Poems about the flute moon

1. The poems related to flute are as follows:

With a cry, the sound of the other flutes flying secretly dispersed into the spring breeze in Los Angeles. -Li Bai, smelling the flute in Los Angeles on a spring night.

1, the original poem:

Yu Di's dark flying sound scattered into the spring breeze in Los Angeles.

In this nocturne, the willow is broken, and no one can afford to be homesick.

2. Translation:

Whose exquisite flute is secretly melodious. As the spring breeze flutters, it spreads all over Luoyang. In tonight's song, who will not miss home when they hear the "broken willow" in their hometown?

Second, the Jade Emperor blew the Yellow Crane Tower, and plum blossoms fell in Jiangcheng in May. -"Yellow Crane Tower Smells Flute" Li Bai

1, the original poem:

Once people take a back seat, like Jia Yi in Changsha, they look far and wide, but they can't see Chang 'an or their hometown.

There was a flute sound of "Plum Blossom" from the Yellow Crane Tower, and another drop of plum blossom was seen on the river bank in May.

2. Translation:

Once you become a degenerate, it's like Jia Yi's arrival in Changsha, looking around every day, not seeing Chang 'an or home. The Yellow Crane Tower heard the flute of plum blossom, which made Jiangcheng see plum blossom fall again in May.

Third, the snow is fine, Hu Tian herds horses, and the bright moon plays the flute to guard the building. -"Listen to the flute on the fortress" Gao Shi

1, the original poem:

Snow-clean horses graze in the daytime, and Qiangdi guards the building in the moonlight.

Excuse me, where did the plum blossom fall? The wind blew all over the mountain overnight.

2. Translation:

The ice and snow melted, and the invading Hu Bing quietly returned. The moonlight was bright and the melodious flute echoed in the garrison. Where does the sentimental "plum blossom tune" drift? It seems to fall on the mountain like plum blossoms falling with the wind.

Fourth, the cold mountain plays the flute to call for spring return, and the guests are moved to tears. -"Smell the flute in spring night" Li Yi

1, the original poem:

In Hanshan's "The Flute Calls the Earth", the exiles look at each other with tears.

Countless geese parked by the lake in the evening have been eager to fly north until dawn.

2. Translation:

The cold mountain plays the flute to call spring back to the earth, and the moved people cry at each other. The geese that have stopped at Dongting Lake for countless nights are eager to fly north before dawn.

2. There are 1300 poems with flutes.

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Qiujiang TanYongzhi

Clouds lock dreams on the river, and Liu Kun dances in the middle of the night.

The autumn wind is everywhere, and the village is rainy.

Nostalgia is unbearable, orange pomelo, who wants to value Wang Sun when traveling?

Fishermen don't ask each other when they meet, and Xiao returns to the island gate.

Li Yi heard the flute on a spring night.

In Hanshan's "The Flute Calls the Earth", the exiles look at each other with tears.

Countless geese parked by the lake in the evening have been eager to fly north until dawn.

Country night in Lei Zhen

In a pond full of grass, the water is full of water, and the mountains cover the waves.

Cowherd's child sat on the cow's back and casually played the tune with piccolo.

Listen to Li Bai and Qin Lang playing the flute on the Yellow Crane Tower in history.

Once people take a back seat, like Jia Yi in Changsha, they look far and wide, but they can't see Chang 'an or their hometown.

There was a flute sound of "Plum Blossom" from the Yellow Crane Tower, and another drop of plum blossom was seen on the river bank in May.

Boarding and hiking in summer

Paper screen carnation square bed, tired hands throwing books, long dreams in the afternoon.

When I was sleeping, I laughed alone, and several fishing flutes were in the blue waves.

The poem about playing the flute is 1.

When the fixed residence is clear,

Cows blow bamboo flutes horizontally.

A song from the secluded mountain to the green,

Baiyun doesn't know this situation.

2.

When the calyx begins to contain snow,

It is difficult for a person to draw a picture.

It's always different when it smells,

Thin is better than cold.

The flute and the sad listening,

See the disease with oblique branches.

Wind is like a solution,

It is easy to be blown away.

3.

Cows must ride freely,

Spring breeze, drizzle.

In the green hills and grass,

A flute and a hemp fiber.

Singing at sunrise,

The moonlight caresses the palm and returns.

Who is similar,

Nothing, just nothing.

4.

The flute pharynx leaves the pavilion and breaks the guest's soul.

Steep sails looked east at sea and the sky.

The old monk smiled and pointed out the danger of wind and waves.

