A poem about seven-tone tune. Ancient poems about traditional Chinese opera
1, Shi's The Actor
Excerpts from the original text:
Mr. Wanqiu is as long as a hill, and Wanqiu Academy is as small as a boat.
Explanation:
The player's voice is sometimes as long as the teacher's voice and sometimes as small as the school house.
2. Song Hanwei's "There are no guests in the daytime, and the green hills are long opposite"
Excerpts from the original text:
Plays like life are just trivial.
Explanation:
This life is like a play, with ups and downs, and it will not be smooth sailing.
3. Tang Juyi's Pipa Tour
Excerpts from the original text:
Her art even attracted the appreciation of experts, and her beauty attracted the envy of all major dancers.
Explanation:
Once I finished playing the music, the teachers envied me, and the geisha around me envied me for putting on makeup.
4. The "ancient meaning" of history
Excerpts from the original text:
Who can wait for the play first? I laugh that Weng Er is more virtuous.
Explanation:
Su Shi traced back to the beginning of the incident, smiled at Weng and asked, "Who was the first to practice the play?" I smiled and said to the old man,' My son is more virtuous than you!
5. Tang Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow
Excerpts from the original text:
Bai Fuxin, a disciple of Li Yuan, and eunuchs in her pepper yard. .
Explanation:
The dancers' sideburns have turned white, and the ladies in the palace are no longer young.
2. Ask for poems about Peking Opera.
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Soaked in ink, that man
Raise your pen and face the mirror.
Half bright and half indigo.
Someone is at the front desk, singing or doing something.
There were several loud noises and cheers.
The light is dim and you can't see what you really are.
Things have laws of things.
The man said, "I want to hear all this."
Satin lining that feels crisp.
Match a paper flower to the sideburns.
So I'm down and out.
Draw a face in the shadow of a lamp.
What is the real thing? Day, night, darkness, darkness, darkness.
I am who I am in the mirror.
Can't see the face, see the face)
Suddenly looked up, the sound of the piano was clear and clear.
The delicious moustache is spinning.
The stage and curtain are moving.
It's a quarter past noon
Some stones and sandbags.
Boys and girls are all dressed up.
It's a quarter past noon
A generation of kings buried under Facebook
He chose the tragic image.
It's a quarter past noon
The mask was thrown aside.
The flesh and blood sat in the chair.
The man waved a whip and gradually became
A horse, a few gestures
Knead the reins into a ball
The man raised his sleeves and gradually became
A city with no one in it.
Retreat many enemy troops
The man was prone on the table and gradually became
A book, open a page.
The days are two halves of yin and yang.
A furnace of agarwood burns a quiet.
Facebook and Facebook are running away.
Down and out, I sang "Running at Night"
Natural beauty is also a white-headed guest.
I am full of rich colors, slowly.
Every word tells desolation and loneliness.
Big night is my background.
On Facebook, I am me, not you.
So cunning and thoughtful)
Whose song do I sing?
There is no end to the conspiracy behind the scenes.
Drama is always so sad.
The distance in the play is not the real distance.
Is the soul in the body the only soul?
I can't look at you in tears.
The people on the stage walked lightly.
Like the wind blowing through a pine forest at night
Bright red silk dress, shiny jade.
That man will have a lifetime reputation.
The pale and thin man.
The name stands for a sound.
The man lowered his head and took off his costume.
Tremble in the sun
I'm not used to girls washing their faces with lead.
As if the ancient sacrifices were still there.
Ancient souls wander around.
That man is too far away from the years.
Women flirt with each other.
All the lights in their hearts were lit.
Illuminate the illusory scene of death
So the spoony old girl died.
They have no sexy bodies.
The voice of silk and bamboo is full of affection.
A huge red hourglass on the stage.
After a hundred years, it slowly leaked out.
Young and beautiful women have reached the edge.
But I feel like I'm standing in front of the stage.
Can't tell the difference between busy and idle.
The audience only nodded and applauded.
The soul falls like snowflakes in June.
Illuminate a generation of Facebook on the stage pavilion
Down and out, I am passionate at this time.
A long whistle went through the clouds.
Feel this wonder layer by layer.
Watch him chew.
You are almost a wisp of spirit.
It fits your personality.
You're not who you are under Facebook anymore.
Under the mask, I'm dead.
The sound of gongs and drums is like the rebirth of the dead.
My figure is quaint and I am good at it. )
A long time ago, someone drew a sketch of Facebook.
It loves itself and its soul.
The man is still walking through the light.
3. Poems describing China's traditional dramas.
Year: Modern Author: Lao She
Hebei bangzi theatre yuejin troupe
The whole people leap forward in unison, and the operas strive for the first place.
A strong man goes up the mountain, but a hero stops the horse.
The red flag will dawn tomorrow, and the black powder is a good youth.
In Qinhuangdao in August, the song waves meet the sky.
Year: Tang Author: Yuan Zhen
Qujiang the aged baiyun
Why did you cry before you finished spending it? It used to be an ancient spring. The first emperor was in the pickaxe, and the son of a bitch traveled in Qin.
After setting things right, people celebrate the scriptures with ceremonies and music. The emblem hangs like Wei and the tiger is picturesque.
Martial arts no longer talk about war, and Tang Yaonian got married. Lin Lang paved the plinth, and the Maohe River in Ziggy.
It's still a pity, and searching for information is also a salary. Wang Pei holds the algae mirror and Yao Song swims in Tao Jun.
