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Try the drums and instruments of Xiang Ling in the province

Qian Qi

Good at drums, clouds and instruments, and often heard about the spirit of Emperor Zi.

Feng Yi dances in the air, which makes the Chuke unbearable.

the bitter tone makes the stone sad, and the voiceless sounds enter the dark.

Cangwu came to complain, while Angelica dahurica moved fragrance.

flowing water spreads to Xiangpu and hentai crosses Dongting.

at the end of the song, people disappear, and there are several peaks on the river.

Bodhisattva Man Yan Jidao

Mourning the zither and playing the Xiangjiang River,

The sound and sound are all green.

fingers are thirteen strings,

details will spread the secret hatred.

when the autumn water is slow,

the jade column flies sideways.

When it hits the heartbroken,

Chunshan's eyebrows are low.

Pipaxing

Bai Juyi

Qinge

Author: Li Qi

Category: Seven-character Ancient Poems

our host, providing abundant wine to make the night mellow, asks his guest from Yangzhou to play for us on the lute.

In toward the moon that whitens the city-wall, black crows are flying, the frost makes the wind blow into the clothes.

but a copper stove has added its light to that of flowery candles, and the lute plays The Green Water, and then The Queen of Chu.

once it has begun to play, there is no other sound:, a spell is on the banquet, while the stars grow thin.

but three hundred miles from here, in Huai, official duties await him, and so it's farewell, and the road again, under cloudy mountains.

in painting

Mo Mei? Wang Mian (Yuan)

The first tree in Xiyan Lake, my home,

all bloom pale ink marks.

Don't be boasted of good colors,

Just keep your breath full of dry Kun.

if you want to write a painter's pen, first pick the mirror end.

I'm stunned, and I'm getting tired.

it is easy to draw with tears, but difficult to write with sorrow.

May you forget, and look at the pictures when you show them.

-Xue Yuan, * * * Send Abroad

The Night Scene of the Spring River in Hui Chong

Su Shi

There are three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo, and

Duck Prophet of Spring River Water Heating.

Artemisia selengensis has short reed buds all over the ground, and

it's just when the puffer fish wants to go up.

Lin Liang painted the song of the two-horned eagle

Li Mengyang (Ming)

For more than a hundred years, he painted birds, and then Lv Ji showed up in front of him.

the second boy seems to be unwilling to work, so he sucks the pen and never gives a hair to his head.

Lin Liang only uses ink to write birds, which makes the clouds half dark.

waterfowl, land birds are all wonderful, and the whole house is full of moving colors.

The Gulin River in the empty mountain is raging, and two eagles stand out from the frost cliff.

bonesetting and feather brushing are moving, and the walls are born in June and autumn.

if you stare at an eagle, you know that you have no eyes.

an eagle turns around and wants to go down again, and gradually feels the wind rustling.

Although Pi Zi is bleak, his murderous look cannot be extinguished.

I'm so worried that I'm splitting up when I wear an iron fist with horns and dense claws.

the north wind blows the sand, the autumn grass is yellow, and you can ride with your arms!

The demon birds in the grass were all killed, and Wan Li shed blood in the clear sky.

when I heard about Song Huizong, I was also good at looking at this eagle.

Later, I lost my son of heaven and starved to death in Wuguocheng.

I know how to write and draw, but my work seems to be in vain.

it's not the end of the matter to hunt and gallop at school, but it's the ancient experience to be a wild bird outside.

Today, Wang Gongmo went on a tour and gave a lecture at the Royal Wenhua Hall.

The West Lake in the South China Sea is barren, and the hunters are poor and humble.

Lv Ji Baishou gold fireside, returning home at dusk without wine money.

You never value things intellectually, but you dare to be in front of the king.

Good, good, it is better to make your painting not straight,

There is no way to make future generations good at painting and good at painting.

other aspects, such as tea art and chess.

Chess Sound

Author: Huang Geng

Where does the fairy love to talk with hands? I smell peeling and pecking between bamboo forests.

a piece of jade smashed into the clouds, and the afternoon window was full of dreams.

wait, you should know that your mind is far away, and you can't let go of your ears when you are in a hurry.

rotten people go to pick up the pieces. Silence recognizes the coldness of the pavilion stone.

Ji Jiang Fried Tea

Date: Northern Song Dynasty

Author: Su Shi

Works: Ji Jiang Fried Tea

The running water must be boiled with live fire, so it is necessary to catch the deep and clear water from the stone. [1]

The big ladle stores the moon in the spring urn, and the small ladle divides the river into the night jar.

the snow cream has been turned over and fried, and the wind suddenly makes a diarrhea sound. [2]

It's not easy to ban three bowls if you are poor, but it's longer to sit and listen to the desolate city. [3]...> > China traditional culture-poetry, quick!

1, Spring Festival

Wang Anshi's "January Day"

In the sound of firecrackers, one year old is removed, and

the east wind sends warmth into Tu Su.

