1. Poems about art

1. About the harp Sitting alone in the quiet bamboo, playing the harp and whistling loudly.

People in the deep forest don’t know that the bright moon comes to shine. ——Wang Wei's "Zhuli Pavilion" The cool autumn spring charm is stored in Longfeng Pool.

A cup of spring clouds can make you feel happy. There has been gin since ancient times, and those who get this taste are rare.

It should only be well-being and Ji, and my three hearts know. ——Bai Juyi's "Pair of Gin Wine" The solitary tree sings secretly, conveying the true nature simply.

As if the string is pointing out, you can see the ancient people. The wind and snow are far away, but spring is coming.

The banquet is not over yet, who can discern the economics? ——Wang Changling's "Qin" A monk from Shu hugged the green silk and went west to Mount Emei.

Waving your hand for me is like listening to thousands of pines. The guest's heart is washed by the running water, and the remaining sound is the frost bell.

Unconsciously, the blue mountains are dusk, and the autumn clouds are darker. ——Li Bai's "Listening to Monk Shu Rui's Qin" The autumn water comes from the ten fingers, and the sunset is played several times.

I wonder how many people’s hearts have been broken by this song? The heart creates nothingness, and the strings ring between the nails. Come to the palace at night to adjust, the bright moon fills the empty mountain.

Sound the five-tone table and play beyond ten fingers. Where the birds are singing and the flowers are falling, the music ends in response to the spring breeze.

——Bai Yuchan's "Untitled" has five tones, six rhythms and thirteen emblems. The dragon sings and the crane sounds, thinking of Pa Xi. A flick of flowing water flicks a flick of the moon, and the water, moon and wind produce pine branches.

——Lu Tong's "Qin in the Wind" 2. About Chess During the yellow plum season, it rains every house, and there are frogs everywhere in the grassy ponds. I didn't come over at midnight because I had an appointment, so I knocked on the chess pieces and let the lanterns fall.

----------------------------------------------- --------------------------------------- Climb the Guanyin Tower and look at the city. Bai Juyi's detailed information can be found on Baidu. The home is like a chess game, and the twelve streets are like vegetable beds. From a distance, I can see the fire slightly entering the morning [3], and there is a star with five doors to the west.

----------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------- For details about Du Fu's tomb in Biefang Taiwei, go to Baidu to search for other places. Return to duty, stay on horseback and leave the solitary grave. There is no dry soil near the tears, and there are broken clouds in the low sky.

Play chess with Xie Fu, and look for Xu Jun with the sword. Only flowers are falling in the forest, and warblers are singing to send guests off.

----------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------- Go to Baidu to find out the details of Jiangcun Du Fu and Jiang Yiquhuo The village flows, everything in Changxiajiang Village is quiet. Swallows in the hall since leaving, gulls in the water making love.

The old wife draws paper to make a chess game, while the child knocks needles to make fishing hooks. All ailments require is medicine, what else can a tiny body need?

----------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------- To update the details of Feng Yansi, go to Baidu to check Ye Chuchang. When people are close to each other, the dream breaks through the window and the moon fades. Parrots are sleeping, crickets are chirping, and the west wind is cold.

Red candles, half a chess game, and a bed painted with mountain green. Playing on the embroidered cover, leaning on the Yao qin, my front is filled with tears of joy.

----------------------------------------------- --------------------------------------- Yang Liuzhi Wen Tingyun For more information, go to Baidu to check the depth of lighting at the bottom of the well. Zhu Yi, *** Lang Changxing Mo Go. The exquisite dice is decorated with red beans, and I miss you deeply.

----------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------- Two poems about playing chess presented by Ren Jian and Huang Tingjian. The detailed content can be found in Baidu. I found out that I had no official business to communicate with the court, but I only had three hundred dry chess pieces and one bottle. Sitting in seclusion, I don’t know the joy of caves. Talking with my hands is better than talking to ordinary people.

Books pile up and dust creates cases, and cars and horses are flooded, leaving guests at the door. If a victorious general is arrogant and suspicious, he will surely be defeated, and he will eventually defeat the enemy.

----------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------- Two poems about playing chess presented by Ren Jian and Huang Tingjian. The detailed content can be found in Baidu. When I had no official business, I talked about two chess games in the military academy at the table. The heart is like a spider's silk floating in the blue sky, and the body is like a dead branch transformed into a beetle.

A sincere man in eastern Hunan is willing to die, and the division of the world can still be maintained. Who said that my disciple still loves the sun and watches the setting of the moon without knowing it?

----------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------- The detailed content of the visit to Lin Bu in the Ruishang Renfang of Gushan Temple is here At the bottom of Baidu, I was leaning on the railing and thinking. The back pavilion of Gushan Tower was leaning to the west. The gloomy scrolls are in the forest temple, and the chessboards and chessboards are scattered in the fields.

Sometimes a solitary bird flies in the autumn scenery, and the setting sun rises in the cold smoke. I love my house so much when I stay late, I just wait until spring to see the snow.

----------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------- Check the details of Lin Bu, a scholar sent to the mountains, on Baidu. At night, cranes and apes are heard again, and they seem to be isolated from the group. Don't hate Dangui in the middle of the month. Let's look at the white clouds on the mountain.

The chess pieces may as well be placed near the water, and the poem title is also good at *** monk points. I am worried that after becoming famous one day, it will be rare for me to live in peace and quiet. 2. What are the ancient poems about "language art"

1. "Falling Flowers"

Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty

The guests in the high cabinet went unexpectedly, and the flowers in the small garden flew everywhere. . The winding roads are scattered all the way, delivering the slanting light.

The broken intestine cannot bear to be scanned, and the piercing eyes are still thin. My heart is exhausted towards spring, and what I get is my clothes.

