About nice ancient poems (what are the ancient poems describing sounds) 1. What ancient poems describe "sound"?
The ancient poems describing "sound" are:
1. The phoenix flute sounds, the jade pot turns and the fish dances all night. -Song: Xin Qiji's Jade Case Yuan Xi'
Besides firecrackers, the spring breeze also brings warmth to Tu Su. -Song: Wang Anshi's "January Day"
3. the sound of the waves beats the pillow, and the moonlight is small. -Song Dynasty: Su Shi's "Young Beauty, Doctor, Pillow and Morning"
The sound of returning flood broke rinspeed. It's snowing in the back window, and the smoke is straight out. -Song: Li Qingzhao's "Bodhisattva Man, Guihong, Broken Yunbi"
Turn over the water several times and listen to the wine, and wake up drunk in the afternoon. -Song Dynasty: Zhang Xian's "Fairy, Water Tone, Several Voices, Holding Wine"
6. Xiao Sheng pharynx, Qin E dream broken Qin Louyue. -Tang Dynasty: Li Bai's Memory of Xiao Sheng and Yan.
1, Xin Qiji's Jade Case Yuan Xi
7. The original poem is as follows:
Thousands of trees bloom at night in the East. It blows down and the stars are like rain. BMW carved cars are full of incense. Phoenix flute moves, jade pot turns, fish dragon dances all night.
Moth, snow, willow, golden thread. The laughter faded away. Look for him in the crowd. Suddenly looking back, the man was there, dimly lit.
Translation:
Like the east wind blowing away thousands of trees and flowers, it also blows fireworks like rain. The luxurious carriage is full of fragrance. The melodious sound of the phoenix flute echoed everywhere, the moon like a jade pot gradually tilted westward, and the fish dragon lantern danced all night.
The beautiful woman wears bright ornaments on her head and walks with the crowd, smiling and smelling. I looked for her thousands of times in the crowd, suddenly turned around, but inadvertently found her in the scattered lights.
2. Wang Anshi's "January Day"
9. The original poem is as follows:
The roar of firecrackers, the old year has passed; The warm spring breeze ushered in the New Year, and people happily drank the newly brewed Tu Su wine.
The rising sun sheds light on doors of each household, New peachwood charm is put up to replace the old.
10. Translation:
In the sound of firecrackers, the old year passed; The warm spring breeze ushered in the New Year, and people happily drank the newly brewed Tu Su wine.
The rising sun shines on thousands of families, who are busy taking off the old peach charms and replacing them with new ones.
3. Su Shi's "beauty is young, knowledge wins the pillow, and knowledge grows."
1 1. The original poem is as follows:
The sound of the waves beats the pillow, and the moonlight is small. Ruthless Bianshui flows from the east and only leaves Xizhou with a boat.
Ceng Zui in Zhu Xi's flower garden, the wine smells more than tears. Who teaches the wind to learn from the dust? Make a noise and send it away!
12. Translation:
After drinking goodbye, I returned to the boat, only to hear the sound of Huai water waves, such as the sound of patting my pillow, and before I knew it, it was dawn again. The waning moon seen through the gap in the canopy is so small. Bianshui is heartless, going east with an old friend, but carrying a boat full of sorrow, don't hate, and going to Xizhou alone.
Between the flowers and the flowers in Zhuxi, you and I used to get drunk together, and the friendship when we got together to drink that day was better than the sadness after parting. Who let me find you among all sentient beings and make friends with you, which led to such troubles as leaving today.
4. Li Qingzhao's "Bodhisattva Crossing the River, Guihong Sound Broken Clouds and Bi Broken"
13. The original poem is as follows:
The sound of returning flood broke rinspeed. It's snowing in the back window, and the smoke is straight out. The bottom of the candle is bright. Women are better than men.
The sound of the trumpet urges the dawn to break. Dawn returned to the bull's eye. It is difficult to see flowers in spring. The west wind keeps the old cold.
14. Translation:
The geese return to the south, singing and singing, so that the heartbroken song disappears in the blue sky. Snowflakes are falling outside the window, and a wisp of furnace smoke rises vertically indoors. In the candlelight, she wore a bright-colored Impatiens on her head, and the people decorated on it were lighter than jewels.
One night, the piercing sound of the trumpet urged the dawn, and it was already dawn, and the sky was about to dawn. In a blink of an eye, the sky is bright and the spring flowers are in bloom. But in early spring, the west wind is still blowing, and the flowers are still threatened by the cold of late spring, so I have the heart to come out and fight for spring!
