Legend has it that during the Warring States Period, a woman named Han E came to Qi. Because of hunger all the way, she has been short of food for several days, and she is singing and begging at the southwest gate of Linzi, Qi State. Her beautiful and euphemistic singing deeply touched the heartstrings of the audience and left a deep impression on people.

Three days later, people can still hear her singing in the beams. People say that Han E's song "echoes around the beam for three days". Han E lives in a hotel. Because of poverty, Han E was insulted by the innkeeper. Han E was heartbroken and left.

The voice was so sad that everyone who heard her sing felt as if she were immersed in sadness. At one time, the innkeeper had to invite her back to sing a happy song.

Han E "restored Long song". When everyone heard that he "danced with joy and could control himself", the atmosphere suddenly became cheerful, and he forgot all his previous sadness. His singing is touching, even here.

Therefore, later generations have the idiom allusions of "lingering sound around the beam" and "three days around the beam" to describe the beauty of singing and the charm of music.

2. Poetry or classical Chinese describing beautiful songs. The best word to describe a song is three days. The origin of the word is a classical Chinese.

Secondly, the first poem is Bai Juyi's Pipa Trip.

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Sonorous, loud and lasting

Xue Tan studied under Qin Qing, and his youth was not poor, so he called himself exhausted. I resigned. Qin Qing stopped; In the suburbs, touching elegies, shaking trees, very sonorous. Xue Tan apologized and never dared to speak for life. Qin Qing said to his friend, "In the past, when Han E was in the East, he lacked food. After passing through Yong Men, he sang and pretended to eat. When I walked, the sound was lingering, and I walked for three days, so I walked left and right. If you go against the journey, you will be humiliated by those who go against it. Han E wailed for ages, and cried for three days without eating. Catch up with it Wuye, go back to Long song. For a long time, the old and the young danced happily, and the Buddha couldn't help it, but forgot his sadness. This is a generous gift. Therefore, the people of Yong Men are good at singing and crying up to now, and they have released the legacy of moths. 」

Pipa line Bai Juyi

At night, I bid farewell to a guest on Xunyang River. Maple leaves and mature rushes rustle in autumn. I, the host, have dismounted, my guest has boarded his boat, and we raise our cups, hoping to drink-but, alas, there is no music.

Although we drank a lot of wine, we were not happy. When we were leaving each other, the river mysteriously widened in the direction of the full moon. We heard a sudden sound, a guitar crossed the water, the host forgot to go home and the guests left.

We followed the direction of the melody and asked the player's name, and the voice was interrupted ... and then she reluctantly answered. We moved the boat closer to hers, invited her to join us, and summoned more wine and lanterns to start our party again.

However, before she came to us, we called a thousand times and urged her for a thousand times, but she still hid half of her face behind her guitar from us. ... she turned the tuning pin and tested several strings, and even before she played, we could feel her feelings.

Every string is a kind of meditation, and every note is a kind of deep thinking, as if she were telling us the pain of her life. She frowned, bent her fingers, and then started her music, letting her heart share everything with us bit by bit.

She brushed the strings, slowly twisted, swept and plucked, first the air in the rainbow skirt, then the six small ones. Big strings hum like rain, and small strings whisper like secrets.

Humming, whispering-and then mixing together, like pouring large and small pearls into a plate of jade. Between Guan Ying's words, the bottom of the flower is slippery, so you can't swallow the spring scenery and flow under the ice.

The ice spring is cold and astringent, as if it can't pass; And notes, fade away. The depth of sadness and the hiding of sadness are more told in silence than in voice.

A silver vase suddenly burst, pouring out a stream of water, jumping out of the conflict and blow between armored horses and weapons. Before she put down the pick, her stroke was over, and all four strings made a sound, just like tearing silk.

There is a quiet boat in the east and a quiet boat in the west, but see the new autumn moon in the river. She tied it thoughtfully on the rope, stood up and smoothed her clothes, serious and polite.

Tell us how she spent her girlhood in the capital and lived in her parents' house in Toad Hill. She mastered the guitar at the age of thirteen, and her name ranked first in the list of musicians.

Her art even attracted the appreciation of experts, and her beauty attracted the envy of all major dancers. Wuling teenagers fight for their heads, and a song gives countless rolls of red silk.

The silver comb inlaid with shells was broken by her rhythm, and the bloody skirt was stained with wine. Season after season, joy followed, and neither the autumn moon nor the spring breeze attracted her attention.

