(1) Li Bai will be traveling in a boat, suddenly heard the sound of singing on the shore.
(2) I dance with the shadows, I sing with the moon hovering.
(3) Dancing in the moonlight on the willow building, singing in the wind at the bottom of the peach blossom fan.
(4) I will knock the jade hairpin on the bamboo, and sing a song about the moon being like frost.
(5) The warrior is half dead before the battle, but the beauty is still singing and dancing before the army.
(6) The shepherd boy rode a yellow ox and sang to vibrate the shade of the trees.
(7) The willow river level, wenlang river on the song.
(8) (The whole poem is about the sound of singing) There are tall buildings in the northwest, on the same level as the floating clouds. It is a tall building in the northwest of the city, and its upper floors are on the same level as the floating clouds. There is a stringed song on it, and the sound is sad! Who can sing this song? No one but the wife of Qi-liang. The song of the Qing merchants is released with the wind, and the middle song is wandering. I play it again and again and sigh, and there is more sorrow in my generosity. I don't regret the singer's suffering, but I am saddened by the scarcity of a soulmate. I wish I could be a swan and fly high with my wings.
(9) The silk pipes of Jincheng have been in flux, half into the river wind and half into the clouds. This song should only be found in heaven, and can be heard a few times on earth. (Barely counting the writing of the song, it was originally written as a song.)
(10) I am a Chu madman, the phoenix song laughs at Kong Qiu.
2. The poem describes the sound of singingI heard the sound of pipa on the water, the master forgot to return to the guest does not send.
The sound of pipa on the water, the master forgets to return to the guest, but does not send.
The strings hide the sound of thoughts, which seem to tell of a lifetime of frustration.
The newest addition to the list is the newest addition to the list, the newest addition to the list, the newest addition to the list, the newest addition to the list.
The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new pair of shoes.
The big strings are as noisy as the rain, and the small strings are like whispers.
Noisy and confused, big pearls and small pearls fall from the jade disk.
The warbler's words are slippery on the bottom of the flower, and it's hard to get down from the ice in the pharynx.
The ice spring is cold and the strings are frozen.
Otherwise, there is a secret sorrow and hatred, but at this time there is no sound than sound.
The first time a bottle of water is broken, the iron rider protrudes from the sword and spear.
At the end of the song, the dial is drawn to the center of the heart, and the four strings sound like cracking silk.
Tonight, when I heard you speak on the pipa, it was like listening to immortal music.
It's not like the sound of the front, but it's like the sound of the front, and all the people in the audience heard it again.
4: The Night of the Fifteenth Day of the First Moon (Tang) Su Daoyi (苏道味) The fire tree and the silver flowers close, the star bridge and the iron locks open, and the lamps and trees are illuminated by a thousand lights. The bright moon is coming by people. It's a full-size memory of an ugly ghost in the midst of the world, and the songs are all about plums. The first time I saw this was when I was a kid, and the second time I saw it was when I was a kid, and the third time I was a kid.
5: The wind of autumn rises from the pianoforte, and the snow of winter flies from the wine. Wang Wei: Poem of the Four Airs
6: Wang Zaijin's "Looking at the River Terrace": the sea and the sky are like thunderous waves, and the tide of Qiantang comes from the sky.
7: The clouds want to clothe themselves with clothes and flowers, and the spring breeze brushes the threshold with dewy splendor.
8: Wet, precipitated many years of hope
9: Farewell is easy to see when it is difficult to see, running water and flowers spring also, heaven and earth ------ Li Yu
10: The residual red is still three thousand trees, not as good as the first bloom of a fresh.
11: the residual clouds collect summer summer, new rain with autumn Lan describes the singing of good poetry 60 lines describes the singing of good poetry 60 lines.
12: The day view of the northeast pouring, two cliffs clamped double stone. The sea water falls in front of me, the sky light shakes the sky blue. The world's most important thing is that the world's most important thing is the world's most important thing.