5. Zhang Xian's "Fairy, Water Tone, Sound and Drink"
15. The original poem is as follows:
Holding a goblet and listening to the sound of "water adjustment", I was drunk at noon, but I didn't wake up although I was awake and worried. Send away spring, when will spring come back? Near dusk mirror, sad past years, past and future empty.
After Yuanyang sleeps by the pool at night, Huazhi has made her own image in the moonlight. Heavy curtains cover the lights, the wind has not stopped, the sound is very quiet, and falling flowers cover the garden path.
16. Translation:
Holding a glass in hand, listening to the sound of "mink", I was drunk at noon, but I was still awake. Send away spring, when will spring come back? Looking in the mirror near dusk, I feel sad about the past years. The emptiness of the past makes people think deeply about the future.
Yuanyang sleeps by the pool after dusk, and the flower branches dance with their beautiful images in the moonlight. Heavy curtains tightly cover the lights. The wind hasn't stopped, and the voice is still. Tomorrow, the fallen flowers will surely cover the garden path.
6. Li Bai's "Qin Yi E Xiao Shengyan"
17. The original poem is as follows:
Yu Xiao's voice was sad and sad. When she woke up from her dream, a string of bright moons were hanging upstairs in Qin. Qin family, every year in the second quarter of the moon, the willow color by the bridge is printed with seven windows for farewell.
Looking at the Cold and Autumn Festival, the ancient road leading to Xianyang has been cut off. The west wind kissed the light of the sun, and in front of us were the tombs and palaces of the Han Dynasty.
18. Translation:
Yu Di's voice was sad and sobbing. When I woke up from my dream, a string of bright moons was hanging on the upstairs of the Qin family. The last quarter of the moon upstairs in Qin's house, the green willow color beside the bridge every year, is printing and dyeing the parting on Baling Bridge.
Looking at the desolate autumn festival in Leyuan Scenic Area, the ancient road leading to Xianyang has long been cut off. The west wind gently brushed the afterglow of the sunset, leaving only the tombs and palaces left by the Han Dynasty.
2. Poems describing sounds
1 Bai Juyi: the pipa in the big string hums like rain, and the small string is like a secret language.
Humming, whispering-and then mixing together, like pouring large and small pearls into a plate of jade. Guan Yingying's ass was slippery when she spoke, and we heard a stream sobbing painfully on the beach.
By checking its cold touch, this string seems to be broken, as if it can't pass; And notes, fade away. The depth of sadness and the hiding of sadness are more told in silence than in voice.
A silver vase suddenly burst, pouring out a stream of water, jumping out of the conflict and blow between armored horses and weapons. Before she put down the pick, her stroke was over, and all four strings made a sound, just like tearing silk.
2 Lu Xun has a poem "Giving Gifts" (the second poem): "The Qin female lets jade kites fly, and Liang Chen warms the night wind, and suddenly the ice strings are ringing, and the stars are ringing all over the sky." Guzheng poems were sung nonstop last night.
It's already midnight. Stand up and walk around the steps alone.
When people are quiet, the moon is bright outside the curtain. Whitehead is fame.
Old mountain pine and bamboo are old, which hinders the return journey. I want to talk to Yao Qin.
She listened to Yue Fei's Xiao Zhongshan and played Zheng Jin's Julie, shining on the golden harp. In order to attract Zhou Yu's keen eyes, she touched a wrong note from time to time. Li Duan's Listen to the Zheng plays the Zheng under the north window, and the night sounds clear and sad.
A high chord is easy to break, but a broken heart is hard to bend. Xiao Gang's "Playing the Zheng" performed the Divine Comedy in many scenes upstairs, trying to break the string and urge again and again.
Jiang Fei listened to the fog and rain, and the white waves tossed and turned. Call me Shuangfengcao as an orphan of the Three Gorges.
Ensemble in pure tune, pecking at wood and flying frost trees. Su Shi's "Zheng in the Qin" issued a unique tune, and Yuzhu sang a clear song, with a high chord and a broken tone, and the sound continued with the wonderful finger.
Yan Ruyu's better understanding is to listen to the sound. Shen Yue's "Zheng Song" is a beautiful woman who plays the guzheng in sign language during the day.
The spring breeze blew down the king's ears, and this song is Ascension to Heaven. Li Bai's "Spring Tour" ended in no mood, so Qin Zheng reappeared.
Zhang Jiuling's "Listen to the Zheng" shows the bright moon and opens the curtain to play the jade Zheng. Chang Jian's "High-rise Night Playing Zheng" is a treasure Zheng, covered with yin dust, and the brocade account is like a candle.
