Li Bai's "Drinking Alone Under the Moon"
A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without any blind date.
Toast a glass to the bright moon, and look at each other as three people.
The moon does not know how to drink, but its shadow follows me.
While the moon is about to be shadowed, we must have fun until spring.
My singing moon lingers, my dancing shadows are scattered.
They make love together when they are awake, but they separate when they are drunk.
We will travel together forever, and we will meet each other in Miao Yunhan.
"Shangsi Music" by Zhang Hu of the Tang Dynasty
The orangutan's head is marked with blood, and the arms are raised in unison in the sky.
However, the wife is very competitive, and the red sleeves of the Sixth Palace suddenly move.
"Music of Thousand Autumns" by Zhang Hu of the Tang Dynasty
On a normal day in August, thousands of people will play music together in the calyx tower.
The people of Qingcheng saw the long pole coming out, and Zhao Jiechou became the first to perform a trick.
"Spring Oriole's Song" by Zhang Hu of the Tang Dynasty
The willows in the south of Xingqing Pool have not yet bloomed, so Taizhen first planted a branch of plum blossoms.
My wife is already singing the song of spring orioles, and dancing softly under the flowers.
"Lamps on the Fifteenth Night of the First Month" by Zhang Hu of the Tang Dynasty
Thousands of doors are opened and thousands of lanterns are lit, and the capital is moved in the middle of the first lunar month.
Three hundred ladies danced with sleeves, and the sound of lyrics was heard in the sky.
Yan Jidao of the Song Dynasty <
The colorful sleeves held the jade bell diligently, but in those days he was drunk and beautiful.
Dance the new moon in the willow tower, sing the peach blossoms and fan the wind.
After seeing each other again, we met again and again, and shared our dreams with you several times.
There are only a few silver photos left tonight, as if the encounter was a dream.
"Recalling Fan Tower" by Liu Zicui of the Song Dynasty
The singing and dancing in Liang Yuan are full of romance, and the wine is like a knife to relieve sorrow.
I remember how happy Taiping was, going up to the Fan Tower late at night with the lights on.
Cao Zhi's "Luo Shen Fu"
"As graceful as a startled dragon, like a swimming dragon"
"Bright and bright like the moon covered by light clouds, fluttering Like the drifting snow of the returning wind."
Tang Dynasty - Bai Juyi - "Piao Guoyue"
Piao Guoyue, Piao Guoyue, comes from the southwest corner of the sea.
Shunanda, the son of Yongqiang, came to offer Nanyin to Zhengshuo.
Dezong stood up to guard Ziting, and he listened to me without stopping.
When the jade snail blows, the vertebrae rise up, and when the bronze drum hits, the tattoos jump.
The pearls and tassels dazzle and the stars shake, and the flower garlands fight with the dragons and snakes.
At the end of the song, the prince becomes a saint, and his father is willing to be a foreign minister of the Tang Dynasty.
The left and right cheer He Xixi, the supreme virtue is within reach.
In a moment, hundreds of people came to the door of Yi Pavilion, prostrating themselves to pay homage to the Supreme Being.
When I saw the Piao people, I offered them new music and asked them to write down the history of the country and pass it down to their descendants.
From time to time, there is an old farmer who strikes the soil, secretly guessing that you are talking to yourself.
I heard that the emperor’s administration was very sage and wise, and I wanted to move people’s hearts to peace.
Touching people are near and not far away, and peace comes from reality, not from sound.
Observing the body and managing the country can help the country, the king is like the heart and the people are like the body.
The body is suffering and the heart is miserable, but the people have peace and the king is happy.
If the people of Zhenyuan are not at peace, even if Piao Le hears the news, he will not sigh.
As long as the people of Zhenyuan are free from disease, they will be holy even if they are happy and happy.
It is better to hear these humble words than the noisy music lovers.
Du Fu's "Gift to the Flower Queen"
The silk tubes in Jincheng are flowing day by day, half into the river wind and half into the clouds.
This song should only exist in heaven, and can only be heard several times in the human world.