13: The stars are hanging in the flat field, the moon is surging the river flow.
14: The power of wine can not be long, sadness can not be healed.
15: Do not climb high mountains, do not know the height of the sky; do not face deep streams, do not know the thickness of the ground. Xunzi
Dancing and singing, the children of June 1 celebrate the festival; the sun shines brightly, thousands of new flowers are pleasant. Clear and not cold, half lowered his head out, stood behind the half table, the pear blossom Jane when a few sounds, very strange: just two pieces of stubborn iron, to her hands, there will be the five sounds and twelve rhythms to the. And will drum whacker gently point two, Fang raised his head, to the stage a hope. Those eyes, such as autumn water, such as cold stars, such as pearl, such as white mercury in the head of the two pills of black mercury, around a look, even that sitting far from the corner of the wall in the people, all think Wang Xiaoyu saw me; that sit close to, not to mention. Just this glance, the garden will be silent, more quiet than the emperor out of it, even a needle fell on the ground can be heard!
Wang Xiaoyu opened her lips, hair and teeth, and sang a few lines of the book. The sound is not very big at the beginning, only feel into the ear has an indescribable wonderful situation: the five viscera and six bowels, like an iron ironed, there is no place is not sweet; 36,000 pores, like eating a ginseng fruit, there is no one pore is not happy. After singing a dozen sentences, gradually singing higher and higher, suddenly pulled a tip, like a line of steel wire thrown into the sky, can not help but secretly scream. I can't help but be secretly amazed. I know that she is still able to turn back and forth in that very high place. After a few chats, another layer higher, three or four stacks in a row, section high. It is as if by the Aorai peak west climbing Mount Tai's scenery: at first see the Aorai peak cut wall dry refu, thought on the sky with the pass; and to turn to do to the top of the peak, only to see the fan of the cliff is more to do to the peak; and to turn to the fan of the cliff, and to see the South Heavenly Gate is more in the fan of the cliff. The more you flip the more dangerous, the more dangerous the more strange. That Wang Xiaoyu sang to the very high three or four stacks after a steep fall, and then galloped its spirit of a hundred analyzes, such as a flying snake in Mount Huangshan 36 peaks half of the middle waist in the circling interspersed. In a moment, the circumference of several times. From then on, the lower the singing, the lower the more fine, the voice gradually can not be heard. Garden full of people are holding their breath, do not dare to move less. About two or three minutes long, as if a little sound from the ground. After this one, and then suddenly raised, like the Toyota fireworks, a bullet in the sky, then turned into a thousand five-colored fire, scattered across the board. This sound flies up, that is, there are infinite sounds come concurrently. The strings also use all the wheel fingers, suddenly big and small, with her that sound and harmony, like a flower dock spring dawn, good birds chirping. My ears were so busy that I didn't know which one to listen to. At the time of confusion, suddenly heard a loud sound, all the strings were silent. The sound of the stage, the sound of roaring thunder.
Stopped for a while, the noise a little fixed, only to hear that the stage on the seat, there is a young man, less than thirty years of age, is the Hunan accent, said: "When I was studying, see the ancients described the benefits of song, there is that 'aftertone around the beams, three days' words, I do not always understand. I always do not understand the words. I envision in the air, how will the sound of the aftermath around the beam? And how can it last for three days? It was only after listening to Mr. Xiaoyu's storytelling that I realized the beauty of the ancients' wording. Every time after listening to his books, there are always a few days in the ears are all his books, no matter what to do, always do not get into the spirit, but feel 'three days never end', this 'three days' two words under the too little, or Confucius 'three months do not know the taste of meat! Or is it Confucius' 'not knowing the taste of meat in three months', the word 'three months' describes it more thoroughly!" The people beside me said, "Mr. Mengxiang's argument is very insightful! 'I have a feeling of solidarity in my heart'!"
