There are poems about bamboo flutes.

1. Are there any poems praising the flute? 1. Listening to the flute on the Yellow Crane Tower with Qin Lang in history.

Year: Tang Author: 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.

2. "Smell the flute on a spring night"

Year: Tang Author: Li Yi

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.

Step 3 play the flute

Year: Song Author: Lu You

Wujiang Chuze wandered around, but never gave up the heart of Wan Li.

Drunk alone with pale jade bamboo shoots, Yueyang tower for dragons.

4. "Wan Li Lonely Cloud under the Moonflute"

Year: Song Author: zhangyan

Wan Li is a lonely cloud, drifting away, so where should we go? In the cold window dream, I still remember the old road. There are few willow trees in Lianchang. First, it rains at night. Surprised and sad, look at that candle shadow. Who is holding it?

Zhang Xu. Return to the sunset. Half-broken, even broken bridge gull heron. Tired travel is at the end of the world. At this time, I have a kind heart. I only worry about crying in Xizhou and ask Du Qu and others if they are there. I'm afraid of green sleeves and cold weather, but I still rely on plum trees.

5. Spring Night in Los Angeles

Year: Tang Author: Li Bai

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.

Step 6 smell the flute

Year: Song Author: Dong

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.

2. The poem describing 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.

3. The poem "Listening to the Flute on the Bunker" praising the flute was written by Gao Shi, a writer in the Tang Dynasty.

The full text of the ancient poem is as follows: Snow-clean horse grazes in the lake field, and Xiao guards the building in the moonlight. Excuse me, where did the plum blossom fall? The wind blew all over the mountain overnight.

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. Smelling flute in Los Angeles on a Spring Night is the work of Li Bai, a writer in the Tang Dynasty.

The full text of the ancient poem is as follows: Whose Yu Di flies in the dark and scatters into the east wind of Los Angeles. In this nocturne, the willow is broken, and no one can afford to be homesick.

Whose courtyard does the quiet Yu Di fly out of? Enter the spring breeze and float over the ancient city of Luoyang. Who can't help but miss their hometown when they hear the music of "Folding Willow" on the night of their stay?

The author of "The First Meeting in Yangzhou Appreciates Lotte" is Liu Yuxi, a writer in the Tang Dynasty. Its full-text ancient poems are as follows: Bashan Chuhe River is desolate and abandoned in twenty-three years.

People come back. Like people in Michelle, I can only play the flute, and I am disappointed. On one side of the boat, Qian Fan races; At the head of the sick tree, every year is a spring shower.

Today, listen to you sing a song, drink a glass of wine and cheer up. I spent twenty-three years in the desolate places of Bashan and Chushui.

Missing an old friend, reciting Xiao Fu in vain, and returning home for a long time is not the past. Next to the sunken ship, there is a passing Qian Fan, but before the diseased tree, there is a struggle in spring.

After listening to the poem you recited to me today, I can cheer up with this wine for the time being. Joining the Army was written by Wang Changling, a writer in the Tang Dynasty.

The full text of his ancient poem is as follows: a hundred feet bonfire in the west of the city, and you sit alone in the sea breeze and autumn at dusk. Guan Shanyue, who plays Qiangdi, is not worried about the golden boy Wan Li.

This building in the west of Huo Feng City is hundreds of feet high. At dusk, I sat there alone, bathed in the autumn wind of Qinghai Lake. The music "Guan Shanyue" played by Qiangdi was brought from afar by the autumn wind, which can't eliminate my yearning for my wife thousands of miles away.

The author of Liangzhou Ci is Wang Zhihuan, a writer in the Tang Dynasty. The full text of his ancient poems is as follows: The Yellow River is far above the white clouds, and there is an isolated city-Wan Ren.

Why use the elegy of willow to complain about the delay of spring, old Yumenguan, a spring breeze is not blowing! Looking around, the Yellow River is drifting away, as if rushing in winding white clouds. In the mountains of Wan Ren in the upper reaches of the Yellow River, an isolated city, Yumenguan, stands tall and isolated.

