There are poems about good voice (poems describing good voice) 1. Poems describing "good voice"
1. Li He
"Li Ping's Poems"-Elegance < p Jiang E cries for Motome's sorrow, while Li Ping plays with China. Kunshan jade broken phoenix calls, hibiscus cries and fragrant orchid laughs. In front of the twelve gates, the cold light melts, and the twenty-three silk moves the purple emperor. Nu Wa tried to make up the sky by refining stones, and the stone broke the ground to stir up the autumn rain. Dream into the sacred mountain to teach the gods, and the old fish dances with thin waves and dumplings. Wu sleeps and leans against laurel trees, showing his feet and flying obliquely to wet cold rabbits.
2. Bai Juyi
Song of Eternal Sorrow-colorful plumage
...High rose Li Palace, entering blue clouds, and far and wide the breezes carried magical notes. Slow singing and dancing, the Emperor's eyes could never gaze on her enough. Till war-drums, booming from Yuyang, shocked the whole earth, and broke the tunes of The Rainbow Skirt and the Feathered Coat.
3, Qin Guan
Linjiang Fairy-Se
A thousand miles away in Xiaoxiang, I visited Lanpu, and Lan Radial used to. The moon and the wind will be clear. The microwave is still, and the stars are soaked in cold water for a day. Alone in danger, I feel sad, and I hear from afar that I am a princess. The new voice contains all the ancient and modern feelings. The music quiet, but did not see the drum se goddess of water, the river on the dissipation of smoke, revealing a few peaks, green and charming.
4. Li Bai
"Listening to Lu Zishun playing the piano on a moonlit night"-Guqin
Sitting in the bright moon at leisure, you play the lute. Suddenly I heard the tune of " hentai ", as if it was the voice of" hansong. ". The fingering of " snow white" makes your delicate hands hectic, and the syllables of " green water" do nourish your mind. Unfortunately, zhong ziqi has long died, the world can no longer find such a bosom friend.
5. Li Bai
"Smell of Los Angeles on a Spring Night"-flute
The sound of Yu Di's dark flying scattered into the spring breeze. Who can't afford to be homesick when you hear the willow breaking in this nocturne?
6. Gu Kuang
Song of Zheng Nv Playing the Zheng-Guzheng
Zheng Nv can play the Zheng at the age of eight, and the spring breeze blows down the sound in the sky. A cry of tears from Yong Men, two tears from red carp, and three tears from white apes. When Zheng's daughter went out to participate in her husband's marriage, the fallen petal broke the idle silk. High-rise buildings don't hide their voices, so they are ashamed to kill a hundred-tongued Huang Yinger.
7.
"Pipa" by Anonymous-Pipa
The monk broke the glass bowl and the strong man broke the coral whip. The sound of coral whipping is abrupt, and the jade plate pours real pearls. Poseidon drives back at night, and Jiang E frowns in the spring and cracks. Full of red makeup and tears, the homesick guests are sad. At the end of the song, the tune suddenly flew away, and the moon fell in Dongting.
8. Smell the sound of geese as in Baimen, the sound of sculling as in Sanwu, the sound of beaches as in Zhejiang, and the sound of bells and horses as in Chang 'an Road.
Explanation:
In Aesthetics, Hegel classified the levels of various senses, holding that hearing is the purest, and the sound related to it has "abstract materiality", which marks "the transition from space to time" and "the transition from substance to concept".
In ancient China, where information was blocked, people who could integrate all kinds of knowledge and news they heard with their ears and then tell others with their mouths were saints, and the status of auditory experience in Chinese culture can be seen.
There are many scenes in the world, such as constant scenes and wonders, beautiful sound and scenery. The world is vast and time is short, and everyone has feelings. Talented people write poems, write down "everything in everyone's heart, nothing in everyone's pen", and seek "bosom friends" beyond the vast space and time. A few years later, at some time and place, maybe someone has a heart in a flash.
2. Poems describing voices
1 Bai Juyi: Pipa
the large strings hummed like rain, the small strings whispered like a secret.
hummed, whispered-and then were intermingled, like a pouring of large and small pearls into a plate of jade.
