1. Modern verses about praising singing voices

Modern verses about praising singing voices 1. What are some verses about praising singing voices?

1. "Li Ping Konghou" "Introduction"

Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Li He

Wu Si, Shutong and Zhang Gaoqiu, the empty mountains are condensed with clouds that are not flowing.

Jiang E cries about the sorrow of women in bamboo, while Li Ping plays the Chinese harp.

The broken jade in Kunshan screams as a phoenix, and 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.

2. "Hearing the Flute in Luo City on a Spring Night"

Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Li Bai

Whose jade flute is flying quietly, spreading into the spring breeze all over Luo city.

Hearing the broken willows in this nocturne, no one can forget the love of his hometown.

3. "The Rise of the Qin on the River"

Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Chang Jian

When the jade qin is played on the river, one string clears the heart.

The seven strings are clear and cool, and the trees are clear and dark.

It can make the moon in the river white and the water in the river deep.

I just realized that sycamore branches can symbolize gold

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

Era: Tang Author: Li Bai

Sitting under the bright moon at leisure, a quiet man plays the plain harp.

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 bell has disappeared for a long time, and there is no sound in the world.

5. "Song of Zheng Nu Playing the Zheng"

Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Gu Kuang

Zheng Nu was able to play the kite at the age of eight, and the spring breeze blew the sound from the sky. . One sound of Yongmen bursts into tears, two sounds of a red carp reveals its mane, and three sounds of a white ape stretches its arms and cheeks. When Zheng Nu went out to visit her father-in-law, the fallen flowers caused the silk threads to break. The high-rise building does not hide the sound of Xu, and it is shameful to kill the yellow oriole with a hundred tongues.

6. "Pipa Tour"

Era: Tang Author: Bai Juyi

The Xunyang River saw off guests on the first night, and the maple leaves and flowers were rustling in autumn.

The master dismounted and the passengers were on the boat. He wanted to drink wine without orchestra.

When we are too drunk, we will say goodbye miserably. When we say goodbye, the vast river is soaked in the moon.

Suddenly I heard the sound of pipa playing on the water, and the host forgot to return home.

Looking for the sound, I secretly asked who was playing the pipa. The sound of the pipa stopped and I was late to speak.

Move the boat closer to invite each other, add wine, turn back the lights, and resume the banquet.

After being called out for a long time, he came out, still holding the pipa and half covering his face.

The three or two sounds of the strings being plucked by the rotating shaft, there is emotion before the tune is formed.

The strings muffle the sounds and thoughts, as if complaining of failure in life.

The formalities of the letter were continued with a low eyebrow, saying all the things in one's heart.

Lightly gathered, slowly rolled, wiped and then picked again, at first it was a colorful dress and then it was six pieces.

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 the Guan Dynasty are whispering to the flowers, and the spring water is flowing down the beach.

The water spring is so cold that the strings are condensed, and the condensation will never pass through the sound.

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.

The boats in the east and west were silent, except for the white autumn moon in the middle of the river.

While chanting and plucking the strings, I straighten my clothes and attract guests.

She said she was originally a girl from the capital city, and her family lived under the Xia Toad Mausoleum.

On the 13th, he learned the pipa successfully and became the first member of the teaching group.

Qu Ba often teaches talented people how to dress up and make up so that Qiu Niang is jealous of her.

The young people in Wuling are struggling with their heads, and they can’t count the number of red silk songs.

The head of the tin is shattered by the grate, and the bloody skirt is stained by wine.

This year’s laughter will return to next year’s, and the autumn moon and spring breeze will pass easily.

My younger brother joined the army and my aunt died, so I went to see you in the morning.

There are few cars and horses in front of the door, and the boss is married to a businessman.

Businessmen value profits over separation. The month before last, they went to Fuliang to buy tea.

I kept the boat empty at the mouth of the river, and the moon was shining brightly around the boat, and the water in the river was cold.

Late at night, I suddenly dreamed about my youth. I cried and cried, and my eyes were red with tears.

I sighed when I heard the pipa playing, and sighed again when I heard the words.

We are both fallen people at the end of the world, so why should we have known each other before meeting.

I resigned from the Imperial Capital last year and was relegated to Xunyang City where I was sick.

There is no music in the remote place of Xunyang, and the sound of silk and bamboo is not heard all year round.

I live near the Huanjiang River, where the land is low and humid, and the Huanglu Bamboo Bamboo grows around my house.

