Eager to give a pipa with a poem, ask for an ancient poem of pipa?

Pipa Language" Lyrics: Jiangnan Xiushi.

The sound of the pipa is still ringing here today. Through the search for thousands of years, the old dreams are still faint. This sigh is how much of a complaint in the world. The end of the world drifts in Xunyang, sad tears.

The sound of the pipa is still ringing here today. Playing the pipa with bare hands, the pipa is crisp and ringing, dingdong, dingdong. Keep your eyebrows low, keep playing, and play the infinite things in your heart. Keep your eyebrows low, keep playing, and play all the infinite things in your heart.

The sound of laughter has become a memory of yesterday, playing the pipa with bare hands, and the pipa is crisp and dingdong. There are tears in the eyes, there are teardrops, what is the long parting in the world. There are clearly tears, there are teardrops, and there is nowhere to send lovesickness in the world.

The sound of laughter has become a memory of yesterday. The red face is not as old as it used to be, and it is empty of sorrow. This sigh is how much of a complaint in the world. Playing a thousand years of loneliness, sighing alone.

Playing a thousand years of loneliness, sighing alone.

The verses of the pipa are as follows:1, Tang Bai Juyi's "Pipa Xing", came out after a long time, still holding the pipa and half covering his face. Which turn the shaft to pluck the strings three or two times, before the tune is formed, there is love.

2, Song Su Shi's "Appeal to the Heart, Pipa Girl".

Xiaolian first put on the pipa strings and played through the blue clouds. Clearly embroidered this peerless hatred, all passed to the song.

3, Tang Wang Han "Liangzhou Words Two Songs, One of Them".

Grape wine luminous glass, want to drink the pipa immediately urge.

4, Song Wang Anguo Li Pao Ru "Qingping Le Spring Festival Gala".

I can't stay in the spring, and I can't help it. The ground is full of red palace brocade filth, and the South Park was stormy last night. Xiao Lian first got on the pipa, and Xiaolai thought about the end of the world. Unwilling to paint the hall Zhu Hu, the spring breeze is free in Yanghua.

Pipa Xing" Bai Ju Yi Lun contains.

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.

The noisy cutting of the Ling hand cut the wrong bullets, and the large beads and small beads fell on the jade plate.

The intermittent Guan Yingyu flower ruler is slippery, and 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.

Grape wine luminous glass, want to drink the pipa immediately urge.

Drunk and lying on the battlefield, Jun Mo smiled, and a few people came back to fight in ancient times.

[Pipa hurts].

It's not easy to find a world away from emptiness.

Last night's sleepover and rest.

The string sound bai is the language of the heart.

It is not said that du pipa is not zhi

The sorrow is still the old dao pipa language.

This decay sounds painful.

Dream first with this clear sound.

If you leave the soul, you may go to Qingxiang.

The trail of the ghost is hidden.

Staying alone on an empty screen only hurts yourself.

Listen to the pipa strings.

I don't know where to say that I read Liang made it up.

The strings are clear and the words are loud, but the moon is bright on the back of the residual lamp.

Lai is heart has no melancholy, otherwise he will fight for the sound of Nazi's strings.

It came out after a long time.

Still hugging the pipa and half-covering his face.

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Marrying the ancestor of the loss department, Fang Pan whistle, Liu Ji, Ka Peiva, tired Liang Xu.

One of the two Liangzhou words.

Wang Han (Tang) grape wine luminous cup, want to drink pipa immediately urge.

Drunk and lying on the battlefield, Jun Mo smiled, and a few people came back to fight in ancient times.

One of the seven songs from the military march.

Wang Changling (Tang).

The pipa dances for a new sound, and it is always a parting feeling.

The chaos and sorrow are inexhaustible, and the high autumn moon shines on the Great Wall.

Pipa Xing Bai Juyi (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 water spring is cold and astringent, and the condensation will not 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 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 was young and entangled, and he didn't know how to count the red silk.

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.

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.