Guan Yingying speaks with a slippery bottom, we heard a brook bitterly sob along a bank of sand.
by the checking of its cold touch, the very string seemed broken, as though it could not pass; and the notes, dying away.
into a depth of sorrow and concealment of lament, told even more in silence than they had told in sound.
a silver vase abruptly broke with a gush of water, and out leapt armored horses and weapons that clashed and smote.
and, before she laid her pick down, she ended with one stroke, and all four strings made one sound, as of rending silk.
2 Lu Xun has a poem "Gift to the Person" (the second poem): "The female of Qin Dynasty is tolerant of the jade kite, and Liang Chen is enthusiastic about the night wind, and suddenly the ice string is absolutely ringing, but he sees that the stars are running vigorously."
3 guzheng poems
Last night, I couldn't stop singing.
it's already midnight.
get up and walk around the steps alone.
people are quiet, and the moon is bright outside the curtain.
a white head is a fame.
pine and bamboo in the old mountain are old, which hinders the return journey.
I want to give my heart to Yao Qin.
With few bosom friends, who can listen to
Yue Fei's Xiao Chong Shan
Ming Zheng Jin Lizhu,
are glimmering on a golden-fretted harp,
and to draw the quick eye of Chou Yu,
she touches a wrong note now and then.
Li Duan's
Listening to the Zheng
Playing under the north window of the Zheng,
The night sounds clear and sad.
a high chord is easy to break,
a broken heart can't bend the road.
Xiao Gang's "Playing the Zheng"
Playing the Divine Comedy upstairs in many scenes,
I want to break the mourning string and urge it again and again.
When Jiang Fei goes out to listen to the fog and rain,
White waves turn over the air and float jade.
Call my Shuangfengcao,
Send it as the Three Gorges Orphan.
Play the Fangchun tune with Jun,
peck at the wood and fly to the frost tree.
Su Shi's "Playing the Zheng in Kanroji"
Qin Zheng utters a unique tune,
Yuzhu plays a clear song,
the string is broken according to the height,
the sound continues with the wonderful finger.
Yan Ruyu is better known by hearing the sound.
Shen Yue's Ode to the Zheng
A beautiful woman plays the window in the daytime, and
A stringed instrument plays the Zheng in sign language.
The spring breeze blows off the king's ears.
This song is Ascension to Heaven.
Li Bai's
A trip in the spring
ended up in the middle of nowhere, so Qin Zheng recurred.Zhang Jiuling's Listening to the Zheng
The bright moon shines on people in ancient times, and the curtain is opened to play the jade Zheng.
Liao Rong's
Why does the zither linger, and the Lv Yun hangs?
Li Bai's "Watching Prostitutes in the South Pavilion of Handan"
Where is the mourning of the Zheng, it is urgent to manage it, and the cherry blossoms are always hanging on the Yang Cliff.
Li Shangyin's Four Untitled Poems
There are still cymbals following the curtain, so it's too late to know.
Lu Lun's
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Li Shangyin's Fifty Rhymes of Sending a Thousand Cows to Que
Zither plays the eastern songs and Qin Xian plays the western songs.
54 of Li Bai's Ancient Style
The breeze is full under Wan Songting, and a tune of Qin Sheng is heard at this time.
Liu Yuxi's
Yin Zheng worked hard all night, and she was afraid of leaving the room.
Yu Ya's Autumn Night
Nearly 2 poems by Bai Juyi mentioned the zither. In the poem "Zheng", a female zither player's exquisite performance was described: "The cloud bun flutters green, the flowers are beautiful and red, her eyes are cut with autumn water, and her fingers are peeled with spring onions". In Zheng, Zhang Gui wrote two sentences: "The night wind gives birth to blue columns, and the spring water swallows red strings", which describes the characteristics of the zither's sound like water. Even more, Li Duan wrote the story of the Three Kingdoms in "Listening to the Zheng", "Ming Zheng Jin Lizhu, are glimmering on a golden-fretted harp. Want to treat Zhou Lang Gu, she touches a wrong note now and then ",the poem presents Zhou Yu's mastery of temperament skills to people.
