Modern poems about praise 1. What are the beautiful poems?

1. Li Ping Quotations

Year: Tang Author: Li He

Wu Si, Shu and Zhang Tong are in high autumn, and the empty mountains are not flowing.

Jiang Yue wept for Motome's sadness, while Ping Li was playing China.

Kunshan jade broken Fengming, hibiscus crying, Xianglan laughing.

The cold light melts in front of the twelve gates, and the twenty-three silk moves the purple emperor.

Nu Wa makes up the sky by refining stones, and the stones break the ground to stir up the autumn rain.

Dream into the holy mountain to teach the gods, and the old fish dance with the waves.

Wu Mian leans against the laurel tree, showing his feet and flying obliquely to wet cold rabbits.

2. Spring Night in Los Angeles

Year: Tang Author: Li Bai

Yu Di's dark flying sound scattered into the spring breeze in Los Angeles.

In this nocturne, the willow is broken, and no one can afford to be homesick.

3. Qin Xing on the River

Year: Tang Author: Chang Jian

Jiang Ju Yu Qin, with one string clear and one heart clear.

The seven strings of Lingling are all over the ground, and the wood is full of melancholy clouds.

It can make the river white and make the river deep.

I only know that the branches of buttonwood can symbolize gold.

4. Listening to Lu on a Moonlit Night

Year: Tang Author: Li Bai

Sit on the bright moon at idle nights, and you play the piano.

Suddenly I heard the tune of "Very Taiwan", which seemed to be the voice of "Han Song".

The fingering of Snow White makes your delicate hands busy, and the syllable of "green water" really nourishes your heart.

Unfortunately, Zhong Ziqi has long since passed away, and there is no such confidant in the world.

5. "Zheng Nv hits Zheng Song"

Year: Tang Author: Gu Kuang

At the age of eight, Zheng Can played the guzheng, and the spring breeze blew the sound in the sky. A cry of tears from Yong Men,

Two red carp show their beards, and three white apes show their cheeks. When Zheng's daughter got married,

Falling flowers and broken gauze. High-rise buildings don't hide their voices, so they are ashamed to kill Huang Yinger.

6. Pipa Tour

Year: Tang Author: Bai Juyi

In the evening, I bid farewell to a guest on Xunyang River. Maple leaves and mature rushes rustle in autumn.

I, the host, have dismounted, my guest has boarded his boat, and we raise our cups, hoping to drink-but, alas, there is no music.

Although we drank a lot of wine, we were not happy. When we were leaving each other, the river mysteriously widened in the direction of the full moon.

We heard a sudden sound, a guitar crossed the water, the host forgot to go home and the guests left.

We followed the melody, asked the player's name, and the voice was interrupted ... and then she reluctantly answered.

We moved the boat closer to hers, invited her to join us, and summoned more wine and lanterns to start our party again.

However, before she came to us, we called a thousand times and urged her for a thousand times, but she still hid half of her face behind her guitar from us.

... she turned the tuning pin and tested several strings, and even before she played, we could feel her feelings.

Every string is a kind of meditation, and every note is a kind of deep thinking, as if she were telling us the pain of her life.

She frowned and bent her fingers, then started her music and talked about endless things in your heart.

Take your time, first the air in the rainbow skirt, then the six small ones.

Big strings hum like rain, and small strings whisper like secrets.

Humming, whispering-and then mixing together, like pouring large and small pearls into a plate of jade.

Between Guan Ying's words, the bottom of the flower is slippery, and spring water flows along the beach.

By checking its cold touch, the string seems to be broken, which makes us never stop.

The depth of sadness and the hiding of sadness are more told in silence than in voice.

A silver vase suddenly burst, pouring out a stream of water, jumping out of the conflict and blow between armored horses and weapons.

Before she put down the pick, her stroke was over, and all four strings made a sound, just like tearing silk.

The east ship was silent, and the west ship was silent. We saw the white autumn moon entering the river.

Put it on the strings thoughtfully, straighten clothes and gather customers.

Tell us how she spent her girlhood in the capital and lived in her parents' house in Toad Hill.

She mastered the guitar at the age of thirteen, and her name ranked first in the list of musicians.

Song often teaches excellent talents, and her beauty is the envy of all the leading dancers.

How did the aristocratic youths in Wuling compete generously? Countless red silks were given to a song.

And the blood color of the skirt was stained by wine, China.

Season after season, joy followed, and neither the autumn moon nor the spring breeze attracted her attention.

