Li Ping's Quotations-Don Li He
Wu Si Shu Zhangtong is in high autumn, and the blank clouds don't flow. 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. Dreaming of teaching immortals in Kunshan, the old fish danced in waves. Wu Mian leans against the laurel tree, showing his feet and flying obliquely to wet cold rabbits.
Listen to Shi Ying Qin Ge-Don Lihe
Biepuyun belongs to osmanthus beads, and there is a double phoenix language in Shu string. The hibiscus leaves fell and left in autumn, and the King of Yue began to visit Tianmu Mountain at night. The dark minister knocks on the water jade, and the moth crossing the sea attracts the white deer. Who will see the sword take the long bridge, who will see Chun Zhu immersed in the topic. Monk Zhu stood in front of us, and the truth in the Vatican Palace stood in awe. Guqin Pagoda is eight feet long, and the old tree in Fuyang is not a tung grandson. The scent of strings in the pavilion surprised the patients, and the medicine bag bid farewell to the dragon beard for the time being. Please sing a song and ask your singer to sing a song. What's the advantage of being a courtesy officer and humbling yourself?
Listening to Shu Monk Jun Playing the Piano —— Reading Tang 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.
"Listen to dong playing clarinet-don li jie.
At that time, Cai Yan once produced Song of A Qin, and played this song in 18 sections. Hearing this, the conference semifinals were filled with tears, and the grass was wet. Han made pork liver sausage for Guike. The border town is full of smoke, the grassland is overcast and the snow is falling. Autumn leaves were stunned when the player brushed the strings and feathers first. Mr. Dong is ingenious, and ghosts and gods also come out to eavesdrop. Very handy to slowly knead the fast dial, and the reciprocating gyration seems to contain emotions. The voice of the mountain birds scattered and gathered, and the song was as dark and clear as Wan Yun. Young people scream at night, just like Titan's mother cries. The river listened to the song, the waves calmed down and the birds stopped singing. It seems that Princess Wusun is far away from home, like Princess Xu Wencheng's feud. The pipa is melodious and free, like a strong wind blowing wildly, and the rain falls on the tiles. Like the rustle of spring, the rustle of trees, and the singing of wild deer. Chang 'an City is adjacent to the Intermediate People's Court, and the palace gate is in the center of the palace. Fang Guan is not fettered by fame and fortune, and longs for Alice's play day and night.
The zither girl plays the zither song-Tang Gu Kuang
At the age of eight, Zheng Can played the guzheng, and the spring breeze blew the sound in the sky. Yong Men's tears, red carp's two tears, white ape's three tears. When Zheng's daughter went out to attend her husband's marriage, she lost her leisure time. High-rise buildings don't hide their voices, so they are ashamed to kill Huang Yinger.
Listening to flute songs and leaving Zheng Xie Lu-Don Liu Changqing
The old traveler pitied me in Changsha, carrying wine and sand to bid farewell to the relocated guests. Where there is plenty of grass in the sea, who can play the flute on the river? The flute can make lonely guests worry, and the waves are as light as water. The sound of business is bright and the sound of feathers is bitter, and the river is silent. Listening to the sound of Guanshan, the moonlight in Sanxiang is sad. Blowing the willow tree again stirs up silence, and thousands of miles of spring scenery hurts people's hearts. Where does it fall with the wind? Only the winding lake is deep. After Farming left you, he turned white immediately.
Listening to Zheng style
When the wine first wakes up, the jade piano is tuned in the small building at the beginning of the month, the fingers are light and clear, and the melody is peaceful, and every word tells the truth. Just as the warbler rings at the bottom of the flower and wails outside the lonely cloud, it drops golden rain and breaks the jade pot ice. Listen, it's full of heartbreak!
Qin Xing on the River-Tang Changjian
Jiang Ju Yu Qin, with one string clear and one heart 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.
Listening to Lu playing the piano on a moonlit night-Don Li Bai
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.
Listen to Zheng playing the piano-Tang Lizhong
The scenery in Xianxiang is clear, and the fairy plays the piano. The autumn moon is empty and the mountains are silent, and the spring breeze is born overnight. The insects stopped ringing in the sand, and the pine-crowned crane was surprised for the first time. Because of the feeling of flashy world, who pity too much love.
Listen to Chu Shi Playing the Piano —— Don Fangen
After playing with seven silk for several years, metaplasia can be divided into ten fingers. The sound of spring leaves the bottom of the stone, and the pine contains the delicate rhyme of frost branches. Looking at the rabbit's first full moon night outside the window, all the cicadas on the bamboo were scattered. Only at this time, the heart can be quieter and the sound can be taught by future generations.
Listening to Zhao Xiucai Playing the Piano —— Don Wei Zhuang
The box full of ice springs is full of swallowing and singing, and the jade sound is idle. The rain rises at night in Wushan, and the clear waves in Hunan refer to the afterlife. Bees cluster wild flowers to sing fine rhymes, cicadas move high and willows bloom. There is no need to play more blues, and the moon shines in front of the door.
Tang Yu's Two Poems "Jingnan Xi Hu Qin Prostitute"
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The red makeup holds the rosewood groove, and a touch of string is forty. Ling Bo is ashamed of drums, while Qin Lou Yue Ming plays the flute. The cold knocks on the white jade gently, and the warm makes the oriole charming. Dan banned the old minister's ears, and his bones were clear and refreshing as Wen Shao.
Secondly,
The sound of jade fiber falling off and breaking ice scattered into the autumn wind to clear up. Two fingers are stuffed with geese, and thirteen strings are hung with spring warblers. The music score was stolen from the pottery house, and this song was written for Qin Lou. A maid-in-waiting with an infinitely slender waist is just good for the king.
Listening to Qin-Tang Anonymous
The six laws are sonorous, and Ling Lun writes them into the tail of the phoenix tree. Seven fine jade knocks on the cold star, and ten thousand people send their fingers to the flowing spring. Shan Yu followed in Yun Qi's footsteps, and ancient wooden lamps roared in Shan Gui. Tian Wen's tears haven't finished yet, and Zi Gui cries blood to mourn the death of the ape.
Smell Qin-Don Sun Shi
Jade refers to Zhu Xian, and ChristianRandPhillips has the deepest sorrow and resentment. At first, I suspected that the cool wind was very strong, like the rustling rain. If it is near, it will flow, and if it is far away, it will be Hei He. Playing until midnight, melancholy, wet jungle full court.
Introduction to Organ —— Tang Qiji
Move Wu Si, carve bamboo, and have fun with the wind. Palace businessmen are in heaven, and Feng Huangming is like a phoenix. In the middle of the night, there are many cool winds, and the lonely window is cold and dreamy. Worried souls refused to go to the pillow, suspecting that they lived next to Hunan and Hubei, and the golden wind was full of smoke and wind, and it was difficult to rest in the cold and empty hall. I'm often afraid that I'll get tired of hearing too much and I'll never stop making friends.
"Listen to two beautiful songs played by Li Ping"-Don Juyuan Yang
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Listen to countless strings, jade palace is clear, and the wind shows the curvature of Ban Linming. Wang listened to the warmth of Le Liyuan and turned to Yunmen.
Secondly,
Yushuquan, a flower-throated warbler, was famous before the royal banquet. Hanwang wants to help people have fun and has been making new noises for nine days.