You will feel the existence of art in natural life in your taste: the earth is vast and the mountains are green.
Water; Birds contend and the city is noisy; Flowers are fragrant, sweet and sour. Life is diverse and nature is endless. This shows that,
In these lives, we feel beautiful,
I realize that art is everywhere.
Art also embodies all aspects of life.
It embodies nature.
Art comes from life,
Life comes from nature.
Art is rich and colorful, and real life is not all art. Art comes from
Life is higher than life, and art is the refining, processing and re-creation of life.
2. Poetry about art 1, Zhuliguan
Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei
I leaned alone in the dense bamboo, playing the piano and humming a song.
It's too light for anyone to hear, except my partner, Mingyue.
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Sitting alone in a quiet bamboo forest, sometimes playing the piano and sometimes whistling.
Who knows I'm here in the jungle? Only a bright moon accompanied me quietly.
Step 2 make an appointment
Song Dynasty: Zhao Shixiu
Mei Huang Shi, every family was flooded by rain, and the pond was covered with green grass and frogs.
It's past midnight, and the invited guests haven't come yet. I tapped the chess pieces bored and shook the wick of an oil lamp.
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Mei Huangshi, everyone was flooded by the rain, and there were bursts of frogs on the edge of the grassy pond.
It's past midnight and the invited guests haven't come yet. I knocked on the chess piece bored, and when I lit the oil lamp, I knocked off the knot on the wick.
3. Qingming
Song Dynasty: Wang Yucheng
I have lived in Tomb-Sweeping Day without flowers and wine. Like a monk in a temple, everything is depressing and lonely for me.
Yesterday, I discussed new kindling from my neighbor's house, and early in Tomb-Sweeping Day, I lit in front of the window and sat down to study.
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I lived in Tomb-Sweeping Day, without seeing or drinking. This lonely and miserable life, like a monk in a barren mountain temple, seems lonely to me.
Yesterday, I got a new fire from my neighbor. Early in the morning in Tomb-Sweeping Day, I lit a lamp at the window and sat down to study.
4. Langtaosha Jiuqu Yellow River Wan Li Sand
Tang Dynasty: Liu Yuxi
The Yellow River winds from a distant place, carrying thousands of miles of yellow sand.
Since you are from the sky, and now you seem to fly directly to the Milky Way, please take me to the sky, gather in the Milky Way, and go to the home of Cowherd and Weaver Girl together.
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The winding Yellow River comes from afar and is wrapped in yellow sand in Wan Li.
Now that you have come up from the horizon, it seems that you are going to fly directly to the high-altitude galaxy. Please take me to soar, gather in the Milky Way, and visit the Cowherd and the Weaver Maid.
5. A suggestion for my friend Liu
Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi
There is a glimmer of green in the old bottle and a hint of red in the quiet stove.
With dusk and snow coming, how about a glass of wine?
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The newly brewed rice wine is green and fragrant; A small red mud stove is burning crimson.
It's getting dark, and the snow is coming. Can I have a drink? Friend!
3. Famous sayings of artistic beauty in life 1. Art does not transcend nature, but it will beautify it.
-Cervantes 2. Art is not a skill, but an expression of feelings experienced by artists. -lev tolstoy 3. The success of art lies in the absence of traces of artificial carving.
-Ovid 4. The enemy of art is ignorance. Seth Johnson 5. The first purpose of art is to reproduce reality.
Chernyshevski six. The foundation of art lies in moral personality. -Ruskin 7. The great significance of art basically lies in that it can express people's true feelings, the mystery of inner life and the passionate world.
-romain rolland is 8 years old. Art gives us wings and takes us far away. -(Russia) Chekhov 9. Art lasts forever, but life is short.
-Britain 10, art may make mistakes, but naturally it never makes mistakes. -(British) Dryden 1 1. The artist has a dual relationship with nature: he is both the master and the slave of nature.
-Goethe 12. Artist temperament is a disease that puzzles amateurs. -chesterton 13, art is hard to find-it will not turn a blind eye to you just because you are a civilian, nor will it favor you just because you are a prince.
