The author of Song of a White Head was the Tang Dynasty poet Bai Juyi. Below was the complete text of the ❮ Song of a White Head ❯: "Song of a White Head" White as a mountain, snow as bright as the moon in the clouds. I heard that you have two intentions, so I came to make a decision. Today's drinking party will be at the head of the ditch tomorrow morning. On the royal ditch, the sound of water gurgled. There is a time to accept it, but there is no time to use it. I hope to be of one heart, and we will never leave each other when our hair turns white. Among them, the phrase "white as snow on the mountain, as bright as the moon in the clouds" meant that it was as white as snow and as bright as the moon.
The full text of the author of " White Tea Tree " was as follows: White Tea Tree First Meeting The white tea tree had been growing in the mountains for hundreds of years. Its roots were deeply rooted in the soil and did not extend in any direction. Only in the spring of each year would it grow a few shoots. These sprouts can only grow in specific seasons, so the growth process of the white tea tree is very slow. One day, a young farmer came to the foot of the white tea tree. He was here to pick tea leaves. Picking tea leaves was a traditional craft that required a certain level of skill. This young man was called Li Yun. He had a strong interest in picking tea leaves since he was young. He had come here to learn tea-picking techniques so that he could better pick tea for his family and neighbors. Li Yun came to the white tea tree and began his tea-picking journey. He used his hands to carefully pick the sprouts. His fingers gently touched the tea tree and felt the softness and tenderness of the tea tree. His heart was filled with joy. Meeting Again Li Yun left the white tea tree after picking the tea. He came to a nearby village and began his new life. He met a girl called Zhang Li in the village. Zhang Li was a smart, kind, and beautiful girl. She and Li Yun were neighbors and good friends. They played, studied, and lived together. They liked to cook, sing, and watch movies together. Their lives were filled with joy and happiness. Reunion As time passed, Li Yun gradually grew up. He became an excellent farmer and had extraordinary skills in picking tea leaves. He also discovered the beauty and value of the white tea tree and decided to pick it and take good care of it. A few years later, Li Yun and Zhang Li met again. They came to the white tea tree together and looked at the tender shoots growing on the tea tree. Their hearts were filled with joy. They decided to pick the tender shoots of the white tea tree together and make them into delicious tea leaves. Farewell However, happiness was not the only thing in their lives. They were facing separation and separation.
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In the "Chile Song","Chile River, at the foot of Yin Mountain" referred to the plain where the modern people lived. The " Chuan " in " Chilechuan " referred to the plains, which were probably in the area of Shanxi and Inner Mongolia. " The sky is like a dome, covering the four fields." The sky was like the tents made of felt cloth that the herdsmen lived in. It covered all directions of the grassland. " The sky is blue and the wilderness is vast." It depicted the blue sky and the vast wilderness. " When the wind blows, the grass bends, revealing the cows and sheep hidden in the grass." This poem outlined the magnificent and rich scenery of the northern grasslands as a whole, and also expressed the love of modern people for their hometown and life. Had he not watched enough of Long Lovesickness 2? Hurry up and read the original work of " Everlasting Lovesickness 2: A Vow of Love "!
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The author of " Egret " is Tian Can Tu Dou. The full text is as follows: " Egret " was a fantasy novel written by Tian Can Tudou and was published on Qidian Chinese website. The novel told the story of a young man who was bound by fate and finally solved the mysteries that bound him through continuous efforts and adventures. The plot of the novel was full of ups and downs, and the characters were well-known and loved by the readers.
Yue Ren Ge was not a complete novel and had never been published. The Yue People's Song was a literary work that only existed in the author's works and had never been publicly released.