Why do you want to use Qiangdi to play sad willow songs to complain that spring has not come? It turns out that the spring breeze can't blow around Yumen Gate. The author of The Shepherd Boy is Yan Lu, a writer in the Tang Dynasty.

The full text of his ancient poems is as follows: the grass shop is six or seven miles away from the field, and the flute is three or four times in the evening breeze. Come back from a full meal at dusk and lie in the moonlight without taking off your hemp fiber.

Green grass, vast Yuan Ye, endless. The flute sounded intermittently in the evening breeze, melodious.

The shepherd boy returned from grazing and had a big meal at dusk. He didn't even take off his hemp fiber, so he lay happily on the grass and looked at the bright moon in the sky.

The author of the dream work is Ouyang Xiu, a writer in the Song Dynasty. The full text of the ancient poem is as follows: Qian Shan plays the flute at night, and the road is dark and beautiful.

Playing chess doesn't know how to change the world, and the bar is helpless to miss home. In classical poetry, there are many people who write dreams or poems in their dreams.

In Qing Dynasty, Zhao Yi once said in Ou Bei Shi Hua that there were as many as 99 Dream Poems written by Lu You. Some of these works write dreams, and some use dreams to express the poet's feelings.

Another feature of this poem is that the antithesis is ingenious and seamless, and the two conjunctions are opposite. This is influenced by Du Fu's quatrains.

The author of Deng Kuaige is Huang Tingjian, a writer in the Song Dynasty. The full text of his ancient poems is as follows: I have abandoned my official business, and things in the pavilion depend on yat sen villa.

Qian Shan has a vast sky, and Chengjiang has a bright moon. Zhu Xian is already a beauty, and her young eyes are chatting with wine.

Wan Li returned to the ship to play the flute, which is why we made an alliance with Bai Ou. I'm not a big shot, just a perfunctory official. I have been busy all day. Taking advantage of the rain at night, I went to the express pavilion to relax.

From a distance, it is early winter, when all the trees are depressed and the world is wider. In the bright moonlight, Chengjiang flows clearly into the distance.

My friends are far away, and I'm not interested in playing the strings. Only when I see wine will my eyes light up. Thinking about the fetters of life, an official might as well find a boat to play the flute and float to his hometown, where being with Bai Ou is not a better destination.

On the River was written by Wang Anshi, a writer in the Song Dynasty. The full text of his ancient poems is as follows: the west wind overflows the river, and the river flowers turn red in the evening.

The flute of love, blowing farewell, blows to the mountains in the east with the autumn wind. Autumn wind is blowing on the river, and the fallen flowers on the river bank are falling in the sunset glow.

The feeling of parting makes the distant flute blow, and with the autumn wind blows to the east of the mountain. The author of Watching Hu People Play the Flute is Li Bai, a writer in the Tang Dynasty.

The full text of his ancient poems is as follows: Hu people play the jade emperor, half for the sound of the piano. In October, Wu, plum blossoms fall into the pavilion.

Tears welled up in my eyes when I smelled Saiqu. But looking at Chang 'an Road, I miss that main feeling.

The conference semifinals played on flutes, mostly three fat. At dawn in Wu Shan in October, a song "Plum Blossom" fell to Jingting.

My hat tassel was wet with tears when I heard the music of "Out of the Plug" in sadness. Looking back at the avenue leading to Chang 'an, it's a pity that I fell in love with the monarch.

The author of The Yellow Crane Tower Smells the Flute is Li Bai, a writer in the Tang Dynasty. The full text of his ancient poems is as follows: 1. Moving to Changsha, looking to Chang 'an in the west, not seeing home.

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. This is what Li Bai did when he exiled Yelang to Wuchang in the first year of Gan Yuan (758).

