Poetry about women singing 1. Young women can sing ancient poems.
The ancient poem "Sending Flowers Clear" sung by the ancients is becoming more and more popular in Jincheng.
This kind of music should only be in heaven, where can I hear it several times? Song of Eternal Sorrow, the emperor of China, longed to shake the beauty of an empire. After years of searching on the throne, he never found it.
Until a child of the Yang family grew up in the inner room, almost before she grew up, and no one knew her. However, due to the gift of heaven and no concealment, it was finally elected royal one day.
If she just turned her head and smiled, there were a hundred spells, and the powder and paint of six palaces disappeared without a trace. It was early spring. They let her bathe in a pure pool to warm and smooth her creamy skin.
Because she was tired, a maid lifted her up, when the emperor noticed her for the first time and chose her as his bride. On the night of spring, the warm hibiscus curtains covered her fluttering hair, petals on her cheeks and golden ripples on her head.
But the night in spring is short and the sun rises too fast. Since then, the emperor has given up his early hearing. He wastes all his time on parties and revelry. He is the lover of spring and the tyrant of night.
There are other ladies in his court, 3,000 of whom are stunning beauties, but his love for 3,000 is concentrated on one person. The golden house is dressed up to serve the night. When the table in the jade tower is cleaned, she will wander around and drink wine slowly.
Sisters and brothers are in this country because she illuminates and glorifies her family. When a girl is born instead of a boy, she brings happiness to every father and mother in the empire.
... high rose plum palace, into the blue clouds, and the wide breeze carries magical notes. Soft songs and slow dances, strings and bamboo music, the emperor's eyes can never stare at her.
Until the sound of drums came from Yuyang, which shook the earth and broke the tune of rainbow skirts and feather clothes. The Forbidden City, a nine-story palace, is hidden in the dust and travels southwest from thousands of chariots and horses.
The imperial flag opened the way, suddenly moving and stopping, 30 miles from the capital and passing the west gate. People in the army stop, and no one will move until they are under their hooves. They may trample on those moths.
The gorgeous hairpin fell to the ground, and no one picked it up, a green and white Hosta and a golden hairy bird. The emperor couldn't save her, so he had to cover his face. Later, when he turned to look, there was blood and tears.
Hidden in the yellow dust blown by the cold wind, they crossed a cloud line at the crack in the path of the dagger tower. Under Emei Mountain. The last few came, and the flags and banners lost their colors in the fading sun.
But the water in Shu is always green and the mountains are always blue, so your majesty's love is constant and deeper than the sky. He stared at the desolate moon from his temporary palace, and he heard the rain at dusk, cutting his chest.
Heaven and earth in last contact, the dragon car comes home, and the emperor never leaves. The memory and pain are buried in the soil of Maweipo. Where is her white face? .
Rulers and lords, when their eyes met, cried on their coats. They rode horses, loosened the reins and slowly returned to the capital. Pond, garden, palace, everything is the same as before, Taiye Lake hibiscus, Weiyang Palace willow.
But the petals are like her face, and the willow leaves are like her eyebrows. Whenever he looks at them, what can he do but cry? . Peach and plum trees are in bloom. In the spring wind, after the autumn rain, the leaves fall to the ground.
The palaces in the west and south are scattered with evening grass, and the steps are piled with red leaves that are not swept. (Blooming Day 1: Blooming Night; Nannei Zuo Yi: Nanyuan) Bai Fuxin, a disciple of Liyuan, and the eunuchs in her pepper garden; .
Fireflies were flying on the throne, and he was meditating in the twilight. He will extend the wick to its end and still never fall asleep ... bells and drums will slowly ring the long night, and before dawn, the Milky Way in the sky will become clear.
And the porcelain mandarin ducks on the roof grow thick morning frost, and the jade is cold, so who and who * * *. The distance between life and death is year after year, but no beloved soul has visited his dream.
There lived a Taoist priest in Lingqiong. He was a guest in the sky and could summon the gods through his concentration. People were moved by the emperor's constant meditation, and they begged the Taoist priest to see if he could find her.
He opened a path in space, like lightning, cut through the sky, up and down, looking for it everywhere. Above, he looked for the green void, below, the yellow spring, but he didn't find the one he was looking for in two places.
Then he heard a narrative about the magical island at sea, and the mountains were in nothingness. There are pavilions in the five-color sky, and exquisite immortals walk back and forth.
And one of them, they call it forever true, has a face like her snow and flowers. So he went to the golden gate of the West Hall, knocked on the Jasper Gate, and asked a girl named Small jade to tell Shuang Perfect.
This lady, after hearing the news of Emperor China's envoy, woke up from her dream in her canopy. She pushed open the pillow, got dressed, shook off her drowsiness, opened the pearly curtain, and then opened the silver screen.
Because she left in such a hurry, her muddy hair ornaments hung aside, and when she came along the platform, her flowered hat was loose. A breeze blew her cloak and fluttered with her movements, as if she were dancing with a rainbow skirt and feather coat.
