1. The sound of someone’s jade flute spreads into the spring breeze and fills Luo City. ?

"Hearing the Flute in Luo City on a Spring Night / Hearing the Flute in Luoyang City on a Spring Night" Tang Dynasty: Li Bai

The sound of someone's jade flute flies quietly, spreading into the spring breeze and filling Luo City. ?

Hearing the broken willows in this nocturne, who can not forget the love of hometown?

Interpretation:

Whose exquisite flute secretly makes a melodious flute sound. As the spring breeze blows, it spreads throughout Luoyang.

In tonight's music, hearing "Breaking Willows" from my hometown, who wouldn't feel homesick due to this?

2. "Wu Si, Shutong and Zhang Gaoqiu, the empty mountain is condensed with clouds that are not flowing." "Kunshan's broken jade phoenix screams, hibiscus weeps and dew fragrant orchid smiles."

"Li Ping Konghou Yin" Tang Dynasty: Li He

Wu Si Shu Tong Zhang Gaoqiu, the empty mountain condenses the clouds and declines.

Jiang'e cries about the sorrow of women in bamboo, while Li Ping plays the Chinese harp.

The broken jade in Kunshan screams as a phoenix, and the hibiscus weeps and the fragrant orchid smiles.

The cold light melts in front of the twelve doors, and the twenty-three silk threads move 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 sleepless and leans against the osmanthus tree, flying wet and cold rabbits sideways with bare feet.

Interpretation:

On a late autumn night, the exquisite konghou made of Wu Si Shu Tung is played. 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 konghou in the capital.

The sound of the music is as clear and sweet as the jade of Kunlun Mountain is broken and the phoenix screams; sometimes it makes hibiscus weep in the dew, sometimes it makes pandan laugh.

The crisp music blends with the cool 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 patched 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 is as if the musician has entered the sacred mountain and taught his skills to the female fairies; 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!

3. On the seven strings of Lingling, listen quietly to the cold wind in the pines.

"Listening to Playing the Qin" Tang Dynasty: Liu Changqing

On the seven strings, listening quietly to the cold wind in the pines. (Seven Strings Part One: Qisi)

Although the ancient tunes are self-loving, many people today don’t play them.

Interpretation:

The cool melody played by the lyre is melodious and ups and downs, and listening carefully is like the sound of the rolling pine waves.

Although I love this ancient tune, most people don’t play it today.

4. One bullet broke the pearl sac, and the sound of golden disks bursting out was intermittent.

"Pipa Play" Tang Dynasty: Niu Shu

Who can get a piece of wood with three feet of spring ice and five notes.

One bullet broke through the pearl sac, and the sound of golden disks bursting out was intermittent.

It is fluttering and cold, and the insects are stinging, and the gods and ghosts are frightened.

Qiu Hong calls his lover, the clouds are dark, and the orangutan cries at night, the moon is bright.

The sound of 潏潏gurgle is uncertain, and Hu Chu has not learned Chinese correctly.

Just like during the lunar eclipse in Chang'an, the whole city was filled with the sound of drums.

The flying green mountains do not suppress anything, and the wild water flows to wet people.

Remembering Empress Chen sadly, she danced half-heartedly in the Spring Palace.

The orioles are calling each other with a hundred tongues, and the jade trees in the backyard are filled with flowers and rain.

The place where the second concubine cried was full of mountains, and the clouds behind the second concubine disappeared.

In the deep night, frost and dew lock the empty temple, with scattered clumps of mottled bamboos scattered in the wind.

The grass in Jingu Garden is first green, and Shi Chongyi is pondering the return song.

At that time, there were twenty-four friends, holding the golden cup in hand and not hearing enough.

It is also like Jia Ke walking along the Shu road, with thousands of bells ringing on the empty mountain.

It's not like this tune, yo yo, chirping, noisy chirping.

Lead it to the mountain, and the beast cannot move away. If it is blown into the water, the fish will not be able to swim.

I realized that this art is impossible, and everything in the world depends on my hands.

How can you play for me again and again and give me a glass of wine in front of the flowers?

Interpretation:

I don’t know who cut this pipa with a knife. It is as rare as three feet of spring ice, and it has all five notes.

Once it bounces, it seems to tear the pearl bag, and the pearls fall into the gold plate, making intermittent mellow sounds.

The strings drifted and made a cold sound, waking up the dormant insects, and the gods and ghosts were startled after hearing it.

The clouds in the northern land darken as the autumn bird cries for its mate, and the night cry of the orangutan makes the moon in the southern barbaric land brighter.

Like the sound of gurgling water, which is not stable, and like the barbarians in the north studying Chinese studies, the language is hazy and unclear.

It seems that the lunar eclipse in Chang'an caused people all over the city to beat drums.

It sounds like the green mountains of Emei are flying up, but there is no sense of oppression. It also sounds like wild water flowing in, which has a moistening feeling.

The tune sounds sadly reminiscent of Empress Chen of the Southern Dynasty, who was half drunk in the Spring Palace and watched a slender-waisted girl dancing.

It is also like a hundred orioles singing to each other, and there are sad tears like rain on the eucalyptus trees in the backyard of Empress Chen.

I felt that the two concubines of Ehuang and Nvying were crying heavily, and the clouds were turning violently after the death of Ehuang and Nvying.

At the end of the night, the frost and dew were so heavy that the Yingkong Temple of Emperor E was sealed off, leaving only a clump of mottled bamboo swaying in the wind.

The grass in Shi Chong’s Jingu Garden is just green in early spring, which seems to be a piece of his longing for home.

Back then, the twenty-four friends of Jinguyuan could not get enough of the golden cup in hand.

It’s like a businessman walking on the road of Shu, with many chimes ringing in the empty mountains.

After a while, the tune sounded like deer croaking and birds chirping, and the noise was mixed and the birds chirping.

The sound of playing came into the mountains, and the animals stopped and refused to leave.

The sound of playing floated to the surface of the water, and the fish were so fascinated by it that they forgot to swim.

Now I know that this kind of playing skill is not available elsewhere. Many things in the world are done by a pair of skillful hands.

How about playing a few more songs for me? Give you a glass of wine before the flowers.

5. The bitter tone of the gold and stone, the voiceless sound enters the darkness.

"Provincial Examination of Xiangling Drums and Syr" Tang Dynasty: Qian Qi

He is good at playing drums and harps, and often hears the spirit of the emperor's son.

Feng Yikong dances by himself, and Chu Ke cannot listen.

The bitter tone of the 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 Xiaopu, and the sad wind passes through Dongting.

No one can be seen at the end of the song, and there are several green peaks on the river.

Interpretation:

I often hear that the gods of Xiangshui are good at playing Yunhe's harp.

The beautiful music made the river god Feng Yiwen dance, but the travelers who traveled far away could not bear to listen.

The deep and plaintive melody makes even the hard stone moved and sad; the clear and high-pitched music is so penetrating that it flies to that high and boundless place.

When such beautiful music spread to the wilderness of Cangwu, even the spirit of Emperor Shun, who rested in Jiuyi Mountain, was moved by it and began to complain and yearn for it; while the Angelica dahurica growing in Cangwu area , inspired by the music, it also spit out more fragrance.

The sound of music spread along the flowing water to the Xiangjiang River, and turned into a sad wind flying across the vast Dongting Lake.

The song ended in silence, but the goddess of Xiangshui playing the harp was not seen. The smoke on the river dissipated, revealing several mountain peaks, the mountains were green and charming.