Ancient songs suitable for writing essays
1. What ancient lyrics can be used in compositions?
1 The ever-changing range of sounds is as fascinating as ever.
Listening to the song, the glorious history of Chang'an came to mind. Chang'an, Chang'an, long-term peace and stability, Chang'an happiness and tranquility, what a nice name. "Rain in Chang'an, a night of autumn, the journey is thousands of miles, the guest's clothes are blown by the new wind." The special feeling, the special memory, hey, eroded a kind of sadness into my heart. The sadness of Naihe is just suitable for you who are lost 2 "I don't know where the end of the sea is.
The wind and rain are shaking, the fallen flowers and flowing water are fragrant." The familiar charm makes me forget everything and fall deeply in love. I can't help but think of your kindness? Looking back at the beginning, the ups and downs of life were no different than this 3 "The beauty by the lake, dancing and singing. My heart is like grass, decaying into fireflies."
Such a beautiful state, sweet and greasy, the Mongolian language of the song seems to One sword in the thunderbolt seals the Zen, which makes people enjoy it endlessly. The sudden inspiration is like Pandora's box, opening up a whole new world.
4 is charming and emotional, making people's hearts beat. It stretches out a lot of inspiration at once, more like a big treasure. Every time you listen to it, you will feel different and you will never tire of it. It is probably the most popular song. Good statement. Whenever I am alone, I always like to listen to it, and it may have become an indispensable ritual in my life.
2. What ancient lyrics can be used in compositions
1 The ever-changing range of sounds is as fascinating as ever. Listening to the song, the glorious history of Chang'an comes to mind. Chang'an, Chang'an, long-lasting peace and tranquility, Chang'an happiness and tranquility, what a nice name. "Rain in Chang'an, a night of autumn, the journey is thousands of miles, and the new wind blows the guest's clothes." The special feeling, the special memory, hey, eroded a kind of sadness into the bottom of my heart. The sadness of Naihe is just suitable for you who are lost< /p>
2 "I don't know where the end of the sea is. The wind and rain are shaking, and the fallen flowers and flowing water are fragrant." The familiar charm makes me forget everything and fall in love deeply. I can't help but think of your kindness? Looking back on the ups and downs of life in the past, it was no different than this
3 "The beauty by the lake danced and sang happily. My heart is like grass, decaying into fireflies." Such a beautiful state, sweet and greasy, the Mongolian language of the song seems to One sword in the thunderbolt seals the Zen, which makes people enjoy it endlessly. The sudden inspiration is like Pandora's box, opening up a whole new world.
4 is charming and emotional, making people's hearts beat. It stretches out a lot of inspiration at once, and it is more like a big treasure. Every time you listen to it, you will feel different and you will never tire of it. It is probably the most popular song. Good statement. Whenever I am alone, I always like to listen to it, and it may have become an indispensable ritual in my life.
3. 50 Ancient Songs
Xu Song’s: "Rain on the Qingming Festival", "Luzhou Moon", "Flowers Full of Houses", "Earthly Beauty", "Broken Bridge with Remaining Snow", "Thousands of Baidu", "With the Tiger", "Tianlong" "Old Enemies of the Eight Parts", "Memories of Nanshan", "In That Place Not Far Away", "Firework Laughter"
Xu Liang's: "The Rain at That Time"
Seven-flower combination: " Wing Chun" "Falling Flowers" "Jade Smoke" "Silence"
Jay Chou's: "Fireworks Easily Cold" "Red Dust Inn" "Sea of Flowers" "Preface to Orchid Pavilion" "East Wind Breaks"
Brother Huiyin’s: "Qianqian"
Houxian’s: "Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing", "West Chamber", "9 Princesses", "Kunming Lake", "Sixties", "Haikou"
Jin Shakespeare's: "The Myth of Stars and Moon", "Lovesickness", "The Fairy in the Painting", "You Know", "Dream of Thousand Years of Love"
Wang Sulong's: "The Peach Blossom Fan"
Ah Quietly: "She Zihua"
Dong Zhen's: "Flying Feathers", "Lovesickness", "Cinnabar Tears", "Gold Thread Clothes", "Ink Soul"