Until her brother went to war, and then her aunt died, and the night passed, and the night came, and her beauty disappeared. There were fewer and fewer cars and horses in front of the door, and finally she married herself to a businessman.

Who, first of all, stole money, accidentally left her and went to Fuliang to buy tea a month ago. Take an empty boat to Jiangkou, no company, only the bright moon and cold water.

Sometimes in the middle of the night, she will dream of her victory, and her makeup will turn red and her tears will dry up. Her first guitar note made me sigh. Now, after listening to her story, I feel even sadder.

We were all unhappy until the end of the day, when we met. We understand. What is the relationship between acquaintances? . Last year, I resigned from the imperial city, and now I am sick and exiled in Jiujiang.

Jiujiang is so far away that I haven't heard music, neither strings nor bamboo sounds for a whole year. The humidity near Cannes is very low, and the house is surrounded by bitter reeds and yellow rushes.

What can you hear here in the morning and evening? ? The cuckoo's bleeding cry, the ape's sobbing. I often pick up the wine and drink it alone in the spring morning with flowers and the autumn night with moonlight shining.

Of course, there are folk songs and bagpipes in the village, but they are rough and harsh, and they are harsh in my ears. Tonight, when I heard you playing the guitar, I felt that my hearing was illuminated by wonderful music.

Don't leave us. Come, sit down. Play it for us again. I will write a Long song about the guitar ... She was moved by my words, stood there for a while, and then sat down to play her strings-they sounded even sadder.

Although the tune was different from what she had played before, all the listeners covered their faces. But which of them cried the most? ? This Jiujiang official. My blue sleeves are wet.

3. What poems or classical Chinese are there that describe "beautiful singing"? 1. "The partridge fights the duck pool and doesn't return at night"

Year: Song Author: Yan

Duckfighting pond doesn't go home at night,

There are new poems in the wine column.

The clouds turn with Jasper's song,

Snow dances around Hongqiong.

I feel old today and want to get dressed.

Poor people are like water.

Looking back on sad things,

I don't know the autumn moon and the spring breeze.

2. Butterfly Lovers Yue Nv Picking Lotus Autumn Water

Year: Song Author: Ouyang Xiu

Yue Nv picked lotus in autumn water. The narrow sleeves are light, revealing double gold cymbals. Take a picture and pick flowers like noodles. Only * * * silk confusion in my heart. ? It's getting late at the beach. The fog is heavy and the smoke is light, and there is no companion when you come. The faint song spread to the distance. Sorrow leads to Jiang Nanan.

3. "Partridge, when drinking, when singing and drinking"

Year: Song Author: Anonymous

When it comes to wine, it is a song, full of wine and food. Sing a song about the truth about Lotte. Three cups of five pottery lamps are sentimental and have fun with the moon. Ringing column, total guest. The song is dazzling, and the clouds stop. Spring breeze is full of intimate friends, and a song teaches you to listen.

4. "The young mermaid flower terrace echoed with the warmth of singing."

Year: Song Author: Fang

The flower bed echoed with warm songs. The days are short in the forest. The desire for love shakes the guest's soul. Rub powder and incense, it looks good. Come back and find your own way. Blow the east wind and shadow the temples. The golden lotus is covered with green moss. No dancing clouds with double sleeves.

5. Gong Ci

Year: Tang Author: Bai Juyi

Tears are exhausted, and dreams are not realized. Before midnight, the temple sang.

Beauty is not old, has lost the elegance of the king, and sat on warm clothes until dawn.

4. Ask words to describe beautiful songs or classical Chinese songs.

Echo around the beam: the echo of the song can't rotate around the roof beam, which describes the song as beautiful.

Echoes around the beam: describe the sound is continuous and very soft.

Three days around the beam: it describes the high-pitched and stirring music. Although it has been a long time, it still seems to be echoing.

Chen Liang, with a moving voice: Describing her singing voice as loud and moving.

There are melodious melodies, sounds of nature, beautiful expressions, pleasant sounds, crisp and pleasant sounds, singing around the beam, like pearls and jade, like nature itself, endless songs for three days. ...