Sit and look at the country and stay indoors.

5.

Jiangdian wine is first ripe,

Gao Ting Crane hasn't come back yet.

Who has a flute,

Blow a dream and lose a mountain.

4. The flute poems stay in TanYongzhi, Xiangjiang River in autumn rain.

Clouds lock dreams on the river, and Liu Kun dances in the middle of the night.

The autumn wind is everywhere, and the village is rainy.

Nostalgia is unbearable, orange pomelo, who wants to value Wang Sun when traveling?

Fishermen don't ask each other when they meet, and Xiao returns to the island gate.

Li Yi heard the flute on a spring night.

In Hanshan's "The Flute Calls the Earth", the exiles look at each other with tears.

Countless geese parked by the lake in the evening have been eager to fly north until dawn.

Country night in Lei Zhen

In a pond full of grass, the water is full of water, and the mountains cover the waves.

Cowherd's child sat on the cow's back and casually played the tune with piccolo.

Listen to Li Bai and Qin Lang playing the flute on the Yellow Crane Tower in history.

Once people take a back seat, like Jia Yi in Changsha, they look far and wide, but they can't see Chang 'an or their hometown.

There was a flute sound of "Plum Blossom" from the Yellow Crane Tower, and another drop of plum blossom was seen on the river bank in May.

Boarding and hiking in summer

Paper screen carnation square bed, tired hands throwing books, long dreams in the afternoon.

When I was sleeping, I laughed alone, and several fishing flutes were in the blue waves.

5. Poems with flutes as characters and stone Langzhongqin listen to flutes on the Yellow Crane Tower.

□ Li Bai

Once people take a back seat, like Jia Yi in Changsha, they look far and wide, but they can't see Chang 'an or their hometown.

There was a flute sound of "Plum Blossom" from the Yellow Crane Tower, and another drop of plum blossom was seen on the river bank in May.

On a spring night, I smell the flute in Los Angeles.

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Yu Di's dark flying sound scattered into the spring breeze in Los Angeles.

Who doesn't remember the national conditions of this nocturne?

Jiuquan baby

Pan Lang

I remember the West Lake for a long time, leaning against the railing and looking upstairs all day: fishing boats are in twos and threes, and the island is clear in autumn. The flute sounded in the reeds, and Bai Niao began to walk. Don't idle the fishing rod, think about water and clouds.

Join the northern army

After the snow in Tianshan Mountain, the sea is cold and it is difficult to play the flute.

There were 300,000 people in the village, and I looked back at the moon for a while.

Lonely goose

Li Qingzhao

The paper tent on the rattan bed fell asleep,

I can't say it, and I don't have any good ideas.

Shen cigarettes break the cold of jade furnace,

My feelings are like water.

Three strokes of flute,

May was heartbroken,

How many Chun Qing?

The wind and rain are sparse,

Hurry again, a thousand tears.

Oral sex to the emerald building,

Heartbroken for who?

One branch is folded,

On the earth and in the sky,

No one can send it

6. There is a poem about the moon: 1, there is such bright light at the foot of my bed, may there be frost already? . Lipper

2. Looking up, I found it was moonlight, sinking again, and I suddenly remembered home. Lipper

The moon rises like a mirror, and the sea clouds twinkle like a palace. Lipper

4. Until, holding up my cup, I asked the bright moon to bring me my shadow and let the three of us. Lipper

A moon hangs over the capital, and 10,000 washing hammers are beating. Lipper

6. The bright moon rises from the mountains in the sky, in the infinite haze of the sea of clouds. Lipper

7. Drunk moon, sage of dreams, bewitched by flowers, you turned a deaf ear to the emperor. Lipper

8. Behind her closed window, why is she still waiting, looking at the glory of the autumn moon through the crystal glass? . Lipper

9. I have sorrow in my heart, and the moon has sorrow. I will always follow you until Yelangxi. Lipper

10, we all hold high to distant thoughts, longing for the sky and the bright moon. Lipper

1 1, Emei Mountain falls into Pingqiang River in the half moon and autumn. Lipper

12 the breeze blows my belt, and the moon shines on my piano. Wang Wei

13, the voice is too low to be heard by anyone except my comrade-in-arms Mingyue. Wang Wei

14, moonlight in pine forest, crystal stone in stream. Wang Wei

15, the puddle widens with the moon, and the torrent bends with the mountain. Maday

16, under the bright moonlight, wild geese are soaring, and Chief Tatar is fleeing in the dark. Lulun