In the meantime, I heard something at dawn and dusk: the cuckoo crows and the blood ape mourns.

On a spring river with flowers and an autumn moonlit night, I often drink wine alone.

Are there no folk songs and village flutes? It's hard to listen to the vomiting and muttering.

Tonight I hear your pipa music, and my ears suddenly become clear as if I were listening to fairy music.

Mo Cigeng sat down to play a piece of music and translated it into a pipa line for you.

I feel like I have been saying this for a long time, but sitting down makes the strings turn sharply.

The sound is not as sad as the forward sound, and everyone in the house is crying after hearing it again.

Who cried the most in the audience? Jiangzhou Sima’s green shirt was wet.

2. Verses about singing

(1) Li Bai was about to go on a boat when he suddenly heard the sound of singing on the shore.

(2) My dancing shadows were messy , I sing to the moon wandering around.

(3) Dance low in the willow tower to the moon, sing to the wind under the peach blossom fan.

(4) Idlely knock jade hairpins into bamboos, and sing in the clear A song, the moon is like frost.

(5) The warriors are half dead in front of the formation, and the beauties are still singing and dancing in front of the army.

(6) The shepherd boy rides the ox, and the singing shakes the forest.

(7) The willows are green and the Qingjiang River is level, and I can hear the sound of people stepping on the Langjiang River.

(8) (The whole poem is about singing) There is a tall building in the northwest, and the top is even with the floating clouds. There are sparse and beautiful windows. There is singing on the third level of the pavilion. How sad is the sound! Who can make this song? Wu is the wife of Qi Liang. The Qing Dynasty business is blowing with the wind, and the middle tune is wandering. I sigh again and again, generous and sad. I don't care about the singer's suffering, but the sad voice is rare. I am willing to be a pair of swans, soar high and fly high.

(9) The silk pipes in Jincheng are flowing day by day, half into the river wind and half into the clouds. This song should only exist in the sky, and can be heard a few times in the world. (I can barely count it as a song writer, originally he wrote music.)

(10) I am a madman from Chu, and the song of the phoenix laughs at Confucius.

3. Verses describing the sound of singing

1. The window of Amu Qi in Yaochi is open, The singing of Huang Bamboo moves the earth to mourn.

"Yaochi" Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin

The window of Amu Qi in Yaochi opened, and the singing of yellow bamboo moved the earth in mourning.

The eight horses traveled thirty thousand miles in a day. Why would King Mu not do it again?

Interpretation:

The Queen Mother of the West opened the window on the Yaochi; she could only hear the sad voice of Huang Zhuge. The eight-horse chariot travels 30,000 miles a day; why did King Mu of Zhou break the contract and stop coming?

2. The singing is bitter, the words are also bitter, four young gentlemen listen to it.

"Dan Ge Xing" Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi

The sun is like fire, traveling thousands of miles upward. It goes out as day and enters into night, turning round like a pearl and unable to stay.

I can’t live here, but I can do nothing. Let me drink and sing short songs for you. The song is bitter, the words are bitter too, four young men listen to it.

Tonight is not over yet, tomorrow evening will remind you, and the autumn wind will return to the spring breeze. When a person has no roots, he does not stand still, and his beautiful face fades away in the daytime.

I urge you to smile, and I urge you to have a drink. There is no joy in life, for youth and old age come in a moment.

Definition:

The color of the rising sun is like fire, and it only takes a moment to rise a thousand miles. When the sun rises, it is day; when it sinks, it is night. The round sun moves continuously like a spinning bead. The unstoppable sun, what can I do to you? I had no choice but to raise my glass and sing a short song. The songs are sad and the words are also sad. Young people here, please listen.

Today is not over yet and tomorrow is coming soon. Autumn has just passed and spring has come again. Life is wandering and time flies, and beautiful faces always fade away as quickly as time. I advise you to force yourself to smile, and I advise you to force yourself to have a drink. There is no long-lasting happiness in a person's life. Youth always passes quickly, and old age comes quickly.

3. Tears wet the turban and the dream cannot come true, singing in the front hall late at night.

"Poems for the Harem" Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi

Tears wet the turban, and the dream cannot come true, and the sound of singing is heard in the front hall late at night.

The beauty is cut off before she gets old, and she sits leaning against the fumigation cage till dawn.

Definition:

Luo Jin was soaked with tears and could not fall asleep. Good dreams were hard to come by. Late at night, I heard the sound of singing to the beat coming from the front hall. The beauty has lost the favor of the king before she grows old, and she sits leaning against the incense cage until dawn.