Liao Rong's "Quit the Maid-in-waiting", the piano is clear and haunting, and the music is Lv Yun's. Li Bai's "Looking at Prostitutes in the South Pavilion of Handan" laments the urgency of the piano, and the cherry blossoms hang down the cliff.
Li Shangyin's Untitled Four Songs was accompanied by a cymbal, so it was too late to read it. Lu Lun's "Zheng Qu Fu Yao Beauty after Banquet" is in danger, and a woman misses her husband's Zheng.
Li Shangyin's "Fifty Rhymes to Send a Thousand Cows to Que" plays the eastern music with seven colors and the western music with Qin Xian. Li Bai's 540 thousand pine pavilion is full of breeze, so listen to the sound of Qin at this time.
Liu Yuxi's "Hurt Qin Meixing" Yin Zheng is diligent all night, afraid of leaving the room and can't bear to return. There are nearly 20 poems about Zheng in Bai Juyi's Autumn Night on the Jade Cliff. The poem "Zheng" describes a female pianist's exquisite performance: "The clouds are blue and white, the autumn water cuts off the eyes, and the onions peel off the fingers".
Zhang Gui wrote two sentences in "Zheng": "Blue pillars are born in the night wind, and red strings are swallowed by spring water", describing the characteristics of the sound of the Zheng like water. What's more, "Listening to Zheng" and "Jin" in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms written by Li Duan all shine on the golden harp.
If you want to take care of her, she touches a wrong sound from time to time. "This poem shows people Zhou Yu's mastery of temperament skills. 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.
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.
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.
The timbre of guzheng is so elegant, it is the most fashionable piece, exquisite and ingenious. In the bright moon with purple sleeves and red strings, I feel dark and low when I play the piano.
String coagulation refers to the throat stop, affectionate 10 thousand. The flag of the sunset rustled in A?vagho?a (after Du Fu left), the big string hummed like rain, and the small string whispered like a secret.
Bai Juyi's trip to the pipa hummed and whispered-and then mixed together, like pouring pearls of all sizes into a plate of jade. Bai Juyi's Pipa Tour.
3. Describe the poem "Nice Voice"
1, Li He
Li ping's elegance-elegance
Wu Si, Shu and Zhang Tong are in high autumn, and the empty mountains are not flowing. Jiang Yue wept for Motome's sadness, while Ping Li was playing China. Kunshan jade broken Fengming, hibiscus crying, Xianglan laughing. The cold light melts in front of the twelve gates, and the twenty-three silk moves the purple emperor. Nu Wa makes up the sky by refining stones, and the stones break the ground to stir up the autumn rain. Dream into the holy mountain to teach the gods, and the old fish dance with the waves. Wu Mian leans against the laurel tree, showing his feet and flying obliquely to wet cold rabbits.
2. Bai Juyi
Eternal sad song-colorful feathers
... high rose plum palace, into the blue clouds, and the wide breeze carries magical notes. Singing and dancing slowly, the emperor's eyes can't stare at her enough. Until the sound of drums came from Yuyang, which shook the earth and broke the tune of rainbow skirts and feather clothes.
3. Qin Guan
"Linjiang Fairy Son"-Joseph
Thousands of miles away, Xiaoxiang, Lanpu and Lanradial used to be. The moon is bright and the wind is clear. The microwave was still, and the stars were soaked in cold water all day. I feel sad when I am alone in danger. I heard from a distance that I am a princess. The new voice contains all the feelings of ancient and modern times. The music is quiet, but there is no drums of the water god. The river disappears, revealing several peaks, which are green and charming.
4. Li Bai
Listen to Lu Qin on a moonlit night-Guqin
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.
5. Li Bai
Los Angeles flavor of spring night flute
Yu Di's dark flying sound scattered into the spring breeze in Los Angeles. Who can't get homesick when they hear that there is another village in the serenade?
6. Gu Kuang
Zheng Nv plays Zheng Song-Guzheng.
At the age of eight, Zheng Can played the guzheng, and the spring breeze blew the sound in the sky. Yong Men's tears, red carp's two tears, white ape's three tears. When Zheng's daughter went out to attend her husband's marriage, she lost her leisure. High-rise buildings don't hide their voices, so they are ashamed to kill Huang Yinger.
7. Anonymous
Pipa-Pipa
The monk broke the glass bowl and the strong man broke the coral whip. The sound of coral whipping is abrupt, and the jade plate is really slippery. When Poseidon came back from driving at night, Jiang 'e frowned and cracked in spring. Eyes full of red makeup and tears, homesick and sad. At the end of the song, the tune suddenly flies away, and the moon sets in the Dongting.
