1. Poems about the harp

1. The harp plays the jasper tune, and the medicine refines the white cinnabar.

2. Playing the piano all day long brings out the ancient tunes, and the seals are stained with moss in the autumn.

3. The music and the calligraphy will last for a long time, and it will be better if you only fill the garden borders.

4. Qin Jian Xi is still in the period, and the white clouds are flying for a long time.

5. The piano bed and the tea cauldron depend on each other, and I occasionally write a pen for the seeking monk.

6. It’s hard to choose the most talented person among the harp players, so I’ll spend a few glasses of wine alone on a good night.

7. The pick of the harp has never moved, it would be shameful to throw the shuttle.

8. The heart prefers the game of piano, and the lead is sharpened by the hands.

9. Qin Gao will never be seen again, so what if there are gods?

10. Play the piano for eighteen beats, and listen to this pair of tears.

11. The piano should be listened to at night, as it is clear after waking up.

12. Qin poetry is both clear and calm.

13. Don’t praise the spring on the stone in the piano, just listen to the gurgling water here.

14. The harp and sword have become obsolete, but the awe-inspiring heroic spirit still remains.

15. The ancient Xixuan is filled with music and books, and the Han Qiyuan is quiet with flowers and trees.

16. The piano can only be tuned when it meets a close friend. If Zhuo is not a good listener, it will be in vain.

17. Qin and Ding make friends and work hard, and the fields are as ripe as Yu Ruijun.

18. The Qinzhai is so high that it has a true style, and the mountains and the guests are not compromised.

19. The piano and sword sigh for a lifetime, and the Spring Festival Gala in the clouds is like autumn.

20. The harp and crane are friends, and they are often wiped when they come in and out.

21. Although the love between music and music is strong, the ambition of mountains and forests is deep.

22. The sound on the qin may not be played for a long time, but the ancient meaning in the qin will remain forever.

23. The walls of the house are covered with pianos and books, and the sound of the Jin family can’t be heard.

24. Qin Xin picked Zhuo Wangsun and bought wine to Linqiong Stone Freeze Spring.

25. The heart of the piano is as mysterious as the jade in the cave, and the golden buttons and Zhu Jin are your biography.

26. When the piano book ends, I will give you a New Year plum blossom.

27. The sound of the piano is as light as a spring, and the sword is as powerful as frost.

28. The harp has no strings and does not need to be played. It is cold and the festival is proud of the official.

29. The gentle breeze of the piano and crane has been lonely for a long time, and the loyalty and anger in the valley are shining with silver hooks.

30. I still don’t feel poor in my small room even if I have a piano, a pen, a pen and an inkstone by my side.

31. The harp and sword are always guests, and the poems and books are indebted to Ce Xun.

32. Qin Shu and Huan Pu Dan, wind and snow Guichi boat.

33. The dragon soul is cold at night when the piano is played and the moon is cold, but the sword-type autumn wind ghost is cowardly.

34. Who can take care of Qin Xin’s entertainment? Although Du Bi is poor, he is not in charge of his ministers.

35. The wind has not blown in the Qin Zhen's room, and the pulse is filled with the radiance of inflammation.

36. The music of landscapes and poems on the piano makes one feel alienated from the world.

37. The heart of the piano is no longer filled with usneas, and the water beside Hejian Lake ripples.

38. Come for me when I am in front of the piano and sword. I am like-minded and have a leisurely taste.

39. Qin Zun remembers to follow you in the past, and the rich and the rich stop teaching and the poor and the humble leave.

40. I would like to return to Sanshe, and the piano will be as long as this.

41. A glass of wine and music is worth a thousand dollars.

42. The heart of the piano and the concubine’s intestines are intertwined this night.

43. The wine is waiting for drinking in the mountains, and the harp is playing at the entrance of the cave.

44. The wine shop in Qintang bought new flowers for the back garden.

45. Even though there are many books on Qin, it is still too few, and there are too many pine and bamboo trees, which is also called poverty.

46. The calligraphers often submit invitations, and the harp monks play with the strings.

47. Hershey opened the medicine stove, and Gao disposed of the Qinting.

48. Put the stone on the piano pillow and put the pine through it to press the wine trough.

49. When politics is idle, there is banquet, and when the piano is built, there is distant love.

50. Chu Ke wants to listen to Yao Qin’s complaint, late at night in Xiaoxiang when the moon is bright.

51. Carrying the piano up to a high building, the building is empty and full of moonlight.

52. Jiang Shang tunes the jade qin, one string clears the mind.

53. It is better to save trouble than Tao, and still have a harp.

54. If there is sound on the harp, why not if it is placed in the box?

55. A wife is as harmonious as a drum, harp, and harp.

56. A graceful and graceful girl is a friend of the piano and the sesquito.

57. You have several fights of wine, but I have a three-foot harp.

58. The zither plays the green paulownia of Longmen, and the jade pot of fine wine is as clear as empty.

59. Although the qin has no original meaning, the poem is almost empty and it is lazy to recite.

60. Looking at the Qinchuan historic sites, you can see the seven cypress trees as Douluo Immortal Altar.

61. The harp, the bottle, and the sticks sit quietly in Chaimen, and I hold the urn and forget about the machine in the old garden.

