1. But I can’t sing,
Quietness is the shengxiao of farewell.
——Xu Zhimo's "Farewell Cambridge" 2. Since the harp and harp are playing, why should the sheng and Xiao be silent? 3. On a moonlit night at the Twenty-Four Bridge, where can a beautiful lady teach me how to play the flute?
4. Three thousand flowing water and three thousand hatred, one flute and one person make up the sky. 5. Songs of embarrassment arose from all sides, and the sound of the flute was played
6. The rain blew and the flute was approaching dusk, and the light clothes danced like common dust.
The jade flute was broken and the wine was drunk, Sitting in Youxuan, the hidden moon shines on the soul.
7. The bright moon fills the sky like water, and when you are sober, you can listen to the jade woman’s flute.
8. There is a guest who plays the dongxiao, and he sings to make peace with him. < /p>
At the end of autumn, the grass in the south of the Yangtze River has not withered.
Twenty-Four Bridges on a moonlit night,
Where can a beautiful lady teach me how to play the flute?
10. Tour to Shanxi Village - Lu You
Moxiao’s farmhouse is full of wax and wine, and in good years there are enough chickens and dolphins for visitors.
The mountains and rivers are full of doubts and there is no way out, and there is another village with dark willows and bright flowers.
The flutes and drums follow the spring society, and the clothes and clothes are simple and ancient.
From now on, if I am allowed to take advantage of the moonlight leisurely, I will knock on the door all the time with my stick at night
11. The flute brings frost from the sky, and the harp generates sea waves - Yuan Mei's "Suiyuan Poems"
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12. The sound of the phoenix flute, the light of the jade pot, and the dance of fish and dragons all night - Xin Qiji's "The Green Jade Case"
13. The flute plays to clear the north of Hunan, and the rhyme song clears the south of Han Dynasty - Bao According to "Song of Cai Ling"
14. Yong Huai
Ruan Ji
Driving to the capital of Wei, looking south towards the blowing platform.
The flute has left a sound, is the king of Liang still alive?
Soldiers eat chaff, sages live on poles,
The songs and dances are not over yet, Qin’s army is at its end,
I don’t own the forest, and dust grows in the palace. ,
The army was defeated under Huayang, and his body was turned into ashes. 15. Feelings
Zeng Rui
A tired guest stops by the stream,
Who is playing jade flute upstairs?
The Jianggao River is full of sorrow and resentment.
The sound gradually becomes quieter.
It makes me feel bored.
16. Plum Blossom Moon
Zhang Hongfan
The west wind leaves fallen leaves in Chang'an,
The setting sun falls on Laoyanguan Mountain.
The separation between the present and the past is the most difficult.
Where is the old friend?
The jade flute and bright moon are free.
17. "Mangan": The plan to join the army in the extreme territory is hopeless, and the hatred in the southeast is full of words and notes. One flute and one sword settled the business, and he lived up to his reputation for fifteen years.
18. The wind carries the willow flute on one bank of the river, and the spring rain brings the flute and sheng in the two gardens.
19. Xiaoxiao wind, long journey, cold armor and iron bones, breaking the sound of flute to cross the pass. The yellow sand and wind blow thousands of miles along the way, but my hometown is only in the sky. From then on, the sound of the Hujia Liu flute passed through the Yumen without the sound of the flute.
20. The gentle wind and rain rustled the ground, urging thousands of tears to fall again. When the flute player goes to the empty jade tower, who will he lean on with his broken heart?
21 The immortal swallows the flute with a phoenix, and the heart is broken and the soul is sent far away. "Nine Bian" is difficult to write.
22. I wonder whose house’s flute sounds weeping in the autumn wind in the setting sun like blood
23. Weicheng wine in Sandieyang Pass, two bright moons and Guangling flute.
24. The sound of the flute swallowed, Qin E dreamed of breaking the moon in the Qin Tower, the moon in the Qin Tower, the willows are colored every year, and the mausoleum is sad to say goodbye.
On the Qingqiu Festival in Yuyuan, the sound of the Xianyang ancient road is excruciating. The sound is gone, the west wind is lingering, and the Han family mausoleum is still there.
——It is said to be "Recalling Qin'e" written by Li Bai.
25. A spring spent on spending money, drunk by the lake every day, Yu Cong is used to knowing the West Lake Road, Arrogant, in front of the restaurant. The fragrance of red apricots is accompanied by flutes and drums, and the shadows of green poplars are reflected on the swing.