Or "Farewell" selected from Liu E's Travel Notes of Lao Can has a very detailed description:

Wang Xiaoyu opened his lips, bared his teeth and sang a few words. At first, the sound was not very loud, but I felt an indescribable wonder: in my internal organs, it was like a piece of iron, everywhere; Thirty-six thousand pores are like eating ginseng fruit, and no pore is not carefree. After singing a dozen words, I gradually sang higher and higher, and suddenly pulled out a gyro, like a steel rope thrown into the sky, and could not help secretly exclaiming. Knowing that you are in that extremely high place, you can still turn around. After several times, it went up a layer, three or four times in succession, one after another. This is like climbing Mount Tai from the west of Ole Peak: at first glance, Ole Peak cuts the wall dry and thinks that heaven is connected with heaven; When I turned to the top of Zuolai Mountain, I saw Fan Cliff on the top of Zuolai Mountain. When I turned to Fanya, I found a worse door on Fanya. The more dangerous, the more dangerous. After Wang Xiaoyu sang to a very high level, he suddenly fell down, tried his best, and showed a thousand times spirit, like a flying snake hovering in the middle of the 36 peaks of Huangshan Mountain. In an instant, the number of laps is repeated. From then on, the singing became lower and thinner, and the voice gradually disappeared. Everyone in the garden held their breath and dared not move less. About two or three minutes, it seems that there is a sound coming from underground. After that, it suddenly rose again, like fireworks in the east, a marble rose into the sky and turned into thousands of colorful flames, scattered vertically and horizontally. This sound flies, that is, there are infinite sounds to be concurrent. People who play Heizai use their fingers, big and small, which are consistent with her voice, such as "Spring Dawn in the Flower Dock" and "Good Birds". My ears are too busy to know what to listen to. Is stirring, suddenly listen to Huo Ran, all the strings are silent. At this time, the audience cheered and thundered.

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5. What are the ancient poems about music? A glance at famous chrysanthemum sentences.

(1) Autumn shrubs are like Taoist priests, and the edges around the fence are more and more inclined.

It's not that chrysanthemums are favored among flowers, but that this flower is even more flowerless. (Yuan Zhen's Chrysanthemum)

(2) The west wind blows all over the courtyard, and cold butterflies are hard to come by.

If I were Di Qing next year, I would report to Taohua. (Huang Chao's "Chrysanthemum")

(3) Stay in Qiu Lai on September 8th, and I will kill all the flowers.

Blooming chrysanthemums are in full bloom, Chang 'an is fragrant, the city is bathed in the fragrance of chrysanthemums-Italy, and the land is like golden chrysanthemums. (Huang Chao's "Chrysanthemum")

(4) Wang Sunmo is full of Artemisia selengensis, and its branches are nearly mane in nine days.

Dew sunshine makes the chrysanthemum more Feng Run, and its fragrance fills the pool shore, so it never envies the tile pine that is parasitic not very high. (Zheng Gu's "Chrysanthemum")

5] The dew is wet in the lonely east, according to the former gold and the sediment.

Children in the world have no high rhyme, only look at the flowers on the Double Ninth Festival. (Fan Ceng's "Three Chrysanthemums after Double Ninth Festival")

[6] After climbing the mountain, chrysanthemums are still new, and drunkards and poets are ignorant.

It's like a snob who can't make friends and relatives when he leaves the car. (Fan Ceng's "Three Chrysanthemums after Double Ninth Festival")

Once, shame was the same as spring flowers, and the shade was filled with the west wind.

You don't need to pull so far, you need several clumps along the fence. (Liu Kezhuang's "Chrysanthemum")

The flowers don't bloom together, so it's interesting to hedge independently.

I would rather hold incense in the branches and wait for death than be blown into the north wind! (Zheng Sixiao's "Cold Chrysanthemum")

Pet-name ruby fine chrysanthemum build by laying bricks or stones in sequence, eaves deep dew.

Mo Yan's roots are weak and he can stand the autumn chill. (Pei Chen's "Thin Chrysanthemum is Little Maid")

⑽ The soil flowers can be white and red, and the evening festival is lovely.

I would rather grow old with fragrant branches than dance with yellow leaves in the autumn wind. (Zhu's "Yellow Flower")

Tao Yuanming

Drinking-Fifth:

Building a house is human, and there are no horses and chariots. What can you do? The heart is far from being self-centered. Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely.

The mountains are getting better and better, and the birds are back. That makes sense. I forgot what I wanted to say.

Zheng Banqiao wrote in "Painting Chrysanthemums and Leaving Officials": "It is difficult to retreat after entering, and the official career is miserable. There is quite a hedge chrysanthemum in my house, and I will go back to the autumn wind to keep out the cold. "

Singing poems of a thousand years and drinking a glass of cold and fragrant wine is the mood of the great writer Cao Xueqin.