62. It has been a long time since the piano was played, but Taiwan Cun is still thinking about it.

63. The harps and swords drifted to the west and returned to the east, and the old travels in Qingxing happened at the same time.

64. Qin Xin picks out Zhuo Wangsun and sells wine to Linqiong Stone Freeze Spring.

65. At the end of the sea east of Qinshui, the confused smoke meets the high autumn.

66. When the harp and harp are playing in the palace, everything is better than being quiet.

67. At present, homesickness is piling up, and I hear the master’s crabs walking on the piano.

68. The zither is played on the side of the stream by the moon, and the chess pieces are piled up with clouds.

69. The book belt leaves green grass, and the piano hall is full of dust.

70. I left Confucius’ qin, but the person who saved it has died.

71. If you take Huandan early, you will have no worldly feelings, and the threefold path of Qinxin will be completed.

72. After eating, there is nothing to do, and the piano hall opens to the mountain.

73. The Embrace makes the clouds white, and the music and music sound clear.

74. Qin Qingyue is in the house, and the wind enters the house in silence.

75. Sitting on the plain moon on the white stone, the harp and pines are blown by the wind, and the whole valley is silent.

76. Sitting alone in the secluded bamboo, playing the piano and whistling loudly. 2. Poems about the Qin

Playing the Qin Liu Changqing Playing the seven strings coldly, listening quietly to the cold wind in the pines.

Although the ancient tune is self-loving, many people today don’t play it. Two Qin Songs by Sima Xiangru The Phoenix returns to its hometown and travels around the world seeking its emperor.

If you don’t meet me at that time, you will have nothing to do. How can you realize that you are going to be promoted to this hall now? There is a beautiful lady in the boudoir, and the people in the room are poisonous to my intestines. How come they are like mandarin ducks with their necks crossed, and they are soaring in the air! The emperor comes to live with me, and I have to entrust her to be my concubine forever.

Who is the one who knows how to communicate and understand each other in the middle of the night? Both wings rise and fly high, without feeling, my thoughts make me sad. Listening to Master Liu Zun Playing the Qin Cao Ye once heard cicadas alone in Qinghai, and listened to the spring in the empty courtyard at night.

Unlike the quiet place in the Zhaitang, the sound of autumn is always on the seven strings. Listening to Master Ying playing the harp Han Yu, talking to your children in a friendly way, expressing gratitude and resentment to you.

Suddenly the situation became tense and the warriors went to the enemy's field. Floating clouds and catkins have no roots, and the sky and the earth are vast and far away.

A flock of birds chirped noisily, and suddenly a lone phoenix was seen. If you climb too high, you can't get any higher, if you lose ground, your strength will plummet.

I have two ears, but I don’t know how to listen to silk bamboo. After hearing Master Ying's playing, he got up and sat aside.

Pushing the hand to stop suddenly, wet clothes and tears. You are sincere and capable, but you can't put ice and coal into my intestines! Listening to Shu Monk Jun Playing the Qin Li Bai A Shu monk hugged the green silk and went west to Mount Emei.

Waving your hand for me is like listening to thousands of pines. The guest's heart is washed by running water, and the remaining sound enters the frost bell.

Unconsciously, the blue mountains are dusk, and the autumn clouds are dark. Qin Song Li Qi The master has wine to enjoy this evening, please play the qin Guangling guest.

The moon shines on the city, half of the crows are flying, and the frost and wind are blowing into the clothes. The candles in the copper furnace increase the brightness, and the concubine Chu after playing the Lu River for the first time.

After a sound, all the animals fell silent, and the four silent stars became more and more distant. Qinghuai sent envoys for more than a thousand miles, and dared to tell Yunshan from now on.

Playing the Qin Liu Changqing Playing the seven strings, listening quietly to the cold wind in the pines. Although the ancient tune is self-loving, many people today don’t play it.

Sending luthier Mao Minzhong off to the north and Wang Yuanliang at sunset in front of Xisai Mountain, outside the Beiguan Gate it is raining. The southerners shed tears, the northerners laugh, and the ministers bow their heads to the cuckoo.

Chapter 4 of Qin Music by Cao Xueqin The wind is rustling, the autumn air is deep, and the beauty is alone and deep in thought thousands of miles away. Where do you see your hometown? Leaning on the railing, tears stained my lapel.

The mountains are far away and the water is long, and the moonlight shines through the windows. I am sleepless and the Milky Way is vast, my clothes are timid and the wind is cold.

What happens to my son is that he is not free, and what happens to him brings a lot of worries. My son and I have the same mind, and I miss the ancients.