The warm wind blows ten miles away from the beautiful sky, and the flowers on the temples are offset by the clouds. The painting boat carries the spring back, leaving behind the lake water and smoke. Tomorrow I will help the disabled drunk again and come to look for the flowers on the street.
26. Thousands of horsemen with high teeth, riding drunk, listening to flutes and drums, chanting and admiring the haze.
——Liu Yong's "Looking at the Tide"
27. The spring breeze flies, and on the Baochai Tower, there is a sound of shengxiao and glass light. Now the lights are hanging all over the place, it’s not the dark dust and the bright moon, it’s Yuan Ye. ——Jiang Jie's "Nuguanzi" 28. The sky is vast and the clouds are idle, and the sound of the flute is nowhere to be found. ——Lu Zugao's "Jiangchengzi" 29. The wind disappears the crimson wax, revealing the red flowers, and the lights of the city shine on each other. The flowing tiles of Osmanthus flowers are scattered, and the slender clouds are scattered, and Su'e wants to come down. The clothes are light and elegant, and you can see Chu Nu's slender waist. The sound of flutes and drums, the scattered figures, and the scent of musk deer fill the road. ——Zhou Bangyan's "Jie Yuhua. Shangyuan"
30. Who knows the resentment of one day? The poet is in full swing like a cloud.
I have a flute that I can’t play, and I say goodbye to the south of the Yangtze River in the wind of falling flowers.
31. The wind and willow trees are fluttering in the years, and I wake up from the drunkenness and ask about the six dynasties.
I recall a beautiful lady learning to play the flute in a quiet place under the bright moon.
32 Partridge Sky
The moon is cold, the flute is cold, a thousand cups are drunk, and the tears fall lightly with the sound of platycodon.
Infatuated love has been a tomb since ancient times, and the love is endlessly sad. Follow.
The water flows eastward, and the geese fly south. It is God's will that some people come back.
How many lovesicknesses are nowhere to be found, and they go to the end of the world and never return.
33 .The jade flute and golden harp make a sound, the mulberry leaves are dry and the sea water is clear. Sweep the road under Penglai Mountain, and briefly invite the Queen Mother to talk about eternal life
34. Huang Jingren, leaning against the flower
Sit under the flowers and play the flute several times, watching the Milky Way and the Milky Way in the distance.
Like these stars and lungs last night, for whom the wind and dew stood up all night long.
The lingering lovesickness pulls out the remaining cocoon, and the heartbreak is gentle and peels off the banana.
For the past three to five years, in March and May, the poor glass of wine has not been consumed.
(Hope there is no typo)
35 Where is the flute playing, the pulse is slightly amused.
——Nalan Xingde's "Song Ling on the Sideburns (Pillow and Fragrance)"
36 Hear the lingering oriole's song across the water, and look for residual dreams in the long pavilion. There is no other way to say infatuation. The piano and flute have been divided into a chorus, but they are as scattered as floating rafts. A new thread of worry appears on the temples.
37 From then on, the piano and flute separated each other from Jade Pass. The king stands alone by the cold candle in the west window, how can he be compared to the gurgling rain on an autumn night! The beads and clouds of Xiangshui water are separated by one day, and I dare not miss the lead due to the long distance. A close friend doesn't have to worry about the history of the flute, he will ride the dragon's chariot to the edge of the sun. Don't talk about lovesickness and grudges, there is a time when Jinse, Yao and Qin gather together. The chrysanthemums also know how lonely people are, and they head towards the south branches first when the wind blows. Golden Thread Song · Embracing People on an Autumn Night
38 The flute and drum are noisy, the silhouettes of people are scattered, and the road is filled with the scent of musk deer. Because the capital city is open at night. Looking at thousands of doors like daylight, I am laughing and wandering. Wherever we meet, there will always be dark dust accompanying the horses.
39 Hengfen Road, the loneliness was like the flute and drum, and the desolate smoke was still plain. How come the souls of Chu are crying, the mountain ghosts are secretly crying in the wind and rain. The sky is jealous, and if you don't believe it, all the birds and swallows will be turned into loess. For thousands of years, in order to entertain the scholar, he sang and drank wildly and visited Yanqiu.
40 Who’s sword is blocked in the northwest, and the sound of flutes fills the southeast
That’s all I know