Guzheng poetry

Listen to the feelings of Ye Zheng.

-Bai Juyi

Jiangzhou went to listen to Zheng night, but the white-haired freshmen didn't want to listen.

It's the first snow, so you can play until dawn.

High-rise buildings play at night

-Chang Jian

This tall building is over 100 feet, reaching the height of the river.

The bright moon shines on people, and the curtain opens to play jade Zheng.

The mountain is high and the ape is in a hurry, and the sky is quiet and the geese are singing.

The curvature is still unfinished, and the east wind and summer are half-dead.

On hearing her play the harp

-Li Duan

Jin Su's guzheng makes a beautiful sound, and the beauty of guzheng sits in front of the jade house.

Trying to please Zhou Lang as much as possible, you see she deliberately dialed the wrong string.

On hearing her play the harp

-Liu

The string urges the column to listen, and the sorrow and resentment of the Qin people are infinite.

It's like chasing the spring breeze to know Liuzhou, just like knowing flowers with birds.

Who cares if the lights are brightly lit all night, and where to miss the moon?

More into a few heavy parting hate, Jiangnan Qilu Luoyang City.

a surname

-Li Qiao

Meng's repertoire is set, and you Chumiao bounces off.

Send a new song in the account, with a clear voice.

Cymbals are matched with six methods, and columns are matched with three talents.

Don't listen to the western qin dynasty, Zheng Zheng has left.