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In the tenth year of Yuan He, he moved to Jiujiang County Sima. In the autumn of next year, send off guests to Huangpukou, and listen to those who play the pipa at night in the boat. Listening to its sound, there is a sound of Kyoto.

Ask his person, this Chang'an advocates women, try to learn pipa Yu Mu, Cao Er is good. is old and decrepit, and is committed to being a wife of Jia. Then he ordered the wine, so that he could play a few songs quickly.

Qu is sympathetic, recounting the joys of his youth, and now he is drifting and haggard, and he is migrating to the rivers and lakes. After two years of being out of office, he was calm and peaceful, and he felt that he had the intention of moving at night. Because of the long sentence, the song is given away, where there are six hundred and sixteen words.

Destiny is called "Pipa Xing". Xunyang Jiangtou night send-off, maple leaves and flowers in autumn.

The master dismounts and the guest is in the boat, and there is no orchestra to drink wine.

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 heard the sound of pipa on the water, and the host forgot to return to the guest.

Who is the bomber? The sound of the pipa stopped and he was late.

Move the boat to close to each other, invite each other, add wine and return to the lamp to reopen the banquet.

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 and slowly twist and wipe and pick up, 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.

She said that she was originally a woman in the capital, and her home lived under the tomb of the shrimp toad (há·ma).

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

Qu Ba once taught good talents, and made up every time he was jealous of Qiu Niang.

Wuling is young and entangled, and a song of red silk (xiāo) is unknown.

The head of the flower (diàn) silver grate (bì) is broken, and the blood-colored Luo 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 in the previous month.

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 and my tears were dry.

I sighed when I heard the lute, and I heard the chóng chirp.

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.

Xunyang is remote, and I don't hear the sound of silk and bamboo all year round.

Living near the river (pén) is low and humid, and the yellow reeds and bitter bamboos surround the house.

What did you hear in the meantime? The cuckoo cries and the blood ape wails.

On the autumn moon night of the Spring River Flower Dynasty (zhāo), it is often poured alone with wine (huán).

Wouldn't there be a mountain song and a village flute? Vomit dumb mock 哳 (ōu yā zhāo zhā) is difficult to hear.

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 sound, and the full seat was full of chóng and wept.

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