Song of Everlasting Regret, original singer of Wang Zhiyang
The original singer of "Song of Everlasting Sorrow" was Grandpa Wang Zhiyang. The novel "Song of Everlasting Sorrow: Morning and Evening" is equally exciting. Everyone is welcome to click and read it!
Song of Everlasting Regret, Wang Zhiyang
Wang Zhiyang had sung "Song of Everlasting Regret" before. Wang Zhiyang had loved ancient poetry all his life. Before he died, he wrote the score of " Song of Everlasting Sorrow." His granddaughter begged the great god to cover it on Weibo. Later, in " Ode to the Classics ", Wang Zhengliang's version was adapted from Wang Zhiyang's singing. There was also the audio monster's performance of " Song of Everlasting Sorrow, First Movement-For Wang Zhiyang." It was a tribute to Wang Zhiyang, the first radiologist in China, who had made outstanding contributions to ancient Chinese culture. The novel "Song of Everlasting Sorrow: Morning and Evening" is equally exciting. Everyone is welcome to click and read it!
Song of Everlasting Regret, reciting Wang Zhiyang
Old man Wang Zhiyang wrote the melody of Song of Everlasting Regret on his bed. It was a long-lost folk song. He hoped to pass on the ancient tunes of China poetry. You can listen to the electronic audio content of "Chanting the Song of Everlasting Sorrow (Bai Juyi) Learning to chant Mr. Wang Zhiyang's Tune" on the Himalayan APP to experience the "Song of Everlasting Sorrow" recited according to Mr. Wang Zhiyang's tune. The novel "Song of Everlasting Sorrow: Morning and Evening" is equally exciting. Everyone is welcome to click and read it!
Old Mr. Wang Zhiyang's Song of Everlasting Regret
Old Mr. Wang Zhiyang had a special connection with Song of Everlasting Sorrow. He was one of the first radiologists in New China. He loved Yuefu poems and tunes since he was young. His Chinese teacher was a scholar who had passed the imperial examination of the former Qing Dynasty. He taught him many Yuefu poems and tunes, and Song of Everlasting Regret was one of them. The old man had terminal liver cancer in his later years, and his granddaughter had sought out people from the old-style circle on Weibo to arrange and sing for " Song of Everlasting Sorrow." After the Weibo post was released, it received the support of tens of thousands of netizens. Many people participated in it, and finally, there was a song with the lyrics of "Song of Everlasting Sorrow". It was sung by an audio monster. The composition process of the song was fast and not for commercial purposes. Many participants put down their work and only wanted to help the old man fulfill his wish. Moreover, the old tune of " Song of Everlasting Sorrow " that Mr. Wang Zhiyang had inherited could move the singers, guests, and audience on stage when he sang it. The novel "Song of Everlasting Sorrow: Morning and Evening" is equally exciting. Everyone is welcome to click and read it!
Original Song of Everlasting Regret
The Song of Everlasting Sorrow was a long narrative love poem written by the great poet Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty. It described the tragic love between Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty and Yang Guifei. The following is the original text of the Song of Everlasting Regret: song of everlasting sorrow Tang Xuanzong and Yang Guifei I'm born with talent, I'm sure it'll be useful. Cook sheep, slaughter cattle and make fun of each other. You must drink 300 cups at a time. Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng, will not stop drinking. I'll sing a song for you, please listen to it for me. Bells, drums and jade are not worth being expensive. I hope I'll be drunk for a long time and never wake up. Since ancient times, sages and sages have been lonely, only the drinker left his name. In the past, the king of Chen gave a banquet in Pingle to drink ten thousand taels of wine. Why should the host say that there is little money? I must buy it directly and pour it to you. I'll go out and exchange my five-streaked horse for fine wine to relieve my eternal sorrow with you.