Life in this world is like light dust, and there are long-lasting causes in heaven and earth. It's impossible to feel the cause of death, how can one's heart be as bright as the moon in the sky! Qingping music plays the piano in the gorge and inscribes on the wall. Nalan Xingde is cool all night long. Who is the soulmate? It is like a dream. Where is the front? It is also a song. I am sad and it is difficult to write. The sky is closed and the people are in the clouds. Follow the wild geese falling in the west wind to call for the red scarf and green sleeves. Don't teach the tears to shed in the heroic bamboo. The king of the hall, Wei, was sitting alone in the hut, playing the piano and whistling loudly.

People in the deep forest don’t know that the bright moon comes to shine. Sending Swords to Fu Yansou by Xin Qiji Mo Xie shines a three-footed light on people, try to look carefully with a lamp on.

And hanging up the empty room as a piano companion, there is no need to take it with me to kill Loulan. Farewell to Friends on a Spring Night by Chen Ziang The silver candle blows out clear smoke, and the golden statue meets the beautiful banquet.

When you leave the hall, you miss the piano and the harp, and you take other paths around the mountains and rivers. The bright moon hangs over the tall trees, and the long river has no dawn.

I will go to Luoyang for a long time, in what year will this meeting take place? Lovesickness and Resentment Li Ye The depth of the sea in humanity is not even half as deep as lovesickness.

The sea water still has an end, and the longing for love is endless. Carrying the harp on a high building, the building is full of moonlight.

Playing the love song, my strings suddenly broke. Xiaoxiang God Liu Yuxi Bamboo branches, Bamboo branches, stained with tears to express lovesickness.

Chu Ke wanted to listen to Yao Qin’s complaint, late at night in Xiaoxiang when the moon was bright. Su Yeshi's mountain house is waiting for Ding Da to arrive. Meng Haoran The sun sets over the west ridge, and the ravines are full of insects.

The pine moon is growing in the cool night, and the wind and spring are full of clear sounds. The woodcutter's desire to return is exhausted, and the smoke bird's habitat is beginning to settle.

The son comes in time, and Guqin waits for Luo Jing. Huai Xin Da in the South Pavilion in Summer Meng Haoran The mountain light suddenly sets in the west, and the moon in the pond gradually rises in the east.

Enjoy the cool night air, open the pavilion and lie down in the open air. The lotus breeze brings fragrance, and the bamboo dew drops silence it.

I want to play the piano, but I don’t know how to appreciate it. Feeling nostalgic for my old friend, I will always work hard on my dreams.

Twenty-Four Poems Sikong Tu The words are very straightforward and the thoughts are profound. Suddenly meeting a secluded person is like seeing the heart of the Tao.

The music of the clear stream, the shadow of the green pines, one guest is a woodcutter, and the other is listening to the harp. Wherever one's emotions lead him, he will never find the beauty by himself. When he encounters it, he will find it from heaven, and he will hear the sound coldly. 3. Poems related to the piano

1. "Listening to Lu Zishun Playing the Qin on a Moonlit Night"

Tang Dynasty: Li Bai

Sitting idle at night under the bright moon, a lonely man plays the plain Qin . Suddenly I heard the sad wind, just like the singing of cold pines.

The white snow clutters your hands, the green water clears your mind. The clock has disappeared for a long time, and there is no sound in the world.

Translation: Sitting under the bright moon on a quiet night, listening to Mr. Lu, the mysterious man, playing the guqin. Suddenly I heard the tune of "Sad Wind", which seemed to be the sound of "Cold Pine". The fingering of "White Snow" will make your delicate hands busy, and the syllables of "Green Water" will really nourish your body and clear your mind. It's a pity that Zhong Ziqi has died long ago, and such a close friend will never be found in the world again.

2. "Night Zheng"

Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi

In the bright moon with purple sleeves and red strings, I feel dark and humble while playing.

Xian Ning refers to the place where the swallowing sound stops, which is full of deep feelings.

Translation: Playing the piano on a moonlit night, the purple sleeves flicking on the strings with the fingers under the bright moon. The skillful piano skills and the expression of being immersed in the music arouse people's endless imagination. The weeping sound of the piano suddenly stopped when it reached its peak. There was really deep affection in this silence.

3. "Poetry on the Qin"

Song Dynasty: Su Shi

If there is sound on the qin, why won't it sound when placed in the box?

If the words are on your fingertips, why not listen to them on your fingertips?

Translation: If the sound comes from the piano, then why doesn’t it sound when you put it in a box? If the sound of the piano comes from your hands, why can't you hear the sound from your hands?

4. "Qin Song"

Tang Dynasty: Li Qi

The master has wine to enjoy the evening, please play the qin Guangling guest.

The moon shines on the top of the city, half of the crows are flying, and the frost and wind are blowing into the trees.

