1. Sentences describing the beautiful sound of the flute
Outside the pavilion, beside the ancient road, the green grass reaches the sky. The evening breeze carries the faint sound of willow flutes, and the sun sets outside the mountains.
At the end of the sky, at the corner of the sea, there are only a few close friends. A ladle of turbid wine has exhausted all the remaining joy. Don’t sleep in the cold tonight. (Li Shutong: "Farewell")
The sound of the flute echoes in the reed flowers, and white birds suddenly start in a row. Don't come here to adjust the fishing rod, thinking about the water and the cold clouds.
The sound of someone’s jade flute spreads into the spring breeze and fills Luo City. In this nocturne, when I hear the willow tree breaking, who can't help but feel the love of my hometown?
Plum Blossom
Cui Daorong of the Tang Dynasty
The calyx contains snow at the beginning, so it is difficult to mark the original painting alone. There is a unique charm in the fragrance, and it is extremely clear and does not know the cold.
Hengdi and Chouting, oblique skills depend on the disease. The headwind is like a solution, and it is easy not to destroy.
Plum Blossom
Chen Liang of the Song Dynasty
The jade is sparse and thin, and the small calyx is a little pearly. One flower suddenly blooms first, and all flowers bloom later.
If you want to convey the message of spring, you are not afraid of being buried in snow. The jade flute should be played three times, Dong Junzheng advocated.
Plum Blossom
Wang Mian of the Yuan Dynasty
In March, the east wind blows away the snow, and the mountains of Hunan are as green as water. No one sees the sound of Qiang Guan, and countless plum blossoms fall on the wild bridge.
Plum Blossoms Fall
Ming Xue Xuan
There are two plum trees outside the eaves, and the wind blew last night in front of the court. I don't know where the flute sounded, and a hit sounded.
Falling plum blossoms
Qing·Lüran
Gentle wind and raindrops moss patterns, and the lingering fragrance can be smelled quietly. The forest is covered with snow, and the top of the mountain is covered with clouds.
There is no need to blow across the rivers and rivers, but the most precious thing is the empty branches and the cold evening. Looking back at the road down Gushan Mountain, there are many frost birds and white butterflies. 2. Good poems about flutes
Yellow Crane Tower (Fan Chengda’s work) Who played the jade flute in the Mid-Autumn Festival? The yellow crane flies to see the old traveler. The Han tree stretches across Beizhu with love, and the Shu River embraces the southern tower in silence. The city is illuminated by candlelight at midnight, and the moon flag is waving on thousands of miles of boats. However, the fisherman in the Perch Village laughs, and when the fish in Wuchang are good, they stay flooded.
Send to Yuanmei (work by Li Panlong) The moon is dancing in Jimen City, who sings "Out of the Fortress" on the jade flute. You can't hear it among the guests, the autumn wind blows down the small Yellow River.
Hearing the Flute at the Yellow Crane Tower by Li Bai
One is moving to Changsha, looking west to Changsha but not seeing his home. The jade flute is heard in the Yellow Crane Tower, and the plum blossoms fall in May in Jiangcheng.
When will the Yellow Crane come again, and he will take the golden cup and look at the thousand-year-old grass in Zhouzhu;
Today, the white clouds are still there, ask who plays the jade flute, and the plum blossoms in May will fall in Jiangcheng!
My heart is far away, the world is wide, I am leaning on the railing with my wine, listening to the jade flute and plum blossoms, is it falling now?
I left Jianghan, opened the window to send a brief introduction, and asked the immortal Huang He when he would return?
Whose jade flute is flying darkly, scattering into the spring capital of Manluo City
Whose jade flute is singing in the distant courtyard, and whose girl is leaning on the building to listen
Xuanzong’s noble concubine Play the jade flute and play the fairy music Ziyunhui in chorus.
A Dunhuang female dancer holds a jade flute and flies into the sky on clouds. 3. Sentences describing the beautiful sound of the flute
Outside the long pavilion, beside the ancient road, the green grass reaches the sky. The evening breeze carries the faint sound of willow flutes, and the sun sets outside the mountains.