Original Song of Everlasting Regret
The original text of the Song of Everlasting Regret was as follows: The emperor of the Han Dynasty valued beauty and wanted to destroy the country. He had been in the imperial palace for many years and could not find it. The Yang family had a daughter who had just grown up and was raised in a boudoir. No one knew her. A natural beauty is hard to give up, and once she is chosen to be beside the king. Looking back at her, she smiled and gave birth to a hundred beauties. The six palaces had no color. In the cold spring, he was given a bath in Huaqing Pool, and the hot spring water flowed smoothly to wash the coagulated fat. The servant helped her up, but she was too weak to do so. This was the time when she had just received grace. Cloud hair, flowers, gold steps shake, hibiscus tent warm spring night. Spring nights are short and the sun rises high. From then on, kings don't go to court early. There is no leisure time to entertain guests, spring from spring outing night to night. There were 3,000 beauties in the harem, and 3,000 people were doted on. In the golden house she make-up into a delicate servant at night, in the jade tower banquet drunk and spring. Sisters and brothers are listed in the land, and the poor glory is born in the door. Therefore, the hearts of parents in the world are not born again, but born again. Li Palace high into the blue clouds, fairy music blowing everywhere. Slow singing and slow dancing, condensed silk and bamboo, all day long the king can not see enough. The drums of the fisherman's sun shook the earth, breaking the song of the rainbow dress and feather dress. Smoke and dust rose from the nine watchtowers, and thousands of chariots and horses marched southwest. Cuihua swayed and stopped, more than a hundred miles west of the capital gate. The six armies could not do anything but turn around and die in front of the horse.
Song of Everlasting Regret, Wang Qiyao
Song of Everlasting Regret, Wang Qiyao
Song of Everlasting Regret, Poetic and Original
Song of Everlasting Sorrow: The emperor of the Han Dynasty valued beauty and wanted to destroy the country. He had been in the imperial palace for many years and could not find it. The Yang family had a daughter who had just grown up and was raised in a boudoir. No one knew her. A natural beauty is hard to give up, and once she is chosen to be beside the king. Looking back at her, she smiled and gave birth to a hundred beauties. The six palaces had no color. In the cold spring, he was given a bath in Huaqing Pool, and the hot spring water flowed smoothly to wash the coagulated fat. The servant helped her up, but she was too weak to do so. This was the time when she had just received grace. Cloud hair, flowers, gold steps shake, hibiscus tent warm spring night. Spring nights are short and the sun rises high. From then on, kings don't go to court early. There is no leisure time to entertain guests, spring from spring outing night to night. There were 3,000 beauties in the harem, and 3,000 people were doted on. In the golden house she make-up into a delicate servant at night, in the jade tower banquet drunk and spring. Sisters and brothers are listed in the land, and the poor glory is born in the door. Therefore, the hearts of parents in the world are not born again, but born again. Li Palace high into the blue clouds, fairy music blowing everywhere. Slow singing and slow dancing, condensed silk and bamboo, all day long the king can not see enough. The drums of the fisherman's sun shook the earth, breaking the song of the rainbow dress and feather dress. Smoke and dust rose from the nine watchtowers, and thousands of chariots and horses marched southwest. Cuihua swayed and stopped, more than a hundred miles west of the capital gate. The six armies could not do anything but turn around and die in front of their horses. The mother-of-pearl fell to the ground and no one collected it, and the jade hairpin was decorated with golden sparrows. The king covered his face and could not save him. He looked back and saw blood and tears flowing. The yellow dust scattered in the wind, and the cloud stack lingered on the Sword Pavilion. At the foot of Mount Emei, few people walked. The flags were dim and the sun was thin. The water of the Shu River is green and green, and the mountains are green. The Lord is in love day and night. The palace saw the moon sad face, night rain heard the sound of the bell heartbroken. Heaven and earth spin back to the dragon ride, here hesitant can not go. In the mud at the foot of Mawei Slope, I can't see where Yuyan died. The monarch and his subjects looked at each other and wiped their clothes. They looked east at the capital gate and rode back. Return to the pool garden is still the same, too liquid lotus Weiyang willow. Hibiscus like face, willow like eyebrows, how can this not shed tears? Peach and plum flowers bloomed in the spring breeze at night, and the leaves of