I couldn't stop singing last night.
It's already midnight.
Stand up and walk around the steps alone.
When people are quiet, the moon is bright outside the curtain.
Whitehead is fame.
Old mountain pine and bamboo are old, which hinders the return journey.
I want to talk to Yao Qin.
There are few confidants, who will listen to the broken string?
Xiao Zhongshan of Yue Fei
Zheng mingzhu,
Shining on the golden harp,
In order to attract Zhou Yu's keen eyes,
She sometimes touches the wrong note.
Li Duan listened to zheng.
Under the north window of Guqin,
The night sounds clear and sad.
High chords break easily,
A broken heart cannot bend the road.
Xiaogang is playing guzheng.
There is a divine comedy upstairs,
I want to break my string and urge it again and again.
Jiang Fei listened to the fog and rain,
White waves are flying, and jade is floating.
Call me double phoenix trough,
Give it to orphans in the Three Gorges.
Playing Fang Chundiao with Jun,
Pick up firewood and frost branches.
Su Shi's Guzheng
Qin Zheng speaks out of tune,
Yuzhu sings Qingqu,
The string is high and broken,
The sound continues with the beautiful fingers.
I heard voices around the beam,
Know Yan Ruyu better.
2. Guzheng Poetry: Listening to the night zither
-Bai Juyi
Jiangzhou went to listen to Zheng night, but the white-haired freshmen didn't want to listen.
It's the first snow, so you can play until dawn.
High-rise buildings beat Zheng at night
-Chang Jian
This tall building is over 100 feet, reaching the height of the river.
The bright moon shines on people, and the curtain opens to play jade Zheng.
The mountain is high and the ape is in a hurry, and the sky is quiet and the geese are singing.
The curvature is still unfinished, and the east wind and summer are half-dead.
On hearing her play the harp
-Li Duan
Jin Su's guzheng makes a beautiful sound, and the beauty of guzheng sits in front of the jade house.
Trying to please Zhou Lang as much as possible, you see she deliberately dialed the wrong string.
On hearing her play the harp
-Liu
The string urges the column to listen, and the sorrow and resentment of the Qin people are infinite.
It's like chasing the spring breeze to know Liuzhou, just like knowing flowers with birds.
Who cares if the lights and shadows stay up all night, and the empty building misses the moon?
More into a few heavy parting hate, Jiangnan Qilu Luoyang City.
a surname
-Li Qiao
Meng's repertoire is set, and you Chumiao bounces off.
Send a new song in the account, with a clear voice.
Cymbals are matched with six methods, and columns are matched with three talents.
Don't listen to the western qin dynasty, Zheng Zheng has left.
3. A poem describing the beauty of the guzheng, Lu Xun has a poem "A Gift" (the second poem): "Qin Nvrong Yuqin, Liang Chen warms the night wind, suddenly the ice strings are ringing, but the stars are rushing."
3 guzheng poems
I couldn't stop singing last night.
It's already midnight.
Stand up and walk around the steps alone.
When people are quiet, the moon is bright outside the curtain.
Whitehead is fame.
Old mountain pine and bamboo are old, which hinders the return journey.
I want to talk to Yao Qin.
There are few confidants, who will listen to the broken string?
Xiao Zhongshan of Yue Fei
Zheng mingzhu,
Shining on the golden harp,
In order to attract Zhou Yu's keen eyes,
She sometimes touches the wrong note.
Li Duan listened to zheng.
Under the north window of Guqin,
The night sounds clear and sad.
High chords break easily,
A broken heart cannot bend the road.
Xiaogang is playing guzheng.
There is a divine comedy upstairs,
I want to break my string and urge it again and again.
Jiang Fei listened to the fog and rain,
White waves are flying, and jade is floating.
Call me double phoenix trough,
Give it to orphans in the Three Gorges.
Playing Fang Chundiao with Jun,
Pick up firewood and frost branches.
Su Shi's Guzheng
Qin Zheng speaks out of tune,
Yuzhu sings Qingqu,
The string is high and broken,
The sound continues with the beautiful fingers.