Li Qingzhao compared herself to a chrysanthemum and wrote: "The wine with the handle of Dongli has dark fragrance sleeves at dusk." The Tao never dies, the curtain rolls with the west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers. Huang Chao said, "The west wind is rustling all over the courtyard, but it's hard to find cold butterflies. If I were Di Qing in another year, I would report peach blossoms. "

Poets in Tang dynasty

Playing chrysanthemum with Hu Ling's "xianggong"

Liu Yuxi

Every family is yellow with chrysanthemums, and the Liangyuan is as unique as frost. Ying Jing Shu, clearly arrived at Yutang.

Fairy wears snow, but Motome doesn't wear red. Pink butterflies are hard to see, but flax ones are more fragrant.

Shake the feather fan against the wind, which contains dew and dew. Gao Yan is covered with silver wells and branches are covered with elephant beds.

Gui Cong is ashamed, while Mei Rui is jealous of Xiang first. Sing Hua Yao alone, and then play music.

chrysanthemum

Song Yuan

Lingju is planted on a cliff, and Ling Ying is freezing.

Spring dew is not stained, and autumn frost is not changed.

White Chrysanthemum at Chongyang Banquet

Bai Juyi

A yard full of golden chrysanthemums with a bunch of flowers in the middle, the flowers are so lonely.

It's also like the Chinese Pulsatilla Song Banquet and the Youth Playground.

6. Very sonorous original and translation of classical Chinese:

Xue Tan studied in Qin Qing, but he didn't have any skills, so he said he was exhausted and resigned. Qu, who stopped in the suburbs, caressed the elegy and trembled the treetops, which was very sonorous. Xue Tan was so grateful that she never dared to speak for life.

Translation:

Xue Tan learned to sing from Qin Qing, but he didn't fully master Qin Qing's singing skills. He thought he had learned everything, so he left and went back. Qin Qing didn't dissuade him, and gave a banquet on the roadside outside the city to set wine and food to see him off. Qin Qing beat, sang elegies, and sang generous and magnificent songs.

The song shook the trees and stopped the flowing clouds. Xue Tan apologized (to Qin Qing) and wanted to come back to continue his studies. He never dared to say anything about going back in his life.

Extended data:

Revelation:

This ancient prose tells people that there is no end to learning. If you succeed, don't be complacent. Don't try to learn. Learn with an open mind and persevere. It doesn't matter if you make a mistake, correction is the most important thing.

Don't be complacent just because you have a little superficial knowledge, study hard and surpass yourself. Because learning is endless, and you will always make progress.

Learn scientific and cultural knowledge with an open mind, or you will never finish it. Don't be arrogant, correct your mistakes when you know them.

Common sense of literature:

Liezi, a thinker in the early Warring States Period, appeared repeatedly in Zhuangzi, and his theory was close to Zhuangzi, so he was an important Taoist figure in the pre-Qin period. Many chapters in Liezi are similar to those in Zhuangzi. This passage is from Liezi Huangdi, and there are similar words in Zhuangzi's Theory of All Things, with the same meaning and slightly reduced words.

Xue Tan: An ancient legend. During the Warring States period, the Qin people were good at singing. Xue Tan studied under the famous singer Qin Qing. Tan Xue is smart and studious, and her voice is very sweet and loud. The allusion of "very sonorous" comes from this.

7. Poem describing singing 1 "Two Poems on Bamboo Branches"-Liu Yuxi heard singing on the Langjiang River when the willow trees in Jiang Shuiping in the Tang Dynasty were green and luxuriant.

2. "What I See" —— In the Qing Dynasty, a shepherd boy in Yuan Mei rode a yellow ox and made Lin Yue sing. Suddenly want to catch the song of the tree, immediately stop singing and stand by the tree silently.

The shepherd boy rode on the back of the cow, and the loud song echoed in the forest. Suddenly, I wanted to catch the cicada in singing in the trees, so I stopped singing and stood quietly by the tree.

3, "Listening to Zhang Nv Song"-Gao Shi knocked on the bamboo in the Tang Dynasty, and the song was like frost. I knocked on the bamboo under the steps with the jade hairpin, beat the time, and after a beautiful song, the moonlight was particularly bright.