5. Poems describing the sound of singingIn ancient Chinese poetry, there are the following three "sound imitations to the text"
Han Yu's Listening to Yingshi Playing the Qin, Bai Juyi's The Line of the Pipa, and Li He's Li Ping Konghouquan
The original text: Listening to Yingshi Playing the Qin
Intimacy of the children's language, the grudges and grievances. The enmity and the grudges are mutual.
The warrior went to the enemy.
The clouds and willow flakes have no roots,
and the sky and the earth are far away.
The birds were clamoring, but the phoenix was alone.
The man who climbed up the hill could not go up the hill,
and lost the momentum and fell a thousand zhang strong.
I have two ears, but I have not heard the silk bamboo.
Since I heard Yingshi play, I got up and sat down.
I was so surprised to hear that I had to stop the play, and I was in tears.
The first time I heard of this was when I was a student at the University of California, Berkeley, and the second time I was a student at the University of California, Berkeley!
6. Words and phrases describing the sound of singingHeavenly music
Soft
Strong and loud singing all of a sudden from all around, suddenly echoed in.
Wang Xiaoyu opened her lips and sang a few lines of the book. The sound is not very big at the beginning, only feel into the ear has an indescribable wonderful situation: the five viscera and six bowels, like an iron ironed, no one is not sweet; 36,000 pores, like eating a ginseng fruit, no one pore is not happy. After singing a dozen lines, gradually singing higher and higher, suddenly pulled out a tip, like a line of steel wire thrown into the sky, can not help but secretly scream. I can't help but be secretly amazed. I know that he was still able to loop and turn in that very high place. After a few chirps, another layer higher, three or four stacks in a row, section of the high rise. It is like climbing Mount Tai from the west side of Aorai Peak: at first glance, Aorai Peak cuts down the dry wall, thinking that the upper and Daitong; and then turned to do to the top of the peak, only to see the fan of the cliffs even more to do to the top of the peaks; and then turned to the fan of the cliffs, and then to see the South Heavenly Gate even more in the fan of the cliffs: more and more over the more dangerous, more dangerous and more strange. That Wang Xiaoyu sang to the very high three or four stacks, a steep fall, and then ride its spirit of a thousand times a hundred analysis, such as a flying snake in the Yellow Mountain 36 peaks half of the middle waist in the circling interspersed. In a moment, it circled several times. From then on, the more it sang, the lower it got, the lower it got, the finer it got, and the voice gradually became inaudible. All the people in the garden were holding their breath, not daring to move. For about two or three minutes, it seemed as if a little sound came out from under the ground. After this one, and then suddenly raised, like the Toyota fireworks, a bullet up to the sky, and then turned into a thousand five-colored flames, scattered across the landscape. This sound flew up, that is, there are infinite sounds are concurrent. The string player also used all his fingers to play the strings, and the sound was so loud and small that it harmonized with his voice, like the dawn of spring in the flower garden, and the birds chirping in a chaotic manner. His ears were so busy that he didn't know which one to listen to. In the midst of the confusion, he suddenly heard a loud bang and all the strings fell silent. The sound of applause from the stage was thunderous.
The sound of the aftermath, three days never stop
Kapricorn drums suddenly, the song sudden hair, word crisp, sound, such as the new warbler out of the valley, the swallow nest, seven words per sentence, each section of dozens of phrases, or slow or urgent, high and low; which turn the tone of the place, a hundred variations, the feeling of all the songs of the cadence of the next, thought to look at the end of the car.
7. Sentences in praise of the song1. ear at the same time playing their favorite song. Songs sometimes moving, such as the mountain stream in the gurgling water; songs sometimes passionate, such as the rolling waves of the sea; songs sometimes melancholy sad, such as Lin Daiyu look at the moon sad, look at the flowers fall tears.
2, open the cool my music box, enjoying a to a beautiful music, that elegant tune let me calm, that fast melody let me rotate, that popular songs let me passion, that high tune let me excited.
