1. Verses about playing the guzheng (verses that describe the beauty of the guzheng)
Verses about playing the guzheng (verses that describe the beauty of the guzheng) 1. Verses that describe the beauty of the guzheng< /p>
The poem "Giving to People" (Part 2): "The Qin girl is handling the jade zheng, and Liang Chen is dancing enthusiastically. The night wind is light, and the sound of the ice strings is sharp for a moment, but there is a sound of running towards the stars." "Zheng Ying" ": Qin Zheng spits out unique tunes, and jade pillars sing clear tunes. The strings break according to the high tension, and the sound continues with the wonderful fingers. Just hearing the sound lingering in the beam, I would rather know that the face is like jade.
"Zheng": Meng Tianfang's track disappeared, You Chumiao played it, a new song was played in the tent, and the voiceless tone came down. There are six rules for decorating the mold, and three talents for the columns. Don't listen to the music of the Western Qin Dynasty, for there is still sorrow left behind.
"Ming Zheng Song": The rainbow falls on the slanting mountain, and the sloping geese are making peace. The bells are nailed and the wood is carved, and thousands of beads are scattered. The sorrowful dragon crows in the jade sea, and the swallows sing in the night. It is only for Huan Shu Xia to rise as king again.
"Wearing the Zheng": Twelve, three strings and five tones, each sound is as far away as the heart. At that time, Xiang Xiu heard his neighbor's flute. It was not because he had been away from home for a long time.
"Night Zheng": Under the bright moon with purple sleeves and red strings, I feel dark and humble while playing. Xian Ning points to the place where the swallowing sound stops, which is filled with deep feelings.
Guzheng, also known as Han Zheng, Qin Zheng, Yao Zheng and Luan Zheng, is a zither instrument among traditional Chinese musical instruments and is a plucked instrument. It is one of China's unique and important national musical instruments. It has beautiful timbre, wide range, rich playing skills and strong expressive power, so it is deeply loved by the masses. Now there are also small guzheng, portable guzheng, mini guzheng, half guzheng, new guzheng, and twelve equal temperament modified guzheng.
2. Poems about playing the guzheng
3. Poems about the guzheng
The cicadas couldn’t stop singing in the cold last night.
It’s been the third update since I was shocked to return to my dream of thousands of miles.
Get up and walk around the steps alone.
The people are quiet, and the moon is bright outside the curtain.
A white head is a sign of fame.
Old mountains and old pines and bamboos hinder the return journey.
I want to express my thoughts to Yao Qin.
I have few close friends, who will listen when my string breaks?
Yue Fei's "Little Heavy Mountain"
Ming Zheng with golden chestnut pillars,
In front of the jade house with plain hands ,
In order to win Zhou Lang's attention,
he often plays the string by mistake.
Li Duan's "Listening to the Zheng"
Playing the Zheng under the north window,
The sound of the clear sound at night is sad.
A high-pitched string is easy to break,
A sad heart is unruly.
Xiao Gang's "Playing the Zheng"
Playing the Divine Comedy upstairs in Duojing,
I want to break the mourning string again and again.
Concubine Jiang went out to listen to the mist and rain,
The white waves turned over and moved the floating jade.
Call my Shuangfeng Cao,
Send him as the Three Gorges Orphan.
I will sing the spring tune with you,
The woodpeckers will fly to the frost trees.
Su Shi's "Playing the Zheng in Ganlu Temple"
The Qin Zheng plays the perfect tune,
The jade pillars play clear music,
The strings are high. The harmony breaks,
the sound continues with the wonderful fingers.
I only hear the sound echoing in my ears,
I would rather know that my face is like jade.
3. Poems about the guzheng
Feelings after listening to the guzheng at night
---Bai Juyi
Listening to the guzheng at night in Jiangzhou , the white-haired freshmen don’t want to smell it.
Now the head is like snow, and I will let you play till dawn.
Playing the Kite at Night in a High-rise Building
---Chang Jian
The high-rise building is more than a hundred feet tall, rising directly to the level of the river.
The bright moon shines on people, and the jade is played by opening the curtain.
The mountains are high and the apes are anxious, but the sky is quiet and the geese are singing.
The song is not yet finished, and the east peak is glowing for half a lifetime.
Listening to the Zheng
---Li Duan
Listening to the Zheng with golden millet pillars, in front of the jade house with plain hands.
In order to win Zhou Lang's attention, he always mistakenly plays the string.
Listening to the Zheng
---Liu Zhongyong
Pull the strings and push the pillars to listen to the Qin Zheng, and you will hear the infinite sorrow and resentment of the Qin people.
It is like following the spring breeze to know the state of willows, like following the singing of birds to know the mood of flowers.