At the end of the sky, at the corner of the sea, there are only a few close friends. A ladle of turbid wine has exhausted all the remaining joy. Don’t sleep in the cold tonight. (Li Shutong: "Farewell")
The sound of the flute echoes in the reed flowers, and white birds suddenly start in a row. Don't come here to adjust the fishing rod, thinking about the water and the cold clouds.
The sound of someone’s jade flute spreads into the spring breeze and fills Luo City. In this nocturne, when I hear the willow tree breaking, who can't help but feel the love of my hometown?
Plum Blossom
Cui Daorong of the Tang Dynasty
The calyx contains snow at the beginning, so it is difficult to mark the original painting alone. There is a unique charm in the fragrance, and it is extremely clear and does not know the cold.
Hengdi and Chouting, oblique skills depend on the disease. The headwind is like a solution, and it is easy not to destroy.
Plum Blossom
Chen Liang of the Song Dynasty
The jade is sparse and thin, and the small calyx is a little pearly. One flower suddenly blooms first, and all flowers bloom later.
If you want to convey the message of spring, you are not afraid of being buried in snow. The jade flute should be played three times, Dong Junzheng advocated.
Plum Blossom
Wang Mian of the Yuan Dynasty
In March, the east wind blows away the snow, and the mountains of Hunan are as green as water. No one sees the sound of Qiang Guan, and countless plum blossoms fall on the wild bridge.
Plum Blossoms Fall
Ming Xue Xuan
There are two plum trees outside the eaves, and the wind blew last night in front of the court. I don't know where the flute sounded, and a hit sounded.
Falling plum blossoms
Qing·Lüran
Gentle wind and raindrops moss patterns, and the lingering fragrance can be smelled quietly. The forest is covered with snow, and the top of the mountain is covered with clouds.
There is no need to blow across the rivers and rivers, but the most precious thing is the empty branches and the cold evening. Looking back at the road down Gushan Mountain, there are many frost birds and white butterflies.
4. Sentences describing the sound of the flute. Particularly beautiful ones,
Outside the pavilion, beside the ancient road, the green grass reaches the sky. The evening wind blows the willow flute, and the sun sets outside the mountains. The end of the sky, the corner of the sea, Good friends are half gone. A ladle of turbid wine has exhausted the remaining joy. Don't dream cold tonight. (Li Shutong: "Farewell") The sound of the flute is as expected in the reed flowers, and the white birds suddenly start in a row. Don't come here to adjust the fishing rod, thinking about the cold water and clouds. Whose jade flute is flying quietly, spreading into the spring breeze all over Luo City. Hearing the broken willows in this nocturne, who can't help but feel the love of his hometown? Plum Blossom in the Tang Dynasty Cui Daorong's calyx contains snow at the beginning, and it is difficult to mark the original painting alone. There is a unique rhyme in the fragrance, and the clearness does not know the cold. The horizontal flute and the sorrowful listening, the oblique technique depends on the disease. The headwind is like a solution, it is easy not to destroy. The Plum Blossom Song · Chen Liang's sparse skills are horizontal, and the jade is thin, and the small calyx is dotted with pearls. One flower suddenly blooms first, and all the flowers are spring later. If you want to convey the message of spring, you are not afraid of being buried in the snow. The jade flute has three tricks, Dong Junzheng advocates. Plum Blossom Yuan·Wang Mian San The east wind blows the snow away, and the mountains of Hunan are as green as water. No one can hear the sound of the Qiang pipe, and countless plum blossoms fall on the wild bridge. The plum blossoms are falling. The double plum trees outside Xue Xuan's eaves, the wind last night in front of the court. I don't know where the flute is playing, and there is a sound. In the middle, a burst of beautiful flute sound suddenly came, as if I was in a beautiful dream, which made me intoxicated. It seemed that flowers bloomed all over my heart in an instant, which made me excited. It seemed that the whole world was listening, and I was addicted. The sky was dyed by the sunset. When the color is rouge, the loud, melodious, and exciting sound of the flute ripples in the quiet corridor street, and slowly disappears at the end of the street. What a beautiful and lovely flute it is! It is simply a spiritual bird, a singing bird. Sometimes it seems to be chirping in an infinitely quiet valley; sometimes it is noisy in the depths of the spring forest; sometimes it is the chirping of a flock of birds... In the noisy city, I rarely heard a piece of elegant and tranquil piccolo sound. The sound of the flute rendered the dusk scene in the misty rain poetic and confusing, reminding people of the sound of the xun from the ancient city wall in Jia Pingwa's novel. I slowed down and my vision was faked by clouds and rain. The bridge, through the time and space of the years, returned to my childhood: a simple childhood, a brilliant childhood, a childhood that contained secrets and dreams. In my childhood, I owned a beige piccolo. I used this piccolo to play I tried to extend my understanding of love, but the result was empty and turned into a soundtrack of confusion and longing. 5. Poems about playing the flute
Author of the flute: Du Fu. The wind and moon in the autumn mountains are clear, who can skillfully make the sound of heartbreaking.
