Poems describing Lusheng

A poem about playing Lusheng 1. Poems about Lusheng.

1. The wind blew the sound of falling down the wall and lit up the midnight sheng of Goushan.

2. When blowing sheng immortals come, they should treat each other under the peach blossom.

3. Where the music stays, several pavilions are colorful.

The hibiscus flowers are full of fresh air, and the three flowers are sitting under the tree.

5. The surging waves and graceful rhymes are clear.

6. Zhao dances with blowing sheng Guchun.

7. This is a sad song, and I am fascinated by it.

8. He Shengluan drove through the pale smoke, and it was even more sunny.

9. Cockfighting between Japan and China is blocked, and drums are played in the evening blowing sheng.

10. Ingeniously add scenery to the embroidery cluster, polluting the dust in the hymn cave.

1 1. The lamp burns the ointment bottle to boil, and the spring fights fire and water.

12. Cui skirt and red candle sit in tune, a song of charming feelings.

13. Sheng Yuanjiu, Qiu Yuanjiu.

14. When you step out of Juyongguan, the water and stone ring.

15. Stop selling wine and articles, and be lazy to store music in the picture gallery.

16. Celebrate the song, embrace the road ahead, worship the dance and welcome the glory.

17. blowing sheng's tactics are all the same. He should be called Peng Shan.

18. Pear blossoms are scattered in windows, and the moon is everywhere.

19. I don't know where the music started, but new worries spread to the guests.

20. Lusheng romantic, go out embarrassed.

2 1. The flute on the pillow is getting closer and closer, and bayberry and orange pass through Jiang Lai.

22. Liu He plays and teaches.

23. The moon shines again, and the Lantern Festival is full of songs.

24. Think of the good old days and listen to the flute under the glass lamp.

25. Knowing that she is a concubine of the Sixth Palace, she plays spring loudly in front of the temple.

26. There were several farewell parties, and I didn't know whose home Yu Sheng was.

27. Promoted weaving, frost white, purple partition.

28. The moonlight is light and clear, and there is no heat, laughing and learning Yao Sheng.

29. The silver platform is bright yellow, which is a song to persuade wine and urge China.

30. Yu Sheng plays the purple flute in a low voice and is not allowed to break the guest's intestines.

3 1. It is quieter to blow the sound of Yao, and the days in the Peach Blossom Cave are longer.

32. The book is covered with reeds and the words are given to Shengquan.

33. I shouted in the pine forest, and I whispered Bai Yusheng in my ear.

34. The jade girl came down and the four-legged god fish danced in front.

35. Under the two cranes in the cloud, I suspect that I am listening to the noise.

36. In the alchemist's room, there are dragons and tigers, and flowers fall at the bottom of the phoenix.

37. Xiao came to the other hospital to offer a song, and there was a green lotus on the head of the Baizichi.

38. I once planted a tree from the sea and blew bamboo from Kunlun Mountain.

2. blowing sheng's poems

Just listen to blowing sheng next door.

Phoenix blows like rosy clouds,

I wonder whose house is outside the wall.

Heavy doors and deep locks are nowhere to be found,

There are suspected peach blossoms.

Qin Gong's poems

Luo Yue shirt welcomes the spring breeze, and jade carving Kirin is reddish. On the first floor, there is a banquet for immortals, with a strong blowing sheng fragrance at the bottom of the account. The wine on earth is warm in spring, and the flowers grow in the shade during the day. Drinking at the flying window, the night candle on the copper plate is yellow and greasy. Bald-sleeved parrot, purple embroidered horse, filial tiger. Fold the laurel and sell it. White deer and green Sue stay up until midnight. Tongying Yongxiang rides a new horse, and the inner room is cool and colorful. Open the door, roll up the Yellow River with the balance line and flow down. The emperor's bad luck is still being solved, and the erotic palace is full of flowers. Luan Grate paid off and slept drunk for a whole month.