Even the smartest people can't create works of art before the time comes. -Whistler 14. Art is a treasure house of virtue.
-Balzac 15, art makes nature more perfect. -Reynolds 16, art is to promote life, where there is death, there is no art.
-romain rolland 17 Art is the transmission of feelings. -lev tolstoy 18, art is the catharsis of noble sentiments.
-Moore 19, art is a living science. -Cocqueteaux 20。 Art is a struggle between spirit and matter.
-Zong Baihua 2 1, art is human nature. Burke 22. Art is the mirror of life.
-lev tolstoy 23. Art is a kind of imagination, which enables us to reach the truth. -Picasso 24, art is a kind of enjoyment, is the most fascinating enjoyment of all.
-(French) romain rolland 25. Art should shoulder the responsibility of cultivating ideas. -Bai Lang Ning 26. Art and science are different and interrelated; They met aesthetically.
-Croce 27, art is far less important than life, but without art, life is poor. Africa 28. The art of art, the expression of words and the brilliance of literature all lie in simplicity.
-Whitman 29. Art belongs to the ancient world and science belongs to the modern world. Disraeli is thirty years old. Music is the art of life.
-Strauss 3 1, in works of art, the most meaningful part is the personality outside the skill. -Lin Yutang 32. In the real art field, there is no preparatory school, but the best preparation method is to have the most modest apprentice interest in the artist's works.
People who grind pigments in this way often become excellent painters. -Goethe 33, truly expressing nature, but still full of artistic beauty.
-check Churchill 34. Only works written with emotion can move people. -35 Coleridge, Sidi. The beauty of painting lies between similarity and dissimilarity, which is too kitsch to deceive the world.
Live like me and die like me. -Qi Baishi 36. A great poem is like a fountain, always spouting water of wisdom and happiness.
Shelley is 37 years old. All arts and religions are just accessories of nature. -Aristotle 38. It is an eternal law that a writer explains less truth than others just because he speaks more.
Macaulay 39, find the door and rush out. Xu Linlu is 40 years old. Look for real models in life and customs, and absorb the language loyal to life from them.
-Horace 4 1 The most beautiful thing we have experienced is mystery, which is the source of all real art and science. -Einstein 42, our art should stand higher than reality, and people should not be divorced from reality and be higher than reality.
-Gorky 43. The real mission of literature is to make feelings visible. -Turner 44, great works of art are not as disappointing as life, they don't always give us all the best things at the beginning like life.
-marcel proust is 45 years old. Great art is always the most decorative. 46 Mao Mu. Art for art's sake is no more meaningful than drinking.
-Mao Mu 47. Perfection is not adding nothing, but subtracting nothing. -Anthony de Saint-Exupé ry is 48 years old. If you live much, there will be no art.
-love gives life 49. Poetry comes from reality through imagination, not only truth, but also imagination. -Dai Wangshu 50. Poetry is the queen of art.
To Spratt 5 1 The mystery of life lies in art ...-Oscar Wilde 52. No beautiful work of art can be without flaws, but true beauty can certainly cover up these small flaws.
53 Gardner. An artist without enthusiasm is like a painter without paint. Barry 54. Poverty is the mother of all artistic professions.
-toriano 55, a shot with weight and depth: you may wish to lock a theme and take a lifetime to shoot! -Sang Abel 56. Once art is divorced from reality, it will become absurd even if it does not perish. Thomas Carlyle is 57 years old. Beauty is the purpose and motive force of art.
58 Goncharov. Every time an artist dies, some human fantasies die with him. Roosevelt 59. Every masterpiece is the product of passion.
Disraeli is sixty years old. Without thinking and sadness, there is no literature. -Lu Xun.
4. Li Ping's ancient artistic poems.
Don
Shu Zhangtong, Gao Qiu.
An empty mountain condenses clouds without flowing.
Hunan and Hubei cry bamboo sorrow.
Li Ping and China play the piano together.
Kunshan jade broken phoenix calls,
Lotus tears and vanilla smiles.
The cold light melted in front of the twelve gates,
Twenty-three silk moving purple emperor.
