Poems about Guqin 1. What are the poems describing Guqin
Bai Juyi's "Qin"
has a few piano pieces, but he is careless but affectionate.
why bother waving? the wind strings speak for themselves.
There are also poems suitable for engraving on the guqin:
1. Su Shi's "Qin Shi" "If there is a piano sound on the piano, why not put it in the box?". If the voice is on your fingers, why not listen to it on your fingers? "
2. Zhu Li Guan by Wang Wei "leaning alone in the close bamboos, I am playing my lute and humming a song"
3. Bai Juyi's "Walking on the Road and Living in Spring" "The garden is drizzled with light rain, and it's sunny and easy to find. Wash the pool surface in low wind, and tear down the flower heart in oblique sun. The shade of the orchid is heavy, and the water is dark in spring. It's better to save trouble than Tao, and still have a stringed piano. "
4. Chang Jian's "Qin Xing on the River", "The river raises the jade piano, and one string is clear and one heart is clear. Lingling seven strings all over the place, and the wood is full of gloom. It can make the river white and the river deep. I only know the branches of the phoenix tree, and I can emblem gold. "
5. Zhu Li Guan by Wang Wei, leaning alone in the close bamboos, I am playing my lute and humming a song. Too softly for anyone to hear, except my comrade, the bright moon. "
6, Li Zhi's "Acacia Resentment", "Humanity is deep, and it is not worth half of acacia. The sea is still limited, and acacia is boundless. Take the piano to a tall building, and the building will be full of empty moonlight. Playing the lovesick song, the string is broken for a while. "
7. Liu Yuxi's "Xiaoxiang God" "Spotted bamboo branches, spotted bamboo branches, tears send acacia. Chu Ke wants to listen to heptachord's grievances, and Xiaoxiang is in the middle of the night. "
8, gentle and graceful women, friends of the harp. -"Poem Nan Zhou Guanju"
9. The wife likes to get along well, such as playing the lute. -"Poetry Xiaoya Chang Di"
1. The moonlight is full of white, and the piano is also at night; On the cold seven strings, of a cold wind in the pines. Old tune with self-love, which no one cares for any more; It is difficult for you to vote for this song. "This is a lament from Liu Changqing, a poet in the Tang Dynasty.
2. Poetry that describes Guqin
on hearing jun the buddhist monk from shu play his lute, Li Bai, the monk from Shu with his green silk lute-case, walking west down Emei Mountain.
has brought me by one touch of the strings, the breath of pines in a thousand valleys. I hear him in the cleansing brook, I hear him in the icy bells.
and I feel no change though the mountain darken, and cloudy autumn heaps the sky. "Listening to Lu Zishun playing the piano on a moonlit night" Li Bai sat idly by the bright moon at night, and the secluded people played the lute.
I suddenly heard the tune of hentai, just like Han Song. The fingering of " snow white" makes your delicate hands hectic, and the syllables of " green water" do nourish your mind.
it's been a long time, and there is no bosom friend in the world. "Recalling Cui Langzhong's trip to Nanyang, leaving my Confucius piano behind, and feeling old" Li Bai used to eat only ferns in Nanyang City.
Remembering Cui Zongzhi, Bai Shui Nong Su Yue. When you pass the chrysanthemum pond, you can drink without rest.
This Huang Jinhua is full of songs. Once Yushu is destroyed, life and death are extremely erratic.
keep my Confucius piano, because it's dead. Who passed "Guangling San", but cried Mangshan Bone.
when will izumi come into being? Sweep the fox and rabbit caves for a long time. "Abandoned Qin" Bai Juyi and Si Tong are combined into a Qin, and there is an ancient sound in it.
the ancient sound is insipid, so it is not called human feelings today. The jade emblem has lost its luster, and the vermilion is born in the earth.
it's been abandoned for a long time, and its sound is still lingering. I don't care to play for you, but the players don't listen.
what makes it so? Qiangdi and Qin Zheng. "The Ship Helps the Piano at Night" Bai Juyi's bird perches on the fish and does not move. jathyapple takes Jiang Shen as an example.
