Original Compilation: Poetry Content Suitable for Tea Shops

1. Short Passages

Tang Lu Tong's "Seven Bowls of Tea Poem"

One bowl moistens throat and lips, Two bowls break solitary gloom.

Three bowls search the empty intestines, Only five thousand volumes of words.

Four bowls brings light sweat, All life's injustices scatter through pores.

Five bowls clears muscles and bones, Six bowls connects to immortals.

Seven bowls cannot be drunk, Only feeling a gentle breeze under the armpits.

"One to Seven Character Poem: Tea"

(Tang) Yuan Zhen

Tea.

Fragrant leaves, tender buds.

Admired by poets, loved by monks.

Carved white jade, woven red gauze.

Frying in a pot reveals yellow buds, swirling in a bowl creates dust flowers.

After night, invite the bright moon to accompany; before dawn, alone face the morning glow.

Washing away fatigue from all ages, who can boast after drunkenness?

Two Bowls of Tea

Tang. Bai Juyi

After a meal, a nap, then two bowls of tea upon waking;

Looking up at the sun's shadow, it has already tilted southwest;

Joyful people regret the short days, worried people dislike the long years;

Those without worries or joys, let life be long or short as it may.

Song of Six Sighs

Lu Yu

I do not envy golden wine vessels, nor white jade cups.

I do not envy entering the court in the morning, nor ascending the terrace at dusk.

I envy a thousand times the water of the Western River, which once flowed down to Jingling City.

Inscription of the Humble Room

Author: Liu Yuxi

A mountain need not be high; if there is an immortal, it becomes famous. Water need not be deep; if there is a dragon, it becomes spiritual. This is a humble room, but my virtue makes it fragrant. Moss marks climb the steps green, grass color enters the curtain blue. Laughing and talking with great scholars, no unlearned men come and go. I can play the plain zither and read the Golden Scriptures. No noisy music disturbs my ears, no official documents weary my body. Like Zhuge Liang's thatched hut in Nanyang, or Ziyun Pavilion in Western Shu. Confucius said: How can it be humble?

Invitation to Wine

Author: Li Bai

"Do you not see the Yellow River's waters come from heaven, rushing to the sea never to return? Do you not see in the bright mirror of the high hall, grieving over white hair, in the morning like black silk, by evening turning to snow? When life is joyful, one must enjoy fully; do not let the golden goblet face the moon empty. Heaven gave me talents; they must be used. A thousand gold pieces scattered will return again. Cook sheep and slaughter cattle for pleasure; one must drink three hundred cups at a time. Cen Fu, Dan Qiusheng, bring the wine, do not stop the cups."

Letter to Admonish My Son

[Author] Zhuge Liang

The conduct of a gentleman: cultivate oneself with tranquility, nurture virtue with frugality. Without indifference, one cannot clarify ambition; without serenity, one cannot achieve far-reaching goals. Learning requires tranquility; talent requires learning. Without learning, one cannot broaden ability; without ambition, one cannot complete learning. Indolence and negligence cannot inspire diligence; recklessness and impatience cannot cultivate character. Time flies with age, and will fades with days, eventually becoming withered and unconnected to the world, sadly guarding the poor hut, what is there to regret!

Short Song Style

[Author] Cao Cao

Facing wine, sing a song; how long is life? Like the morning dew, the past days are many and bitter. Melancholy and generous, worries are hard to forget. How to relieve worries? Only Du Kang. The blue collar of the students, my heart is long for them. But for your sake, I have pondered until now. The deer cry out, eating the wild apple. I have honored guests; I play the zither and blow the sheng. Bright as the moon, when can I grasp it? Worries come from within, unceasing. Crossing paths and fields, you have come to visit me. Meeting after long separation, remembering old favors. The moon is bright, stars are sparse; magpies fly south. Circling the tree three times, on which branch can they rest? The mountain never tires of height, the sea never tires of depth. The Duke of Zhou spat out his food, and all under heaven turned to him.