The candles in the copper furnace increase the brightness, and the concubine Chu after the first play of Lu River. After a sound, all the animals fell silent, and the four silent stars became more and more distant.

Qinghuai envoys traveled more than a thousand miles, and dared to tell Yunshan from now on.

Translation: The host serves wine for everyone to gather tonight, and the luthier plays the strings to add to the banquet. The bright moon shines on the city, crows are flying, and the frost is coming, and the cold wind blows through my clothes. The fire is warm and the candles add brilliance. The artist played "Lushui" first and then "Concubine Chu". As soon as his piano played, everything fell silent, and the four people listened silently and held their breath. I was ordered to go to Qinghuai, my hometown far away, to inform everyone that I want to return to Yunshan.

5. "Qintai"

Tang Dynasty: Du Fu

After Maoling fell ill, he still loved Zhuo Wenjun. In the world of wine shops, the sun sets over the piano platform.

The wild flowers leave a treasure, and the creeping grass can be seen in the skirt. Returning to the phoenix to seek the phoenix's will, only a few of them are no longer heard.

Translation: When Sima Xiangru was old and frail, he still loved Zhuo Wenjun as before, and their relationship did not weaken at all. Sima Xiangru's family was poor and their life was in embarrassment, so they opened a wine shop to make ends meet. I lingered on the piano platform, looking at the blue and white clouds in the distance. I am so envious in my heart!

When I saw a clump of wild flowers next to the piano platform, I thought it was like Zhuo Wenjun’s smile back then; the clumps of green vines were just like the green skirt Zhuo Wenjun wore back then. The ancient story of Sima Xiangru pursuing Zhuo Wenjun was almost unheard of later. 4. Please give me an ancient internet name related to wine, piano, and swords, thank you

The sky is full of mist and rain, and my heart is already smiling. The floating world has lasted for a long time

A piece of residual snow, roses from a broken bridge, The long warmth on the road

The twilight is thin and cool, the green lanterns of the Nangong, and the wine on the road are rich

I give it to the charming city, no one is wearing green clothes, and the sword has left the war

Your Pinellia ternata, your first heart is green silk. Light-colored Liangsheng

The green mountains are not disappointing, the plain makeup is veil, the smile is wandering

The drunken maple was once, the green mantle is alluring, and the mist is flowing in the rain

Ink dyed into sorrow, tears wet and cold, cold mountains and green clothes

Shallow condensation of sadness, blue ink alluring the city, love for strangers

Proud of peace in the world, wine and dyed ink, Red Dust and Mo'an

The second collection of beautiful ancient Internet names:

The twilight has just begun, the wine and sheng people have been together for a long time, the eyebrows are stained with black and black

Drunk and drunk alone, a A different painting, a stranger in the wind

Sue Wan. Broken paper, silent as a dream, deeply in love with the dusk snow

Ink stained with flowers. Winter on the street, dusk snow in the ancient alley

The prosperity of the north decays, the piano is cut off like a plain element, the twilight rain of Jinxia

The wind and moon for the rest of my life, the prosperity and the snow, the smile sings in the south

The sheath of falling flowers, the sigh of the Sheng song, this life Years

Stay with you, watch the marquis on the road, and enjoy the years

√Wait for your old friend, be content with what you love, and remember the years

Fireworks light Years, old people and other hearts, flashy and warm light

How many thoughts, living in the world for a long time, ink dyed with warm gardenia

The remaining summer flowers bloom, irrelevant songs, shallow beauty Qianxun

A complete collection of three beautiful ancient-style Internet names:

An Zhithrush, Long Skirt Euphemism, Ren Xin Qianxiang

First acquaintance with painting, He Nian Graceful, Close Alley Street

From now on, my face is happy and my garden is sunny and gentle. I write with peace of mind

The forest eyes are desolate, and the rest of my life is filled with dreams. My thoughts under the moon

An Mo street corner, ink dyed with summer foam , Lost in the road of happiness

Old things in the golden years, plain clothes and fine dust, thousands of cities with smoke and willows

Half a lifetime, lovesickness in the north, glitz and mist

Bone-shattering dreams , Strange faces hug each other, don’t forget the misty rain 5. Poems about wine

Weicheng Qu Wangwei

The morning rain in Weicheng is light and dusty, the guest houses are green and the willows are new?

I urge you to drink another glass of wine. There will be no old friends when you leave Yangguan in the west.

Liangzhou Ci by Wang Han

A luminous cup of grape wine, I want to drink the pipa immediately.

Lord Grim is lying drunk on the battlefield. How many people have fought in ancient times?

Traveling as a Guest Li Bai

Lanling fine wine and tulips, jade bowls filled with amber light.

But the host can make the guests drunk, and they don’t know where they are in a foreign country.

Drinking alone under the moon, Li Bai

A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without any blind date.

Raise a glass to invite the bright moon, and make three people in the shadow.

The moon does not know how to drink, but its shadow follows me.

