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Listening to Chong Dejun's Guqin (Huang Tingjian)

In the quiet and lonely moonlight, everyone gathered to caress the lonely tung.

the ancients have enjoyed the past, just like the legacy of elegant praise.

it's hard to get a good hand, but it's hard to listen well.

just like Youtan Hua, it comes out of the world at one time.

it seems that you can't play with your fingers if you forget the meaning of the piano and your own.

Zen is silent and quiet, and the cool breeze in the valley is light.

I have forgotten the truth of my words.

when the piano is out of the window, the moon is sinking into the river, and everything is empty.

Ten Poems of Wine Country (Lu Guimeng) in Fenghe's attack on wine

Who knows that this middle road hides nothingness. Guangmo is a neighboring seal, and Hua Xu is attached to it.

three cups of ancient music will make Boya a survivor. Since your glory and decline, why bother to ask Xuandi?

I heard about Taichang Qingle in Nangong (Lu Zhi)

When I heard about ancient music in Nangong, I was shocked at first. Mist is far away, and the silk tree is dark to distinguish its name.

With the change of the new law, the mood of vocal cords is light. Harmony will change customs, harmony and self-affection.

the sound is far away, and the sound echoes over the spring city. Nine plays on the first day of the Ming dynasty, and the world is clear.

Xi Jiangyue (Liao Xingzhi)

I tried to figure out how many grades I had, but I saw the present yesterday. Nan Xun moved early to shun Qin ballad. The end is a bear's dream. Learn from the classics of the past, and learn from the ancient music. Since then, the wind has soared. Looking back, fishing without effort.

The second rhyme tells Chen Dong about Shaanxi (Su Shi)

Who can bear the burden of the Yellow River like an iron ox?

it's a terrible thing, and it's not easy to do it.

the secular is impermanent, and Xu Gong lingers.

don't come and talk, there are many things and clouds.

at that time, there were infinite people, and Jimo was ruined.

the empty voice is empty, and the night bug buzzes the shuttle.

there's no point in smiling at each other.

the sky is full of clouds, and the grass is full of grass.

Wang Ting travels as a treasure, and Big Bay follows the bow.

You went alone, wanting to sing five songs.

Gan Tang is an ancient music country, where liquor is delicious.

Zhijun will stay in the near future to take charge of new subjects.

A passer-by is full of anger and joy, and Dongtang scores a goose.

in addition, it takes a long time to sit still and ponder.

a gift to Li charm's scholar (the word Hui Yong) (Monk Luan)

Longxi Hui used real talents, and his curiosity and exploration were unparalleled. In his writing, he grinds the giant que front, and

he is quiet in the west river. Sad string ancient music is clear to people's ears, and the moon dew chills and cries autumn ghosts.

the moss is so clean that it sings, and the old leaves of fir and pine are dry. Ten axes show more than 3 articles, and

golden and jade burn Shu notes. I can't measure the escape of the male mans, which makes me go crazy.

The suburbs are vast and boundless, bright and light green, and the remaining cigarettes are collected. There is no limit to the relative scenery,

the setting sun is chaotic and the peak is green. It is also amazing that the sails of the big ship are hanging high, and the waves are flying.

Looking back, I caught a glimpse of 5, meters, and plunged into the incense burner waterfall spring. Why did the ancients boast about eight fights?

How dare you decide to be ugly today? The rustling wind drove the thunder away for a while, and he began to wave his hand in the field.

Jun is like a stork and a sculpture, and the clouds are hunting wild and turning the sky. The fox didn't dare to move, but

it sounded like a double whistle. Sorrow is like Xiang Ling crying Xiangpu, and the sound of pharynx and pharynx is separated by clouds.

the deep green of the nine mountains turns to the towering, and the immortal bones are cold and I don't know where. Clear with the wild guest knocking on the Ou,

dingdong urgent sound culvert clear autumn. Luan chicks are still in doubt, and the frost is still in the building at midnight.

if it is as high as a cloud in space, it seems as if it is white and green. The crane flies leisurely from Jingbi, and

the giant eagle wears Penglai out. The predecessors' songs and poems are only Hanlin, and the immortal is old and profound.

the whip turns around the pen, and the brilliance is not bitter for acid. Dream rides the bright moon to clear and sink,

flying to the Tiantai Tianmu Cen. Hundreds of words pour into the lake and pour into the sea, and each word is immortal and long.

On this day, many princes can entertain each other, and the mysterious garden is full of beads. Visit Kunlun all day, and

have a banquet for the Queen Mother on the 12th floor.

Shi Dian-ri observes the ceremony of Chinese studies, Wen Ya-song (Teng Jun)

Observing the ceremony in college, the East knows the colors. Wei Yi He Di Di, Huan Pei again.

ancient music is exhausted, and Qing songs are heard in several places. Six and six blow far away, and nine play clouds.

Confucianism is revered in the holy place, and Mao Xun is honored in the Spring and Autumn Period. Fortunately, I am accompanying my teeth and chatting to praise Sven.

recalling Zhang Chu Shi (Wang Zhenbai)

Zhang Chu Shi on the rooftop, and his poems are mysterious. There are few bosom friends in ancient music, and famous sayings are contrary to customs.

the mountain wind enters the pine path, and the sea and moon climb on the rock leaf. Bi Shiwei lies high, and no one says right and wrong.

Twelve Poems on Yuefu Written by Li Xiao-shu Hua Yuan Qing (Yuan Zhen)

The pumice in Sibin is cut into Qing, and the ancient music is sparse and few people listen to it. I'm a humble worker with few teeth.

It's too elegant to distinguish evil voices. Correct pronunciation is unyielding, and the clock rhythm is uneven.

There is a mixture of gold and drama, and the jade is thrown at the ice. Huayuan soft stone is easy to chase and cut,

it is not elegant to compete with others. Abandoning the old beauty and being happy, Huang Zhong can't compete since then.

Xuanzong Philharmonic loves new music, and Liyuan disciple Cheng Enheng. Dress-up is the only way to ride,

Cloud Gate has not been decided by relatives. I hide the ancient Qing in my heart, and sometimes I sing in the south wind.

Bo Kui once tamed wild animals, while Zhong Ni temporarily knocked on Chun Leisheng. When do you have to hang on to bamboo shoots?

I will wake up when I yell at you. May every time you listen to your government, you will not send wolves to suppress human lives.

Abandon the words of the ancient instrument (Zhang Ji)

Who knows the ancient instrument in the box, and the jade column turns Zhu Si black. The music score of the Millennium is unclear, and

there is no one in Yuefu to preach the correct voice. Autumn insects wear dust in the dark, but they don't know the names of workers in their bellies.

When did the world go back to ancient times? This instrument also played Cloud Gate.