On the seventh day of June, cicadas in the river began to sing.
In the deep leaves of heather, there are two or three sounds at dusk.
"Phoenix Song" Tang
At dawn, the rooster crowed in the forest, and the frog palace was shocked.
Two calls to break the pillow dream, three pedestrians smoke sea red.
chicken (as food)
Cui Daorong in Tang Dynasty
If you buy an early bird, you won't have to wait to sing.
It's dark and rainy in the mountains, and I want to cry near dawn.
Play the flute
Year: Tang Author: Du Fu
Playing the flute is crisp in autumn and clear in the wind and moon.
The wind is drifting with the wind, and the moon is bright near Guanshan.
Hu rode northbound in the middle of the night, and Wuling wanted to go southbound.
Today, the old garden willow falls, why worry about the middle song?
Spring night flute in Los Angeles/Spring night flute in Luoyang
Author: Li Bai (Tang Dynasty)
Yu Di's dark flying sound scattered into the spring breeze in Los Angeles.
In this nocturne, the willow is broken, and no one can afford to be homesick.
Listen to the piano
Year: Tang Author: Meng Jiao
The falling rain is turning over the oak leaves. The moon sets in the west and there are three or four stars.
The piano was suddenly tuned to the front stream, and the forest was cold. I can't lie on my pillow when I hear the sound of the bomb.
Return the candle, straighten the hairpin, wash the spring and set up the atrium. Step by step, the teeth are deep, and the manners are Zen.
The breeze blows on the skirt, and I can recognize the voice in the palace. After studying Taoism for 30 years, you may worry about life and death.
Smell the bullets all night and do your best.
Martial arts listening ape
The ape of Bajiang roared painfully and rang into a passenger ship. Lonely pillow breaks dreams, three sounds follow the breeze.
Even clouds and waves, fog and rain. Martial arts are far from home, and it is unbearable to hurt the soul.