Qin ancient poems

1. Poems related to Qin 1. Listen to the piano on a moonlit night.

Tang Dynasty: Li Bai

Sitting under the moon in a quiet night, listening to Mr. eremita playing the guqin. Suddenly I heard the tune of "Very Taiwan", which seemed to be the voice of "Han Song".

The fingering of Snow White makes your delicate hands busy, and the syllable of "green water" really nourishes your heart. Unfortunately, Zhong Ziqi has long since passed away, and there is no such confidant in the world.

Sitting under the bright moon in the quiet night, listening to Mr. Lu play the guqin. Suddenly I heard a very Thai tune, which sounded like Han Song's voice. The fingering of Snow White makes you in a hurry, and the syllable of "green water" really nourishes nature and purifies the heart. Unfortunately, Zhong Ziqi has passed away, and there is no such confidant in the world.

2. Zheng at night

Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi

In the bright moon with purple sleeves and red strings, I feel dark and low when I play the piano.

String coagulation refers to the throat stop, affectionate 10 thousand.

Touching the piano on a moonlit night, the purple sleeves fluttered on the strings under the bright moon, and the handy piano skills and immersed expressions made people have endless reverie. When the crying piano music reached its peak, it came to an abrupt end. This silence really contains affection.

3. Qin Shi

Song Dynasty: Su Shi

If the piano is hair, why don't you put it in the box?

If the piano sounds from your hands, why can't you hear the sound?

If the piano sound comes from the piano, why not put it in the box? If the piano comes from your hand, why can't you hear the sound in your hand?

4. Qin Song

Tang Dynasty: Li Qi

Our host, who provided rich wine to make the night mellow, invited his Yangzhou guests to play the pipa for us. Facing the bright moon, black crows are flying, frost is hanging on thousands of trees, and the wind is blowing through our clothes.

But a bronze stove added its light to the flower candles, the pipa played green water, and then the Queen Chu. Once it started playing, there was no other sound: a spell was cast at the party and the stars became thin.

Qing Huai sent an envoy a thousand miles away, so he said goodbye and went on his way again, down the hill.

The host mixed the wine, and everyone got together tonight, and the pianist plucked the strings, adding a lot of color to the feast. The bright moon shines on the crows in Chengtou, and the cold wind blows clothes in first frost. The fire is warm and candles add luster. The artist plays "Lushui" first, and then "Princess Chu". When his piano rang, everything was silent, and the four seats listened with bated breath. I was ordered to leave my hometown for Guanqinghuai to tell everyone that I am retiring from Yunshan.

5. Qintai

Tang Dynasty: Du Fu

After Maoling's illness, he loved Wen Zhuojun, the restaurant was on earth, and the harp was in the sunset.

Wild flowers leave a treasure, while creeping weeds see the skirt. Going back to Phoenix to ask for a burn, I seldom smell it.

When Sima Xiangru is old and weak, he still loves Zhuo Wenjun as he did at the beginning, and their feelings have not weakened at all. Sima Xiangru's family was poor and living in distress, so he opened a hotel to make a living. I strolled on the piano platform, looking at the blue sky and white clouds. I am envious in my heart!

Seeing clusters of wild flowers beside the piano platform, I feel like Zhuo Wenjun's smile in those days; Clusters of green creeping weeds are like Robbie skirts worn by Zhuo Wenjun in those days. Sima Xiangru's pursuit of the miracle of Zhuo Wenjun was almost unheard of later.

2. Qinshi: Liu Changqing's seven strings are cold, and the wind is loose and cold.

Although I like this ancient song very much, most people don't play it today. Two Qin Ge, Phoenix in Sima Xiangru, Phoenix, Phoenix, returned to their hometown and traveled around the world in search of their emperor.

I didn't know what to do when I didn't meet Xi. Why don't I go to Sishang today? There are beautiful women in the boudoir, and the people in the room are poisoning my intestines. Why do you want to be a mandarin duck? You are flying! Emperor Xi Xi lives with me. He must be a princess forever.

Who knows in the middle of the night? My wings fly high and my thoughts make me sad. Listening to Liu Zun-shi playing the piano, Cao Ye once listened to cicadas singing alone in the clear sea and spring scenery at night.

