1. Verses about good sounds (verses describing good sounds)

Verses about good sounds (verses describing good sounds) 1. Verses describing "good sounds"

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1. Li He

"Li Ping Konghou Yin" - Konghou

Wu Si Shu Tong Zhang Gaoqiu, the empty mountain condenses the clouds without flowing. Jiang E cries about Zhu Su's female sorrow, and Li Ping plays the Chinese harp. Kunshan's broken jade phoenix screams, hibiscus weeps and dew fragrant orchid smiles. Cold light melted in front of the twelve doors, and twenty-three silk threads moved the purple emperor. Where Nuwa refines stones to mend the sky, the stones break the sky and make the autumn rain startle. I dreamed of entering the sacred mountain to teach the goddess, and the old fish danced the thin dragon dance. Wu Zhi sleepless and leans against the osmanthus tree, flying wet and cold rabbits sideways with bare feet.

2. Bai Juyi

"Song of Everlasting Sorrow" - Song of Colorful Feather Clothes

Qingyun enters the heights of Li Palace, and fairy music can be heard everywhere. Slowly singing and dancing, contemplating silk and bamboo, the king could not see enough. Yuyang's flying dragon stirs the earth, shocking the colorful clothes and feathers.

3. Qin Guan

"Linjiang Immortal" - Se

Thousands of miles away from Xiaoxiang to Lanpu, Lanru used to be. The moon wind will definitely reveal Huaqing. Microwave it clear and do not move, soak it in cold water for a day. Leaning alone on the dangerous girdle, I feel quiet, and I can hear the concubine's quiet voice in the distance. The new voice contains the sentiments of the past and present. At the end of the song, no one can be seen, and there are several green peaks on the river.

4. Li Bai

"Listening to Lu Zishun Playing the Qin on a Moonlit Night" - Guqin

Sitting under the bright moon at leisure, someone plays the plain Qin. Suddenly I heard the sad wind, just like the singing of cold pines. The white snow messes up my hands, the green water clears my mind. The clock has disappeared for a long time, and there is no sound in the world.

5. Li Bai

"Wen Luocheng on a Spring Night" - Flute

The sound of someone's jade flute spreads into the spring breeze and fills Luocheng. In this nocturne, when I hear the willow tree breaking, who can't help but feel the love of my hometown?

6. Gu Kuang

"Song of Zheng Nu Playing the Zheng" - Gu Zheng

Zheng Nu can play the zheng at the age of eight, and the spring breeze blows the sound from the sky. There is one sound of Yongmen crying, two sounds of red carp revealing its mane, and three sounds of white ape's arms and cheeks. When Zheng Nu went out to pay homage to her father-in-law, the fallen flowers cut off the silk threads in the air. The high-rise building does not hide the sound of Xu, and it is shameful to kill the yellow oriole with a hundred tongues.

7. Anonymous

"Pipa" - Pipa

The mountain monk broke the glass bowl, and the strong man broke the coral whip. The snapping sound of coral whips echoed, and pearls poured down from the jade plate. Poseidon drives back the waves at night, and Jiang E frowns as the spring ice cracks. All the people sitting there are wearing red makeup and weeping, and the visitors looking back at home are extremely sad. At the end of the song, the tune suddenly flies away, and the moon falls in the cave and the lonely cloud returns.

8. Hearing the sound of geese is like being in Baimen, hearing the sound of oars being like being in Sanwu, hearing the sound of beach being like being in Zhejiang, and hearing the sound of bells under the necks of mules and horses being like being on Chang'an Road.

Explanation:

In his book "Aesthetics", Hegel classified the levels of various senses and believed that hearing is the purest and the sounds related to it have "abstract Materiality", marking "the transition from space to time" and "the transition from matter to concept".

In ancient China, where information was limited, people who could integrate all kinds of knowledge and information heard with their ears and then tell others with their mouths were called saints. Its status in Chinese culture is evident.

There are many sceneries in the world, often strange sights, beautiful sounds and beautiful scenery. The world is vast and time is vague, and everyone has feelings for it. Talented people wrote poems and descriptions, writing "everyone has what they have in their hearts, but what everyone has in their writings", seeking to find "bosom friends" across the vastness of time and space. Several years later, at a certain time and place, someone may have a mental connection for a moment.

2. Poems describing sound

1 Bai Juyi: Pipa Play

The big strings are noisy like the rain, and the small strings are like whispers.

Noisy and jumbled bullets, big and small beads falling onto the jade plate.

The orioles in Guan Guan are talking at the bottom of the flowers, and the water from the quiet spring is flowing down the beach.

The water spring is cold and astringent, the strings are condensed, and the condensation will never pass, and the sound gradually stops.