8. The sound of geese is like a hundred doors, the sound of oars is like three or five, the sound of beaches is like Zhejiang, and the bells of mules and horses are like Chang 'an Road.
Explanation:
Hegel classified the levels of various senses in aesthetics, holding that hearing is the purest, and the related sounds are "abstract materiality", which marks the transition from space to time and from substance to concept.
In ancient China, where information was blocked, people who could integrate all kinds of knowledge and news they heard with their ears and then tell others with their mouths were saints. The position of auditory experience in China culture can be seen.
There are many scenes in the world, such as constant scenes and wonders, beautiful scenery and sounds. The world is vast and time is short, and everyone has feelings. Talented people write poems and write "Everything is in people's hearts and everything is in people's pens", seeking a "bosom friend" that transcends the vast space and time. Years later, at a certain time and place, maybe someone had an epiphany.
4. A poem describing a woman's beautiful voice
1, "Jade Girl Dancing Clothes" Tang Dynasty: Li Taixuan
Original text:
The dance is scattered with the wind and collected, and the song is like rhyme.
Thousands of times I went to the music festival to write lyrics, and my eyes flowed into my temples like waves.
Women's dancing moves are scattered and put away with the wind, and their graceful posture is dancing, and their singing is as powerful as musical instruments, full of rhythm and very melodious. She uses her eyes to dance to convey her feelings, and her charming eyes between her hair temples are as clear as water waves and fascinating.
2, "Luo Shen Fu" Han Dynasty: Cao Zhi
Original text:
Lips move to, Chen handover outline.
There are different ways to hate people and God, and it is not appropriate to hate the prime of life.
Luo Shen turned Bai Jie's neck, looked back with delicate eyes and slightly parted lips, and slowly stated the outline of the handover. I only hate the difference between man and god, although we are all in the prime of life and can't get what we want.
3. The Gift of Flowers in Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
Original text:
The city music under the overpass is soft and melodious, half of it goes with the river wind and the other half floats into the clouds.
This kind of music should only be in heaven, where can I hear it several times?
Jinguancheng's music is soft and melodious, half of it floats with the river wind and the other half floats into the clouds. This kind of music should only be found in the sky. How many times can you hear it on the earth?
4. Gifts for Xiao Yin Xi with Zheng Xiang and Ge Ji Tang Dynasty: Li Qunyu.
Original text:
The skirt dragged six pictures of Xiangjiang River water, and the temples shrugged Wushan a cloud.
Style should only exist in the sky, and singing is not suitable for the world.
Look at the singer's smooth skirt, like dragging six beautiful Xiangjiang rivers, and the towering bun is like holding a section of Wushan smoke. Her graceful charm should only appear in the sky, and her beautiful singing will not be heard on earth.
5. "Die Hua Lian Yue Nv Picking Lotus Autumn Water" Song Dynasty: Ouyang Xiu
Original text:
Yue Nv picked lotus in autumn water. The narrow sleeves are light, revealing double gold cymbals.
Take a picture and pick flowers like noodles. Only * * * silk confusion in my heart.
? It's getting late at the beach. The fog is heavy and the smoke is light, and there is no companion when you come.
The faint song spread to the distance. Sorrow leads to Jiang Nanan.
Next to the clear autumn water, a beautiful Jiangnan girl is picking lotus flowers. Lightweight sleeves and a gold ring hidden on the jade wrist outline her graceful posture and figure. Her charming face is reflected on the water, competing with the lotus flower. She picked the fragrant lotus root with delicate hands, but it did not hinder the "silk" of the lotus root and aroused her feelings.
In a blink of an eye, it's getting late and the wind is blowing. The girl immersed in reverie suddenly wakes up and sees a group of frivolous evening smoke, thinking of her companions. At this time, there was a faint song in the distance, only to hear it farther and farther, and the lingering sound curled up on the bank of the south of the Yangtze River, as if it had spilled all the way.
5. Describe a poem with a nice voice
There are the following three sentences in China's ancient poems: "Imitate sound to write".
Han Yu's Listening to Ying Shi Playing the Piano, Bai Juyi's Pipa, and Li He's Poems by Li Ping.
Listen to Ying Shi play the piano.
Just like a pair of close children whispering, I had a dark conversation with two beautiful friends, the secretary.
Like the wind, who is singing the flag? A soldier likes to fight the king with his sword.
Clouds and catkins have no roots,
The world is wide and far away.
There were hundreds of birds, and suddenly I saw a lonely phoenix.
You can't climb this line,
Fall out of favor and fall.
