Gui Dian Qiu Thinking of the Past by Zhu Yizun in Qing Dynasty.
Thinking about the past, crossing the river, the green moth looks down over the mountain. * * * Sleep for a ge to listen to the autumn rain, and the small basket is light and cold.
Interpretation:
Recalling the past, on the riverside, the beautiful images of beautiful people and beautiful distant mountains are reflected in the river. We are in the same boat * * * listening to the dripping rain, and we live alone, with thin bamboo mats and silently enduring the cold.
2. It's raining at night on the plane leaves, and the sound of the leaves is parting.
From Zhou Zizhi in Song Dynasty's "Partridge Sky, When a Little Redness is Gone"
When a little residual red is about to run out. The screen is full of cool autumn air. It's raining in the middle of the night on the plane leaves, and the sound of the leaves is parting.
Adjust the treasure, dial the gold. At that time, they sang partridge words together. Nowadays, it's windy and rainy, and I cry when I don't hear the song clearly.
Interpretation:
I kept a remnant lamp alone. The lamp was about to burn out. It was cold at first, and autumn filled the curtains and the silver screen. In the middle of the night, the raindrops were sprinkled with phoenix trees, and every leaf and sound were all sad sounds of parting. At that time, she and I teased Baose relatively, stirred the warm fragrance of submerged water in the furnace, and sang "Partridge Ci" in unison. How happy we were. Now, lonely in this west building, in this stormy night, it's hard to stop crying if you don't hear the song clearly.
3. Teenagers listen to the rain songs upstairs. The red candle is faint.
From Jie Jiang's "Young Beauty Listening to the Rain" in Song Dynasty.
Teenagers listen to the rain and sing upstairs. The red candle is faint. Listening to the rain in 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 temples are full of stars. Sorrow and joy are always ruthless. Before the next step, drop by drop until dawn.
Interpretation:
When I was young, I listened to the rain on the rostrum, red candles were lit, and the account was light in the dim light. Middle-aged people, in a boat in a foreign country, watch the drizzle, the vast river, the water and the sky, and the west wind, a lonely goose that has lost its flock wails.
Nowadays, when people are in their twilight years, 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 in front of the steps until dawn.
4, lying in the night listening to the wind and rain, the iron horse glacier dreams.
From Lu You in Song Dynasty, "Two Storms on November 4th. Part Two"
I lay stretched out in my lonely lonely country, not sad for my own situation, and thinking of defending the frontiers of the country.
The night will be done, I lie in bed to hear the sound of the wind and rain, daze in a dream, riding on the armored horses across the frozen rivers to the northern battlefield.
Interpretation:
I lay upright in the lonely and desolate countryside, not feeling sad about my situation, but thinking about defending the frontier for my country. As the night was drawing to a close, I was lying in bed and heard the sound of the wind and rain. I dreamt in a daze that I was riding a war horse in armor and crossing the frozen river to the northern battlefield.
5, the small building listens to the spring rain all night, and the deep lane sells apricot flowers in the Ming Dynasty.
From Lu You in Song Dynasty, "Lin 'an Spring Rain at the Beginning"
In recent years, officials interested in a thin layer of gauze, who let me ride to Kyoto to visit the bustling city? Live in the small building listen to the spring rain Pattering, early in the morning will hear the alley deep in a voice selling apricot.
Roll out the small piece of paper leisurely obliquely, every word is organized, the sun window carefully boiled water, tea, skim, try to taste the famous tea. Oh, do not sigh that the dust of Kyoto will dirty white clothes, and still in time to return to the mirror of the lake ubac home.
Interpretation:
Nowadays, the situation is as faint as a veil. Who let me come to Kyoto by horse to pollute the prosperity? 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 and leisurely write cursive script obliquely, and carefully boil water, make tea and skim the foam at the window of Xiaoyu Chu Qing, and try the famous tea. Don't sigh that the dust in Kyoto will stain the white clothes, and there is still time to return to the old home in Shanyin by the Mirror Lake during the Qingming Festival.
2. Poems on rainy days and tea 1, living in the suburbs is the thing.
Don Jia Dao
If you have lived in this garden for a long time, you will not feel at home.