For now, the moon will be shadowed, and we will have fun until spring.

My singing moon lingers, my dancing shadows are scattered.

They make love together when they are awake, but they separate when they are drunk.

Forever wedded and wandering without mercy, we met each other in Miao Yunhan

Short Ge Xing Cao Cao's

Singing over wine, what is life like?

For example, morning dew will make you suffer more every day.

Generosity should be treated with generosity, and worries will be unforgettable.

How to relieve worries? Only Du Kang.

Green Zi Jin, my heart is leisurely.

But for the sake of you, I still ponder it.

The deer roars, eating apples in the wild.

I have a guest who plays the drum, harp and sheng.

It’s as bright as the moon, when can you shake it off?

Worry comes from it and cannot be cut off.

The more unfamiliar you are, the more you cross the border, the more you cross the border, the more useless you will be.

Chatting and having a banquet, remembering old kindness.

The moon and stars are sparse, and the magpies are flying south.

Which branch can I rely on when I circle the tree three times?

The mountains never get too high and the sea never gets too deep.

When Duke Zhou spits out food, the world returns to its heart.

Huanxisha Li Qingzhao

The amber in the Mo Xu cup melts before it becomes intoxicating.

Shu Zhongji should be greeted by the late wind,

The fragrance of Ruinao will dispel the soul and the dream.

The cold golden bun and the pine hair,

When I wake up, the sky is red with candles

Li Bai is drinking in the mountains

The two are drinking in the mountains, the flowers are blooming, Cup after cup.

I’m drunk and want to sleep, but you can go there. I’d like to bring Qin to you tomorrow morning.

Playing with Cen Shen, the owner of Huamen Restaurant

The old man still sells wine in his seventies, and there are thousands of pots and jars of flowers at the door.

The elm pods along the road are still like money. Are you willing to pick them and sell them for wine?

Gao Shi in the guest house when seeing Mr. Li off

It was unexpected to meet in the hotel, it was snowing at dusk and the sun was shining, waiting for Yan Fei.

The master is drunk but you are still drunk. Will you return home after a long journey in the evening?

Ask Liu Shijiu and Bai Juyi

A small red clay stove, green ants newly baking wine.

It’s snowing in the evening, can you have a drink?

Li Bai bids farewell to Jinling Wine Shop

The wind blows the willow flowers and fills the shop with fragrance, while Wu Ji presses wine to encourage guests to appreciate it.

The disciples of Jinling came to see each other off, and they all had a drink if they wanted to do it or not.

I would like to ask you, Dongliu Shui, who do you want to compare with?

Like Meng Ling·Last night it rained and the wind blew suddenly Li Qingzhao

I often remember that the sun is setting in the creek pavilion, and I am so drunk that I don’t know my way back.

Returning to the boat at the end of the day, I strayed deep into the lotus flowers.

Fighting for the crossing, fighting for the crossing, startled a pool of gulls and herons.

Last night it was rainy and windy, and I couldn’t get rid of the remaining wine after a deep sleep.

I asked the person behind the curtain, but the crabapple remained the same.

Do you know, do you know, it should be green, fat, red and thin 6. Poems related to the piano

Middle The army prepares drinks for the returning guests, plays the harp, lute and the Qiang flute - Cen Shen of the Tang Dynasty, "Song of the White Snow Sending Judge Wu Back to the Capital"

Sitting alone in the secluded tent, playing the piano and whistling loudly - Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty, "Zhuli Pavilion" 》

To express my thoughts on the qin and express my heartfelt conversation - Sima Xiangru of the Han Dynasty, "Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix"

I want to convey my thoughts to the Yao qin - Yue Fei of the Song Dynasty, "Xiao Zhongshan" The cicadas couldn't stop singing in the cold last night"

The sound of the zither and the strings of the Qing Dynasty were brought to the Qing Dynasty, and the short songs and slight chants could not be long - Wei and Jin·Cao Pi's "Two Songs of Yan·1"

The public said: This poem is the most wonderful, but it is not for listening to the harp, but for listening to the pipa - Su Shi of the Song Dynasty, "Shui Tiao Ge Tou·Ning Ni Children's Language"

The harp and harp are tilted from the world's pearls, and the yellow mud The arrows of passing time - Chen Tao of the Tang Dynasty, "The Golden Lord Don't Rely on Youth and Health" by Chen Tao of the Tang Dynasty

Why comfort the loneliness, relying on the piano in the north window - "Yin Yu" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty

I took the elixir early and had no worldly feelings, and the three-layered path in the heart of the piano was first formed - Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty, "A Ballad from Mount Lu sent to Lu Shi Yuxu Zhou"

Burning inkstones and books, cracking paintings on the vertebrae, and destroying the piano All the articles and all the names - "Qinyuan Chun·Hate" by Zheng Banqiao of the Qing Dynasty