I have two ears, so I don't have to listen to diaosi.
Listening to your music, the piano suddenly rose, making people sit down low.
In the panic, I reached out to block my chin, and tears had already poured into my eyes.
It's not unusual for a master to be good at kung fu. Don't fill my chest with ice and fire.
Original: quotations from Li Ping
Wu Si, Shu and Zhang Tong are in high autumn, and the empty mountains are not flowing.
Jiang Yue wept for Motome's sadness, while Ping Li was playing China.
Kunshan jade broken Fengming, hibiscus crying, Xianglan laughing.
The cold light melts in front of the twelve gates, and the twenty-three silk moves the purple emperor.
Nu Wa makes up the sky by refining stones, and the stones break the ground to stir up the autumn rain.
Dream into the holy mountain to teach the gods, and the old fish dance with the waves.
Wu Mian leans against the laurel tree, showing his feet and flying obliquely to wet cold rabbits.
Original text; Pipa player's song
Big strings hum like rain, and small strings whisper like secrets.
Humming, whispering-and then mixing together, like pouring large and small pearls into a plate of jade.
Between Guan Ying's words, the bottom of the flower is slippery, so you can't swallow the spring scenery and flow under the ice.
The ice spring is cold and astringent, and the strings condense, and the condensation will never stop.
The depth of sadness and the hiding of sadness are more told in silence than in voice.
With a stream of water, a silver vase suddenly broke; The soldiers screamed with swords and guns.
Before she put down the pick, her stroke was over, and all four strings made a sound, just like tearing silk.
6. Poems describing beautiful voices
Bai Juyi: Pipa
The big string hummed like rain, and the small string was cut.
Humming, whispering-and then mixing together, like pouring large and small pearls into a plate of jade.
Guan Yingying's ass was slippery when she spoke, and we heard a stream sobbing painfully on the beach.
By checking its cold touch, this string seems to be broken, as if it can't pass; And notes, fade away.
The depth of sadness and the hiding of sadness are more told in silence than in voice.
A silver vase suddenly burst, pouring out a stream of water, jumping out of the conflict and blow between armored horses and weapons.
Before she put down the pick, her stroke was over, and all four strings made a sound, just like tearing silk.
Shen Yue's Ode to Zheng
Qin Zheng speaks out of tune,
Yuzhu sings Qingqu,
The string is high and broken,
The sound continues with the beautiful fingers.
I heard voices around the beam,
Know Yan Ruyu better.
7. Describe a poem with a nice voice
There are the following three sentences in China's ancient poems: "Imitate sound to write".
Han Yu's Listening to Ying Shi Playing the Piano, Bai Juyi's Pipa, and Li He's Poems by Li Ping.
Listen to Ying Shi play the piano.
Just like a pair of close children whispering, I had a dark conversation with two beautiful friends, the secretary.
Like the wind, who is singing the flag? A soldier likes to fight the king with his sword.
Clouds and catkins have no roots,
The world is wide and far away.
There were hundreds of birds, and suddenly I saw a lonely phoenix.
You can't climb this line,
Fall out of favor and fall.
I have two ears, so I don't have to listen to diaosi.
Listening to your music, the piano suddenly rose, making people sit down low.
In the panic, I reached out to block my chin, and tears had already poured into my eyes.
It's not unusual for a master to be good at kung fu. Don't fill my chest with ice and fire.
Original: quotations from Li Ping
Wu Si, Shu and Zhang Tong are in high autumn, and the empty mountains are not flowing.
Jiang Yue wept for Motome's sadness, while Ping Li was playing China.
Kunshan jade broken Fengming, hibiscus crying, Xianglan laughing.
The cold light melts in front of the twelve gates, and the twenty-three silk moves the purple emperor.
Nu Wa makes up the sky by refining stones, and the stones break the ground to stir up the autumn rain.
Dream into the holy mountain to teach the gods, and the old fish dance with the waves.
Wu Mian leans against the laurel tree, showing his feet and flying obliquely to wet cold rabbits.
Original text; Pipa player's song
Big strings hum like rain, and small strings whisper like secrets.
Humming, whispering-and then mixing together, like pouring large and small pearls into a plate of jade.
Between Guan Ying's words, the bottom of the flower is slippery, so you can't swallow the spring scenery and flow under the ice.
The ice spring is cold and astringent, and the strings condense, and the condensation will never stop.
The depth of sadness and the hiding of sadness are more told in silence than in voice.
With a stream of water, a silver vase suddenly broke; The soldiers screamed with swords and guns.
Before she put down the pick, her stroke was over, and all four strings made a sound, just like tearing silk.