Ye Shu spreads wild ideas and cooks Hu tea on the eaves.
After the rain, every heron walks, and the frog is heard deeper.
Naturally, I still go in, mostly loving the haze.
2. "Tea for One"
Tea is clear and life is light.
On a lonely rainy day
Make a cup of tea
Sitting alone by the window
Watch the fallen leaves fall.
Listen to the rain beating on the window lattice.
Tea mist in the cup
With a faint aftertaste.
Bitter taste of tea
Think about one's own heart
Life is light and tea is clear.
Drinking is a state of mind.
The taste is the mood.
Feel purified physically and mentally.
common
Filter out impetuousness
Precipitated and thought deeply.
Drinking tea is an emotional appeal.
The silence of wanting to talk and rest.
Sadness that wants to laugh and stop.
Tea is clear and life is light.
Sitting in a person's room
Watch the tea roll up and down.
It also breeds a lot of emotions.
Tea needs boiling water to make it fragrant.
Life has to go through tempering.
To be calm
Upset and down
Can't taste the fragrance of life
Looking at the tea in the transparent cup
changeable
Trying to find
Own the best.
balance point
Listen to the rain outside the window.
There is fragrant tea in the room.
Cha Xiang man Wu
Tea changes from strong to weak.
Slowly realize in bitter fragrance
Life is like tea.
3. What are the poems describing drinking tea when it rains? People call flowers good, and I call tea the king.
A cup of clear heart will keep the fragrance in your dreams. (Tea Jane) Every year, tea is new, and the old friends will be old.
A good friend likes tea, but a good poem is kind and precious alone. (Tea and Books) The study is my home, and tea is prepared at home.
Tea tastes like books, so it smells good. Good wine must be drunk together, and whimsy is alone.
Good tea is suitable for drinking, and the scene reflects the cup. There are many silk in the sky above the main avenue, it is like the butter - like fine and moist, the overlook grass is vaguely connected, but it appears to be sparse in close range.
This is the most beautiful season of the year, far more than the late spring of green willows. Tang Hanyu's "Early Spring Presents Zhang Eighteen Members of the Ministry of Water Affairs" After the rain, the lotus flowers are full of fragrance, and the Shen Li pumpkin is cold and snowy.
Song and Li Zhongyuan's "Memories of Wang Sunxia Ci" collected the summer heat, and the new rain brought autumn haze. Tang Cen Can's "Water Pavilion Send Huayin Wang Shaofu to the County" After the rain, the lotus flowers are full of fragrance, and the Shen Li Pumpkin is cold and snowy.
Song, Li Chongyuan's "Memories of Wang Sunxia Ci" is cold in Qiu Lai and cool in wind. Tang Li Bai's "Reward Pei Shi Yu when he feels the rain" Su Yu came to rest, and the empty mountains were clear in autumn.
Tang Li Duan's "Walking in Maoling Mountain with Weijin Department" is full of green rain paths and many red leaves in the frost garden. Tang Bai Juyi's "Sima Zhai" is as light as a dream, and the endless rain is as fine as sorrow.
Song Qin Guan's "Huanxisha, Mo Mo, Light and Cold on the Small Building".
4. What are the beautiful sentences of drinking tea in rainy days? A cup of green tea and a drizzle seem pleasant to pass the afternoon.
On a lonely rainy day, make a cup of tea, sit alone in front of the window, watch the falling leaves and listen to the rain beating on the window lattice.
Listening to the rain outside the window, the house is full of fragrant teas and tea.
Drinking tea in rainy days is a kind of emotional appeal, silence that wants to talk and rest, and sadness that wants to laugh and stop.
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 very gentle from color to taste, but it has a lasting charm and is full of space for longing and daydreaming about the future.
Sitting alone in front of the window watching the rain, listening to the rain and drinking tea is so comfortable and so reassuring.
The rainy days in Beijing moisten the casual mood, and the tea is in line with this mood, fragrant and indifferent.
It began to rain in the evening, and when I looked at the tea in my hand, I couldn't help feeling: in a cup of tea, there are mountains, water and nature, 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, remembering the time when I lived in the attic many years ago.
The raindrops pattering by the window hit the roof, and a chill came. I unconsciously picked up a cup of uncooled Pu 'er tea at the table and took a sip, and a warm current went straight into my heart.
