1. Poems describing music

Hearing the flute in Luocheng on a spring night Tang · Li Bai's jade flute flew darkly, spreading into the spring breeze throughout Luocheng.

Hearing the broken willows in this nocturne, no one can forget the love of his hometown. Translation: Whose exquisite flute secretly makes a melodious flute sound.

As the spring breeze blows, it spreads throughout the city of Luoyang. In tonight's music, hearing "Folding Willows" from my hometown, who wouldn't feel homesick due to this.

Li Ping's Konghou Yin Tang·Li He Wu Si Shutong Zhang Gaoqiu, the empty mountain condenses the clouds and declines. Jiang E cries about Zhu Su's female sorrow, and Li Ping plays the Chinese harp.

The broken jade in Kunshan screams as a phoenix, the hibiscus weeps and the fragrant orchid smiles. Cold light melted in front of the twelve doors, and twenty-three silk threads moved the purple emperor.

Where Nuwa refines stones to mend the sky, the stones break the sky and amaze the autumn rain. I dreamed of entering the sacred mountain to teach the goddess, and the old fish danced the thin dragon dance.

Wu Zhi sleeplessly leans against the osmanthus tree, flying wet and cold rabbits sideways with bare feet. Translation: On a late autumn night, I played the exquisite konghou made of Wu Si Shu Tong.

Hearing the beautiful music, the white clouds in the sky condensed and stopped floating. Xiang'e sprinkled her tears all over the mottled bamboos, and the plain girls of Jiutian were also filled with sorrow.

This situation occurred because musician Li Ping was playing the harp in the capital. The music is clear and sweet, just like the jade of Kunlun Mountain being broken and the phoenix chirping.

Sometimes it makes hibiscus cry in the dew, sometimes it makes pandan laugh. The crisp music blends with the cold light in front of the Twelve Gates of Chang'an City.

The twenty-three strings were plucked high and lightly, which impressed the almighty Emperor of Heaven. The high-pitched music soared into the sky, reaching the sky that had been patched up by Nuwa's refining stones.

It was like the colorful stones patching the sky were broken, causing the autumn rain to fall all over the sky. In the hallucination, it seems as if the musician has entered the sacred mountain and taught his skills to the fairy.

The old fish jumped in the waves with excitement, and the thin dragon also danced happily. In the Moon Palace, Wu Gang was attracted by the music and stayed up all night under the laurel tree.

The rabbit under the laurel tree also stood and listened, regardless of the slanting dewdrops and the chill. Qin Song Tang Dynasty · Li Qi The master has wine to enjoy the evening, please play the qin Guangling guest.

The moon shines on the city, half of the crows are flying, and the frost is desolate and the wind is blowing into the clothes. The candles in the copper furnace increase the brightness, and the concubine Chu after playing the Lu River for the first time.

After a sound, all the animals fell silent, and the four silent stars became more and more distant. Qinghuai sent envoys for more than a thousand miles, and dared to tell Yunshan from now on.

Translation: The host served wine for everyone to gather tonight, and the violinist strummed the strings to add to the banquet. The bright moon shines on the city, crows are flying, and the frost is coming, and the cold wind blows through my clothes.

The fire is warm and the candles add brilliance. The artist played "Lushui" first and then "Concubine Chu".

As soon as his piano sounded, everything fell silent, and the four people listened silently and held their breath. I was ordered to go to Qinghuai, my hometown far away, to inform everyone that I want to return to Yunshan.

Listening to the Zheng Tang Dynasty · Li Duan played the Zheng on the golden millet pillars in front of the jade house. In order to get Zhou Lang's attention, he often struck the string by mistake.

Translation: The guzheng with its golden millet shaft makes a beautiful sound, and the beauty who plays it with bare hands sits in front of the jade room. She tried her best to win Zhou Lang's favor, but you see she deliberately plucked the wrong strings from time to time.

Hearing the Flute on a Spring Night Tang Dynasty Li Yi played the flute on Hanshan Mountain to call for the return of spring, and the moved guests looked at each other with tears in their clothes. There are endless geese in Dongting all night long, and they all fly north before dawn.

Translation: Blowing the flute in the cold mountains calls for the return of spring to the earth, and the people who have been banished look at each other and their clothes are wet with tears. Countless wild geese that stayed by the Dongting Lake at night flew north eagerly before dawn.

Extended information: Yangliu Branch Ci in the Tang Dynasty. Liu Yuxi put plum blossoms on the plug and played the Qiang flute, and Huainan Guishu Xiaoshan Ci. Please don't play the songs of the previous dynasty, but listen to the new translation of willow branches.

