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"At the end of the song, watch out for the drawing, and 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. ”

At the end of the song, the plectrum crossed the middle of the strings, and the four strings roared as if tearing the cloth.

The boats and pleasure boats in the east and west are quiet, and only the autumn moon reflected in the heart of the river is shining.

She groaned and put away the pick and stuck it in the strings; Then straighten up your clothes and stand up, reining in your sad and resentful facial expressions as you pondered.

"Damn, sir must be a pipa master, I said, if anyone disagrees, I think you're a string.

This sentence is like a cracked silk string, which is really too similar.

I'm a pipa learner, and I'm a well-known musician.

This sentence really admires Mr. so much, I don't know how he came up with this.

Anyway, invincible, this story of Pipa Fu was written by Mr. to a height that has never been seen before or since.

Since then, the original story of the Han Pipa Fu will only be said to be pipa, not pipa fu. ”

Yes, no one will say Pipa Fu anymore, compared to this Pipa Xing, the original Pipa Fu is nothing.

This work is really high to the sky.

And at this moment, in the live broadcast, Meng Lingchuan, He Hongzhang, and Lu Xunhuan were all sitting on the ground, and the whole person was dumbfounded.

Sweating profusely in this winter, can you tell me if this doesn't make people feel shocked?

At this moment, Xue Pujia's pipa sound had stopped, and she also walked over and picked up the pipa line placed next to her to prepare to watch.

"Don't move, don't touch my things, I'm going to cry to death today if it's broken."

Meng Lingchuan suddenly came back to his senses, and then he looked at Xue Pujia anxiously.

Xue Pujia rolled her eyes: "Come on, it's so easy to break, this is not a peach blossom jian." ”

Even so, Xue Pujia still put it down.

Subsequently, she walked to Liu Nan's side. At this time, Liu Nan paused again.

Seeing this situation, Lin Hai didn't need Liu Nan to say, he directly took away the paper, and then replaced it with a new peach blossom jian.

Immediately after, Liu Nan shook his wine jug.

"What about wine? Why is there no alcohol? If you don't have wine, what poems to write and what to do! ”

"It's coming, it's wine, it's coming, this is a pot of the best lotus white, Anan, you can drink it as you like."

This pot of lotus white is He Hongzhang's collection, and he is just such a pot of wine. He has been collecting this pot of wine for more than ten years.

This is the best lotus white, and a pot of wine is worth at least seven figures.

In the past, he didn't let anyone touch this pot of wine. Even if his father-in-law asked him many times, he was perfunctory.

But today, he took it out and put it in Liu Nan's hands.

He felt that only this pot of wine could accompany the poem today.

Liu Nan raised his head and took a sip, and then couldn't help laughing.

"Good wine, I didn't expect you Lao He to have such a good thing, happy, happy, it's really happy today, watch me continue."

After speaking, Liu Dong put down the wine jug, and then he began to write again.

"I said that I was a woman in the capital, and my home lived under the shrimp toad.

Thirteen learned the pipa, and the name belongs to the first part of the teaching 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. ”

She said that she was originally a famous singer in the capital, and her hometown lived in the shrimp toad tomb in the southeast of Chang'an City.

At the age of thirteen, he learned to play the pipa, and his name was registered in the first part of the Jiaofang Orchestra.

Every time the song is played, the masters of the art are amazed, and every time the makeup is made, the fellow singers are jealous.

The rich and noble children of the capital are vying for a reward for me, and whenever I play a song, I don't know how much colored silk I have to give.

The beat of the silver grate is often broken and shattered, and the red skirt is stained with wine and does not regret it.

"This place is the life experience of this pipa girl written in Pipa Fu.

It's just that in the pipa fu, it is written in a more general way, or the existence of one of the eight sons at the beginning, only writes how good the other party's pipa skills are.

However, there are not many descriptions of the Pipa Girl. Or rather, he doesn't really value this person.

But Mr. is here, but he wrote the other party's life experience, and also polished it, making this character more vivid.

At this moment, the role of this pipa girl, as if she has a soul, appears in front of us.

Let us understand more about what kind of person this person is.

What kind of experience did she have, and why did she have such good skills.

All of this is filled in Mr.'s pipa line. It can be said that Mr. really understood this pipa girl and became a confidant with him across the long river of history.

I think that if this person survives, he will definitely attract my husband as a confidant. At the same time, the gentleman also wrote about the beauty of this person. ”

Some people are explaining this, and at this moment, everyone understands that this poem is what it looks like now.