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

"Butterfly Love Flower·Yue Girl Picking Lotus by the Autumn River" Song Dynasty: Ouyang Xiu

Yue Girl Picking Lotus by the Autumn River. The sleeves are narrow and light, revealing the double gold necklace. Picking flowers in the shadow looks like a 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 singing sound returns far away. The sorrow of separation leads to the south bank of the Yangtze River.

Definition:

By the clear autumn water, a beautiful girl from the south of the Yangtze River is picking lotus. The light sleeves and the gold 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 became farther and farther away. The lingering sound lingered on the bank of the south of the Yangtze River, seeming to shed the sorrow of separation all the way.

5. There are plum blossoms hanging on the wall, berries and moss all over the ground, and the singing is beautiful in several places in the brothel.

"Treading on the Shasha" Song Dynasty: Ouyang Xiu

The scenery is rainy and spring equinox, and thousands of flowers are blooming. Liang Xinyan is painted with a pair of swallows, and a parrot in a jade cage sleeps alone and sad.

There are plum blossoms hanging on the wall, berries and moss all over the ground, and there are beautiful singing voices in several places in the brothel. Suddenly, old things came to mind, and I was speechless and frowned at the green mountains.

Definition:

After the spring rain, the sky clears up, and the weather at the vernal equinox is beautiful. The flowers are in full bloom, colorful and colorful. On the painted beam, the swallows that had just returned were seen coming in and out of pairs. The parrot in the jade cage is worried about sleeping alone.

Lily and vanilla climbed up the wall, berry moss covered the ground, and clear singing came intermittently from the brothel in the distance. Thinking of the past, he couldn't help but remain silent, his brows furrowed, and his eyebrows turned green.

4. Sentences praising the beautiful singing voice

1. You are the most charming in my eyes, and your songs are the most beautiful in my ears.

2. Your singing voice is so sweet and melodious that it makes people praise you and makes my heart surge! This sound can only be heard in the sky, and it is rare to hear it only a few times in life

3. It lingered around the beam for three days, and the lingering sound was endless!

4. At the dock of love, I burn my boat. I am afraid that you will miss it due to your negligence in the dark of night, so I wait with burning heart.

5. Beautiful singing slowly echoed in the church.

6. Play your favorite songs in your ears at the same time. Sometimes the singing is melodious and moving, like the gurgling water in a mountain stream; sometimes the singing is passionate, like the rolling waves of the sea; sometimes the singing is melancholy and sad, like Lin Daiyu looking at the moon and crying when looking at the flowers.

7. The singing is very long, so it can be heard very far. People have already heard the singing before they see it; or people have turned around the top of the mountain and are out of sight, but the singing is still lingering and lingering.

8. The singing that I heard at this time was filled with the fragrance of rice and wheat and the smell of earth. When I heard the singing, I felt like I was tasting the farmer’s new rice and home-brewed grain wine. I listened intently. The singing floated, the moving melody turned into gorgeous sunsets, and the cheerful notes turned into little birds, flying into the distance, and then flying back to perch in my heart.

9. Singing often brings pictures to one's mind, and one's own emotions will be affected by the lyrics or music. Every note and every sound of the song will relax one's mind. , active, own body beating, resting, own emotions crying, laughing.

10. In an instant, my heart rose and fell with the singing. The song seemed to vibrate with my heart, making me experience an emotion I had never experienced before.

5. Sentences to praise singing

1. Play your favorite song in your ears at the same time. Sometimes the singing is melodious and moving, like the gurgling water in a mountain stream; sometimes the singing is passionate, like the rolling waves of the sea; sometimes the singing is melancholy and sad, like Lin Daiyu looking at the moon and crying when looking at the flowers.

2. Open the Kuwo music box and enjoy the beautiful music one after another. The elegant tunes make me calm, the fast melody makes me spin, and the popular songs make me passionate. That high tune excites me.

3. The singing that I heard at this time was filled with the fragrance of rice and wheat and the smell of earth. When I heard the singing, I felt like I was tasting the farmer’s new rice and home-brewed grain wine. Sentences that describe the beauty of singing. I listened intently. The singing floated, the moving melody turned into gorgeous sunsets, and the cheerful notes turned into little birds, flying into the distance, and then flying back to perch in my heart.

4. Singing often brings pictures to one's mind, and one's own emotions will be affected by the lyrics or music. Every note and every sound of the song will relax one's mind. , active, own body beating, resting, own emotions crying, laughing.

