There is a light rain in the garden, so it is easy to find a new sunny day.
Wash the pool surface in low wind, and remove the flower heart in oblique sun.
Orchids are cloudy and spring water is dark.
It's better to save trouble and have a stringed piano.
Chi Chuang Bai Juyi
Lotus fragrance in the pool, bamboo meaning in the window.
No partner, only a piano.
Bai Juyi waits for the moon.
On a sunny night, in the bamboo yard, when the window is not lying down.
* * * Qin is his wife, and the moon has autumn colors.
Emerald jade stays in the wind for a long time, and Jinbo comes out of the fog late.
I am the only one who knows how to wait for the clear scenery in a quiet voice.
Listen to Youlan Bai Juyi
The ancient music in the piano is orchids, which is more interesting to my guests.
If you want to be calm, you can't play as well as others.
Bai Juyi is cool at night.
It's cold in the open air, so the old man puts on his clothes first.
Where to throw the waist sleeves? Only one stringed instrument is available.
Bai Juyi is full.
Eat and lie on the pillow, sleep and sing.
Have a glass of wine and play the piano slowly.
You can be affectionate and proud of your time.
Who knows that fame and fortune are exhausted and there is no peace.
Bai Juyi's East Yard
Panasonic Xuan bamboo house, warm eaves and sunny days full of rope beds.
There are three volumes of Qingming Ju Jing and a piano by Mr. Rong Qi.
When you are old, you are tired of orange vinegar. When you are sick, your lungs are thirsty for tea.
Sometimes I get drunk without company.
Bai Xu Tang Bai Juyi
The officials in front of Xu Baitang stepped back and didn't go to the central government.
When moving the bed, you will lie on the roof of the sun, and you will lie beside the piano.
Jiang Shang Qinxing Changjian
Jiang raised the jade harp, with one string clear and one heart clear.
Lingling's lyre is everywhere, and the trees are full of gloomy clouds.
It can make the moon white and the river deeper.
I only know that the branches of buttonwood can symbolize gold.
Gu 'anshi
Nature is dense and lonely, and it is hundreds of miles high.
Ling Xiao is indomitable, humble and polite.
Old roots are strong, and the sun is more cloudy.
I want to play the banjo when I think about it tomorrow.
Zhu Liguan Wang Wei
I leaned alone in the dense bamboo, playing the piano and humming a song.
It's too light for anyone to hear, except my partner, Mingyue.
Send swords to Fu Yansao and Xin Qiji.
Mo Xie's three-foot exposure is cold, so try to observe it carefully with a lamp.
Hang Kongzhai is a piano companion, and you don't need to bring it to kill Loulan.
Farewell to my friend Chen Ziang on a spring night.
Silver candles spit smoke, and gold statues feast together.
Think about the piano when you leave the hall, don't take the road around mountains and rivers.
The bright moon is high in the treetops, and the long river is still unknown.
I have been to Luoyang for a long time. When will this meeting be held?
Acacia hates Ye Li.
Human nature is as deep as the sea, less than half of lovesickness.
The sea is still boundless, and lovesickness is boundless.
Take the piano to the high building, and the building will be full of empty moonlight.
Playing acacia, the string broke for a while.
Xiaoxiang great god Liu Yuxi
Small bamboo, small bamboo,
Tears of acacia.
Chuck wants to hear Hepkert's complaints,
It's late at night in Xiaoxiang, and the moon is in the sky.
Ye spent the night in the mountains, waiting for his good friend to be noble.
Now the sun has set in the west, and groups of gullies have fallen.
Now the cold of the moon and night passes through the pine trees, and my ears are pure because of the sound of wind and water.
Almost all the woodcutters have gone home, and the birds are perched in the silent fog.
However, because of your promise, I am waiting for you, waiting, playing the pipa under the vines on the roadside.
Answer the deputy magistrate Wei
With the passage of time, please give me peace and get rid of all kinds of things.
I ask myself and always answer, what can be better than going home? .
The wind blows me, and the moon shines on me.
You ask me good or bad luck? Listen, there is a fisherman singing on the lake! .
2. Qinshi: Liu Changqing's seven strings are cold, and the wind is loose and cold.
Although I like this ancient song very much, most people don't play it today. Two Qin Ge, Phoenix in Sima Xiangru, Phoenix, Phoenix, returned to their hometown and traveled around the world in search of their emperor.
