意思是：当年有十首旧词，歌唱青山翠绿，一览无遗。
出自：《杂曲歌辞·杨柳枝》
朝代：唐代
作者：孙鲂
原文：
灵和风暖太昌春，舞线摇丝向昔人。
何似晓来江雨后，一行如画隔遥津。
彭泽初栽五树时，只应闲看一枝枝。
不知天意风流处，要与佳人学画眉。
暖傍离亭静拂桥，入流穿槛绿摇摇。
不知落日谁相送，魂断千条与万条。
春来绿树遍天涯，未见垂杨未可夸。
晴日万株烟一阵，闲坊兼是莫愁家。
十首当年有旧词，唱青歌翠几无遗。
未曾得向行人道，不为离情莫折伊。
翻译：
太昌的春天灵和风暖，舞线摇丝向过去的人。清早雨后，一行像画隔遥津。彭泽刚栽五棵树时，只应闲看一枝树枝。不知道天意风流处，要和美女学画眉。暖旁离亭静拂桥，入流穿过栏杆绿摇摆。
不知道谁来送别落日，魂断千条与万条。春来绿色树遍天涯，没有看到垂杨没有可以夸耀。晴天万株烟一阵，熟悉坊兼是不愁家。当年有十首旧词，歌唱青山翠绿，一览无遗。还没有机会向行人说，不要为离情伤感。
扩展资料：
孙鲂，字伯鱼，[唐]乐安人。（全唐诗作南昌人。此从唐才子传）生卒年均不详，约唐昭宗景福中前后在世。孙鲂出身贫寒，但从小聪明好学。
唐广明元年（880），黄巢起义军占领长安，僖宗逃往成都，都官员外郎郑谷避隐故乡宜春仰山书屋。孙鲂慕名前往，拜郑谷为师。孙诗颇似郑体，清婉明白，不过分追求华丽辞藻，民间俚语皆能入诗。
所以这一句“十首当年有旧词，唱青歌翠几无遗”令人感觉美好，通俗易懂，
参考资料来源：百度百科-孙鲂
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第1个回答 推荐于2017-10-16
出处杂曲歌辞.杨柳枝朝代：唐代
作者：孙鲂
原文：
灵和风暖太昌春，舞线摇丝向昔人。
何似晓来江雨后，一行如画隔遥津。
彭泽初栽五树时，只应闲看一枝枝。
不知天意风流处，要与佳人学画眉。
暖傍离亭静拂桥，入流穿槛绿摇摇。
不知落日谁相送，魂断千条与万条。
春来绿树遍天涯，未见垂杨未可夸。
晴日万株烟一阵，闲坊兼是莫愁家。
十首当年有旧词，唱青歌翠几无遗。
未曾得向行人道，不为离情莫折伊。
意思
当年有十首旧词，歌唱青山翠绿，一览无遗。
作者：孙鲂
原文：
灵和风暖太昌春，舞线摇丝向昔人。
何似晓来江雨后，一行如画隔遥津。
彭泽初栽五树时，只应闲看一枝枝。
不知天意风流处，要与佳人学画眉。
暖傍离亭静拂桥，入流穿槛绿摇摇。
不知落日谁相送，魂断千条与万条。
春来绿树遍天涯，未见垂杨未可夸。
晴日万株烟一阵，闲坊兼是莫愁家。
十首当年有旧词，唱青歌翠几无遗。
未曾得向行人道，不为离情莫折伊。
意思
当年有十首旧词，歌唱青山翠绿，一览无遗。
第2个回答 2015-10-06
a long long
time ago
i can still remember how that music used to make me smile
and i
knew if i had my chance
that i could make those people dance
and maybe
they'd be happy for a while.
but february made me shiver
with every
paper i'd deliver
bad news on the doorstep
i couldn't take one more step
i can't remember if i cried
when i read about his widowed bride
but something touched me deep inside
the day the music died
so
bye-bye, miss american pie
drove my chevy to the levee
but the levee was
dry
and them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
singin' this'll
be the day that i die
this'll be the day that i die
did you write
the book of love
and do you have faith in god above
if the bible tells
you so
do you believe in rock 'n roll
can music save your mortal soul
and can you teach me how to dance real slow
well, i know that you're
in love with him
'cause i saw you dancin' in the gym
you both kicked off
your shoes
man, i dig those rhythm and blues
i was a lonely teenage
broncin' buck
with a pink carnation and a pickup truck
but i knew i was
out of luck
the day the music died
i started singin'
bye-bye,
miss american pie
drove my chevy to the levee
but the levee was dry
and them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
singin' this'll be
the day that i die
this'll be the day that i die
now for ten
years we've been on our own
and moss grows fat on a rollin' stone
but
that's not how it used to be
when the jester sang for the king and queen
in a coat he borrowed from james dean
and a voice that came from you and
me
oh, and while the king was looking down
the jester stole his
thorny crown
the courtroom was adjourned
no verdict was returned
and while lennon read a book of marx
the quartet practiced in the
park
and we sang dirges in the dark
the day the music died
we
were singing
bye-bye, miss american pie
drove my chevy to the levee
but the levee was dry
and them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and
rye
singin' this'll be the day that i die
this'll be the day that i die
helter skelter in a summer swelter
the byrds flew off with a fallout
shelter
eight miles high and falling fast
it landed foul out on the
grass
the players tried for a forward pass
with the jester on the
sidelines in a cast
now the half-time air was sweet perfume
while
the sergeants played a marching tune
we all got up to dance
oh, but we
never got the chance
'cause the players tried to take the field
the
marching band refused to yield
do you recall what was revealed
the day
the music died
we started singing
bye-bye, miss american pie
drove my chevy to the levee
but the levee was dry
and them good old
boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
singin' this'll be the day that i die
this'll be the day that i die
oh, and there we were all in one place
a generation lost in space
with no time left to start again
so come
on, jack be nimble, jack be quick
jack flash sat on a candlestick
'cause
fire is the devil's only friend
oh, and as i watched him on the stage
my hands were clenched in fists of rage
no angel born in hell
could
break that satan's spell
and as the flames climbed high into the night
to light the sacrifical rite
i saw satan laughing with delight
the
day the music died
he was singing
bye-bye, miss american pie
drove my chevy to the levee
but the levee was dry
and them good old
boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
singin' this'll be the day that i die
this'll be the day that i die
i met a girl who sang the blues
and i asked her for some happy news
but she just smiled and turned away
i went down to the sacred store
where i'd heard the music years before
but the man there said the music wouldn't play
and in the streets
the children screamed
the lovers cried, and the poets dreamed
but not a
word was spoken
the church bells all were broken
