About Art Soul Verse 1. What are the verses about "soul"
1. Ten years of life and death, not to think about it, since the unforgettable. ____ Su Shi, "Jiang Cheng Zi - The Night of the Twentieth Day of the First Month of the Year of the B.M. Remembering Dreams"
2. Once the ocean was hard to be water, except for Wushan is not a cloud. ____ Yuan Zhen's "Five Songs on Separation Thoughts" (离思五首-其四)
3. I'm too lazy to look back at the flowers, I'm half in love with the monk and half in love with the king. ____ Yuan Zhen's "Five Songs on Separate Thoughts" (离思五首-其四)
4. You are buried in the mud under the spring, and my head is full of snow on the earth. ____ Bai Juyi's "Dreaming of Wei Zhi"
5. The night comes with a ghostly dream and suddenly returns home. The first thing you need to do is to get a good deal of money to pay for it. I've been working on it for a long time, and I've been working on it for a long time. I have no words to say to each other, but I have a thousand lines of tears. ____ 苏轼《江城子-乙卯正月二十日夜记梦》
6. 被酒莫惊春睡重，赌书消得泼茶香，當時只道是寻常。 ____纳兰性德《浣溪沙-谁念西风独自凉》
7.伤心桥下春波绿，曾是惊鸿照影来。 ____ Lu You "Two Songs of Shen Yuan"
8. If it is like the moon wheel which is bright and clean at last, I will not give up ice and snow to be hot for you. ____ Nalan Seide's "Butterfly Lovers - Toughness Most Pitying of the Moon in Heaven"
9. I sincerely know that this hatred is common to all, and that poor and lowly wives have a hundred things to mourn. ____ Yuan Zhen's Three Songs of Severance of Sorrows and Reminiscences (Part II)
10. I will always open my eyes in the end of the night, and I will always repay the people for not having unfolded their brows in my life. ____ Yuan Zhen's "Three Songs of Sorrowful Reminiscences" (遣悲怀三首-其三)
11. Dreams are broken and fragrance disappears for forty years, and the willows in the Shenyuan Garden are old and don't blow. ____ Lu You's "Two Songs of Shen Yuan"
12. Sitting idly and grieving for the king is also grieving for oneself, and a hundred years is a few more times. ____ Yuan Zhen's Three Songs of Sorrowful Remembrance
13. The same hole in the darkness is not to be expected, and it will be more difficult to meet in the other life. ____ Yuan Zhen's "Three Songs of Sorrowful Remembrance" (遣悲怀三首-其三)
14. The article has filled the ears of the pedestrians, and at one time I thought of Qing with a sense of pathos. ____ Li Chen "Hanging Bai Juyi"
15. There are no words when we look at each other, but only a thousand lines of tears. ____ Su Shi "Jiang Cheng Zi - yimao first month 20th night remember dream"
16. poor white bones save lonely mound, all for the generals to find war heroes. ____ Zhang蠙《吊万人冢》
17. Green silk is what women rule. I think of the ancients, so that there is no fault! ____ anonymous "Green Clothes"
18. small xuan window. I've been working on it for a long time, and I've been working on it for a long time. I have no words to say to each other, but I have a thousand lines of tears. ____ Su Shi "Jiang Cheng Zi - B Mao first month 20th night remembering dreams"
19. The old man in front of you, such as in, miss me, the most concerned about the feelings. ____ Zhou Bangyan's "Qiliao Grievance" (绮寮怨-上马人扶残醉)
20. ____ Liu Yuxi's "Gift for Le Tian's First Meeting in Yangzhou"
21. The son returns to the poor springs, and the heavy soil is separated forever. ____ Pan An's Three Poems on Mourning the Dead
22. I still think of my old love for the maidservant, and I used to send money because of my dreams. ____ Yuan Zhen's "Three Poems of Sorrowful Reminiscence" (遣悲怀三首-其二)
23. It's been sixty years since I joined the jewels together, and I've never been able to teach anyone to be a poet in the underworld. ____ Li Chen, "Hanging Bai Juyi"
24. The empty bed is lying down to listen to the rain from the south window, and who is going to pick the lamp to mend the clothes at night. ____贺铸《半死桐-重过阊门萬事非》
25. I have turned my side since the middle of the night, and I can't bear to listen to the Xiang strings being rearranged. ____ Pan An's "Three Poems on Mourning the Dead"
27. The old man is underneath it, and the dust clashes with each other. ____ Su Shi's "Sending off Deng Qi"
28. In the year before last, the city lost its entire division when it was attacked by Yuezhi. ____ Zhang Ji (没蕃故人)
29. I want to pay tribute to you, but I suspect that you are here, and I am crying at the end of the world. ____ Zhang Ji's "The Old Man of Mufan"
30. I returned to the courtyard at night with my son in my hand, but I couldn't see anyone in the cold moonlit room. ____ Bai Juyi's "Mourning the Death of Xue Tai"
31. The bed is empty, the room is empty, and the wind is sad. ____ Pan An's Three Poems on Mourning the Death
2. Poems about art
I - about the piano Sitting alone in the secluded bamboo grove, playing the piano again long whistle.
