time, the dream is still far away, and I don't feel like going to the other side of the mountain. The title mountain house [Tang] sweeps leaves, cooks tea and picks leaves, and the heart is idle and dreamless, and the night window is empty.

It's late for Guangwuborn, but Yan Jun likes fishing. Living in the suburbs is the thing [Tang] Jia Dao has lived in this garden for a long time, but he is not 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. That is, Li Shangyin [Tang] is frying tea noodles in Quchi, and the white-bearded Taoist plays bamboo chess.

Who wrote a book to break the banana fan and remember when the trees were moved in the Southern Tang Dynasty? That is [Tang] Bai Juyi sat watching the moon at night. He slept all day.

The room is fragrant, the cage is warm and baked. The crane pecks at the new sun, and the chicken perches at dusk.

Look at the wine, lean on the staff in front of the pool. Li Xianyong, who had never met his friends, ran to your house as soon as he had no good friends.

Empty mask a pretty Chu, see what temple flowers. Short boys should hold sticks and young girls should learn to hold tea.

Drop the topic, the moss steps and shadows are oblique. Appreciating Li Jushi's Xichuan [Tang] Wang Wei's farmhouse really goes, and the public will follow the agriculture.

It's a lotus, but it won't turn into a willow. The pine niche is wrapped in Tibetan medicine, and the stone lip is safe and mortar.

Heard when * * * know, that can not join hands. Enjoy Lotte's leisure, see and send [Tang] Liu Yuxi sleeps in the sun and will be idle to the earth.

Poetry and tea help cool, and medicinal liquor can publicize. The wind breaks the bamboo, and the bottom of the pool is exposed.

At that time, I didn't live in seclusion, so I owed money to buy a mountain. Self-report [Tang] Yuan Ying introduced Bi Yilang and Jiang Yan to sleep in separate beds.

The son of heaven took the exam under the curtain, and the palace man had tea soup in his hand. Occasionally, in the snow, the tea in Zhenggu Monastery was wet, and the wine in the song brothel was light.

When the river came to Kanhua in the evening, the fisherman came back with a clean coat.

4. Tea culture poems

1, there is no reason to hold a bowl to send tea guests. -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.

5. Beautiful sentences for a cup of tea

1, Millennium tea culture, spread from ancient times to modern times! Small green tip, a cup of green tea is refreshing when it meets aquatic leaves. The world will be happy only in a cup of green tea.

2. A cup of rich and mellow tea will always fade away, and an unforgettable feeling will always fade away with the passage of light.

3, the number of tea on the back of the monk is from the spring, and the bamboo reflects the spring. Now I shake off my clothes for the guests and pick out the beak from the fragrant bushes.

The tea in the cup floats because of water, and the tea in the cup is fragrant because of water. When the fragrance disappears, the tea gets cold.

Life is like that bowl of tea, it starts to be dry and bitter, and the aroma overflows after brewing. After years of ups and downs, it finally becomes calm and peaceful.

6. Look at the world of mortals coldly and spend the spring and autumn with tea.

7, both ends are roads, eat a cup of food.

6. What are the special poems about tea tasting?

1 Lu Tong, whose real name is Yuchuanzi, is fond of tea, and is honored as Cha Sheng by later generations. His "Writing a Pen to Thank Meng for Persuading to Send New Tea", that is, "Tea Song", is an impromptu work after he tasted the new tea sent by his friends. It is a famous seven-character ancient poem about tea: when the sun is high and the sleep is strong, the army will knock on the door to surprise the Duke of Zhou.

Word-of-mouth suggests sending letters, and white silk seals three letters obliquely. I opened my mouth and saw the suggestion. I read 300 articles about the Moon Group.

I heard that the new year has entered the mountains, and the stinging insects have stirred up the spring breeze. The son of heaven must taste Yangxian tea, and the grass plants dare not open first.

Renfeng produces dark pearl buds, and then spring produces golden buds. Picking fresh, baking, sealing and packaging are perfect but not extravagant.

In addition to the supreme princes, why go to the mountain clan? Chai Men is anti-vulgar, and the halter of the gauze hat is self-fried and self-eaten. Yun Lan led the wind to blow constantly, and white flowers floated on the surface.

One bowl moistens the throat, and the other 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. Penglai Mountain, where is it? Yuchuanzi wants to ride this cool breeze home.

Immortals descended from the mountains, occupying a lofty position and being isolated from the wind and rain. Ann learned that tens of billions of lives fell off the cliff and were in great pain.

I asked the whole people for advice, but must I have a rest in the end? This poem is also called seven bowls of tea poem. It described the benefits of drinking tea with Shen Yi's pen and ink, which amazed the world.

The poem describes the poet closing Chai Men and enjoying tea alone. The tea soup is bright and clear, and the essence floats on the bowl surface. Hot air like blue clouds is curled up and can't be blown away.