Different from the quiet fasting hall, the autumn sound is often played in seven strings. Listening to the childish words of playing the piano and Han, I feel wronged like you.

Like the wind, who is singing the flag? A soldier likes to fight the king with his sword. Eee logo turned into a floating cloud, you don't have to wander around the endless road.

There were hundreds of birds, and suddenly I saw a lonely phoenix. The cliffs pressed people to climb, and the dark valley collapsed under the thunderous sound of collapse.

I have two ears, so I don't have to listen to diaosi. Listening to your music, the piano suddenly rose, making people sit down low.

In the panic, I reached out to block my chin, and tears had already poured into my eyes. It's not unusual for a master to be good at kung fu. Don't fill my chest with ice and fire. Li Bai, a monk in Shu, listened to you play the piano and went down to Emei Mountain in the west with a violin case.

When I hear the sound of Matsutani, I wave my hand at will. The sound of the bell rang, and it turned into a frosty bell. My heart was quiet, as if it had been washed with water.

Unconsciously, dusk enveloped the castle peak, and the autumn clouds were bleak, covering the dusk sky. Our host, Qin Ge Rich, provided rich wine to mellow the night and invited his Yangzhou guests to play the pipa for us.

Facing the moon with whitewashed walls, black crows are flying, the frost is so sad, and the wind enters the clothes. But a bronze stove added its light to the flower candles, the pipa played green water, and then the Queen Chu.

Once it started playing, there was no other sound: a spell was cast at the party and the stars became thin. It's only three hundred miles from here. In Huaishang, official business is waiting for him, so I said goodbye and went back to the road, under the Yinshan Mountain.

Liu Changqing, your seven strings are like the sound of playing the piano in the pines and the cold wind. Although I like this ancient song very much, most people don't play it today.

As the sun sets, I bid farewell to violinist Mao Min in front of Mount Cisse in Wang Yuanliang, and it began to rain outside Beiguan Gate. Southerners shed tears and northerners laughed, and I bowed my head and worshipped cuckoo.

Four chapters of piano music Cao Xueqin's wind is rustling and autumn is deep, and beauty is thousands of miles away. Where do you see your hometown? Leaning against the railing, tears dyed my chest red.

The mountains are far away and the water is long, and the moonlight shines on the porch window. I'm sleepy, the Milky Way is dim, my shirt is timid and the air is cold.

Children's affairs are not free, and his affairs are more troublesome. My son and I are congenial, thinking about the past and not doing it to others.

Life is like light dust, and heaven and earth have a sense of regret. I feel sorry for you, how can I go to heaven and go to earth! Qingping Music Qin Qinxia Title Wall Nalanxing Deling Ling Who is a bosom friend? Just like a dream, it is difficult to write a song with sadness. People in the clouds call the red scarf and green sleeves the west wind falling wild geese, and don't teach heroes to cry. Zhu Wangwei leans alone in the dense bamboo, I am playing the piano, and I am humming.

It's too light for anyone to hear, except my partner, Mingyue. Send the sword and Fu Yan's sister-in-law Xin Qiji to Mo Xie, and take a closer look at the lamp.

Hangkongzhai, as a piano partner, doesn't have to chop Loulan. On the night of spring, I bid farewell to my friend Chen Ziang's silver candle, spit out smoke, and gave a banquet to treat Yi with a golden jar.

Farewell hall in the hall to recall the friendship of friends, bypass the mountain behind the water, a long journey. The bright moon is high in the treetops, and the long river is still unknown.

To Luoyang, when will this meeting be held? Acacia complains that Ye Li's humanity is deeper than the sea and not worth half.

The sea is still limited, and acacia is boundless. Take the piano to the high building, and the building will be full of empty moonlight.

Playing acacia, the string broke for a while. Liu Yuxi, the great god of Xiaoxiang, sent acacia with tears from bamboos.

Chuck wants to listen to the lyre, moonlit in Xiaoxiang. Meng Haoran spent the night at the foot of Zen master Ye, waiting for my good friend Ding, and the sun set and the ravine was everywhere.

The moon in the moon pine is refreshing at night, and the sound of the wind is particularly clear. There is almost no firewood in the mountains, and the birds have just returned to their resting place.

