Poetry about art

Quotations from Li Ping.

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Shu Zhangtong, Gao Qiu.

An empty mountain condenses clouds without flowing.

Hunan and Hubei cry bamboo sorrow.

Li Ping and China play the piano together.

Kunshan jade broken phoenix calls,

Lotus tears and vanilla smiles.

The cold light melted in front of the twelve gates,

Twenty-three silk moving purple emperor.

Nu Wa tried to repair the sky by refining stones.

The rock-breaking stirred up autumn rain.

Dreaming of the holy mountain to teach the gods,

Old Fish danced Bo and Thin jiaozi.

Wu sleeps on the laurel tree,

The wet and cold rabbit flew barefoot.

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.

Nice piano

Tang _ _ Bai Juyi

Nature is good, and the dust machine smells empty.

When you hear it, everything leaves your heart.

Qingchang can cure diseases, soothe the nerves and nourish the mind.

You should listen to Sanle to comfort Pulsatilla.

Zhang plays the piano.

Tang _ _ Changjian

You go to the grass and Xifeng plays the piano.

Is it only in the mountains that you can get rid of your troubles?

When Chao returned from the mountain pass, he came out of the ridge and heard the sound of silence.

Understand the clouds, see the heart of heaven and earth.

Under Xuanhe, Wan Li is in a clear sky, and pine trees dance.

Change course, buckle (and) business voice, listen to the dragons.

I feel a little crazy and gradually know the depth of the fairy.

Will be refined into a golden tripod and vote for me forever.

Listen to the piano

Tang _ _ Liu Changqing

On the seventh silk, the cold wind in the pines.

Although I like this ancient song very much, most people don't play it today.

Jiangnan Nong Zhao se Cai qu

Southern and Northern Dynasties _ _ Shen Yue

Han Danqi made a literary play.

String threading and quick adjustment of shear flow marks.

The crane rises with white clouds.

White clouds are rising, and the aroma is fragrant.

Coming out of the compound, the song is not over yet.