Hardly had the poet drunk a bowl when he felt his throat was wet and thirsty. After two bowls, the loneliness in the chest disappears; After three bowls, the spirit multiplied, full of words; After drinking four bowls, I was sweating all over; Unhappy things in life spread out with my pores; After drinking the fifth bowl, I feel very relaxed and comfortable. Drinking the sixth bowl is like entering a fairyland; I can't drink the seventh bowl any more. At this moment, I only feel that the two glues give birth to a cool breeze, and I am on cloud nine. "Penglai Mountain, where is it?" The poet will ride away in this breeze! Beautiful poems and elegant thoughts are deeply loved by scholars of all ages. Poets compare tea cakes to the moon, so later poems repeatedly imitate its meaning.

For example, Su Wu's "take a small group of the sky and the moon alone and want to be the second spring in the world." "The bright moon comes to vote for Yuchuanzi, and the breeze blows Wu Linchun."

In particular, the phrase "only two breezes are born" is especially quoted by scholars. May Yao Chen "also wants to have two breezes to teach him to blow away the moon." Lutong's nickname is Yuchuanzi, so it is talked about by people.

Chen Jiru "The sun and the moon in the mountains try new springs, and your predecessor Lao Yuchuan." While describing the benefits of drinking tea, Seven Bowls of Tea Poems subtly satirizes the arrogance of the emperor who does whatever he wants by virtue of his prominent power: "The emperor wants to taste Yangxian tea, and all the herbs bloom first", which not only shows the season of tea picking and tribute (before bloom), but also implies the arrogance of the emperor.

Miracle's Twelve Rhymes of Chanting Tea is a beautiful five-character poem. Let a hundred herbs be the spirit, and work 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.

Mr. Lu was wonderful when he asked to practice the law. Miracle's name is Desheng and his surname is Hu. He is from Yiyang. He became a monk in David Tongqing Temple, lived in Lindong, Heng Yue, and was named Shaman in Heng Yue. There are twelve pairs of this five-character tea poem.

The first two couplets first introduce the characteristics of Baicao Spiritual Tea, and the last ten couplets describe a series of tea events such as tea growth, picking, tribute, efficacy, cooking and giving. Linguistic antithesis is necessary. Except for the first and last two couplets, the antithesis of the upper and lower sentences of each couplet is very neat, which reflects the orderly beauty of language. 3 Tang Dynasty poet Yuan Zhen's Baota poem "One-character to Seven-character Tea Poetry" tea.

Fragrant leaves and buds. Poets love monks.

Polishing and carving white jade and Luo Zhihong yarn. Stir-fry the yellow core color and turn the bowl into dust.

Invite the bright moon after night, and light the morning glow before morning. Wash away the tireless efforts of ancient and modern people, get drunk and rest, how can you brag?

This is an interesting poem. In the description, it has a touching fragrance: fragrant leaves, clear form: buds, curved dust flowers, vivid colors: "white jade grinding carving, Luo Zhihong yarn. Stir-fried yellow core color "; Drinking tea should be accompanied by the bright moon after night and the sunrise before morning. Living like a fairy can be described as "sleeping with tea and rice, watching the flowing water and sitting in Yun Qi" ("Stupid Man"); And tea can wash away the unremitting efforts of ancient and modern people, and what a wonderful use.

With regard to tea picking, let's take a look at Liu Yuxi's Song of Tea Tasting in Xishan Lan Ruo in the Tang Dynasty (excerpt): the monks count tea on the back eaves, and the bamboo reflects the spring to draw new velvet. Now I shake off my clothes for the guests and pick out the beak from the fragrant bushes.

In the early morning of late spring, the morning breeze on the mountain is clear, and the dew is still there. Picking eagle-billed buds from the green tea bushes behind the mountain temple makes people feel the dreamy fragrance and elegance of the dew. Cooking and frying tea requires a clean tea set, 5 "Plain porcelain is laid in a quiet night, and the fragrance is full of leisure" (Shi Xiu's "Five Words and Moonlit Tea Couplet"), 6 "Cleverly gouge out the bright moon and dye the spring water, gently spin the thin ice to fill it" (Yin's "Tea Lamp"); Pay attention to frying tea with light and clear water, using spring water, river water, and even using scattered snow and plum blossoms to snow. Gao Qing e once wrote in the book of tea classics: 7 "Boil Chun Xue with pottery and make light-scented ancient porcelain.

After cleaning the window and dividing milk (dividing milk is making tea), when guests come on cold nights "; It is even more necessary for water to boil moderately: at 8 ",the crab's eyes splash and at first glance the scales rise. "Doubt brings rain, and cakes are afraid of green smoke" (Tang Piri Xiu's "Boiling Tea"), so the process of boiling tea is unique. Among them, Su Shi's nine poems "Fried Tea in the River" in the Song Dynasty describe the scene in detail, and are also vivid and enjoyable, which is quite unique: running water needs to be cooked with live fire, and the fish and stones are clear.

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. What unfolds in front of us is such a picture: on a cold night, the poet went to the river to fetch water alone, and there was no one by the river. It was a scene of "there is no dust on the river, and the moon is lonely in the sky".

Step on the fishing stone, scoop water with a ladle, and the moon shadow will follow; Little spoon.