I heard voices around the beam,
Know Yan Ruyu better.
Shen Yue's Ode to Zheng
Beauty is the window of sunshine,
String players play the Zheng in sign language.
The spring breeze blew off the king's ears,
This song is Ascension to Heaven.
Li Bai's Spring Journey
When you are in a remote place, Qin Zheng will reappear.
Zhang Jiuling listened to Zheng.
The bright moon shines on people in ancient times, and the curtain opens to play jade Zheng.
Chang Jian's "Playing the Zheng at Night in Tall Buildings"
Bao Zheng's cymbals are overcast and dusty, and Zhang Jin draws still.
Liao Rong's "Quit the Palace Prostitute"
Why Zheng Qing lingered and Lv Yun was hanged?
Li Bai is visiting prostitutes in Nanting, Handan.
Where to mourn Zheng, follow the urgent principle, cherry blossoms hang down Yongxiang Yangya.
Four Untitled Poems by Li Shangyin
There are still cymbals and kites behind the curtain. It's too late to see them. I don't know.
Zheng Song, a Yao Beauty after the Banquet by Lu Lun.
When a woman is in trouble, her heart is cold.
Fifty Poems of Li Shangyin's "Send the General to Que"
Guzheng plays oriental music, and Qin Xian plays western music.
Li Bai's "Antique" 54
It's breezy in Wansongting, so listen to a piano.
Liu Yuxi's "Hurt Qin Sisters"
The long night is full of affectionate silver, guarding the empty room with fear and jealousy, and can't bear to sleep.
Elegant autumn nocturne
4. Sentences describing the woman who plays the guzheng. Women's tolerance for Yuqin in Qin Dynasty. Chen Liang is passionate about the night wind. The sudden sound of the ice string is absolutely unique, but what he sees is the sound of the stars. "
Bao Zheng's cymbals are overcast and dusty, and Zhang Jin draws still.
Liao Rong's "Quit the Palace Prostitute"
When a woman is in trouble, her heart is cold.
Fifty Poems of Li Shangyin's "Send the General to Que"
Tang Zheng yuanzhen
Mochow had a crush on Wang Chang and complained about the partition every night.
The fire phoenix can't be burned, and the spring warbler can't keep company for a long time.
Shake the swallow quickly, and slowly get rid of the little girl by the lyrics.
Hate each other like a new wife and waste energy on him.
Extension:
Guzheng, also known as Han Zheng, Qin Zheng, Yao Zheng and Luan Zheng, is a traditional musical instrument of Han nationality and belongs to plucked musical instruments. It is one of the important national musical instruments unique to China. It has beautiful timbre, wide range, rich playing skills and strong expressive force, so it is deeply loved by the broad masses of the people. Now there are also small guzheng, portable guzheng, mini guzheng, semi-guzheng, new guzheng and twelve-tone guzheng. Guzheng is an ancient national musical instrument, which was born and raised in this fertile yellow land with the long culture of China. It is a plucked musical instrument, and its structure consists of a panel, a wild goose column (also called Zheng code in some areas), strings, a front Yueshan, a string nail, a tuning box, a piano foot, a back Yueshan, a side plate, a sound outlet, a bottom plate and a string piercing hole.
The appearance of the guzheng is a rectangular wooden sound box, and the string frame "Zheng column" (that is, wild goose column) can move freely, and five sounds are arranged in one string. At first, there were the most 25-string zithers (Zheng was divided into Zheng), and there were 13 strings in Tang and Song Dynasties, and then it increased to 16, 18 and 2 1 string. At present, the most commonly used specification is 2 1 string; Generally, the models of guzheng are preceded by S 163-2 1, where S stands for the S-shaped Moon Mountain, which is Wang Xunzhi and Miao Jinlin * * *, 163 stands for the length of guzheng, and 2 1 stands for the number of strings of guzheng.