the parasol tree fell in the autumn rain. There are many autumn grasses in the south garden of the West Palace, and the fallen leaves on the steps are red and not swept away. The disciples of the pear garden have new white hair, and the green E of the supervisor of the pepper house is old. In the evening hall fireflies fly and think quietly, and the lonely lamp is lit up, but I can't sleep. Bells and drums have been playing for a long time, and the stars are shining in the sky. Mandarin duck tile cold frost heavy, jade quilt cold who to share. Long life and death have been separated for many years, and the soul has never come to dream. Linqiong Taoist priest Hongdu guest, can use sincerity to attract the soul. In order to move the king's wandering thoughts, he taught the alchemist to look for it diligently. Empty the sky, control the qi, run like lightning, ascend to the sky, enter the earth, search everywhere. Up to the blue sky and down to the underworld, the two places are vast and invisible. Suddenly I heard that there was an immortal mountain on the sea. The mountain was in the air. The pavilion is exquisite and beautiful, and there are many fairies in it. Among them, there was a man named Taizhen, with snow-white skin and beautiful appearance. Jin Que West Chamber knocked on the jade door, turned to teach Xiaoyu to report double success. I heard that the emperor of the Han Dynasty sent an envoy. I dreamed in Jiuhua account that my soul was frightened. Pulling up his clothes and pushing his pillow, he stood up and paced back and forth, and the pearl chaff and silver screen spread out. His hair was half-clouded, and he had just gone to bed. The crown of his flower was not neat. The wind blew the fairy's sleeves and raised them, just like the dance of colorful clothes and feathers. Her face was pale and lonely, and her tears dried up. A pear flower in spring brought rain. I look at the king with affection, and the sound and appearance of parting are vague. In Zhaoyang Hall, love is cut off, and the sun and moon in Penglai Palace are long. Looking back down at the world, I saw no dust in Chang 'an. I only took the old things to express my deep feelings, and put them together with the golden hairpin to send them away. The hairpin is left with a fan, and the hairpin is broken with gold and divided into mother-of-pearl. As long as the heart is as strong as gold, heaven and earth will meet. Parting diligent re-sent words, words have vowed to know both hearts. On the seventh day of the seventh month, in the Temple of Immortals, when no one was whispering in the middle of the night. In heaven, I wish to be a pair of lovebirds, on earth, I wish to be a pair of branches. As long as the world lasts, there will be an end to it, and this regret will never end. Shiyi: This poem tells the tragic love story between Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty and Concubine Yang. The beginning of the poem depicted Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty's extreme love for Yang Guifei. Yang Guifei's natural beauty allowed her to enter the palace from the boudoir and gain Emperor Xuanzong's special favor. The sentences such as "Looking back and smiling, the six palaces are colorless" vividly showed her charming charm, making Emperor Xuanzong indulge in love and abandon the government. However, the An Lushan Rebellion broke out, and the war drums of the rebels broke their enjoyment of life. Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty fled to the southwest with Yang Guifei and others. At Mawei Slope, the Sixth Army refused to move forward and demanded that Yang Guifei be executed. Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty had no choice but to grant her death. Later, Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty missed Yang Guifei in Shu. His sadness was written in sentences such as "Seeing the moon in the palace, hearing the sound of the bell in the night rain". After the rebellion subsided, Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty returned to the palace and saw the old things. He missed Yang Guifei even more. He even asked the Taoist priest to search for Yang Guifei's soul from heaven to earth. In the end, the Taoist priest found Yang Guifei's incarnation on the celestial mountain above the sea. Yang Guifei expressed her longing and grief for Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty. Although the two of them had deep feelings, they were separated by yin and yang. They could only pass on their longing through tokens. The ending," Everlasting, sometimes ending, this regret will never end." pointed out that this regret was endless. Through the description of this love story, the whole poem not only had sympathy for their love, but also had complex emotions such as criticism of Tang Xuanzong's debauchery. The novel "Song of Everlasting Sorrow: Morning and Evening" is equally exciting. Everyone is welcome to click and read it!