Tears fell from her sad pale face, just like the spring rain on pear flowers. (Lan Tong: column; Piao Piao Zuo Yi: Piao Piao) But when she thanked him, her eyes shone with love, because since they parted, his appearance and voice were unfamiliar to her.
Because happiness ends in the courtyard of the sun, the moon and dawn become long in the palace of Xianshan. But when she turned to look down at the earth and tried to see the capital, there was only fog and dust.
He expressed his love for the old man and sent him back a shell box and gold hairpin through his special envoy. However, one branch of the hairpin and one side of the box were kept, and the gold of the hairpin and the shell of the box were broken.
"Our souls belong to each other," she said, "just like this gold and this shell." Somewhere, at some time, on earth or in heaven, we will be together. She sent him a message through his messenger, reminding him that only the hearts of the two of them knew the oath.
On the seventh day of July, in the Palace of Eternal Life, we secretly told each other in the quiet midnight world. We hope to fly in heaven, two birds become one and grow on the earth, two branches of a tree. ..
The earth endures, and the sky endures; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever. Who is Pipa Star? Find a piece of wood, three feet of spring ice and five notes.
An injection will definitely break the real pearl sac and the gold plate will burst intermittently. Fluttering cold, insects are surprised.
Qiu Hong called the couple "cloud black", while the orangutan "crying at night" was quite clever. The gurgling sound is uncertain, and Hu Chu is not correct in learning Chinese.
If it is like an eclipse in Chang 'an, the whole city will beat gongs and drums. Green hills fly without pressing things, and wild water comes to wet people.
Sad memories of Chen Houzhu, half-baked waist dance in the Spring Temple. The oriole whispers, and the flowers in the garden behind Yushu bring rain.
The second princess was crying on the mountain, but there was no cloud to resolve it. In the middle of the night, the frost and dew locked the empty temple, and a bunch of bamboo scattered.
Jinguyuan, the grass turns green, and Shi Chong is homesick. At that time, twenty-four friends were not enough to listen to the golden cup.
Also like Jia Ke's Shu Dao, ten thousand people sing empty mountains. If you don't tune it, it will be very loud and chirp.
To the bottom of the mountain, wild animals can't walk. Blown into water, fish can't swim.
I know this art is indispensable, and everything in the world depends on my hands. How can you play for me over and over again, but give me a toast before?
"Listening to Lu on a moonlit night" Li Bai sat idly by the bright moon, and the hermit played the pipa. 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.
The soup-style "listening to the Zheng" woke up at the beginning of the month. At the beginning of the month, who tuned the jade Zheng in the small building, the fingers were light and clear, the melody was peaceful, and every word told the truth. Just as the warbler rings at the bottom of the flower and wails outside the lonely cloud, it drops golden rain and breaks the jade pot ice.
Listen, it's full of heartbreak! Zheng Bai Juyi's cloud bun is green, and Li Xia is red. Eyes cut autumn waters, fingers peel onions.
Chu Yan is the gate valve and Qin Sheng is a female worker. Bright silver, pillars touching jade, exquisite.
Apes cry for the moon, and warblers speak bZ wind. Move sorrow to the bottom of your hand and hate to the string.
Zhao Seqing is similar, but Hu Qin is different. Bounce back slowly to break the geese and fly the canopy quickly.
Frost was forced to return to the Committee and the ice spring was restored. The beads are broken, and the knife is cut to the end.
Rely on Li's spirit and be able to blend in. When you are resting, your feelings are constant, so don't think endlessly.
Under the juvenile night light, respect the former Chinese Pulsatilla. Look, I deserve it. I am not too deaf.
"Yu Liping Yin" Wu Si Shu Zhangtong Gao Qiu, an empty mountain congeals clouds. 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. "Listening to a Smart Teacher Playing the Piano" Han Tong's words are unscrupulous and resentful.
Like the wind, who is singing the flag? A soldier likes to fight the king with his sword. Eee logo turned into a floating cloud, you don't have to wander around the endless road.
There were hundreds of birds, and suddenly I saw a lonely phoenix. The cliffs pressed people to climb, and the dark valley collapsed under the thunderous sound of collapse.
I am ashamed that I have a pair of ears and a pair of music. I am too ignorant to appreciate music. Listening to your music, the piano suddenly rose, making people sit down low.
In the panic, I reached out to block my chin, and tears had already poured into my eyes. It's not unusual for a master to be good at kung fu. Don't fill my chest with ice and fire. "Listening to the Clever Master Playing the Piano" Li He said goodbye to Puyun's return to osmanthus bamboo, and there was a double phoenix language in the string of Shu.
The hibiscus leaves fell and left in autumn, and the King of Yue began to visit Tianmu Mountain at night. The dark minister knocks on the water jade, and the moth crossing the sea attracts the white deer.
Who will see the sword take the long bridge, who will see Chun Zhu immersed in the topic. Monk Zhu stood in front of us, and the truth in the Vatican Palace stood in awe.
Guqin is a great instrument.
2. A poem describing a woman's beautiful voice
1, "Jade Girl Dancing Clothes" Tang Dynasty: Li Taixuan
Original text:
The dance is scattered with the wind and collected, and the song is like rhyme.