Song of the Pipa: Ten years later, he was demoted to Jiujiang County Sima. In the autumn of the following year, I saw off my guests at Pukou. I heard someone playing the lute on the boat at night. Listening to the sound of the lute, it sounded like the sound of Kyoto. Ask her, she was originally Chang 'an singing girl, once learned the lute from Mu, Cao two good talents, old age, beauty decline, married to a merchant's wife. So he ordered wine and music to be played quickly. After listening to the song, he was very sad and told himself the happy things when he was young. Now he was haggard and exiled to the Jianghu. I have been an official for two years. I am at ease. I am moved by these people's words. That night, I felt that I had the intention of being demoted. He wrote a long sentence and sang it for him, a total of 616 words, named "Pipa Xing." Xunyang River at night to see off guests, maple leaves, reed flowers autumn rustling. The host dismounted and the guest was on the boat. He raised his wine and wanted to drink. There was no orchestral music. Drunk but not happy sad to say goodbye, farewell when the vast river immersed in the moon. Suddenly heard the sound of pipa on the water, the host forgot to go home, the guest did not start. Then he secretly asked who was playing the piano. the pipa music stops, I'm about to speak slowly. Move the boat close to invite each other to meet, add wine back to the lamp to reopen the banquet. Only after a thousand calls did he come out, still holding the pipa half covering his face. The rotating shaft plucked the strings three or two times, and before the tune was formed, there was emotion. The strings of the strings are suppressed, and the sound of thinking is like complaining about the unhappiness of life. Lowering his eyebrows, he continued to play, saying all the infinite things in his heart. The first song was "Six Yao," which was followed by "Nishang." The sound of the big strings is like the rapid rain, and the sound of the small strings is like a whisper. There was a loud noise, and the pearls fell on the jade plate. The orioles in the pass whisper at the bottom of the flowers, and the deep swallow spring flows under the ice. The icy spring is cold and astringent, and the strings are condensed and cut off. The sound of condensation is not heard for a while. There were other sorrows and hatred. At this moment, silence was better than sound. The silver bottle suddenly burst into water, and the cavalry rushed out with swords and spears. At the end of the song, I plucked the string carefully and drew it carefully. The sound of the four strings was like tearing silk. East boat west boat silent, only see the river center autumn moon white. He put the plucked string in his hand and straightened his clothes. She claimed to be a daughter of the capital and lived in the foot of the toad tomb. At the age of 13, he learned to play the pipa, which was called the first part of Jiaofang. After the song has been taught to wear good talent, make-up is often jealous by autumn Niang. The young people of the Five Ling Dynasties competed to wrap their heads, and the number of red silk in a song was unknown. The silver comb on the head of the mother-of-pearl was smashed into pieces, and the blood-red dress was stained with wine. This year's laughter will be repeated next year, autumn moon and spring breeze will be relaxed. His younger brother fled from the army and his aunt died. His face changed from morning to evening. There are few pommel horses in front of the door, and the eldest son marries a merchant's wife. Merchants value profit and despise parting. A month ago, they went to Fuliang to buy tea. Go to the river mouth to guard the empty boat, around the boat moon bright river cold. Late at night suddenly dream of young things, dream of crying makeup tears red railing dry. I heard the pipa sigh, and heard the words again. We're both people who have fallen from grace, why should we meet again? I left the capital last year and was demoted to Xunyang City. Xunyang is remote and has no music. I haven't heard the sound of silk and bamboo all year round. Living near the Qijiang River is low and wet, surrounded by yellow reeds and bitter bamboos. What do you hear in the meantime? cuckoos cry, blood apes wail. Spring river flowers face autumn moon night, often take wine also alone pour. Is there no folk song and village flute? it's hard to listen to my hoarse voice and mocking. Tonight I hear your lute music, as if listening to fairy music. Don't refuse to sit down and play a song for you. I'll play the Pipa Song for you. Moved by my words, he stood for a long time and sat down to play the strings. The mournful voice did not sound like the voice of the front, and the whole hall wept when they heard it. 