Song of Everlasting Regret Original Version
The emperor of the Han Dynasty valued beauty and wanted to destroy the country. He had been in the imperial palace for many years and could not find it. The Yang family had a daughter who had just grown up and was raised in a boudoir. No one knew her. A natural beauty is hard to give up, and once she is chosen to be beside the king. Looking back at her, she smiled and gave birth to a hundred beauties. The six palaces had no color. In the cold spring, he was given a bath in Huaqing Pool, and the hot spring water flowed smoothly to wash the coagulated fat. The servant helped her up, but she was too weak to do so. This was the time when she had just received grace. Cloud hair, flowers, gold steps shake, hibiscus tent warm spring night. Spring nights are short and the sun rises high. From then on, kings don't go to court early. There is no leisure time to entertain guests, spring from spring outing night to night. There were 3,000 beauties in the harem, and 3,000 people were doted on. In the golden house she make-up into a delicate servant at night, in the jade tower banquet drunk and spring. Sisters and brothers are listed in the land, and the poor glory is born in the door. Therefore, the hearts of parents in the world are not born again, but born again. Li Palace high into the blue clouds, fairy music blowing everywhere. Slow singing and slow dancing, condensed silk and bamboo, all day long the king can not see enough. The drums of the fisherman's sun shook the earth, breaking the song of the rainbow dress and feather dress. Smoke and dust rose from the nine watchtowers, and thousands of chariots and horses marched southwest. Cuihua swayed and stopped, more than a hundred miles west of the capital gate. The six armies could not do anything but turn around and die in front of their horses. The mother-of-pearl fell to the ground and no one collected it, and the jade hairpin was decorated with golden sparrows. The king covered his face and could not save him. He looked back and saw blood and tears flowing. The yellow dust scattered in the wind, and the cloud stack lingered on the Sword Pavilion. At the foot of Mount Emei, few people walked. The flags were dim and the sun was thin. The water of the Shu River is green and green, and the mountains are green. The Lord is in love day and night. The palace saw the moon sad face, night rain heard the sound of the bell heartbroken. Heaven and earth spin back to the dragon ride, here hesitant can not go. In the mud at the foot of Mawei Slope, I can't see where Yuyan died. The monarch and his subjects looked at each other and wiped their clothes. They looked east at the capital gate and rode back. Return to the pool garden is still the same, too liquid lotus Weiyang willow. Hibiscus like face, willow like eyebrows, how can this not shed tears? Peach and plum blossoms bloom in the spring breeze, and the leaves of the parasol tree fall in the autumn rain. There are many autumn grasses in the south of the West Palace, and the fallen leaves on the steps are red and not swept away. The disciples of the pear garden have new white hair, and the green E of the supervisor of the pepper house is old. In the evening hall fireflies fly and think quietly, and the lonely lamp is lit up, but I can't sleep. Bells and drums have been playing for a long time, and the stars are shining in the sky. Mandarin duck tile cold frost heavy, jade quilt cold who to share. Long life and death have been separated for many years, and the soul has never come to dream. Linqiong Taoist priest Hongdu guest, can use sincerity to attract the soul. In order to move the king's wandering thoughts, he taught the alchemist to look for it diligently. Empty the sky, control the qi, run like lightning, ascend to the sky, enter the earth, search everywhere. Up to the blue sky and down to the underworld, the two places are vast and invisible. Suddenly I heard that there was an immortal mountain on the sea. The mountain was in the air. The pavilion is exquisite and beautiful, and there are many fairies in it. Among them, there was a man named Taizhen, with snow-white skin and beautiful appearance. Jin Que West Chamber knocked on the jade door, turned to teach Xiaoyu to report double success. I heard that the emperor of the Han Dynasty sent an envoy. I dreamed in Jiuhua account that my soul was frightened. Pulling up his clothes and pushing his pillow, he stood up and paced back and forth, and the pearl chaff and silver screen spread out. His hair was half-clouded, and he had just gone to bed. The crown of his flower was not neat. The wind blew the fairy's sleeves and fluttered them, just like the dance of colorful clothes. Her face was pale and lonely, and her tears dried up. A pear flower in spring brought rain. I look at the king with affection, and the sound and appearance of parting are vague. In Zhaoyang Hall, love is cut off, and the sun and moon in Penglai Palace are long. Looking back down at the world, I saw no dust in Chang 'an. I only took the old things to express my deep feelings, and put them together with the golden hairpin to send them away. The hairpin is left with a fan, and the hairpin is broken with gold and divided into mother-of-pearl. As long as the heart is as strong as gold, heaven and earth will meet. Parting diligent re-sent words, words have vowed to know both hearts. On the seventh day of the seventh month, in the Temple of Immortals, when no one was whispering in the middle of the night. In heaven, I wish to be a pair of lovebirds, on earth, I wish to be a pair of branches. As long as the world lasts, there will be an end to it, and this regret will never end. The novel "Song of Everlasting Sorrow: Morning and Evening" is equally exciting. Everyone is welcome to click and read it!
Song of Everlasting Regret Original Script
Song of Everlasting Sorrow's original running-regular script was a type of running-regular script that wrote the original content of Song of Everlasting Sorrow. Running regular script was a type of calligraphy that was between running script and regular script. It had both the fluency of running script and the regularity of regular script. However, the reference material did not provide the specific content of the original text of "Song of Everlasting Sorrow". Sorry, I can't answer it accurately. The novel "Song of Everlasting Sorrow: Morning and Evening" is equally exciting. Everyone is welcome to click and read it!