Song Yue Wen Sheng Tang. Liu Xiyi The moon rises from the east of Songshan Mountain, and the moon shines brightly in the sky. Mountain people love clear scenery, which exudes the autumn breeze.

How clear is the night when the wind stops? The grass and insects chirp alone in the night. The immortal is invisible, but he rides close to the moon and plays the sheng.

The crimson lips absorb spiritual energy, and the jade fingers adjust the true voice. What kind of song is the true voice? The love of three mountains, luan and crane.

After leaving the worldly customs, I would like to listen to this song. Now that I'm sleeping in Songcen, I'm so lucky to hear the sound of you.

The gods are happy with my affairs, and their music and songs mark their long-cherished aspirations. 2. Poems about music

Qian Qi's "Xiang Ling Drum and Se" He is good at playing drums and playing harp, and he often hears the spirit of the emperor's son.

Feng Yi Tu dances on his own, but Chu Ke cannot listen. The bitter tone of the metal and stone, the voiceless sound enters the darkness.

Cangwu comes to complain and admire, and the white peony moves to bring fragrance. The flowing water flows through Xiangpu, and the sad wind passes through Dongting.

At the end of the song, no one can be seen, and there are several green peaks on the river. "Xiang Ling Drum Se" by Chen Ji, Wang Yong, Zhuang Ruona and Wei Cui. Goddess Fan Yao Se, Yan Ye Pavilion of the ancient temple.

Chu Yun came to clean the water, and the Xiang River helped clear the water. Wonderful instructions signify a secluded agreement, and numerous voices enter the darkness.

One play of the white crescent moon, several songs of dusk and green mountains. To adjust the resentment of people in bitter thorns, the spirit of the Emperor's son is far away.

If you can appreciate the remaining music, I will try it out for you to listen to. Linjiang Fairy Qin Guan Qianli Xiaoxiang moved to Lanpu, Lanru used to be.

The moon and wind will definitely dew Huaqing. Microwave it clear and do not move, soak it in cold water for a day.

Leaning alone on the dangerous pole, I feel quiet and quiet, and I hear the concubine's cold voice in the distance. The new voice contains the sentiments of the past and present.

At the end of the song, no one can be seen, and there are several green peaks on the river. Li Ping's konghou, Li He, Wu Si, Shutong and Zhang Gaoqiu, the empty mountains are condensed with clouds that are not flowing.

Jiang E cries about the sorrow of the bamboos, while Li Ping plays the Chinese harp. Kunshan's broken jade phoenix screams, hibiscus weeps and dew fragrant orchid smiles.

Cold light melts in front of the twelve doors, and twenty-three silk threads move the purple emperor. Where Nuwa refines stones to mend the sky, the stones break the sky and make the autumn rain startle.

I dreamed of entering the sacred mountain to teach the goddess, and the old fish danced the thin dragon dance. Wu Zhi sleepless and leans against the osmanthus tree, flying wet and cold rabbits sideways with bare feet.

〖Faqu - the beauty of saints, the sound of Zhenghua〗 Tang Dynasty. Bai Juyi. The people of Yonghui dance and chant, and dance with French music and colorful clothes.

The people of Kaiyuan were happy and prosperous due to the harmonious politics and worldly affairs. French music and French music are performed in a grand manner, and the grand celebration is boundless.

Zhongzong Suzong restored Hongye, and Tang Zuo Zhongxing Wanwanye. The French songs are harmonious with the Yi songs, and the Yi songs are mixed with the Chinese ones.

At the end of Luan Qian and Tianbao, Hu Chen will invade the palace next year. He knows that the music of the Dharma is originally beautiful and elegant, and he can only judge music and understand politics.

Once the Hu tunes are mixed together, it is impossible to distinguish the rise and fall of sorrow and joy. I would like to ask for the sound of Ya Kuang and Zheng Hua, so that Yi and Xia will not be invaded by each other.

〖The sound of jade is like music〗Tang Dynasty. Liu Ke Jade can stop spinning when struck, and people say it is the same as music. The complex sounds are suddenly gone, and the elegant rhyme is suddenly clear.

Pei wants to stop his immortal steps, but Quan is suspicious of the night sound. The end of the song is no different to listen to, and the sound is extremely emotional.

It’s hard to know how to describe Teda, but how can Linglong be renamed. If Kunshan is available, everyone will be proud of it.

