1. The lingering sound lingered for three days. ——From "Liezi·Tang Wen": "In the past, when Han E was in Qi in the east and was short of food, he passed through the Yongmen Gate and chanted songs about fake food. After he left, the lingering sound lingered around the beams and rafters for three days without stopping."

2. Man has two ears, one hears the voice of God and the other hears the voice of the devil. ——From Victor Hugo's "Les Misérables"

3. This song should only exist in heaven, and is rarely heard in the world. ——From Du Fu's "Giving Flowers to the Queen"

4. I can't hear the sound of the rainbow appearing; I can't hear the sound of the sun setting; I can't hear the sound of flowers blooming and snow falling; I can't hear the sound of the wind and grass moving. I can't hear; I can't hear the sound of wild wolves, the gunshots of hunters, or the cries of angels. I only hear loneliness, running back and forth in the grass. ——From Jimmy's "Listen to Jimmy Singing"

5. The sounds you hear are beautiful, but the sounds you can't hear are even more beautiful. ——From "Ode on a Grecian Urn" by John Keats

6. Quietness is the shengxiao of parting, the summer insects are also silent for me, silence is tonight's Cambridge. ——From "Farewell Cambridge" by Xu Zhimo

7. The big strings are as noisy as the rain, and the small strings are as keen as whispers. The bullets are noisy and mixed, and big and small beads fall on the jade plate.

——From "Pipa Xing" by Bai Juyi

8. The apes on both sides of the strait can't stop crying, and the boat has passed the Ten Thousand Mountains. ——From Li Bai's "Early Departure from Baidi City"

9. The endless falling trees rustled under the sky, and the endless Yangtze River rolled in. ——From Du Fu's "Ascend the High"

10. Under the Wansong Pavilion, the breeze is full, and the sound of Qin's music is heard at this moment. ——From Liu Yuxi's "Injuring Qin Mei Xing"

11. On the seventh day of June, the cicadas begin to sing. In the deep leaves of heather, there are two or three sounds in the dusk. ——From Bai Juyi's "Morning Cicada"

12. The sound of chickens in the forest at dawn in spring, and the sound of a startling sound falling into the toad palace. The second call breaks the dream on the pillow, and the third call breaks the sea of ????passersby.

——From Chen Tao's "Crowing Song"

13. Shutong wood is solid in nature, and the sound of Chu silk is clear. Play slowly and slowly, dozens of times late at night. ——From Bai Juyi's "Ye Qin"

14. The chirping sound penetrates the deep trees and enters the lonely city. ——From Huangfu Ran's "Fu De Ying Road Sad Monkey"