Are there any ancient poems describing musical instruments?

1, Tang Shen Quanqi's "Feng Xiao Qu": "In the past, winning women was tired of the world, learning to play Feng Xiao and riding colorful clouds, and turning to the history of Xiao with affection, a thousand years of beauty gave you a gift."

2, Tang Libai's "Smelling the flute in Los Angeles on a Spring Night": "Who's Yu Di flying secretly? Scattered into the spring breeze, full of Los Angeles. Who can't afford to miss his hometown when he hears the willow breaking in this nocturne? !”

4, Tang Langshiyuan's Listening to the Neighbor blowing sheng: "Phoenix and blowing sheng are separated by rosy clouds, and I don't know whose house is outside the wall. The heavy door is locked and there is no place to find it."

5, Tang Baijuyi's Zheng: "-Eyes cut autumn water, fingers peel spring onions." Li Ping China plays the piano.-"< P > 7. Tang Wanghan's Liangzhou Ci:" The luminous glass of grape wine, if you want to drink the pipa, you should be urged immediately. You don't laugh when you are drunk in the battlefield. "

8. Song and Liu read" Listening to Ruan ":"The crimson wax saves flowers. Tang Zhuwan's ode to clappers: "Going to the festival is always in the heart, and the rope path is considerable. You should pay attention to the use of pieces of wood, but don't make loose materials."

Pipa: the large strings hummed like rain, the small strings whispered like a secret hummed, whispered-and then were intermingled, like a pouring of large and small pearls into a plate of jade. —— Tang Baijuyi's Pipa Trip, song of the Tartars on her jade guitar, telling her eternal sorrow .——— Tang Du Fu's Ode to the Historic Sites, No.3, and when the throb of watch-drums hangs in the sandy wind, We hear the guitar of the Chinese Princess telling her endless woe. —— Tang Li Qi's an old war-song Guzheng: her hands of white jade by a window of snow, are glimmering on a golden-fretted harp. —— Tang Li Duan's Listening to the Guzheng was so diligent that he was afraid to leave the room. —— Autumn Night Song Wang Wei's flute: Why should the Qiang flute complain about the willow whose Yu Di is flying secretly, and the spring breeze filled Los Angeles. Se: a Zhao harp has just been laid mute on its phoenix holder.