Nu Wa tried to repair the sky by refining stones.
The rock-breaking stirred up autumn rain.
Dreaming of the holy mountain to teach the gods,
Old Fish danced Bo and Thin jiaozi.
Wu sleeps on the laurel tree,
The wet and cold rabbit flew barefoot.
Listen to Lu playing the piano on a moonlit night.
Tang _ _ Li Bai
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.
Nice piano
Tang _ _ Bai Juyi
Nature is good, and the dust machine smells empty.
When you hear it, everything leaves your heart.
Qingchang can cure diseases, soothe the nerves and nourish the mind.
You should listen to Sanle to comfort Pulsatilla.
Zhang plays the piano.
Tang _ _ Changjian
You go to the grass and Xifeng plays the piano.
Is it only in the mountains that you can get rid of your troubles?
When Chao returned from the mountain pass, he came out of the ridge and heard the sound of silence.
Understand the clouds, see the heart of heaven and earth.
Under Xuanhe, Wan Li is in a clear sky, and pine trees dance.
Change course, buckle (and) business voice, listen to the dragons.
I feel a little crazy and gradually know the depth of the fairy.
Will be refined into a golden tripod and vote for me forever.
Listen to the piano
Tang _ _ Liu Changqing
On the seventh silk, the cold wind in the pines.
Although I like this ancient song very much, most people don't play it today.
Jiangnan Nong Zhao se Cai qu
Southern and Northern Dynasties _ _ Shen Yue
Han Danqi made a literary play.
String threading and quick adjustment of shear flow marks.
The crane rises with white clouds.
White clouds are rising, and the aroma is fragrant.
Coming out of the compound, the song is not over yet.
First, about the piano
I leaned alone in the dense bamboo, playing the piano and humming a song. It's too light for anyone to hear, except my partner, Mingyue.
-Wang Wei's bamboo house
Lingling autumn and spring rhyme, save the dragon and phoenix pool. Oil, oil and spring clouds can be done in one cup.
Gin has existed since ancient times, and few people get this taste. I should only have health and knowledge, and I know three things.
-Bai Juyi's On Gin.
Lonely tong secret empty voice, simple and true. As if the string refers to the outside, I saw the early ancients.
Far away from the snow, when it comes to Jiangshan Spring. Who can tell the difference between economy and trade before the end of the high banquet?
-Wang Changling's "Qin"
Emei Shanxi, a monk of Shu, with a blue silk lute box. When I hear the sound of Matsutani, I wave my hand at will.
I heard him in the clear stream, I heard him in the cold bell. Unconsciously, dusk enveloped the castle peak, and the autumn clouds were bleak, covering the dusk sky.
-Li Bai's Listening to Qin Rui, a Monk of Shu.
Ten fingers give birth to autumn water and play the sunset several times. I don't know how many people were heartbroken by this song.
The mind creates nothingness, and the strings ring between the nails. Come to the palace at night, the moon is full of empty mountains.
Make a five-beat sound and play with your fingers. Birds sing, flowers wither, and songs beat the spring breeze.
-Bai Yuchan "Untitled"
Five tones, six laws and thirteen emblems, dragons sing. A bullet in water, a bullet in a month, the hidden wind makes the branches loose.
-Lu Tong's Piano in the Wind
Second, it rains at home during the chess season, and frogs are everywhere in the grass pond.
It's past midnight, and the invited guests haven't come yet. I tapped the chess pieces bored and shook the wick of an oil lamp.
5. Who has poems about art? Pipa Trip is a poem by Bai Juyi, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, which describes the superb skills of pipa girls.
Pipa player's song
The leader of Xunyan River sent Fujian into the night.
Cold autumn, red maple leaves and blooming reeds.
I got off the horse and boarded a boat, which was my guest.
We held up our cups, hoping to drink, but, alas, there was no music.
Drunk without joy, they must part in sorrow.
When parting, the water reflected the bright moon.
We heard a sudden sound, and a guitar crossed the water
The host forgot to go home, and the guests had to go their own way.
We followed the direction of the melody and asked the name of the player.