by2: "The Promise"
Angry girl's: "Mulan"
These are all my favorites. If they are not enough, you can ask more. I hope they will be adopted. Thank you! 4. Looking for songs suitable for filling in ancient lyrics
The Other Side of the Night Sky Miya Nishiki
The Sea Breeze Blows Komiya Mizuyo
The Spiritual Thinker (S.E.N.S.) Heat Wave Sea God The season when Prodi's Southern Cross shines The girl Sigiela's sadness The city's memories of the Forbidden City Goodbye at dusk in the Forbidden City, the Forbidden City reigns over the world Two thousand years of love The strong soul Cajero The stone of the moon, the water of the earth Scenery and navigation with you Silk Road
Kitaro (Kitaro) Orochi Song Dynasty Sun Wen and Qing Ling fall in love and return to Vietnam Air and Sea Journey Asia Ring Banquet Beyond Time and Space Tianshan Great Wall Silk Road Earth's Vocational Horizon Parent's Guide to Creating the Fantasy of Blackwater City Dawn Mandala Sky Invigorating Halo Journey of Distant Hearts Sky Bell Tower Millennium Queen Caprice of Dunhuang Three Song Sisters Bodhi Tree Song Dynasty Closing Song Great Galaxy Universe Poem
Kawaii Ikko Seiya Sutra Southern Reverie Red Violin** * Blue Moon Eternal Red Rhapsody Summer Storm Green Ideology Violin Meditation Blue Nostalgia
Himakami (Himakami Hoshi) A Thousand Years of Prayer Thirteen Spring Lands Mount Hochinehara looks up, and the fireworks dance brilliantly The Poetry of the Gods of Bird East Nichiliu The Plains of the Mountains Beyond the Love of Snow The Legend of White Birds The Sand Dunes Clear Sky ------ This master's music is very Chinese style
Jia Pengfang Two Springs Reflect the Moon Bamboo Field Lullaby Island Songs and flowers are like flowing rivers, water lilies are romantic, Musashi dances with light, Sirius, broad love and ideals, winter dances, the sky of life, thunder on the road, mountain snow
Twelve Women's Band (you can find this by searching) < /p>
Flowing Clouds, Dunhuang, Brilliance, Grand Canyon, Freedom, Miracles, Forbidden City, The World’s Only Flower Dream, Water Town, Butterflies Like Flowing Rivers, Victory, Oriental Dynamic Liu Sanjie Horse Racing
The Moon of Peace. .
(Every song is very good, search for it yourself) 5. Looking for common ancient songs or tunes suitable for lyrics. Thank you
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There are many ancient music groups, LZ can listen to their albums by group name:
Mo Ming Qi Miao: Mo Baoshuang Moon Night, Twenty-Two Maple Farewell Bridge, Crossing Mo Ming Mo Ming Qi Miao., Mo Ming Qi Miao - Yelang, Mo Ming Qi Miao - Smiling on the River at Qingming Festival, Mo Ming Qi Miao - Nezha., Mo Ming Qi Miao - Parting Sorrows, Mo Baoyu Broken Jiangnan·Impression, etc. The ancient customs of Mo Village So much music!
Peace Moon: Butterfly-Peace Moon, Asian Wind-Meisha in the City, Bamboo Dance-Peace Moon & Shao Rong, Jia Pengfang-Pegasus, Silver Moon Peace Moon , Yuan Lei-Jia Pengfang., Oriental Garden Peace Moon, Peace Moon Xiyue, A Day Goes By Peace Moon, etc. Peace Moon basically produces pure music!
), pure music-Pomegranate in May (Flower God Zhongkui)., pure music-Twelfth Moon Narcissus (Flower God Ehuang and Nvying), etc.
Square-White Christmas etc.
There are also game soundtracks for Fairy Sword, Xuanyuan Sword, and Ancient Swords and Legends: "Return to Dreams of the Immortal", "Feng Song Qingtian", "Dream Weaver" and so on.
Japanese ancient style: Fangbai - つむぎうた accompaniment, きのはち_zhouへ (Shakuhachi), サクラ サクラ〔Instrumental with·Shakuhachi Shamisen (fluent), Dawn of Heroes, etc.
There are also a lot of miscellaneous music, such as Lin Hai’s music: Yunshui Zen Heart, Beating Festivals and Songs to Perform Miracles, Ink Painting Phoenix City, Qufu Confucianism Style, Ink Fragrance, Pipa Xiang-Traveling to Ancient Times, Crossing, Red Dust, Autumn moon night, fire night moon, meditation, holding a pillow and listening to the rain, the sky is pure and the sand is pure, etc. 6. Space diary: ancient lyrics that can be put into compositions
1. Read Hongzhuang·Miss you, look forward and look at each other with regret. The flowers are floating and the water is flowing, a kind of lovesickness and two places of leisurely sorrow.