I didn't know what to do when I didn't meet Xi. Why don't I go to Sishang today? There are beautiful women in the boudoir, and the people in the room are poisoning my intestines. Why do you want to be a mandarin duck? You are flying! Emperor Xi Xi lives with me. He must be a princess forever.
Who knows in the middle of the night? My wings fly high and my thoughts make me sad. Listening to Liu Zun-shi playing the piano, Cao Ye once listened to cicadas singing alone in the clear sea and spring scenery at night.
Different from the quiet fasting hall, the autumn sound is often played in seven strings. Listening to the childish words of playing the piano and Han, I feel wronged like you.
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 have two ears, so I don't have to listen to diaosi. 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. Li Bai, a monk in Shu, listened to you play the piano and went down to Emei Mountain in the west with a violin case.
When I hear the sound of Matsutani, I wave my hand at will. The sound of the bell rang, and it turned into a frosty bell. My heart was quiet, as if it had been washed with water.
Unconsciously, dusk enveloped the castle peak, and the autumn clouds were bleak, covering the dusk sky. Our host, Qin Ge Rich, provided rich wine to mellow the night and invited his Yangzhou guests to play the pipa for us.
Facing the moon with whitewashed walls, black crows are flying, the frost is so sad, and the wind enters the clothes. But a bronze stove added its light to the flower candles, the pipa played green water, and then the Queen Chu.
Once it started playing, there was no other sound: a spell was cast at the party and the stars became thin. It's only three hundred miles from here. In Huaishang, official business is waiting for him, so I said goodbye and went back to the road, under the Yinshan Mountain.
Liu Changqing, your seven strings are like the sound of playing the piano in the pines and the cold wind. Although I like this ancient song very much, most people don't play it today.
As the sun sets, I bid farewell to violinist Mao Min in front of Mount Cisse in Wang Yuanliang, and it began to rain outside Beiguan Gate. Southerners shed tears and northerners laughed, and I bowed my head and worshipped cuckoo.
Four chapters of piano music Cao Xueqin's wind is rustling and autumn is deep, and beauty is thousands of miles away. Where do you see your hometown? Leaning against the railing, tears dyed my chest red.
The mountains are far away and the water is long, and the moonlight shines on the porch window. I'm sleepy, the galaxy is dim, my shirt is timid and the air is cold.
Children's affairs are not free, and his affairs are more troublesome. My son and I are congenial, thinking about the past and not doing it to others.
Life is like light dust, and heaven and earth have a sense of regret. I feel sorry for you, how can I go to heaven and go to earth! Qingping Music Qin Qinxia Title Wall Nalanxing Deling Ling Who is a bosom friend? Just like a dream, it is difficult to write a song with sadness. People in the clouds call the red scarf and green sleeves the west wind falling wild geese, and don't teach heroes to cry. Zhu Wangwei leans alone in the dense bamboo, I am playing the piano, and I am humming.
It's too light for anyone to hear, except my partner, Mingyue. Send the sword and Fu Yan's sister-in-law Xin Qiji to Mo Xie, and take a closer look at the lamp.
Hangkongzhai, as a piano partner, doesn't have to chop Loulan. On the night of spring, I bid farewell to my friend Chen Ziang's silver candle, spit out smoke, and gave a banquet to treat Yi with a golden jar.
Farewell hall in the hall to recall the friendship of friends, bypass the mountain behind the water, a long journey. The bright moon is high in the treetops, and the long river is still unknown.
To Luoyang, when will this meeting be held? Acacia complains that Ye Li's humanity is deeper than the sea and not worth half.
The sea is still limited, and acacia is boundless. Take the piano to the high building, and the building will be full of empty moonlight.
Playing acacia, the string broke for a while. Liu Yuxi, the great god of Xiaoxiang, sent acacia with tears from bamboos.
Chuck wants to listen to the lyre, moonlit in Xiaoxiang. Meng Haoran spent the night at the foot of Zen master Ye, waiting for my good friend Ding, and the sun set and the ravine was everywhere.
The moon in the moon pine is refreshing at night, and the sound of the wind is particularly clear. There is almost no firewood in the mountains, and the birds have just returned to their resting place.
Ding promised to stay in the temple tonight and play the piano alone on the mountain road. In summer, the mountain light in the west suddenly goes out, and the moon rises slowly in the lake in the east.
I let go of my hair to enjoy the coolness at night, opened the window and lay down peacefully. The wind brought me the fragrance of lotus, and the bamboo dew dripped.