there's nothing outside, only the piano in the boat. Seven strings are good friends, but two ears are bosom friends.
the quiet voice is light, and there is no ancient or modern sound in it. "Night Qin" Bai Juyi Shu Tongmu is solid, and Chu Si has a clear rhyme.
play slowly and slowly, with more than ten sounds in the middle of the night. It's tasteless when you hear it, but it's sweet and affectionate.
do it yourself, and don't be listened to. "Qin Xing in a Clear Night" Bai Juyi leaves the bird in the moon and lives in the empty forest.
when you are in a free mood, you can play the lute. Qingling is wood-based, and tranquility follows people's hearts.
if the mind is peaceful, the wood should start with the right tone. Ring the rest of the group, and the autumn night is deep.
the positive sound is perceptual, and the world is clear and heavy. "Waiting for the Moon on the Piano" Bai Juyi Bamboo Yard On a sunny night, when the window is not lying down.
*** Qin is his wife, and the moon has an autumn period. Jade jade is in the wind for a long time, and Jinbo is out of the fog late.
I only know that the quiet sounds are waiting for the clear scenery. "Gin" Bai Juyi listened to the piano at the beginning, but he forgot the machine and was half drunk.
if you want to relieve drunkenness at the same time, you should talk about four pleasures instead of three. "Listening to the Orchid" Bai Juyi's ancient music is the orchid, which is more interesting for my hospitality.
if you want to be calm and sound physically and mentally, playing it yourself is not as good as listening to people play it. "Playing Qiu Si" When Bai Juyi casually played Qiu Si, he set his voice straight and rhymed slowly.
Recently, I'm getting happy that no one is listening, and Chinge knows it. "Listening to Xiang Fei's Complaint" Bai Juyi plays the emblem of Zhu Xian, and Wu Wazheng plays Xiang Fei.
it's clear that there are clouds and rain in the music, which seems like a road where Xiao Xiao Lang does not return. "Listening to the ancient water" Bai Juyi heard the ancient water, which made my heart peaceful.
if you want to know the meaning of slow flow, you should listen to the sparse sound. The west window is shaded by bamboo, but there is a clear day.
"Listening to Zheng Wuyuan Playing the Piano" Meng Haoran recommended the name of Ruan Ji to drink, and the breeze sat in the bamboo forest. Halfway down the sleeves, wiping the dragon lip piano.
play a song with a cup, and you won't feel the setting sun. I am interested in the mountains and rivers, and the smell is harmonious.
Chang Jian-jiang's "Music on the River" raises the jade piano, with one string clear and one heart. Lingling seven strings all over the place, and the wood is full of gloom.
it can make the moon white and the river deep. I just know that the branches of the phoenix tree can be decorated with gold.
"Listening to the Qin in Autumn Night for Kou Zun" Chang Jianqin listened to it in autumn night, and he was from a cave. A finger refers to the law, and it is refreshing.
cold insects are silent in the face, blowing the lights clearly. Why the bell ear, Gao Xian since amiable.
Zhang Shanren plays the piano Chang Jianjun goes to the grass and green, and Xifeng plays the jade piano. How can I reward you in the hills and get rid of your troubles at the same time?
I returned from the mountain pass and came out of the ridge to hear the clear sound. Understand the clouds and clouds, and see the heart of heaven and earth.
under the xuanhe, the sky is clear and dancing in the pine forest. Change the string and buckle the merchant's voice, and listen to the dragons.
I feel a little crazy, and I gradually realize that fairy things are deep. It will be refined into a golden tripod, and it will be in my charge forever.
Ode to the Qin Liu Yunji was at the side of Longmen. Who wants to be in the wind? Carving today is a tool, and the palace merchants are not self-sustaining.
Ba people relax, while Chu people make silk. Want to make a high quotation, translate it into a downward adjustment.
