Wang Wei's "Bamboo Pavilion": Sitting alone in a secluded room, playing the qin and roaring. People in the deep forest don't know, the bright moon will come to take pictures.

Wang Wei's "Remuneration to Zhang Shaofu": In my later years, I just want to be quiet, and I don't care about everything. There is no long-term strategy for oneself, and empty knowledge returns to the old forest. The loose wind blows the belt, and the mountain moon shines on the piano. You ask the poor and understand the rationale, and the fisherman's song goes deep into the river.

Li Bai's "Listening to Shu Monk Jun Playing the Qin": Shu Monk holds Lvqi and descends to Mount Emei in the west. Wave your hand for me, like listening to Wanhe pine. Kexin washes the running water, and the rest rings into the frost bell. I don't realize that Bishan is twilight, and the autumn clouds are dark.

Li Bai's "Listening to Lu Zishun Playing the Qin on a Moonlit Night": Sitting at night on the bright moon, a quiet person plays the plain piano. Suddenly I heard the tune of "Sorrowful Wind", just like the chant of "Cold Pine". Bai Xue is slender with hands, green water is clear and modest. Zhong Qi has been gone for a long time, and there are no bosom friends in the world.

Li Bai's "Recalling Cui Lang Zhongzong's travels to Nanyang and leaving my Confucius qin, I feel old when I touch it": In Nanyang City, I only ate Dushan fern. Reminiscing with Cui Zongzhi, Baishui Nong Suyue. After passing the Jutan, there is no rest for drinking. Pan this golden flower, slumped Qing song. Destroying Yushu once, life and death are erratic. Leave me the Confucius qin, the person who saved the qin has passed away. Whoever passed on "Guangling San", but cried Mangshan bone. When is Izumdo open? Long sweep the fox and rabbit cave.

Bai Juyi's "Abandoned Qin": Sitong is a piano, and there are ancient sounds. The ancient sound is dull and tasteless, and it is not called the human feeling of today. The brilliance of the jade emblem is extinguished, and the dust of Zhu Xian is born. It has been abandoned for a long time, and the legacy is still Lingling. Don't quit playing for the king, and don't listen to people who play vertically. What makes it happen? Qiang flute and Qin Zheng.

Appreciation of Guqin Poems

Bai Juyi's "To the Qin and Wine": The west window is bright and warm, and at night sits on the scroll curtain. After the violin case is opened, when the wine bottle is full. The horn is a white snail, and the jade is a golden emblem. Before playing and drinking, it has been relatively easy. Lingling autumn spring rhyme, stored in Longfengchi. Oily spring cloud heart, a cup can bring it. Since ancient times, there has been gin wine, and those who get this flavor are rare. Only with Kang Yuji and my three hearts.

Bai Juyi's "Night Qin": Shu tree is solid in nature, and Chu Si has a clear rhythm. Play slowly and slowly, dozens of times in the middle of the night. It's tasteless and pleasant to the ears. Do it yourself and let it go, and don't let anyone listen.

Bai Juyi's "Ship Night Aid the Qin": Birds perch and fish do not move, and the moon shines on the river at night. There is nothing to do outside, only the piano in the boat. Seven strings are good friends, and two ears are bosom friends. Peace of mind means no sound, no past or present.

Bai Juyi's "Listening to the Ancient Lushui": Hearing the ancient Lushui made my heart peaceful. If you want to know the meaning of slow flow, you want to hear the sparse sound. Under the shade of bamboo on the west window, there is still more than one clear day.

Bai Juyi's "Qing Xingxing": The moon rises and the birds perch, and sit silently in the empty forest. It's time to be in a relaxed mood and play the Suqin. Qingling is made of wood, and Tiandan follows people's hearts. The heart accumulates peace, and the wood should be the beginning of the sound. The sound of the rest of the group is moving, and the song stops in the deep autumn night. The sense of righteousness is metamorphosed, and the heaven and earth are clear.