Don’t be sad and resentful. Silence is better than sound at this time.

The silver bottle bursts into water, and the cavalry stands out with swords and guns.

At the end of the song, the plucked strings are carefully drawn, and the four strings sound like cracking silk.

2 Lu Xun's poem "Gift to People" (Part 2): "The Qin girl is tending the jade instrument, and Liang Chen is dancing enthusiastically in the gentle night wind, and the sound of the strings is sharp and sharp, but there is a sound of flying stars. ”

3 Guzheng Poems

The crickets couldn’t stop singing in the cold last night.

It’s been the third update since I was shocked to return to my dream of thousands of miles.

Get up and walk around the steps alone.

The people are quiet, and the moon is bright outside the curtain.

A white head is a sign of fame.

Old mountains and old pines and bamboos hinder the return journey.

I want to express my thoughts to Yao Qin.

I have few close friends, who will listen when my string is broken?

Yue Fei's "Little Heavy Mountain"

Ming Zheng with golden chestnut pillars,

In front of the jade house with plain hands ,

In order to win Zhou Lang's attention,

he often plays the string by mistake.

Li Duan's "Listening to the Zheng"

Playing the Zheng under the north window,

The sound of the clear sound is sad at night.

A high-pitched string is easy to break,

A sad heart is unruly.

Xiao Gang's "Playing the Zheng"

Playing the Divine Comedy upstairs in multiple scenes,

I want to break the mourning string again and again.

Concubine Jiang went out to listen to the mist and rain,

The white waves turned over and moved the floating jade.

Call my Shuangfeng Cao,

Send him as the Three Gorges Orphan.

I will sing a fragrant spring tune with you,

Woodpeckers will fly to the frost trees.

Su Shi's "Playing the Zheng in Ganlu Temple"

The Qin Zheng spits out its unique tunes,

The jade pillars sing the clear music,

The strings are high. When the sound breaks,

the sound continues with the wonderful fingers.

Just hearing the sound echoing in the beams,

I would rather know that the face is like jade.

Shen Yue's "Zheng"

The beautiful woman is enjoying the daylight at the window,

The strings will play the zither in sign language.

The spring breeze blows off the king's ears,

This song is "Ascension to Heaven".

Li Bai's "Spring Journey"

If you live upright and have no thoughts, then Qin Zheng will relapse.

"Listening to the Zheng" by Zhang Jiuling

The bright moon shines in ancient times, and the jade zheng is played by opening the curtain.

Chang Jian's "Playing the Zheng at Night in a High-rise Building"

The precious zither is peeled off and covered with dust, and the brocade tent can be seen disappearing and the painted candles are dim.

Liao Rong's "The Prostitute Retires from the Palace"

The clear zither is lingering, and the green clouds hang down.

Li Bai's "Viewing the Prostitutes at the South Pavilion of Handan"

Where mourning kites are kept in a hurry, cherry blossoms are always hanging on the alleys and poplar cliffs.

Li Shangyin's "Four Untitled Poems"

There are still tinsel and kites following the curtain, but it is too late to turn them over after seeing them.

Lu Lun's "Zheng Song after Yao Meiren was gifted at the banquet"

The woman's zither is in danger, and her armor is cold and she misses her husband's zither.

Li Shangyin's "Fifty Rhymes of Sending General Qianniu to Que"

Qi Se plays Eastern chants, and Qin Xian plays Western accents.

Li Bai's "Ancient Style" No. 54

The breeze is full under Wansong Pavilion, and the sound of Qin's music is heard at this moment.

Liu Yuxi's "Injuring Qin Mei Xing"

The silver zheng has been played diligently for a long time, but I am timid and can't bear to return to the empty room.

Yuya "Autumn Night"

Bai Juyi has nearly 20 poems mentioning the zheng. In the poem "Zheng", he describes the exquisite performance of a female zheng player: "Cloud bun The green is floating, the flowers are beautiful and red, the eyes are full of autumn water, and the fingers are peeling spring onions." In "Zheng", Zhang Kou has two sentences: "The night wind produces blue pillars, and the spring water swallows red strings." The characteristics of the guzheng's timbre are like water. Moreover, Li Duan wrote the story of the Three Kingdoms in "Listening to the Zheng": "The zither is played with golden chestnut pillars, in front of the jade house with plain hands. I want to wait for Zhou Lang to pay attention, but I often mistakenly play the string." In the poem, Zhou Yu's proficiency in melodies is presented to people. In front of you.

The bright moon shines on people, and the jade is played by opening the curtain.

The mountains are high and the apes are anxious, but the sky is quiet and the geese are singing.

The song is not yet finished, and the east peak glows half a lifetime.