This poem is about visiting the Yellow Crane Tower and listening to the flute, which expresses the poet's exile abroad. Jia Yi in the Western Han Dynasty was relegated to Changsha by the powerful minister for accusing the current politics.

Li Bai was also implicated in the Li Lin incident in Wang Yong, and was exiled to Yelang on the charge of "disobedience". So the poet quoted Jia Yi as a homonym.

Jiangnan Dream was written by Huang Fusong, a writer in the Tang Dynasty. The full text of his ancient poems is as follows: blue embers fall, dark red bananas are on the screen.

Dreaming about plum blossoms in the south of the Yangtze River, and playing flute and rain at night. At the People's Postal Bridge.

The deeper the translation, the dim candles and the canna on the painting screen. I was sleepy and finally fell asleep. In my dream, I was in Jiangnan after a long separation. When childhood is mature, it is the rainy season in Jiangnan. I was alone in the boat, holding a bamboo flute, playing with the rustling rain outside the boat, and sometimes I heard people talking at the post station on the bridge, talking about the long-lost local accent and telling unforgettable stories.

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4. Thirty Poems of Flute: I heard the flute in Los Angeles on a spring night. Li Bai [recommended] his "Jade Emperor" was secretly scattered to the spring breeze in Los Angeles.

In this nocturne, the willow is broken, and no one can afford to be homesick. Li Bai [recommended] one is to move to Changsha and look at Chang' an in the west.

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. Li Bai joined the army from Yumen Road and chased Jin Weishan.

There is a song "Plum Blossom" on the frontier fortress, which is the soldiers celebrating the victory of the war. Drums are everywhere in the desert, and the heroic spirit of the soldiers can pervade the clouds.

Only the head of Khan can get the head of Khan and go straight to Tielu. Listen to the Hu people playing the flute, Li Bai and the Jade Emperor playing the Hu people, half of which is the voice of Qin.

In October, Wu, plum blossoms fall into the pavilion. Tears welled up in my eyes when I smelled Saiqu.

Playing the flute Du Fu plays the flute. The autumn is crisp and the moon is clear. Who skillfully makes a heartbreaking sound? The wind is drifting with the wind, and the moon is bright near Guanshan.

Hu rode northbound in the middle of the night, and Wuling wanted to go southbound. Today, the old garden willow falls, why worry about the middle song?

In the evening, he took the wine to the river and Du Fu wanted to watch the white sunset on the Qingjiang River, and then took the beauty aboard. The flute was full of anger and sadness, and the wonderful dance didn't stop all night.

Big fish often haunt the lights and listen to the song low, if you like. In the middle of the night, the wind blows cold, and the ship is happy.

Out of Wang Zhihuan [Recommended] The Yellow River is an isolated city, Wan Ren Mountain, far from the white clouds. Jiang (the original word five strokes can't be played) flute, why bother to complain about Liu, the spring breeze is only Yumenguan.

On the bunker, I heard that playing the flute is noble and clean, and herding horses in Hu-day. On the moon, ginger (the original word cannot be played with five strokes) plays the flute between buildings. Excuse me, where did the plum blossom fall? The wind blew all over the mountain overnight.

At the banquet, Zhang Qiao played a song in Liangzhou, and the wind moved Xiao Sa to Jiangcheng. There is an old war guest in the seat. Don't play the flute.

Listening to the flute, Liu Changqing once took pity on me in Changsha, carrying wine and sand to bid farewell to the relocated guests. Where there is plenty of grass in the sea, who can play the flute on the river?

The flute can make lonely guests worry, and the green wave is as light as no flow. The voice of business is bright and the voice of feather is bitter, while the voice of river is silent and sad.

Listening to the sound of Guanshan, the moonlight in Sanxiang is sad. Blowing willow trees stirs up all the sounds, and thousands of miles of spring scenery hurts people's hearts.

Where does it drift with the wind? Only the winding lake is deep. After Farming left you, he turned white immediately.

Li Zhonglong, who plays the flute, stops listening to the moonlight, and the wonderful bamboo meets the good voice. Putting a song before seeing the two statues reminds people of Xu Yunfeng.

