Pipa Xing, Bai Juyi, excerpts, the full text of Bai Juyi

Pipa Xing - Don Bai Juyi.

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. Xun Sheng secretly asked who the player was, but the pipa stopped and 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 and strings muffle the sound and thoughts, as if they were unhappy in life.

The low-brow letter continued, saying that there are infinite things in my heart. Gently and slowly twist and wipe the re-pick, at the beginning of the neon dress after the sixth. 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 warbler is slippery, and the water of the throat spring flows down the beach. The water spring is cold and suspicious, and the suspicion will never be silenced 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 boat and the west boat were silent, only the autumn moon in the heart of the river was white. Groaning and plucking the strings, straightening up the clothes and showing up the face. said that she was a woman in the capital, and her home lived under the shrimp toad tomb.

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 I don't know how many red silk songs are played.

The head of the cloud grate is shattered, and the blood-colored 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 it chirp again. is the same person who has fallen to the end of the world, why should we have known each other when we meet.

I resigned from the imperial capital last year and lived in Xunyang City. There is no ** in Xunyang, and I don't hear the 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.

In the meantime, when I heard something, the cuckoo 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 the pipa line 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 cried the most in the seat, Jiangzhou Sima Qing's shirt was wet.

The big strings are noisy like a torrential rain, and the small strings are whispering like whispers.

Noisy and staggered, big beads and small beads fall on the jade plate.

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.

Pipa Xing" Bai Juyi.

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.

Xun Sheng secretly asked who the player was, but the pipa stopped and 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 the re-pick, at the beginning of the neon dress after the sixth.

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 warbler is slippery, and the water of the throat spring flows down the beach.

The water spring is cold and astringent, and the condensation never stops.

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.

said that she was a woman in the capital, and her home lived under the shrimp toad tomb.

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

Qu Ba often teaches good talents, and makes up every time he is jealous of Qiu Niang.

Wuling is young and entangled, and he doesn't know how many songs are red.

The silver grate of the head is shattered, and the blood-colored 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.

There was a snub in front of the door, and the boss 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 cabin Mingyue River water 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 it chirp again.

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

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 is low and humid, and the yellow reed and bitter bamboo surround the house.

In the meantime, when I heard something, the cuckoo 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 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 the pipa line 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 cried the most in the seat, Jiangzhou Sima Qing's shirt was wet.

1. Original text: 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.

2. Suddenly heard the sound of pipa on the water, and the host forgot to return to the guest. Xun Sheng secretly asked who the player was, but the pipa stopped and 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.

3. The low-brow letter procedures continued, saying that there are infinite things in the heart. Gently and slowly twist and wipe the re-pick, at the beginning of the neon dress after the sixth. 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.

4. Groan and pluck the strings, straighten out the clothes and look good. said that she was a woman in the capital, and her home lived under the shrimp toad tomb. 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.

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.

5. I sighed when I heard the pipa, and I heard this heavy chirping. is the same person who has fallen to the end of the world, why should we have known each other when we meet. 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 is low and humid, and the yellow reed and bitter bamboo surround the house. What did you hear in the meantime?

The cuckoo cries and the blood ape wails. Spring river flowers towards the autumn moonlit night, often take wine and pour alone. Wouldn't there be a mountain song and a village flute?

It's hard to listen to the dumb mockery. 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 the pipa line 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.

Pipa Xing" Bai Juyi.

Xunyang Jiangtou night send-off, maple leaves and flowers in autumn.

The master dismounted the guest in the boat, and held the wine and clear the liquid to drink without orchestra.

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 telling the life of the unwilling.

The low-brow letter continued, saying that there are infinite things in my heart.

Gently and slowly twist and pick up, the beginning is the last 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 warbler is slippery, and the water of the spring is under the beach.

The water spring is cold and astringent, and the condensation never stops.

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, but they saw the autumn moon in the heart of the river.

Groaning and plucking the strings, straightening up the clothes and looking up.

said that she was a woman in the capital, and her home lived under the shrimp toad tomb.

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

Qu Ba often teaches good talents, and makes up every autumn lady.

The young man in Wuling was entangled in his head, and he didn't know how to count the red silk.

The silver grate of the head is shattered, and the blood-colored 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.

There was a snub in front of the door, and the boss married a businesswoman.

The businessman valued profit and parted, and the previous month Fuliang replied to buy tea.

Go to the mouth of the river to ask for an empty boat, and go around the boat to see the moon and the river is cold.

In the middle of the night, I dreamed of juvenile things, and my dreams were dry with red makeup.

I sighed when I heard the lute, and I heard it again.

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

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 city 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.

Spring river flowers towards the autumn moonlit night, often take wine and pour alone.

Wouldn't there be a mountain song and a village flute? It's hard to listen to the dumb mockery.

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 the pipa line for you.

I feel that I have been saying this for a long time, but I have been in a hurry to sit down and the strings have turned urgently.

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.