My brother joined the army and my aunt died. Night after night passed and her beauty disappeared.

There were fewer and fewer cars and horses in front of the door, and finally she married herself to a businessman.

Who, first of all, stole money, accidentally left her and went to Fuliang to buy tea a month ago.

Go to Jiangkou to watch the boat in the air, and the moon sails around the boat in cold water.

Sometimes in the middle of the night, she dreams of her victory and is awakened from her dream by her hot tears.

Her first guitar note made me sigh. Now, after listening to her story, I feel even sadder.

We were all unhappy until the end of the day, when we met. We understand. What is the relationship between acquaintances? .

A year ago, I left the capital and came here. Now I am a sick Jiujiang exile.

Jiujiang is so far away that I haven't heard music, neither strings nor bamboo sounds for a whole year.

I live in a small town near the river, which is low and humid. Huang Lu bitter bamboo is born around the house.

What can you hear here in the morning and evening? The cuckoo's bleeding cry, the ape's sobbing.

I often pick up the wine and drink it alone in the spring morning with flowers and the autumn night with moonlight shining.

Of course, there are folk songs and bagpipes in the village, but they are rough and harsh, and they are harsh in my ears.

Tonight, when I heard you playing the guitar, I felt that my hearing was illuminated by wonderful music.

Don't leave us. Come, sit down. Play it for us again. I will write a Long song about guitar. ..

... she was moved by my words, stood there for a while, and then sat down to play her strings-they sounded even sadder.

Although the tune was different from what she had played before, all the listeners covered their faces.

But which of them cried the most? , this Jiujiang officer. My blue sleeves are wet.

2. Singing poems

(1) Li Bai was about to go by boat when he suddenly heard singing on the shore.

(2) I danced. After my shadow rolled, I sang. The moon encouraged me.

(3) Liu Lou's heart dances low, and the peach blossom fan sings at the bottom.

(4) Knock the Hosta on the bamboo pole and sing a Song Like Frost.

(5) The soldiers are half dead, and the beauty army is still singing and dancing.

(6) The shepherd boy rides an ox and sings loudly.

(7) The river level is willow green, and the songs of Langjiang can be heard.

(8) There are tall buildings in the northwest, which are flush with the floating clouds. The window is sparse and the pavilion is triple. There are string songs on it. How sad the sound is! Who can write this song? Nothing, just Qi Liang's wife. Qing merchants blew with the wind, and the middle song fell. Sighs are more generous than sadness. You will not hesitate to be a singer, but you will hurt your bosom friend. You are willing to fly high for a pair of swans.

(9) Jincheng silk tube is in full swing, half in the river wind and half in the clouds. This song should only exist in the sky, and people can hear it several times. I am a songwriter, but I am a songwriter. )

(10) I am a madman of the Chu people, and I sang a crazy song "Arguing Confucius".

3. Poems describing singing

1, grandma Yao Chi's window opened and Huang Zhu sang sadly.

Yaochi Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin

The Queen Mother of the West opened the window on the Yaochi; The voice of bamboo songs is very sad.

Eight-horse car, traveling three thousand miles a day; Zhou Muwang, why didn't the default come again?

Explanation:

The Queen Mother of the West opened the window on the Yaochi; I only heard Huang Zhuge's voice moving sadly. Eight Jun Shenma's car trips to Wan Li three times a day; Why did Zhou Muwang break the contract and stop coming?

2, the song is bitter, the word is bitter, and the four gentlemen listen.

Short Song: Bai Juyi in Tang Dynasty

The sun is like fire, and the next moment is Wan Li Road. From day to night, the circle turns like a bead.

I can't live, but I can't. I will sing a short song for you. Songs are bitter, words are bitter. Listen, four young gentlemen.

The autumn wind will return to the spring breeze before it is urged tomorrow. People are absent without roots, and Zhu Yan is depressed during the day.

Advise you to drink with a smile. Life cannot be happy for a long time, and young people will come soon.

Explanation:

The color of the rising sun is like fire, and it takes only an instant to rise thousands of miles. The sun rises during the day and sets at night. The round sun is like a spinning bead. Restless sun, what can I do with you? I have to raise my glass to sing a short song. The song is sad, and the words sung are also sad. Boys and girls here, please listen up.

Today is not over yet, and tomorrow will come. Just after autumn, spring is coming again. Life drifts with the passage of time, and beautiful faces always disappear as quickly as time. I suggest you smile and have a drink. It is impossible to get long-term happiness in one's life. Youth always passes quickly, and old age will come soon.