Ding promised to stay in the temple tonight and play the piano alone on the mountain road. In summer, the mountain light in the west suddenly goes out, and the moon rises slowly in the lake in the east.

I let go of my hair to enjoy the coolness at night, opened the window and lay down peacefully. The wind brought me the fragrance of lotus, and the bamboo dew dripped.

I will pick up my lute and play, without a bosom friend. So I think of you, old friend. I'm finally dreaming.

Si Kongtu's Twenty-four Poems is straightforward and thoughtful. Suddenly meeting a stranger is like seeing Tao's heart.

The song of Qingjian, the pine and the green shade, a guest with firewood and a guest listening to the piano. Wherever love goes, it's wonderful, not asking for it, just asking for it to fall from the sky, so cold and nice.

3. What are the poems about Qin? 1. Wang Changling, Qin Dynasty.

Lonely tong secret empty voice, simple and true. As if the string refers to the outside, I saw the early ancients. Far away from the snow, when it comes to Jiangshan Spring. Who can tell the difference between economy and trade before the end of the high banquet?

2. Pan Guisong's Qin

It's just ordinary fuck. It's different when it comes. At the beginning, the voice of doubt had reached my heart, and I felt the music in the middle. Clear as grass and peaceful as national wind. After listening to it tonight, I was deaf all my life.

3. Bai Juyi's Qin in Tang Dynasty

Play some piano music and sit leisurely but affectionately. Why wave? Feng Xian talks to himself.

4. Song Ding Wei Song "Qin"

The material is wonderful, and the tune is wild cocoon silk. Voiced flying pheasant exercises, elegant songs and white horse poems. When you are interested in mountains and rivers, when you make a sound. If Nanxun is in the palace, loyalty will be reflected.

5. Hua Qin

When the moon is immersed in the empty hall, the night is clear and it sounds silent. Gently brush off the dust on the surface of the box, and the jade bamboo shoots will sing without blowing.

4. Describe the guqin listening to the Shu monk Jun playing the piano, and Li Bai, a Shu monk, carrying a blue silk lute box and going west to Mount Emei.

When I hear the sound of Matsutani, I wave my hand at will. I heard him in the clear stream, I heard him in the cold bell.

Unconsciously, dusk enveloped the castle peak, and the autumn clouds were bleak, covering the dusk sky. "Listening to Lu playing the piano on a moonlit night" Li Bai sat idly on the bright moon that night, and you played the piano.

Suddenly I heard a very Thai tune, just like Han Song. The fingering of Snow White makes your delicate hands busy, and the syllable of "green water" really nourishes your heart.

Unfortunately, Zhong Ziqi has long since passed away, and there is no such confidant in the world. "Recalling Cui Langzhong's trip to Nanyang, leaving me a Confucius piano, I feel old." Li Bai only ate fern grass in Nanyang City.

Recalling Cui Zongzhi, white water turns into a bright moon. After the chrysanthemum pond, you can drink without rest.

Pan Jin, self-effacing clear song hair. Once Yushu is destroyed, life and death are extremely unstable.

Leave me the Confucius Qin, and the person who saved it is dead. Who preach "Guangling San", but cry mangshan bone.

When will Quan wake up? Sweep the fox and rabbit hole for a long time. "Abandoning Qin" is a combination of Bai Juyi and he, and there are ancient sounds in it.

The ancient sound is tasteless, and it is not called human feelings today. The jade emblem loses its luster, and cinnabar is born in the soil.

It has been abandoned for a long time, and the sound is still lingering. I don't want to play for you, but the player won't listen.

Why is this happening? Qiangdi and Qin Zheng. "The boat helps the night harp" Bai Juyi's bird-dwelling fish does not move. Jathyapple takes Jiang Shen as an example.

There is nothing outside but the piano on the boat. Seven strings are good friends and two ears are bosom friends.

Quiet voice and light language, no ancient and modern. "Night Qin" Bai Juyi Shu Gu, meditation has a clear rhyme.

Play slowly, play slowly, a dozen times in the middle of the night. It sounds tasteless, but sweet and affectionate.