I will pick up my lute and play, without a bosom friend. So I think of you, old friend. I'm finally dreaming.
Si Kongtu's Twenty-four Poems is straightforward and thoughtful. Suddenly meeting a stranger is like seeing Tao's heart.
The song of Qingjian, the pine and the green shade, a guest with firewood and a guest listening to the piano. Wherever love goes, it's wonderful, not asking for it, just asking for it to fall from the sky, so cold and nice.
3. There is a poem about Qin, 1. The piano plays a jasper tune, and the medicine refines white cinnabar.
2. The sound of the piano is old-fashioned all day long, locking the autumn moss marks.
3. Qin Shu is full of career, so it's not bad to only irrigate the garden.
4. Qin Jianxi has been around for a long time, and Bai Yunfei has been looking forward to it for a long time.
5. Qin, bed, tea and tripod depend on each other, and occasionally write for finding monks.
6. It is difficult to choose which talent to pity in the piano, and only drink a few glasses of wine for the night.
7. It's a pity to throw the shuttle when the piano moves.
8. Qin Yixin prefers Dan lead hand grinding.
9. Qin Gao will never see you again. What is a fairy?
10. Eighteen beats of the piano. Listen to these tears.
1 1. You should listen to the piano at night and be quiet.
12. Qin poetry is clear, but it can be quiet and successful.
13. Don't boast about the spring on the stone in the piano, try to listen to the murmur here.
14. Qin Jian is old, and her heroic spirit is still good.
15. Qin Shu Lianbo Guxixuan, a garden with long flowers and trees.
16. The piano can only be tuned when it meets a bosom friend.
17. Qin Ding made many friends and worked hard, and the fields were as ripe as Yu Ruijun.
18. Zhai Qin is as tall as Zhen Feng, but He Shan and Yan Bin did not compromise.
19. Qin Jian sighed for a short trip in his life and missed the Spring Festival Evening like an autumn cloud.
20. Qin He is a friend and is often eliminated.
2 1. Although the feelings between the harp and the harp are heavy, they are deep in the mountains.
22. The sound on the piano has not been played for a long time, and the ancient meaning in the piano will last forever.
23. Qin Shu is full of houses, and there is no shortage of voices of the Kim family.
24. Qin Xin chose Zhuo Wangsun to buy wine and frozen springs.
25. Qin Xin Yu Wen Dong Xuanxuan, Taurus Zhu Jin made a biography for you.
26. At the end of the piano book, give a New Year plum.
27. The piano sounds like a spring, and the shock wave is as strong as frost.
28. Since the piano has no strings, you don't need to play it, and you are proud of the official.
29. Qinghe Qingfeng has been lonely for a long time, and Gu Juzhong is angry with the silver hook.
30. The piano, books, pens and inkstones are all idle, and the room is not bad.
3 1. The piano and sword are long guests, and the poems and books are short of strategies.
32. Qin Shu Puttan, Sesshū Tōyō.
33. jathyapple's dragon soul plays the piano coldly, and the autumn wind makes the ghost sword bold and unrestrained.
34. Qin Xin amused himself by cooking. Although he had a poor calf and nose, he was not the chief minister.
35. The piano was not blown by the wind in the room, and it was full of enthusiasm.
36. Qin poetry and landscape music are indifferent to the world.
37. Qin Xin no longer sends pineapples, but the water in Hejian Lake is flowing.
38. Come to me before the piano and sword. Like-minded people have a leisurely taste.
39. Qin Zun followed the history and became rich and poor.
40. I hope I can go back to my third house. I want to be a piano elder.
4 1. Qin Ming, wine and pleasure are two different things, and a glass is a thousand dollars.
42. The intestines of Qin Xin and concubine were still broken that night.
43. Drinking in the mountains and playing the piano in the cave.
44. Tang Qin sells wine wares and buys new backyard flowers.
45. Too few piano books and too many loose bamboos are also called poverty.
46. Most books are posted, and the piano monk and the string are combined into one.
47. When you are ready, turn on the medicine stove and get rid of the Qinting.
48. Just put on the shianqin pillow and put on the wine press.
49. Political idleness is a banquet, while piano building is a distant love.
50. Chuke wants to hear the grievances of the lyre, and it's midnight in Xiaoxiang.
5 1. Take the piano to the high building, and the building will be full of empty moonlight.