The people in the deep forest do not know, and the bright moon comes to shine on each other. --Wang Wei's "Bamboo Pavilion" is a sound of autumn spring, stored in the Longfeng Pond.
A cup of oil and spring clouds can be achieved. The first thing you need to do is to get a good taste of the wine.
Only Kang and Ji, and my three hearts know.
The first time I saw this is when I was in the middle of a movie, and it was the first time I was in the middle of a movie.
It is as if the strings are outside the fingers, so I can see the ancient people. The first time I saw it, it was a very good one, and I was very happy to see it.
The song is not yet finished, who can recognize the classics.
The first time I saw the movie, I saw the movie, and I saw the movie, and I saw the movie, and I saw the movie, and I saw the movie, and I saw the movie.
I waved my hand for me, like listening to the pines of ten thousand ravines. The first time I saw this, it was a very good thing that I was so happy.
I don't realize that the blue mountains are in the twilight, and the autumn clouds are dark.
I don't know if I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm going to be able to do it, and I'm going to be able to do it, and I'm going to be able to do it.
I don't know if this song of yours has broken several people's intestines. I'm not sure how much I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm going to be able to do it. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
The sound is out of the five notes, playing beyond the ten fingers. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
-- Bai Yuchan "Untitled" five sounds, six rhythms, thirteen emblems, the dragon and the crane sound thought of Bo Xi. The moon and the water are the same, and the moon and the water are the same, and the wind is the same as the pine tree branches.
--Lu Tong "wind in the piano" two - about the chess of the yellow plum season family rain, grass pond everywhere frogs. If you have an appointment and don't come halfway through the night, you can knock on the chess pieces and drop them on the lamps.
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Climbing up to the Guanyin Terrace to look at the city Bai Juyi Details Go to Baidu Hundreds of thousands of homes are like a game of chess, and twelve streets[2] are like beds of planted vegetables. I'm not sure if you're going to be able to find the right one, but I'm sure you're going to be able to find the right one.
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Bidding farewell to the tomb of Captain Fang Du Fu Details Go to Baidu to look up the details. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that, but I'm sure I'm going to be able to do that.
I've been playing chess with Xie Fu, and I've been searching for Xu Jun with my sword. The only thing I can see is the flowers falling from the forest, and the warbler's cries are heard as it sends its guests away.
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Jiangcun Dufu Details Go to Baidu to check Qingjiang River is a song that hugs the village and flows, and the village of Jiangcun in the long summer is a ghostly place. The river is a beautiful place, where the swallows come and go, and the gulls in the water are close to each other.
The old wife draws the paper for the chess game, the child knocks the needle for the fishing hook. The only thing I need is medicine, and I don't know what else to ask for.
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 更漏子 Feng Yansi Details Go to Baidu The night is long, and the people are about to part, dreaming of a broken window and a broken moon. The parrot is sleeping, the cicada is singing, and the west wind is cold.
The red candles and the half chess game are on the bed, the painted screen is green. The first time I saw you, I was so happy to see you, and I was so happy to see you.
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Yang Liu Zhi Wen Tingyun Details Go to Baidu to find out the bottom of the well to light a lamp and deep candles, *** Lang long walk Mo Weiqi. The dice are made of red beans, so I don't know if I'm in love with you.
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The Game of Chess Two Songs Presented to Ren Jian Huang Tingjian Details Search in Baidu Even if I don't have any business to do, I'm not sure what to do, but I've been playing chess for a long time. I am not aware of the joy of sitting in a cave, but I can talk about it in a way that is better than what the common people say.
The books are piled up with dust, the carriages and horses are flooded with customers. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 弈棋二首呈任渐 Huang Tingjian Details Go to Baidu to find out When there is no official business, I talk about two chess games on the table. The heart is like a spider's thread swimming in Bilu, and the body is like a product armor withered branches.
Xiangdong is willing to die, the world can still hold the center. Who said that my disciples still love the day, Sen horizontal moon fall did not know.
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Lonely Mountain Monastery Rui Shangren room write look Lin Bu details to Baidu to check the bottom of the fence thought of the Lonely Mountain Pagoda behind the pavilion in the west. The temple is in a gloomy forest, and the chessboards are scattered on the turnip.
Autumn scenery sometimes fly alone bird, the setting sun has nothing to do with the cold smoke. I love my hut more than anything else, and I'm waiting for the spring to see the snowy days.
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The mountain sends to recruit Ye Xucai Lin Bu details to Baidu to check the night crane and dawn apes when heard again, a few long like Geng away from the group. The moon has not yet been filled with hate, but the mountains have been filled with white clouds.