Thousands of families spend every day,

scrambling to insert new peaches for old symbols

always putting them)

2. Mid-Autumn Festival

drinking Alone with the Moon

Li Bai

from a pot of wine among the flowers, I drank alone. There was no one with me.

till, raising my cup, I asked the bright moon, to bring me my shadow and make us three.

alas, the moon was unable to drink, and my shadow tagged me vacantly;.

but still for a while I had these friends, to cheer me through the end of spring.

I sang. The moon encouraged me, I danced. My shadow tumbled after.

have sex when you wake up, and then I was drunk, and we lost one another.

shall goodwill ever be secure?, I watch the long road of the River of Stars.

On August 15th, jathyapple (Du Fu)

On the full moon, he flew to the mirror and returned to his heart to fold his sword.

turn the tent and travel far away, and climb the laurel to the sky.

frost and snow are suspected in the waterway, and feathers are seen in the forest.

at this time, I look at the white rabbit, eager to count the autumn cents.

3. Chongyang

on the mountain holiday thinking of my brothers in shandong by Wang Wei

Being a stranger alone in a foreign land

Every holiday season, I miss my relatives

I know my brothers from afar

There is one less person in the dogwood

4. Qingming

Qingming by Du Mu

It rains in succession, and

On the way.

excuse me, where is the restaurant?

The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village.

Du Fu was given clothes at noon on the 5th.

The official clothes were also famous.

The Dragon Boat Festival was honored.

the fine kudzu contains soft wind, and

the fragrant lotus is lighter than the snow.

Jielingmen. Duanyang

(Qing) Li Jingshan

Cherry mulberry and calamus, and buy a pot of realgar wine.

There are yellow paper stickers hanging outside the door, but I doubt that the account owner is afraid of the talisman.

Dragon Boat Festival

Old homes

During the Dragon Boat Festival, the villagers are still wearing old clothes.

I invite you to carry a bamboo hat again, and dare to love the thatched cottage deeply for the mud;

There are guests who are of the same mind and have no money to buy wine and sell articles;

in those days, the fish was three feet, which is not as delicious as beans today.

6 Lantern Festival

Watching lanterns on the 15th night (Tang Dynasty) Lu Zhaolin

An aromatic banquet was held in Jinli, and Lan Hongyan was in her early years.

the colors are far away, and the numerous lights are far away.

when the stars fall, it seems like a moon hanging on the floor.

don't have a thousand smiles, come and show the front of the nine branches.

7 Chinese Valentine's Day

One of the nineteen ancient poems (Han) is anonymous

Far away Altair, Jiaojiao River Han female.

touch your hands with fine fibers, and work on the loom.

I cry like rain all day long.

the rivers and rivers are clear and shallow, which is quite different.

there are plenty of water, and the pulse is speechless.

Jingdu Song (excerpt)

(Tang) Zhang Jianfeng

On May 5th, it was sunny and sunny, and Yang Hua circled the river to crow at Xiaoying;

Before your envoy left the county lent, he heard the harmony on the river early;

Your envoy is always on time, and the horse has been led by the red flag;

Luo clothes on both sides of the strait smell fragrant, and silver hairpin shines like frost blade in the sun;

When the drums beat three times, the red flag opens and the two dragons leap out of the water.

The shadow flies to Wan Jian, and the drums break the waves and thunder thousands of times;

the drums are getting closer and closer, and the two dragons are looking at the target like an instant;

The people on the slope were shocked by thunderbolt, and the rainbow hung on the top of the pole was dizzy.

the front boat won the bid for the water, but the rear boat lost momentum and waved.

Lantern is built in the thoroughfare on the evening of the Yuan Dynasty, and it rises to the South Tower at night

(Sui) Emperor Yangdi

The Falun Gong turns in the sky, and the Brahma sounds in the sky;

a thousand lights shine on the tree, and seven flowers bloom.

the moon shadow is suspicious of flowing water, and the spring breeze contains night plums;

the golden land is burnt, and the glass table is made of bells.

the fifteenth night of the first month

(Tang) Su Daowei

The fire trees and silver flowers are in harmony, the star bridge is locked, and

the lights and trees shine thousands of times. The bright moon comes one by one.

prostitutes are all prostitutes, and their songs are all plum blossoms.

Jin Wu can't help staying up all night, and jade leaks don't rush each other.

Last Night on Yuan Dynasty

(Tang) Cui Ye

Don't hurry when the jade leaks from the copper pot, and the iron lock will be opened all night; Who can sit around on the moon and smell the lights?

Fifteen Nights Watching Lights

(Tang) Lu Zhaolin

An aromatic banquet was held in Jinli, and Lan Hongyan was in her early years.

the colors are far away, and the numerous lights are far away.

when the stars fall, it seems like a moon hanging on the floor.

don't have a thousand smiles, come and show the front of the nine branches.

the night lights on the fifteenth day of the first month

(Tang) Zhang Hu

Thousands of doors are unlocked, and the lights are bright, and it moves to Beijing in the middle of the first month.

