Poetry about musical instruments 1. Poetry about musical instruments
1. He is good at drums, clouds and piano, and he often hears the spirit of the Emperor.
2. Drive the word to make Wei Du look south and blow Taiwan. Small officials have a legacy. Is Wang Anliang there?
3. The phoenix flute sounds, the jade pot turns and the fish dances all night.
However, relying on the slow string songs, I broke my heart and Qin Zhenglie.
5. Sad for Zheng Yide's Xiangjiang song, with a green sound.
6. After a while, I played the piano, and I was angry and resentful.
7. Take Qin as a substitute for heart-to-heart.
Our host, who provided rich wine to mellow the night, invited his Yangzhou guests to play the pipa for us.
9. Fortunately, there is a little rhyme to tell, and you don't need a golden sandalwood bottle.
10. Peony, red beans, beautiful spring, rosewood, silk brocade.
1 1. There are many silk pipes in Jincheng, half in the river and half in the clouds.
12. The shepherd boy came back across the cow's back, and the piccolo blew without a cavity.
13. The Jade Emperor blows the Yellow Crane Tower, and plum blossoms fall into the river in May.
14. Yan, dream broken.
15. Tired guests stopped at Qiu Lan by the stream. Who's Yu Di upstairs?
16. nostalgic songs, flute songs, going to your hometown is like rotting people.
17. Pipa strings are in a hurry in autumn and clear, playing the feelings of Guanshan for a long time.
18. Pipa sounds the best and is difficult to explain.
19. Warm jade pipa has a cold moon skin, which is generally like snow reflecting pheasant.
20. Play the pipa. I am ashamed to look at the screen painting.
2 1. Who made the pipa? Don't leave me alone
22. Talk to pipa tea drinkers. So as to pass on the heart music.
23. It takes a lifetime to meet, and spring thoughts enter the pipa.
24. Xiaolian began to play the pipa string. Break the blue sky
25. Why is this happening? Qiangdi and Qin Zheng.
26. Silk trees are combined into a piano with an ancient sound inside.
27. Where are the old friends? Yu Di bright moon is free.
28. All sides are close at hand, and thousands of miles of smoke and sunset are closed.
29. Half a roll of red flag is raining, and the frost is heavy and cold.
30. Why should a strong brother blame Yang Liu? Spring breeze is not enough.
3 1 .24 bridge moonlit night, where does the Jade Man teach oral sex?
32. The prince blew the sheng, held his head high, and told the dragon to plant tobacco and Yao grass.
33. The Tatar song on her jade guitar tells her eternal sadness.
34. Go out of the hall and think about the piano, instead of taking the road around mountains and rivers.
35. The stars are broken, the geese are crossing, and the flute is touching the ground.
36. I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, and each string has a youthful interval.
I hope this answer is helpful to you.
2. Poems describing musical instruments
1, complete with "Feng Xiao Qu": "In the past, women won the world, colorful clouds learned to play, turned over Shaw History with deep affection, and a thousand-year-old beauty presented you with a gift."
2. Tang Libai's "Smelling the flute in Los Angeles on a Spring Night": "Whose rain flute flies secretly? Spring breeze scattered in Los Angeles. Who can't get homesick when they hear that there is another village in the serenade? ! "
4. Listen to blowing sheng Next Door by Tang Lang Shiyuan:' Phoenix blowing sheng is like a rosy cloud, and I don't know whose house it is outside the wall. The heavy door is locked and nowhere to be found. There are thousands of trees and flowers. "
5, Tang Bai Juyi' Zheng':' eyes cut autumn waters, refers to cutting onions. -with sadness in the palm, hate in the string. "
6. Tang Li and Li Ping's Quotations: "Wu Si, Shu, Zhang Tong and Gao Qiu, the empty mountains are quiet. Jiang Yue wept for Motome's sadness, while Ping Li was playing China. - "
7, Tang Wang Han's "Liangzhou Ci": "Grape wine luminous cup, want to drink pipa immediately, drunk lying on the sand, you don't laugh, how many people have argued since ancient times."
8. Song and Liu read "Listening to Ruan": "The crimson wax is full of flowers at night, and there are many feelings in front of you. The wind on the river is calm and you can listen to the screen window."