Folk history is called Zhang Chang, and the whole people borrow Kou Xun. Famous officials only talk about virtue, and their lives are shameful and poor.
Can't use it, but don't forget to ask. Hang gold to collect horses, drum instruments to recommend guests.
Many wings follow the phoenix, and Zhang Gui is willing to be expensive. There are many people in the class and they are gentle.
Baidu depends on the emperor, and thousands of doors are purple. Measures and punishments are not simple, but follow the old rules.
The book is absurd, and the poem is far from being heard. Push three tigers in public, push eight dragons in group.
4. Poems describing China's traditional dramas.
Being the first is empty and rich.
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However, throughout the ages,
No matter how much make-up, it is always charming.
Don't make a sound if you don't understand. Please ask the person in front.
If you can stand up, you must leave room for others.
Phoenix tube seems to have fallen from the sky.
Chatting about the moon.
Who is the bystander?
I also take part in accidental amusement.
Van Gogh won't be the first person to see the play. Why not go to the opera?
Take care of yourself before going on stage, and sometimes you will step down.
You also squeeze me, squeeze the geometric foothold here.
See good or bad, see when everyone will step down.
The wedding ceremony was held in an instant before the six ceremonies were completed.
Be the first without reading the Five Classics.
The scenery in Taichung Opera is the most pleasant, and acting for a lifetime is the real skill.
Before the night came, the scenery on the eve of the stream was described as an eternal wonder.
A short time and a long time, acting once, you can know the world.
Many people are benevolent, and few people think about it.
Yao Shuntang gave birth to Wu Danhuan and Wen Weidan. How many roles has he played since ancient times?
The sun, the moon, lights, clouds, colorful winds, thunder, drums and plates, large and small stages between heaven and earth.
Right, right and wrong, right and wrong.
What's true is false.
The side of the stage is hung on the mirror.
Thinking about the clothes of Meng enlightens future generations.
See you since ancient times.
Kings of all ages have known since then.
This conspiracy is like an official drama.
Chasing deer and roaring lions, just like the world stage.
Jin dynasty costumes and Tang dynasty songs
People today look like the ancients.
Snow and spring are wonderful sentences.
Self-knowledge of high mountains and flowing water
The breeze is blowing the green bamboo.
Qingyun enters Zhu Xian.
5. What are the poems describing traditional Chinese opera? I am eager to praise the opera.
Hebei bangzi theatre yuejin troupe
Lao She
The whole people leap forward in unison, and the operas strive for the first place.
A strong man goes up the mountain, but a hero stops the horse.
The red flag will dawn tomorrow, and the black powder is a good youth.
In Qinhuangdao in August, the song waves meet the sky.
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Hot dramas fight for heart and fire, and copper hammers wait for no man.
When the emperor loses his joy, you laugh, and the fruit shakes.
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Lao She
Quanzhou Gaojia Opera, a three-story building,
Open a new style and dig out the sound of ancient music;
The champion has no ink, and the emperor seems affectionate.
People's eyes are clearer when they are ridiculed.
6. Ancient China Opera Poems
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Mr. Wanqiu is as long as a hill, and Wanqiu Academy is as small as a boat.
I often bow my head and recite the history, and suddenly I have no room to start.
The oblique wind blows the curtain and rains the noodles, and Mr. Wang deserves the shame of others.
Ren Bishi laughed to death Fang Shuo, willing to make a difference for Qin You.
At present, Bosi He Zudao, it takes a day to handle six chisels.
Reading thousands of books instead of law makes you know nothing.
Persuading farmers is as noisy as a cloud, and sending salt to the elderly is as sweet as honey.
Everything in front of the door is inconspicuous, although the head is long and unyielding.
Yuhang has no credit for driving, and the painting gallery is full of flags.
The heavy building is far from the rain, and there are many people in the room.
I am ashamed of this life, but when I am tired of self-protection, I feel even more whipped.
When the Tao meets the tiger's words, it knows that it is not a promise.
It's really good to forget the past, and there are few moral exercises now.
The article is safe and sound, sir. Don't open an old brand.
Nowadays, aging is useless, and people pay more attention to aging.
7. Ancient poems describing China's traditional dramas.
1, "Qiyun Zan Peking Opera" Modern poet Zhang Jinming Original: intonation cadence, euphemistic and passionate singing.
In China traditional opera, pause is cadence, while euphemistic singing reveals firmness. 2. "One hundred and four songs? First, the original text of Shi Shaotan, a poet in the Song Dynasty: This is a Confucian leisure play, and the words just missed the opportunity of the ancestors.
Chinese opera, originally written by literati at leisure, has just revealed the mind of its founder. 3, "Pipa Xing" Tang Dynasty poet Bai Juyi's original work: She flicked the string, twisted it slowly, swept the string and plucked it, before "Nishang" and "Liu Yao".
Close it gently, twist it slowly, wipe it for a while, and pick it for a while. Play with colorful feathers first, and then play with Liu Yao. 4, "Ancient Meaning" Song Dynasty poet Su Shi Original: Who can be the first in the play, I laughed and said that Weng Er is more virtuous.
Su Shi traced back to the beginning of the incident and asked the old man with a smile, "Who was the first to practice the same play?" I smiled and said to the old man,' My son is more virtuous than you! 5, "Xijiang Nostalgia" Tang Dynasty poet Du Mu Original: Di Wei sewing bags is really a play, and Fu Jian's vote is even more absurd. On the other hand, in history, Wei's strategy is like a play, more like Fu Jian's absurdity.