Thousands of times I went to the music festival to write lyrics, and my eyes flowed into my temples like waves.
Women's dancing moves are scattered and put away with the wind, and their graceful posture is dancing, and their singing is as powerful as musical instruments, full of rhythm and very melodious. She uses her eyes to dance to convey her feelings, and her charming eyes between her hair temples are as clear as water waves and fascinating.
2, "Luo Shen Fu" Han Dynasty: Cao Zhi
Original text:
Lips move to, Chen handover outline.
There are different ways to hate people and God, and it is not appropriate to hate the prime of life.
Luo Shen turned Bai Jie's neck, looked back with delicate eyes and slightly parted lips, and slowly stated the outline of the handover. I only hate the difference between man and god, although we are all in the prime of life and can't get what we want.
3. The Gift of Flowers in Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
Original text:
The city music under the overpass is soft and melodious, half of it goes with the river wind and the other half floats into the clouds.
This kind of music should only be in heaven, where can I hear it several times?
Jinguancheng's music is soft and melodious, half of it floats with the river wind and the other half floats into the clouds. This kind of music should only be found in the sky. How many times can you hear it on the earth?
4. Gifts for Xiao Yin Xi with Zheng Xiang and Ge Ji Tang Dynasty: Li Qunyu.
Original text:
The skirt dragged six pictures of Xiangjiang River water, and the temples shrugged Wushan a cloud.
Style should only exist in the sky, and singing is not suitable for the world.
Look at the singer's smooth skirt, like dragging six beautiful Xiangjiang rivers, and the towering bun is like holding a section of Wushan smoke. Her graceful charm should only appear in the sky, and her beautiful singing will not be heard on earth.
5. "Die Hua Lian Yue Nv Picking Lotus Autumn Water" Song Dynasty: Ouyang Xiu
Original text:
Yue Nv picked lotus in autumn water. The narrow sleeves are light, revealing double gold cymbals.
Take a picture and pick flowers like noodles. Only * * * silk confusion in my heart.
? 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.
Next to the clear autumn water, a beautiful Jiangnan girl is picking lotus flowers. 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.
3. Words that describe women's singing.
Singing warblers and dancing swallows turn like orioles and dance like swallows. It also describes the pleasant scenery and the good situation.
Sing around the beam: detour; Beam: the beam of a house. The song whirled between the beams. Describe the beautiful singing.
Chen Liang described this song with a loud and moving voice.
The vibration tree describes the treble of a singing or musical instrument.
Very sonorous stop: stop; Clouds: floating clouds. Describe the singing loud and clear, soaring into the sky, even the floating clouds stopped.
Yan Yu Ying El Nino: oriole. Swallow's words, oriole's song. The original description is that spring is good. After describing the young woman's voice talking and laughing.
A string of Li Zhu: a precious bead, which is said to come from the chin of a dragon. Metaphorically, this song is like a string of beads.
Yan Yingying: oriole. Swallow's words, oriole's song. Describe the great spring scenery.
The lingering sound describes the beautiful singing and leaves an unforgettable impression on people.
4. Words that describe women singing beautifully
1, lingering sound [yú yīn rào liáng] Liezi Tang Wen recorded that Han E ran out of food and grass on his way to Qi, so he sang for food. After singing, the song went around the beam for three days. Later, it was used to describe the beautiful singing and left a deep impression on people.
Out: "Liezi Tang Wen": "Go; And reverberation around the beam x; Three days; Left and right, let him go. "
2. The lingering sound [y ú y ι n nio nio] describes the music as pleasant and intoxicating.
Out of position: Shi's "Former Red Cliff Fu": "His voice is full of anger, such as resentment; The lingering sound is endless. "
3. The sound around the beam [rào liáng zhī yīn] describes the beautiful singing voice, which has remained in people's ears for a long time.
Going out: Jin's performance: "I heard that things should be done well, and life is difficult and easy." ..... is the fragrance of the hall, which is not difficult for orchids. Liang's voice is really lingering. "
4, extremely sweet [Yuèrzh jí] description is very nice.
In "Grandma's Paper-cutting" written by Xiao Yuan, a textbook for the sixth grade of primary school Chinese (Jiangsu Education Edition), I once remembered grandma's physical and mental posture when she cut paper, and the brush sound of scissors on the paper was extremely pleasing to the ear.
5, the bead is round and jade [zhū yuán yù rùn] The bead is round and smooth as jade, describing beautiful singing or smooth and bright words.
Out: Wang Ming Ke Yu's "Coral Net, Inscription of Famous Paintings": "Huang Hexian sent many poems and paintings; All scholars and friends have peace chapters; Open the window to play; The beads are round and moist; After shining. "
6. Yang Yang Yinger [yáng yáng yíng ěr] Yang Yang: numerous; English: I'm full. A loud and beautiful voice fills both ears. Describe the sweet voice of speaking and reading.
Out: "The Analects of Confucius Taibo": "The teacher is loyal at the beginning, and the official's chaotic actions are magnificent and full of ears." 5. Describe a woman's singing voice.