The bright moon shines on people, and the curtain is opened to play the jade Zheng.
the mountain is high and the apes are anxious, and the sky is quiet and the geese are singing.
the curvature is not over yet, and Dongfeng Xia is half a life.
her hands of white jade by a window of snow, are glimmering on a golden-fretted harp.
and to draw the quick eye of Chou Yu, she touches a wrong note now and then.
plucking the strings and urging the column to listen to the Qin Zheng will make the Qin people feel sad and resentful.
It's like following the spring breeze to know the willow state, and it's like following the birds to know the flowers.
when playing the Zheng, the new sound is fascinating.
In the bright moon with purple sleeves and red strings,
self-playing, self-feeling, darkness and low capacity.
Chord coagulation refers to the place where the throat stops,
It has a deep affection of 1,.
The flag of sunset sunshine is rustling in A?vagho?a (Du Fu went out to the fortress)
the large strings hummed like rain, the small strings whispered like a secret. Bai Juyi's Pipa Trip
hummed, whispered-and then were intermingled, like a pouring of large and small pearls into a plate of jade. Bai Juyi's Pipa
3. A poem describing a woman's beautiful voice
1. The Jade Girl Dances in a Dress. Tang Dynasty: Li Taixuan
Original text:
The dance is scattered and recovered with the wind, and the song is like a rhyme.
thousands of times I went to the lyrics of the festival, and my charming eyes flowed like waves into my temples.
Translation: Women's dancing moves are scattered in the wind and graceful figures are put away. The singing is as powerful as musical instruments, rhythmic and melodious. She danced with her eyes to convey her feelings, and those charming eyes between her hair temples were as clear as water waves and fascinated people.
2. The Ode to Luoshen in the Han Dynasty: Cao Zhi
Original text:
The outline of the handover between Xu Yan and Chen.
there are different ways to hate people and gods, and it's better to hate the prime of life.
translation: Luo Shen turned Bai Jie's neck, turned back to his delicate eyebrows, and his lips slightly opened, slowly stating the outline of the handover. I only hate the difference between man and god, although we are all in the prime of life and can't get what we want.
3. "Gift to Flower Qing" Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
Original text:
There are many silk tubes in Jincheng, half in the river and half in the clouds.
this song should only be heard in the sky, and it can be heard several times on earth.
Translation: The music in Jinguan City is soft and melodious, half of which floats with the river wind and the other half floats into the clouds. Such music should only be in the sky, how many times can you hear it on earth?
4. The Tang Dynasty: Li Qunyu
Original:
The skirt dragged six pieces of Xiangjiang River water, and the temples shrugged a cloud on Wushan Mountain.
style should only exist in the sky, and singing is not suitable for the world.
Look at that singer's silky skirt, just like dragging six beautiful Xiangjiang rivers, and her towering bun is just like a piece of Wushan smoke. Her graceful charm should only appear in the sky, and her beautiful singing will not be heard in the world.
5. "Die Lian Hua Yue Nv Picking Lotus by the Autumn Waters" Song Dynasty: Ouyang Xiu
Original:
Picking Lotus by the Autumn Waters in Yue Nv. Narrow sleeves and light Luo, revealing double gold cymbals.
take a picture and pick flowers. Heart only * * * silk for chaos.
? It's late at the beach. Fog is heavy and smoke is light, so I don't see my companion when I come.
the faint song goes far away. Sorrow leads to Jiang Nanan.
By the clear autumn water, a beautiful Jiangnan girl is picking lotus. Lightweight sleeves, hidden and exposed gold rings on the jade wrist, outline her graceful posture and graceful figure. Her charming face is reflected on the water, competing with the lotus flower for beauty. Her delicate hands picked the fragrant lotus root, but they did not prevent the lotus root from "silk", which aroused her continuous feelings.
In a blink of an eye, the wind was blowing, and the girl who was immersed in reverie suddenly came to her senses, only to see a group of frivolous evening smoke and missing her companions. At this time, there was a faint song in the distance, only to hear it go further and further, and the lingering sound curled up on the bank of the south of the Yangtze River, which seemed to shed all the way.
4. Poems describing beautiful voices
There are the following three poems in China's ancient poems: "Imitating the voice to the text"
Listening to the Yingshi Playing the Piano by Han Yu, Pipa Playing by Bai Juyi and Li Ping's Yinyin by Li He
Original: Listening to Yingshi Playing the Piano
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The row becomes majestic, and the warrior goes to the enemy field.
the floating clouds and catkins have no roots,
the world is wide and far away.