Qin Ge Li Jie our host, providing abundant wine to make the night mellow, asks his guest from Yangzhou to play for us on the lute. Toward the moon that whitens the city-wall, black crows are flying, frost is on ten thousand trees, and the wind blows through our clothes.
but a copper stove has added its light to that of flowery candles, and the lute plays The Green Water, and then The Queen of Chu. Once it has begun to play, there is no other sound:, a spell is on the banquet, while the stars grow thin.
Qing Huai sent an envoy for thousands of miles, and so it's farewell, and the road again, under cloudy mountains? "The title of the monk's room is double-tongued" Li Wei's Qingtong double-brushed the sun, with a small flower. The green leaves spread the monk's Qing, and the clear yin moistens the well.
Who can handle the melody? Jiao Wei's Cai Yong family. "On Hearing Dong Play the Flageolet, Li Qi, when this melody for the flageolet was made by Lady Cai, when long ago one by one she sang its eighteen stanzas.
even the Tartars were shedding tears into the border grasses, and the envoy of China was heart-broken, turning back home with his escort. The border town boundless beacon smoke, the grassland overcast and overcast with snow falling.
in when the player first brushes the Shang string and the Jue and then the Yu, the autumn leaves in the suburbs are shocking. Mr tung's gods skills are ingenious, and the ghosts and gods are also coming out to eavesdrop.
to music slow, then quick, following his hand, now far away, now near again, according to his heart. The sound of a mountain of birds scattered and set, the song is like a million clouds dark and clear.
a wildgoose fledgling, left behind, cries for its flock, and a Tartar child for the mother he loves. The rivers listened to the song and the waves were stilled, and the birds stopped singing.
and princess in Wusun tribes are homesick for her distant land, and out of the dust of Siberian steppes rises a plaintive sorrow. The sound of the lute was easy and easy, like a strong wind blowing hard, and the rain fell on the tiles.
a cascade through the air, flying over tree-tops, a wild deer calls to his fellows. He is running among the mansions. Chang' an city adjacent to the middle court, the palace gate is in the middle of the palace.
but how can fame and profit concern a man of genius?, day and night I long for him to bring his lute again. "Listening to Mr. Xu from Yuezhou playing the piano" Zhang Hu's jade law is a guqin, and the philosopher's heart sees the sage's heart.
At the end of the day, the south wind seems to be a relic, and nine suspected apes and birds are singing all over the mountain. Wang Changling's "Qin" is a lonely and empty sound, simple and true.
it seems that the string refers to the outside, so I met the early ancients. The meaning is far from the wind and snow, and when it comes to Jiangshan Spring.
who can tell the difference between economics and economics before the grand banquet is finished? "I heard about the Suqin of the late friend Wang Qijiahe Temple" Li Yi, an old friend, went to Rukoto before the bright moon.
when I visited the old days, I shed tears. I want the box to ring alone and send you back to the night spring.
the fiddle is still wonderful, but there is no string for this reason. Why Yong Men played, and then tears streamed down her face.
Listening to the Qin in the Monk's Courtyard Juyuan Yang's meditation lies in the Jade Qin, but the true monk doesn't pay attention to the time. From the sound of resentment to the autumn hall, the clouds are deeper than the water in Cangwu Xiang.
Bamboo House, Wang Wei, leaning alone in the close bamboos, I am playing my lute and humming a song. Too softly for anyone to hear, except my comrade, the bright moon.
answering vice-prefect zhang, Wang Wei, as the years go by, give me but peace, freedom from ten thousand matters. Thinking that no Gao Ce can serve the country, only to retire to the mountain forest.
a wind from the pine-trees blows my sash, and my lute is bright with the mountain moon. If you want to know the truth of the poor, please listen to the fishing songs in the deep water.
playing the piano Liu Changqing your seven strings are like the voice, of a cold wind in the pines. Although I love this ancient tune, most people don't play it today.
"Listening to Yin Lian's Piano Playing" Wu Yun to Leben Taiyi, Youqin and Gan Kun. Zheng Sheng has been chaotic for a long time, and this way is rare.