and the three men i
admire most
the father, son and the holy ghost
they caught the last
train for the coast
the day the music died
and they were singing
bye-bye, miss american pie
drove my chevy to the levee
but the levee
was dry
and them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
singin'
this'll be the day that i die
this'll be the day that i die
they
were singing bye-bye, miss american pie
drove my chevy to the levee
but
the levee was dry
them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye
singin' this'll be the day that i die
time ago
i can still remember how that music used to make me smile
and i
knew if i had my chance
that i could make those people dance
and maybe
they'd be happy for a while.
but february made me shiver
with every
paper i'd deliver
bad news on the doorstep
i couldn't take one more step
i can't remember if i cried
when i read about his widowed bride
but something touched me deep inside
the day the music died
so
bye-bye, miss american pie
drove my chevy to the levee
but the levee was
dry
and them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
singin' this'll
be the day that i die
this'll be the day that i die
did you write
the book of love
and do you have faith in god above
if the bible tells
you so
do you believe in rock 'n roll
can music save your mortal soul
and can you teach me how to dance real slow
well, i know that you're
in love with him
'cause i saw you dancin' in the gym
you both kicked off
your shoes
man, i dig those rhythm and blues
i was a lonely teenage
broncin' buck
with a pink carnation and a pickup truck
but i knew i was
out of luck
the day the music died
i started singin'
bye-bye,
miss american pie
drove my chevy to the levee
but the levee was dry
and them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
singin' this'll be
the day that i die
this'll be the day that i die
now for ten
years we've been on our own
and moss grows fat on a rollin' stone
but
that's not how it used to be
when the jester sang for the king and queen
in a coat he borrowed from james dean
and a voice that came from you and
me
oh, and while the king was looking down
the jester stole his
thorny crown
the courtroom was adjourned
no verdict was returned
and while lennon read a book of marx
the quartet practiced in the
park
and we sang dirges in the dark
the day the music died
we
were singing
bye-bye, miss american pie
drove my chevy to the levee
but the levee was dry
and them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and
rye
singin' this'll be the day that i die
this'll be the day that i die
helter skelter in a summer swelter
the byrds flew off with a fallout
shelter
eight miles high and falling fast
it landed foul out on the
grass
the players tried for a forward pass
with the jester on the
sidelines in a cast
now the half-time air was sweet perfume
while
the sergeants played a marching tune
we all got up to dance
oh, but we
never got the chance
'cause the players tried to take the field
the
marching band refused to yield
do you recall what was revealed
the day
the music died
we started singing
bye-bye, miss american pie
drove my chevy to the levee
but the levee was dry
and them good old
boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
singin' this'll be the day that i die
this'll be the day that i die
oh, and there we were all in one place
a generation lost in space
with no time left to start again
so come
on, jack be nimble, jack be quick
jack flash sat on a candlestick
'cause
fire is the devil's only friend
oh, and as i watched him on the stage
my hands were clenched in fists of rage
no angel born in hell
could
break that satan's spell
and as the flames climbed high into the night
to light the sacrifical rite
i saw satan laughing with delight
the
day the music died
he was singing
bye-bye, miss american pie
drove my chevy to the levee
but the levee was dry
and them good old
boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
singin' this'll be the day that i die
this'll be the day that i die
i met a girl who sang the blues
and i asked her for some happy news
but she just smiled and turned away
i went down to the sacred store
where i'd heard the music years before
but the man there said the music wouldn't play
and in the streets
the children screamed
the lovers cried, and the poets dreamed
but not a
word was spoken
the church bells all were broken
and the three men i
admire most
the father, son and the holy ghost
they caught the last
train for the coast
the day the music died
and they were singing
bye-bye, miss american pie
drove my chevy to the levee
but the levee
was dry
and them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
singin'
this'll be the day that i die
this'll be the day that i die
they
were singing bye-bye, miss american pie
drove my chevy to the levee
but
the levee was dry
them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye
singin' this'll be the day that i die
第3个回答 2015-09-21
是不是那个