A piece of heavenly music comes in the air, like a cool breeze in the hot summer, shocking the soul. The distant cave flute, the clear harp, the sentimental pipa, "its sound is like a whine, like resentment, like admiration, like crying, like complaining, and the lingering sound is lingering, like a wisp. The hidden dragon dancing in the secluded gully, the maiden weeping in the solitary boat Woman."

The notes of water and sky turn the worries and noises of the world into a breeze, and bring thoughts into the quiet world of rivers. On the mirror-like water surface, there are occasional water birds, which are startled by the boat rowing by and row away into the distance, with little ripples, like a dream that Hong doesn't want to wake up from.

As the Yiwei River ascends, the breeze blows in confusion. At the end of the song, no one can be seen, only a few green peaks.

The wild geese cross the cold water and the reed flowers fly, and the mandarin ducks live in Tingzhou.

The waves reflect the beauty, the people in white clothes at the ferry are thin, and the koi fish are jumping for joy. Why?

Does the fisherman know? He was young and ambitious, and after watching the sword and painting the screen, he had not seen each other for ten years, and the way home was hard to find.

In the past, in the pavilion in the middle of the lake, people were boiling green plum wine, sighing and playing the bamboo flute and playing the konghou. How can I look back?

Unfamiliar

A sail, an oar, a fishing boat,

a fisherman, a hook,

a pitch, a laugh,

One river has a bright moon and one river has autumn.

Man is on a journey

The Tang Dynasty sings in ancient and modern times, and the breeze travels on the river.

This song is in the sky, but it is rare in the world.

The beauty rolls up the bead curtain and asks you how sad you are,

A song plays on the country, dreaming back to the Tang Dynasty!

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