Poems about Sheng

1. What are the poems with the word "sheng" in them

1. The wind in the sky blew out the sound of the mountain, Liu Liang Gou, the midnight sheng.

2. The immortals blew their shengs in anticipation of their son's arrival, and they waited for him under the peach blossoms.

3. Where are the pianos and songs, and where are the pavilions?

4. The sun is shining in the morning and the dew is fresh, and the sheng is tuned under the tree of three flowers.

5. The waves are running fast, and the music is very quiet.

6. Between the Qin zheng and the Zhao dance, the sheng and the drums are playing.

7. The song of the pianoforte is a sad one, and the eyes of the people are lost in the distance.

8. The crane and the luan are separated from the smoke, and there is a heaven in the sky.

9. In the middle of the day, the cockfighting is on the road, and at sunset, the drums are playing the sheng.

10. The scenery of the bushes is beautifully embroidered, and the dust of the grottoes is thickly polluted with pianos and songs.

11. The lamp burns the Nymphaea, the bottle boils the sheng and the reed, and the water and fire compete.

13. Pith and song in the Wu Yuan, and fur and horse in the dust of the capital.

14. When you step out of the Juyongguan Pass, the water and the stone sound the sheng.

15. I am too lazy to store my music and songs in the hall of painting.

The sheng is a reed instrument of Chinese origin, and it is the first instrument in the world to use free reed, which is made by the reed in the sheng seedling, and it is capable of playing harmony, blowing and inhaling to make sound, and its tone is clear and transparent. In traditional instrumental music and kunqu, the sheng is often used as an accompaniment to other wind instruments such as the flute and suona, adding pure fourths or fifths to the melody. In modern Chinese orchestras, the sheng can play the role of melody or accompaniment.

2. Poems about playing the sheng

Listening to the neighbor playing the sheng

The sound of the phoenix blowing is like a colorful haze,

I don't know who's home is outside the wall.

I don't know who's home is beyond the wall.

The door is locked, but I can't find it.

I suspect there are thousands of peaches.

"Poem of the Qin Palace"

The Yue Luo shirt welcomes the spring wind, and the jade-carved unicorn's belt is red. The song and banquet at the top of the building is spoken by the immortals, and the music is played at the bottom of the account. The wine is warm, the spring is vast, and the flower branches are in the curtains, and the day is long. When the window is flying and the chips are being passed, the brass plate is yellow with candles at midnight. The dickey's sleeve is a parrot, and the purple embroidery is a tiger's footsteps. I've been waiting for the dawn feast to be held, and I've been cooking at midnight with a white deer and a green deer. The new horse is riding on Tongying Yongxiang, and the cool screen in the inner room is full of colorful paintings. Open the door with a bad balance line, rolled up the Yellow River to the body. The emperor's doom and gloom is still cracked, the spring palace life flower bottom live. The luan grate captured the return of people, drunken sleep rug full of moon.

Flower shadow blowing pianos

Snow with the wind, the wind has no trace, the wind rose snow dance. The moon accompanies the flower, the flower has a shadow, the flower is good and the moon is full. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty. The concubine whisks the zither, the zither has feelings, the new clearness has not yet slept. The first time I saw it, I saw it, and I saw it, and I saw it, and I saw it, and I saw it, and I saw it, and I saw it. The water springs are bursting with water, and a bunch of Gongshangs are cracking the cold jade. The exquisite fragrance of the wind around the fingers was born, and the thousand voices were all the songs of the immortals. The song ended in a silence, Wushan cold blue sad clouds and rain.

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3. poems about the parting of the pith

The sound of the pith rises in the autumn wind, and the wine flies in the winter snow. (Wang Wei: "Poem of the Four Breaths")

A pruning of plums, a boat crossing the Wujiang River (Jiang Jie)

A piece of spring sadness waiting to be quenched by wine. The boat on the river is rocking, and the curtains upstairs are waving. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a boat and then you'll be able to get it to work. The wind is blowing again and the rain is falling again.

When will I return home to wash my robe? The first time I saw this was when I was a kid, and it was the first time I had ever seen a kid. The world's most important thing is that we can't be alone in our lives, and that's why we're here. The cherry is red, the banana is green.

Farewell Kangqiao

Gently I left,

Just as I gently came;

I gently waved,

Farewell to the clouds of the western sky.

The golden willows along the river

are the brides in the sunset

the colorful shadows in the waves,

rippling in my heart.

The yellow floating pelt on the soft mud,

is waving under the water.

In the soft waves of the Kang River,

I am willing to be a water plant.

The pool under the shade of the trees,

is not a clear spring, but a rainbow in the sky.