Whose house is worried about the shadow of the lamp alone at night? Where is the empty building missing the moonlight?
More layers of separation and regret, Luoyang City on the Qilu Road in the south of the Yangtze River.
Zheng
---Li Qiao
Meng Tianfang set the track, and You Chumiao bounced it.
The new song is pronounced in the middle of the account, and the unvoiced sound is pointed down.
There are six patterns in the molding of the mother-of-pearl, and three talents in the columns.
Don’t listen to the music of the Western Qin Dynasty, for there will be sorrow left behind.
4. What are the ancient poems about "Guzheng"
1. Liang. Yang Qingqu.
The strings break according to the high tension, and the sound continues with the wonderful fingers.
Only hearing the sound lingering in the beam, I would rather know that the face is like jade.
2. "Listening to the Zheng" by Li Duan of the Tang Dynasty
The zither is played with golden millet pillars, in front of the jade house with plain hands,
In order to win the attention of Zhou Lang, he often plays the string by mistake .
3. "Listening to the Seven Prostitutes of Cui's Zheng" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
Sitting in the jade tower with colorful faces and cloud fur, there is a moment of sadness in the thirteen strings.
Pingjun fled to Daoxiu and committed suicide at Sima Tou in Jiangzhou.
4. "Zheng" by Li Qiao of the Tang Dynasty
Meng Tianfang's track disappeared, You Chumiao played it,
The new tune was played in the middle of the account, and the voiceless tone came down.
The six patterns of the tin are molded, and the three talents are arranged in the column.
Don’t listen to the music of the Western Qin Dynasty, for there is still sorrow left in the zither.
The dragon crows in the jade sea, and the swallows speak in the night.
5. "Ming Zheng Song" by Yang Weizhen of the Yuan Dynasty
The broken rainbow falls on Pingshan Mountain, and the swan geese are making their peace.
The bells are nailed and the wood is carved, and thousands of beads are scattered at random.
The dragon crows in the jade sea, and the swallows speak in the night.
Only Huan Shuxia should be reinstated as king.
Why did people in ancient times not use shrapnel when playing the guzheng?
In ancient times, the harp or pipa were made of silk, which was soft in texture. Not like today's metal strings. Otherwise, they definitely wouldn’t be able to bear it!
5. Poems describing guzheng
1. The cicadas couldn’t stop singing in the cold last night.
It’s been the third update since I was shocked to return to my dream of thousands of miles. Get up and walk around the steps alone.
The people are quiet, and the moon is bright outside the curtain. A white head is a sign of fame.
The old mountains and old pines and bamboos hinder the return journey. I want to express my thoughts to Yao Qin.
If you have few close friends, who will listen when your string is broken? Yue Fei's "Xiaozhong Mountain" 2. The zither is played with golden chestnut pillars. In front of the jade house with plain hands, in order to attract Zhou Lang's attention, he often strikes the string by mistake.
Li Duan's "Listening to the Zheng" 3. Playing the Zheng under the north window, the sound of the clear sound is sad at night. The high strings are easy to break, and the heart is broken and the music is unruly.
Xiao Gang's "Playing the Zheng" 4. Playing the Divine Comedy upstairs in multiple scenes, I want to break the mournful strings again and again. Concubine Jiang was sad when she heard the mist and rain, and the white waves turned over and moved the floating jade.
Call my Shuangfengtao and send him as the Three Gorges Orphan. I sing a spring tune with you, and the frost flies from the woodpeckers.
Su Shi's "Playing the Zheng in Ganlu Temple" 5. The Qin Zheng plays the perfect tune, the jade pillars sing the clear tune, the strings are broken according to the height, and the sound continues with the wonderful fingers. Just hearing the sound lingering in the beam, I would rather know that the face is like jade.
Shen Yue's "Zheng" 6. The beauty is enjoying the daylight at the window, and the strings are playing the zither in sign language. The spring breeze blows on the king's ears, this song is "Ascension to Heaven".
Li Bai's "Spring Journey" 7. If you live upright and have no thoughts, then Qin Zheng will relapse. Zhang Jiuling's "Listening to the Zheng" 8. The bright moon shines in ancient times, and the jade zheng is played by opening the curtain.
Chang Jian's "Playing the Kite at Night in a High-rise Building".
6. Ancient poems about the guzheng
The broken rainbow falls over the Pingshan Mountain, and the slanting geese are traveling safely.
The bells are nailed and the wood is carved, and thousands of beads are scattered at random. The sorrowful dragon crows in the jade sea, and the swallows sing in the night.