Huaying blowing sheng

Snow with the wind, wind without trace, snow dance. The moon is accompanied by flowers, flowers have shadows and flowers have a full moon. Jun blowing sheng, sheng silent, life has been drunk. My concubine plays the piano, and the sound is affectionate, and the new sunny day has not slept. (Yu Jian Ao Xueyuan)

Blow and sing

How sad it is that Vadi's last words were sent to Yu Sheng, but they were told by the two cities. Danxue has seventy chicks, which fly for a while in autumn. Water springs burst into each other, and a pile of palace merchants cracked cold jade. Charming fragrance is wrapped around your fingers, and thousands of sounds are wonderful. At the end of the song, people dispersed, the table was silent, and Wushan was cold and gloomy.

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3. flute-playing poems

quiet

Author: Du Fu

Playing the flute is crisp in autumn and clear in the wind and moon.

The wind is drifting with the wind, and the moon is bright near Guanshan.

Hu rode northbound in the middle of the night, and Wuling wanted to go southbound.

Today, the old garden willow falls, why worry about the middle song?

Poems with flutes are as follows:

With a cry, the sound of the other flutes flying secretly dispersed into the spring breeze in Los Angeles. -Li Bai, smelling the flute in Los Angeles on a spring night.

1, the original poem:

Yu Di's dark flying sound scattered into the spring breeze in Los Angeles.

In this nocturne, the willow is broken, and no one can afford to be homesick.

2. Translation:

Whose exquisite flute is secretly melodious. As the spring breeze flutters, it spreads all over Luoyang. In tonight's song, who will not miss home when they hear the "broken willow" in their hometown?

Second, the Jade Emperor blew the Yellow Crane Tower, and plum blossoms fell in Jiangcheng in May. -"Yellow Crane Tower Smells Flute" Li Bai

1, the original poem:

Once people take a back seat, like Jia Yi in Changsha, they look far and wide, but they can't see Chang 'an or their hometown.

There was a flute sound of "Plum Blossom" from the Yellow Crane Tower, and another drop of plum blossom was seen on the river bank in May.

2. Translation:

Once you become a degenerate, it's like Jia Yi's arrival in Changsha, looking around every day, not seeing Chang 'an or home. The Yellow Crane Tower heard the flute of plum blossom, which made Jiangcheng see plum blossom fall again in May.

Third, the snow is fine, Hu Tian herds horses, and the bright moon plays the flute to guard the building. -"Listen to the flute on the fortress" Gao Shi

1, the original poem:

Snow-clean horses graze in the daytime, and Qiangdi guards the building in the moonlight.

Excuse me, where did the plum blossom fall? The wind blew all over the mountain overnight.

2. Translation:

The ice and snow melted, and the invading Hu Bing quietly returned. The moonlight was bright and the melodious flute echoed in the garrison. Where does the sentimental "plum blossom tune" drift? It's like plum blossoms falling on the mountain with the wind.

Fourth, the cold mountain plays the flute to call for spring return, and the guests are moved to tears. -"Smell the flute in spring night" Li Yi

1, the original poem:

In Hanshan's "The Flute Calls the Earth", the exiles look at each other with tears.

Countless geese parked by the lake in the evening have been eager to fly north until dawn.

2. Translation:

The cold mountain plays the flute to call spring back to the earth, and the moved people cry at each other. The geese that have stopped at Dongting Lake for countless nights are eager to fly north before dawn.

4. Poems about oral sex

1. Letter to Han Chuo, Yangzhou Magistrate

Tang Dynasty: Du Mu

Castle peak is vaguely green water thousands of miles away, and the vegetation in the south of the Yangtze River has not withered in autumn.

The bright moonlight on the 24 th Bridge is a clear night. Where do you teach blowjobs?

2. Love

Qing Dynasty: Huang Jingren

Several times, I sat under the flowers and played the flute, and the red wall of Han Yin looked into the distance.

Like this star is not last night, for whom the wind and dew stand in the middle of the night.

The lingering thoughts are exhausted, and the heart is peeling bananas.

In March and May of 1935, that poor glass of wine not fade away.

3. The lone wild goose rattan bed sleeps on paper sheets.

Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao

When the world writes a beautiful poem, it is vulgar. If you try to write an article, you'll know that the preface doesn't match the latter.