There are hundreds of birds, and suddenly I see a lonely phoenix.
you can't climb too high,
when you lose power, you plummet.
I have two ears, so I don't have to listen to silk.
since I heard the teacher play, I got up and sat down.
push the hand to stop it, and the wet clothes will burst into tears.
clever and sincere, you can't put ice and charcoal in my intestines!
Original text: Li Pingyi quoted
Wu Sishu Tong Zhang Gaoqiu, the empty mountain congealed clouds and did not flow.
Jiang E sings about Motome's sorrow, while Li Ping plays with China.
The phoenix cries when the jade in Kunshan is broken, and the lotus weeps and the fragrant orchid smiles.
the twelve gates melt cold light, and the twenty-three threads move purple emperor.
Nu Wa tried to make up the sky by refining stones, which made the autumn rain stir.
I dreamed of teaching the gods in the sacred mountain, and the old fish danced the wave and thin dumpling dance.
Wu sleeps on laurel trees, flying barefoot and obliquely to wet cold rabbits.
original text; Pipa
the large strings hummed like rain, the small strings whispered like a secret.
hummed, whispered-and then were intermingled, like a pouring of large and small pearls into a plate of jade.
The flower bottom of Guan Ying's speech is slippery, but it's difficult to flow under the ice in the deep throat spring.
when the ice spring is cold and astringent, the string will freeze, and the freeze will never stop.
into a depth of sorrow and concealment of lament, told even more in silence than they had told in sound.
a silver vase abruptly broke with a gush of water; The fighters screamed with swords and guns.
and, before she laid her pick down, she ended with one stroke, and all four strings made one sound, as of rending silk.
5. What are the sentences that describe the beautiful voice?
1. The lingering sound lingers for three days. -From Liezi Tang Wen: "In the past, Han Edong was together, and he was short of food. He passed through Yong Men, singing songs and eating fake food, and he went, but the sound was lingering for three days."
2. People have two ears, one hears the voice of God and the other hears the voice of the devil. -from Hugo's Les Miserables
3. This song should only be heard in the sky, and it is rare to hear it on earth. -From Du Fu's
4. I can't hear the rainbow. I can't hear the sound of the sun setting, the sound of flowers and snow falling, I can't hear it; I can't hear the sound of the wind and grass; I can't hear the sound of wolves, the gunshots of hunters and the cries of angels. I only hear loneliness and running back and forth in the grass. -from Jimmy's Listening to Jimmy Sing
5. The sound you hear is beautiful, and the sound you can't hear is even more beautiful. -from Keats' Ode to the Ancient Greek Urn
6. Quietly is the farewell flute, and the summer insects are silent for me. Silence is Cambridge tonight. -from Xu zhimo's farewell to Cambridge
7, the large strings hummed like rain, the small strings whispered like a secret. Hummed, whispered-and then were intermingled, like a pouring of large and small pearls into a plate of jade.
-from Bai Juyi's Pipa Trip
8. The apes on both sides of the strait can't stop crying, and the canoe has passed Chung Shan Man. -from Li Bai's
Early Making Baidicheng. 9. leaves are dropping down like the spray of a waterfall, while I watch the long river always rolling on. -From Du Fu's "Ascending the Mountain"
1. The breeze is full under Wan Songting, and Qin Sheng is heard at this time. -from Liu Yuxi's
11. On the seventh day of June, the cicada in the river began to sing. In the deep leaves of heather, there are two or three sounds at dusk. —— From Bai Juyi's "Early Cicada"
12. The cock crowed in the forest at dawn and fell into the frog palace with a sound. Two calls to break the pillow dream, three pedestrian smoke sea red.
-from Chen Tao's
13. Shu Tongmu is solid, and Chu Si has a clear rhyme. Play slowly and slowly, with a dozen sounds in the middle of the night. -from Bai Juyi's "Night Qin"
14, chirp deep into the trees, into the lonely city. —— from huangfuran's "endowed with a sad ape in ying road"
15, rustling in the rain, turning over the sound of oak leaves. -from Meng Jiao's "Listening to the Qin"