4, "To Wang Lun"-In the Tang Dynasty, Li Bai wanted to go by boat and suddenly heard the singing on the shore. Li Bai was about to leave by boat when he heard singing on the shore.

5, "Four Poems on Bamboo Branches"-In the Tang Dynasty, Bai Juyi sang to the throat of bamboo branches, and the cold apes and birds sang for a while. Late at night, someone sang a sad bamboo song. When the song choked, the ape and the mountain bird on the mountain cried sadly together.

6. "butterfly lovers Yue Nv Picking Lotus in Autumn Water"-Ouyang Xiu returned to his hometown with a faint voice in the Song Dynasty. Sorrow leads to Jiang Nanan.

At this time, there was a faint song in the distance, only to hear it go further and further, and the lingering sound curled up on the shore of the south of the Yangtze River, as if it had shed sorrow all the way.

8. Classical and beautiful poems describing singing: 1. There are several places in the air that smell very clear, and I want to walk around the cloud without sending it away. -(Tang) Gu Kuang's "Wang Langzhong's Prostitute's Seats with Five Songs and One Song".

Interpretation: Moving songs spread from brothels to distant mountains, echoing in the valley, and ringing songs sounded in several places in the air. The song floated into the sky, and the melody filled the air, as if to entangle the clouds and prevent them from flying away.

When you sing all the new words, you can't see them, and the rosy clouds reflect the trees. -(Tang) Liu Yuxi's Four Lyrics-The Second Yes Untitled Poem

Commentary: After singing the new song, all the happy girls ran away, only the green trees were graceful in Xia Hong, and the partridges chirped occasionally.

3. The rhyme is clever * * * and the spring sounds are mixed-Pian Yu Ci by Zhou Yanbang (Northern Song Dynasty)

Interpretation: Elegant and moving vocals flow like spring water, soft and euphemistic, clear and round. In the meantime, I can occasionally hear the sound of water and stone hitting jade, which is crisp and melodious.

I am looking forward to weeping with my sleeves down. -(Tang) Poems by Du Muzhang

Commentary: Zhang Hao improved his eyes, looked around at the guests who were sitting quietly, then suddenly put down his sleeves and sang a crisp Song Like chicken.

5. When the string is twisted, the pipe is blocked and cracked. Many voices can't be heard one by one, but the wind passes through the clouds-Zhang's poem Du Mu (Tang Dynasty)

Commentary: Zhang's singing is crisp and high. Although the buttons of the strings are broken and the reed pipes are cracked, the sounds made by various musical instruments are not as good as a gentle and endless song. Very sonorous, shocking all directions.

6. Li Bai was about to go by boat when he suddenly heard singing on the shore. -(Tang) Li Bai's "Gift to Wang Lun"

Commentary: Li Bai got on the boat and was about to leave when he suddenly heard a farewell song from the shore.

7. When I heard you playing the guitar tonight, I felt that my hearing was illuminated by wonderful music. -(Tang) Bai Juyi's Pipa Trip

Interpretation: I heard her pipa tonight, as if I heard Yue Xian, but I heard nothing else.

8. Blue Sleeves, Shicheng resents the west wind. -(Song) Shi Dazu's Quiet Xiangjiang River

Interpretation: "Blue Sleeve" two sentences, the pen tip turns sharply, and the sorrow is deep. Before the poem was written, sad songs came suddenly, and sad sounds merged into autumn wind, which raised the description of sadness to a higher level.

9. Advise you to drag out an ignoble existence with shame, and play a new sound to scrape the bone salt-(Tang) Quan Deyu's "Five Miscellaneous Songs"

Interpretation: melodious music comes to an abrupt end, and the beautiful woman slowly gets up, hiding her face and lowering her eyebrows. The audience around her cheered and asked her to play another song, Scraping Bone Salt. Compared with the hilarity of the surrounding audience, the silence of the woman in the sentence shows her superb acting skills and humble attitude.

10. Singing Red Plums, Willow Branches and Peach Leaves Are Hidden-(Song) Yan's "Singing Red Plums in Huanxisha"

Interpretation: "Red plum" in the sentence refers to the tune of "plum blossom falling". "Willow branches" and "peach leaves" are puns. It's all tunes and singers' names. The previous sentence describes music as pleasing to the ear, artistic synaesthesia and "fragrance" felt by the sense of smell. The last sentence goes further, emphasizing that other people's singing skills are much worse than those of geisha who sing "plum blossom", so they have to stay at a respectful distance.