The paper tent on the rattan bed is sleeping, so I can't say it without thinking. The agarwood is intermittent and the jade furnace is cold, which brings my feelings like water. The flute sounded three times, the plum blossom was broken, and the spring was full.

The small wind scattered the rain and whispered, urging thousands of tears. Bagpipers go to Yulou, heartbroken people lean on it. A 10% discount is worth a lot of money, and no one gives it.

4. Be flushed and get rid of sadness

Song Dynasty: Xin Qiji

Broken sorrow, outside the screen window, the wind shakes the bamboo. People go to the empty building, the flute is broken, and people lean on the building alone. Eyeful of March dusk, I only feel Qian Shan green when I look up. But try to send a piece of paper to the book and read it from the beginning.

Acacia words, empty surplus; Acacia, when is enough? Lapel fell a little, full of tears. The grass is not lost, and weeping willows only hinder the human eye. The most bitter thing is that the moon is full and the song is dry.

Step 5 cross the rainbow

Song Dynasty: Jiang Kui

The rhyme of self-made new words is the most charming, and Xiaohong sings and I suck.

At the end of the song, people dispersed, passing Songling Road and looking back at the 14 th Bridge of Yanbo.

5. What are the poems about oral sex?

Man Jianghong: Breaking and Leaving Sorrow

Song Dynasty: Xin Qiji

Broken sorrow, outside the screen window, the wind shakes the bamboo. People go to the empty building, the flute is broken, and people lean on the building alone. Eyeful of March dusk, I only feel Qian Shan green when I look up. But try to send a book and read it from the beginning.

Acacia words, empty surplus. Acacia, when is enough? Lapel fell a little, full of tears. The grass is not lost, and weeping willows only hinder the human eye. The most bitter thing is to stand at the end of the month and make music.

Translation:

As if to break my sadness, outside the screen window, the breeze shook the bamboo rustling. Since he left, the melodious jade flute has never been heard again. I lean against the tall building and miss it hard. How lonely and abandoned I am!

It's late spring in March, and it's flying everywhere. How can you laugh? Look up. The mountains in the distance are green-it looks like summer is coming. What can we do? I had to pick up the letter he sent and read it again from the beginning.

The words that pour out lovesickness are full of writing paper. But when will acacia be satisfied? Hey, what's dripping on my skirt? That's a tear! I hope the grass everywhere won't make him lose his way.

I hate clusters of weeping willows, but they always interrupt my sight. The saddest moment is when the moon rises in the boundless twilight. I'm still waiting against the railing, but I don't know what to wait for.

2. Letter to Han Chuo, Yangzhou Magistrate

Tang Dynasty: Du Mu

Castle peak is vaguely green water thousands of miles away, and the vegetation in the south of the Yangtze River has not withered in autumn.

The bright moonlight on the 24 th Bridge is a clear night. Where do you teach blowjobs?

Translation:

Qingshan is thousands of miles away, and the vegetation in the south of the Yangtze River has not withered in autumn.

The bright moon on Bridge 24 reflects the faint clear night. Where do you teach oral sex now, beauty?

3. "Lonely geese sleep on paper curtains in rattan beds"

Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao

When the world writes a beautiful poem, it is vulgar. If you try to write an article, you'll know that the preface doesn't match the latter. The paper tent on the rattan bed is sleeping, so I can't say it without thinking. The agarwood is intermittent and the jade furnace is cold, which brings my feelings like water.

The flute sounded three times, the plum blossom was broken, and the spring was full. The small wind scattered the rain and whispered, urging thousands of tears. Bagpipers go to Yulou, heartbroken people lean on it. A 10% discount is worth a lot of money, and no one gives it.

Translation:

In the early spring morning, I woke up in such an elegant environment as rattan bed paper account, but I felt an inexhaustible sadness and yearning. At this time, there are only intermittent cigarettes and jade stoves in the room, and my mood is as bleak and lonely as water.

The flute of "Three Lane of Plum Blossoms" blew away the plum blossoms on the branches. Although spring has come, it has aroused my infinite hatred. It's drizzling outside the door, and the Iraqis in the door are crying for thousands of times.

When Mingcheng is away, people will go to the empty building. Even if there are beautiful plum blossoms, who can enjoy them with themselves? Today, I broke the plum blossom and searched all over the world, but no one sent it.