Hu Wei did not return to his hometown, and failed to live up to the piano in the box - "The Wandering Son's Song" by Gu Kuang of the Tang Dynasty

If there is a sound on the qin, why not put it in the box - Su Shi of the Song Dynasty, "Poetry on the Qin"

Then he held the old qin in his left hand and stayed in the clouds - Su Shi of the Song Dynasty, "Man Jiang Hong" ·Meeting Dongpo in Qi'an"

I'm drunk and want to sleep, please go away, Ming Dynasty intends to bring the harp - "Drinking with a Quiet Man in the Mountains" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty

Yunzhong Tin, fishing at the head of the stream, playing the harp by the stream - Qing Dynasty Nalan Xingde's "Shui Tiao Ge Tou·A Picture of Autumn Coolness in the Western Mountains"

The pine wind blows the belt, and the mountain moon shines on the harp - Tang Dynasty Wang Wei's "Reward to Zhang Shaofu"

Playing the plain qin elegantly——Han·Ji Kang's "Reception Poems"

Playing a qin and planting five willows—— Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty "Mocking Wang Liyang for Reluctance to Drink" 7. What are the famous lines and poems about "wine"

1. If you have wine in life, you must be drunk, and a drop of it never reaches Jiuquan. ——Song Dynasty: Gao Zhu's "Wine on Qingming Day"

Explanation: Therefore, when a person has wine, he should drink it, and if he is blessed, he should enjoy it. After a person dies, how can a drop of the wine that the children go to the grave to offer sacrifices ever flow to the underworld?

2. A glass of wine will bring longevity to the host. ——Tang Dynasty: Li He's "To the Wine Shop"

Interpretation: I am wandering alone and depressed, so I can only use wine to relieve my sorrow. The master holds wine to persuade me and wish me good health.

3. Drinking wine and showing mercy to yourself, relationships turn upside down like waves. ——Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei's "Drinking Wine with Pei Di"

Interpretation: I pour you a drink and please comfort yourself. The capriciousness of human relationships is like the capriciousness of the waves.

4. It is good to draw a boat carrying wine on the West Lake. The pipes are urgent and the strings are complicated, the jade cup urges the transmission, and the waves are steady and smooth, allowing you to sleep drunkenly. ——Song Dynasty: Ouyang Xiu's "Picking Mulberries·Painting Boats Carrying Wine in the West Lake"

Interpretation: The scenery of the West Lake is beautiful. You can take a painting boat carrying wine and food to enjoy the scenery in the lake. Amidst the rapid and noisy music, you can't stop. Wine glasses were passed around the guest's residence, the lake was calm, and the drunken guest was sleeping in the slowly moving boat.

5. Diligent flowers and hand in hand. Even more wine in the cup. ——Song Dynasty: Ye Mengde's "Poppy Beauty: After the rain, we praise the talents together and buy wine to eat under the flowers."

Interpretation: I warmly invite them to swim together under the flowers, and I frequently persuade them to drink in order to appreciate this last spring. .

6. In the new cold, the rain knocks on the window while drinking wine, and the lingering fragrance lingers in the mood of autumn. ——Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde's "Bodhisattva Barbarian·Wine Knocks on the Window and Rain in the New Cold"

Interpretation: It is raining lightly in the season when it is warm but still cold, and the lingering fragrance after drunkenness seems to be imitating it. With the sad mood of autumn.

7. The golden tortoise changed the wine place, but remembered the towel with tears. ——Tang Dynasty: Li Bai's "Two Poems on Wine Recalling Congratulations to the Prisoner"

Explanation: Every time I think about the scene of exchanging an ounce of turtle for wine, I can't help but shed tears of sadness and stain my sweat towel.

8. If you refuse to drink wine, who will treat you if you show lust? ——Tang Dynasty: Li Bai's "Wine Tour"

Definition: Although there was a feast of fine wine, the drinking was not smooth and there was no mood to raise a glass. Who can not be filled with emotion at such a fleeting life?

9. Short hair and worry make you look white, and your face will fade with wine. ——Song Dynasty: Chen Shidao's "The Gift of Wine on New Year's Eve"

Interpretation: Sorrow and troubles make the hair short and gray, and the haggard face becomes rosy with the power of wine.

10. Green plums are always new when boiled in wine. The weather is almost like spring. ——Song Dynasty: Yan Shu's "Revelation of Heartfelt Feelings·Green Plums Boiled in Wine and Fighting with Wine"

Interpretation: It is the last spring weather again, so green plums are boiled in wine so that they can be fresh in season. 8. What are the poems about wine?

The luminous cup of grape wine will prompt you to drink pipa immediately.

If you are proud of life, you must have all the fun, and don’t let the golden bottle stand empty against the moon. There are ten thousand wine fights in Xinfeng, and there are many years of wandering in Xianyang.

I advise you to drink another glass of wine, and there will be no old friends when you leave Yangguan in the west. The glass hammer is rich in amber, and the wine drops in the small trough are pearl red.