Do it yourself, don't listen. "Qin Xing on a Clear Night" Bai Juyi stays in the bright moon and lives in the empty forest.

It's time to play the pipa freely. Celebrating the age is based on wood, and tranquility follows people's hearts.

When you are calm, you should start with the right voice. Around the rest of the group, the autumn night is deep.

The positive voice is meta-consciousness, and the world is clear and heavy. "Waiting for the Moon on the Piano" Bai Juyi Bamboo Garden On a sunny night, the window should not lie down.

* * * Qin is a wife, and there is an autumn period with the moon. Emerald jade stays in the wind for a long time, and Jinbo comes out of the fog late.

I am the only one who knows how to wait for the clear scenery in a quiet voice. "Gin" Bai Juyi first listened to the piano, forgot his machine, and was half drunk.

If you can sober up at the same time, say four pleasures instead of three. Listening to the Orchid Bai Juyi's ancient music is Orchid, which is more interesting to my hospitality.

If you want to be calm and sound like Hong Zhong, you can't play as well as listening to people. "Playing Qiu Si" When Bai Juyi casually plays Qiu Si, his voice is straight and his rhyme is slow.

No one has been listening recently, and Brother Chin knows it. Bai Juyi plays Zhu Xianhui and Wu Wa is playing ChristianRandPhillips in Listening to ChristianRandPhillips's Complaints.

It is clear that there are clouds and rains in the song, and it seems that it is too small to return. "Listening to Ancient Water" Bai Juyi listened to ancient water and was calm.

Want to know the meaning of slow flow, for listening to the sparse sound. The west window is shaded by bamboo, but it is sunny.

"Listening to Zheng Wu Playing the Piano" Meng Haoran recommended drinking by Ruan Ji, and the breeze sat in the bamboo forest. Semi-hanging sleeves, wiping the dragon lip piano.

Put a song in a cup and you won't feel the sunset. I am interested in mountains and rivers, and the smell is harmonious.

"On the River of Musical Instruments" Chang Jianjiang held up the jade piano, with a clear string and one heart. The seven strings of Lingling are all over the ground, and the wood is full of melancholy clouds.

It can make the river white and make the river deep. I only know that the branches of buttonwood trees can be decorated with gold.

"Listen to the piano in autumn night and give it to Kouzun" Qin Jian often listens to the piano in autumn night and is a caveman. One finger technique is refreshing.

Cold insects are silent, and lights are blowing frequently. Why does the bell ring, Gao Xian is amiable.

Zhang Qinqin Chang Jianjun went to the grass green, and Xi Feng played the jade piano. How can I reward you in the mountains and get rid of your troubles at the same time?

When Chao returned from the mountain pass, he came out of the ridge to smell the sound. Understand the clouds, see the heart of heaven and earth.

Under Xuanhe, Wan Li is in a clear sky, and pine trees dance. Change strings, buckle business sounds, and listen to dragons.

I feel a little crazy and gradually know the depth of the fairy. Will be refined into a golden tripod, and I will always be in charge.

Qin Song Liu was at the edge of Longmen yesterday. Who wants to be Feng Ming? Today's sculpture is a tool, and palace merchants are not self-sustaining.

Ba people slow down, Chu people make silk. If you want to bid higher, translate it into lower price.

Our host, Qin Ge Rich, provided rich wine to mellow the night and invited his Yangzhou guests to play the pipa for us. Facing the bright moon, black crows are flying, frost is hanging on thousands of trees, and the wind is blowing through our clothes.

But a bronze stove added its light to the flower candles, the pipa played green water, and then the Queen Chu. Once it started playing, there was no other sound: a spell was cast at the party and the stars became thin.

Qinghuai served thousands of miles, so he said goodbye and went on his way again, under the Yinshan Mountain? "Monk's room with double tongues" Li Wei's Qingtong brushes the sun with small flowers. The green leaves spread the monk's purity, and the clear yin moistens the well.

Who can control the melody, Jiao Wei Cai Yong's house. Let's talk about Dong playing the flute. It turned out to be a tune composed by Mrs. Cai, and eighteen songs were sung one by one. "。

The conference semifinals cried like rain, and the grass was wet. Han made liver and intestines and gave them to Guike. The border town is full of smoke, the grassland is overcast and the snow is falling.