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Song of the Pipa (Bai Juyi, Tang Dynasty) Ten years later, he was demoted to Jiujiang County Sima. In the autumn of the following year, I saw off my guests at Pukou. I heard someone playing the lute on the boat at night. Listening to the sound of the lute, it sounded like the sound of Kyoto. Ask her, she was originally Chang 'an singing girl, once learned the lute from Mu, Cao two good talents, old age, beauty decline, married to a merchant's wife. So he ordered wine and music to be played quickly. After listening to the song, he was very sad and told himself the happy things when he was young. Now he was haggard and exiled to the Jianghu. I have been an official for two years. I am at ease. I am moved by these people's words. That night, I felt that I had the intention of being demoted. He wrote a long sentence and sang it for him, a total of 616 words, named "Pipa Xing." Xunyang River at night to see off guests, maple leaves, reed flowers autumn rustling. The host dismounted and the guest was on the boat. He raised his wine and wanted to drink. There was no orchestral music. Drunk but not happy sad to say goodbye, farewell when the vast river immersed in the moon. Suddenly heard the sound of pipa on the water, the host forgot to go home, the guest did not start. Then he secretly asked who was playing the piano. the pipa music stops, I'm about to speak slowly. Move the boat close to invite each other to meet, add wine back to the lamp to reopen the banquet. Only after a thousand calls did he come out, still holding the pipa half covering his face. The rotating shaft plucked the strings three or two times, and before the tune was formed, there was emotion. The strings of the strings are suppressed, and the sound of thinking is like complaining about the unhappiness of life. Lowering his eyebrows, he continued to play, saying all the infinite things in his heart. The first song was "Six Yao," which was followed by "Nishang." The sound of the big strings is like the rapid rain, and the sound of the small strings is like a whisper. There was a loud noise, and the pearls fell on the jade plate. The orioles in the pass whisper at the bottom of the flowers, and the deep swallow spring flows under the ice. The icy spring is cold and astringent, and the strings are condensed and cut off. The sound of condensation is not heard for a while. There were other sorrows and hatred. At this moment, silence was better than sound. The silver bottle suddenly burst into water, and the cavalry rushed out with swords and spears. At the end of the song, I plucked the string carefully and drew it carefully. The sound of the four strings was like tearing silk. East boat west boat silent, only see the river center autumn moon white. He put the plucked string in his hand and straightened his clothes. She claimed to be a daughter of the capital and lived in the foot of the toad tomb. At the age of 13, he learned to play the pipa, which was called the first part of Jiaofang. After the song has been taught to wear good talent, make-up is often jealous by autumn Niang. The young people of the Five Ling Dynasties competed to wrap their heads, and the number of red silk in a song was unknown. The silver comb on the head of the mother-of-pearl was smashed into pieces, and the blood-red dress was stained with wine. This year's laughter will be repeated next year, autumn moon and spring breeze will be relaxed. His younger brother fled from the army and his aunt died. His face changed from morning to evening. There are few pommel horses in front of the door, and the eldest son marries a merchant's wife. Merchants value profit and despise parting. A month ago, they went to Fuliang to buy tea. Go to the river mouth to guard the empty boat, around the boat moon bright river cold. Late at night suddenly dream of young things, dream of crying makeup tears red railing dry. I heard the pipa sigh, and heard the words again. We're both people who have fallen from grace, why should we meet again? I left the capital last year and was demoted to Xunyang City. Xunyang is remote and has no music. I haven't heard the sound of silk and bamboo all year round. Living near the Qijiang River is low and wet, surrounded by yellow reeds and bitter bamboos. What do you hear in the meantime? cuckoos cry, blood apes wail. Spring river flowers face autumn moon night, often take wine also alone pour. Is there no folk song and village flute? it's hard to listen to my hoarse voice and mocking. Tonight I hear your lute music, as if listening to fairy music. Don't refuse to sit down and play a song for you. I'll play the Pipa Song for you. Moved by my words, he stood for a long time and sat down to play the strings. The mournful voice did not sound like the voice of the front, and the whole hall wept when they heard it. 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"A zither tune is not stained by dust, and the person in the zither tune can be smelled. The general explanation of "no longer remember the worldly affairs, close your eyes and listen to it without thinking about the world" was that a piece of music seemed to be detached from the hustle and bustle of the world (not tainted by dust). When you heard the music, you seemed to be able to see the person or artistic conception contained in the song. In the process of listening to the zither music, the complicated and trivial matters of the world were thrown to the back of his mind. He no longer recalled them. He closed his eyes and listened to the zither music quietly, not even thinking about the troubles of the world. The novel "Glittering Four Seasons" is equally exciting. Everyone is welcome to click and read it!