Title Interpretation
This was written when Bai Juyi was thirty-five years old and serving as a lieutenant of a county, and at the same time Chen Hong wrote a biography of "The Song of Eternal Hatred," which was based on the love story of Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty and Yang Guifei, and was titled "The Longest Hatred" because of the tragic ending of the love. The poet's intention was "to make the love story of Emperor Tang Xuanzong and Yang Guifei a success. The poet's intention is "not only to feel for the event, but also to punish the special creature, to suffocate the disordered order, and to hang it in the future. In the first part of the poem, Xuanzong's lustfulness and indulgence in dancing and drinking, and Guifei's pandering to the Emperor and inviting favors from the Emperor and being proud of her grace are criticized ironically, thus leading to the disaster. The second half of the poem expresses great sympathy for the death of the Concubine, Xuanzong's lingering love for her, the bleakness of the evening scene after returning to the palace, and the long pain of their parting in heaven and on earth; and uses romanticism to idealize their love, so the thematic thought of the poem is complex and contradictory. From the perspective of the whole poem, sympathy for the tragic hero becomes the main tendency. This poem has many twists and turns in the plot, describes in detail, euphemizes the depth of love, the beginning and the end are complete, the language is fluent and clear, the rhyme is well-proportioned and beautiful, the lyrical atmosphere is very strong, the poem seldom uses the canon, and there are many good phrases. Zhao wing "ou bei poetry" said: "the song of long hatred" a, its thing is easy to pass, to easy to pass the thing, for the wonderful words, sound and feeling, can sing and cry, literati, both sighed as unattainable, women and girls, also happy to hear and happy to recite. It was so popular that it spread all over the world." This shows the great artistic charm of this poem.
The original poem
The Emperor of the Han Dynasty thought about the color of the country, and the Royal Household could not find it for many years.
The Yang family has a daughter who has grown up, but she has not been recognized by anyone.
Born with natural beauty, it is hard to give up on herself, and she was chosen to be on the side of the king.
There are a hundred winks and a smile, and the six palaces are colorless.
The spring cold gives bath Hua Qing Pond, hot spring water slippery wash gel fat.
Servant helped up a little weak, it is the time of the new grace.
The clouds and temples, the flowers, the golden steps, the hibiscus tent, the warmth of the spring night.
The night is short and the day is long, and from now on the king will not come to court.
There is no time for pleasure, and the spring is a special night for the spring tour.
Three thousand people in the harem, three thousand favorites in one.
The golden house is made up to serve the night, and the five floors are drunk and spring.
Sisters and brothers are all listed, poor colorful birth portal.
This is the first time I've ever seen a woman born in a country where there are no children, and I've never seen a woman born in a country where there are no children.
The LIXIL Palace is high up in the green clouds, and the music of the immortals is heard everywhere.
Slowly singing, dancing, and dancing with silk and bamboo, all the time the king is not enough to see.
The drums and drums of the Fishing Sun are moving on the ground, breaking the song of "Nei Shang Yu Yi Song".
Smoke and dust from the nine city queues, and thousands of riders traveling southwest.
The Cui Hua Shake rows again and again stops, west out of the capital gate more than a hundred miles.
The six armies were not sent out, and they died before the moth-eyebrows of their horses.
The flower inlays have been left unattended, and the green buckles of the gold sparrow scratch the head of the jade.
The king couldn't save his face, and he looked back to see the blood and tears flowing together.
The winds of the Yellow Eyes are scattered, and the cloud stacks are winding their way up to the Sword Pavilion.
There are few people traveling under Emei Mountain, and the sun is thin on the flags.
The water of the Shu River is blue and the mountains of Shu are green, and the Holy Lord is in love with them.
The moon is the color of sadness in the palace, and the bell is the sound of broken hearts in the night rain.
The sky is spinning back to the dragon's harness, and I can't go to this place with hesitation.
There is no place to die in the mud at the bottom of Mawei slope, no place to see the five faces.
The officials and the ministers were all covered in clothes, and they looked east to the capital gate to return.
All the pools and gardens are still the same, and the hibiscus and willow are still the same.