At the same time, I also understand that the content of this paragraph also admires Mr. Liu Nan even more.

"Yes, this is our husband, and he is the only one who can write this poem.

In any way, in our time, it seems that the works of the ancients have become an existence that we can only look up to forever.

Our way of education is destined to make it impossible for modern times to give birth to the kind of literati and writers of ancient times.

I can't write such flowery poems.

However, all of this has changed dramatically because of the appearance of Mr.

For example, Pipa Fu, a famous poem from before my Han Dynasty, no one dares to challenge it, whether it is ancient or modern.

Because it's not good to write, because there's no talent for it.

But tonight, the gentleman stepped forward.

Not only did he challenge, but he also wrote better than the Pipa Fu, and even I felt that he directly surpassed the Pipa Fu too much. ”

……

Liu Nan didn't know that later people praised him.

Even, he didn't know that his poems and songs could be played in the end.

After all, his initial idea was just to leave some video materials to prove that he didn't come to this world in vain, didn't he?

Anyway, I won't live long, so it's good to prove it.

It's just that when he couldn't imagine it, everything he had arranged at the beginning ended up because Li Jianxue had no desire to live, so He Hongzhang did a thing that went off the rails, using this to stimulate Li Jianxue's desire to live.

And this made Liu Nan have a earth-shaking change. Everyone knows about this change.

With his video being played, he has now become the only existence of Han literature.

However, at this time, he didn't know everything that happened later.

Or rather, he himself doesn't know his name. And at this time, Liu Nan once again stopped the pen in his hand and glanced at Lin Hai.

Lin Hai did not hesitate, instantly took away the paper, and then replaced it with a new Peach Blossom Guide.

And Liu Nan is also beginning to continue writing this poem at this moment, which can be called the longest poem in the Han Dynasty.

"This year's laughter will return to next year, the autumn moon and spring breeze and so on.

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. ”

Year after year is spent in laughter and play, and the good times of autumn and spring are wasted.

The brother of the teaching workshop went to join the army, and the aunt who was in charge of the family also died, and I was also old and decrepit in the twilight.

The number of cars and horses in front of the door has decreased, and the number of patrons has become scarce, and I have no choice but to marry a merchant as my wife.

The businessman only focuses on profits, and he takes parting very lightly, and last month he went to Fuliang to buy tea and goods.

"It's coming, it's coming, it's going to continue, and the description of people's lives continues.

Oh my God, this is really well written.

Seriously, at this moment, I had an indescribable sympathy for this person.

Her life is really full of ups and downs. This pipa line really writes this story perfectly. ”

"It's a good sentence to snub Kurama in front of the door, and the boss marries a businesswoman!

This sentence really brings to life the sadness of this pipa girl.

I feel like I'm starting to get angry and want to save this guy. ”

"Gan, this poem continues? Ladies and gentlemen, how much do you say you should write this poem?

It's the longest poem I've ever seen in my life.

So far, it's been a few hundred words. ”

Maybe this is the talent, people not only wrote this story so perfectly, but also wrote a famous sentence that has no sorrow and hatred, and at this time silence is better than sound.

I just want to know, what was President Meng's mood like at that time? ”

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"How was I feeling? I'm telling you, I just wanted to die at the time.

Anyone, especially a literati, who witnessed the birth of this poem with his own eyes, is he in this mood?

I just feel that the sky is dark, even if this poem is given to me, the whole person has no idea of being happy. ”

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At this moment, Meng Lingchuan looked at the barrage in the live broadcast room, and muttered alone.

And at this moment, there are countless people who are shocked. However, Liu Nan didn't give them much time to react.

Because next, the more shocking verses are written as if they don't need money.

This makes them not know what to say.

Some people are really animals!

"Go to the mouth of the river to guard the empty boat, and go around the boat to the 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.

is the same as the end of the world, why should we have met before! ”

At this moment, Xue Pujia recited these sentences in her unique voice.

And after chanting, she froze in place.

At this moment, her eyes are staring at this sentence, which is also a fallen person at the end of the world, why should she have known each other when she meets.

"The same is the end of the world, why should we have known each other. is the same person who has fallen to the end of the world, why should we have known each other when we meet.

Woo woo, this sentence, how can this sentence be written so well?

Why, in this place, I saw such a sentence.

is the same person who has fallen to the end of the world, why should we have known each other when we meet.

It's so sad, and it's so free! This sentence comes out, and this poem adds another quatrain for the ages. ”

Not only Xue Pujia, but Meng Lingchuan also hurriedly ran over at this moment, looking at this sentence is the same person who has fallen from the end of the world, why should they have known each other when they meet.