Kneading between the floating algae,

precipitates a rainbow-like dream.

I'm looking for a dream.

I'm going to take a long pole,

and go back to the greener grass,

I'm going to take a boat full of stars,

I'm going to sing a song in the stars,

but I can't sing a song,

the silence is the psalm of parting,

the summer bugs are silent for me,

the silence is the Kangqiao of this evening!

Silently I go,

Just as I come quietly;

I wave my sleeve,

Without taking away a cloud.

Very quietly I take my leave

As quietly as I came here;

Quietly I wave good-bye

To the rosy clouds in the western sky.

The golden willows by the riverside

Are young brides in the setting sun;

Their reflections on the shimmering waves

Always linger In the depth of my heart.

The floating heart growing in the sludge

Sways leisurely under the water;

In the gentle waves of Cambridge

I would be a water plant!

That pool under the shade of elm trees

Holds not the water but the rainbow from the sky;

Shattered to

Is the sediment of a rainbow-like dream?

To seek a dream? Just to pole a boat upstream

To where the green grass is more verdant;

To where the green grass is more verdant. grass is more verdant;

Or to have the boat fully loaded with starlight

And sing aloud in the splendour of starlight.

But I cannot sing aloud

Quietness is my farewell music;

Even summer insects keep silence for me

Silent is Cambridge tonight!

Very quietly I take my leave

As quietly as I came here;

Gently I flick my sleeves

Not even a wisp of cloud will I bring away

4. What is the meaning of Bisheng < p> 1. The sheng, a reed instrument of Chinese origin, is the first instrument in the world to use a free reed, which is made by the reed in the sheng seedling, and is capable of playing harmony, blowing and inhaling to produce sound, with a clear and transparent tone. In traditional instrumental music and kunqu, the sheng is often used as an accompaniment to other wind instruments such as the flute and suona, adding pure fourths or fifths to the melody. In modern Chinese orchestras, the sheng can play the role of melody or accompaniment.

2. Poetry:

Treading on the Sand

Yuan. Zhang Zhu

The grass is flat, the sun is far away,

The relentless peach leaves are crossing the river.

Drunkenly, I got into a boat in Mulan,

I will not go to worry about the people to go.

The east wind is so thin that the flakes are falling at an early age.

Tomorrow, I will look for the road to blow the pianoforte again.

The small building is empty of blue clouds and red rain,

The Syllabus has already arrived at the place where the soul is lost.

3. Author:

Zhang Zhu (1287~1368) Yuan Dynasty poet. The word Zhongju, Jinning (now Linfen, Shanxi).

Today survives the Collection of Poetry of Moltan, 4 volumes, 2 volumes of words.

5. poems about xiao

1. But I can not play songs, quietly is the parting of the pianoforte.

-- Xu Zhimo "Farewell to Hongqiao" 2. Since the qin and sepals rise, why the sheng xiao silently. 3. The night of the moon on the twenty-fourth bridge, where does the jade man teach the blowjob.

4. Three thousand flowing water, three thousand hates, a piper a piece of heaven. 5. The Chu song on all sides, Gaixia xiaojie 6. Flying rain blowing scales near dusk, light clothes Aman dance to do the dust, jade xiao blowing broken and **** wine, secluded Xuan sitting in the moonlight soul.

7. The moon is full and the sky is full of water, and you wake up and listen to the Jade Man's xiao. 8. The guest has a blowjob, leaning and singing.

-- Su Shi "before the Red Cliff Fugue" 9. Send Yangzhou Han Chuo Judge Du Mu The green hills are hidden water a long way, the grass is not withered in the south of the river in the end of the fall. The night of the moon on the twenty-fourth bridge, where do the women teach the blowjob.

10.Touring Shanxi Village--Lu You Don't laugh at the peasant family's wax wine is muddy, and in the year of abundance of guests enough chickens and dolphins. The mountains are heavy and there is no way out, but there is another village in the darkness.

The drums and pipes follow the Spring Festival, and the ancient style of simple and simple clothing exists. From now on, if you are free to ride the moon, you will not be able to knock on the door at night. 11. xiao come to the sky frost, qin born of the sea waves - Yuan Mei "With the Garden Poetry" 12. phoenix xiao sound, the jade pot light turn, a night of fish and dragons dance - Xin Qiji "The Case of the Green Jade" 13. xiao make the clear Hunan North, the diamond song Qinghannan --Baozhao, "Song of the Picking of the Ling" 14. Wing Huai Ruan Ji, driving the words of Wei Du, south to look at the blowing platform.

The piping has left its sound, but the king of Liang is still there. 15. Sentimental Feelings Zeng Rui The weary guest stops his langzhao by the stream, and who sings the jade pipe upstairs? The sound is quiet, but it is not enough to get rid of my boredom.