The hibiscus is like a face, the willow is like an eyebrow.
The spring breeze is the day of peach and plum blossoms, and the autumn rain is the time of the fall of sycamore leaves.
There are a lot of autumn grasses in the south of the Western Palace, and the fallen leaves are full of red steps that are not swept away.
The Pearland students have new white hair, and the Pepper House supervisors are old.
The evening hall fireflies fly thought quietly, the lonely lamp pick all not sleep.
The bells and drums are late, and the starry river is on its way to dawn.
They are the first to be able to use their own personal computer to make their own decisions, but they are also the first to be able to use their own computer to make their own decisions.
It's been a long time since I was born or died, and I've never been able to dream.
The Qiong Taoist Hongdu guest, can be sincere to the soul.
For the sake of the king's thoughts, he taught the priests to look for it.
Placing the clouds and harnessing the gas to run like electricity, ascending into the sky to seek the distant.
The two places were not visible.
Suddenly I heard that there is an immortal mountain on the sea, and the mountain is in the mist of nothingness.
The pavilions are exquisite, and the clouds rise up, and there are many fairies among them.
There is one person who has the word "Tai Zhen", with snowy skin and flowery appearance.
Bibimbap in the west room of the Golden Palace, I told Jade to report to her.
It is said that the son of the Han family was envoyed by the emperor, and I was frightened by his dream in the tent of Jiuhua.
When I was a student at the University of California at Berkeley, I was a student at the University of California at Berkeley, and I was a student at the University of California at Berkeley.
The cloudy bun is halfway to the new bed, and the flower crown is not whole to come down to the hall.
The wind is blowing and the sleeves are fluttering, just like the dance of the neon dress.
The jade face is lonely, the tears are dry, and the pear blossom has a branch in spring with rain.
They are the first to be able to see the world, and they are the first to be able to see the world, and they are the first to be able to see the world.
The love in Zhaoyang Hall is over, and the sun and moon in Penglai Palace are long.
Looking back at the world, I don't see Chang'an, I see dust and fog.
It's hard to express my deep love for the old stuff, but I'm going to send it to you in a tin alloy hairpin.
The hairpin left a share of a fan, hairpin broken gold and tin.
But the heart is like a golden tin, and we will see each other in heaven and on earth.
This is the first time I've sent a letter to you, and I'm sure you'll be happy to hear it.
July 7, the Hall of Eternal Life, at midnight when no one is whispering:
In the sky, I wish to be a bird with two wings, and on earth, I wish to be a bird with two eyes.
There is no limit to the length of time that the world can last, and there is no limit to the length of time that this hatred can last!
Note
Han Huang: a reference to Emperor Xuanzong of Tang Dynasty.
The Emperor of Han: a reference to Emperor Xuanzong of Tang Dynasty. Once you look at the city, then you look at the country. I would rather not know that the city and the country, a good man is hard to get again." The emperor sighed and said, "Good! There is no such person in the world?" Pingyang Lord said that Yan Nian has a female brother, on was summoned to see. The real wonderful and good dance, by this was honored."
Yang family has a female four sentences: according to the "new store book - consort biography", Xuanzong consort Yang (nicknamed Yuhuan, Yang Xuan Diem female), Sui Liang County, the fourth grandson of the field of Liang County Tong Wang, living in Puzhou Yongle. She was raised in her uncle's house. At first, she was the consort of Xuanzong's son, Shouwang. When Emperor Xuanzong Wu Hui Fei died in the 24th year of the reign of Emperor Kaiyuan, people said that Yuhuan had excellent qualifications, so she was summoned to the forbidden city. In order to cover up, she first went out as a Taoist priestess and married Wei for King Shou, and then Yang entered the palace to be honored. Yang Yuhuan knows the music, good song and dance, smart and alert, good understanding. Xuanzong got Yang Fei, six palace concubines, talented people, then no close to the person.
Huaqing Pond: hot springs, in Shaanxi Lintong Lishan Huaqing Palace. Later, "Lixing Palace" refers to the Huaqing Palace.