Seriously, this sentence is really awesome. This is the most outstanding embodiment of the poet's talent, and it is also a poem that no one can compare.

How can I say this poem, the kind that can't be said. That is, you don't know how to appreciate him.

But you know, this sentence is awesome.

"Mine, there are still hugging the pipa in front of me and half-covering their faces, and there are also other gloomy and dark hatreds.

And here, it appeared again, and there was a sentence that the same person had fallen from the end of the world, why should we have known each other when we met.

My God, am I blind? What did I see tonight? ”

What do you see?

The devil knows what he saw. At this moment, someone is already going crazy.

looked at the live projection stupidly, and some saliva flowed from the corners of his mouth.

"How can the pipa be associated with this poem.

In the future, I am afraid that the pipa will be stained. When people talk about pipa, they will definitely think of pipa fu.

It's just that Mr. Liu Nan is too ruthless, right? Not a single chance left for future generations? ”

Liu Nan didn't know if he was ruthless or not, but now he felt very happy.

After drinking a sip of lotus white, the whole person's thinking seemed to be clearer. Then he burst out laughing.

At this time, Lin Hai once again made a move, and he didn't need Liu Nan to remind him, he had already replaced the new Peach Blossom Jian.

"Those who know me, Brother Hai also! Then I'll continue! ”

After speaking, Liu Nan once again began to write.

It seems that his inspiration, like the water of the sea, will never dry up.

Or rather, like a waterfall, pouring down.

At this time, the live broadcast room has completely exploded.

The entire live broadcast room has been completely quiet.

No one posted a barrage, nor did they chat, they were all waiting for Liu Nan's eternal swan song to end.

Yes, the swan song of the ages, this pipa line, if it can't be called the swan song of the ages, then I don't know what kind of work can be called the swan song of the ages.

To be honest, at this moment, the hearts of the entire Dahan people are complicated.

The birth of such a poem, they felt that tonight's live broadcast they watched was boring.

Because of the existence of this poem, they felt that Mr. Liu Nan would not let them have any expression if he wrote any other works.

"Forget it, keep admiring, I don't want to talk anymore."

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

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.

What did you hear in the meantime? Du Juan cried and the blood ape wailed.

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 cries the most in the seat? Jiangzhou Sima Qing shirt wet. ”

"Since leaving the bustling capital of Chang'an last year, he has been relegated to live on the banks of the Xunyang River.

Xunyang is a desolate and remote place, with no music, and no orchestral music can be heard all year round.

Living near the Huangjiang River, low-lying and damp, around the yard, there are some yellow reeds and bitter bamboos.

What can you hear here sooner or later? It's all the mournful wails of Du Juan's apes.

The spring river flowers are so good as the moonlit night of the autumn river, and they have no choice but to take wine and drink alone.

Isn't there a mountain song and a village flute here? It's just that the tone is hoarse and coarse, and it's really ugly.

Tonight, when I listened to the music you played on the pipa, it was like listening to the fairy music in the sky, and my ears suddenly became clear.

Please don't sit down and play another song, I want to write a new poem for you, "Pipa Xing".

Moved by my words, she stood for a long time, then sat down and tightened the strings to make a sharp sound.

It was not as monotonous as it had just been played, and everyone present hid their faces and wept when they heard it again.

Who in this room shed the most tears?

Jiangzhou Sima's green shirt has been soaked with tears!

Friends in the live broadcast room, this is the explanation of this content.

I've translated it for you, and now I think you know what kind of work it is, right?

I just want to say, how lucky I am Huang Lun, how lucky am I to be able to see a pipa line in my lifetime?

Hehehe, I was so damn scared to death, and I really loved this poem to death.

I'm so congested with my brain that I don't know what to say. So then, everybody let me rest for a while.

Also, what I want to say is that these people in the literary world tonight, if they are not crazy, I'm afraid I'm sorry for this poem.

Damn, I feel like I'm going crazy, I don't want to say anything right now. ”

After speaking, Huang Lun stopped talking directly, and then went to find a bottle of wine, trying to calm himself down while drinking.

However, in the face of such works, who can calm down?

At this moment, Ye Weidao also sat down on the chair with his buttocks, and watched the whole person look blankly, watching the poem end.

Looking at this song, an incomparably great work was born.

He Ye Weidao, he has been in this world for so many years, and he has lived for such a long time, and he has been shocked like this for the first time.