The voice broke ... and then she reluctantly answered.
We moved the boat closer to hers and invited her to join us.
Gather more wine and lanterns to start our party again.
It took a thousand entreaties before she appeared.
Her face Shimada Hanzo is behind the pipa in her arms.
... she turned the tuning pin and tried some strings.
We can feel her feelings even before she plays.
Every string is meditation, and every note is meditation.
It seems that she is telling us the pain of her life.
She frowned, bent her fingers and started her music.
Let her heart share everything with us bit by bit.
She pinched the strings gently.
First, the air in the rainbow skirt, then six small ones.
The big strings rattle, just like the sudden rain.
Tiny strings cut like whispers.
Hum, whisper, and mix.
Like large and small pearls stacked on a plate of jade.
The flower bottom of Guan Yingying's language is very slippery.
We heard a stream sobbing painfully along the beach.
By checking its cold touch, this string seems to be broken.
As if it could not pass; And notes, fade away.
Only silent sadness.
No words are needed now.
Broken spray mud
Jump out of the conflict and attack between armored horses and weapons
She only scratched before she put down the pick.
All four strings make a sound, just like tearing silk.
The boat in the east is quiet, and so is the boat in the west.
The white autumn moon is reflected in the river.
... as she slowly put the pick back into the string
She stood up and smoothed her clothes, serious and polite.
Tell us how she spent her girlhood in the capital
Living in her parents' house at the foot of Toad Mountain.
He mastered the guitar at the age of thirteen.
Her name tops the list of musicians.
Her art has even been appreciated by experts.
Her beauty is the envy of all the leading dancers.
How do the aristocratic youths in Wuling compete generously?
Countless rolls of red silk were given to a song.
The silver comb inlaid with shells was broken by her rhythm.
And the blood color of the skirt was stained by wine.
Season after season, joy follows joy.
The autumn moon and the spring breeze have passed, and she didn't notice them.
Until her brother went to war, and then her aunt died
Night passed, night came, and her beauty disappeared.
There are fewer and fewer cars and horses in front of the door.
So in the end she married herself to a businessman.
Who values money first, doesn't care that he left her.
A month ago, I went to Fuliang to buy tea.
She has been looking after an empty boat at the estuary.
There is no one to accompany except the bright moon and cold water.
Late at night, I suddenly dreamed of my young days.
Awaken from her dream by her hot tears.
Her first guitar note made me sigh.
Now, after listening to her story, I am even sadder.
People who suffer the same misfortune sympathize with each other.
Now that fate has brought us together
A year ago, I left the capital and came here.
Now I am sick and exiled in Jiujiang.
Jiujiang is so far away that I don't hear music.
Neither string nor bamboo, for a whole year.
My residence is near the riverside town, which is low and humid.
The house is surrounded by bitter reeds and yellow rushes.
What can you hear here in the morning and evening?
The cuckoo's bleeding cry, the ape's whimper
On a flowery spring morning and moonlit night
I often pick up wine and drink it alone.
Of course, there are folk songs and country bagpipes.
But they are rough and harsh, which makes me feel harsh.
Tonight, I listen to you play the pipa.
I feel as if my hearing is illuminated by wonderful music.
Don't leave us. Come, sit down. Play it for us again.
I will write a Long song about guitar.
... moved by my words, she stood there for a while.
Then sit on her strings-they sound even sadder.
Although the tune is different from what she used to play
The people at the party listened and covered their faces.
Ask who shed the most tears.
This Jiujiang official. My blue sleeves are wet.
6. What are the famous sayings about artistic beauty in life? 1 Beauty is the purpose and motive force of art. -Goncharov
Art promotes life, and there is no art where death lies. -romain rolland
There is no better way to escape from this world than art; There is no better way to connect with the world than art.