I've seen Yin Xianweng, and Boya has been restored today. Everyone takes advantage of its flow, and the master reaches its source.
in the mountains, running in the water. I have forgotten your city, but I feel clear.
those who are ignorant of the micro-generation, who is the whisper? "Journey to the Jiangting Pavilion" Yang Heng didn't sleep when he buckled on the side, showing his skirt clearly.
3. What are the poems describing the guqin?
Bai Juyi's "Abandoned Qin" is a piano with ancient sounds.
the ancient sound is insipid, so it is not called human feelings today. The jade emblem has lost its luster, and the vermilion is born in the earth.
it's been abandoned for a long time, and its sound is still lingering. I don't care to play for you, but the players don't listen.
what makes it so? Qiangdi and Qin Zheng. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = "On the night of the ship to help the piano", Bai Juyi's birds live and fish don't move, and jathyapple takes Jiang Shen as an example.
there's nothing outside, only the piano in the boat. Seven strings are good friends, but two ears are bosom friends.
the quiet voice is light, and there is no ancient or modern sound in it. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Li Bai's Listening to Lu Zishun Playing the Piano on a Moonlit Night, Sitting on the bright moon at night, you play the lute.
suddenly I heard hentai's tune, just like a cold song. The fingering of " snow white" makes your delicate hands hectic, and the syllables of " green water" do nourish your mind.
it's been a long time, and there is no bosom friend in the world. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Meng Haoran's "Listening to Zheng Wuyuan Playing the Piano" introduced Ruan Ji to drink, and the breeze sat in the bamboo forest.
Half-heartedly, wipe the dragon's lip harp. Play a song with a cup, and you won't feel the setting sun.
I'm interested in mountains and rivers, and I can smell them harmoniously. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Zhang Hu's "Listening to Mr. Xu from Yuezhou Playing the Piano" is a guqin, and philosophers see saints' hearts.
At the end of the day, the south wind seems to be a relic, and nine suspected apes and birds are singing all over the mountain. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Wang Changling's "Qin" is full of secret and empty sounds, simple and true.
it seems that the string refers to the outside, so I met the early ancients. The meaning is far from the wind and snow, and when it comes to Jiangshan Spring.
who can tell the difference between economics and economics before the grand banquet is finished? = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Liu Changqing's The Piano, your seven strings are like the voice, of a cold wind in the pines.
singing old beloved songs, which no one cares for any more. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Jia Dao's "Listening to Leshan People Play Yi Shui", Zhu Sixian's bottom is in a hurry, and Yan will play in the daytime.
the tomb that won's family returned to the mountain has been dug, and the sound is still rushing to the crown. Broken heptachord phoenix tail cold, I'm not playing at anyone! All smiles are friends, but it is difficult to find a bosom friend.
4. Poems describing the ancient Qin
Qin, handed down from generation to generation by Chinese ancestors Fuxi, Shennong and Shun, cut tung into a Qin according to the theory of heaven and earth, Yin and Yang, and the five elements, and used the rope as a string to connect the virtues of the gods, combine the harmony of heaven and earth, cultivate one's morality and reason, and return to his innocence.
"Qin is a thing, made by saints, guided by the right mind, guided by political affairs, harmonized with the six qi, adjusted with jade candles, and realized the aura of heaven and earth, which is a sacred object of ancient times. It is the sound of China saints governing the world and the cultivation of gentlemen." There is a beauty in the Nine Dragons, and I will never forget it when I see it.
I'm crazy if I don't see you for a day. The phoenix flies and dances, and the four seas seek to burn.