The wind is blowing and Lu Xiang is in harmony, and the moon is bright in several places near Guanshan. Hu Qizhong was able to go north at night, while Wu Ling thought of marching south.
The willows in my hometown are falling now, so why should I worry about the end of the song? The verses with the flute are as follows: 1. The sound of someone’s jade flute spreads into the spring breeze and fills Luo City.
——"Listening to the Flute in Luocheng on a Spring Night" by Li Bai 1. Original poem: The sound of someone's jade flute flies darkly, spreading into the spring breeze and filling Luocheng. Hearing the broken willows in this nocturne, no one can forget the love of his hometown.
2. Translation: Whose exquisite flute secretly makes a melodious sound. As the spring breeze blows, it spreads throughout Luoyang.
Listening to the song "Breaking Willows" from my hometown in tonight's music, who wouldn't feel homesick due to this? 2. The jade flute is played in the Yellow Crane Tower, and the plum blossoms fall in May in Jiangcheng. ——"Hearing the Flute at the Yellow Crane Tower" by Li Bai 1. Original poem: One is to move to Changsha, looking west to Chang'an but not seeing home.
The jade flute is played in the Yellow Crane Tower, and the plum blossoms fall in May in Jiangcheng. 2. Translation: Once you become a derogatory person, it is like Jia Yi who arrived in Changsha and looked westward day after day, but could not see Chang'an or his home.
The flute sound of "Plum Blossoms Falling" came from the Yellow Crane Tower, making Jiangcheng see plum blossoms falling again in May. 3. The snow is clear, Hu Tian’s horses are returning, and the moon is bright, and the Qiang flute is guarding the tower.
——"Listen to the Flute Playing on the Fortress" by Gao Shi 1. Original poem: The snow is clear and Hu Tian is returning to herd horses, and the moon is bright and the Qiang flute is guarding the tower. May I ask where the plum blossoms fell? The wind blew all over the mountain all night.
2. Translation: Translation The ice and snow have melted, and the invading Hu soldiers have quietly returned. The moonlight was bright and clear, and the melodious sound of the flute echoed in the garrison.
Where is the detached "Plum Blossom Song" floating to? It seems to be like plum blossoms falling all over Guanshan in the wind. 4. The flute is played in the cold mountains to call for the return of spring, and the migrating guests look at each other with tears in their clothes.
——"Hearing the Flute on a Spring Night" by Li Yi 1. Original poem: The flute is played in the cold mountains to call for the return of spring, and the guests who have moved in look at each other with tears in their clothes. There are endless geese in Dongting all night long, and they all fly north before dawn.
2. Translation: Playing the flute in the cold mountains calls for the return of spring to the earth, and the people who have been banished look at each other and can’t help but wet their clothes with tears. Countless wild geese that stayed by the Dongting Lake at night flew north eagerly before dawn.