Only Huan Shuxia should be reinstated as king. ---Yang Weizhen's "Ming Zheng Music" The Qin Zheng spits out the absolute tune, and the jade pillar sings the clear tune.
The strings break according to the high tension, and the sound continues with the wonderful fingers. Just hearing the sound lingering in the beam, I would rather know that the face is like jade.
——Liang/Shen Yue: "Zheng" The zither is played with golden millet pillars, in front of the jade house with plain hands. In order to attract Zhou Lang's attention, it often strikes the string by mistake. ——Tang Dynasty/Li Duan: "Listening to the Zheng" Sitting in the jade tower with colorful face and cloud fur, there is a moment of sadness in the thirteen strings.
Pingjun fled to Daoxiu and committed suicide at Sima Tou in Jiangzhou. ----Bai Juyi's "Listening to the Seven Prostitutes of Cui" Meng Tianfang's track disappeared, You Chumiao played it, a new tune was played in the tent, and the voiceless tone came down.
The six rhythms of the tin are molded, and the three talents are arranged in columns. Don't listen to the music of the Western Qin Dynasty. There is still sorrow left in the zither. ——Tang Dynasty/Li Qiao: "Zheng" The silver zheng has been played diligently for a long time at night, but I am timid and can't bear to return to the empty room.
——Yu Ya's "Autumn Nights" > "Spring Journey" --- Li Bai The beautiful lady is enjoying the daylight at the window, and the strings are playing the zither in sign language. The spring breeze blows down the king's ears, this song is "Ascension to Heaven".
---------------------------- "Hearing the Zheng in a Guest House in Beijing" Twelve and Three Strings*** Five tones, each sound is as far away as the heart. At that time, Xiang Xiu heard his neighbor's flute. It was not because he had been away from home for a long time.
*Xi Zi’s poem* ----------------------------------Looking at Qiongzhi from a distance Green, the warmth of spring is ready to burn. The road is green with poplars and grass, and the skirts are embroidered with flying red.
Reminiscing about the precarious rain, it touches your heart. If you want to name the qintan, give it to a close friend.
The fragrance from the slender fingers flies up the strings, and the gentle sound conveys the language of the piano. Looking for a close friend in the high mountains and flowing water, who can get drunk with the music of Chanjuan.
The brocade harp has fifty strings for no reason, each string and one pillar reminds me of the past. Zhuang Xingxiao is fascinated by butterflies in his dreams, and looks forward to the emperor's spring heart enthralled by cuckoos.
-- "Jin Se" Li Shangyin suddenly heard that the kite was broken down on the river, and he felt bitter and affectionate. Who should be sent to listen? The smoke gathers and the clouds gather, it is Xiang Ling as promised.
I want to wait for the end of the song to ask for it, but no one can see it, and the peaks are green. ——Su Shi's "Jiangchengzi" Butterfly Loves Flowers. Yan Jidao dreamed of entering the Yanshui Road in the south of the Yangtze River. He traveled all the way to the south of the Yangtze River without meeting anyone else.
There is nothing to say about ecstasy when sleeping, and melancholy and ecstasy when sleeping. Trying to exhaust all the details of this love letter, the goose floats and the fish sinks, and in the end there is no evidence.
But relying on the slow string song to say goodbye, the broken heart moves the Qin Zheng pillar.
The Qin strings are lined with delicate hands, and the precious wild geese fly thirty-nine - He Fang returns to the wind and the servant girls fly around, the cold enters the Qin Zheng wild goose - Hong Jingbo, who is in the golden house, the oriole sings skillfully, the slow-tuning Zheng wild goose - Zhao Xuzhaijiu The song is searched again and again, and the wild geese are moved all over the Qin Dynasty - Chao Ciying Bodhisattva of the Song Dynasty. Zhang Xian> Ai Zheng plays the song of Xiangjiang River, and the sound is written all over the green of Xiangbo.
The slender fingers of the thirteen strings convey the deep hatred. At the feast, the autumn water is slow, and the jade pillars are slanted and the geese are flying.
When the heart is broken, the mountain eyebrows are low. Poppy Song. Yan Jidao> The sky outside Qulanqian is like water. I leaned on it last night, and the moon is shining brightly at the beginning of the day.
When the long moon is full, I look forward to people returning. Luo's clothes are fragrant before they are worn, who can teach them about their old ideas?
A spring away from hatred and laziness in tuning the strings, there are still two lines of idle tears in front of the zither. Night Zheng by Bai Juyi, Tang Dynasty. Purple sleeves and red strings in the bright moon. I feel dark and depressed when I play it.
Xian Ning refers to the place where the swallowing sound stops, there is a deep feeling of ten thousand. When I leave the curtain, there are still tin-zithers accompanying me. When I see them, I turn them over to make me regret that they are too late to recognize them.