〖Poem on Willow Branches〗Tang Dynasty. Liu Yuxi put on the plum blossoms and played the Qiang flute, a poem on the osmanthus hill in Huainan. Please don't play the songs of the previous dynasty, but listen to the new translation of willow branches.

〖Songyue Wen Sheng〗Tang Dynasty. Liu Xiyi The moon rises from the east of Songshan Mountain, and the moon shines brightly in the sky. Mountain people love clear scenery and the autumn breeze.

How clear is the night when the wind stops? The grass and insects chirp alone in the night. The immortal is invisible, but he rides close to the moon and plays the sheng.

The crimson lips absorb spiritual energy, and the jade fingers adjust the true voice. What kind of song is the true voice? The love of three mountains, luan and crane.

After leaving the worldly customs, I would like to listen to this song. Now that I'm sleeping in Songcen, I'm so lucky to hear the sound of you.

The gods are happy with my affairs, and their music and songs mark their long-cherished aspirations. "Hearing the Flute in Luocheng on a Spring Night" by Li Bai, Tang Dynasty The sound of someone's jade flute spreads in the spring breeze and fills Luocheng.

Hearing "Breaking Willow" in this nocturne, who can't forget the love of hometown! 〖Gift to Hua Qing〗Tang Dynasty·Du Fu Jincheng silk pipes are flowing day by day, half into the river wind and half into the clouds. This song should only exist in heaven, and can only be heard several times in the human world.

〖The Duke of the Book of Records often plays elegant music〗Tang Dynasty. Anonymous. Chen Jinshi, the music director, meanders to the Duke. The sound of the music is perfect, and the sound is clear and clear.

In response to the changes in the smoke and clouds, the birds and beasts are the same. To be worthy is to praise others, and to practice rituals is to watch the wind.

The three titles of Shengshou and Tianhuan are among the nine. The loneliness and high tunes are over, but Chen Cong is still contented.

"Pipa Tour" - Bai Juyi, Tang Dynasty The Xunyang River sees off guests on the first night, and the maple leaves and flowers bloom in autumn. The master dismounted and was in the boat. He wanted to drink wine but there was no orchestra.

When we are too drunk, we will say goodbye miserably. When we say goodbye, the vast river is soaked in the moon. Suddenly I heard the sound of pipa playing on the water, and the host forgot to return home.

Looking for the sound, I secretly asked who was playing the pipa. The sound of the pipa stopped and I was late to speak. Move the boat closer to invite us to meet each other, add wine, turn back the lights, and resume the banquet.

He came out after calling for thousands of times, still holding the pipa and half covering his face. There are three or two sounds of the strings being plucked by the rotating shaft, and there is emotion before the tune is formed.

The strings muffle the sounds and thoughts, as if complaining of a life of dissatisfaction. The formalities of the letter were continued with a low eyebrow, telling all the infinite things in one's heart.

Lightly gathered, slowly twisted and wiped, and then picked again, at first it was a colorful dress and then it was six pieces. The big strings are noisy like the rain, and the small strings are like whispers.

Noisy and jumbled bullets, big and small beads falling onto the jade plate. The orioles in Guan Guan are talking at the bottom of the flowers, and the water from the quiet spring is flowing down the beach.

The water spring is cold and astringent, the strings are doubtful, and the doubtful sound will never pass for a while. Don't worry and hate yourself. Silence is better than sound at this time.

The silver bottle bursts into water, and the cavalry stands out with swords and guns. At the end of the song, the plectrum is carefully drawn, and the four strings sound like cracking silk.

The east boat and the west boat are silent, only the white autumn moon can be seen in the middle of the river. While he was chanting and plucking strings, he straightened his clothes and tightened his features.

She said she was originally a girl from the capital city, and her family lived under the Xia Toad Mausoleum. At the age of 13, he learned the pipa successfully and became the first member of the teaching group.

Qu Ba once taught good people how to dress up, and Qiu Niang was always jealous of her makeup. The young people in Wuling are struggling with their heads, and there are countless red silk songs.

The head of the tin is shattered by the grate, and the bloody skirt is stained by wine. This year's laughter will bring back the next, and the autumn moon and spring breeze will pass easily.

My brother left to join the army and my aunt died. There are few horses and pommels in front of the door, and the boss is married to a businessman.

Businessmen value profits over separation. The month before last, they went to Fuliang to buy tea. We go to and from the mouth of the river to guard empty boats, and when we go around the boats, the moon shines brightly on the river, and the water is cold.

Late at night, I suddenly dreamed about my youth. I cried and cried, and my eyes were red with tears. I sighed when I heard the pipa, and I groaned again when I heard the words.

