Tang and Song poems with the word flute , poems containing the word flute

Plug it up and listen to the flute.

The snow is clean and the horses are still herding, and the moon is bright and the Qiang is between the buildings.

Where do plum blossoms fall? The wind blows all night over the mountain!

Spring night Los Angeles flute.

Whose jade flute is flying in the dark?

Scattered into the spring breeze full of Los Angeles.

In this nocturne, I heard the willows, who can't afford the love of the old garden!

Listen to the flute on a spring night. The cold mountain played the flute to call for the return of spring, and the migrants looked at each other with tears in their eyes.

Dongting clothes are endless geese at night, and they don't wait for the dawn to fly north.

Dijia Lane. Flowers in the West Garden, grass in the south, Shao is bright, and it is light and warm after Qingming.

The water frolic boat moves, the drinking feast opens, the silver pond seems to be dyed, and the golden embankment is like embroidery.

It is a prince and grandson, and there are many prostitutes, often carrying slender hands.

Repatriated people, to Jiajing, touching the eyes, and feeling old.

Don't be long. On the day of the imperial city, the night candle of the Lantang, the million calls, the spring breeze of the painting pavilion, and the ten thousand wines.

If you don't have a province or a banquet, you can forget the orchestra, and you can't find flowers and willows when you're drunk.

How do you know that Qin Lou, the sound of the jade flute is broken, and the past is difficult to repeat.

Empty hatred, looking at the fairy township, a salary is condensed, and tears are stained with sleeves.

Why should Qiang Di complain about the willows, the spring breeze does not pass the jade gate.

A few bagpipes leave the pavilion late, Jun to Xiaoxiang and I to Qin.

Listen to the flute in Los Angeles on a spring night.

Don Li Bai. Whose jade flute flew darkly, scattered into the spring breeze full of Los Angeles.

In this nocturne, I heard the willows, who can't afford the love of the old garden!

Reward Lotte Yangzhou first met at the banquet.

Liu Yuxi. Bashan Chushui was desolate, and he was abandoned for twenty-three years.

The nostalgic empty chant hears the flute, and the countryside is like a rotten Ke person.

Thousands of sails passed by the side of the sinking boat, and ten thousand trees were spring in front of the sick tree.

Listen to the song of Jun today, and temporarily rely on the spirit of a glass of wine.

Fengcheng Garden listens to the flute.

Tang Dou Mou. Zeng Zhu Ying spit Jinyin, wanting to visit the dust in the barren grass.

The autumn wind suddenly sprinkled the tears of the West Garden, full of people in Shanyang Dili.

Smell the flute on the river. Wang Changling.

The transverse flute complains about the river and the moon, where to find the flat boat.

The sound is long outside the Chu Mountain, and the song is deep in the Ming Pass.

More than 10,000 miles away, this night heart is spread far away.

It is cold and cold, and the sound is only in the secluded forest.

I don't know who is the son, repeat the Handan sound.

The water customers are all embraced, and the empty frost is full.

The horses looked north and went, and the people moved more and more sadly.

When the grass is white, the festival is long.

Yongdi Tang and Song asked.

The Qiang flute writes the sound of the dragon and sings into the night.

Under the lonely moon of Guanshan, come to Longtou Ming.

Blowing plum blossoms falling, with spring willow color shock.

Walk to the son, sit and remember the old neighbors.

Looking south of the river. Li yu.

Idle dreams are far away, and the south is in autumn. Thousands of miles of rivers and mountains are far away, and there is a lonely boat in the depths of Luhua. Flute in the Yueming Building.

The verses with the flute are as follows:

1, Li Bai "Listening to the Flute in Luocheng on a Spring Night, Listening to the Flute in Luoyang City on a Spring Night".

The original poem is as follows: Whose jade flute flies in the dark, scattered into the spring breeze full of Los Angeles.

In this nocturne, I heard the willows, who can't afford the love of the old garden!

Translation: Whose exquisite flute secretly emits a melodious flute sound? With the spring breeze fluttering, spread all over the city of Luoyang.

In tonight's song, when I heard the "Folding Willows" in my hometown, who wouldn't feel homesick because of this?

2, Gao Shi "Plug on and Listen to the Flute".

The original poem is as follows: Xuejing Hu Tian herds horses back, and the moon is bright and Qiang flute is between the buildings.

By asking where the plum blossoms fall, the wind blows all night over the mountain.

Translation: The snow and ice have melted, and the invading Hu soldiers have quietly returned. The moonlight was bright, and the melodious sound of the flute echoed among the towers.

Where does the "Plum Blossom Song" full of love drift to? It seems to fall like a plum blossom all over Guanshan with the wind.