Ming the zither and golden millet pillars, in front of the jade house with plain hands.

In order to win Zhou Lang's attention, he always mistakenly plays the string.

Pull the strings and push the pillars to listen to the Qin Zheng, and you will hear the infinite sorrow and resentment of the Qin people.

It is like following the spring breeze to know the state of willows, like following the singing of birds to know the mood of flowers.

Playing the zither makes a great sound, and the new sound is wonderful and enchanting.

In the bright moon with purple sleeves and red strings,

I feel dark and humble when I play.

Xian Ning refers to the place where the swallowing sound stops,

There is a thousand layers of deep affection.

The setting sun illuminates the banner, and the horse sings in the wind (Du Fu later left the fortress)

The big strings are as noisy as the pelting rain, and the small strings are as loud as whispers. Bai Juyi's "Pipa Play"

The noisy and mixed bullets, big and small beads fell onto the jade plate. Bai Juyi's "Pipa Play"

3. Poems describing the beautiful voices of women

1. "The Jade Girl Dances in Colorful Clothes" Tang Dynasty: Li Taixuan

Original text:

The dance disperses and recovers with the wind, and the singing sounds like a chime but still have a quiet rhyme.

Thousands of visits to the place where the lyrics are written, the delicate eyes are like waves flowing into the temples.

Translation: The woman's dancing posture spreads and closes with the wind, her graceful figure dances gracefully, and her singing voice is as sonorous and powerful as a musical instrument, rhythmic and melodious. She danced gracefully and conveyed her emotions with her eyes. The pair of charming eyes between her hair and temples were as clear as water waves and made people fascinated.

2. "Ode to the Goddess of Luo" Han Dynasty: Cao Zhi

Original text:

Move your red lips and speak in Xu Yan, presenting the outline of the handover.

Hate people and gods for their unique ways, and resent those who are in their prime.

Translation: Luo Shen turned Bai Jie's neck, looked back at her delicate brows, opened her red lips slightly, and slowly stated the outline of the exchange. I just resent that humans and gods are different, and although they are both in their prime, they cannot get what they want.

3. "Giving Flowers to the Queen" Tang Dynasty: Du Fu

Original text:

Jincheng silk pipes are flowing day by day, half into the river wind and half into the clouds.

This song should only exist in heaven, and can only be heard several times in the human world.

Translation: The music in Jinguan City is soft and melodious, half of it drifts away with the river wind, and half of it floats into the clouds. Such music should only exist in heaven, how can you hear it so many times in the human world?

4. "Drinking and Playing with Prime Minister Zheng and the Singing Girl" Tang Dynasty: Li Qunyu

Original text:

Six paintings of the Xiangjiang River with skirts trailing, and temples towering Wushan section of the cloud.

The style should only exist in heaven, but the singing is not suitable for the world.

Translation: Look at the singer's silky skirt as if it is dragging six pictures of the beautiful water of the Xiangjiang River, and her towering bun is like gently holding a section of Wushan smoke and clouds. Her graceful grace should only appear in heaven, and how could her beautiful singing voice be heard on earth.

5. "Die Lian Hua·The Yue Girl Collects Lotus by the Autumn River" Song Dynasty: Ouyang Xiu

Original text:

The Yue Girl Collects Lotus by the Autumn River. The sleeves are narrow and light, revealing the double gold necklace.

Picking flowers in the shadow looks like the face. There is only a trace of turmoil in the heart.

The wind and waves are late at the beach of Yichi. The fog is heavy and the smoke is light, and I don’t see the company I came with when I came.

The faint sound of singing returns to the distance. The sorrow of separation leads to the south bank of the Yangtze River.

Translation: By the clear autumn water, a beautiful girl from the south of the Yangtze River is picking lotus. The light sleeves and the golden bracelets on her jade wrists outline her graceful figure and graceful figure. Her beautiful face was reflected in the water, competing with the beauty of the lotus. Her delicate hands picked the fragrant lotus root, but the strands of the lotus root were unexpectedly strands, which aroused her lingering emotions.

In the blink of an eye, it was night, the wind was blowing, and the dew was falling. The girl who was immersed in her reverie suddenly came back to her senses, but she saw only a frivolous evening smoke, and her companions who came with her were missing. At this time, a faint singing sound came from the distance, and the singing sound was heard getting farther and farther away, and the lingering sound lingered on the bank of the south of the Yangtze River, seeming to shed the sorrow of separation all the way.

4. Poems describing pleasant sounds

Among the ancient Chinese poems, the following three poems are "copying the sounds to the text"

Han Yu's "Listening to Master Ying Playing the Qin", Bai Juyi's "Pipa Xing" and Li He's "Li Ping Konghou Yin"

Original text: Listening to Master Ying Playing the Qin

Children and women talk affectionately, and you share your grudges and grudges.

