The fingering of Snow White makes you in a hurry, and the syllable of "green water" really nourishes nature and purifies the heart. Unfortunately, Zhong Ziqi has passed away, and there is no such confidant in the world.
2. Whose flute is flying in the dark and scattered to the spring breeze in Los Angeles. -Tang Dynasty: Li Bai's "Smelling the flute in Los Angeles on a Spring Night"
Whose exquisite flute is secretly making melodious sound? As the spring breeze flutters, it spreads all over Luoyang. In tonight's song, who will not miss home when they hear the "broken willow" in their hometown?
3, Wu Si Shu Zhangtong, Gao Qiu, an empty mountain. -Tang Dynasty: Li He's Quotations from Li Ping
In the late autumn night, I played the beautiful piano made by Wu Si Shutong. Hearing the wonderful music, the white clouds in the sky condensed and stopped floating.
4. Hum and whisper-and then mix them together, just like pouring large and small pearls into a plate of jade. -Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi's Pipa Journey
Translation: Noise and tangles are played alternately; Like a string of beads falling from a jade plate.
5, this song should only exist in the sky, and people can listen to it several times. -Tang Dynasty: Du Fu's "Giving Flowers"
Such music should only exist in the sky. How many times can you hear it on the earth?
6, Wu Si Shu Zhangtong Gao Qiu, an empty mountain congeals clouds. -Tang Dynasty: Li He's Quotations from Li Ping
In the late autumn night, I played the beautiful piano made by Wu Si Shutong. Hearing the wonderful music, the white clouds in the sky condensed and stopped floating.
7, lead in the mountains, the beast can't do it. Blown into water, fish can't swim. -Tang Dynasty: Uncle Niu's Pipa Journey
The sound of playing reached the mountains, and the animals stopped and refused to go. The sound of playing floated to the surface of the water, and the fish was fascinated and forgot to swim.
8. Playing the guzheng is exciting and the new sound is charming. -Han Dynasty: Anonymous "Good Banquet Today"
How elegant the timbre of this guzheng is, it is the most fashionable music.
9. Feng Yi dances in the air, and Chuke can't bear it. -Tang Dynasty: Qian Qi's "Provincial Examination of Xiangling Drum Rabbit"
Beautiful music makes Feng Yi, the river god, dance, but travelers can't bear to listen.
10, once it has started playing, there is no other sound: a spell is on the banquet, and the stars are getting thinner. -Tang Dynasty: Qin Song by Li Jie
When his piano rang, everything was silent, and the four seats listened with bated breath.
2. The sentence 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 have a * * * vibration with my heart, which makes me experience an emotion I have never experienced before.
3. Beautiful sentences about music are as melodious as camphor leaves with dewdrops in the morning.
The song reverberated around the beam for three days. Listen carefully, a deep but drifting feeling will occupy the scientific mind, as if all the noise has gone away, leaving only the voice of nature.
More like the bright moon among pine forests, quiet and clear.
Your singing is euphemistic and beautiful, 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.
Her singing is the legendary nature, like a kingfisher playing in the water and an oriole singing. Her voice infected all of us! Warm, flowing into my heart, it took a long time to find that this wonderful song came from her heart.
I didn't know she could turn around at that height. After a few turns, it was high, three or four times in a row, and it rose steadily. This is like climbing Mount Tai from the west of Ole Peak: at first glance, Ole Peak cuts the wall dry and thinks that heaven is connected with heaven; When I turned to Ole Peak, I saw that Fan Cliff was more on Ole Peak; When I turned to Fanya, I found that the worse the door was on Fanya: the more dangerous, the more dangerous it was. After Wang Xiaoyu sang to a very high level, he suddenly fell down and tried his best to show his indomitable spirit, like a flying snake hovering in the middle of the 36 peaks of Huangshan Mountain. In an instant, the number of laps is repeated. From then on, I sang lower and thinner, and my voice gradually disappeared ... "
That crisp song, like the chirping of orioles in the valley, is euphemistic and intoxicating.
Wang Xiaoyu opened his lips, bared his teeth and sang a few words. At first, the sound was not very loud, but I felt an indescribable wonder: in my internal organs, it was like a piece of iron, everywhere; Thirty-six thousand pores are like eating ginseng fruit, and no pore is not carefree. After singing a dozen words, I gradually sang higher and higher, and suddenly pulled out a gyro, like a steel rope thrown into the sky, and could not help secretly exclaiming.
4. Poems or classical Chinese words describing beautiful songs are praised as "Three Days on the Beam". The origin of the word is a classical Chinese.
Secondly, the first poem is Bai Juyi's Pipa Trip.
Attach two sources.
Sonorous, loud and lasting
Xue Tan studied under Qin Qing, and his youth was not poor, so he called himself exhausted. I resigned. Qin Qing stopped; In the suburbs, touching elegies, shaking trees, very sonorous. Xue Tan apologized and never dared to speak for life. Qin Qing said to his friend, "In the past, when Han E was in the East, he lacked food. After passing through Yong Men, he sang and pretended to eat. When I walked, the sound was lingering, and I walked for three days, so I walked left and right. If you go against the journey, you will be humiliated by those who go against it. Han E wailed for ages, and cried for three days without eating. Catch up with it Wuye, go back to Long song. For a long time, the old and the young danced happily, and the Buddha couldn't help it, but forgot his sadness. This is a generous gift. Therefore, the people of Yong Men are good at singing and crying up to now, and they have released the legacy of moths. 」
Pipa line 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 direction of the melody and 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, bent her fingers, and then started her music, letting her heart share everything with us bit by bit.