3, tears wet towel dream, singing in front of the temple late at night.

Tang Dynasty harem word: Bai Juyi

Tears wet Luo Jin's dream of not being able to sleep. Late at night, I heard a rhythmic song coming from the lobby.

Beauty is not old, has lost the elegance of the king, and sat on warm clothes until dawn.

Explanation:

Tears soaked the towel and I couldn't sleep. I can't dream. Late at night, I heard the sound of singing in rhythm from the front hall. Beauty has lost her favor before she is old, and leans on the smoke cage until dawn.

4, the faint song is far away. Sorrow leads to Jiang Nanan.

"The Dead Hua Lian Yue Nv Picking Lotus in Autumn Water" Song Dynasty: Ouyang Xiu

Yue Nv picked lotus in autumn water. The narrow sleeves are light, revealing double gold cymbals. Take a picture and pick flowers like noodles. The heart is only in conflict.

? It's getting late at the beach. The fog is heavy and the smoke is light, and there is no companion when you come. The faint song spread to the distance. Sorrow leads to Jiang Nanan.

Explanation:

Next to the clear autumn water, a beautiful Jiangnan girl is picking lotus. Lightweight sleeves and a gold ring hidden on the jade wrist outline her graceful posture and figure. Her charming face is reflected on the water, competing with the lotus flower. She picked the fragrant lotus root with delicate hands, but it did not interfere with the "silk" of the lotus root and aroused her feelings.

In a blink of an eye, it's getting late and the wind is blowing. The girl immersed in reverie suddenly wakes up and sees a group of frivolous evening smoke, thinking of her companions. At this time, there was a faint song in the distance, only to hear it farther and farther, and the lingering sound curled up on the bank of the south of the Yangtze River, as if it had spilled all the way.

5, Lion wall, strawberry moss all over the floor, a few beautiful songs in the brothel.

Walking on the Sand Song Dynasty: Ouyang Xiu

Rain Ji scenery, vernal equinox weather, thousands of flowers are blooming. Draw a pair of Liang Xinyan, and the jade cage parrot sleeps alone.

Ficus pumila is against the wall, covered with raspberry moss, and there are several beautiful songs in the brothel. Suddenly, old things came to my mind. I was silent and frowned.

Explanation:

After the spring rain, the sky cleared up and the weather at the vernal equinox was beautiful. Flowers are in full bloom and colorful. On the painted beam, the newly returned swallows are paired. Parrots in jade cages are worried about sleeping alone.

Ficus pumila herb climbed up the wall, the ground was covered with raspberries, moss and green moss, and beautiful songs came intermittently from the brothel in the distance. When I think of the past, I can't help but frown silently, and the eyebrows in the distant mountains are green.

4. Sentences praising beautiful songs.

1, you are the most charming in my eyes, and your songs are the most beautiful in my ears.

2. Your singing is euphemistic, which makes people full of praise and makes my heart surge! This kind of voice should only be heard in the sky, and it is rarely heard in life.

3, around the beam for three days, the sound is endless!

4. At the dock of love, I burn my boat, fearing that you will miss it when it gets dark at night, and I will wait with a burning heart.

Beautiful songs echoed slowly in the church.

6. Keep your favorite songs in your ear at the same time. The song is sometimes tactfully moving, like the flowing water in a mountain stream; Singing is sometimes passionate, like the rolling waves of the sea; Songs are sometimes melancholy, such as Lin Daiyu's tears at the moon.

7. This song is very long, so you can hear it from far away. People have heard this song before they saw it; Or people have gone over the hill and disappeared, and the song is still lingering.

8. At this time, I heard the fragrance of rice and wheat and the smell of earth floating in the song. When I heard these songs, I felt as if I had tasted the farmers' new rice and homemade corn wine. I'm all ears. Singing flutters, moving melody turns into gorgeous sunset glow, cheerful notes turn into birds, fly far away, fly back and live in my heart.

9, singing, often another picture comes to mind, and emotions will be emotional because of lyrics or songs. Every note and sound of the song will make my mind relaxed and active, my body beat and stop, and my mood will laugh and cry.

10 suddenly, my heart also rises and falls with the song, and the song seems to resonate with my soul, making me experience an emotion I have never experienced before.

5. Sentences praising singing

1, with your favorite song in your ear. The song is sometimes tactfully moving, like the flowing water in a mountain stream; Singing is sometimes passionate, like the rolling waves of the sea; Songs are sometimes melancholy, such as Lin Daiyu's tears at the moon.