Suddenly the situation became tense and the warriors went to the enemy's field.

Floating clouds and catkins have no roots,

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 are too high to climb,

If you lose ground, you will plummet.

I have two ears, but I don’t know how to listen to silk bamboo.

After hearing Master Ying play, he got up and sat aside.

Pushing the hand to stop suddenly, wet clothes and tears.

You are so sincere and capable, you can’t put ice in my intestines!

Original text: Li Ping's Konghou Yin

Wu Si, Shutong and Zhang Gaoqiu, the empty mountain is condensed and the clouds are not flowing.

Jiang E cries about Zhu Su’s female sorrow, and Li Ping plays the Chinese harp.

The broken jade in Kunshan screams as a phoenix, the hibiscus weeps and the fragrant orchid smiles.

Cold light melts in front of the twelve doors, and twenty-three silk threads move the purple emperor.

Where Nuwa refines stones to mend the sky, the stones break the sky and amaze the autumn rain.

I dreamed of entering the sacred mountain to teach the goddess, and the old fish danced the thin dragon dance.

Wu Zhi sleeplessly leans against the osmanthus tree, flying wet and cold rabbits sideways with bare feet.

Original text; Pipa Xing

The big strings are noisy like the rain, and the small strings are like whispers.

Noisy and jumbled bullets, big and small beads falling onto the jade plate.

The orioles in Guan Guan are talking about the slippery bottom of the flower, and it is difficult to go under the ice of Youyan Spring.

The ice spring is cold and the strings are condensed, and the condensation will never pass the sound for a while.

Don’t be sad and resentful. Silence is better than sound at this time.

The silver bottle breaks and water slurries burst out; the cavalry protrudes and screams with swords and guns.

At the end of the song, the plucked strings are carefully drawn, and the four strings sound like cracking silk.

5. What are the sentences that describe the sound that sounds good?

1. The lingering sound lingers for three days. ——From "Liezi·Tangwen": "In the past, when Han E was in Qi in the east, he was short of food. When he passed Yongmen, he sang songs about fake food. After he left, the lingering sound lingered around the beams and rafters for three days without stopping."

2. Man has two ears, one hears the voice of God and the other hears the voice of the devil. ——From Hugo's "Les Misérables"

3. This song should only be heard in heaven, and is rarely heard in the world. ——From Du Fu's "Giving Flowers to the Queen"

4. I can't hear the sound of the rainbow appearing; I can't hear the sound of the sun setting; I can't hear the sound of flowers blooming and snow falling; I can't hear the sound of the wind and grass moving. I can't hear; I can't hear the sound of wild wolves, the gunshots of hunters, or the cries of angels. I only hear loneliness, running back and forth in the grass. ——From Jimmy's "Listen to Jimmy Singing"

5. The sounds you hear are beautiful, but the sounds you can't hear are even more beautiful. ——From "Ode on a Grecian Urn" by John Keats

6. Quietness is the shengxiao of parting, the summer insects are also silent for me, silence is tonight's Cambridge. ——From "Farewell Cambridge" by Xu Zhimo

7. The big strings are as noisy as the rain, and the small strings are as keen as whispers. The bullets are noisy and mixed, and big and small beads fall on the jade plate.

——From Bai Juyi's "Pipa Xing"

8. The apes on both sides of the strait can't stop crying, and the boat has passed the Ten Thousand Mountains. ——From Li Bai's "Early Departure from Baidi City"

9. The endless falling trees rustled under the sky, and the endless Yangtze River rolled in. ——From Du Fu's "Ascend the High"

10. Under the Ten Thousand Pine Pavilion, the breeze is full, and the sound of Qin's music can be heard at this time. ——From Liu Yuxi's "Injuring Qin Mei Xing"

11. On the seventh day of June, the cicadas begin to sing. In the deep leaves of heather, there are two or three sounds in the dusk. ——From Bai Juyi's "Morning Cicada"

12. The sound of chickens came up to the forest at dawn in spring, and a startling cry fell to the toad palace. The second call breaks the dream on the pillow, and the third call breaks the smoke and the sea is red.

——From Chen Tao's "Crowing Song"

13. Shutong wood is solid in nature, and the sound of Chu silk is clear. Play slowly and slowly, dozens of times late at night. ——From Bai Juyi's "Ye Qin"

14. The chirping sound penetrates deep into the trees and enters the isolated city. ——From Huangfu Ran's "The Sad Monkey on the Ying Road"

15. The soft rain has stopped, and the oak leaves are turning over. ——From "Listening to the Qin" by Meng Jiao