Seriously, he felt like he was going to cry. It was also the first time for Mrs. Ye to see this old man in her own family like this.

"Seriously, this poem is comparable to his poem Spring River Flower Moon Night, I'm not joking at all."

In the end, Ye Weidao said this.

Subsequently, he seemed to think of something, and hurriedly arranged for someone to open the live broadcast.

He was so excited that he wanted to share with everyone what he thought of the poem.

Therefore, Ye Weidao appeared at the pen station and started the live broadcast.

It also made many people run over, intending to take a look at Ye Weidao's explanation and analysis.

Because tonight's poem is so shocking. This poem made several writers start talking nonsense at this moment.

"Friends, let me tell you about this pipa.

Everyone knows that this first fu has always been regarded as the unique gift of my Han generation.

Until Mr. Liu Nan's poems came out, he could say that he was one of the best.

Because of this poem, it tells the story of a pipa girl.

It's just that tonight I want to talk about ...... Forget it, I don't want to say anything, everyone has their own evaluation in their hearts, I don't think I need to say more.

Next, I, an old man, will take over and take you to analyze this poem. This ...... A swan song for a thousand years.

First of all, the poetic eye of this poem is "The same is the end of the world, why should we have known each other." ”

That's right, I think it's that the theme of this poem is that they are all fallen people at the end of the world, so why should they have known each other when they meet.

This theme is reflected in many poems. And the pipa fu of the eighth son is more about the liveliness of that era and an appreciation for pipa technology.

Comparing the two, you can see the level of this idea at once.

You can think about it, Liu Nan's poem, after reading it, makes people only feel melancholy and sad.

Is it true that everyone, like me, is feeling sorry for the lives of the characters in this poem?

This is a question of high and low intentions.

Although the pipa fu is also very good, it is too bad compared to the pipa line.

Liu Nan wrote about the misfortune of the life of the pipa girl, combined with the blows suffered by the characters in the pipa fu in the eunuch journey, and wrote the voice of "the same is the end of the world, why should we have known each other when we meet".

It can be said that at this moment, Mr. Liu Nan knows them better than these two parties.

This poem is simply the pinnacle of realism, the kind that no work can compare with me.

At the same time, the turmoil of society, the heat and coldness of the world, the sympathy for the fate of the unfortunate, and the feeling of frustration in oneself, all of which were originally accumulated in the heart, are all poured into the poem.

Its artistic success also lies in the use of beautiful and distinct, musical language, and the use of visual images to express the feelings obtained by hearing;

The bleak autumn breeze of nature and parting feelings make the work even more touching.

In this poem, Liu Nan focuses on shaping the image of the pipa girl, through which it profoundly reflects the tragic fate of the insulted and damaged musicians and artists in the feudal society.

Express the feelings of "the same is the end of the world".

At the beginning of the poem, it is written that "sending off guests on an autumn night", "suddenly hearing" and "the sound of the pipa", so "looking for the voice", "secretly asking", "moving the boat" and "inviting to meet", after "a thousand calls", then the singer came out "half-covered".

This reverberating and tortuous description lays the cornerstone for the theme of "The End of the World".

Then, the pipa girl is depicted playing music to reveal her inner world.

First, the "affection" of "unfinished tunes", and then "strings" and "sound and thoughts", telling all the "unwillingness in life" and "infinite things in my heart", showing the ups and downs of the pipa girl's reverberating heart.

Then he wrote that the pipa girl told her life experience: back then, her skills had taught her "good talent clothes", her appearance was "made up to be jealous of Qiu Niang", and the Kyoto teenager "fought for her head", and "I don't know how many red silk songs".

However, the description of the flow of time is like resentment and admiration, like crying and complaining, and her water above, "the color of the twilight is gone", and finally she has to "marry a businesswoman".

This singing complements each other and completes the shaping of the image of the pipa girl.

In the end, the waves of the poet's feelings were excited by the fate of the pipa girl, and he exclaimed that "the same is the end of the world, why should we have known each other when we meet", expressing the feelings of sympathy for the same disease and the same voice.

The poetry is bright, step by step, and dotted everywhere.

It is endless, but also focuses on the theme. It is really like the surging tide of the river, with ups and downs, and it lasts for a long time.

Repeated chanting, swaying people's minds, infinite feelings.

The language is sonorous and the image is metaphorical.

"Like a torrential rain"

"Like a whisper"

"Water Slurry Burst"

"Guns and knives"

"Pearls fall on the jade plate"

"The bottom of the warbler".

These are read as if they were heard, as if they were there. ”