In Bai Juyi's pipa performance, the intersection of the two clues of light and dark lies in the last line of the poem,"The big strings are noisy like the rapid rain, and the small strings are like whispers." This sentence not only showed the superb playing skills of the pipa girl, but also expressed the emotional resonance of the poet. Through this sentence, the reader can feel the emotional interaction between the lute girl's performance and the poet, and feel the complex emotional entanglement in the lute song.
Song of the Pipa was a long narrative poem written by Bai Juyi, a poet of the Tang Dynasty. The poem was written in the 10th year of Yuanhe (815), when Bai Juyi was demoted to the rank of Sima of Jiujiang Prefecture. In the autumn of the following year, when he saw off his guests to Qipukou, he heard someone playing the lute on the boat at night. The sound had the sound of Kyoto. After asking, he learned that the pipa player was originally a Chang 'an prostitute. She had learned from Mu and Cao. Later, she married a merchant when she was old and beautiful. Bai Juyi listened to his narration and thought of his own life in exile, so he wrote this poem. The description of the lute girl's performance was very wonderful, such as "plucking the strings three or two times on the rotating shaft, feeling before the tune is formed. 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, the four strings sound like silk, vividly showing the wonderful and changeable music of the pipa. At the same time, the poem expressed the emotion of "we are both people who have fallen from the world, why should we meet again?" It connected the life experience of the pipa girl with her own situation of being demoted, reflecting the tragic fate of the musicians and artists who were insulted and damaged in the feudal society, and also expressed the loneliness and depression of the poet's own life in exile. The novel "Song of Everlasting Sorrow: Morning and Evening" is equally exciting. Everyone is welcome to click and read it!
I still hold my pipa in my arms, half covering my face.
I come out after a thousand calls, still holding a pipa half covering my face.
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 is difficult to listen to the sound of vomiting and laughing. 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. Who among us cries the most? the green robes of the commander of Jiangzhou are wet. The novel "Song of Everlasting Sorrow: Morning and Evening" is equally exciting. Everyone is welcome to click and read it!
Song of the Pipa was a long narrative poem by Bai Juyi, a poet of the Tang Dynasty. This poem was written in the 11th year of Yuanhe (816 A.D.). It was about the 10th year of Yuanhe (815 A.D.), when Bai Juyi was demoted to the post of Sima of Jiujiang Prefecture. The poem described how he met a Chang 'an prostitute playing the pipa while he was sending off guests at the head of Xunyang River. Through the description of the pipa girl's superb playing skills, such as "The big strings are as noisy as the rapid rain, and the small strings are as whispering. The lines such as "noisy and jumbled, big beads and small beads fall on the jade plate" vividly show the beauty and variety of pipa music. The pipa girl recounted her life experience. When she was young, she had superb skills and was famous in the capital. She was sought after by many rich children. However, as she grew older, she could only marry a merchant. The merchant valued profit over separation, so she stayed alone and lived a lonely and desolate life. Bai Juyi thought of his own political experience. He had been ambitious and actively remonstrated, but he was banished to Jiangzhou, far away from the center of power. His heart was filled with disappointment and resentment. Therefore, he sighed with emotion,"We're both people who have fallen from grace. Why should we meet again?" This poem was of high literary value. It was one of the representative works of Bai Juyi's New Yuefu Movement. It reflected the living conditions of the people at the bottom of society at that time and also expressed the poet's lament for his own fate. In addition, Song of the Pipa had also been adapted into various art forms, such as large-scale Tang poetry classical musics, songs, and so on. The novel "Song of Everlasting Sorrow: Morning and Evening" is equally exciting. Everyone is welcome to click and read it!
I come out after a thousand calls, still holding a pipa half covering my face.
The original text of Bai Juyi in Song of the Pipa is as follows: 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.
Song of Pipa was written during the period when Bai Juyi was demoted to Jiangzhou Sima. In the poem, he was drinking with his friends. When he was about to leave, he suddenly heard the sound of pipa on the river. He followed the sound and invited the player to meet him. He found that it was a woman with a heart. She said that she was originally a woman from the capital, but now her eldest brother married a merchant's wife. The merchant valued profit over separation, and she guarded the empty ship alone. Bai Juyi felt the same way and sighed with emotion."We are both people who have fallen into the world. Why should we meet each other?" He wrote "Pipa Song." The Song of Everlasting Sorrow was rather long, and every sentence was considered a masterpiece. This poem was both lyrical and narrative, and it also described the characters. It described how Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty valued beauty and Yang Guifei entered the palace to be favored. Later, the An Lushan Rebellion broke out and Yang Guifei died at Mawei Slope. After Emperor Xuanzong returned to the palace, he missed her endlessly and even asked a Taoist priest to search for the soul of the imperial concubine. In the poem, such as "The lonely tears of the jade face, the pear blossoms in spring with rain" and other sentences were widely circulated. Both poems were classic works of Bai Juyi. His poems were written in a plain and popular language, full of emotion, and had an important position in the history of literature. The novel "Song of Everlasting Sorrow: Morning and Evening" is equally exciting. Everyone is welcome to click and read it!
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. Light and light, slowly twirling, rubbing and picking, the first is the sixth after the dress. 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, often teach good talent, makeup into often by autumn Niang jealous. 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 mother-of-pearl cloud comb was broken, 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 are 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. 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. Who among us cries the most? the green robes of the commander of Jiangzhou are wet. The novel "Song of Everlasting Sorrow: Morning and Evening" is equally exciting. Everyone is welcome to click and read it!
Bai Juyi's long narrative poem that was as famous as the pipa song was the Song of Everlasting Regret. Song of Everlasting Sorrow was a narrative poem that described the court struggle of the Tang Dynasty and the love story between Emperor Xuanzong and Yang Guifei. It was regarded as one of the representative works of the Tang Dynasty's narrative poems and a classic in the history of Chinese literature. The poem was based on the story of Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty and Concubine Yang. It described the political struggle and the distortion of human nature in the court of the Tang Dynasty by describing the debauchery of Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty and the grief of Concubine Yang. Song of Everlasting Sorrow used a wealth of rhetorical devices such as metaphor, contrast, and parallel. It was praised as one of the representative works of narrative poetry in the Tang Dynasty.