-- Lu Lun's "Zheng Song after the Banquet was given to Yao Meiren" The woman's zither is in danger, and she misses her husband's zither when the armor is cold. --Li Shangyin's "Fifty Rhymes of Sending General Qianniu to the Palace" Qi Se plays the Eastern chant, and Qin Xian plays the Western tone.
-- Li Bai's "Ancient Style" - 540 The breeze is full under the Pavilion of Ten Thousand Pines, and the sound of Qin's music is heard at this time. --Liu Yuxi's "Injuring Qin Mei Xing" The silver zheng has been played diligently for a long time at night, but I am timid and can't bear to return to the empty room.
--Yu Ya's "Autumn Night Song" The crisp sound of the zither welcomes you, and Hu Le mourns and sends her husband home. Without the beautiful woman by my side, it is hard to understand the fairy charm and the tears of lovesickness.
- "Lovesickness" If you stay upright and have no thoughts, then Qin Zheng will relapse. --Zhang Jiuling's "Listening to the Zheng" The bright moon shines on people in ancient times, and the curtains are opened to play the jade zheng.
--Chang Jian's "Playing the Zheng at Night in a High-rise Building" The precious zither is peeled off and covered with dust, and the brocade tent is dimmed and the painted candles are dim. - Liao Rong's "The Prostitute Retreating from the Palace" The clear zither is lingering, and the green clouds are hanging down.
--Li Bai's "Viewing Prostitutes at the South Pavilion of Handan" Where mourning kites are rushed, cherry blossoms are always hanging on the alley and poplar cliffs. --Li Shangyin's "Four Untitled Poems" Playing the Divine Comedy upstairs in multiple scenes, I want to cut off the mournful strings again and again.
Concubine Jiang went out to listen to the mist and rain, and the white waves turned over and moved the floating jade. Call my twin phoenix trough and send him as the Three Gorges Orphan.
I will sing the spring tune with you, and the woodpeckers will fly to the frost trees. --Su Shi's "Playing the Zheng at Ganlu Temple" Playing the Zheng under the north window, the sound of the clear sound sounds sad at night.
The high strings are easy to break, and the heart is broken and the music is unruly. --Xiao Gang, "Playing the Zheng" The golden chestnut pillars of the Zheng are ringing. In front of the jade house with plain hands, I want to get Zhou Lang's attention, but I always accidentally flick the string.
--Li Duan's "Listening to the Zheng" Where the mourning of the Zheng is urgent, the cherry blossoms are always in the lane and the willows are hanging on the cliff. ------Li Shangyin's "Four Untitled Poems" The silver armor plays fifty strings on the ice, and the geese in Haimen are deflected by the strong wind.
How much love and resentment can there be between old friends? The first month of the Yangzi River is full of boats. ------Yuan Saduzi "Gift to the Kite Player".
7. Poems about the guzheng
Playing the guzheng at night in high-rise buildings. High-rise buildings more than a hundred feet tall are often built, rising directly to the level of the river.
The bright moon shines on people, and the jade is played by opening the curtain. The mountains are high and the apes are anxious, but the sky is quiet and the geese are singing.
The song is not yet finished, and the east peak is glowing for half a lifetime. Wang Changling's "Listen to the Tune of Flowing People's Water" The lonely boat faces the maple forest under the faint moon, sharing the sound of the zither and the guest's heart.
Thousands of colors in the mountains are covered with rain, broken strings are collected and deep traces of tears. Gu Kuang's "Song of Zheng Nu Playing the Zheng" Zheng Nu can play the zither at the age of eight, and the spring breeze blows the sound from the sky.
One sound of Yongmen's tears carrying eyelashes, two sounds of red carp showing its money and blessing, and three sounds of white ape's arms spreading its cheeks. When Zheng Nu went out to pay homage to her father-in-law, the fallen flowers cut off the silk threads in the air.
The high-rise building does not conceal the sound of Xu, and it is shameful to kill the yellow oriole with a hundred tongues. Bai Juyi's "Night Zheng" has purple sleeves and red strings in the bright moon, and I feel dark and humble while playing.
Xian Ning refers to the place where the swallowing sound stops, which is full of deep feelings. Bai Juyi's "Zheng" has floating clouds and green buns, and the flowers are beautiful and red.
My eyes are peeling off autumn water, and my fingers are peeling off spring onions. Chu Yan is a family member and Qin Sheng is a female worker.
The armor is bright and silvery, and the pillars touch jade. The ape cries bitterly and dislikes the moon, and the oriole whispers to the wind.