We are both fallen people at the end of the world, so why should we have known each other before meeting. I resigned from the imperial capital last year and was relegated to Xunyang City where I was sick.

There is no music in Xunyang's small place, and the sound of silk and bamboo is not heard all year round. I live near the Huanjiang River, where the land is low and humid, and yellow reeds and bitter bamboos grow around my house.

I heard something in the morning and evening, the cuckoo crows and the blood ape wailing. On a spring river with flowers facing the autumn moonlight, I often drink wine alone while drinking.

How can there be no folk songs and village flutes, and it is difficult to listen to the hoarse and mocking music. Tonight, hearing your pipa music makes my ears suddenly bright as if listening to fairy music.

Mo Cigeng sat down to play a piece of music and translated it into a pipa line for you. I feel that I have been saying this for a long time, but sitting down makes the strings turn sharply.

The sound is not as sad as the forward sound, and everyone in the house weeps when they hear it again. Who cried the most in the audience? Sima Jiangzhou's green shirt was wet.

"Listening to Master Ying Playing the Qin" - Han Yu of the Tang Dynasty. Suddenly the situation became tense and the warriors went to the enemy's field.

Floating clouds and catkins have no roots, and the sky and the earth are vast and far away. A flock of birds chirped noisily, and suddenly a solitary phoenix was seen.

If you can't reach the upper limit, you will lose your strength and plummet. I have two ears to sigh, but I don't know how to listen to the silk bamboo.

After hearing Master Ying play, he got up and sat aside. Pushing his hands suddenly stopped, his clothes were wet with tears.

You are sincere and capable, but you can't put ice and charcoal in my intestines. "Li Ping Kong Hou Yin" - Li He, Tang Dynasty Wu Si Shu Tong Zhang Gaoqiu, the blank sky condenses and the clouds are not flowing.

Jiang E cries about Zhu Su’s female sorrow, and Li Ping plays the Chinese harp. Kunshan's broken jade phoenix screams, hibiscus weeps and dew fragrant orchid smiles.

Cold light melts in front of the twelve doors, and twenty-three silk threads move the purple emperor. Where Nuwa refines stones to mend the sky, the stones break the sky and make the autumn rain startle.

I dreamed of entering Kunshan to teach the goddess, and the old fish danced the thin dragon dance. Wu Zhi sleepless and leans against the osmanthus tree, flying wet and cold rabbits sideways with bare feet.

"Listening to Master Ying's Qin Song" - Li He of the Tang Dynasty. The clouds from Pupu are returning to Guihuazhu, and the words of the two phoenixes are heard in the strings of Shu. The hibiscus leaves have fallen and the luanas have left in autumn. The King of Yue rises at night to visit Tianmu.

Secretly Pei Qingchen knocked on the water. 3. Ancient poems about music

Song 7 of Kangqiao's Long Poem "Sorrow"

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And music

The other side of music One side

Green penetrates the earth

Whose life flows

Flows into our limbs and bones

Forever full and always overflowing

And music

Spring rises in the morning in the garden

The rose is ready to sacrifice itself to the fairy

Take off her frail coat

Then I saw music

The soul of love and beauty

Whose life flows

into Our limbs

Music

The soul of love and beauty

Her scales

From on high

Come forward

All the flowers are infected

They are full of youth

From roots to leaves

Music

Cast light

Send the colors of flowers far away

Like clouds and flames

Whose life is flowing

The wind cannot move

For a long time

In our hearts

The world begins to fall into a dream 4. Ancient poems about music

I found this online.

Qian Qi's "Xiang Ling Drum and Piano" He is good at playing drums, clouds and harps, and often hears the spirit of the emperor's son. Feng Yitu danced by himself, but Chu Ke couldn't bear to listen.

The bitter tone and sad tone of gold and stone, the voiceless sound enters the darkness. Cangwu comes to complain and admire, and the white peony moves to bring fragrance.

The flowing water flows through Xiangpu, and the sad wind passes through Dongting. At the end of the song, no one can be seen, and there are several green peaks on the river.

The Chu clouds came to clear the water, and the Xiang River helped clear the water.

The wonderful instructions signify the secluded agreement, and the numerous sounds enter the darkness. The crescent moon is white once, and the mountains are green at dusk.

To adjust the resentment of people in bitter trees, the spirit of the emperor is far away. If you can appreciate the remaining music, I will try it out for you to listen to.