3, Li Yi "Listening to the Flute on a Spring Night".

The original poem is as follows: The cold mountain plays the flute to call for the return of spring, and the migrants look at each other with tears in their eyes.

Dongting has endless geese all night, and does not wait for the dawn to fly north.

Translation: In the cold mountains, playing the flute calling for spring to return to the earth, the people who have been relocated look at each other and can't help but wet their clothes with tears.

At night, the countless geese that stayed on the shore of Dongting Lake were eager to fly north before dawn.

4, Zhang Xun "Wen Di".

The original poem is as follows: As soon as the mountain is tried, the captives are attached to the city.

Don't distinguish the color of the wind and dust, and know the heart of heaven and earth?

The door is open and the moon is near, and the battle is deep.

Upstairs at night, I heard the sound of the flute.

Translation: I tried to climb the high mountain and looked, and saw that the enemy cavalry was approaching the north of the city.

The wind and dust are indifferent and do not distinguish colors, how can you know the will of heaven for rise and fall.

The stars and moon were hanging low outside the camp gate, and the fierce battle was darkening.

In the morning and evening, I went upstairs and listened to the sound of the transverse flute in the distance.

5, Liu Yuxi, "Reward Paradise Yangzhou First Meeting Banquet Gift".

The original poem is as follows: Bashan Chushui is desolate, abandoned for twenty-three years.

The nostalgic empty chant hears the flute, and the countryside is like a rotten Ke person.

Thousands of sails passed by the side of the sinking boat, and ten thousand trees were spring in front of the sick tree.

Listen to the song of Jun today, and temporarily rely on the spirit of a glass of wine.

Translation: Bashan Chushui is a desolate place, and he has lived silently for twenty-three years.

When I come back, I am like a rotten person, I can only play the flute and write poems, and I am empty and melancholy.

On the side of the sunken boat, thousands of sails are competing; In front of the sick tree, ten thousand trees are in spring.

Listen to you sing a song today, and borrow a glass of wine to cheer up.

6, Lu Yan "Shepherd Boy Makes Shepherd Boy Answer the Weak Man".

The original poem is as follows: The grass is spread across the field for six or seven miles, and the flute makes three or four sounds of the evening breeze.

After returning to eat and dusk, he did not take off his clothes and lay down in the moonlight.

The shepherd boy returns from grazing, at sunset after a full dinner. He didn't even take off his clothes, he lay on the grass and looked at the full moon in the sky.

"Manjiang Red Jinling Wuyi Garden".

The willow brought the elm money, and returned it, Qingming cold food. Tianyi smiled, the garden was full of Luo Qi, and the city was full of flutes. The flowers and trees are sunny and red, and the distant mountains are green like drops of rain.

Ask who is coming to Jiangnan and Chiguan, Jiangnan Ke. Wuyi Lane, the present is still the past. It's hard to find black clothes today.

But every year swallows, the evening smoke slanting sun. Shake off a spring of dust debts, sad and heroic deeds of the ages. And Fang Zun, take advantage of the time, and rest the void.

The sky is blue. Ask Zifu Qingdu, what is the night tonight. Under the shade of Tong, the romance is far away, and the autumn is endless.

Reading the traces of Chen, the Tiger Palace, remembering the past, the dragon and the phoenix. Revl, Toad White. The clouds are clear, and the sky is breathing.

Got it. It is not far from Penglai, and it has no wings. Guanghan Palace, dancing through the neon clothes, white jade platform, singing Yao Xi.

If you don't think about the lower realm, some people are lonely. Envy Bowang, two pan immortals, and Man Qian, three stealing Panshi. Put Danding, dark melt liquid.

Ride the clouds, drunk and scold. Sorry. But the old tree in the south of the city, I know who the people.

Why should Qiang Di complain about the willows, the spring breeze does not pass the jade gate.

Whose jade flute flew darkly, scattered into the spring breeze full of Los Angeles. - Listening to the Flute in Los Angeles on a Spring Night" Li Bai.

The jade flute is played in the Yellow Crane Tower, and the plum blossoms fall in May in Jiangcheng. - Yellow Crane Tower Listening to the Flute" Li Bai.

The snow is clean and the sky is herding the horses, and the moon is bright and the Qiang flute is between the buildings. - Plug it up and listen to the flute" Gao Shi.

The cold mountain played the flute to call for the return of spring, and the migrants looked at each other with tears in their eyes. —Listening to the Flute on a Spring Night" by Li Yi.

A few bagpipes leave the pavilion late, Jun to Xiaoxiang and I to Qin.

1.Whose jade flute flew darkly, scattered into the spring breeze full of Los Angeles.

The nostalgic empty chant hears the flute, and the countryside is like a rotten Ke person.