Remove sorrow from the palm of your hand and send hatred into the string. Zhao Seqing is similar, but Hu Qin is different.
The slow play returns the broken goose, and the quick play turns the flying bird. The frost is gone, the ice is clearing the throat.
Thousands of beads are smashed into pieces, and the sword cuts them off with a sound. Relying on beauty can calm your mind and make your mood harmonious.
When you rest, your feelings will continue, and when you rest, your thoughts will be endless. Youthful night under the lamp, white-headed man in front of the bottle.
Listen to what you deserve, and your old ears are not too deaf. Li Duan's "Listening to the Zheng" plays the Zheng with gold chestnut pillars and plain hands in front of the jade house.
In order to win Zhou Lang's attention, he always mistakenly plays the string. Xiao Gang's "Playing the Zheng" Playing the Zheng under the north window, the sound of the clear sound is sad at night.
The high strings are easy to break, and the heart is broken and the music is unruly. Su Shi's "Playing the Zheng in Ganlu Temple" has multiple scenes where he plays divine music upstairs, trying to cut off the mournful strings again and again.
Concubine Jiang went out to listen to the mist and rain, and the white waves turned over and moved the floating jade. Call my family Shuangfengcao and send him as the Three Gorges Orphan.
I sing the spring tune with you, and the woodpeckers fly to the frost trees. Shen Yue's "Zheng Ying" The Qin Zheng plays the absolute tune, the jade pillars sing the clear tune, the strings are broken according to the height, and the sound continues with the wonderful fingers.
Only hearing the sound lingering in the beam, I would rather know that the face is like jade. In Li Bai's "Spring Journey", a beautiful woman stands outside the window and plays the zither in sign language.
The spring breeze blows the king's ears, this song is a journey to heaven.
Bai Juyi's "Reflections on Listening to the Zheng at Night" Jiangzhou listens to the Zheng every day and night, and the new generation with gray hair does not want to hear it.
Now the head is like snow, and I will let you play till dawn. Bai Juyi's "Listening to the Seven Prostitutes of Cui" The flower-faced servant girl is sitting in the jade tower, feeling sad for a moment in the thirteen strings.
Pingjun flicked towards Daoxiu, and all the heads of Sima Jiangzhou were wiped out. Yang Juyuan's "Listening to the Zheng in the Snow" The jade pillars are cold and cool to the cold snow, how can the Qing Dynasty merchants complain about it.
Whoever feels pity for the Chu guest is filled with sorrow and despair. Meng Haoran had a five-row banquet at Cui Ming's house, watched the prostitutes in the painting hall, watched the wonderful prostitutes, and stayed with guests all night long.
The candles glow with lotus flowers, and the makeup looks like peach and plum blossoms. The hairdresser in a bun is lowered to the dance mat, and the sleeves of her shirt cover her singing lips.
If you are wet with sweat, it is better to wear pink. Are you dressed lightly? The tunes are moved quickly, and the wine glasses are drunk frequently. If King Cao sees him, he should be suspicious of God Luopu.
Wang Wan's "Guan Zheng" There is a Qin Zheng in the empty room, and the new moon of the Zheng is clear again. The strings are many and the music is difficult, and the pillars are clear.
The resentment of dawn condenses into the hands, and the beauty of spring enters the graceful voice. The only joy I have recently is to spread the love of beautiful people.
Liu Yu Xiying. Spoken and passionate.
It’s almost half spring and the sky is about to become brighter. We first met Nanmo and then gathered in Dongcheng.
You can see shadows when the forest is sparse, but you can hear sounds when the flowers are dense. In the middle of the camp, the piccolo is played, and the mourning zither is played upstairs.
Thousands of households are surrounded by weeping willows, and the scenery is clear like a spring smoke. Liu Yuxi's "Winter Night Banquet in the River, Mr. Li ordered the zheng to sing and bring wine".
The snow is deep outside the curtain, and the people in the seats are half drunk. The green moth makes a clear sound, and the music is full of meaning.
Don’t worry about me, I will never be happy in my old age. Gu Kuang's "Li Huzhou Ruren Plays the Zheng Song" The Emperor Wu ascended to heaven and left a French song, the sorrowful feeling suppressed the strings and pillars.
The people in Shangyang Palace complained about the moss, but this night they missed their husbands and pitied the jasper. The missing woman peeks out from the high-rise building, and the worried ape calls the moon and the parrot calls its child.
Every inch of the heart and the ten fingers have different lengths, and no one knows the wonderful place of ecstasy. I took a few shots of Liangzhou Fan alone, facing the wind and sand across Hu and Qin.