Recite the flute "Zhiwen Jiang" (the original word can't be played in five strokes), write down the dragon sound on the flute, and sing until late at 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.

Yuan Zhen, a poet in Lianchang Palace, played a tune for nine days, and twenty-five lang played the pipe one by one. Traveling all over Liangzhou, colorful Qiuci records constantly.

Li Mo pressed his flute against the palace wall and stole some new songs. Huzhang Tianque in Huaqing Palace is more important than being young at night, dancing between clouds and fairy songs.

The Jade Emperor rose in the air, and the moon was full and the Lishan Palace leaked long. I heard the flute. Zhang Hu flew in the plum blossom flute all night, and it was cold and clear.

The north wind blows to the clouds. Li Modi and Zhang Hu are always lucky in Luoyang City and Tianle Palace is bright at night.

Helpless, Li Mo stole the music, and the restaurant flute was a new sound. Listening to the flute on the wall of Shouxiang all night, Li Yi misses his hometown at night, and the flute is even more sad.

The sad man didn't want to hear it, so he came to the pillow. The wind is blocking the clouds, and the moon opens at night.

Pingming is lonely and melancholy, and tries her best to fly. At the banquet, the general watched the stone dance. Li Yiwei came to the garrison building in the southeast of Yue Yue, and the pipa danced on his head.

What's more, the flute is far from the mountain, and the white grass and sand are cold in autumn. On a spring night, I heard the flute. Li Yihan plays the flute to call for spring return, and the guests see tears all over their skirts.

Countless geese parked by the lake in the evening have been eager to fly north until dawn. Wei Shao, village flute, high and low, played a sad rhyme.

But I saw a lonely village on a moonlit night, and a cow flute interrupted people's intestines. Huaqing Palace and Du Sheren Xue Neng locked thousands of doors in silence and played the flute.

Shake your feathers with a soft voice and dress with a soft step. Zhao Xian [recommended], who heard the flute and played the flute and painted the building, had intermittent sounds followed by intermittent wind.

The sky is falling very clandestinely. Please go to the curtain call with Leng Yue. Prosperous to agriculture, countryside and farmers, Fu wrote a poem about Ma Rong.

I don't know if people are here, but it's loud and empty. Dimfragrance Jiang Kui [Recommended] How many times have you photographed me in the plum blossom and played the flute? Arouse jade people and climb regardless of the cold.

He Xun is old now and has forgotten. But strangely, the flowers are sparse outside the bamboo, and the incense is cold into the Yao mat.

Jiangguo is silent. Sigh is strange and far away, and snow begins to accumulate at night.

Cui Zunyi cried, and the red calyx was silent and nostalgic. Chang Ji once joined hands to crush thousands of trees, making the West Lake cold and blue.

When can you see it again? Jade Lou Chun, Red Mansion King House, December Spring Cold, who blows the Jade Emperor at the corner of the building? Tianjin Bridge used to listen to, thirty-six palace autumn grass green.

There is no news of Zhao Huaren leaving, and it is in Jiang Shangqing at night. With a loud noise, all the flowers in the short pavilion disappeared and countless pedestrians did not return.

Good news: Wang Yuanliang leans on the Zhejiang Building alone, complaining and moaning. And the voice of the pear garden, I miss that person.

Begonia is skinny and afraid of cold spring. How can it withstand the wind and rain? Looking back at Huaqing pool, the clouds are lingering.

Playing the flute on the boat Yang Wanli was impatient on the boat, got drunk, played the flute and blew a cigarette. A clear voice rang through the air, and the ape let out a cry and fell into the stream and spring.

Partridge day Huang Juzhi was born in, so don't let your glass dry up in life. In front of the wind, the flute blows obliquely, and the drunken hairpin hangs upside down.

Live, eat, dance, and enjoy the song board. Yellow flowers and white hairs are holding hands, and people look at them coldly when they give them.