Linjiang Immortal Qin Guan A thousand miles away from Xiaoxiang to Lanpu, Lanru used to be. The moon wind will definitely reveal Huaqing.

Microwave does not move, soak in cold water for a day. Leaning alone on the dangerous girdle, I feel quiet, and I can hear the concubine's quiet voice in the distance.

The new voice contains the emotions of the past and present. At the end of the song, no one can be seen, and there are several green peaks on the river.

Li Ping's Konghou Yin, Li He, Wu Si, Shutong and Zhang Gaoqiu, the empty mountains are condensed with clouds that are not flowing. Jiang E cries about Zhu Su's female sorrow, and Li Ping plays the Chinese harp.

The broken jade in Kunshan screams as a phoenix, the hibiscus weeps and the fragrant orchid smiles. Cold light melted in front of the twelve doors, and twenty-three silk threads moved the purple emperor.

Where Nuwa refines stones to mend the sky, the stones break the sky and amaze the autumn rain. I dreamed of entering the sacred mountain to teach the goddess, and the old fish danced the thin dragon dance.

Wu Zhi sleeplessly leans against the osmanthus tree, flying wet and cold rabbits sideways with bare feet. 〖Faqu - the beauty of the saints, the sound of Zhenghua〗 Tang Dynasty. Bai Juyi.

The people of Yonghui dance and chant, and dance with French music and colorful clothes. The sound of political harmony and worldly affairs is overwhelming, and the people of Kaiyuan are happy and healthy.

The French music and French songs are grand, and the grand celebration is boundless. Zhongzong Suzong restored Hongye, and Tang Zuo Zhongxing Wanwanye.

The French music and the French music harmonize with the Yi songs, and the Yi sounds are mixed with the Chinese ones. With Luan Qian and Tian Bao at the end, Hu Chen will invade the palace next year.

He knows the beauty of Dharma music, and he can only be able to examine music and understand politics. Once the Hu tunes are mixed together, it is impossible to distinguish between the rise and fall, the sorrow and the joy.

I hope that Ya Kuang Zheng Hua Yin will not let Yi and Xia invade each other. 〖The sound of jade is like music〗Tang Dynasty. Liu Ke Jade can stop spinning when knocked, and people say it is the same as music.

The complex sounds are suddenly gone, and the elegant rhyme is suddenly clear. Pei wants to stop his immortal steps, but Quan is suspicious of the night sound.

At the end of the song, there is no difference in hearing, and the sound is extremely emotional. It's hard to know how to describe Teda, but how can it be renamed for Linglong.

If Kunshan is available, everyone will be proud of it. 〖Poem on Willow Branches〗Tang Dynasty. Liu Yuxi put on the plum blossoms and played the Qiang flute, a poem on the osmanthus hill in Huainan.

Please don’t play the songs of the previous dynasty, but listen to the newly translated willow branches. 〖Songyue Wen Sheng〗Tang Dynasty. Liu Xiyi The moon rises in the east of Songshan Mountain, and the moon shines brightly in the sky.

Mountain people love clear scenery and exude the autumn wind. How clear is the night when the wind stops? The grass and insects chirp alone in the night.

The immortal is not visible, but he rides close to the moon and plays the sheng. The crimson lips absorb spiritual energy, and the jade fingers adjust the true voice.

What is the real sound? The love of three mountains, luan and crane. After leaving the worldly customs, I would like to listen to this song.

Now that I have come to sleep in Songcen, I am so lucky to hear the sound of you. The gods are happy with my affairs, and they sing and sing to remember their long-cherished intentions.

〖Hearing the Flute in Luocheng on a Spring Night〗Tang Dynasty. Li Bai The sound of someone's jade flute flew darkly, spreading into the spring breeze and filling Luocheng. Hearing "Breaking Willow" in this nocturne, who can't forget the love of hometown! 〖Gift to Hua Qing〗Tang Dynasty·Du Fu Jincheng silk pipes are flowing day by day, half into the river wind and half into the clouds.

This song should only exist in heaven, and can only be heard several times in the human world. 〖The Duke of the Book of Records often plays elegant music〗Tang Dynasty. Anonymous. Chen Jinshi, the music director, meanders to the Duke.

The person who plays the music has a unique voice, and the clear rhyme and sound are clear. The rules should be changed in the smoke and clouds, and the birds and beasts should be the same.

To be virtuous is to praise others; to practice etiquette is to watch the wind. Shengshou has three titles, and Tianhuan has nine songs.