The chess pieces might as well be in front of the water, the poem title is also good **** monk points. The new worry is that after the glory and fame of the day, it is difficult to get a quiet place to live.
3. Poems describing the soul
A few classic ones:
Painted picture to recognize the face of the spring breeze, the ring pendant empty return to the moon night soul. The first time I saw this was when I was in the middle of the night, and it was the last time I saw it, and it was the last time I saw it.
--Du Fu "Wing Huai Gu Gu Shi (three)"
The death has swallowed the voice, the life is often sorrowful.
The southern city is plagued with miasma, and there is no news of the expulsion of the guests.
The old man is in my dream, and I always remember him.
The first time I saw you, I was in the middle of the night, and you were in the middle of the night.
I am afraid that this is not the soul of my life, and the road is far away.
The soul comes to the maple forest, the soul returns to the black of Guansai.
The falling moon is full of beams in the house.
The water is deep and the waves are wide.
--Du Fu, "Dreaming of Li Bai, One of Them"
4. Who has a poem about art~~~
Pipa Xing is a poem written by Bai Juyi, a poet of the Tang Dynasty, describing the skill of a pipa girl.
Pipa Xing
I'm seeing off a guest at night on the Xunyin River
Maple leaves and dirigible flowers in autumn
The master dismounted from his horse, and the guest was on the boat
I want to drink without pipa strings
Drunkenness is not enough to make a happy and miserable goodbye
Farewell to the boundless river drenched in moonlight
Suddenly I heard pipa on the water
The master forgets to return to the guest, and the guest doesn't send it out
The master forgets to return to the boat and the master forgets to return to the boat, but he doesn't send the guest back to the boat. I asked who was playing the pipa
The pipa sound stopped and I was slow to speak
I moved my boat to invite you to meet me
I added more wine and returned to the lanterns to reopen the banquet
The pipa was still in my arms, but I was still in my face
I spun the axle and plucked the strings three or two times
I was not yet ready to play the song, but had a feeling for it first
I could not stop my voice from crying out for you
It seemed to be telling me that I had no wish to be born again.
The song is a little more than just a song
It's a song that you've been playing for a long time
It's a song that you've been playing for a long time
It's a song that you've been playing for a long time
It's a song that you've been playing for a long time
It's a song that you've been playing for a long time
It's a song that you've been playing for a long time
It's a song that you've been playing for a long time
It's a song that you've been playing for a long time
The water is so cold that the strings are frozen
The sound of the strings is not heard
There are other sorrows and dark hatreds
At this moment, the silence is better than the sound
The silver bottle breaks at first and the water bursts out
Iron horsemen protrude with their swords and spears firing
At the end of the song, the music is painted with a heartfelt feeling
The four strings are like cracks in the silk
The sound is like cracks in the silk.
The moon is white in the heart of the river
Shen Yin puts the strings on the pipa
She puts on her clothes and puts on her face
She says she is a girl from the capital city
Her family lives under the Toadstool Tomb
She learned the pipa in the thirteenth year and became a pipa expert
She is a member of the First Section of the Pipa Workshop
She has been taught to dress up in a good costume after her performance
She was jealous of the Qiu Niang's make-up. I was envied by Qiu Niang
The young people of the Five Tombs were all in competition
I don't know the number of red raw silks in a song
The silver grating on my urn is broken
The bloody skirt is stained by the wine
This year's laughter will be repeated in the next year
Autumn, moon, and spring winds are all spent in a leisurely manner
My brother's aunty is dead after going off to join the army
The colors of the twilight years are the same as those of the early morning hours
There is not much of a traffic congregation in the cold in front of the door.
The oldest woman is married to a merchant woman
Merchants are more interested in profit than in parting
In the month before last, I went to buy tea at Fu Liang
I went to the mouth of the river to guard an empty boat
The moonlight on the boat is bright and the river is cold
In the depths of the night, I suddenly dreamt of my youthful days
I dreamt of crying and making up my eyes
I heard the pipa and sighed
I heard the same thing again
We are all in the same world together. The azalea cries for blood and the apes wail
The spring river flowers and the autumn moonlight
I often drink alone
Or do I not have a mountain song or a village flute
It is hard to listen to the dumb and twittering sound
Tonight, I heard you speak on the pipa
As if listening to the music of a fairy, it is as if the ears are temporarily brightened up
Why don't you sit down and play another piece
I will play the pipa song for you
I am very sorry to hear you say this.
But the strings are fast
It's not like the sound of the front
All the people in the audience heard it again and all of them covered their tears
Who wept the most in the audience
The blue shirt of the Secretary of the State of Jiangzhou was wet
5. What are the poems on art
The poems on art are as follows:
1. "The Pipa and the Wine" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
The sound of autumn springs is stored in the dragon and phoenix pools. A glass of wine can be used for this purpose.