The dragons and cannons are cooked, the phoenixes and jade are weeping, and the embroidered curtains are surrounded by the fragrant wind. The lanterns are lit in the high hall and the wine is restored, and the night bells and the waning moon make the sound of wild geese.

Golden goblets of wine are worth ten thousand dollars, and jade plates of delicacies are worth ten thousand dollars. Stopping the cup and throwing chopsticks, I can't eat. I draw my sword and look around at a loss.

If heaven does not love wine, the wine star will not be in heaven. If the earth does not love wine, there should be no fountain of wine.

Both heaven and earth love wine, and love of wine is worthy of Heaven. I have heard that it is as clear as a sage, but when I return to the Tao, it is as turbid as a sage.

Since the sages have already drank, why ask for gods? Three cups lead to the great road, and one cup brings together nature.

But the joy of drinking should not be passed down to those who are sober. A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without any blind date.

Raise your glass to the bright moon, and look at each other as three people. When I was leisurely passing by Xinling to drink, I took off my sword and stretched my knees forward.

He will eat Zhu Hai while holding a cup to persuade him to win. Xinglai's book is from the Holy Spirit, and his drunken words are especially outstanding.

A bottle of wine by the bedside can help you fall asleep more often. Thousand stems on the temples are as new as snow, and ten of them are like mud.

The drunken mania also led to poetry, and he chanted sadly from noon to the west. Green ants' new fermented wine, small red clay stove.

I want blood in the evening, can I have a drink? If I advise you with one lamp, you will not refuse; if I advise you with two lamps, you will not doubt; if I advise you with three lamps, you will not know until you know. When I return home, my head is white, and I will use the money to buy wine and food.

The courtiers are most considerate, as if they are thirsty, they will not give them a cup of gold-stem dew. Fine wine in Chengdu is good for old age, and you will still be Zhuo Wenjun when you are young.

The green flag is several feet wide and hangs on the road. Most of them are blown by the wind, and the names of wines are often seen.

It is snowing outside the window, and the stove is open and the wine vat is open. It's like fishing in the rain and sleeping under the tent in the autumn river.

It doesn’t matter if you are drunk, your chest is still open, and your temples are slightly frosted! In the cloud of holding the knot, when will Feng Tang be sent? When I was drunk, I read the sword by burning the lamp, and I dreamed of blowing the trumpet company. In autumn, mourning is heard at the corner of the border town, and beacon fire shines on the high platform.

The sad songs are building, and the wine is high, and the excitement is leisurely. We live together at the foot of the Western Mountain, between heaven and earth, a place where we love wine and can write poems.

Please don’t have diarrhea for Chan Juan. To sing and dance drunkenly without losing the elegance of Jin people.

Life is like a dream, a statue returns to the moon. When will the bright moon appear? Ask the sky for wine.

Shui Tiao Ge Tou The wine is just ripe. I invite my friends to have a glass of wine. The blue sky is full of clouds, and the bright moon is shining in people's arms.

I will go to you when I am drunk and want to sleep. If you wake up when you are drunk, you will still come with Qin in your arms. There is still a jug of wine, please open it for you again.

The door of Xiaowu House is covered with grass and the path is covered with moss. If your hands are useless, you need to cup the crab claws.

A glass of wine can bring you thousands of miles away, but there is no way for Yan Ran to return home. .

I want to ask you in front of the hops, what can I do to preserve spring in this world? Even if the youth can be retained.

Where in the world is unforgettable wine? The bright moon of Mid-Autumn Festival is as bright as day. Silver washes the clear sky, and its brightness remains the same forever.

The cool breeze creates a jade sky, and I am afraid that the clouds will come and go. It's too late at this time, and the weather is unclear.

Where in the world is unforgettable wine? It’s the Double Ninth Festival during the Spring Festival. Walking around the east fence, Jin Ying is in full bloom.

The new year is coming, and my heart is far away from Nanshan. If a cup is off at this time, how can Gao Huai be rewarded?

Where in the world is unforgettable wine, and the beauty of Qiong Yao shines through the gap between the six flowers. The fire was red all over the floor, and the wind was blowing in the corners of the house.

Floating and flying catkins, the mighty silver waves roll. A cup is dry at this time, but the clear sound is cold.

There is no place in the world where you cannot forget wine, and you will never make friends behind closed doors. How to be happy and innocent, Yunshan is prosperous.

Sit under the pine tree to listen to the wind and pass by the butterflies and flowers. A lamp in this time and space, who cares about it?

Where in the world is unforgettable wine, after the Qingming Festival in mountain villages and wild shops. The road is covered with red wild flowers and a curtain of willows blows in the wind.

Where in the world is unforgettable wine? Xinglai climbs Yanxiu alone. Leaning on my stick, I look at the clouds and hear the sound of running water.

