1. Beautiful eyes·Beauty playing the piano [Qing Dynasty] Xiong Lian
Falling flowers and running water are always related to love.
The bright moon fills the empty court.
The green sleeves are lightly wrapped, the jade fingers are smooth, and the spring ice is played.
The sound creates a sad tone, which can be heard by friends outside the flower world.
As soon as the Hujia is slapped, the Yangguan is triple folded, infinitely desolate. 2. Plum Blossoms Lead·Beauty Playing the Piano Picture [Qing Dynasty] Zhao Qingxi
In front of the painting screen, beside the jade wall, there is a wisp of fragrant smoke with the word "heart".
The sky of falling flowers, the sky of falling flowers, the green shade of the deep courtyard, who will disturb the day sleep.
The five baht clothes are thin and the wind is cold, and the red face is reflected by the bright clouds.
Seven strings, seven strings, tonight the moon is bright, listen to him play Narcissus. 3. Listening to Xiao Junji playing the qin [Tang Dynasty] Lu Tong
The person who plays the qin is like a qin on his lap, and the person who listens to the qin is like a string in the box.
The two things are in one place each, so how can the sound and rhyme be transmitted?
Without the sense of wind, temperament and energy, all kinds of sadness can linger.
At first there was white snow flying outside the Tianshan Mountains, but gradually springs appeared at the bottom of the thousands-foot-high stream.
The plum blossoms are falling lightly in the wind, and the sound of the fingers is flowing.
It is a pity that Zhaojun married a single man. The battlefield is not far away but just in front of him.
Cai Yan was unlucky to lose his life, and the black owl chirped at Hu Tian.
Guanshan Mountain is separated by ten thousand miles, and the colors are different, and the wind and smoke in the desert are everywhere.
The shape and soul are scattered and the five sounds are gone, and the two moths are knotted in the grass and the empty Chanjuan is empty.
The bitter hatred in the belly will never end, and the sorrow in the new heart will never return.
Jinzun Zhanzhan The night is deep, and the lingering sounds are clear and continuous.
The host is drunk and full of lust, and the guests are looking to the corner to show their inner feelings.
Confucius blamed Yan Huise for what he did to Xiao Jun’s banquet.
Fu Yi repeatedly ordered me to retire, and the moon shone by the book window before I went back to sleep alone. 4. Listening to Qin Song [Ming Dynasty] Xie Jin
There is a beautiful woman playing the plain Qin, and the wind falling in the sky produces the sound of Hui.
The big strings and the small strings are playing, and Jiugao seems to be hearing the cry of a crane.
At first, it was thought that a spring would flow out of the rocks, and it would sound like a soaring pines singing in thousands of valleys.
Sometimes, in the snow, Yumei will be dressed in three ways.
Several lines of wind blowing cannot be heard, and they are involved in the gold and silver platform of Xianque.
When the immortal heard this, he sighed and rode on the clouds to get acquainted.
Holding a bunch of white luan paper, I swept the Yao altar stone with you.
Please play the music in the sky, and let the flowers dance on your sleeves.
When I return, I will not remember the sea and the fields. The world is desolate and dusty.
Attentiveness and diligence will lead to the music of the world, and the beauty of the beauty will rarely last.
When the governor of Shiqiao learned about it, he smashed the Kunshan jade from time to time. 5. The Picture of Beauty Yueqin Inscribed for Money Care [Ming Dynasty] Tang Yinji
Autumn in the small courtyard of Furong is like the sea, and the cool moon is solid in the sky.
The sheep cart rolled through the West Palace, and it was hard to regret losing the favor of the king.
The ancient Ruan Kun strings are played in green and bronze, and the Taoist music is written in mind.
The blood color is deep red and the soft embroidery is on the pier, and the spit flowers are light green and fragrant, and the sleeves are fragrant.
First "Guan Yong" and then "Lin Zhi", the elegant tune Yong Yong plugs people's ears.
At the end of the song, I leaned against the peak of Taihu Lake, and the palm trees fell off in the strong wind. 6. Tingqin [Song Dynasty] Lu You
The curtains are sparse and the wind is cool, and the beauty with a slender waist is wearing lotus root silk clothes.
The green vines and water patterns penetrate the low bed, and the jade fingers are slender and spring on the frost.
The orioles are chirping high in the trees, the sun is growing, the springs are singing in the quiet stream, and the night is still young.
Grief is gentle and solemn without resentment, and one has the courtesy of a lady to guard oneself.
The world is confused by the prostitution of brothels, where the pipa, kong, and harp are mixed with Hu and Qiang.
Listen to a song to wake you up, and Wenji’s fingering skills are passed down to Zhonglang.