When listening, one forgets how green the stream was before, but when one is drunk, one hesitates and wonders how white the grass beside it is. Wu Rong and Li Zhou played the zither and sang. The ancients said that silk is not as good as bamboo, and bamboo is not as good as meat.
I know that this statement is not inevitable, and Li Zhou did not listen enough to play the zither. When Wenjun was seven or eight years old, he knew all the five tones and six rhythms.
The most wonderful thing is to hit the thirteen strings, and you will be young when you are in and out of the palace. Qing Cong is accustomed to walking for a long time, and he has been called upon urgently several times due to his kindness.
One-character flying geese are flying at an angle to the banquet, the sound is golden, the feathers are flying, but the smoke is not. It seems that in the waning moon of the fifth watch, the cicadas are clear and dew.
It is also like a heap of stones under the leaves, and a clear spring on the cliff. The jade bucket of Hongmen first faces the ground, and the Weaver Girl's golden shuttle flies to the sky.
Sometimes the garden is full of flowers, and sometimes the autumn waves are broad. Sitting alone in front of me, I made a sound, and the whole house was filled with good wind.
The sky is blooming, the Holy Heart is happy, and the purple gold and white beads are stained with gifts. When I come out, I have no time to return home, and I go to a brothel to get drunk on the bright moon.
In the 1960s, he turned his sixty-year-old skills into masters and wrote new music for the Liyuan. I'm still melancholy about things recently. The spring famine in my hometown is full of tobacco.
Offer offerings and listen to the words, and watch the rise and fall of Yuefu from the past. Just like Yizhou and Liangzhou, they are all singing and dancing in peacetime.
The king will continue to cry like rain every day. Li Yuan gave Wu Qing a zheng as a gift to the prostitute Wu Qing. After that, there was no more zheng. The jade wrist and red gauze came to Wu Qing.
All the guests at the banquet were silent, and there were thirteen mourning geese in one line. When Yin Yao Fan heard the zither song, he could hear the mournful and heart-wrenching sounds of his intestines, and his finger-gliding tone was so soft and full of emotions.
The shadows of the flowers are deep and cannot be covered, and the curtains are worn and incomplete. Ouyang Xiu's "Li Liu's Family Hearing the Zheng" I haven't listened to the mourning zither for twenty years, and suddenly my slender fingers are playing the strings.
Mian Man cleverly turns his tongue between flowers and sobs to communicate with the spring under the ice. It is often said that this voice has been extinguished now, and I asked him who had passed it on since he was a child.
He smiled before I heard the bullet, and his white hair was somber that he burst into tears. Anonymous's "Wearing the Zheng on a Moonlit Night" The sky is clear and the new moon shines in the sky. A beautiful woman tunes the jade zheng late at night; the phoenix luan sings in the balustrade hall and slowly reads the "Golden Character Sutra".
Let's burn incense in the back garden. It's late at night and the moon is bright. The music of the silver zither becomes clearer when I'm free. The palace businessman points to the lower body, which is pleasant to listen to, mixed with the sound of precious bracelets. Yang Weizhen's "Ming Zheng Song" The broken rainbow falls on Pingshan Mountain, and the swan geese are making their peace.
The bells are nailed and the wood is carved, and thousands of beads are scattered at random. The sorrowful dragon crows in the jade sea, and the swallows sing in the night.
Only Huan Shuxia should be reinstated as king. Saduzi "Gift to the Kite Player" The silver armor plays fifty strings of ice, and the wind in Haimen is strong and the geese are deflected.
How much love and resentment there is between old friends, the first month of the Yangzi River is full of boats. Yan Jidao's "Bodhisattva Barbarian" and Aizheng played "Xiangjiang Song", and the sound of the song described the relationship between Xiangbo and Xiangbo.
The slender fingers of the thirteen strings convey the deep hatred. At the feast, the autumn water is slow, and the jade pillars sing the flying geese.
When the heart is broken, Chunshan’s eyebrows are low. The broken rainbow falls on Pingshan Mountain, and the slanting geese are making peace.
The bells are nailed and the wood is carved, and thousands of beads are scattered at random. The sorrowful dragon crows in the jade sea, and the swallows sing in the night.
Only Huan Shuxia should be reinstated as king. Yang Weizhen's "Ming Zheng Song" Qin Zheng spits out the absolute tune, and the jade pillar sings the clear tune.
The strings break according to the high tension, and the sound continues with the wonderful fingers. Just hearing the sound lingering in the beam, I would rather know that the face is like jade.
Liang/Shen Yue's "Zheng" The zither is played with golden millet pillars. In front of the jade house with plain hands, in order to attract Zhou Lang's attention, he often strikes the string by mistake. Tang Dynasty/Li Duan's "Listening to the Zheng" Sitting in a jade tower with a colorful face and cloud fur, I felt a moment of sadness in the thirteen strings.