Viewing the Vast Sea

Author: Cao Cao

Eastward I climb Jieshi to view the vast sea. The water ripples, the mountain islands stand tall. Trees grow thick, grasses flourish. Autumn wind sighs, huge waves surge. The sun and moon's journey seems to come from within it. The Milky Way's brilliance seems to emerge from it. How fortunate! Let me sing to express my will.

1. Single Lines

Gentle breeze and harmonious

Purple air comes from the east

Tranquility and far-reaching

Great virtue carries all things

The sea embraces all rivers

Highest good is like water

Elegant room with orchid fragrance

Blessings, longevity, peace, and health

Heaven rewards the diligent

Harmony in the family brings prosperity

Blessings, wealth, longevity, joy, and fortune

Great virtue and broad benefit

The way of tea is the way of humanity

Tasting tea is like tasting life

Tea can intoxicate, why need wine?

Taste nature, enjoy the fragrance of tea

Life is like tea, tea is like life

Half a wall of mountain house awaits the bright moon, a cup of fine tea rewards a bosom friend. (Anonymous)

When spring comes in February and March, light a stone stove to test new tea. (Wei Shimin)

Reclining on clouds, singing virtues; facing rain, writing the "Tea Classic". (Zhan Tong)

Small bridge, small shop, buy wine; first fire, new smoke, boil tea. (Yang Ji)

Silkworms ripe, new silk after; tea fragrant, before boiling wine. (Yang Ji)

Flower ditch anchors fishing boat; banana ground places tea cup. (De Xiang)

Spring breeze, spring purification, remembering Jiangnan; wine pot and tea stove shared on a pole. (Tang Yin)

Cold lamp, new tea, boiling with the moon. Shallow cup blowing snow, testing new tea. (Wen Zhengming)

Who shares the secluded affairs of the thatched cottage? Stone tripod tea smoke heard across the door. (Pu Jin)

In life, I have no attachments; I enjoy a cup of mountain water. (Sun Yiyuan)

Light the stove to cook tea; hear the sound of drawing well water. (Wu Zhao)

A hermit picks tea at noon; yellow orioles sing long. (Anonymous)

Bamboo stove smoke light, fragrance unchanged; stone spring water live, taste renewed. (Lan Ren)

A cold sip washes away vexation; desire to ride the heavenly wind and play with purple clouds. (Pan Yunzhe)

Help with tea water for convenience; awaken the mind at the temple gate to wash away worldly dust. (Zhou Xingcun)

Do not mind idle gossip; when thirsty, drink clear spring; when bored, boil tea. (From "The Plum in the Golden Vase")

Romance is facilitated by tea; wine is the go-between for lust. (From "The Plum in the Golden Vase")

Spring breeze relieves the poet's nose; not leaves, not flowers, but naturally fragrant. (Yang Wanli)

Lord Lu boiled tea learning from Western Shu; Dingzhou floral porcelain carved like red jade. (Su Shi)

On cold nights, guests come, tea as wine; bamboo stove soup boils, fire first red. (Du Lei)

Grind it, do not dare to entrust to servants; personally watch the snow soup produce pearls. (Su Shi)

All seated guests are agreeable; the tripod and vessel are cleaned by hand. (Su Shi)

Shu soil tea is called holy; Meng Mountain flavor is uniquely precious. (Wen Tong)

Why need Emperor Wei's one pill? Just finish Lu Tong's big bowl of tea. (Su Shi)

Green lamp shines on the window; set tea and listen to snow falling. (Lu You)

Tea reflects in the cup, new milk on top; zither lies across the stone, fine spring murmurs. (Lu You)

Cold stream scoops water for testing ink; fallen nest, campfire blows to boil tea. (Lu You)

Further make a tea cup, pure dream; small window horizontal scroll painting of Jiangnan. (Lu You)

Chang'an wine price drops ten thousand; Chengdu medicine market loses its glory. (Fan Zhongyan)

Silver bottle pours oil, floating ant wine; purple bowl spreads millet, coiled dragon tea. (Su Shi)

Spring mist temple strikes tea drum; evening sun tower sets up wine flag. (Lin Bu)

Tea drum just strikes at Lingjiu Temple; setting sun about to press on Zheqi City. (Chen Xuan)