17, he knows that the dew will be frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is so bright! . Du Fu

18, ten thousand windows are shining in the sky, and the moonlight is shining on nine Yuntai. Du Fu

19. In the morning, I will treat the garbage and take the Moon Lotus hoe home. Tao Yuanming

20, wordless alone in the west wing, the moon is like a hook. Yu Li

2 1, the bright moon surprises magpie, and the breeze sings at midnight. Xin Qiji

22. On the poor third night of September, the dew is like a pearl and the moon is like a bow. Bai Juyi

23. A bullet in water and a bullet in the moon, half went into the river and half into the cloud. antithetical couplet

24, the moonlight is deeper than half a household, and the Beidou is oblique. Liu

In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of moonlight with her evening song. Li shangyin

26, bow like a full moon, looking at Sirius in the northwest. Su Shi

27. Under the court, if the water is empty, the algae in the water are horizontal and covered with bamboo and cypress. Su Shi

On a frosty night, Jiang Feng sleeps in the fire. . Ji Zhang

Willow tips in September, after dusk. . Ouyang Xiu

When did the moon begin to appear? Ask heaven for wine. . Su Shi

3 1 I gave my heart to the moon, but the moon shone on the ditch. .. Chronology of Poetry in Qing Dynasty

Write about the moon and the flute:

"Listen to the flute on the fortress" Don Gao Shi

The snow is clean, the horses are eating grass in Hu days, and the Qiangdi Building is in the moonlight. Excuse me, where did the plum blossom fall? The wind blew all over the mountain overnight.

Don Shi Jian's Poems on the Night Flute

The bright moon is not inclined to the west building, and Xiao Ming is in charge. But let the lamp download clothes and women, and cut half of the concentric flowers by mistake.

"Smelling flute on the river" Don Wang Changling

The flute complained that Jiang Yue could not find a boat. The sound is long outside the early mountain and deep around the Ming Dynasty.

Thousands of miles away, the heart is far away tonight. Cold and lonely, but the sound is only in the Woods.

I don't know whose house it is, repeat Handan sound. The water passengers are all around, and the air is full of frost.

Ma Wangbei, the more people move, the more sad they become. The grass is white and the city is cloudy.

"Playing the flute" Tang Song Wen Zhi

Qiangdi writes dragons and sings them into the night. Under the lonely moon on the mountain, I came to the dragon head to sing.

Blow plum blossoms one by one, including spring willow color surprise. Pay tribute to your son and sit in memory of your old neighbor.

Wendy Zhang Tang News

Try to ride the city for a while. If you don't know the color of the dust, you will know the heart of heaven and earth.

The opening of the camp is near and the battle is deep. I went upstairs one night and smelled the flute.

7. Ancient poems about the flute, outside the pavilion, beside the ancient road, the grass is blue and blue. The evening breeze blows the flute, and the sunset is beyond the mountain.

Horizon, a corner of the sea, intimate friends are half scattered. A ladle of muddy wine makes me happy. Say goodbye to Meng Han tonight. (Li Shutong: "Goodbye")

The flute sounded in the reeds, and Bai Niao began to walk. Don't idle the fishing rod, think about water and clouds.

Yu Di's dark flying sound scattered into the spring breeze in Los Angeles. Who can't get homesick when they hear that there is another village in the serenade?

Chinese plum

Don Cui Daorong

At first, there was snow in the calyx, so it was difficult to draw a picture alone. There is rhyme in the fragrance, which is extremely cold.

Flute worries, oblique skill depends on disease. Against the wind, if solved, it is easy to destroy.

Chinese plum

Song Chen Liang

Thin and thin, small calyx pearl-shaped. When a flower blooms, a hundred flowers bloom and the garden is full of spring.

If you want to spread the message of spring, you are not afraid of snow burial. In di, take three fang, Dong Jun is advocated.

Chinese plum

Wang Yuan cotton

In March, the east wind blew away the snow, and the mountains in Hunan were green. No one sees Qiang Guan, and countless plum blossoms fall on the wild bridge.

Meihualuo

Xue mingxuan

There are double plums outside the eaves, and it was windy in front of the court last night. I don't know where to whistle, and I hit it.

Rome

Qingruran

The breeze and raindrops are covered with moss, and the fragrance of the desert is still audible. The forest is full of snow, and the ridge head flies like a cloud.

There is no need to blow the country across the pipe. The most precious thing is the cold branch. Looking back at the lonely mountain, there are many frost birds and butterflies.