52. Jiang raised his hand with one heart and one string.
53. It's easier than pottery, but there is still a stringed piano.
54. If there is sound on the piano, why not put it in the box?
55. A good wife is like a harp.
56. A gentle and elegant woman is a friend of the harp.
57. You know how to fight wine, and I have a three-foot piano.
58. The piano plays the dragon's door and the jade pot is empty.
59. Although the piano has no ancient meaning, it is too lazy to sing poetry.
60. Looking at the historical sites in Qinchuan, seven cypresses are like fairies fighting against Luo.
6 1. Several Qin Zuns are still in Chai Men, and the urn has been forgotten to irrigate the garden.
62. Qin has been gone for a long time, and Taiwan Province is still thinking about it.
63. When will the old tour be clear?
64. Qin Xin chose Zhuo Wangsun to sell wine and frozen springs.
65. At the end of Qinshui East China Sea, confused smoke meets high autumn.
66. The harp was in the palace before, but it was quiet and good.
67. At present, homesickness is piling up.
68. The harp is on the moon, and the chess has been broken.
69. The book leaves the grass, but the piano hall is dusty.
70. Keep my Confucius and Qin, and the rescuer is dead.
7 1. I took the fairy pill and got rid of the troubles in the world. Before I played the pipa for the third time, I had achieved my goal.
72. Food returns without foreign affairs, and the piano hall opens the mountain.
73. Holding a child as a white cloud makes the piano sing clearly.
74. Qin Qingyue is a household, and people enter the room quietly.
75. Pan Baishi sits on the moon, and the sound of the piano is loose and lonely.
76. I leaned alone in the dense bamboo, playing the piano and humming a song.
4. Qin Ti Shi 1 "Snow White Farewell to Tian Shuji Wu's Return to His Hometown"
The north wind swept across the earth and messed up Pennisetum, and the weather in August will be covered with heavy snow.
Suddenly, like a night wind blowing, like a pear tree in bloom.
Snowflakes fell into the curtains and wet them. The fur was not warm and the gold cup was too thin.
The general used cold hands to protect his hands. The armored steel was too cold to wear.
The desert freezes over/kloc-0.000 feet, with a crack, and the sky is full of darkness and melancholy.
In the manager's account, this wine is a farewell party, and the Huqin Pipa flute ensemble adds luster to this entertainment.
In the evening, in front of the headquarters gate, heavy snow fell, the red flag froze, and the wind could not drag.
Luntai East Gate, welcome to the capital. Go, the mountain road is covered with snow.
I haven't seen you in the winding mountain road, leaving only a row of horseshoe prints.
Vernacular translation:
The north wind swept the earth and scattered the white grass. It began to snow in Alakazam in August. Suddenly, it was like a spring breeze blowing overnight, as if thousands of trees and pears were in full bloom. Snowflakes scattered in the bead curtain wet the curtain, and the fox's hair was too thin to put on the warm brocade quilt. The general was too cold to open his bow and put on his armor.
The desert is frozen and cracked, and the sky in Wan Li is full of clouds. The coach put the wine in the account as a farewell party to return the guests, and the Huqin Pipa Qiangdi played an ensemble. At night, the snow in front of Yuanmen kept falling, the red flag froze and the wind could not move. Take you back to Beijing outside the east gate of Luntai. Tianshan road was covered with heavy snow when I went there. The winding mountain road has lost sight of you, leaving only a line of horseshoe prints on the snow.
2. Zhu Liguan
Author Wang Wei, Tang Dynasty
I leaned alone in the dense bamboo, playing the piano and humming a song.
It's too light for anyone to hear, except my partner, Mingyue.
Vernacular translation:
Sitting alone in a quiet bamboo forest, sometimes playing the piano and sometimes whistling. Who knows I'm here in the jungle? Only a bright moon accompanied me quietly.
Konakayama sang nonstop last night.
Author Yue Fei, Song Dynasty
I couldn't stop singing last night. It's already midnight. Stand up and walk around the steps alone. When people are quiet, the moon is bright outside the curtain.
Whitehead is fame. Old mountain pine and bamboo are old, which hinders the return journey. I want to talk to Yao Qin. There are few bosom friends, and no one listens to the broken string.