Bai Juyi's "Waiting for the Moon": Bamboo courtyard on a new sunny night, when the pine window is not lying down. Gongqin is his wife, and there is an autumn period with the moon. Jade Zhen was in the wind for a long time, and Jin Bo was late in the fog. The quiet sound is waiting for the clear scene, but I only know it in my heart.

Bai Juyi's "Gin Wine": The ears have to listen to the qin at the beginning, and the heart is half-hearted. If you want to start the season and get rid of the drunk, you should say four joys and not three.

Bai Juyi's "Listening to the Orchid": The ancient song in the qin is the Orchid, which is more interesting for my diligence. If you want your body and mind to be at peace, you can't listen to others playing.

Bai Juyi's "Playing Autumn Thoughts": When the faith is playing Qiusi leisurely, the tone is clear and straight and the rhyme is sluggish. Recently, no one listens to the joy, and the quality of the piano is self-aware.

Bai Juyi's "Listening to Concubine Xiang's Resentment": Jade Zhen and Zhu Xian are embarrassed, and Wu Wazheng plays Concubine Xiang. It is clear that there are clouds and rain in the song, as if Xiao Xiaolang will not return.

Zhang Hu's "Listening to Yuezhou Xu Yuanwai Playing the Qin": A guqin is a hidden symbol of jade rhythm, and the sage's heart sees the sage's heart. The south wind seems to be a last-ditch effort, and nine suspected apes and birds chanted all over the mountain.

Wang Changling's "Qin": Lone Tong's secret and imaginary sound, simple and quiet. It is as if the strings and fingers are outside, and the ancient people are seen. It is far from the wind and snow, and it is time to spring. The high banquet is not over, who can argue about the classics.

Bai Yuchan's "Listening to the Qin": Autumn water grows with ten fingers, and the setting sun is played several times. I don't know how many people's intestines have been broken by this song? The heart creates nothingness, and the strings ring between the fingernails. The night came to the palace for adjustment, and the bright moon was full of empty mountains. The pentatonic table sounds out, and the play exceeds ten fingers. Where the birds sing and the flowers fall, the song strikes against the spring breeze.

Lu Tong's "Qin in the Wind": Five tones, six laws and thirteen emblems. A bounce of water and a bounce of the moon, the water and the moon make pine branches in the wind.

Su Shi's "Qin Poems": If there is a sound on the qin, why not put it in the box? If the voice is on your finger, why not listen to it on your finger?

Meng Haoran's "Listening to Zheng Wuzhen Playing the Qin": Ruan Ji recommends a famous drink, and sits in a bamboo forest in the breeze. Halfway down his shirt sleeves, he wiped the dragon lips qin. A cup of playing a song, do not feel the sunset. The rest of my mind is in the mountains and rivers, and I hear the harmony of my heart.

Chang Jian's "Jiang Shang Qin Xing": Jiang Shang tunes the jade qin, one string is pure and one heart. Lingling seven strings over and over, Wanmucheng is quiet and yin. It can make the river moon white and make the river deep. It was first known that the branches of the sycamore can emblem gold.

Chang Jian's "Listening to the Qin on an Autumn Night and Presenting it to Master Kou Zun": Qin should be listened to on an autumn night, but it is a person in a cave. A finger pointing to the law, a sound is refreshing. The cold insects are silent, and the light frequency is clear. Why bother with Zhong Qier, and be amiable and lovable.

Chang Jian's "Zhang Shanren Playing the Qin": You go to the grass and green, and Xifeng plays the jade qin. How can you push Qiuzhong reward, and get rid of troubles at the same time. Return from the mountain pass, and hear the voiceless sound when you leave the mountain. Understand the clouds and clouds, and see the heart of heaven and earth. The sky is clear under the black crane, dancing in the pine forest. Changed the strings and buckled the business voice, and listened to the sound of flying dragons again. Feeling a little delusional in this body, I gradually realize that the immortals are profound. It will alchemy the cauldron, and it will be cast into my control forever.