It's drizzling, with a faint fragrance, bitter taste of tea, and a state of mind.
On a dark rainy day, sitting in a person's room 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, and I couldn't help but sigh: Life is like tea, and only those who drink tea can understand its shades.
tea
Drinks made from leaves or buds of tea plants, which originated in China, also refer to leaves of evergreen shrub tea trees that can be used for making 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 China's food culture, and also the contribution of the people of China to the world's food culture.
5. The poem of drinking tea when it rains 1, [Yuan] Zhou Di's "Yushan Caotang" recalls why the women's thatched cottage is there, and the jade mountain is in the border garden.
The square bed is high in love, and the drizzle is clear in the day and late in the day. Hongyan met when she came, and loquat wrote poems after it opened.
It is easy to die in the mountains, and books and history are always unknown. Vernacular interpretation reminds me of where my daughter's thatched cottage is, the Yushan area in Bijiang Garden.
The square bed is full of love, and the drizzle, tea and smoke are clear and slow during the day. Hongyan once met when she came, and wrote poems after loquat opened.
It is easy to get old in the mountains, and reading makes people never know. 2, [Song] Zhao Ruzhen's "Sending Qizhong to Chuanchuan" is a youthful lake and sea, and it is recently negative.
Today, I suddenly have to take the burden, and no one has to meet me. Rain tea cooks Gu Zhu, and spring is drunk.
There is a saying written by Mao Ting, born in Pingfengzhou. Vernacular interpretation of juvenile lake and sea atmosphere, and recently recited poetry names.
Now suddenly rush about, who is not a warm welcome. Rain tea cooks Gu Zhu, and spring is drunk.
There is a saying that a thatched pavilion is born in Pingfengzhou. 3, [Ming] Liao Kong said that "Two Poems of Huaikuanglu" heard that there are many quiet people, and the scenery of Shimen is close.
Apes are plucked after the rain in spring tea, and birds pass before the wind in the evening. The Chu guest broke the sword and left the stone, while the Wu monk broke the hat and hung the rock.
Yuan Gong has gone to Han Gong, and he is disappointed to be the director of Xue Luo. The vernacular interpretation report says that the traffic is much calmer, and how is the scenery in Shimen recently?
In spring, monkeys pick their seeds after tea rain, and birds pass before eating the wind at night. Zong Chuke's explosion left a stream of stones, and monks in Wudi were hanging in Afghanistan wearing a broken straw hat.
Yuangong has left Hangong, and he is disappointed to be the director. 4, [Song] Su Shi's "Ji Jiang Jian Cha" running water must still be cooked with live fire. Tang Renyun: Tea must be simmered and fried with live fire.
Take the deep and clear from the fishing stone. The big ladle stores the moon in the spring urn, and the small ladle divides the river into the night bottle.
The tea rain has turned over and fried, and the wind suddenly makes a diarrhea sound. It is not easy to ban three bowls when you are heartbroken, and it is longer to sit in a few villages.
Vernacular interpretation running water must also be boiled flexibly. People in the Tang Dynasty said: Tea must be boiled with small fire and fried with live fire. Take the deep clear from the fishing stone.
The big ladle returns to the spring urn when the moon is full, and the small spoon goes into the night bottle. The tea has turned over and fried, and the wind suddenly makes a diarrhea sound.
Hungry is not easy to ban three bowls, because the length of many decadence is longer. 5, [Song] Yang Wanli's "Pumice Clear Dawn Let the Boat Meet Rain" sailed at dawn, and suddenly there was a cloud on his head.
In autumn, the rain in the river is full of tea, and the lotus leaves are ringing in anger. Far from listening to the beach, my heart is about to break, but close to watching the waves, my eyes are clear.
When the night comes, the village water grows dark, and I never like the boat people's good voice. At dawn, the boat was opened and the boat was sailing, and suddenly a cloud was born overhead.
In autumn, the rain in the river is full of tea, and the lotus leaves are ringing at the fire point. The distant beach is noisy and heartbroken, and the eyes of the waves and wars are clear.
At night, it's dark in front of the village, and I like the sound of people on board very much.