Vernacular translation:
Last night, the crickets in the cold autumn couldn't stop moaning, dreaming of returning to their hometown and being awakened by the war thousands of miles away. It's already midnight. Stand up and walk around the steps alone. It was quiet all around, and outside the curtain, a thin moon was hazy. Make a name for the country, not be old with Frost Star. The pine and bamboo trees in Jiashan are old, but they can't help but talk and stop returning home. I want to give the lyre a song full of worries. There are few bosom friends, even if the string is broken, who will listen
4. I remembered Xin in the summer in Nange.
Author Meng Haoran, Tang Dynasty,
The shadow of the mountain rises suddenly, and the moon in the pond rises slowly from the east.
Hang your hair in the shade at night, open the window and lie down in a quiet and spacious place.
The evening breeze sent waves of lotus fragrance, and the dew on the bamboo leaves made a crisp sound.
I thought I would want to make a song, make a song, I just hate my friends in front of me.
So I think of you, old friend. You are the bane of my midnight dream.
Vernacular translation:
Sunset suddenly sets in the western hills, and the bright moon at Dong Tang Point gradually rises to the east.
Let go of your hair and enjoy the cool tonight. How quiet and comfortable it is to lie around with the window open.
The breeze slowly brings lotus fragrance, and the bamboo leaves gently drip dew.
I wish I could pick up the piano and play a song, but I hate that there is no bosom friend to enjoy.
On this beautiful night, I can't help but miss my old friend. I can only dream about it in the middle of the night.
5. Qin poetry
Author Su Shi, Song Dynasty
If the piano is hair, why don't you put it in the box? If the piano sounds from your hands, why can't you hear the sound?
Vernacular translation:
If the piano sounds, why not put them in the box?
If the piano comes from your hand, why can't you hear the sound in your hand?
5. There is 1 an ancient poem about Qin and Zhuliguan.
Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei
I leaned alone in the dense bamboo, playing the piano and humming a song.
It's too light for anyone to hear, except my partner, Mingyue.
Sitting alone in a quiet bamboo forest, sometimes playing the piano and sometimes whistling. Who knows I'm here in the jungle? Only a bright moon accompanied me quietly.
2. Answer Deputy Magistrate Zhang
Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei
With the passage of time, please give me peace and get rid of all kinds of things.
I think that there is no brilliant strategy to serve the country, only to retire to the mountains and forests.
Wide wind, the wind in the shade, the moon shining on the right to play the piano.
To know the truth about the poor, please listen to the fishing songs in the deep water.
People especially like quiet in their later years and are indifferent to everything in the world. I thought there was no brilliant plan to serve my country, but I just wanted to live in seclusion in the deep mountains of my hometown. Take off your clothes to enjoy the cool, Shan Gao Yueming, just playing the piano. If you ask the truth of poverty and access, please listen to the fishing songs in the depths of the water pool.
3. Qin Shi
Song Dynasty: Su Shi
If the piano is hair, why don't you put it in the box?
If the piano sounds from your hands, why can't you hear the sound?
If the piano sound comes from the piano, why not put it in the box? If the piano comes from your hand, why can't you hear the sound in your hand?
4. Listen to the monk Jun of Shu playing the piano
Tang Dynasty: Li Bai
The sea embraces the land-melodious songs come from the distant Emei Mountain.
When I hear the sound of Matsutani, I wave my hand at will.
The sound of the bell rang, and it turned into a frosty bell. My heart was quiet, as if it had been washed with water.
Unconsciously, dusk enveloped the castle peak, and the autumn clouds were bleak, covering the dusk sky.
Monk Shu came from Mount Emei, far away, with a green lyre in his hand. Wave to me at will, just like hearing the sound of pine trees. The lingering sound flowed into the frost bell and calmed my heart, just like being washed by running water. Unconsciously, dusk enveloped the castle peak, and autumn clouds were hazy, covering the dusk sky.
5. "Listen to the piano"
Tang Dynasty: Liu Changqing
The lyre plays a cool tune and listens carefully, like a tumbling pine tree.
Although I like this ancient song very much, most people don't play it today.
The lyre plays a cool tune with ups and downs, and listening carefully is like the rolling sound of a pine tree. Although I like this ancient song very much, most people don't play it today.
6. Regarding Qin's poem 1, Su Shi's Qin Shi "If there is a piano sound on the piano, why not put it in the box?"
If the sound is on your fingers, why not listen to it on your fingers? "3, Bai Juyi's" Walking in the Spring ""There is a light rain in the garden, and the new sunny day is easy to find.
Wash the pool surface in low wind, and tear down the flower heart in oblique day. Orchids are cloudy and spring water is dark.