Pingjun fled to Daoxiu and committed suicide at Sima Tou in Jiangzhou. Tang Dynasty/Li Qiao: "Zheng" Meng Tianfang's track disappeared, You Chumiao played it, and a new song was played in the middle of the account, with no sound.
8. Poems describing the melodious sound of the guzheng
1 Bai Juyi: The pipa is playing, the big strings are noisy, the rain is pouring, the small strings are whispering, the big beads are playing, and the small beads are falling on the jade plate. Guan Yingyu said that the bottom of the flower is slippery, the throat is flowing, the water is flowing down the beach, the spring is cold, the strings are condensing, the condensation is gone, the sound is gradually stopping, there is no sadness, dark hatred is born. Silence is better than the sound at this time. The silver vase suddenly breaks, the water slurry bursts, the iron cavalry stands out, the swords and guns sing, the music ends, be careful. Painting four strings and the sound of cracking silk 2 Lu Xun's poem "Giving to People" (Part 2): The Qin girl Duan Rong manages the jade zither, the beams are dancing in the dust, the night wind is light, the beards are ringing for a moment, the ice strings are no longer visible, the stars are flying, the sound is strong 3 The guzheng poem was cold last night, and the crickets were still singing Shocked back from the Thousand Miles of Dreams, I woke up at three o'clock. Walking around the stairs quietly, the moon dimmed outside the curtain. I understood my first achievements, the pines and bamboos in the old mountain, and the old people were blocking my return. I wanted to pay attention to my soulmate, Yao Qin, but the few strings were broken. Who listened to Yue Fei's "Little Heavy Mountain"? In order to win over Zhou Lang, Gu Shishi accidentally strummed the string, Li Duan's "Listening to the Zheng". Playing the Zheng, the clear sound sounded at night under the north window, melancholy, Zhang Gao's string was easy to break, and the heart was broken. Concubine Jiang went out to listen to the mist, rain, and sorrow, and the white waves turned in the air, and the floating jade was calling. She took my two phoenixes and sent them to the Three Gorges Orphan Horn to join you in the fragrant spring tune. The woodpeckers flew to the frost tree. Zhu Yangqing's music is high and broken, the strings are high and broken, and the wonderful fingers continue to hear the music. Liang Ningzhi Yan Yu sinks into the "Zheng". The beautiful lady is playing the strings in the window in the daytime, sign language, and the spring breeze blows the king's ears. This song is "Ascension to Heaven" Li Bai's "Spring Journey", Duanju Zhengzheng's relapse, Zhang Jiuling's "Listening to the Zheng", the bright moon shines on people, the ancient curtains are opened and the jade zheng is played, Chang Jian's "Playing the Zheng at Night in a High Building", the jade zheng peels off the dust and covers the brocade tent, watching the candles and candlelight "The Prostitute Retiring from the Palace" How are the clear zithers lingering in the wind and the green clouds hanging down Li Bai's "Viewing the Prostitutes in the South Pavilion of Handan" Where are the mourning zithers accompanying the cherry blossoms and hanging poplar cliffs in Yongxiang Li Shangyin's "Four Untitled Poems" There are still zithers accompanying the curtain. Stop translating "The banquet gifted by Yao Meiren's Zheng Song" by Chi Lulun. The woman with strings and sejia coldly misses her husband's zheng. Li Shangyin's "Sending a Thousand Oxen Army to the Que in Fifty Rhymes". The Qise plays the Eastern chants of Qin strings and plays the Western tunes by Li Bai. "Ancient Wind", under the 540,000-pine pavilion, the breeze is full of Qin music. At this time, I heard Liu Yuxi's "Injuring Qin Mei Xing". The silver zheng has been diligently playing for a long time at night, and the heart is timid. The empty house can bear to return to Yuya. "Autumn Night Song" all describe the sound of the guzheng. I Take your pick.
9. What are the poems about "Guzheng"
1. "Ming Zheng Song" At the end of the Yuan Dynasty, Yang Weizhen broke the rainbow and fell into Pingshan Mountain, and the swan geese were making their way.
The bells are nailed and the wood is carved, and thousands of beads are scattered at random. The sorrowful dragon crows in the jade sea, and the swallows sing in the night.
Only Huan Shuxia should be reinstated as king. 2. "Zheng" Liang Shen asked Qin Zheng to spit out the absolute tunes, and the jade pillars sang clear tunes.
The strings break according to the high tension, and the sound continues with the wonderful fingers. Just hearing the sound lingering in the beam, I would rather know that the face is like jade.
