Hearing the flute in Luocheng on a spring night Li Bai
The sound of someone’s jade flute flies darkly, spreading into the spring breeze and filling Luocheng. Hearing the broken willows in this nocturne, no one can forget the love of his hometown.
Inscribed on the Monument of Xie in the North Li Bai
I went to Changsha to move to Changsha, but when I looked west to Chang'an, I couldn't see my home. The jade flute is played in the Yellow Crane Tower, and the plum blossoms fall in May in Jiangcheng.
Join the army Li Bai
Join the army on Yumen Road and drive away Jinweishan. The flute plays plum blossom music, and the knife opens the bright moon ring. The sound of drums is heard on the sea, and the military energy is in the clouds. I am willing to cut off Shan Yu's head and drive Jingtieguan for a long time.
Listen to the Hu people playing the flute Li Bai
The Hu people played the jade flute, and half of it was the sound of Qin. In October Wushan dawns, and the plum blossoms fall in Jingting Pavilion. Worrying about hearing the song, I chased the minister with tears.
Playing the flute duct
When playing the flute in the autumn mountains, the wind and the moon are clear, who can skillfully make the sound of heartbreaking. The wind is blowing, Lu Xiang is harmonious, and the moon is bright in several places near Guanshan. Hu Qizhong was able to go north at night, while Wu Ling thought of marching south. The willows in my hometown are falling now, so why should I be so sad that all the songs are born?
Bringing wine across the river in the evening Du Fu
The white sunset on the Qingjiang River is about to end, and he takes the beauty to the boat again. The sound of the flute flows with anger and sorrow, and the wonderful dance meanders through the night. Big fish often come out in front of the lamp, and I listen to the music with a low voice as if I am asking for help. In the middle of the night, the cold wind blows and the waves surge, and I feel the weight of the boat as I make a lot of noise.