Liu Yunji's "Yongqin": In the past, on the side of the Dragon Gate, who would have thought of Fengming? The palace merchants are not self-sufficient in carving and carving this as a utensil. The Ba people slow down the festival, and the Chu guests make fine silk. If you want to be a high-profile quote, turn it into a low-level sadness.

Liu Changqing's "Listening to Playing the Piano": On the seven silks of Lingling, listen to the wind and cold of the pine. Although the ancient tune is self-love, many people do not play it today.

Wu Jun's "Listening to Master Yin Lianshi Playing the Qin": The ultimate music is Taiyi, Youqin and Gankun. Zheng Sheng has been chaotic and elegant for a long time, this way is rare and can be respected. I saw Yin Xianweng, and Boya has now survived. The crowd rides on its flow, and the Master reaches its source. Standing in the mountains and peaks, running in the water. All forget the city tower, but feel clear of heart and soul. The generation lacks the knowledge of the micro, who is the quiet voice.

Yang Heng's "Traveling in the River Pavilion": I can't sleep on the side, and Haolu cleans his clothes. Misery hurts the lonely boat night, and the heart is far away. You Xing cherish Yaocao, Suhuai sends a melody. In fact, the three moons are lonely and cold.

Fang Gan's "Listening to Duan Shishi Playing the Qin": After years of playing with seven strands, Yuanhua divides the effort into ten fingers. The quiet sound of the spring bursts from the bottom of the stone, and the pine contains fine rhyme in the frost branches. In the window, Gu Rabbit is at the beginning of the night, when the cicadas on the bamboo are all gone. Only at this time the heart is more calm, and the voice can be a teacher for future generations.

Li Jilan's "Qin Song Lyrics Three Gorges Flowing Spring Song": The concubine's family lives in Wushan Cloud, and Wushan Liushui often hears it. Yuqin played and turned, as if listening to it in a dream at that time. The Three Gorges Springs are thousands of miles away, and they flow into the deep boudoir for a while. The boulder runs to the cliff and refers to the next generation, and the flying waves start in the middle of the waves. At first it was suspected that there was a thunderous gust of wind, and it seemed that the whimpering could not flow through. Back to the turbulent song set is about to run out, and then again dripping into the sand. Recalling the past, Duke Ruan made this song, which made Zhong Rong not listening enough. One shot will stop and another shot, and I hope that the town of Liuquan will continue.

Han Yu's "Listening to Master Ying Playing the Piano": Nicknames and femininity, grievances and grievances. All of a sudden, the warriors went to the enemy field. The floating clouds and catkins have no roots, and the sky and the earth are far away. There was a roar of birds, and suddenly a lone phoenix was seen. Climbing the scale can not be on the scale, losing power plummeted. I have two ears, but I don't have time to listen to Si Huang. After hearing Master Ying play, he got up and sat aside. Pushing his hands stopped abruptly, and the wet clothes burst into tears. Yinghuer is sincere, and can't put ice and charcoal in my intestines.

Li He's "Listening to Master Ying's Qin Song": Farewell to Pu Yungui to Osmanthus Osmanthus, Shuangfeng language in the string of Shu Kingdom. The hibiscus leaves fall and fall away in autumn, and the King of Yue starts to visit Tianmu at night. An Pei Qingchen knocked on water jade, and crossed the sea to lead a white deer. Whoever sees going to the Long Bridge with a sword, who sees the question of Chun Bamboo in Baptism. Monk Zhu stands in front of my door, and the truth of the Brahma Palace is respected. The Guqin is eight feet long, and the old tree in Yiyang is not the grandson of Tong. The cool pavilion hears the string and frightens the sick visitor, and the medicine bag temporarily bids farewell to the dragon beard seat. Please sing directly, please ask Qing Xiangge to sing, and honor the official and humble him.

Jia Dao's "Listening to Leshan People Playing Yishui": Zhu Si's string is at the bottom of the Yanquan in a hurry, and Yan's general Yunsun plays it in the daytime. Ying's return to the mountain tomb has been dug, and the sound is still like a hair rushing to the crown.