Looking at the south of the Yangtze River, Huang Fusong [recommended] has blue flowers and dark red plantains on the screen. Dreaming of plum blossoms in the south of the Yangtze River, the night boat playing the flute and the rain rustling, and people talking about the post bridge.

Double tone. Water sprite Georgi was in several villages before and after winter, and both Beixi and Nanxi were frosted. Where is the fragrance when the cold wind comes on the lonely mountain at the bottom of the tree? When we met suddenly, I dressed up.

Wine wakes up cold dreams, Xiao hurts spring and heartbroken, and the moon is hazy. Zhong You, emperor of Ma Zhiyuan, sent away the cicada at sunset.

It is half cool and half curtain wind, and the poet's feelings are particularly heavy. Where is the balcony, and the flute sounds sad? Two hair spots, forever autumn night, how heavy the Chu wind is.

I can't stop dreaming.

5. Poem about Bamboo Flute Li Bai's "Smelling Flute in Los Angeles on Spring Night"

Whose fish flute is flying in the dark and scattered to the spring breeze full of Chinese fir;

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

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In the 23rd year of Kaiyuan (735), Li Baike made Luoyang its capital. The poem "Smelling the flute in Los Angeles on a Spring Night" was written by the guests immediately.

This poem is about homesickness, and the title is "Smelling the flute in Los Angeles on a Spring Night". Obviously, this poem was aroused by the flute. In the title, "Los Angeles" indicates the place of residence, and "Spring Night" indicates the season and specific time. Start by playing the flute, and then write. It is already late at night, and it is difficult for the poet to fall asleep. Suddenly, there were several intermittent flutes. The sound of the flute immediately touched the poet's wandering feelings. The poet didn't smell the flute, but said it was "flying secretly" and changed the object to the subject. The word "dark" is the key. Note that economists often ignore this word. The late Mr. Shen Zufen said: "...' Whose is it' and' the sound of dark flying', write down the mental state when you smell it, first hear the sound of flying, and trace where it came from, but I don't know who blew it and where it came from, so it is said to fly out secretly." (A brief interpretation of seven Tang poems) is an understanding. Because I don't know where the flute comes from or who the piper is, it is very correct to write the word "dark". The word "darkness" here has multiple meanings. It is mainly said that the flute was sent secretly, as if it was specially flown to people who were away from home, so as to move them and to leave their sorrow and hate. The whole sentence shows a difficult mood, the so-called subjective writing is objective. In addition, "dark" has intermittent and vague meanings, which is consistent with the situation of poetry. "Whose family" means we don't know whose family. "Who" and "Dark" take care of each other. The second sentence deliberately exaggerates the flute sound, saying that it "scatters into the spring breeze" and "fills Los Angeles", as if it were everywhere, everywhere. This is naturally an extreme exaggeration of your subjective feelings. The word "three" is used well "San" is unified, all over the body. The flute "scatters into the spring breeze" and spreads everywhere with the spring breeze, neither east nor west, nor south nor north. That is, it is the preset point of the word "person" in Romance; The word "full" comes from the word "scattered", and the two are closely related.

Why do poets who smell flutes touch homesickness? In the third issue, I wrote the song "Folding Willow". The ancients folded their willows when they bid farewell, hoping that their loved ones would return to fold their willows. It is said that "Liu" and "Li" are homophonic, so it is a farewell gesture to fold the willow. Chang 'an Baqiao Bridge is a famous farewell place, or the willow trees in Yun Qi were completely broken for farewell. The song "Broken Willow" is a sad farewell, and its voice is sad and bitter. At the end of Taikang in Jin Dynasty, the song of "breaking willow" was popular in Luo Jing, and there was a word of "bitter struggle". The Song of Folding Willow in the Northern Dynasty said: "When you get on the horse, you don't catch the whip, but you are against Yang Liuzhi; Sitting on the flute, worried about killing the traveler. " Probably all the lyrics are written according to the meaning of the song. Therefore, when the poet heard this song, he was homesick. Generally speaking, people who have lived abroad for a long time have nothing to do during the day, but it is easy to miss their hometown at dusk. People are often sentimental in spring and autumn. Folding willow is the crowning touch of the whole poem, that is, the meaning of "smelling flute" In a few words, the poet's own feelings come from others. Emphasizing "this night" is to talk to all people living in Luoyang city and put on airs to sum up the sentence "Who can't stand homesickness". This is the deduction of subjective feelings, not to say "I", but to see the deep affection and homesickness of "I".