311 wives danced in sleeves, and when they entered the sky, they wrote words.

Poetry says

(Tang) Li Shangyin

Moonlight lights fill the Imperial Capital, and cars cover the thoroughfare.

I thrive when I'm idle, but I'm ashamed to drive out the villagers to compete with Zigu.

Poem says

(Song) Jiang Baishi

Lantern Festival competes to see lotus-picking boats, and BMW cars pick up pendants;

In the stormy night, people are gone, and the lonely lamp still calls for selling Tang Yuan.

The poem says

(Song Dynasty) Jiang Baishi

The distinguished guests hooked the curtain to see the Imperial Street, and the treasures of the city came for a while,

The flower stand in front of the curtain had no way to go, so they refused to return with money.

(Note: Treasures here refer to Yuanxiao)

The Jade Case of Yuanxi

(Song) Xin Qiji

Thousands of trees are blooming in the easterly night, and the stars are raining down.

BMW cars are carved all over the road, the phoenix and the Xiao are moving, the kettle is turning, and the fish and dragons are dancing all night.

the moth, the willow and the golden thread, are laughing and fragrant.

the crowd searched for him for thousands of Baidu, and suddenly looking back, the man was there, and the fire was dim.

(Song Dynasty) Ouyang Xiu

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Traditional culture: ancient poems

at this lofty tower where the town ends, wilderness begins, and our longing has as far to go as the ocean or the sky hibiscus-flowers by the moat heave in a sudden wind, and vines along the wall are whipped with slanting rain nothing to see for three hundred miles but a blur of woods and mountain, and the river's nine loops, twisting in our bowels. * * * Lai Baiyue Tattooed Land, and not even letters, to keep us in touch with home. —— Han Yu's "Climbing Liuzhou Tower, Sending Zhang Ting to Seal Four States"

It's a rainy season, when spring happens, and sneaking into the night with the wind. Moistening things are quiet. Wild trails and clouds are dark, and rivers and boats are bright. Look at the red and wet places, and flowers are heavy in Jinguan City. —— Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night by Tang Du Fu

Thousands of miles of yings sing green and reflect red, and the wine flag of Shuicun Mountain Guo is windy. Four hundred and eighty temples in the southern dynasties, how many towers are misty and rainy. —— Poems of Jiangnan Spring by Tang Du Fu, there are many rains during Qingming Festival, and on the road. The shepherd boy points to the Xinghua Village. —— Qingming by Tang Du Mu

the large strings hummed like rain, the small strings whispered like a secret hummed, whispered-and then were intermingled, like a pouring of large and small pearls into a plate of jade .——— Pipa's Parallel Preface by Tang Bai Juyi

Traditional culture: festivals

on the mountain holiday thinking of my brothers in shandong is a stranger in a foreign land, and he misses his relatives twice every festive season.

"Qingming Festival" During the Qingming Festival, there are many rains, and pedestrians on the road want to die.

In "January Day", the firecrackers sound of one year old, and the spring breeze sends warmth into Tu Su. Thousands of households? Especially blinking? Xin Yan green one risk evil spirit?

"Yuanxi" Last year, the flower market was full of lights. At the end of the month, it is about dusk. The lantern festival on the fifteenth day of the first month of this year, the moonlight and the lights are still the same as last year. No longer saw last year's old friend, tears of tears were wet to the clothes.

In Mid-Autumn Moon, the twilight clouds are all collected and the cold is clear, and the silver and the Chinese turn to the jade plate silently. This life is not a good night, where to see the bright moon next year. What are the ancient poems about traditional culture?

at this lofty tower where the town ends, wilderness begins, and our longing has as far to go as the ocean or the sky.

hibiscus-flowers by the moat heave in a sudden wind, and vines along the wall are whipped with slanting rain.

nothing to see for three hundred miles but a blur of woods and mountain, and the river's nine loops, twisting in our bowels.

*** Come to Baiyue Tattoo, and not even letters, to keep us in touch with home.

-Han Yu's "Climbing Liuzhou Tower to Send Zhang Ting to Seal Four States"

It's a rainy season. When spring comes, things are moistened silently when they sneak into the night with the wind. Wild trails and clouds are dark, and rivers and boats are full of fire. When you look at the red and wet places, flowers are heavy in Jinguan City. —— Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night by Tang Du Fu

? Thousands of miles of birds are singing green and red, and the water village is full of wine flags. In the Southern Dynasties, there were 481 temples, and many towers were misty and rainy. —— Tang Du Fu's "Poems of Jiangnan Spring"

? During the Qingming Festival, there are many rains, and pedestrians on the road want to die. Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village. —— Qingming by Tang Du Mu

? The large strings hummed like rain, the small strings whispered like a secret, hummed, whispered-and then were intermingled, like a pouring of large and small pearls into a plate of jade. —— Tang Juyi's "Pipa in Parallel Order" Label: Classic Composition Previous: Classic Poem in Praise of the Company Next: Thank you for your wishes for your birthday. Thank you for your wishes.

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