Since ancient times, there has been gin and wine, but those who have this flavor are rare. The only thing I know about it is that it's not just for me, it's for Kang and Ji.
2. "The Zither" by Wang Changling of the Tang Dynasty
The secret sound of the solitary tree is simple and unadorned. The first time I saw it, it was a very good one, and the second time I saw it, it was a very good one.
It's hard to get away from the wind and snow, and it's springtime in the mountains and rivers. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
3. "Listening to the monk Joon playing the qin" Li Bai, Tang Dynasty
The monk held the green qin, and went down to Emei Peak in the west. He was so happy to hear that he was able to play the qin for me, as if he were listening to the pines in ten thousand ravines.
The guest's heart washed the flowing water, and the remaining sound entered the frost bell. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
4. "Untitled" Southern Song Dynasty Bai Yuchan
Ten fingers are born in the autumn water, and several voices play the setting sun. The song has been written by the same person who wrote the song.
The heart is made of nothingness, and the strings sound between the fingernails. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
The sound is out of the five tones, and the playing is out of the ten fingers. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
5. "The Piano in the Wind" by Lu Tong of the Tang Dynasty
Thirteen emblems of the five tones and six rhythms, and the dragon and crane sounding in thought of Bo Xi.
A play of flowing water and a play of the moon, the water and the moon and the wind are born in the branches of pine trees.
6. Quotes about the soul
From: Dereida
Sin is more serious than any other disease, because it attacks the soul
From: Fischert
It is only when mankind understands that the medicine of the body does not work that it seeks the medicine of the soul
From: Marx
Religion is the lament of the oppressed creature, and it is the same as the medicine of the soul. Religion is the lament of the oppressed creature, and it is the same as the mind in its soulless state, the emotion of the heartless world, the opium of the people
Source: Jean-Paul Richet
Only the free soul can remain young
Source: La Bruyère
Apart from the soul, which can distinguish between right and wrong, the most precious thing in the world is the diamond jewel
Source: La Rochefoucauld
Source: La Rochefoucauld
The most valuable thing in the world is the diamond jewel
The most valuable thing in the world is the diamond jewel. Wisdom is to the soul what health is to the body
Source: Garrick
Cards were first invented for profit, then for amusement, but not for the enslavement of the soul
Source: Iran
Money and luxury lure the body, knowledge and reason lure the soul
Source: Heraclitus
Source: Heraclitus
The most expensive thing in the world is diamond jewelry, except for the soul, which knows right from wrong
The most expensive thing in the world is diamond jewelry, except for the soul, which knows right from wrong. Heraclitus
It is hard to fight against the heart, for every wish is bought at the cost of the soul
Source: England
Bravery and resoluteness are the souls of the virtues
Source: Montaigne
Valor is a strength, but not the strength of the legs and the arms, but the strength of the heart and the soul
Source: Shakespeare
Source. Shakespeare
A man who has no music in him, who listens to beautiful harmonies and is unmoved, is the stuff of mischief, whose soul is as dim as night, and whose heart is as dark as hell
Source: Russia
The aphid eats the grass, the rust eats the iron, and the hypocrisy eats the soul
Source: Ibn Siona
What is meant by character is not strength of leg or arm, but strength of heart and soul. Source: Modern times - Xu Naizhao
Under the eyes of the rivers and mountains are all pure domains, and the soul can be seen on the tip of the hair of the orchid and bamboo
Source: Britain
Great souls often reside in the ordinary body
Source: Mark Twain
Historically, holding on to the rigid viewpoints can never break the chains or liberate the souls of human beings
Source: Fudin
Source: Mark Twain
Source: Mark Twain
The most important of all is that the souls of human beings can not be freed: Fudin
Man's greatest weapon is his burning soul
Source: Chambers
Books are the best anesthetic for the soul
Source: Faye Bailey
The world is a great psalm, the world is the words of the psalm, and our souls are the thoughts in the psalm
Source: Alfred Abraham
The only thing that can be done is for the soul to be free.
Only that which cleanses my soul and gives me courage is called poetry
From: Joe Meredith
Those who have souls find their soulmates in poetry
From: Cy Johnson
The soul of poetry lies in its creativity, that is to say, in the creation of that which is unexpected, marvelous, and pleasing to the eye
From: Voltaire
The beauty of appearances can only be taken for what it is.
Outward beauty pleases only the eye, but inward beauty infects the soul
From: Yugoslavia
He who has no sense of honor is a man without a soul
From: Marcus Aurelius
In human life time passes by in a flash, its being is in a state of flux, perception is dull, the whole constitution of the flesh is perishable. composition of the flesh is perishable, the soul is a thing of swift turns, luck is unpredictable, and fame is a thing lacking in insight
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