Autumn leaves were stunned when the player brushed the strings and feathers first. Mr. Dong is ingenious, and ghosts and gods also come out to eavesdrop.

Very handy to slowly knead the fast dial, and the reciprocating gyration seems to contain emotions. The voice of the mountain birds scattered and gathered, and the song was as dark and clear as Wan Yun.

Young people scream at night, just like Titan's mother cries. The river listened to the song, the waves calmed down and the birds stopped singing.

It seems that Princess Wusun is far away from home, like Princess Xu Wencheng's feud. The pipa is melodious and free, like a strong wind blowing wildly, and the rain falls on the tiles.

Like the rustle of spring, the rustle of trees, and the singing of wild deer. Chang 'an City is adjacent to the Intermediate People's Court, and the palace gate is in the center of the palace.

Fang Guan is not fettered by fame and fortune, and longs for Alice's play day and night. Listening to Mr. Xu from Yuezhou playing the piano is a guqin, and the heart of a philosopher sees the heart of a saint.

After all, the south wind seems to be a relic, and nine suspected apes and birds are singing all over the mountain. Wang Changling's Qin is a lonely and ethereal voice, simple and true.

As if the string refers to the outside, I saw the early ancients. Far away from the snow, when it comes to Jiangshan Spring.

Who can tell the difference between economy and trade before the end of the high banquet? "I've heard a lot about the old friend Wang Shuqin Qijiahe Temple" Li Yi, an old friend, went to Mingyue.

Today, I shed tears when I relived the old days. I want the box to ring alone and send you back to the night spring.

The violin is still perfect, so there are no strings. Why did Yong Men call and then burst into tears?

Why did Juyuan Yang meditate in "Listening to the Qin in the Monk's Courtyard" when he was in Yuqin, the true monk was absent-minded. From the complaints to the autumn hall, the clouds in the sky are deeper than the water.

Zhu Wangwei leans alone in the dense bamboo, I am playing the piano, and I am humming. It's too light for anyone to hear, except my partner, Mingyue.

Zhang and Wang Wei, the deputy governors, replied, "I have more than enough years, and everything is safe." . I think that there is no brilliant strategy to serve the country, only to retire to the mountains and forests.

Wide wind, the wind in the shade, the moon shining on the right to play the piano. To know the truth about the poor, please listen to the fishing songs in the deep water.

Play the piano, Liu Changqing. Your seven strings are like the sound of a cold wind in a pine forest. Although I like this ancient song very much, most people don't play it today.

"Listen to Yin Lian playing the piano" Wu Yun to Leben Taiyi, Youqin and Gankun. Zheng Sheng has been in chaos for a long time, which is rare.

I met Yin Xianweng, Boya is still alive. Everyone takes its flow, and the master reaches its source.

On the top of the mountain, running in the water. I have forgotten your city, but I feel clear.

Who are those ignorant younger generations whispering to each other? "Jiang Ting Ji" Yang Heng didn't sleep during the side buckle, showing her skirt clearly.

5. What are the poems about Qin? 1. Qin written by Wang Changling in Tang Dynasty is lonely and mysterious, simple and true.

As if the string refers to the outside, I saw the early ancients. Far away from the snow, when it comes to Jiangshan Spring.

Who can tell the difference between economy and trade before the end of the high banquet? 2. Pan Gui's "Qin" in Song Dynasty was just an ordinary practice, but it was different when he came.

At the beginning, the voice of doubt had reached my heart, and I felt the music in the middle. Clear as grass and harmonious as national wind.

After listening to it tonight, I was deaf all my life. 3. In the Tang Dynasty, Bai Juyi's "Qin" was placed on several piano pieces, but it was affectionate when sitting.

Why wave? Feng Xian talks to himself. 4. The Qin in Song Dynasty was made of wonderful Yang branches, and the strings were tuned with wild cocoon silk.

Voiced flying pheasant exercises, elegant songs and white horse poems. When you are interested in mountains and rivers, when you make a sound.

If Nanxun is in the palace, loyalty will be reflected. The Qin of the Chinese Dynasty was immersed in the empty hall at night, and there was silence.