3. At this time, I heard the song, wafting the aroma of rice and wheat and the breath of the soil, and I heard the song, as if I had tasted the new rice and home-brewed baguette wine of the farmers. Sentences describing the wonderful sound of the song. I gazed and listened. The song drifted up, the moving melody turned into a gorgeous evening sun, and the cheerful notes turned into a small bird that flew into the distance, and then flew back to perch in the nest of my heart.
4, the song, often another picture in their minds, their emotions will be emotional because of the lyrics or song, every note of the song, every sound, will let their minds relax, active, their body jumping, rest, their emotions tears, laughter.
5. In a flash, my heart rose and fell together with that song, and the song seemed to **** vibrate with my heart, allowing me to experience an emotion I have never felt before.
6, the song dragged a long, long time, so you can hear far, far away. People have not yet seen, already heard the song first; or people have turned the hill to look out of sight, the song is still curling, endless.
7, a good song, often can be sung in tears and rain, sung by people as intoxicated, sung by people passionate, sung by people boiling blood. Describe the song wonderful sentence.
8, the song is melodious, simple, like the assiduous teaching, and like the felicitous conversation, has been sung to the people's hearts, and from the heart to sing out, filling the entire square. The sound wave touched the mountains, the mountains echoed; the sound wave across the Yanhe River, the river performance accompaniment; a few echoing back and forth, has been spread to a distant place.
9, the voice of the female soldiers have a kind of silver bell-like crisp, but also seems to contain a "sand, sand" sadness. Just like the woodwind band in the piccolo and saxophone alternating general, always with the sound of the fifty or so people, and with the surrounding moonlight, as well as the officers and soldiers at the time to achieve a perfect harmony. At the same time, like manna, the moonlight poured on the freshly planted vegetable leaves and stems, adding a little life to the small rows of vegetables that had just been given life. These are not enough, listen with your heart, I also seem to hear a hidden flow of the song a contradiction, there are incentives, sadness, longing, regret, as well as fantasy.
10, song, as a gurgling stream, washing your mind; song, as a ray of brilliant sunshine, illuminating your heart; song, as a slight spring breeze, whisked away your sadness ......
11, a long song, a good wind, a good dream, a good song, a good intention. Good songs are as brilliant as stars, I do not have the energy and may not be able to appreciate one by one, also do not have the ability to interpret one by one. I can only say that the good is good, happen to be, will never let go.
12, last night in the Chinese and Western music song and dance conference "Chinese and Western silk and bamboo and singing" of the three songs, really make me mesmerized. It was like a late spring morning. The drizzling rain sprinkled silently on my face, causing a moist and relaxing feeling. The fresh breeze blew my shirt, like my lover's nostrils blowing on my hand. I stood on an alum stone tunnel, after the rain, as coated with a thin layer of cream; tread only feel more and more slippery and lovely.
13, the song continues. The chorus is steeply emotional, and Sun Nan's penetrating voice is like a sob. Blood is thicker than water, love is as heavy as a mountain, the bloodline of the Chinese nation's true feelings, in the ruins of the earthquake slowly flow--
14, that song from the other side of the river, like a breeze swept through my heart; that song from the countryside, in the city's night sky ripples, seems to be extraordinarily different; that song from the memory of the floats in my life playback, embellish my life to play back, embellish my life, ignite my hope.
15, that music, there is a metallic texture, the clanging sound of swords and knives into a strange music snow plain. That is the beauty of power, is the voice of the strong, that is the love of children and heroes. That music and the listener's soul impact, occurred a strong *** Ming and interaction, as a dancing in the snowy plains of butterflies, dancing after the intoxicating music, into the same snowy landscape ......
16, the song is sometimes moving, like the gurgling water, like a shallow singing, unique charm; sometimes poignant, if dew drops The first time I've seen this, I've seen a lot of it, and I've seen a lot of it. Sometimes as thick as an eagle spreading its wings when a long song, deafening; sometimes as gentle as a line of tears when the deep love of the heart, buckle people's hearts. () I sleep on it day after day, but in the ordinary neglected its beauty.