The great significance of art basically lies in that it can show people's true feelings, the mystery of inner life and the passionate world. -romain rolland
Art for art's sake is no more meaningful than drinking. Maugham
No beautiful work of art can be without flaws, but true beauty can certainly cover up these small flaws. -Gardner
Every time an artist dies, some human fantasies die with him. Roosevelt
Art is a treasure house of virtue. -Balzac
Art is the catharsis of noble feelings. mole
10 Art makes nature more perfect. Reynolds
10 Art should shoulder the responsibility of cultivating ideas. -Bai Langning
Art does not transcend nature, but it will beautify it. Cervantes
12 artist temperament is a disease that puzzles amateurs. Chesterton
13 art is hard to find-it won't turn a blind eye to you just because you are a civilian, nor will it favor you just because you are a prince. Even the smartest people can't create works of art before the time comes. Whistler
14 Art is a treasure house of virtue. -Balzac
Art makes nature more perfect. Reynolds
7. Poetry about art 1. I leaned alone among the dense bamboos, playing the piano and humming the piano songs.
It's too light for anyone to hear, except my partner, Mingyue. -Wang Wei's "Zhuliguan" autumn rhyme, save the dragon and phoenix pool.
Oil, oil and spring clouds can be done in one cup. Gin has existed since ancient times, and few people get this taste.
I should only have health and knowledge, and I know three things. -Bai Juyi's "To Gold" is lonely and mysterious, simple and true.
As if the string refers to the outside, I saw the early ancients. Far away from the snow, when it comes to Jiangshan Spring.
Who can tell the difference between economy and trade before the end of the high banquet? -Wang Changling's "Qin", a monk in the West Shu of Mount Emei, with a blue silk lute box.
When I hear the sound of Matsutani, I wave my hand at will. I heard him in the clear stream, I heard him in the cold bell.
Unconsciously, dusk enveloped the castle peak, and the autumn clouds were bleak, covering the dusk sky. -Li Bai's "Listening to Qin Rui, a Monk of Shu" gives birth to autumn water with ten fingers and counts the sunset.
I don't know how many people were heartbroken by this song. The mind creates nothingness, and the strings ring between the nails. Come to the palace at night, the moon is full of empty mountains.
Make a five-beat sound and play with your fingers. Birds sing, flowers wither, and songs beat the spring breeze.
-Bai Yuchan's Untitled Five Tones, Six Methods and Thirteen Emblems, written by Long Yinhe. A bullet in water, a bullet in a month, the hidden wind makes the branches loose.
-Lu Tong's Piano in the Wind II. About chess Huangmei season, it rained at home and frogs were everywhere in the grass pond. It's past midnight, and the invited guests haven't come yet. I tapped the chess pieces bored and shook the wick of an oil lamp.
-.Distant identification is slightly into the fire [3], and there are five doors to the west in a week.
The place where I stood was wet with my tears, and the sky was dark with broken clouds.
I once played chess with the Prime Minister, and now I want to take the dagger he wants to my master. But I only saw petals falling, and I only heard Suzaku respond.
Swallows on the beam fly freely, and blind dates in the water are similar and accompanied.
The old lady is using a chessboard, and the younger son is making a hook with an injection. The only thing many diseases need is medicine, what else can they ask for?
-The parrot is asleep, the bird is singing, and the west cold is not over yet.
Red candle, half a game of chess, painting Hirayama green on the bed. Embroidered son leaned against the lyre, and her eyes filled with tears.
-linglong dice Anhoudou, what do you know about bone acacia?
-.Sitting in seclusion, I don't know the joy of the rock, Tan Shengli, the layman's words.
Books and books accumulate dust, and cars and horses flock to the door. If you overcome arrogance and doubt, you will fail. Sure enough, you will eventually defeat the enemy soldiers.
My heart is like spider silk swimming in the blue sky, and my body is like a dead branch.
I wish to die in the east, and the world can be divided. Who said I still love the sun? I never know.
-The gloomy Painting Axis Forest Temple is littered with chess shuttlecocks.
Autumn sometimes flies alone, and the sunset is just cold smoke. Staying up late loves my family more, just waiting for spring to see the snowy day.
-I don't hate Dangui in the middle of the month. Come and see the white clouds on the ridge.
Chess pieces may wish to be close to the water tower, and poems and songs are all good. After new worries about his reputation, he rarely lived in seclusion and was rarely quiet.