The loneliness and high tunes have ended, but Chen Cong is still complacent. Qian Qi's "Xiang Ling Gu Xi" He is good at drums, clouds and harps, and often hears the emperor's son's spirit.

Feng Yi Tu dances on his own, but Chu Ke cannot listen. The bitter tone of the metal and stone, the voiceless sound enters the darkness.

Cangwu comes to complain and admire, and the white peony moves to bring fragrance. The flowing water flows through Xiangpu, and the sad wind passes through Dongting.

At the end of the song, no one can be seen, and there are several green peaks on the river. "Xiang Ling Drum Se" by Chen Ji, Wang Yong, Zhuang Ruona and Wei Cui. Goddess Fan Yao Se, Yan Ye Pavilion of the ancient temple.

Chu Yun came to clean the water, and the Xiang River helped clear the water. Wonderful instructions signify a secluded agreement, and numerous voices enter the darkness.

One play of the white crescent moon, several songs of dusk and green mountains. To adjust the resentment of people in bitter thorns, the spirit of the Emperor's son is far away.

If you can appreciate the remaining music, I will try it out for you to listen to. Linjiang Fairy Qin Guan Qianli Xiaoxiang moved to Lanpu, Lanru used to be.

The moon and wind will definitely dew Huaqing. Microwave it clear and do not move, soak it in cold water for a day.

Leaning alone on the dangerous pole, I feel quiet and quiet, and I hear the concubine's cold voice in the distance. The new voice contains the sentiments of the past and present.

At the end of the song, no one can be seen, and there are several green peaks on the river. Li Ping's konghou, Li He, Wu Si, Shutong and Zhang Gaoqiu, the empty mountains are condensed with clouds that are not flowing.

Jiang E cries about the sorrow of the bamboos, while Li Ping plays the Chinese harp. Kunshan's broken jade phoenix screams, hibiscus weeps and dew fragrant orchid smiles.

Cold light melts in front of the twelve doors, and twenty-three silk threads move the purple emperor. Where Nuwa refines stones to mend the sky, the stones break the sky and make the autumn rain startle.

I dreamed of entering the sacred mountain to teach the goddess, and the old fish danced the thin dragon dance. Wu Zhi sleepless and leans against the osmanthus tree, flying wet and cold rabbits sideways with bare feet.

〖Faqu - the beauty of saints, the sound of Zhenghua〗 Tang Dynasty. Bai Juyi. The people of Yonghui dance and chant, and dance with French music and colorful clothes.

The people of Kaiyuan were happy and prosperous due to the harmonious politics and worldly affairs. French music and French music are performed in a grand manner, and the grand celebration is boundless.

Zhongzong Suzong restored Hongye, and Tang Zuo Zhongxing Wanwanye. The French songs are harmonious with the Yi songs, and the Yi songs are mixed with the Chinese ones.

At the end of Luan Qian and Tianbao, Hu Chen will invade the palace next year. He knows that the music of the Dharma is originally beautiful and elegant, and he can only judge music and understand politics.

Once the Hu tunes are mixed together, it is impossible to distinguish the rise and fall of sorrow and joy. I would like to ask for the sound of Ya Kuang and Zheng Hua, so that Yi and Xia will not be invaded by each other.

〖The sound of jade is like music〗Tang Dynasty. Liu Ke Jade can stop spinning when struck, and people say it is the same as music. The complex sounds are suddenly gone, and the elegant rhyme is suddenly clear.

Pei wants to stop his immortal steps, but Quan is suspicious of the night sound. The end of the song is no different to listen to, and the sound is extremely emotional.

It’s hard to know how to describe Teda, but how can Linglong be renamed. If Kunshan is available, everyone will be proud of it.

〖Poem on Willow Branches〗Tang Dynasty. Liu Yuxi put on the plum blossoms and played the Qiang flute, a poem on the osmanthus hill in Huainan. Please don't play the songs of the previous dynasty, but listen to the new translation of willow branches.

〖Songyue Wen Sheng〗Tang Dynasty. Liu Xiyi The moon rises from the east of Songshan Mountain, and the moon shines brightly in the sky. Mountain people love clear scenery and the autumn breeze.

How clear is the night when the wind stops? The grass and insects chirp alone in the night. The immortal is invisible, but he rides close to the moon and plays the sheng.

The crimson lips absorb spiritual energy, and the jade fingers adjust the true voice. What kind of song is the true voice? The love of three mountains, luan and crane.

After leaving the worldly customs, I would like to listen to this song. Now that I'm sleeping in Songcen, I'm so lucky to hear the sound of you.

