Source: Liu Yueqing and poetry
The valley rain is cold, the tea smoke is rising, and it is the time of peony.
This is the opening sentence of the Song Dynasty poet Chen Yunping in the poem "Over the Qin Tower". The poems not only write the artistic conception of spring very vividly, but also integrate the customs of the rainy season into it.
As the last solar term of spring, the most popular custom in the valley rain season is to drink tea and appreciate peonies.
My hometown is a famous tea town - Enshi, Hubei, which is rich in selenium-rich tea. The "Enshi Yulu" produced by the Chinese people and Southeast Asia is deeply loved, and has been rated as one of the "Top Ten Famous Tea in China", and its traditional production skills have been listed in the "National Intangible Cultural Heritage List".
Every year before and after the valley rain, we also have the custom of picking "valley rain tea". At this time, the tea leaves, because of the abundant rain, the buds and leaves are more fat, the color is emerald green, and the taste is exceptionally clear after picking and processing.
In the rainy season, with the famous tea of my hometown, I share four ancient poems related to tea, so that we can feel the beautiful scenery of late spring in the fresh fragrance of tea, enjoy the elegant every day, and welcome the upcoming summer.
Xie Zhong sent tea
Tang Qi
Before the rain in the spring valley, and pick the fragrant smoke by hand.
It is difficult to be green and tender, and it is easy to be clear and late.
And recruit neighboring guests to try to cook Luohua Spring.
The land is far away and the labor is sent to each other, and there is no coming and the next year.
Qi Ji was a famous poet monk in the Tang Dynasty, grew up in the country of poetry, Qi Ji liked to write poetry at an early age, and his interest continued after becoming a monk. The experience of traveling abroad as an adult has further enriched his writing materials, and many of his famous works were written while traveling abroad.
This poem is a poem in which he thanked his friend, who sent him tea, and he thanked his friend for his gift of thousands of miles, and wrote this poem, which vividly described the scene of picking during the rain and the mood at the moment
In the valley of spring, the rain is like silk, gently falling on the emerald green shoots, as if to cover them with a thin veil of light. Gently stretched out his hand, trying to pluck the wisps of fragrant smoke, but found that these tender green leaf tips could not be filled even with a basket.
The breeze blows, with a faint fragrance, and it seems that even time has softened. If you want to invite the guests from the neighboring courtyard to taste the beauty of this spring, try to make a pot of fragrant tea with Luohua Spring. Although the distance is far away, the desire to send tea from afar can be reached. Time flies, time flies, and it is another year of flowers blooming and falling. Despite being thousands of miles apart, I can still feel the deep friendship.
Perhaps, this is the magic of spring, which fills everything with hope and expectation, and also makes our hearts softer and broader.
Taste the tea and send the monk Lingjiao
Song Lin
The two shots under Baiyun Peak are new, and the greasy green is long and the valley is rainy.
The quiet trial is like snow on the lake, and the taste and memory of the people in the river.
The bottle hanging gold powder master should have, and I cherish the gluten Qionghua.
After scratching his head at a while, he was willing to persuade Songse to make three rounds.
Lin Kui, known as Hejing, was a famous hidden poet of the Northern Song Dynasty. He did not marry in his life, took Mei as his "wife" and crane as his "son", and said "Mei wife and crane".
He not only loves Mei, but also travels around, footprints all over the Jianghuai region, and when he was in his forties, he settled in the lonely mountain of Hangzhou. Lonely mountain near the lake, the mountain is not high and beautiful. He planted plums around the house, planted trees in the mountains, and took plum planting as a pleasure. During this period, there was no shortage of friends who came to him to talk about poetry and poetry, and this poem was a poem between him and the monks using tea as a medium.
Under the Baiyun Peak, the green buds of the new tea have not yet been rolled up, and they are verdant and dripping. At this time, it is the rain in the valley, and it is the best season to pick tea. Brew a pot of tea quietly, and the white milk flowers are like the snow of the West Lake. Raising a glass of tea, I can't help but think of my friends who used to drink tea together.
The gold dust in the bottle shimmered with an alluring light, as if it was a gift from an immortal master, and it was extremely precious. Decorated with Qionghua flowers, like a little star, treasured in the heart. In this quiet place, talk and laugh together and enjoy the beauty of the world.
I am willing to drink with the green pine and persuade you to make three rounds. In the green mountains and green waters, spring is like a delicate picture. The tea leaves in the rainy season are fresh and tender, and the poet tastes the new tea from under the Baiyun Peak, as if he can feel the breath of spring, and thinks of friends from afar.
Nineteen songs of Yangxian Miscellaneous Songs, Mingpo
Don Lu Xisheng
On a rainy day in February, Banpo Fangming is fresh.
Spring sobering up and quenching thirst, cherish the new sprouts and pick and decoction.
The poet Lu Xisheng was born in the late Tang Dynasty. He was knowledgeable, good at writing poetry, in his early years of seclusion and did not enter the office, and later saw the smoke of the troubled times, he was called to be an official, and did the right glean, the history of the assassin, the head of the household and the prime minister. But in the end, because the DPRK and China were too corrupt, they chose to live in seclusion.
He became attached to the Buddha throughout his life and wrote some tranquil poems, such as the group of poems "Nineteen Miscellaneous Songs of Yang Xian". This poem about tea is a poem about tea, and it is written about the scene of the farmer picking tea and tasting tea in February.
In the rainy season of February, the spring rain is like silk, moistening every inch of land. Halfway up the mountainside, the tender green tea leaves are as crystal as jade, and the dew drops are dotted in between, making it even fresher.
Spring awakens the dormant vitality and also takes away the dullness and exhaustion of winter. In such a season, tasting a cup of new tea can not only relieve alcohol, but also quench thirst and refresh the mind.
Each sprout is a gift from nature, and when gently plucked and carefully fried, the fragrant flavor will reverberate between the lips and teeth for a long time.
Then cherish this gift from nature and feel the beauty and warmth of spring.
See the five songs of the Twenty Brothers' Advocacy and the Flower Character Manxing, one of them
Song Huang Tingjian
In March, the wind and rain wash a city of flowers.
I don't know how Dongguo Qingming wine is, how it is like rain tea in the West Window Valley.
Huang Tingjian is one of the famous "Four Scholars of Sumen" and the founder of the Jiangxi poetry school. He is not only a school of his own in poetry, but also a famous calligrapher, and later generations commented on him: "Huang Tingjian led the crane into the grass, strong and elegant, and the realm was new."
In his poems, the essentials of calligraphy are also integrated, and the scenery we see is like a swimming dragon, which is displayed in front of us heartily.
On the flowery March day, the falling flocculent and the gossamer dance together, like a spring elf. The wind and rain blow, and the flowers of a city stand proudly, blooming with the beauty of life.
At this moment, I can't help but imagine that the Qingming wine of Dongguo that I have just drunk is still mellow and fragrant, but it is still a little inferior to the fresh Guyu tea under the west window.
This is the poet's high praise for Gu Yucha. A cup of tea is the messenger of spring, and it is also a symbol of the light and noble hearts of literati and writers throughout the ages. It is related to the Buddha and poetry, so why not be the best in the world?
In this wonderful season, let us enjoy a cup of tea together, feel the beauty of life, and feel the gift of nature.