Gently brush off the dust on the surface of the box, and the jade bamboo shoots will sing without blowing.

6. Poems related to Qin Dynasty 1. The piano plays a jasper tune, and the medicine refines white cinnabar.

2. The sound of the piano is old-fashioned all day long, locking the autumn moss marks.

3. Qin Shu is full of career, so it's not bad to only irrigate the garden.

4. Qin Jianxi has been around for a long time, and Bai Yunfei has been looking forward to it for a long time.

5. Qin, bed, tea and tripod depend on each other, and occasionally write for finding monks.

6. It is difficult to choose which talent to pity in the piano, and only drink a few glasses of wine for the night.

7. It's a pity to throw the shuttle when the piano moves.

8. Qin Yixin prefers Dan lead hand grinding.

9. Qin Gao will never see you again. What is a fairy?

10. Eighteen beats of the piano. Listen to these tears.

1 1. You should listen to the piano at night and be quiet.

12. Qin poetry is clear, but it can be quiet and successful.

13. Don't boast about the spring on the stone in the piano, try to listen to the murmur here.

14. Qin Jian is old, and her heroic spirit is still good.

15. Qin Shu Lianbo Guxixuan, a garden with long flowers and trees.

16. The piano can only be tuned when it meets a bosom friend.

17. Qin Ding made many friends and worked hard, and the fields were as ripe as Yu Ruijun.

18. Zhai Qin is as tall as Zhen Feng, but He Shan and Yan Bin did not compromise.

19. Qin Jian sighed for a short trip in his life and missed the Spring Festival Evening like an autumn cloud.

20. Qin He is a friend and is often eliminated.

2 1. Although the feelings between the harp and the harp are heavy, they are deep in the mountains.

22. The sound on the piano has not been played for a long time, and the ancient meaning in the piano will last forever.

23. Qin Shu is full of houses, and there is no shortage of voices of the Kim family.

24. Qin Xin chose Zhuo Wangsun to buy wine and frozen springs.

25. Qin Xin Yu Wen Dong Xuanxuan, Taurus Zhu Jin made a biography for you.

26. At the end of the piano book, give a New Year plum.

27. The piano sounds like a spring, and the shock wave is as strong as frost.

28. Since the piano has no strings, you don't need to play it, and you are proud of the official.

29. Qinghe Qingfeng has been lonely for a long time, and Gu Juzhong is angry with the silver hook.

30. The piano, books, pens and inkstones are all idle, and the room is not bad.

7. The poem with ancient musical instruments is 1. I don't know where to play the flute, and I want to see my hometown all night.

There are two lines of idle tears, in front of Bao Zheng.

Acacia is said on the string of pipa. At that time, the bright moon was there, and it had returned according to the colorful clouds.

Jiang Yue cries for bamboo and worries, while Li Ping plays China.

Why should a strong brother complain about willow? The spring breeze does not pass through Yumen Pass.

In Dongliao, a fifteen-year-old girl is waiting. She is good at playing guitar, dancing and singing.

7 Fifteen plays and sixteen poems.

8 self-created words have the most charm, Xiaohong sings and I blow.

On the moonlit night of the 24th Bridge, where does the Jade Man teach oral sex?

10 but let's drink to our guest who came home from the camp and play the savage pipa, guitar and harp for him.

1 1 In autumn, the horn is ringing all over the sky, and the night is purple in Yan Zhi.

The red flag rolled half, and the reinforcements rushed to Xiao; The night frost is heavy and the drums are gloomy.

12 sounds in all directions, thousands of miles away, long smoke and loneliness.

13 The Jade Emperor blows the Yellow Crane Tower, and plum blossoms fall in Jiangcheng in May.

14 whose flute flies in the dark and scatters into the spring breeze of Manluo.

15 the shepherd boy came back and crossed the cow's back, and the piccolo blew without a cavity.

16 Jincheng silk tube goes into the river and the wind goes into the clouds day after day.

17 peony red beans are bright in spring and embroidered with sandalwood.

18 It's a good thing that I have a whisper to tell each other that I don't need a sandalwood golden vase.

19 Our host, who provided rich wine to mellow the night, invited his Yangzhou guests to play the pipa for us.

20 can play the piano for language. Tell me about it.