16. The Moon on the Plum Tops Zhang Hongfan The west wind has fallen the leaves of Chang'an, the setting sun is old Yan Guanshan. The first time I saw this is when I was a kid, and it was the first time I was a kid.

Where is the old man? The moon is empty, and the jade pipe is bright and free.

A xiao and a sword flat business, negative all the crazy name fifteen years. 18. A bank of river wind to send willow flute, two gardens of spring rain with xiao sheng.

19. Dash wind, long way, cold armor and iron bones, stepping through the xiao sound over the plug. The yellow sand on the way to the wind for ten thousand miles, the homeland is only in the clouds and sky.

From now on, the sound of reed pipe and willow flute is not accompanied by the sound of xiao yin passing through the Jade Gate. 20. A little wind and rain, and a thousand lines of tears.

The jade building is empty, and who will lean on it with the broken heart? 21 Immortals phoenix pharyngeal Qiongjiao, disappointment broken soul to send far, "nine defense" is difficult to recruit. 22. I do not know as the blood of the sun, who is the sound of the xiao sobbing autumn wind 23. three stacks of Yangguan Weicheng wine, two distinct moon Guangling xiao.

24. xiao sound pharyngeal, Qin E dream break Qin Lou Yue, Qin Lou Yue, year after year willow color, Baling hurt goodbye. The first time I saw this, it was a very good time for me to go back to my old life.

The sound of dust, the west wind, the Han family mausoleum.

The red apricot fragrance in the piping drum, green poplar shadow swing. The warm winds of ten miles of beautiful days, flowers pressed sideburns cloud bias.

The painting of the boat to take the spring return to the lake, the rest of the Lake Lake Smoke. The first thing I want to do is to get the money to pay for it.

26. Thousands of riders embraced the high teeth, drunkenly listening to the xiao drums, chanting to enjoy the smoke. --Liu Yong "looking at the tide of the sea" 27. spring breeze flew to the hairpin upstairs, a piece of pianoforte, glazed light shot.

And now the lights hanging, not dark dust moon, that is the night of the yuan.

--Lu Zugao "Jiang Chengzi" 29. The wind eliminates the reddish-red wax, moist dew, red, the light of the lamp market shooting. The world's most popular movie is "The Race to the Top", and it's the first time I've ever seen it.

The dresses are light and elegant, and the women of Chu have a slender waist. The first thing you need to do is to get a good look at the color of the glass, and you will be able to see the color of the glass.

-- Zhou Bangyan, "The Flower of the Deciphering Language. I'm not sure if I've ever been to the same place before, but I'm sure I've never been to the same place before. I have a xiao heart can not be blown, the falling flowers in the wind to say goodbye to the south of the Yangtze River 31. years of wind and willow **** floating dash, wine woke up at the end of the world to ask the six dynasties.

The Jade Man under the bright moon, no one to learn to blow. The heart is a mound of love since ancient times, and love follows the sadness. The water is flowing in the east, the geese are flying south. How many people return from the will of heaven. How many lovesicknesses can't be found, and how many dreams can't be returned to the end of the world. 33. The jade xiao and the golden threads of the business voice, mulberry leaves dry seawater clear.

The road to Penglai is clean, and we invite the Queen Mother to talk about immortality. 34. The first time I saw this is when I was a kid, and it was the first time I was a kid, and it was the first time I was a kid.

The two are the same, but they are not the same, and they are not the same. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.

A different kind of flavor to say infatuation. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new one, and you'll be able to do it with a new one.

The newest thing in the world is the sadness that has arisen in the temples.

These are the first time I've ever seen a woman in the world with a penis.

The cold candle in the west window is the only thing you have to worry about, and it's a rainy night! The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new pair of shoes, and then you'll be able to get your hands on a new pair of shoes. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.

Don't say that you are in love with each other, but you can't say that you are in love with each other, and you can't say that you are in love with each other. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.

The Golden Witch Song - Autumn Nights and Missing People 38 xiao drum noise, the shadow of the people, full of incense and musk. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that.

I look at a thousand doors like daytime, laughing and playing. The first thing you need to do is to get a good look at the other side of the car and see if you can find the other side.

39 Hengfen Road, the lonely year xiao drums, the smoke is still flat Chu. The first time I saw this is when I was a kid, and it was a very good time for me.

The sky is also jealous, not believe with, warblers and swallows are yellow earth. The first thing I want to do is to make sure that I have a good understanding of what is going on in my life.

40 gas plugging the northwest of the sword, sound full of southeast several xiao I know so much.