9. The Book of Songs: "Friends of harp, drum and music."
10, Tang Zhuwan's ode to clappers: "The heart of going to the festival is always there, and the distance from the rope is considerable. You should know that you use wood blocks, and don't treat them as scattered materials. "
Pipa: the big string hums like rain, and the small string whispers like a secret. Humming, whispering-and then mixing together, like pouring large and small pearls into a plate of jade. -Tang Bai Juyi's "Pipa, Song of Tatar" Yuqin tells the eternal sorrow. -Tang Du Fu's "The Third of Five Poems about the Huai" When the beat of the war drum echoed in the sand wind, we heard the guitar of the Chinese princess telling her endless sorrow. -Tang "Ancient Warsong Guzheng": White jade hand in the snow window, golden piano flashing. -Don Li Duan's "Listening to Politics" silver politics is diligent for a long time, and the heart is afraid of deficiency. -"Autumn Night" Wang Wei's flute sound: Why does Qiangdi blame the willow that the flute secretly flew into the spring breeze in Los Angeles? A Zhao harp has just played on the phoenix shelf, and a Shu pipa has begun to play its mandarin duck string. I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, and each string has a youthful interval. Twenty-five strings play jathyapple, but they will fly back. The lyre plays a cool tune and listens carefully, like a tumbling pine tree. Hu Jia: This piece of clarinet was composed by Mrs. Cai. She sang its eighteen bars one by one a long time ago.
3. There are many poems related to musical instruments.
1 I don't know where to play the flute, and I've been looking for someone all night.
There are two lines of idle tears, in front of Bao Zheng.
Acacia is said on the string of pipa. At that time, the bright moon was there, and it had returned according to the colorful clouds.
Jiang Yue cries for bamboo and worries, while Li Ping plays China.
Why should a strong brother complain about willow? The spring breeze does not pass through Yumen Pass.
In Dongliao, a fifteen-year-old girl is waiting. She is good at playing guitar, dancing and singing.
7 Fifteen plays and sixteen poems.
8 self-created words have the most charm, Xiaohong sings and I blow.
On the moonlit night of the 24th Bridge, where does the Jade Man teach oral sex?
10 but let's drink to our guest who came home from the camp and play the savage pipa, guitar and harp for him.
1 1 In autumn, the horn is ringing all over the sky, and the night is purple in Yan Zhi.
The red flag rolled half, and the reinforcements rushed to Xiao; The night frost is heavy and the drums are gloomy.
12 sounds in all directions, thousands of miles away, long smoke and loneliness.
13 The Jade Emperor blows the Yellow Crane Tower, and plum blossoms fall in Jiangcheng in May.
14 whose flute flies in the dark and scatters into the spring breeze of Manluo.
15 the shepherd boy came back and crossed the cow's back, and the piccolo blew without a cavity.
16 Jincheng silk tube goes into the river and the wind goes into the clouds day after day.
17 peony red beans are bright in spring and embroidered with sandalwood.
18 It's a good thing that I have a whisper to tell each other that I don't need a sandalwood golden vase.
19 Our host, who provided rich wine to mellow the night, invited his Yangzhou guests to play the pipa for us.
20 can play the piano for language. Tell me about it.
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A quiet girl is a good girl, which makes me in charge. Red has a bright red color. Love it is really a bright color.
Mourning Zheng Yi as a Xiangjiang song, writing green.
However, No.24 leaned against the slow string song and broke Qin Zheng's column.
The phoenix flute sounds, the jade pot turns and the fish dragon dances all night.
26. Talk to Weidu and look south at the platform. Small officials have a legacy. Is Wang Anliang there?
27 Xiao Sheng pharynx, Qin E dream broken Qin Louyue.
28. Tired guests stopped at Qiu Lan by the stream. What are the characters upstairs and Yu Di?
Where are the old friends? Yu Di bright moon is free.
Thirty acacia trees are combined into a piano, which has an ancient sound.
Why is this happening? Qiangdi and Qin Zheng.
32 Xiao Lian plays the pipa string first. Break the blue sky
33 after a brief encounter, spring thoughts enter the pipa.
The tea drinker said with a pipa. So as to pass on the heart music.
Who made the pipa? Don't leave your sadness.
Play the pipa. I am ashamed to look at the screen painting.
37 warm jade pipa cold moon skin, generally like snow reflecting pheasant.
Pipa sounds the best, and it's hard to explain.
The pipa string is in a hurry in autumn, and it is played as a long-lost feeling in Guanshan.