3. "Listening to the Zheng" Tang Dynasty Li Duan played the Zheng with golden millet pillars in front of the jade house. He wanted to get Zhou Lang's attention, but he often struck the string by mistake. 4. "Listening to the Seven Prostitutes of Cui's Zheng" Tang Bai Juyi sat in the jade tower with colorful face and cloud fur, feeling sad for a moment in the thirteen strings.
Pingjun fled to Daoxiu and committed suicide at Sima Tou in Jiangzhou. 5. "Zheng" Tang Dynasty Li Qiaomeng's Tianfang track disappears, You Chumiao plays it, a new song is played in the tent, and the voiceless tone comes down.
The six rhythms of the tin are molded, and the three talents are arranged in columns. Don't listen to the music of the Western Qin Dynasty. There is still sorrow left in the zither. 6. "Jin Se" by Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty. The Jin Se has fifty strings for no reason, each string and one column reflects the past.
Zhuang Xingxiao is fascinated by butterflies in his dream, and looks forward to the emperor’s spring heart entrusted to the cuckoo. 7. "The Poppy" Song Dynasty Yan Jidao played the song of Xiangjiang River with his mourning zither, and the sound filled the green of Xiangbo.
The slender fingers of the thirteen strings convey the deep hatred. At the feast, the autumn water is slow, and the jade pillars are slanting and the geese are flying.
When the heart is broken, the mountain eyebrows are low. 8. "Ye Zheng" by Bai Juyi, Tang Dynasty. The sky outside Qulanqian is like water. I leaned against it last night. At the beginning of the day, I will compare the bright moon to the best time.
When the long moon is full, I look forward to people returning. Luo's clothes are fragrant before they are worn, who can teach them about their old ideas?
A spring away from hatred and laziness in tuning the strings, there are still two lines of idle tears in front of the zither. 9. "The Banquet to Win Yao Meiren's Hou Zheng Song" Tang Dynasty Lu Lun's purple sleeves and red strings are in the bright moon, and she feels dark and depressed as she plays.
Xian Ning refers to the place where the swallowing sound stops, there is ten thousand layers of affection. When I leave the curtain, there are still tin-zithers accompanying me, but I regret that I am too late to recognize them when I see them.
10. "Fifty Rhymes of Sending General Qianniu to Que" by Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty. The woman's zither is in danger, and her armor is cold and she misses her husband's zither. 11. "Ancient Style" Tang Dynasty Li Bai played the Eastern Yin and Qin Xian played the Western Yin.
12. "Listening to Zheng" Tang Dynasty Zhang Jiuling was in high position and had no thoughts, so Qin Zheng relapsed. 13. "The Prostitute Retreats from the Palace" by Liao Rong, Tang Dynasty.
14. "Viewing Prostitutes at the South Pavilion of Handan" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty The clear zither is lingering, and the green clouds hang down. 15. "Four Untitled Poems" by Li Shangyin, Tang Dynasty Where mourning kites are taken care of urgently, The cherry blossoms are always hanging on the alley and the willows are hanging on the cliffs.
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10. Ancient poems about the guzheng
Feelings after listening to the guzheng at night
---Bai Juyi
Listening to the guzheng at night in Jiangzhou , the white-haired freshmen don’t want to smell it.
Now my head is like snow, and I will let you play till dawn.
Playing the Kite at Night in a High-rise Building
---Chang Jian
The high-rise building is more than a hundred feet tall, rising directly to the level of the river.
The bright moon shines on people, and the jade is played by opening the curtain.
The mountains are high and the apes are anxious, but the sky is quiet and the geese are singing.
The song is not yet finished, and the east peak is glowing for half a lifetime.
Listening to the Zheng
---Li Duan
Listening to the Zheng with golden millet pillars, in front of the jade house with plain hands.
In order to win Zhou Lang's attention, he always mistakenly plays the string.
Listening to the Zheng
---Liu Zhongyong
Pull the strings and push the pillars to listen to the Qin Zheng, and you will hear the infinite sorrow and resentment of the Qin people.
It is like following the spring breeze to know the state of willows, like following the singing of birds to know the mood of flowers.
Whose house is worried about the shadow of the lamp alone at night? Where is the empty building missing the moonlight?
More layers of separation and regret, Luoyang City on the Qilu Road in the south of the Yangtze River.
Zheng
---Li Qiao
Meng Tianfang set the track, and You Chumiao bounced it.
The new song is pronounced in the middle of the account, and the unvoiced sound is pointed down.
There are six patterns in the molding of the mother-of-pearl, and three talents in the columns.
Don’t listen to the music of the Western Qin Dynasty, for there will be sorrow left behind.