The gods are happy with my affairs, and their music and songs mark their long-cherished aspirations. "Hearing the Flute in Luocheng on a Spring Night" by Li Bai, Tang Dynasty The sound of someone's jade flute spreads in the spring breeze and fills Luocheng.

Hearing "Breaking Willow" in this nocturne, who can't forget the love of hometown! 〖Gift to Hua Qing〗Tang Dynasty·Du Fu Jincheng silk pipes are flowing day by day, half into the river wind and half into the clouds. This song should only exist in heaven, and can only be heard several times in the human world.

〖The Duke of the Book of Records often plays elegant music〗Tang Dynasty. Anonymous. Chen Jinshi, the music director, meanders to the Duke. The sound of the music is perfect, and the sound is clear and clear.

In response to the changes in the smoke and clouds, the birds and beasts are the same. To be worthy is to praise others, and to practice rituals is to watch the wind.

The three titles of Shengshou and Tianhuan are among the nine. The loneliness and high tunes are over, but Chen Cong is still contented. 5. Sentences to describe music

Beautiful sentences about music

1. The power of music is immeasurable, let us all love music! Let our lives be filled with music, and let music benefit us humans!

2. An educator once said, "Education without art is an incomplete education." Music is the best expression of art. In order to cultivate our all-round development of moral, intellectual, physical, artistic and physical skills, the school offers music classes. Whenever music sounds, we sing loudly and dance gracefully. This not only relaxes our mood, but also cultivates our sentiment and enhances our understanding of beauty. Imagine that without music, we would not be able to develop in an all-round way, our lives would lack a sense of beauty and rhythm, and life would become boring. We listen to music, appreciate music, and life becomes so beautiful because of music!

3. Music is the soul of mankind. Only those who understand music understand life.

4. Classical music, another masterpiece of music, a "masterpiece" may, in people's eyes, simply be - bad. I don't think so. The benefits of classical music – it makes us understand history. Classical music not only expresses a musical style. From the melody and lyrics of classical music, we can appreciate the development of history. So, not only will our study of history not be boring, but we can also step into the long history, right?

5. If you have ever tried to meditate in a quiet night and listen to what the world wants to say after a day, then you will agree that in fact, real silence is not completely silent. The silence of the night is woven by a sound as delicate as foam and as dense as gauze. It exists with the air, colorless and tasteless, more charming than wine, more fragrant than flowers 6. Verses praising music

The sound of music idioms and verses shakes the trees, Yangguan, three-tiered strings, sharp pipes, high and low-pitched music For three days, pearls fell on jade plates and came out of the valley. The oriole sang three times and sighed five times. The sound of nature was incomplete. The sound of the mountains and flowing water lingered around the beam. It was as if it was far away from nothingness. It was sonorous and powerful. It was deafening and endless. Like a strand of poetry, this song should only exist in heaven. How many times can you hear it in the world.

Noisy and jumbled bullets, big and small beads falling onto the jade plate. Musical Quotes Music education is not the education of musicians, but first and foremost the education of people.

——Suhomlinsky The perception and understanding of beauty is the core of aesthetic education and the key point of aesthetics. ——Suhomlinsky Appreciating music requires an ear that can discern the rhythm. For ears that cannot discern music, the most beautiful music is meaningless.

—— Marx Educate our children through music and in music —— (English) Helen Simpson Without music, life is worthless. ——Nietzsche Without early music education, I would accomplish nothing in anything I do.

—— Einstein In addition to paying great attention to moral and social purposes, music education must explore beautiful things as its own purpose and educate people to be beautiful and kind. Music is a higher revelation than all wisdom and philosophy. Whoever can penetrate the meaning of my music can transcend the suffering that ordinary people cannot extricate themselves from.

——Beethoven I firmly believe that simplicity and truth are the principles of beauty in all works of art. —— Gluck A piece of music that I love conveys to me thoughts and meanings that cannot be expressed in words.

—— Mendelsohn Technology is valuable only when it serves a noble purpose. —— Schumann The true meaning of art is to make people happy, inspiring and empowering.

——Haydn Without contact with life, you cannot create for life. If you don't train your personality, you won't be able to produce great works.

—— Nie Er To me, music is the perfect expression of the soul. —— Schumann Through the inner connection with poetry, music gains new life.

—— Liszt In real music, full of a thousand kinds of spiritual feelings, it is much better than words. - Mendelssohn It is better to create real situations than to copy them.

—— Verdi I spend a lot of time on the melody. The important thing is not the beginning of the melody, but its continuation and development into a complete artistic image.