5. In an instant, my heart rose and fell with the singing. The song seemed to vibrate with my heart, making me experience an emotion I had never experienced before.

6. The singing is very long, so it can be heard very far. People have already heard the singing before they see it; or people have turned around the top of the mountain and are out of sight, but the singing is still lingering and lingering.

7. A good song can often make people shed tears, be intoxicated, be passionate, and make people's blood boil. Sentences that describe the beauty of singing.

8. The singing is melodious and simple, like earnest teachings and eloquent conversations. It sings into people’s hearts and sings out from their hearts, filling the entire square. The sound waves hit the mountains, and the mountains reverberated; the sound waves crossed the Yanhe River, and the river performed accompaniment; they echoed back and forth several times, until they spread to distant places.

9. The female soldier’s voice was as crisp as a silver bell, and at the same time it seemed to contain a sadness of “sand, sand”. Just like the alternating playing of piccolo and saxophone in the woodwind band, it was always at a distance from the voices of about fifty people, and reached a perfect harmony with the surrounding moonlight and the mood of the officers and soldiers at that time. At the same time, the moonlight pours like nectar on the newly planted vegetable leaves and stems, adding a third of vitality to the rows of small vegetable fields that have just been given life. These are not enough. Listening carefully, I seem to hear a kind of contradiction hidden in the singing, including inspiration, sadness, nostalgia, regret, and fantasy.

10. Singing, like a gurgling trickle, cleanses your soul; singing, like a ray of brilliant sunshine, illuminates your heart; singing, like a gentle spring breeze, blows away the To relieve your sadness...

11. A long song, good wind, good dreams, good songs and good mood. Good songs are as bright as stars, but I don’t have the energy to appreciate them one by one, nor the ability to interpret them one by one. All I can say is that good is good, and if you encounter it, you will never let it go.

12. The three clear songs of "Chinese and Western Silk and Bamboo Harmony" in the Chinese and Western Music Song and Dance Conference last night really fascinated me. Like a late spring morning. The soft drizzle fell silently on my face, causing me to feel moist and relaxed. The fresh breeze blows my clothes, like a lover's breath blowing my hands. The aluminous stone corridor I built was as if it had been coated with a thin layer of cream after the drizzle; it became smoother and more lovely when I stepped on it.

13. The singing continues. The emotion in the chorus suddenly rises and is exaggerated, and Sun Nan's penetrating voice makes her cry. Blood is thicker than water, and love is as heavy as a mountain. The true blood of the Chinese nation flows slowly on the ruins of the earthquake——

14. The song floated from the other side of the river, like a breeze passing through my heart; The song floated from the countryside, rippling in the night sky of the city, and seemed particularly extraordinary; the song floated from memory, played back in my life, embellished my life, and ignited my hope.

15. The sound of music has a metallic texture, connecting the sound of clanging swords into a strange musical snowfield. That is the beauty of strength, the voice of the strong, the love between sons and daughters, and the heroism of heroes. The sound of music collided with the listener's soul, creating a strong resonance and interaction, like a flying butterfly flying in the snowfield, following the intoxicating music, dancing gracefully, and blending into the same snow scene...

16. Sometimes the singing is moving, like gurgling water, with a unique charm; sometimes it is poignant, like the sound of dewdrops on bamboo leaves, which is thought-provoking.

Sometimes it is as rich and profound as the long cry of an eagle when it spreads its wings, which is deafening; sometimes it is as gentle as a line of tears when deep feelings are blended, which touches the heart. () I sleep with it on my pillow every day, but I usually ignore its beauty.

17. The room was very quiet, so quiet that you could hear your own heartbeat. Although none of us understands music, we are all deeply affected by Li Guyi's singing. We were used to hearing her bright "The spring water on the border is clear and pure", but suddenly they heard her singing with her voice in her mouth. Everyone was surprised and pleasantly surprised.

18. The further the song goes, the more shocking it is to the soul. "It's your red lips that stick to everything about me, it's your thoughtfulness that makes me warm again, it's your tenderness that melts the ice and snow, it's your sweet words that change the season." That song tells the true love that is inseparable in the world, and sings the sweetest love in the world born in the snowy field. Look, happy love is crossing the colorful snowfield and coming to the world.

19. Sometimes it almost becomes a river of songs, an ocean of songs. The songs rise one after another, singing one after another, singing in chorus, and singing in turn, making it difficult for you to distinguish the beginning and the end, and you can’t touch it. margin. That’s called singing to your heart’s content!

