readx;??? I resigned from the imperial capital last year and lived in Xunyang City, where I was sick. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info original text: Bai Juyi's "Pipa Xing" Xunyang Jiangtou night send-off, maple leaves and flowers in autumn. The master dismounts the guest in the boat, and raises the wine to drink without orchestra. If you are drunk, you will say goodbye, and you will be immersed in the moon in the vast river when you are drunk. Suddenly, he heard the sound of the pipa on the water, and the host forgot to return to the guest and did not send it. Move the boat to close to each other, invite each other, add wine and return to the lamp to reopen the feast. After a long time, he came out, still holding the pipa and half covering his face. The hinge plucks the strings three or two times, and there is love before the tune. The strings cover up the sound and thoughts, as if they are complaining about their lack of ambition. The low-brow letter continued, saying that there are infinite things in my heart. Gently twisting and slowly wiping and picking, at first for "Ni Dress" and then "Six". The big strings are noisy like a torrential rain, and the small strings are like whispers. Noisy and staggered, big beads and small beads fall on the jade plate. The bottom of the flower is slippery, and it is difficult to go under the drift ice of the secluded spring. The ice fountain is cold and astringent, and the condensation will not be silent for a while. Don't have gloom and hatred, silence is better than sound at this time. The silver bottle burst through the water slurry, and the iron rider stood out with the sound of knives and guns. The end of the song... is the same as the end of the world, why should we have met before!

I resigned from the imperial capital last year and lived in Xunyang City.

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Bai Juyi "Pipa Xing"

Xunyang Jiangtou night send-off, maple leaves and flowers in autumn. The master dismounts the guest in the boat, and raises the wine to drink without orchestra. If you are drunk, you will say goodbye, and you will be immersed in the moon in the vast river when you are drunk.

Suddenly, he heard the sound of the pipa on the water, and the host forgot to return to the guest and did not send it. Move the boat to close to each other, invite each other, add wine and return to the lamp to reopen the feast. After a long time, he came out, still holding the pipa and half covering his face. The hinge plucks the strings three or two times, and there is love before the tune. The strings cover up the sound and thoughts, as if they are complaining about their lack of ambition. The low-brow letter continued, saying that there are infinite things in my heart. Gently twisting and slowly wiping and picking, at first for "Ni Dress" and then "Six". The big strings are noisy like a torrential rain, and the small strings are like whispers. Noisy and staggered, big beads and small beads fall on the jade plate. The bottom of the flower is slippery, and it is difficult to go under the drift ice of the secluded spring. The ice fountain is cold and astringent, and the condensation will not be silent for a while. Don't have gloom and hatred, silence is better than sound at this time. The silver bottle burst through the water slurry, and the iron rider stood out with the sound of knives and guns. At the end of the song, beware of drawing, the four strings sound like cracks. The east ship and the west boat were silent, and only the autumn moon in the heart of the river was seen.

Groaning and plucking the strings, straightening up the clothes and showing up the face. said that she was a woman in the capital, and her home lived under the shrimp toad tomb. [Shrimp toad (hámá) mausoleum] thirteen learned to become a pipa, the name belongs to the first part of the workshop. Qu Ba once taught good people to wear, and made up every time he was jealous of Qiu Niang. Wuling is young and entangled, and I don't know how many red silk songs are played. The silver grate of the head is shattered, and the blood-colored skirt is stained with wine. This year's laughter will be next year, and the autumn moon and spring breeze will be leisurely.

The younger brother went to join the army and the aunt died, and the twilight went to the past. Kurama was snubbed in front of the door, and the eldest married a businesswoman. The businessman valued profit over parting, and Fuliang bought tea the month before. Go to the mouth of the river to guard the empty boat, around the boat moon and the river is cold. In the middle of the night, I dreamed of juvenile things, and my dreams were dry with tears.

I sighed when I heard the lute, and I heard it chirp again. I resigned from the imperial capital last year and lived in Xunyang City, where I was sick. There is no music in Xunyang, and there is no sound of silk and bamboo all year round. Living near the river is low and humid, and the yellow reed and bitter bamboo surround the house. In the meantime, what did you hear in the twilight? The cuckoo cries and the blood ape screams. Spring river flowers towards the autumn moonlit night, often take wine and pour alone. There are no mountain songs and village flutes, and it is difficult to listen to the dumb ridicule. Hearing Jun's pipa language tonight, it is like listening to the fairy music ear for the time being. Mo Ci even sat down and played a song, and translated "Pipa Xing" for you.

I feel that I have been saying this for a long time, but I am in a hurry. It was sad and not like a forward voice, and the whole audience wept when they heard it. Who cried the most in the seat? Jiangzhou Sima Qing's shirt was wet.