—— R. Strauss Composing music is not difficult, but eliminating redundant notes is extremely difficult. ——Brahms When a composer creates a work, he puts all his effort into it.

He experienced belief, doubt, enthusiasm, despair, joy and pain in turn. —— Bizet Shouldn’t musicians study nature like poets and painters? In fact, he was able to study man, nature's most remarkable creation.

——Jo. Freshart I love music very much.

Just because I love music, I try to separate it from the impoverished traditions that suppress it.

Music is a passionate free art, an outdoor art, as boundless as nature, like the wind, the sky, and the ocean. Music must not be kept in a room and become an academic art.

—— Debussy Music has two purposes, one is to please people’s senses with pure harmony, and the other is to move people or stimulate people’s enthusiasm. ——Roger North People think: My artistic creation comes easily.

This is wrong. No one puts as much time and effort into composing as I do.

There is no master whose work I have not studied over and over again. ——Wo A. Mozart Music is an outburst of the soul.

It does not allow for experimental analysis like chemistry. There is only one true quality to great music, and that is emotion.

——Frederick Berlioz What is the way for a composer to derive the full benefit of his study of peasant music? That is to completely absorb the vocabulary of peasant music, to the point of forgetting everything except this vocabulary, and to use this vocabulary as one's own musical mother tongue. ——Bartok Li He's "Li Ping Kong Hou Yin" is about music.

There seems to be another "Listening to Master Ying Playing the Piano" by Han Yu, you can go look for it. Wu Si, Shutong and Zhang Gaoqiu, the empty mountain is condensed with clouds.

Xiang'e cries about the sorrow of the bamboo girl, and Li Ping plays the Chinese harp. Kunshan's broken jade phoenix screams, hibiscus weeps and dew fragrant orchid smiles.

Cold light melts in front of the twelve doors, and twenty-three silk threads move the purple emperor. Where Nuwa refines stones to mend the sky, the stones break the sky and make the autumn rain startle.

I dreamed of entering the sacred mountain to teach the goddess, and the old fish danced the thin dragon dance. Wu Zhi sleepless and leans against the osmanthus tree, flying wet and cold rabbits sideways with bare feet.

The poem *** has fourteen lines, using fourteen metaphorical images to praise the beauty of the scene, melody and skill when Li Ping plays the konghou. Some of these images are realistic, some are hallucinatory, and some are mythical.

A series of images of the poem come to mind, which can’t help but dazzle the person. Coupled with the obscure language, the first reading makes people feel incomprehensible. However, after savoring it carefully, it gradually becomes clearer: At the beginning, I first write about the harp played by Li Ping. It is well-made and can be said to be the best, which sets off the beauty of the music. Playing it on a crisp autumn day, you can imagine that the sky is high and the clouds are light and the cool autumn wind is the time when people are in high spirits. Because the air is clear, the music can be carried far away by the wind. This is One sentence describes the beauty of the scene while playing. Next, it is written that the floating clouds in the empty mountains were attracted by the music and stopped flowing, and the plain girl in Xiang'e was moved to tears of sorrow and resentment. This happened only because Li Ping was playing the harp.

We describe a person's beauty by saying that she has the appearance of "a sinking fish and a wild goose, and the moon is shy of the flowers", but the music here has the effect of making the floating clouds freeze and the beautiful woman feel sad. Starting from the fifth sentence, write about the beauty and appeal of the melody: when you play it crisply, you feel like hearing the broken jade of Kunlun Mountain and the cry of the phoenix; when you play it softly, you feel like dewdrops on a lotus. When it falls, Orchid also laughs; when it reaches the desolate place, the temperature in the twelve city gates of Chang'an becomes cold, and the emperor in the palace is also moved by it, and the whole Chang'an is shrouded in cold light; when it reaches the sad place, As a result, the sky that Nuwa patched up was leaked again, and the autumn rain also fell sadly. It seemed that Li Ping was teaching Mrs. Cheng who was good at playing the harp, and the gods with superb skills also wanted to learn from him. The music moved the old fish and jumped out. The waves and the thin dragons in the abyss also danced; Wu Gang in the Moon Palace could not sleep due to hearing the waves, and he leaned against the tree in a daze. Even the Jade Rabbit did not know that the cold dew had wet its fur.

This series of descriptions, from animals to plants, from the human world to the fairy world, from the water to the sky, is bold and exaggerated, romantic and novel. These fourteen images, some are metaphorical, some are imitative, using metaphor, personification, synaesthesia, etc.