Nostalgia, singing and smelling the flute, Fu turned to the countryside like a rotten ke.
4 1 He is good at playing drums, clouds, harps and harps, and often hears the spirit of the Emperor.
Suddenly I heard that there was mourning for Zheng on the river, which was bitter and affectionate. Who will be sent to monitor? Smoke gathers in the clouds, which is auspicious according to the agreement. I want to ask for it at the end of the song, not seeing it, counting the peaks.
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4. Poems describing musical instruments
Yu Di plays in the Yellow Crane Tower, and plum blossoms fall in Jiangcheng in May —— Li Bai's Listening to the Yellow Crane Tower Flute with the Langzhong Qin.
I don't know where to play the pipa and travel to my hometown at night —— Li Yi's "Watching the Hometown Wall and Listening to the Flute at Night"
In the past, when a woman won, she was tired of the world. They learn to play the phoenix flute and ride colorful clouds, and they turn over the history of the flute with deep affection. In a thousand years, the beauty gave it to you-Tang Shen's complete Feng Xiao Qu.
Phoenix blowing sheng is separated by rosy clouds, and I don't know whose house it is outside the wall. Locking the door is nowhere to be found, and there are thousands of trees and flowers —— Listening to Next Door to blowing sheng by Tang Lang's Poetry Garden
Grapes, wine and luminous cups urge you to drink pipa immediately, and you won't laugh when you are drunk in the sand. How many people fought in ancient times? -Don Wang Han's "Liangzhou Ci"
The Tatar song on her jade guitar tells her eternal sadness. -Tang Du Fu's Five Poems about Places of Interest (Part 3)
Your seven strings are like the cold wind in the pine forest-Liu Changqing's Listening to the Qin.
5. Poetry about music and musical instruments
Tang Bai Juyi's Pipa Trip
Pipa player's song
In the evening, I bid farewell to a guest on Xunyang River. Maple leaves and mature rushes rustle in autumn.
I, the host, have dismounted, my guest has boarded his boat, and we raise our cups, hoping to drink-but, alas, there is no music.
Although we drank a lot of wine, we were not happy. When we were leaving each other, the river mysteriously widened in the direction of the full moon.
We heard a sudden sound, a guitar crossed the water, the host forgot to go home and the guests left.
We followed the melody, asked the player's name, and the voice was interrupted ... and then she reluctantly answered.
We moved the boat closer to hers, invited her to join us, and summoned more wine and lanterns to start our party again.
However, before she came to us, we called a thousand times and urged her for a thousand times, but she still hid half of her face behind her guitar from us.
... she turned the tuning pin and tested several strings, and even before she played, we could feel her feelings.
Every string is a kind of meditation, and every note is a kind of deep thinking, as if she were telling us the pain of her life.
She frowned, bent her fingers, and then started her music, letting her heart share everything with us bit by bit.
She brushed the strings, slowly twisted, swept and plucked, first the air in the rainbow skirt, then the six small ones.
Big strings hum like rain, and small strings whisper like secrets.
Humming, whispering-and then mixing together, like pouring large and small pearls into a plate of jade.
Between Guan Ying's words, the bottom of the flower is slippery, so you can't swallow the spring scenery and flow under the ice.
The ice spring is cold and astringent, as if it can't pass; And notes, fade away.
The depth of sadness and the hiding of sadness are more told in silence than in voice.
A silver vase suddenly burst, pouring out a stream of water, jumping out of the conflict and blow between armored horses and weapons.
Before she put down the pick, her stroke was over, and all four strings made a sound, just like tearing silk.
The east ship was silent, and the west ship was silent. We saw the white autumn moon entering the river.
She tied it thoughtfully on the rope, stood up and smoothed her clothes, serious and polite.
Tell us how she spent her girlhood in the capital and lived in her parents' house in Toad Hill.
She mastered the guitar at the age of thirteen, and her name ranked first in the list of musicians.
Quba once taught good people to yield, and her beauty envied all the leading dancers.
How did the aristocratic youths in Wuling compete generously? Countless red silks were given to a song.
And the blood color of the skirt was stained by wine, China.
Season after season, joy followed, and neither the autumn moon nor the spring breeze attracted her attention.
Until her brother went to war, and then her aunt died, and the night passed, and the night came, and her beauty disappeared.
There were fewer and fewer cars and horses in front of the door, and finally she married herself to a businessman.