It's better to save trouble and have a stringed piano. "4. Chang Jian's" Music on the River ""Jiang Ju Yu Qin, a string of clear.
The seven strings of Lingling are all over the ground, and the wood is full of melancholy clouds. It can make the river white and make the river deep.
I only know that the branches of buttonwood trees can be decorated with gold. "5, Wang Wei's" Bamboo House ""I am alone in the dense bamboo, playing the piano and humming a song.
It's too light for anyone to hear, except my partner, Mingyue. "6, Li Zhi's" Acacia hatred ""humanity is deep, not half-lovesickness.
The sea is still limited, and acacia is boundless. Take the piano to the high building, and the building will be full of empty moonlight.
Playing acacia, the string broke for a while. "7, Liu Yuxi's" Xiaoxiang God ""Spotted bamboo branches, spotted bamboo branches, tears are sent bit by bit.
Chuck wants to listen to the lyre, moonlit in Xiaoxiang. "。
7. Poetry with the word "Qin" 1, Su Shi's "Qin Poetry" "If there is a piano sound on the piano, why not put it in the box? If the sound is on your fingers, why not listen to it on your fingers? "
3, Bai Juyi's "Walking in the Spring" "Slight rain sprinkles the garden, and the new sunny day is easy to find. Wash the pool surface in low wind, and tear down the flower heart in oblique day. Orchids are cloudy and spring water is dark. It's easier than pottery, and you have to have a harp. "
4, Chang Jian "Jiang Shang Musical Instrument Store" "Jiang Shang Qin Yu, a string of Ming, a heart. The seven strings of Lingling are all over the ground, and the wood is full of melancholy clouds. It can make the river white and make the river deep. I only know the branches of the phoenix tree, which can be decorated with gold. "
5. Wang Wei's bamboo house, I leaned alone in the dense bamboo forest, playing the pipa and humming a song. It's too light for anyone to hear, except my partner, Mingyue. "
6, Li Zhi's "Acacia resentment" "Humanism is deep, not half acacia. The sea is still limited, and acacia is boundless. Take the piano to the high building, and the building will be full of empty moonlight. Play acacia, and the string will break for a while. "
7, Liu Yuxi's "Xiaoxiang God" "Spotted bamboo branches, spotted bamboo branches, tears send a little bit of acacia. Chuck wants to listen to the lyre, and it's midnight in Xiaoxiang. "
8. Is it related to Qin that the Zen master in Shuzhong listened to the poem of Jun playing the piano? Lipper
The sea embraces the land-melodious songs come from the distant Emei Mountain.
When I hear the sound of Matsutani, I wave my hand at will.
I heard him in the clear stream, I heard him in the cold bell.
Unconsciously, dusk enveloped the castle peak, and the autumn clouds were bleak, covering the dusk sky.
Listen to Lu playing the piano on a moonlit night? Lipper
Sitting under the moon in a quiet night, listening to Mr. eremita playing the guqin.
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.
Recalling Cui Langzhong's trip to Nanyang and leaving my Confucius Qin behind, I feel old and sad? Lipper
Yesterday in Nanyang, I only ate ferns from Dushan.
Recalling Cui Zongzhi, white water turns into a bright moon.
After the chrysanthemum pond, you can drink without rest.
Pan Jin, self-effacing clear song hair.
Once Yushu is destroyed, life and death are extremely unstable.
Leave me the Confucius Qin, and the person who saved it is dead.
Who preach Guangling San, but cry mangshan bone.
When will Quan wake up? Sweep the fox and rabbit hole for a long time.
Scrap piano? Bai Juyi
The sycamore is combined into a piano, which has an ancient sound.
The ancient sound is tasteless, and it is not called human feelings today.
The jade emblem loses its luster, and cinnabar is born in the soil.
It has been abandoned for a long time, and the sound is still lingering.
I don't want to play for you, but the player won't listen.
Why is this happening? Qiangdi and Qin Zheng.
"Boat-assisted night piano"? Bai Juyi
The bird stays where the fish is, and jathyapple takes care of Jiang Shen.
There is nothing outside but the piano on the boat.
Seven strings are good friends and two ears are bosom friends.
Quiet voice and light language, no ancient and modern.
Night piano? Bai Juyi
Shu Gu, Chu Si Qing Yun.
Play slowly, play slowly, a dozen times in the middle of the night.
It sounds tasteless, but sweet and affectionate.
Do it yourself, don't listen.