Ancient poems with sound

Early cicada Tang Bai Juyi-On the seventh day of June, cicadas began to sing. In the leaves of heather, dusk rang two or three times.

Pipa is parallel to Bai Juyi in Tang Dynasty-big strings are like rain, small strings are like whispers, humming and whispering-and then blend with each other, pouring into a plate of jade like pearls of different sizes. Guan ying's words are slippery at the bottom of the flower, and you can't flow under the ice of deep throat spring. The ice spring is cold and astringent, and the strings never stop. The depth and hiding of sadness tell them more in silence than in voice. A silver vase suddenly broke the gushing water and jumped out of the conflict and blow between armored horses and weapons. Pay attention to the painting at the end of the song, and the four strings sound like tears.

The cock crows in Don Chen Tao —— The cock crows in the forest at dawn, and the frog palace is shocked. Sleeping dreams are shattered twice, and pedestrians smoke three times.

Chicken Tang Cui Dao Rong-windy and rainy night in the mountains, I want to crow before dawn.

Give it a cold snap-no matter who made it, it will sing as soon as possible, and it will spread all over the grass.

Playing the flute, Du Fu in the Tang Dynasty-playing the flute in the autumn and the moon is clear, and making heartbroken sounds skillfully.