What are the actresses in the entertainment industry who still hold the pipa and half cover their fa

For example, Zheng Shuang and Bai Baihe are like this.

Yang Ying should also belong to this type of actress, right?

I think it's Jing Tian, because Jing Tian's family background is very mysterious.

Fan Bingbing is one of them, and there are also a lot of scandals and scandals.

In this entertainment industry, it is relatively half-covered, so I think it must be this Qiutan.

Fan Bingbing, because of the tax exposure, his reputation is not as good as before.

Fan Bingbing will give people such a feeling.

It is still holding the pipa and half-covering her face, originally from Bai Juyi's "Pipa Xing", which describes the shy expression of the pipa girl holding the pipa when she is invited out, writes her gentle beauty, and also lays the groundwork for her to describe her unfortunate life experience in the future.

wrote about her gentle beauty, and also laid the groundwork for her description of her unfortunate life experience in the future.

Now sometimes to describe some of people's behaviors are too cowardly is to hold the pipa and half cover their faces, originally from Bai Juyi's "Pipa Xing", which describes the shy expression of the pipa girl holding the pipa when she is invited out.

Pipa Xing is one of the long Yuefu poems written by the Tang Dynasty poet Bai Juyi, written in the 11th year of Yuanhe (816). Through the description of the pipa girl's superb playing skills and her unfortunate experience, the poem exposes the irrational phenomena of feudal society, such as bureaucratic corruption, withering people's livelihood, and buried talents, expresses the poet's deep sympathy for her, and also expresses the poet's indignation at his innocent depreciation.

From Bai Juyi's pipa line.

The original text is "After a long time, I came out, still holding the pipa and half covering my face".

It was written about a kabuki in Chang'an City.

Yes"Still hugging the pipa and half-covering his face"bar. Bai Juyi's "Pipa Xing" just wrote a pipa girl, without saying the name.

And if there is controversy, there may not be such a thing.

It's not who it is, it's the pipa girl who played the pipa at Wang Anshi's farewell banquet to his friends.

It shows that the player (the pipa girl) is discouraged and ashamed of her own background, and she is no longer willing to show her head.

It should be understood in conjunction with the whole poem, and it can better understand (the Pipa Girl) The description of the appearance of the Pipa Girl is moving, she heard the sound of the pipa before she saw it, and the hidden pain in her heart was slightly revealed before she heard her words, which caused a lot of suspense for the development of the story later.

Pipa line Pipa citation.

Author] Bai Juyi [Dynasty] Tang Dynasty.

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 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.

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 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.

I sighed when I heard the lute, and I heard it chirp again. 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 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 "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 voice, and the whole audience wept when they heard it. Who cries the most in the seat?

Jiangzhou Sima Qing shirt wet.

From Bai Juyi's pipa line.

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 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.

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 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.

I sighed when I heard the lute, and I heard it chirp again. 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 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 "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 voice, and the whole audience wept when they heard it. Who cries the most in the seat?

Jiangzhou Sima Qing shirt wet.

Middle school textbook--- Pipa Xing Bai Juyi.

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

Ask his person, this Chang'an advocates women, and tries to learn pipa from Mu Cao's two good talents. 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.

After the song, he recounted the joys of his youth; Now drifting and haggard, migrating among the rivers and lakes. Yu has been out of the official for two years, and he is calm and peaceful, and he feels that he has learned to move from the beginning of the night, because of the long sentences, the song is a gift. Where there are six hundred and sixteen words, the fate says:

Pipa line. 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 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 twist and wipe the re-pick, and the green waist is the first neon dress. 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. Ask Guan Yingyu that the bottom of the flower is slippery, and it is difficult to go under the drift ice of the Youyan 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, but they saw the autumn moon in the heart of the river. 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. 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 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 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 in the low humidity of the Huangjiang River, 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.

Wouldn't there be a mountain song and a village flute? Dumb and dumb and ridiculous, it's hard 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 voice, and the whole audience wept when they heard it. Who cried the most in the seat, Jiangzhou Sima Qing's shirt was wet.

Pipa line. ”

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 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 twist and wipe the re-pick, and the green waist is the first neon dress. 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. Ask Guan Yingyu that the bottom of the flower is slippery, and it is difficult to go under the drift ice of the Youyan 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, but they saw the autumn moon in the heart of the river. 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. 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 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 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 in the low humidity of the Huangjiang River, 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.

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 "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 voice, and the whole audience wept when they heard it. Who cried the most in the seat, Jiangzhou Sima Qing's shirt was wet.

[Explanation] The original meaning is that the woman in the text feels inferior or shy about her life experience and situation, and refuses to play the pipa generously. Now the metaphor is not neat and tidy.

Source] Tang Bai Juyi "Pipa Xing".

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. 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 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 cold strings of the ice fountain are condensed, 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 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 people to wear, and made up every time he was jealous of Qiu Niang. 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 over parting, and Fuliang bought tea in the previous month. Go to the mouth of the river to ask for an empty boat, and go around the boat to see the cold water of the Ming River.

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 chirp again.

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 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 "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 voice, and the whole audience wept when they heard it. Who cries the most in the seat? Jiangzhou Sima Qing shirt wet.