Golden step: the name of the jewelry, worn by the consort, made of gold, with a string of beads, walking is shaking.
Golden House: a particularly gorgeous apartment. The story of Han Wu, "the emperor for Jiaodong King a few years old, Princess held on her lap, asked; "Children want to get a woman?" Said: "I want to get." Princess refers to the left and right long Royal more than a hundred people, all clouds do not use. Pointing to her daughter, "Ajiao good or not?" Smiled and said: "Good! If you get Ajiao as a woman as a golden house to store." This is the origin of the phrase "the whole house to hide the jiao".
Leishi: a vassal. Yang Fei was favored by Emperor Xuanzong, and her uncles and brothers were all granted marquis, and her sisters were granted the title of "Lady of the Kingdom", which made her richer than the royal family.
The drums of fishing: referring to An Lushan's rebellion. In November of the 14th year of Tianbao (755), An Lushan rebelled against Fanyang. Yuyang is in Daxing County of present-day Beijing, anciently known as Jizhou, and was changed to Yuyang County in Tianbao, subordinate to Fanyang Jiedu. An Lushan rebelled against Fanyang, and Yuyang followed his example. Bai Juyi was a satirist, referring to Xuanzong with "Han Huang" and An Lushan's fight against the Tang Dynasty with the help of Han Peng Cao's fight against the Han Dynasty based on Yuyang. Drums: military drums, war drums.
Nishang Yuyi Song: dance music, the old rumors for Xuanzong, Song Wang Zhuo "Bijie Man Zhi" detailed examination, "break said: Xiliang creation, Ming Huang embellishments, but also for the name of Yi Mei." This song is a western tune, the Kaiyuan Xiliang House Governor Yang Jingshu into the presentation, after the Ming Emperor to enjoy the moon feeling, according to this song reformulation, called "Nishang Yuyi Qu". Yang Fei into the day, had played this song.
Six armies of two lines: Tianbao 15 years, An Lushan rate of troops into the customs, Tang Xuanzong Cang Huang ran to Shu, to the Mawei stage (in today's Xingping County, Shaanxi Province), the six armies do not go in, please kill Yang's brother and sister. Xuanzong was forced to order the killing of Yang Guozhong, and ordered Gao Li Shi to hang Yang Guifei.
Moth Eyebrows: Poetry - Wei Feng - Shuo Ren "螓首峨眉". Silkworm moth eyebrows long and curved, to describe the woman's eyebrows. Here refers to Yang Fei. Taiyi: the name of the pool. Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty built in the north of the Palace of Jianzhang, forty hectares around, in the middle of the three mountains, like Penglai, Yingzhou, Fangzhang three immortal mountains. Ruins in today's Shaanxi Chang'an County West. Tang Dynasty also built Taiyi Pond in Daming Palace, the site in today's Chang'an County North.
Weiyang: Palace name. Han Gaozu built. Ruins in the northwest of present-day Xi'an city.
West Palace South: Tang Palace City in the Imperial City in the north, known as the West within (West Palace), Xingqing Palace in the Imperial City in the southeast, known as the South within.
Pepper room: Han Han consort living room to pepper powder coating the wall, take its fragrance and pepper more children's good luck. A Supervisor: female officials serving the Imperial Consort, slaves. Green E: originally referred to as a young girl, extended to refer to the youthful appearance.
Lin Qiong (sound poor) sentence: said Sichuan Taoist guest in the capital. Lin Qiong: now Qionglai County, Sichuan.
Hongdu: the northern palace gate of Luoyang, here refers to the East Side.
BiLu: refers to the sky. Huangquan: refers to the underground.
Small Jade: the name of the daughter of King Fu-chai of Wu, Xiaoyu. Shuangcheng: the jade maiden in front of the seat of the Queen Mother of the West. Both of them refer to Yang Yuhuan's maidservant in the Immortal Mountain.
Zhao Yang Hall: the name of the palace in Han Dynasty, where Zhao Fei Yan used to live. It is a reference to the inner palace of the Tang Dynasty. Penglai Palace: the name of the legendary palace on the immortal mountain.