Cold spring self-changes calamus water; live fire leisurely fries olive tea. (Lu You)

Beside golden mill, green dust flies; in jade cup, green waves rise. (Fan Zhongyan)

Small stone cold spring leaves green flavor; purple clay new product springs forth spring splendor. (Mei Yaochen)

Patterns stacked like fish scales; fragrance divided, sparrow tongue fresh. (Anonymous)

Green armor and cicada paste float; red nail and crab eye cover. (Anonymous)

Tongue root fragrance frequently rinses; head grade flavor is best. (Anonymous)

Boil spring to taste jade tea; pour milk to try golden cup. (Anonymous)

Tea sweet, wine fine, draw from Double Well; fish fat, rice fragrant, send to Hundred Springs. (Huang Tingjian)

Green green bamboo are all dharma body; lush lush yellow flowers are nothing but prajna. (Anonymous)

In a quiet place, the courtyard is full of tea smoke. (Anonymous)

Composing poetry, not tired of pounding fragrant tea; when inspired, prefer listening to elegant playing. (Anonymous)

Tea fragrance is the quality of high mountain clouds and mist; water sweetness is the soul of secluded spring frost. (Anonymous)

Heart follows flowing water away; body idles with wind and clouds. (Anonymous)

Tea tripod at night boils ancient snow; flower shadows in morning move nine heavens wind. (Huang Zhencheng)

Want to test the three flavors of tea; go up the mountain to draw water from clouds. (Han Yi)

Entering the society, Tao Gong only stops at wine; tasting springs, Lu Zi understands boiling tea. (Han Yi)

Jade pestle with clouds pounds spring moon; golden knife with rain cuts yellow buds. (Ye Lv Chucai)

Under the tongue, morning tea flavor; before the eyes, poetry topics everywhere. (Zhang Kejiu)

Poetry bed, bamboo rain cool; tea tripod, pine wind fine. (Zhang Kejiu)

Poet with oar; newly brewed scholar tea. (Zhang Kejiu)

Charming spring light, grass and flowers; attracting wind, anticipating tea. (Zhang Kejiu)

Draw river water to brew new tea; buy all green mountains as a screen. (Zheng Banqiao, Zhenjiang Jiaoshan Xijiang Tower)

Floral paper, tea bowl, fragrance for a thousand years; cloud shadows, wave light, one tower. (He Shaoji)

One cup relieves the intoxication of the mountains; then feel light as if to ascend to heaven. (Cui Daorong)

Taste is like nectar, surpassing clarified butter; drinking it immediately revives from chronic illness. (Ge Changgeng)

Sweep bamboo leaves to boil tea; split pine roots to cook vegetables. (Zheng Banqiao, Sichuan Qingcheng Mountain Tianshi Cave couplet)

The country cannot be without a monarch for a day; the monarch cannot be without tea for a day. (Qianlong and minister couplet)

Bamboo dew, pine wind, banana rain; tea smoke, zither rhyme, book sound. (Zhang Ao)

Sit, please sit, please sit up; tea, offer tea, offer fragrant tea. (Zheng Banqiao)

Cooking seasoning exhausts the beauty of the southeast; the best is Gongfu tea and soup. (Xian Yuqing)

Boil tea in the examination hall and drink a spoonful of sweet spring; share bamboo at the fairy pool to calm the waves of the bitter sea. (Wang Shijian)

Moistening the field, tea leaves spread; warm trees, flower buds open. (Huang Zunxian)

Pick tea to treat like-minded friends; build a house to store good books. (Zhang Yanji)

Cabbage, green salt, and rice; tile pot, sky water, chrysanthemum tea. (Zheng Banqiao)

A few branches of ink orchid on Xuande paper; a cup of bitter tea in a Cheng kiln. (Zheng Banqiao)

Chu tail, Wu head, a stretch of green mountain enters the seat; Huainan, Jiangbei, half a pool of autumn water boils tea. (Zheng Banqiao)

Mountain light hits the face because of morning rain; river water turns back for evening tide. (Zheng Banqiao)

Eight or nine ancient coins with thunder patterns; two or three cups of newly cast tea. (Zheng Banqiao)