She brushed the strings, slowly twisted, swept and plucked, 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, so you can't swallow the spring scenery and flow under the ice.
The ice spring is cold and astringent, as if it can't pass; And notes, fade away. 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.
There is a quiet boat in the east and a quiet boat in the west, but see the new autumn moon in the river. She tied it thoughtfully on the rope, stood up and smoothed her clothes, serious and polite.
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.
Her art even attracted the appreciation of experts, and her beauty attracted the envy of all major dancers. Wuling teenagers fight for their heads, and a song gives countless rolls of red silk.
The silver comb inlaid with shells was broken by her rhythm, and the bloody skirt was stained with wine. Season after season, joy followed, and neither the autumn moon nor the spring breeze attracted her attention.
Until her brother went to war, and then her aunt died, and the night passed, and the night came, 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. Take an empty boat to Jiangkou, no company, only the bright moon and cold water.
Sometimes in the middle of the night, she will dream of her victory, and her makeup will turn red and her tears will dry up. 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? . Last year, I resigned from the imperial city, and now I am sick and exiled in Jiujiang.
Jiujiang is so far away that I haven't heard music, neither strings nor bamboo sounds for a whole year. The humidity near Cannes is very low, and the house is surrounded by bitter reeds and yellow rushes.
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 the 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 official. My blue sleeves are wet.
Beautiful sentences describing music are like the snow in spring and the sound of nature. Indeed, this song should only exist in the sky, and it is rare to hear it on earth! Around the beam for three days, the sound is endless. Cheerfulness falls in my heart, just like some lively spirits, baptizing my soul. Singing for three days. Listen carefully, a deep but drifting feeling will occupy the scientific mind, as if all the noise has gone away, leaving only the voice of nature. People are intoxicated in the beautiful music melody, "intoxicated and don't know the way home." Just like the "green Jiang Nanan" whispering quietly like the spring rain that "sneaked into the night with the wind", it moistens things silently, shines like the bright moon among pine trees, and is quiet and clear. People are deeply immersed in the floating world, but there is a bright moon in the sky and a gentle breeze. This song has a melodious voice, pure and pleasant. The warm and clear singing has returned to its true colors, the beautiful soul of children's music, the beautiful singing, the warm and beautiful singing like sunshine, the pure and abnormal singing and the magnificent singing.
6. What are the beautiful sentences that describe music? 1. Music is a higher revelation than all wisdom and all philosophy. Whoever can penetrate the meaning of my music can transcend the sufferings that ordinary people can't extricate themselves.
There is a vivid and beautiful landscape painting in the sound of the piano. Deep springs flow out of the mountain stream and merge into a deep pool like a jade. There are fine ripples in the pool, and a golden moon is dragging in the water. 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.
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. From the piano, it seems that there is a gurgling sound of running water. The shepherd boy's flute sounded, and there was harmony between heaven and earth.
5. 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. 6. Music is a passionate free art, an outdoor art, as boundless as nature, wind, sky and ocean.
Never shut music in the room and become an academic art. Elegant piano sound matches the tune.
Like dew dripping on flowers. 8, beautiful soul, beautiful songs.
9. The sound of the piano poured out like a flood. The beautiful melody echoed over the audience.
10, inspiring people to achieve harmony in artistic conception, which is music. 1 1, melodious harmonica sound, like a breeze.
12, the piano is loud, like an eagle hitting the sky. 13. The melody of Hu Jian's songs is so sweet and sad, just like an elderly loving mother calling for a long-lost child and a young wife missing her husband.
14, with colorful singing skills and various forms. Different songs have different charms, and our voices are different, sweet and sour. 15. Music can purify people's hearts. People immersed in the music world tend to be more open-minded, sensitive, emotionally stable, and more able to understand other people's feelings, so it is easier to get along with others.
At the same time, they are more likely to feel the joy of life and love life.
7. The beautiful sentence 1 describing the melody of music lingers for three days and falls happily in my heart, just like some lively spirits, baptizing my soul.
2, just like Chun Xue, the voice of nature, really this song should only be in the sky, it is rare to hear in the world!
3, people are deep in the floating world, but there is a feeling of bright moon and cool breeze.
4. When clear chords flow through your ears, you feel a tender feeling and a heart like fire is beating. That rich and delicate emotion and charming natural realm flow in the music, bringing infinite association to people.
Beautiful music is like butterflies flying in the air, like tinkling springs flowing in the mountains, and sometimes like bright stars, flashing in the night sky.
6. The song lingered among the beams for three days. After listening carefully, a deep but drifting feeling will occupy the scientific mind, as if all the noise has gone away, leaving only the voice of nature.
7. Let your hair fly in the wind and raise your glass to thank freedom. I would like to be a musician's thin feather, and I would like to be the fragrance of the sky, detached from things and flowing in the sound spring. ...
8. Just like the spring breeze of Green Jiang Nanan, it is quiet; Another example is the spring rain that "sneaked into the night with the wind", moistening things silently.
9. The melody of Hu Jian's song is so sweet and sad, just like an elderly loving mother calling for a long-lost child, just like a young wife missing her husband.
10. Music is a higher revelation than all wisdom and philosophy. Whoever can penetrate the meaning of my music can transcend the sufferings that ordinary people can't extricate themselves.