17, the house is very quiet, very quiet, so quiet that you can hear your heartbeat. As much as we do not understand music, but everyone is y infected by Li Guyi's singing. Used to listening to her bright < border spring water is clear and pure >, suddenly heard her singing with her voice, we are both surprised and surprised.
18, the more the song goes down, the stronger the shock to the soul. "It's your red lips that stick to my everything, it's your thoughtfulness that makes me warm again, it's your ten thousand kinds of tenderness that melts the ice and snow, it's your sweet words that change the season". The song, which tells of the true love on earth that is hard to part with, sings of the sweetest love in the world born in the snowy plains. Look ah, happy love is crossing the colorful snow plains, to the earth.
19, sometimes simply form the song of the river, the song of the sea, the song of a wave is not flat, a wave again, sing, sing, sing, sing, so that you do not recognize the head and tail, can not touch the edge. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty!
20. This song, the beautiful melody, colorful prelude, rich harmony, abruptly captured my heart.
8. What are the ancient poems that describe the beauty of the song
1, "Pipa Xing" Tang Dynasty poet Bai Juyi
Original text: suddenly heard the sound of pipa on the water, the master forgot to return to the guest does not send.
Translation: Suddenly heard the sound of pipa on the river, I forgot to return to the guests do not want to move.
2. Zhang Shouli Poem by Du Mu, a poet of the Tang Dynasty
The original text: The strings of the pipa are bursting out of the Guan Newtons, and the pipa is cracking into the round reeds.
Translation: Zhang Shaoxiao's voice is so clear and high that even the strings of the zither are broken and the reed pipe is cracked.
3. "Pipa Xing" by Bai Juyi, a poet of the Tang Dynasty
The original text: Tonight, when I heard the pipa language, I heard the music of the immortals, and my ears were temporarily brightened.
Translation: Tonight, when I heard her pipa, it was as if I heard immortal music, and I could not hear anything else but the sound.
Translation: This kind of music should only be found in the sky, how can we hear it on earth?
5. Five Songs of Miscellaneous Xing (Tang Dynasty Poet Quan Deyi)
The original text: "I am ashamed to restrain myself and advise you to live, and I will play a new voice to scrape the bone salt".
Translation: The melodious music came to an end, and the beautiful woman slowly rose to her seat, hiding her face and lowering her eyebrows to leave, and the audience around her shouted joyfully, asking her to play another song, "Scraping Salt from the Bone".
9. Praise for the song good sentence1, you in my eyes the most fascinating, you song in my ears the most beautiful.
2. Your singing voice is so beautiful that people can't stop talking about it, and it makes my heart pound!
3, around the beam three days, the sound is not endless!
4, in the dock of love, I burn my boat, afraid of the night dark, you neglect to miss, I burn heart waiting.
5, the beautiful song slowly echoed in the church.
6, ears at the same time playing their favorite songs. The song is sometimes melodious and moving, such as the gurgling water in the mountain stream; the song is sometimes passionate, such as the rolling waves of the sea; the song is sometimes melancholic and sad, such as Lin Daiyu looking at the moon sadly, watching the flowers fall into tears.
7, the song dragged a long, long time, so you can hear far, far away. People have not seen, already heard the song first; or people have been turned away from the mountain, the song is still curling, endless.
8, at this time to hear the song, wafting the aroma of rice and wheat and the smell of soil, hear the song, as if to taste the new rice and home-brewed wine. I stared and listened. The song drifted up, the melody of the moving into a gorgeous sunset, the cheerful notes into a bird, flying to the distance, and then flew back to perch in the nest of my heart.
9, the song, often another picture in their minds, their emotions will be emotional because of the lyrics or song, every note of the song, every sound, will let their minds relax, active, their body jumping, rest, their emotions tears, laughter.
10, all of a sudden, my heart also with that song along with the ups and downs, the song seems to be with my heart to produce **** vibration, so that I experienced a never-before-seen emotions.