Who, first of all, stole money, accidentally left her and went to Fuliang to buy tea a month ago.
She has been taking care of an empty boat in the estuary, with no companions except the bright moon and cold water.
Sometimes in the middle of the night, she dreams of her victory and is awakened from her dream by her hot tears.
Her first guitar note made me sigh. Now, after listening to her story, I feel even sadder.
We were all unhappy until the end of the day, when we met. We understand. What is the relationship between acquaintances? !
A year ago, I left the capital and came here. Now I am a sick Jiujiang exile.
Jiujiang is so far away that I haven't heard music, neither strings nor bamboo sounds for a whole year.
My residence is near the town by the river, low and humid, and the house is surrounded by bitter reeds and yellow rushes.
What can you hear here in the morning and evening? The cuckoo's bleeding cry, the ape's sobbing.
I often pick up the wine and drink it alone in the spring morning with flowers and the autumn night with moonlight shining.
Of course, there are folk songs and bagpipes in the village, but they are rough and harsh, and they are harsh in my ears.
Tonight, when I heard you playing the guitar, I felt that my hearing was illuminated by wonderful music.
Don't leave us. Come, sit down. Play it for us again. I will write a Long song about guitar. ..
... she was moved by my words, stood there for a while, and then sat down to play her strings-they sounded even sadder.
Although the tune was different from what she had played before, all the listeners covered their faces.
But which of them cried the most? ? This Jiujiang official. My blue sleeves are wet.
Listen to Lu playing the piano on a moonlit night.
Tang _ _ Li Bai
Sit on the bright moon at idle nights, and you play the piano.
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.
Quotations from Li Ping.
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.
"Listening to the Zheng" in Yuan Qu Tang Style
At the beginning of the wine, at the beginning of the month, the small building tuned the jade piano.
It means that the dial is light and clear, and the melody is peaceful.
Just like a songbird singing at the bottom of a flower and wailing outside a lonely cloud.
Dropping golden rain, breaking the jade pot ice.
Listen, it's full of heartbreak! 、
Zheng Baijuyi
Clouds are green, flowers are beautiful and 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. Slowly bounce back to break the geese, quickly bounce back to fly to the canopy.
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.
6. Poetry related to musical instruments
1, but before she started coming towards us, we called for a thousand times and urged her for a thousand times, but she still hid half of her face behind her guitar from us. -Bai Juyi's Pipa Trip
2. Whose flute is flying in the dark and scattered to the spring breeze in Los Angeles. -Li Bai's "Smelling the flute in Los Angeles on a Spring Night"
3. I don't know where to play the flute, and I want to find someone who will spend the night. -Li Yi's "Listening to the flute at night on the wall of the township"
4. Why should the flute blame the willow? Spring breeze is not enough for Yumenguan. -Wang Zhihuan's "Liangzhou Ci"
5. On the 24th Bridge on a moonlit night, where do jade people teach flute? -Du Mu's "Sue Yangzhou Magistrate Han Chuo"
6. I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, and each string has a youthful interval. -Li Shangyin's "Jinse"
7. Soft songs and slow dances, strings and bamboo music, the emperor's eyes can never stare at her. -Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow
8. After the snow in Tianshan Mountain, the sea water is cold and it is difficult to play the flute. -Li Yi's "Join the Army North"
7. What are the poems about musical instruments in The Book of Songs?
Percussion 1. Drum skin Guofeng Nan Zhou official gong
The national wind beats drums.
The national wind Tang Fengshan has a fulcrum.
National wind, morning wind and late autumn
Xiao Ya Tonggong Shi Zhi Tonggong
Xiaoya Luming Literature Shi Zhi Logging Company
Xiao Ya Tonggong Shi Zhi Cai ju
Drum and Bell in Beishan, Xiaoya
What's in the Beishan area of Xiaoya? What is in Futian District, Beishan, Xiaoya?
Xiao Ya Sang Hu's First Banquet for Guests
Bai Hua, the essence of nobody.
What is the king of Daya Wen?
King Daya's auditorium
What is the competition of Qing Palace in Zhou Song?
Lu Song has Lu.
Shangsongna
2. Drum. Drum and Bell in Beishan, Xiaoya
What's the pitch of Daya Wang Wen?