I vaguely remember that Qingqing Zijin lingers in my heart. Nanpu is sad to say goodbye, the west wind is curling in the autumn, but now, I feel heartbroken when I see it, so I can't look back. The world is impermanent, and what I have written in the vicissitudes of life is now expecting you to change for whom.
Some people say that the beauty is separated from the clouds at dusk, and that touch of smile has dried up the pain and cannot be reunited. The fate of the three lives stone has become an imaginary myth. In the end, it is easy to change, but there are tears. Wet, I don’t know who I hate. We long for each other, we know the day, this night, but we are also embarrassed. Perhaps, those who want to speak but are too shy to say a thousand words, will their thoughts have already been blown away when they meet the gentleman who has been dreaming a thousand times in his dreams? The smoke disappeared.
Infatuated with thoughts and delusions, finally the mist and rain from the south of the Yangtze River covered the world. After letting the flowers fade away, it was only a moment, and the mountains and rivers were silent forever. Such a beautiful family as a flower, after all, cannot withstand the passage of time.
When the dust settles, I always hesitate in those states that make me think about existence, and suddenly I understand that the night rain dyes the sky and water blue. Some people can achieve great success without gestures.
The vast sky in the Han Dynasty holds the prosperity and sorrow, and between the curved eyebrows, destiny is destined to become the past. So, looking back at that beautiful woman, I lamented the tears of beautiful women, the death of heroes, and how much suffering there is in this world.
How can we be happy when mountains and rivers are eternally silent? What a shame.
The depth of the ocean water in humanity is not even half as deep as lovesickness. There is still an end to the sea water, and there is no limit to the longing for love.
Carrying the piano up to a high building, the building is full of moonlight. Playing the love song, the strings suddenly broke.
Suddenly, I remembered the beautiful artistic conception of people making an appointment at dusk, knocking chess pieces and letting the lanterns fall. However, those illusions were still false after all. You know, I remember the first time I met Xiao Ping, I had the double heart word Luo Yi.
The strings of the pipa say lovesickness. The bright moon was there at that time, and the colorful clouds once returned.
The hatred and wounds of last spring lingered together in the lonely desolation, and the emotion was still the same: the fallen flowers are independent, and the geese fly together in the light rain.
Two hopes are fluttering. Look now, the autumn wind is misting at dusk, the sky is vast, the sky is golden, the dew turns into frost, and the clouds are as long as the wild geese. Green cups and red sleeves take advantage of the Double Ninth Festival, and the human feelings are like hometown.
The old fragrance and residual powder are like the original, and the human feelings are not as good as before. There are still a lot of running scripts in the spring, but in autumn the writings are even sparse.
The quilt is cold and the phoenix is cold. I am sleeping alone on my pillow. I am waiting for wine to soothe my sorrowful heart. Even if the dream soul exists, it will become empty, which is nothing compared to the dream.
The wind blew, the lanterns fell, and the shooting stars were speechless. They lingered for a moment, and thoughts came to mind. It seemed that they saw bright fireworks, like parting, like an epiphyllum, elusive and beyond reach. I remember the flower market during the full moon last year. The lights are like daylight. On the Lantern Festival this year, the moon and lights are still the same. I don’t see the people from last year, and my spring shirt sleeves are wet with tears. Where does sorrow come from? It leaves people's hearts in autumn.
The cotton wool is cold, the pink is falling, the fragrance is fragrant every day, the new wine is adding to the residual wine, this spring is no less regretful than the previous spring. When the butterfly goes to the oriole, there is nowhere to ask. Across the water from the tall building, I can see through the Pisces letter.
The waves of annoyance are an inch across, and the setting sun is only as close as dusk. After we said goodbye, we met again and again, and shared our dreams with you several times.
There are only a few silver photos left tonight, as if the encounter was a dream. I advise you not to be sad. You must remember that the red sandalwood is not extinguished, and I am not gone either.
As the years have gone by, good times and good scenery have faded in vain. I have written endless things on the phoenix paper, but I still regret that it is difficult to send my spring heart. The mountains and moons don't know what's going on in their hearts, the water and wind are empty, and the flowers in front of their eyes are falling, and the blue clouds are swaying.
The past covered by the passing years, white horses passing by, hastily turned into a trace of sadness. The so-called broad agreement between life and death is explained by Zicheng.
Holding your son’s hand and growing old together with him is a poignant euphemism. It is just a legend, nothing more. At a glance, in the sky of the whole world, flying flowers are as light as flying flowers, the drizzle is as sad as sorrow, the green sleeves are sparse and the cool leaves are urging the swallows to return. A night of west wind has hurt Gao Huaiyuan several times.