I'm helpless and beautiful, and I'm not at the East Wall. Zhang Xian represents Xi Yu, who wants to tell his heart.
when will I see Xu Xi to comfort me? Willing to match words with virtues, hand in hand! I can't fly, which makes me fall. Taikoo's legacy, silk and tung are combined into a piano, and there are Taikoo sounds in it.
the ancient sound is insipid, so it is not called human feelings today. The jade emblem has lost its luster, and the vermilion is born in the earth.
it's been abandoned for a long time, and its sound is still lingering. I don't care to play for you, but the players don't listen.
what makes it so? Qiangdi and Qin Zheng. Wan Hesong the monk from Shu with his green silk lute-case, walking west down Emei Mountain.
has brought me by one touch of the strings, the breath of pines in a thousand valleys. I hear him in the cleansing brook, I hear him in the icy bells.
and I feel no change though the mountain darken, and cloudy autumn heaps the sky. Yunquan's concubine lives in Wushan Cloud, and the flowing water in Wushan is often heard by herself.
yuqin pops up and twirls, just like listening in a dream at that time. The Three Gorges spring flows for thousands of miles and flows into boudoir for a while.
The boulder runs over the cliff, pointing to the next life, and Hinami rises in the wave string. At first, it was suspected that the spewing contained thunder wind, but it seemed to whimper.
the turbulent meander will be exhausted, and then it will drip into the flat sand. Recalling that Ruan Gong composed this song, Zhong Rong could not hear enough.
after a single shot, I would like to continue like a flowing spring town. Jing Tao as the years go by, give me but peace, freedom from ten thousand matters.
I ask myself and always answer, what can be better than coming home?. Wide solution of the wind, the wind in the shade, the moon shining in the right to play the lute.
you ask me about good and evil fortune?, hark, on the lake there's a fisherman singing!. The birds are singing and the fish are motionless, and jathyapple is shining in Jiang Shen.
there's nothing outside, only the piano in the boat. Seven strings are good friends, but two ears are bosom friends.
the quiet voice is light, and there is no ancient or modern sound in it. The sea moon is clear and bright, the jade string is rustling, and Wu Wazheng plays Xiang Fei.
it's clear that there are clouds and rain in the music, which seems like a road where Xiao Xiao Lang does not return. Sitting on the bright moon in the clear air, you play the lute.
suddenly I heard hentai's tune, just like a cold song. The fingering of " snow white" makes your delicate hands hectic, and the syllables of " green water" do nourish your mind.
it's been a long time, and there is no bosom friend in the world. The unknown Song and Qin are half involved in turbidity and half involved in Qing Dynasty. They lean on the Zheng to sing the words of Guangling, and the cold sword silently listens to the gentleman's wishes, and is proud of the world's laughter.
Plum blossoms fell in Nanyang City in the past, and they only ate ferns from Dushan. Recalling Cui Zongzhi, white water makes the moon.
when you cross the chrysanthemum pond, you can drink without rest. Pan this Huang Jinhua, self-effacing Qing song hair.
once the Yushu is destroyed, life and death are extremely erratic. Leave me the Confucius piano, and the person who saved it has died.
Who preached Guangling Powder, but cried Mangshan Bone. When will Izumi be clear? Sweep the fox and rabbit caves for a long time.
There are tall buildings in the northwest of Shuanghong, which are flush with clouds. Cross-sparse junction window, Agee triple order.
there are strings of songs on the screen, and the sound is sad. Who can write this song? Nothing is the wife of Qi Liang.
Qing merchants follow the wind, and the music is wandering. Sighing repeatedly, generosity is more than sorrow.
the singer is willing to suffer, but it hurts the bosom friend. Originally a double swan, its wings soared high.
yuyunjiang raises the yuqin, with one string clear and one heart. Lingling seven strings all over, all the trees are quiet and gloomy.
it can make the moon white and the river deep. I just know that the branches of the phoenix tree can be decorated with gold.
The jade pot comes out on the ice and the birds live out, sitting silently in the empty forest. It's time to be free and play the lute.
Qing Ling is based on wood, while Tian Ling follows people's heart. When the mind is peaceful, the wood should start with the right sound.
when the rest of the group moves, the autumn night is deep. Positive voice is meta-conscious, and the world is clear and heavy.
the reverberation lingered for three days. -"Liezi Tang Wen" is high in music, but low in harmony.
—— Song Yu in the Warring States Period was sad but not happy, but happy but not sad.