Li Taibai's style, that is, his subjective tendency in artistic expression, can be shown in just seven quatrains.

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[1] Spring breeze: One is called "East Wind".

[2] Zheliu: namely Zheliu, the title of the song. According to legend, Zhang Qian entered the Western Regions with "Fighting Music of Maha" in the Western Han Dynasty, and Li Yannian created 28 new sounds such as "Folding Willow" because of Hu Qu. There is also "Folding Willow" in the cross-blowing song of the beam and drum horn. Shang Qing's songs include "Climbing Yang Zhi", "Breaking Willow in Mid-Autumn Festival" and "Little Breaking Willow".

6. A good poem about the flute, Yellow Crane Tower (works by Fan Chengda). Who will be the Jade Emperor's Mid-Autumn Festival? Huang Hefei knows the old tour. Han Shu has feelings across North Zhu, and Shu Jiang has no words to hold the South Tower. Zhu Tian City is brightly lit, and Wan Li ships are flying with flags. However, I laugh at the anglers in bass country, Wuchang fish is very convenient to stay for a long time.

Send Yuan Mei (Li Panlong's works) Jimen City danced last month, and who wrote the song "Dike" by Yu Di? Can't listen to guests, the autumn wind blows the Yellow River.

The Yellow Crane Tower heard the flute Li Bai.

One is to move the guests to Changsha, and there is no home to look at Changsha in the west. The Yellow Crane Tower heard the Jade Emperor, and plum blossoms fell in Jiangcheng in May.

The yellow crane returns, and see Zhou Zhu's thousand-year-old fragrant grass;

Today, the white clouds are still there. Ask who blows plum blossoms in May in Yu Di!

The heart is far away and the world is wide. Put the wine on the bar and listen to the jade emperor plum blossom. Is it time to fall down?

I bid farewell to Jianghan, pushed the window to send the outline, and asked when Xianhuanghe would return.

Whose rain flute flies in the dark and spring is full of Los Angeles.

The Jade Emperor made Yuan Ting, Qiu Yun, and her girl leaned back to listen.

Xuanzong's Guifei plays the Jade Emperor and Yue Xian Ziyun.

Yu Di, a female geisha in Dunhuang, flies in the sky.

7. Did you describe the poem of dizi 1 and Shi Lang Zhong Qin listening to dizi on the Yellow Crane Tower?

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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 heard 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?

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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.

From the army to the north.

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.

5 spring night flute Li Yi

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.

Six villages 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.

7 lonely geese

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,

Nobody can deliver it.

Why should a strong brother complain about willow? The spring breeze does not pass through Yumen Pass.

8. Poems related to the flute smell the flute

Zhao Wei (Tang Dynasty)

Who is playing the flute and drawing in the building? Intermittent sounds are accompanied by intermittent winds.

Very sonorous in the sky, Leng Yue in the shade.

Prosperous to agriculture, countryside and farmers, Fu wrote a poem about Ma Rong.

I don't know if people are here, but it's loud and empty.

Chang' an late autumn

Author: Zhao Wei

Year: Tang Dynasty

Type: Seven Laws

Clouds flow bleak, and the Han Palace moves in high autumn.

When the stars are broken, the flute touches the ground.

Purple half-open fence is quiet, and red is full of lotus worries.

Beautiful perch, empty wearing a southern crown to learn Chu prisoners.