4. Over the Rainbow

Song Dynasty: Jiang Kui

The rhyme of self-made new words is the most charming, and Xiaohong sings and I suck.

At the end of the song, people dispersed, passing Songling Road and looking back at the 14 th Bridge of Yanbo.

Translation:

The new music I created is so harmonious and beautiful; Xiaohong sang softly and I played the flute with her.

After singing a song, the boat has shaken Wujiang County; Looking back at the past waterways, light smoke and green waves, beautiful stone bridges.

5. "Chang 'an Ancient Meaning"

Tang Dynasty: Lu

I don't know each other in front of the building.

Sorry, I played the flute to Yanzi. I once studied dance for a long time.

If it works, why not die? I would rather be a mandarin duck than a fairy.

The eyes of a pair of mandarin ducks are really enviable, but I can't see you if you go twice.

Translation:

The ladies in the pavilion looked at each other, not knowing who it was, but when they met on the road, they would know each other.

Asked if they had played oral sex, they replied that they learned to dance in order to spend their time in the mood for love.

As long as I can be with my beloved, I am willing to die; As long as I can be with the person I love, I would like to be a mortal and not envy the gods.

Bimu and Yuanyang are really enviable, but you can't see them in pairs.

6. Miao long table banquet poems

The long table banquet was spread out along the ancient street, filled with local villagers and villagers, migrant workers who rushed back to their hometown for the New Year, and Chinese and foreign tourists who made a special trip to Miao Village for the New Year. * * * About 1 1,000 people.

Planting soup, bacon, Wang Miao fish, boiled chicken, game meat, qingyan tofu, leek root ... The table is full of traditional Miao cuisine, which is delicious and intoxicating.

Miao Zhai Ren Qian Chang Zhuo Yan

"Living in this stockade, there is no loneliness, and every day's life has a different flavor." Hou Tianxiang, an old man from Xijiangzhai, said that he can still play lusheng, sing folk songs and dance lusheng when he is over 80 years old, and he can also go to the fields to break ice and fish in winter. He joined the ancient song team in Miao village, performed on time every day, had a fixed income and lived a carefree life.

7. Poems about Sugar Blowers

A few ringing gongs broke the peace of the village, and the street was suddenly in a hurry. As soon as children in the country hear the gong, there will be wind under their feet, and they will soon surround the small sugar stalls. The children's eyes widened, and they turned around with the dexterous hand of the sugar master, surprised to see how the gadget was born.

Master Sugar Man's hand wants to do magic. For a while, it turned into the Monkey King, for a while, it turned into a rooster, for a while, it turned into a white rabbit, and for a while, it turned into an old sow, ....................................................................................................................... "Why is the mouth of Master Sugar Man so magical?" The children were very curious, craning their necks and staring, eager to pry open his mouth to see clearly. After a while, several children took out the steel jumpers given by their mothers, bought their favorite sugar man and ran home happily. The children who didn't buy sugar followed enviously and walked far and far with a smile.

8. Poetry related to oral sex

Guests have oral sex and rely on songs to make peace. Su Shi's Red Cliff Fu

The moonlight in the moon stopped blowing and waved goodbye to the world and became a fairy. Su Shi's "Queqiao Xiantanabata Send Chen Lingju"

The wind does not drive the tassels, but the wings stand in the atrium. Stop playing the flute to express my feelings. Han Yuefu's "Seven Nights Female Song"

The fragrance is cold and golden. When it turns red, get up and comb your hair. Ren Bao is full of dust, curtain hook. I am afraid that I will leave my arms, but I don't want to say anything. New arrivals are thin, not dry wine, not sad autumn.

Hugh. If I go back, I will go back to "Yangguan" for thousands of times, and it is difficult to stay. Read Wu Lingren, smoke locks Qin Lou. Only the running water in front of the building should remember me and stare at me all day. Looking at the place, I have added new worries since then. Li Qingzhao's "Memories of the Phoenix Tower"

Cover the silver screen and hang down your sleeves. Where the flute is played, the pulse is slightly funny. Nalan Rong Ruo's "Yun Song Order"