2. Open the cool music box and enjoy a wonderful piece of music. Elegant melody makes me calm, fast melody makes me spin, popular songs make me passionate, and high melody makes me excited.

3. At this moment, I heard singing, and the fragrance of rice and wheat and the smell of earth floated in. Hearing this song seems to have tasted the farmer's new rice and homemade corn wine. Sentences describing beautiful songs. I'm all ears. Singing flutters, moving melody turns into gorgeous sunset glow, cheerful notes turn into birds, fly far away, fly back and live in my heart.

4, singing, often another picture comes to mind, and emotions will be emotional because of lyrics or songs. Every note and sound of the song will make my mind relaxed and active, my body beat and stop, and my mood will laugh and cry.

In a flash, my heart rises and falls with the song, and the song seems to resonate with my soul, which makes me experience an emotion I have never experienced before.

This song is very long, so you can hear it from far away. People have heard this song before they saw it; Or people have gone over the hill and disappeared, and the song is still lingering.

7. A good song can often make people cry, make people crazy, make people passionate and excited. Sentences describing beautiful songs.

8. The song is melodious and simple, like a earnest admonition, a silent dialogue, which has been sung to people's hearts, from the heart and pervaded the whole square. Sound waves hit the mountains and the mountains echoed; The sound crosses the Yanhe River, and the river performs accompaniment; After several twists and turns, it echoed back and forth and spread to the distance.

9. There is a silvery clarity in the voice of a female soldier, and at the same time it seems to contain a kind of sadness of "sand, sand". Just like piccolo and saxophone played alternately in a woodwind band, it was always at arm's length with the voices of more than 50 people, and reached perfect harmony with the surrounding moonlight and the mood of officers and men at that time. At the same time, like dew, it pours on the newly planted stems in Nahana, adding three points of vitality to the vegetable ridge that has just been given life. These are not enough. Listening attentively, I seem to hear a contradiction in the song, including encouragement, sadness, nostalgia, regret and fantasy.

10, singing, like a trickle, washed your heart; Singing, like a ray of bright sunshine, illuminates your heart; Singing, like a slight spring breeze, blows away your sadness. ...

1 1, a song by Long song, good wind, good dreams, good songs and good spirit. Good songs are like stars. I have no energy and I can't appreciate them one by one, let alone interpret them one by one. I can only say that good is good, and I can't let it go when I meet it.

12. I was caught by three fans of "Chinese and Western Silk and Bamboo Harmony" at the Chinese and Western Music Song and Dance Conference last night. Like a late spring morning. The drizzle falls silently on my face, creating a moist and relaxed feeling. The fresh breeze blows my clothes, just like a lover's breath blows my hand. The Mao Mao rain on the alum tunnel I built is like a thin layer of emulsifiable concentrate; It just feels fatter and cuter when you step on it.

The song continues. The feelings of the chorus suddenly rose and were greatly exaggerated. Sun Nan's penetrating voice is like tears. Blood is thicker than water, and feelings are as heavy as mountains. The true blood of the Chinese nation is slowly flowing on the ruins of the earthquake-

14, that song floated from the other side of the river, like a breeze blowing through my heart; That song floated from the countryside and rippled in the night sky of the city, which was particularly extraordinary; That song floated from my memory, played back in my life, embellished my life and ignited my hope.

15, music with metallic texture, connects the sonorous sound of swords into a strange musical snowfield. That is the beauty of strength, the voice of the strong, the love of children, and the spirit of heroes. Music collides with the listener's heart, producing strong resonance and interaction, just like a flying butterfly dancing in the snowfield, dancing with intoxicating music and melting in the same snow scene. ...

16, the songs are moving from time to time, and the songs are like flowing clouds and unique charm; Sometimes it is sad and beautiful. If it sounds like a drop of bamboo leaves, it is thought-provoking. Sometimes it is as rich and deafening as the long sound of an eagle spreading its wings; Sometimes tactfully, it seems like a line of tears when you are deeply in love, which makes people sad. () I sleep with it every day, but I ignore its beauty in daily life.

17, the room is very quiet, very quiet, so quiet that you can hear your heartbeat. Although we all don't know music, we are all deeply infected by Li Guyi's singing. Accustomed to her beauty &; lt； Spring in the frontier is clear and pure &; gt； Suddenly I heard her singing with her voice, and everyone was surprised and surprised.