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A quiet girl is a good girl, which makes me in charge. Red has a bright red color. Love it is really a bright color.

Mourning Zheng Yi as a Xiangjiang song, writing green.

However, No.24 leaned against the slow string song and broke Qin Zheng's column.

The phoenix flute sounds, the jade pot turns and the fish dragon dances all night.

26. Talk to Weidu and look south at the platform. Small officials have a legacy. Is Wang Anliang there?

27 Xiao Sheng pharynx, Qin E dream broken Qin Louyue.

28. Tired guests stopped at Qiu Lan by the stream. What are the characters upstairs and Yu Di?

Where are the old friends? Yu Di bright moon is free.

Thirty acacia trees are combined into a piano, which has an ancient sound.

Why is this happening? Qiangdi and Qin Zheng.

32 Xiao Lian plays the pipa string first. Break the blue sky

33 after a brief encounter, spring thoughts enter the pipa.

The tea drinker said with a pipa. So as to pass on the heart music.

Who made the pipa? Don't leave your sadness.

Play the pipa. I am ashamed to look at the screen painting.

37 warm jade pipa cold moon skin, generally like snow reflecting pheasant.

Pipa sounds the best, and it's hard to explain.

39 pipa strings are in a hurry in autumn and clear, playing as a long-lost feeling in Guanshan.

Nostalgia, singing and smelling the flute, Fu turned to the countryside like a rotten ke.

4 1 He is good at playing drums, clouds, harps and harps, and often hears the spirit of the Emperor.

Suddenly I heard that there was mourning for Zheng on the river, which was bitter and affectionate. Who will be sent to monitor? Smoke gathers in the clouds, which is auspicious according to the agreement. I want to ask for it at the end of the song, not seeing it, counting the peaks.

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8. Is it related to Qin that the Zen master in Shuzhong listened to the poem of Jun playing the piano? Lipper

The sea embraces the land-melodious songs come from the distant Emei Mountain.

When I hear the sound of Matsutani, I wave my hand at will.

I heard him in the clear stream, I heard him in the cold bell.

Unconsciously, dusk enveloped the castle peak, and the autumn clouds were bleak, covering the dusk sky.

Listen to Lu playing the piano on a moonlit night? Lipper

Sitting under the moon in a quiet night, listening to Mr. eremita playing the guqin.

Suddenly I heard the tune of "Very Taiwan", which seemed to be the voice of "Han Song".

The fingering of Snow White makes your delicate hands busy, and the syllable of "green water" really nourishes your heart.

Unfortunately, Zhong Ziqi has long since passed away, and there is no such confidant in the world.

Recalling Cui Langzhong's trip to Nanyang and leaving my Confucius Qin behind, I feel old and sad? Lipper

Yesterday in Nanyang, I only ate ferns from Dushan.

Recalling Cui Zongzhi, white water turns into a bright moon.

After the chrysanthemum pond, you can drink without rest.

Pan Jin, self-effacing clear song hair.

Once Yushu is destroyed, life and death are extremely unstable.

Leave me the Confucius Qin, and the person who saved it is dead.

Who preach Guangling San, but cry mangshan bone.

When will Quan wake up? Sweep the fox and rabbit hole for a long time.

Scrap piano? Bai Juyi

The sycamore is combined into a piano, which has an ancient sound.

The ancient sound is tasteless, and it is not called human feelings today.

The jade emblem loses its luster, and cinnabar is born in the soil.

It has been abandoned for a long time, and the sound is still lingering.

I don't want to play for you, but the player won't listen.

Why is this happening? Qiangdi and Qin Zheng.

"Boat-assisted night piano"? Bai Juyi

The bird stays where the fish is, and jathyapple takes care of Jiang Shen.

There is nothing outside but the piano on the boat.

Seven strings are good friends and two ears are bosom friends.

Quiet voice and light language, no ancient and modern.

Night piano? Bai Juyi

Shu Gu, Chu Si Qing Yun.

Play slowly, play slowly, a dozen times in the middle of the night.

It sounds tasteless, but sweet and affectionate.

Do it yourself, don't listen.