The delicate chrysanthemum branches are still blooming and the fragrance is still everywhere, and the moon marks are still in the courtyard. The empty garden is lonely, there is no place to talk about the desolation, who do you know who you are with every year? At three-quarters of the setting sun, I look at the smoke in Pingjiang Pavilion, I hate the thick spring, and I still shed tears when I heard the flute.
wine east wind. Look at the green grass and red flowers, outside the setting sun, and the distant water, just like A Lian's two pillows, in the painting screen.
The beautiful scenery is picturesque, the setting sun disappears, the setting sun tilts, the people, the scenery, the wind, the feelings, they all lean against the railings and still drift away, there are several dusk rains. In late spring, horses were riding on the moss, and they once stood deep in the green shade.
Even if you take pictures of the railings, the last traces of them will remain. Years have passed since we parted, the fallen flowers are still there, the fragrant screen is empty, where do you know the human face? The river hangs down and the plains are vast, the moon surges into the great river, and the river flows into the sea. Who is the spring of all things? The bright moon cannot shine in, leaving others. Sauvignon Blanc is the string that ties the heart, a tree of peach blossoms, a sigh of beauty and sorrow, but Chang'an is still prosperous. Apart from the unrestrained and wild wandering around the world, it still can't hide the indestructible charm, no matter how high the mountains are, the rivers are long , the wind is strong and the waves are high, the world situation is changing, and the appearance has changed. This heartstring has always been graceful with the vicissitudes of the years. It once changed the sea, but Wushan is not a cloud.
The front gate of Jiuling Peak stands alone. The frown hurts and the heart breaks.
The beautiful lady in pink parted ways. What's the point of love?
Climbing mountains and facing water is a must every year. Always remember that we came together and now we are alone.
A lone boat floats in the lake at night. The fading grass and the setting sun are infinitely meaningful.
Who will send it? The water of West Lake is the tears of lovesickness. On that broken bridge, when the sun sets in the west, the heart-breaking ending is hard to remember.
The fragrance is still there before Luo's clothes are torn, who can teach him about his old ideas? After a spring of separation and laziness to tune the strings, there are still two lines of idle tears in front of the zither. The jade flute is blowing all over the fireworks road, Xiao Xie has passed over the years, and I have to teach someone to draw distant mountain eyebrows, and the street wind is gentle and annoying.
I am young, and my time is spent. You have to remember that in that month and year, weeping willows and purple roads east of Luo City.
The vast land can be destroyed with a single sword, where will the bustling music and songs fall. I send you a song, no matter who gathers or disperses at the end of the song.
The maple forest is dyed with fire, the Qiong pot sings to the moon, and the long song leans against the building. Year after year, in front of the flowers and under the moon, there is a statue of fragrant wine.
The red lotuses are falling from the water, and the only sound is the jade chime, but the feeling remains the same. When you gain, you sing loudly; when you lose, you rest; when you have many sorrows and resentments, they are also long-lasting. There is wine today and you are drunk now, and tomorrow you will be worried and you will be worried tomorrow.
Amidst the lights, shadows and sounds, the sky is still cold and the water is still cold. Four brocades with red makeup, red hands, yellow wine, a cup of melancholy, a few years away, spring is as old as before, people are thin and empty, and the tears are red and raw.
The sound of sails outside. Look at the peach blossoms falling, the leisure pool pavilion, although the mountain alliance is there, it is difficult to hold the brocade book.
The endless embroidery of mandarin duck pillows, I just ask you what is in your heart and it is so easy to say goodbye. The red leaves and yellow flowers are in late autumn, and I have traveled thousands of miles. The flying clouds have passed, and I have no letter when I return home. Where can I send a letter?
When tears drip from the window, I spin my inkstone to grind the ink, and gradually write until I say goodbye. In the depth of this feeling, the red paper is colorless. At that time, the strong feelings and farewells were all flowing eastward with the spring water.
I look up at the sky, the earth, the sun and the moon, the silence is silent, the green mountains and the long river, stretching from generation to generation, just like you are in my heart, never leaving, never changing. She wears red makeup under the moonlight, I don't know who hurt her, the birds are still in pairs, they are busy singing duet to each other, but I can't help but shed tears, singing alone in the moonlight, and the lonely shadow lingers.
Lying down under the willow leaf skirt, it seems that the heart is also broken. Naihe and you.