18, the lower the song goes, the stronger the shock to people's hearts. It is your red lips that stick to everything in me, your thoughtfulness that makes me warm again, your ten thousand tender feelings that melt the ice and snow, and your sweet words that change the season. That song tells the inseparable truth in the world and sings the sweetest love in the world born in the snowfield. Look, happy love is coming to the world through colorful snowfields.

19, sometimes it simply forms a river of songs, a sea of songs, and the songs are uneven, rising again and again, then singing, singing in unison, and singing in turn, so that you can't tell the head from the tail and touch the edge. That's just singing heartily!

20. This song, with its beautiful melody and colorful and full harmony prelude, caught my heart deeply at once.

6. Ask for a compliment to sing.

The song is full of waves of love, which will always moisten my heart.

That song is the call of my hometown.

Singing is my sweet memory. See Songs: Ancient Songs

Singing is for you to walk Wan Li Road.

Singing is a long-lost spring rain

This song is a summer breeze floating on the yellow land. See song: River.

The song is really gentle, like a white cloud leaning on a hill.

The singing is really gentle.

Singing breaks your heart.

The song is so clear.

Her singing sounds like the news of spring.

Can make flowers full of fragrance

The song floated across the heartstrings and soothed the wound.

Singing is like a warm current, like heat and light.

Cheerful songs shine into my heart like sunshine.

It is brighter, and that kind of enthusiasm makes my heart.

Full of light and heat

Her singing is warm and beautiful.

Will bring me a lot of fantasies.

7. What poems describe singing?

1. "To Wang Lun" Year: Tang Author: Li Bai

Li Bai was just about to leave when he heard a farewell song from the shore.

Even if the Peach Blossom Pond is deep, it is not as deep as Wang Lun's sending away my love.

When Li Bai plays in Taohuatan, Jingxian County, he often visits Wang Lun, a villager. When he left, Wang Lun came to see me off, so Li Bai wrote this song farewell. This poem with obvious folk flavor is natural, simple, fresh and smooth. The poet used the ordinary scenery in front of him as a metaphor to express Li Bai's deep affection for Wang Lun, an ordinary villager.

2. "Partridges and ducks stay up all night" Time: Song Author: Yan

Duckfighting pond doesn't go home at night,

There are new poems in the wine column.

The clouds turn with Jasper's song,

Snow dances around Hongqiong.

Back in those days, Chinan didn't fight ducks at night. After the banquet, fine sand fan wrote poems. Jasper sings softly, and white clouds follow the song. Hong Qiong danced a thousand times, and her sleeves went home, like snow turning with her. Now that I think of the past, I don't feel tears wet my skirt. People are like running water, but it is difficult to meet each other thousands of miles apart. In retrospect, my eyes are full of sad things. Where is my heart, spring breeze and autumn moon?

3. "Partridge Tian Mei Rui New Makeup Gui" Year: Song Author: Yan

Meirui new makeup laurel leaf eyebrow,

The charm of Xiaolian gives birth to Yaochi.

Clouds turn with the singing of green water,

The snow danced around the red gauze and the sleeves drooped.

4. "Picking Lotus and Breaking the Soul" Year: Song Author: Ouyang Xiu

Yue Nv picked lotus in autumn water. The narrow sleeves are light, revealing double gold cymbals. Take a picture and pick flowers like noodles. The heart is only in conflict. ? It's getting late at the beach. The fog is heavy and the smoke is light, and there is no companion when you come. The faint song spread to the distance. Sorrow leads to Jiang Nanan.

5. "Partridge Tian Mei Rui New Makeup Gui" Year: Song Author: Yan

Meirui new makeup laurel leaf eyebrow. The charm of Xiaolian gives birth to Yaochi. Clouds sing with green water, and snow dances around red gauze. It is easier to get hurt than to be late. Cherish the lack of HongLing's poetry cutting. Pedestrians will disappear, and Zhu Hanxing Bridge is still in its infancy.

What is the background of the song "In My Singing"?

In My Singing is a song written by Qu Wanting 20 12. This song originated from a person she met during her return to China, who gave her a deeper understanding and view of domestic music creation. This is a wonderful fate and opportunity. After returning to Canada, Qu Wanting wrote this song "In My Singing". The real intention of the song is to thank many people in my life, thank them for their efforts and good influence on me, and know how to cherish everything in the moment. This song has been signed by Qiyi.com as the theme song of Qiyi.com's first self-made drama "Online Love", and Qu Wanting personally participated in the MV.