2. "Heavy Snow in Lingnan"

Ou Shiheng, Song Dynasty

The sea is covered with frozen corals and thousands of miles of sand, and the six branches of the Yanfang River are all blooming.

Even if there is a spring order in Luoyang, who will ask Yuan An about the scholar's family

3. "Spring in Lingnan"

Sun Zhengping of the Song Dynasty

Repairing bamboo in front of the window The mist is like clouds, and the sweet words are only heard by spring birds.

After sleeping, I sat down on the futon and held the tea bowl against the stove.

4. "A Guest in Lingnan"

The sky wind blows white waves, how are the returning guests?

In the Yan Kingdom, the flowers bloom early, and the spring boat carries the rain.

Fear of snakes Burn the gall wood to prevent the poisonous seeds from declining.

The merchant woman at the entrance of the cave always sends night songs.

5. "Chen's Qiurong Xuan"

Ming Dynasty ·Gao Qi

The western suburbs are vast and vast, with misty scenery of trees and rivers. After the rain, the red lotus leaves fell, and the setting sun was half as cold as the river.

The cicadas chirp and the mountains become dark, and the geese leave the sky for eternity. When faced with depression, a solitary person should know the reflection in the mirror. 3. Ancient poems about art

Li Ping and Konghou Yin

Tang Li He

Wu Si, Shu Tong, Zhang Gaoqiu.

The clouds on the empty mountain are stagnant,

Xiang'e sings about the bamboos, and the girl is sad.

Li Ping played the Chinese harp.

The broken jade of Kunshan screams as a phoenix,

The hibiscus weeps and the dew fragrant orchid smiles.

The cold light melts in front of the twelve doors,

Twenty-three silk threads move the purple emperor.

The place where Nuwa refines stones to mend the sky,

The stones break the sky and amaze the autumn rain.

Dreaming of entering the sacred mountain to teach the goddess,

The old fish dances the thin dragon dance.

Wu Zhi sleeplessly leans against the osmanthus tree,

Flying wet and cold rabbits sideways with bare feet.

Listening to Lu Zishun playing the piano on a moonlit night

Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty

Sitting under the bright moon at leisure, a quiet man plays the piano.

Suddenly I heard the sad wind, just like the singing of cold pines.

The white snow clutters your hands, the green water clears your mind.

The bell has disappeared for a long time, and there is no sound in the world.

Haotingqin

Tang Dynasty __Bai Juyi

His nature is fond of silk tung, and the dust will disappear when he hears it.

When a sound comes to my ears, everything is separated from my heart.

Clearness can cure diseases, peace and harmony can nourish people.

It is especially suitable to listen to three kinds of music to comfort the white-headed man.

A man from Zhangshan plays the harp

Chang Jian of the Tang Dynasty

When you go to the green grass, you will play the jade harp on the west peak.

Isn't it just a reward in the mountains and a clear mind?

Returning from the mountain pass in the morning, I heard the clear (quiet) sound when I came out of the ridge.

Understand the clouds and clouds (meaning), and see the heart of heaven and earth.

The black crane dances gracefully in the pine forest under the clear sky.

Change the strings and sing (harmonize) the business sound, and listen to the flying dragon's chant.

I feel that this body is delusional, and gradually realize that the immortal things are profound.

He will cast the alchemy cauldron into my hairpin forever.

Listening to Playing the Qin

Tang Dynasty __ Liu Changqing

Listening to the cold wind on the cold pine trees.

Although the ancient tune is self-loving, many people today don’t play it.

Jiangnan Nong Zhao Sequ

Southern and Northern Dynasties __ Shen Yue

Handan Qi Nong produced Wen Zi.

The lingering string is sharply tuned and cuts the flow sign.

The black crane hovers in the white clouds.

White clouds rise, and the fragrance blooms.

Living and reuniting, Qu Weiyang.

1. About the Qin

Sitting alone in the secluded bamboo, playing the Qin and whistling loudly. People deep in the forest don't know that the bright moon comes to shine.

——Wang Wei's "Zhuli Pavilion"

The cool autumn spring charm is stored in Longfeng Pond. A cup of oily spring clouds can bring it to your heart.

There has been gin since ancient times, and those who get this taste are rare. It should only be well-being and Ji, and my three hearts know.

——Bai Juyi's "Pair of Gin and Wine"

The solitary paulownia sings secretly and in vain, conveying the true nature simply. It's like the string is pointing out, and you can see the ancient people.

The wind and snow are far away, but the spring is coming. The banquet is not over yet, who can discern the economics?

——Wang Changling's "Qin"

A monk from Shu held the green silk in his arms and descended westward to Mount Emei. Wave your hand for me, it's like listening to thousands of pines.

The guest's heart is washed by the running water, and the remaining sound is the frost bell. Unexpectedly, it was dusk in the green mountains, and the autumn clouds were dark.

——Li Bai's "Listening to the Sichuan Monk Xu Rui's Qin"

Autumn water grows on the ten fingers, and the sunset is played several times. I wonder how many people's hearts have been broken by this song?

The heart creates nothingness, and the strings ring between the nails. Come to the palace at night to adjust, the bright moon fills the empty mountain.

Sound the five-tone table and play beyond ten fingers. Where the birds are singing and the flowers are falling, the music ends in response to the spring breeze.

—— "Untitled" by Bai Yuchan

Thirteen emblems of five tones and six rhythms, the dragon sings and the crane sounds, thinking of Pa Xi. A flick of flowing water flicks a flick of the moon, and the water, moon and wind produce pine branches.

——Lu Tong's "The Qin in the Wind"

2. Regarding chess, during the yellow plum season, it rains everywhere, and there are frogs everywhere in the grassy ponds.

I didn’t come over at midnight because I had an appointment, so I knocked on the chess pieces and let the lanterns fall.