The mountain flowers illuminate the eyes, and even the pots are held to persuade. When I pour a cup at this time, I forget about fame and fortune.

Where in the world is wine unforgettable? It’s like meeting mountain friends on rocks by the water’s edge. Meet in the old mountains and forests, live in seclusion but not deep enough.

The desire for fame and fame is gone, and there is no hiding behind the dumping. If there is no one at this time, how can friendship be relaxed?

. Bi Zhuo had a glass of wine during his lifetime, but Cao Gong's grave was three feet tall after his death.

It’s better to stay drunk. The wine glass is deep, so is the heart.

Don’t refuse to drink when we meet. When you sing, I pour it slowly. Qu Yuan died at his mercy.

It’s hard to argue when you’re drunk or awake. There is wine today and I am drunk now, and there is a limit to the number of cups before the bottle is empty.

. The wine in the new moon is not enough to make you drunk, and the fallen leaves return to the crows.

You might as well go and see the moon, but you can only hate the late arrival of wine for the flowers. In Jiangcheng, autumn is in a wine house, and wine is doubly popular with Qiu Guang.

Who among the guests is so drunk that he has a flag hanging in the west of the wild store. The wine will not dissipate and the tears of concern for the country will not go away. When it comes to rescue, we should rely on the talents of a group of people.

No expense is spared to buy a precious sword, and a mink fur coat is exchanged for wine. It's just right to have wine and have fun with each other, and have sympathy for the same situation. 9. Ancient poems about the harp include

1. "Zhuli Pavilion"

Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei

Sitting alone in the secluded bamboo, playing the harp and whistling loudly .

People in the deep forest don’t know that the bright moon comes to shine.

Translation: Sitting alone in the quiet bamboo forest, sometimes playing the piano and sometimes screaming. Who in the dense forest knows I am here? Only a bright moon quietly accompanies me.

2. "Reward Zhang Shaofu"

Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei

In his later years, he was very quiet and did not care about anything.

If you have no long-term strategy, you will return to the old forest.

The pine wind blows the belt, and the mountain moon shines on the piano.

When you ask questions about poor understanding, your fisherman’s songs go deep into Pu Shen.

Translation: People especially like to be quiet in their old age and are indifferent to everything in the world. I thought I had no good plan to serve the country, so I just wanted to retreat to the mountains and forests of my hometown. I unbutton my clothes and enjoy the coolness in the pine breeze. The mountain and moon are shining brightly, just in time to play the strings and the piano. If you want to know the truth about poverty and prosperity, please listen to the sound of fishing songs deep in the water.

3. "Poetry on the Qin"

Song Dynasty: Su Shi

If there is sound on the qin, why won't it sound when placed in the box?

If the words are on your fingertips, why not listen to them on your fingertips?

Translation: If the sound comes from the piano, then why doesn’t it sound when you put it in a box? If the sound of the piano comes from your hands, why can't you hear the sound from your hands?

4. "Listening to Shu Monk Jun Playing the Qin"

Tang Dynasty: Li Bai

A Shu monk hugged the green silk and went west to Mount Emei.

Waving your hand for me is like listening to thousands of pines.

The guest's heart is washed away by the running water, and the remaining sound enters the frost bell.

Unconsciously, the blue mountains are dusk, and the autumn clouds are darker.

Translation: A Shu monk came from the distant Mount Emei with a green qin in his arms. Just wave your hand for me, and it's like hearing the sound of pine trees in the mountains. The lingering sound curls into the frosty sky bells, and my heart is as peaceful as if it had been washed by running water.

Before you know it, twilight has enveloped the green mountains, and autumn clouds have dimmed the dusk sky.

5. "Listening to Playing the Qin"

Tang Dynasty: Liu Changqing

On the seven strings of Lingling, I listened quietly to the cold wind in the pines.

Although the ancient tune is self-loving, many people today don’t play it.

Translation: The lyre plays a cool tune that melodiously rises and falls, listening carefully is like the sound of the rolling pine waves. Although I love this ancient tune, most people don't play it today. 10. Poems about wine

Li Bai is the poet among wine. Most of his poems contain wine.

Cut off the water with a knife, and the water will flow even more; use wine to kill the sorrow, and the sorrow will become even worse. (It seems like "The Road Is Hard".)

A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without any blind date.

Raise your glass to the bright moon, and look at each other as three people.

("Drinking Alone under the Moon")

Beidou drinks fine wine, and persuades the dragon to take a drink each. ("Dan Ge Xing")

Sadness comes, sadness comes. Master, if you have wine, don't pour it. Listen to my sad song.

No one in the world knows my heart when I am sad and I don’t groan or smile.

You have several fights of wine, but I have a three-foot harp.

A cup of wine and music is worth a thousand dollars. Cut off the water with a knife, and the water will flow again; use wine to kill the sorrow and make it even worse ("Farewell to the Secretary Shu Yun at Xie Tiao Tower in Xuanzhou")