5. A poem describing the beauty of the guzheng, Lu Xun has a poem "A Gift" (the second poem): "Qin Nvrong Yuqin, Liang Chen warm the night wind, suddenly the ice strings are ringing, but the stars are rushing."
Guzheng poems were sung nonstop last night. It's already midnight.
Stand up and walk around the steps alone. When people are quiet, the moon is bright outside the curtain.
Whitehead is fame. Old mountain pine and bamboo are old, which hinders the return journey.
I want to talk to Yao Qin. She listened to Yue Fei's Xiao Zhongshan and played Zheng Jin's Julie, shining on the golden harp. In order to attract Zhou Yu's keen eyes, she touched a wrong note from time to time.
Li Duan's Listen to the Zheng plays the Zheng under the north window, and the night sounds clear and sad. A high chord is easy to break, but a broken heart is hard to bend.
Xiao Gang's "Playing the Zheng" performed the Divine Comedy in many scenes upstairs, trying to break the string and urge again and again. Jiang Fei listened to the fog and rain, and the white waves tossed and turned.
Call me Shuangfengcao as an orphan of the Three Gorges. Ensemble in pure tune, pecking at wood and flying frost trees.
Su Shi's "Zheng in the Qin" issued a unique tune, and Yuzhu sang a clear song, with a high chord and a broken tone, and the sound continued with the wonderful finger. Yan Ruyu's better understanding is to listen to the sound.
Shen Yue's Song of Zheng is a beautiful woman who plays the guzheng in sign language during the day. The spring breeze blew down the king's ears, and this song is Ascension to Heaven.
Li Bai's "Spring Tour" ended in no mood, so Qin Zheng reappeared. Zhang Jiuling's "Listen to the Zheng" shows the bright moon and opens the curtain to play the jade Zheng.
Chang Jian's "High-rise Night Playing Zheng" is a treasure Zheng, covered with yin dust, and the brocade account is like a candle. Liao Rong's "Quit the Maid-in-waiting", the piano is clear and haunting, and the music is Lv Yun's.
Li Bai's "Looking at Prostitutes in the South Pavilion of Handan" laments the urgency of the piano, and the cherry blossoms hang down the cliff. Li Shangyin's Untitled Four Songs was accompanied by a cymbal, so it was too late to read it.
Lu Lun's "Zheng Qu Fu Yao Beauty after Banquet" is in danger, and a woman misses her husband's Zheng. Li Shangyin's "Fifty Rhymes to Send a Thousand Cows to Que" plays the eastern music with seven colors and the western music with Qin Xian.
Li Bai's 540 thousand pine pavilion is full of breeze, so listen to the sound of Qin at this time. Liu Yuxi's "Hurt Qin Meixing" Yin Zheng is diligent all night, afraid of leaving the room and can't bear to return.
Elegant autumn nocturne.
6. Bai Juyi, a poem describing the guzheng: pipa.
Big strings hum like rain, and small strings whisper like secrets.
Humming, whispering-and then mixing together, like pouring large and small pearls into a plate of jade.
Guan Yingying's ass was slippery when she spoke, and we heard a stream sobbing painfully on the beach.
By checking its cold touch, this string seems to be broken, as if it can't pass; And notes, fade away.
The depth of sadness and the hiding of sadness are more told in silence than in voice.
A silver vase suddenly burst, pouring out a stream of water, jumping out of the conflict and blow between armored horses and weapons.
Before she put down the pick, her stroke was over, and all four strings made a sound, just like tearing silk.
Zheng Song by Yang Weizhen
Broken rainbow falls to Pingshan, and the slanting geese are safe.
Nail bells and double Kiriko, mixed with thousands of beads.
Worrying dragons cry jade sea, carved in swallows at night.
You should only be in summer, and you should serve the king again.
Don/Li Duan: Listen to the Zheng.
Qin Zheng spit out the melody, and Yu Zhu sang the melody.
The string is broken by high, and the sound continues with the wonderful finger.
Yan Ruyu's better understanding is to listen to the sound.