20. This song, with its beautiful melody, colorful prelude and rich harmonies, suddenly captured my heart deeply.

6. Please express your praise for the singing voice

The singing voice is filled with waves of love. The waves of love will always nourish my heart.

That song is the call of my hometown.

Singing is my sweet memory. See songs: ancient songs

The songs are spread thousands of miles for you

The songs are the long-lost spring rain

The songs are the summer breeze drifting across the loess. See the songs: River

The singing voice is really gentle, like white clouds leaning on the mountain flat

The singing voice is really gentle

The singing voice is heartbreaking for you

The singing voice is so clear

Her singing voice seems to be the news of spring

It can make the flowers bloom with fragrance

The singing voice floats over the heartstrings to soothe the trauma

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The singing is like a warm current, like heat and light

The joyful singing is like the sun shining into my heart

It is even brighter and the enthusiasm makes my heart

Full of heat and light

Her singing is warm and beautiful

It will bring me many fantasies

7. What are the poems that describe singing

< p> 1. "Gift to Wang Lun" Year: Tang Dynasty Author: Li Bai

Li Bai was about to travel in a boat when he suddenly heard singing on the shore.

The water in Peach Blossom Pond is a thousand feet deep, not as deep as Wang Lun’s gift to me.

When Li Bai traveled to Taohuatan in Jing County, he often stayed at the home of villager Wang Lun. Before leaving, Wang Lun came to see him off, so Li Bai wrote this poem to say goodbye. This poem with obvious folk song flavor is natural, simple, fresh and smooth. The poet used the ordinary scenery in front of him as a metaphor to express Li Bai's deep affection for Wang Lun, an ordinary villager.

2. "Partridge Sky: Fighting Ducks in the South of the Pond and Never Returning at Night" Year: Song Dynasty Author: Yan Jidao

"Duckfighting in the South of the Pond Does Not Return at Night",

There are new poems on the wine fan.

The clouds turn with the singing of jasper,

The snow dances around the red qiong sleeves.

I remember those days when the ducks in Chinan would not return at night. After the banquet, poems were written on fine sand fans. Jasper's singing voice is soft and beautiful, and the white clouds follow the singing voice. The red Qiong whirls and dances thousands of times, and the dancing sleeves return, just like the white snow turning with it. Now when I think of those events, my clothes are wet with tears. People move east and west like running water, and it is difficult to see each other on opposite sides of the sky. Looking back, all I see is desolation. My heart doesn't know the spring breeze and autumn moon.

3. "Partridge Sky·Mei Rui's New Makeup with Gui Ye Mei" Year: Song Dynasty Author: Yan Jidao

Mei Rui's New Makeup with Gui Ye Mei,

Xiaolian's charm comes out of Yaochi.

The clouds turn with the singing of the green water,

The snow wraps around the red silk dancing sleeves.

4. "Die Lian Hua Yue Girl Collecting Lotus by the Autumn River" Era: Song Dynasty Author: Ouyang Xiu

Yue Girl Collecting Lotus by the Autumn River. The sleeves are narrow and light, revealing the double gold necklace. Picking flowers in the shadow looks like a 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 singing sound returns far away. The sorrow of separation leads to the south bank of the Yangtze River.

5. "Partridge Sky·Mei Rui's new makeup on osmanthus leaf eyebrows" Year: Song Dynasty Author: Yan Jidao

Mei Rui's new makeup on osmanthus leaf eyebrows. Xiaolian's charm comes out of Yaochi. The clouds turn with the singing of green water, and the snow wraps around the red gauze dancing sleeves. It's easy to say goodbye, but it's too late to say goodbye. It's a pity that there is no red brocade for cutting poems. Pedestrians should not forget about it, Hanzhu Star Bridge is still there.

What is the creative background of the song "In My Singing"?

"In My Singing" is a song composed by Qu Wanting in 2012. This song originated from a person she met during her return to China, who inspired her to create in China. It was a wonderful fate and opportunity to have a deeper understanding and perspective on music. After returning to Canada, Qu Wanting composed the song "In My Singing". The real intention of the song is to thank the many people in my life, thank them for their efforts and their good influence on me, and know how to cherish everything at the moment. The song has been signed by Qiyi.com as the theme song for Qiyi.com's first self-produced drama "Online Love", and is a MV starring Qu Wanting herself.