3. Ben Drumm. King Daya's auditorium
4. What should be done in Drum Week?
5. Tian Otani. What did the minister of Zhou Song do?
6. The county drums hang drums. What did the minister of Zhou Song do?
7. Drum. Tambourine. What did the minister of Zhou Song do?
Upper Yin Tao
8. Made of stone. What is the competition of Qing Palace in Zhou Song?
8. Poems about musical instruments
Yu Di plays in the Yellow Crane Tower, and plum blossoms fall in Jiangcheng in May —— Li Bai's Listening to the Yellow Crane Tower Flute with the Langzhong Qin.
I don't know where to play the pipa and travel to my hometown at night —— Li Yi's "Watching the Hometown Wall and Listening to the Flute at Night"
In the past, when a woman won, she was tired of the world. They learn to play the phoenix flute and ride colorful clouds, and they turn over the history of the flute with deep affection. In a thousand years, the beauty gave it to you-Tang Shen's complete Feng Xiao Qu.
Phoenix blowing sheng is separated by rosy clouds, and I don't know whose house it is outside the wall. Locking the door is nowhere to be found, and there are thousands of trees and flowers —— Listening to Next Door to blowing sheng by Tang Lang's Poetry Garden
Grapes, wine and luminous cups urge you to drink pipa immediately, and you won't laugh when you are drunk in the sand. How many people fought in ancient times? -Don Wang Han's "Liangzhou Ci"
The Tatar song on her jade guitar tells her eternal sadness. -Tang Du Fu's Five Poems about Places of Interest (Part 3)
Your seven strings are like the cold wind in the pine forest-Liu Changqing's Listening to the Qin.
9. What are the poems related to musical instruments?
1 Travel Notes of Pipa/Introduction to Pipa Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi
However, before she came to us, we called a thousand times and urged her for a thousand times, but she still hid half of her face behind her guitar from us.
It was a long time before she came out slowly, still holding the pipa in her arms, half covering her face.
2 "Los Angeles Spring Night/Luoyang Spring Night" Tang Dynasty: Li Bai
Yu Di's dark flying sound scattered into the spring breeze in Los Angeles.
Whose exquisite flute is secretly melodious. As the spring breeze flutters, it spreads all over Luoyang.
3 "Watching the Elephant Wall Night Cry" Tang Dynasty: Li Yi
I don't know where the bleak reed flute blows and I look at my hometown all night.
I don't know where the bleak reed flute blows, and all people look at their hometown overnight.
4 "A Letter to Han Chuo, Yangzhou Magistrate" Tang Dynasty: Du Mu
The bright moonlight on the 24 th Bridge is a clear night. Where do you teach blowjobs?
The moon on the bridge 24 reflects the faint clear night. Where do you teach oral sex now, beautiful?
5 "Jinse" Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin
I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, and each string has a youthful interval.
Jinse, why do you have fifty strings? Every string and paragraph reminds people of the year of Huang Jinhua.
6 "Song of Eternal Sorrow" Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi
Soft songs and slow dances, strings and bamboo music, the emperor's eyes will 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.
Singing and dancing are in tune, and the orchestral melody is vivid. The king watches it all day long, but he enjoys it. The drums of Yuyang chaos were deafening, and the colorful feathers stopped playing in the palace.
7 "North Joining the Army" Tang Dynasty: Li Yi
After the snow in Tianshan Mountain, the sea is very cold, and it is difficult to play the flute.
There was a heavy snow in Tianshan Mountain, and the wind in Qinghai Lake added to the chill. On the March, the soldiers played the flute "Difficult to Walk".
8 "Listening to Xiao on the Yellow Crane Tower with Shi Lang and Zhong Qin" Tang Dynasty: Li Bai
There was a flute sound of "Plum Blossom" from the Yellow Crane Tower, and another drop of plum blossom was seen on the river bank in May.
The flute sound of plum blossom falling from the Yellow Crane Tower made Jiangcheng see the plum blossom falling again in May.
9 "Listening to the flute on the plug" Tang Dynasty: Gao Shi
Snow-clean horses graze in the daytime, and Qiangdi guards the building in the moonlight.
The ice and snow melted, and the invading Hu Bing quietly returned. The moonlight was bright and the melodious flute echoed in the garrison.
10 "Smelling the flute on a Spring Night" Tang Dynasty: Li Yi
In Hanshan's "The Flute Calls the Earth", the exiles look at each other with tears.
The cold mountain plays the flute to call spring back to the earth, and the touched people can't help crying at each other.