It is often heard that the immortals in Xiangshui are good at playing the piano and singing. Feng Yi danced by himself, which made Chuke unbearable. Deep and sad melody, even hard stones are moved by sadness; The sonorous, high-pitched musical tone is so penetrating that it has been flying to lofty places. Cangwu complains, and Angelica dahurica is fragrant. Running water flows to Pu, and I hate Taiwan crossing Dongting. The music is quiet, but there is no drums of the water god. The river disappears, revealing several peaks, which are green and charming.
Chen Ji, Wang Yong, Zhuang Ruoni and Cui Wei sang "Xiang Gu Ling"
Goddess Pan Yao color, the ancient temple wild goose pavilion. Chu Yun came to cotton, and Hunan water helped clean cotton. Wonderful signs are intimate, and countless voices are in ghosts. A crescent moon is white, and several curves are green. It's time to adjust bitterness and complain, but it's also time to get away from the spirit of Di Zi. If you can appreciate the lingering sound, try to play it for you.
Linjiang county qinguan
Thousands of miles away, Xiaoxiang, Lanpu and Lanradial used to be.
The moon is bright and the wind is clear. The microwave was still, and the stars were soaked in cold water all day.
I feel sad when I am alone in danger. I heard from a distance that I am a princess.
The new voice contains all the feelings of ancient and modern times. The music is quiet, but there is no drums of the water god. The river disappears, revealing several peaks, which are green and charming.
Li Ping quoted Li He.
Wu Si, Shu and Zhang Tong are in high autumn, and the empty mountains are not flowing. 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.
"Fa Qu-Mei Liesheng, Sheng Ye" Tang Bai Juyi
French songs are big, and morality is celebrated. People with eternal badges sing and dance,
French music, French music and dance. Political integrity and harmony, sound all over the world, Kaiyuan people happy and healthy.
French songs are magnificent and grand. Zhongzong Suzong restored the red leaves,
Tang Zuoman is full of branches and leaves. French songs and French songs are combined with foreign songs, and foreign sounds and evil sounds are mixed.
With the end of chaos and Tianbao, Chen Hu will be submitted to the palace next year. Knowing the law and breaking the law is Chinese.
If you can judge the voice and communicate with the government. First, it is wrong to refer to Huqu, and you can't tell ups and downs from sorrows and joys.
I hope my teeth are open and clear, so that summer and summer will not be violated.
[Jade sounds like music] Liu Tang Ke
Jade knocks can stop, and people talk happily. The complex sound suddenly disappears, and the elegant rhyme is clear.
Pei tried to stop Xianbu, but Chunyi swallowed the night sound. The end of the song is no different from the sound, and the voice is very sad.
TEDA knows that it is difficult to imitate, and it is exquisite and does not change its name. Kunshan, if any, is proud of it.
[Yang Liuzhi Ci] Yuxi, Liu Tang
Plum blossom and strong flute, Guishushan Ci in Huainan.
Please don't play the old songs and listen to the new Yang Liuzhi.
[Song Yue Wensheng] Liu Tang Yi Xi
The moon rises in Shandong, and the moon is bright and the mountains are empty. Mountain people love the clear scenery and radiate autumn wind.
How can it be clear when the wind stops at night? Immortal invisible, blowing sheng in recent months.
Crimson lips absorb aura, and jade fingers adjust their true voices. What is a real sound? The three mountains are full of love for cranes.
The past has become dust, I want to listen to this song. I'm lying in Songcen today. I'm glad to hear your voice.
Immortals reward me and sing my heart.
[Whispering flute in Los Angeles on a spring night] Don Li Bai
Yu Di's dark flying sound scattered into the spring breeze in Los Angeles.
I heard "folding willows" in this nocturne. Who can't stand homesickness?