Ding Song Wei Song Dynasty
Zhuang came to know justice, and Yu Shao saw the emperor's heart.
Light and clear willow songs, and the phoenix sound of music.
The wingspan is dense and hollow as jade.
Wu Menxiu, immortals are easy to chase.
clarinet
Tangzhanghu
Clear and far away, Qin Lou was lost in thought at night. Without the blue sky, the phoenix in the sea is hard to find.
Wonderful and cloudless, sink into the water and shine. Will also be ninety percent, put aside on the dialect.
Youshan west village
Song luyou
The wax wine of Modao farmhouse is turbid, and in good years, guests will leave enough chickens and dolphins.
There is no way to go because of the winding water flow in the mountains, and a mountain village suddenly appears in the willow-green flower bay.
Xiao Gu followed the Spring Club and dressed simply and quaint.
In the future, if you can go out in the moonlight, I will knock on your door at any time with my cane. "
Sea miscellaneous poems
Qing palace zizhen
Teenagers play the flute mostly in fencing, but the heart of the firm but gentle flute disappears.
Who is sad, today gathered thousands of joys and sorrows.
Song of Jiaomiao Zhaohui Song of the Emperor
Song anonymous
Zhuo armour altar, offering jade to make a fortune.
The flute is only a hundred, and the eight tones are simple.
Sacrifice is a sign of understanding and softness.
Li Hu
Tangwangxu
Playing the flute is very exciting, and seeing my husband off at dusk.
Looking at the lake, the mountains are green and the white clouds are rolling.
Qin Louyue (see Zhongzhou Yuefu)
Yuan Zhao Bingwen
The flute is bitter. The flute broke Shan Yu. Yi Shanyu People go to the empty building, singing and dancing. Dangerous pavilions are extremely harmful to peace and Chu. The sunset will last forever. Cultivate eternity. A cup of tea, Xinling grave soil.
Spend the night in Wuyi Palace.
Song yanxiu
The nest pines the old crane Ming Dan well, and the plum blossoms in the cage shake Su Ying.
Bamboo knocks on the white dew curtain, and Zidi Mountain is cold in the moon.
The sound of the mountain and the moon flute is quiet, and there is no sight of the ancients swimming in the curtain pavilion.
I have come to build clouds and laugh at three mountains and twelve floors.
Palace poetry
Songzhanggongnao
Biwa Yuanyang wants to fly, and the door is closed for a long time.
Yu Di blew all over the new biography and sat watching the oriole change branches.
I swam across the lake with Shen Yuqing, You, Wang Shunbo and Lin Jingsi.
Song Yang Wanli
Few people came to the mountain road this year, and the restaurant was bleak and pleasant.
Zheng Er was sitting in the sadness and loneliness of spring, and the flute and drum thundered in the daytime.
Royal garden
stretch
The wind returns to Yuyuxiao and the sound is far away, and the sunset is between Joan and Lin Peiying.
Stay all over the world, and then teach the world spring scenery.
Shangsi gave a banquet to invite Joan Lin and gentlemen from Er Fu to swim in Xixuan.
stretch
Swallow clouds, flutes and drums are full, and there are many reflections on the waterfront balcony.
Singing around the music bar, the wind is late and full of smoke.
The First Secretary of Monk Yue, Suofuerjue Songfengge
Song Xue Ying
Where the flute rises in the air, on the hillside, the dragon is moving.
The old monk has nothing to say and leans on the fence for a long time, which is heavier than a thousand clouds.
In the Song Dynasty, Hengyang cut Cui Gui and Mengze cut Shuang Ke.
The wonderful system is not high, and the confidant appreciates it.
Because of nostalgia, the song is full of feelings.
By the Qingxi River in Agriculture, Countryside and Peasants, romantic Nelho.
On a spring night, I smell the flute in Los Angeles.
Tang Libai
Whose Yu Di flies in the dark,
Spring breeze scattered in Los Angeles.
In this serenade, I heard the sound of willows.
Who can't afford an ancient garden?
Bamboo Flute
Don Zhang Qiao
Cut the rain and smoke for an autumn, and fall into the plum blossoms and willow songs.
I'll borrow your attention for the time being, and I'll hear about the faucet tomorrow.
Bamboo Flute
Tangzhanghu
A tube of purple people blowing the moon hall. Wild geese and snow clouds, dragons singing empty.
The dust in the Han dynasty is deep, and Qiang thinks about cutting the wind. Try Yang Chunqu. The peaches in Xiyuan are already red.
Adjacent groove
Zhang Song Zhong Ming
Bi Yuntian and the clouds are unmoved, and a day's dyeing will make Bi glass.
I hate to pinch my neighbor's flute. He chased me and worried about me.
Wendy
Song and Wu Xichou
Dry Shen Kun Wan Li, the wind and dew are clear.
The city is getting closer and closer, and the mountains are empty and the moon is bright.
It's cold to wear fur, but it's scary to see a sword
Who is the flute, sad for this night.
Wendy
Song Shiming
The village sells wine and flowers, regardless of water, color, sky and light.
The frosty moon is bleak, why is it whistling? It blasted the hole and broke the clouds.
Wendy
Song Shaotang
Li Xiang follows the old mountain, and the broken bridge and flowing water protect the deep.
The bamboo flute blows down the dusk moon, and a case of poetry is plum blossom sorrow.
Wendy
Song Dong Goss
Playing the flute cracks the cold clouds and makes it difficult for guests to wake up and sit and smell.
The sound faded away, the waves continued, and the moon blew the old man back to the army.
Wendy
Song Chao gong su
The sunset was lying on the dock, and suddenly I heard the flute.
The sky was clear and lonely, and Jiang Jing stung Long Ming.
The wind blows in the mountains and valleys, and the mountains are high and the moon is not born.
Who can drink and lean on each other forever?
Wendy
Tangzhaotuo
Who plays the flute to draw a building, the intermittent sound follows the intermittent wind.
Very sonorous in the sky, Leng Yue in the shade.
Huan Zi, a farmer from Xinglai, wrote an article to Ma Rong.
I don't know if people are here, but it's loud and empty.
Quotations from Li Ping.
Author: Li He
Wu Si Shu Zhangtong Gao Qiu 2, the empty mountain condenses clouds and does not flow 3.
Jiang E sings bamboo worries about Motome 4 and Li Ping plays China 5.
Kunshan jade broken phoenix called 6, hibiscus weeping and fragrant orchid laughing 7.
The cold light melts in front of the twelve gates, and the purple emperor moves in front of the twenty-three gates.
Nu Wa makes up the sky by refining stones 10, and rocks break ground to stir up autumn rain 1 1.
Dream into the holy mountain, teach the gods 12, and the old fish dance in the waves 13.
Wu's sleeping laurel 14, barefoot wet cold rabbit 15.
I once listened to a monk in Shu playing the piano.
Author: Li Bai
Emei Shanxi, a monk of Shu, with a blue silk lute box.
When I hear the sound of Matsutani, I wave my hand at will.
I heard him in the clear stream, I heard him in the cold bell.
Unconsciously, dusk enveloped the castle peak, and the autumn clouds were bleak, covering the dusk sky.
And Bai Juyi's Pipa Trip is too long, so I won't write it.