Hairpin left two lines: said the hairpin and hairpin box are sent since the day half fan, to show the letter.
Hop: box. Tin (sound electricity): the box inlaid with gold flower pieces.
Lian Li Zhi: two trees with different roots and branches entwined into one.
Translation of the poem
The emperor of the Han Dynasty valued beauty and
wanted to get a beautiful woman who was a beauty of the country.
He had ruled the state for many years,
but he could not find anyone to his liking.
There was a girl in the Yang family who had just grown up,
raised in a deep boudoir yet to be appreciated.
Born with a beautiful posture,
She was not willing to be buried in self-abandonment,
Finally, one day selected in the near side of the king.
She looked back with a slight smile,
and gave birth to a hundred kinds of charm.
Compared with her, all the concubines in the harem were
all too dull to shine.
The king gave her the grace to bathe in the Huaqing Pond in the spring.
The water of the hot springs was moist and smooth,
washing her soft and delicate body.
The palace maid helped her up slowly,
how delicate and weak she was.
It was the first time in her life that she had been graced by a king.
She had hair like a dark cloud, looks like a flower,
and wore jewelry of gold on her temples step by step.
At the bottom of the warm hibiscus tent,
she and the king ****ed for a joyous spring night.
The night was too short,
and the sun was already in the middle of the sky,
from now on, the king never went to court early.
She accompanied the king in his pleasures,
and served at banquets and feasts without a moment's leisure.
Spring followed the king to the countryside,
Night and night only she accompanied the driver.
There were three thousand beautiful women in the harem,
and all their favor was concentrated on her.
In the inner courtyard of that luxurious palace,
she was carefully groomed, and night after night she deliberately flattered the king.
After the banquet on the Jade Mansion,
her drunkenness was even more bewitching.
Sisters and brothers were all given titles and titles,
and the infinite splendor shone on her family's lintel,
making the hearts of parents all over the world
not to pay attention to the birth of children but to pay attention to the birth of daughters.
The Huaqing Palace on Mount Li,
magnificent and towering into the sky,
music in the palace, like from the fairyland,
following the wind, can be heard everywhere.
Soothing songs and soft dances,
along with the fine pipes and strings,
the king watched all day long,
and never got tired of it.
Suddenly the rebels advanced from Yuyang,
and the sound of the war drums moved the earth.
The wonderful "Nishang Yuyi Song"
was shocked and scattered like clouds of smoke.
The capital was filled with war dust,
thousands of troops and horses threw themselves to the southwest.
The king's carriage was suddenly forced to stop,
it was then only a hundred miles or so out of the capital.
The six armies refused to move forward, and there was nothing the king could do,
so he had to let the beauty hang herself before her horse.
The jade head of the Cuiqiao gold sparrow she wore on her head,
was left in the dust, and no one was there to clean it up.
Since he could not save her life,
and how could he bear to watch her die,
the king had to cover his face with his sleeve.
Looking back in despair,
blood and tears flowed together.
Yellow dust flew in the sky,
Autumn wind was bleak and desolate.
Walking through the winding trestle high into the clouds,
the king ascended to the Pavilion of Swords.
There were few pedestrians on the lower side of Emei Mountain,
and no light from the flags, and the color of the sun was bleak and cold.
How clear and green is the water of the Shu River,
and how pale and blue are the mountains of Shu.
Every morning, every night,
the king harbored deep affection and longing for her.
Looking at the moon wheel from the palace,
the dismal light was only saddening.
In the night rain, I heard the wind shaking the eaves and bells,
and the sound was like a mournful sound that breaks one's heart.
The heavens turned, the times changed,
and the king's carriage had to return to the capital.
When he passed under the Mawei slope, he could not bear to leave.
Wandering slowly for a long time.
There was nowhere to find the beauty in this patch of mud,
and the site of her tragic death was left empty.
The rulers and ministers looked at each other in silence,
and all wept tears of grief.
No longer have the heart to speed up the horse,
Let follow the horse and carriage slowly toward the east,
Toward the imperial capital.
Back to the palace in the pond and garden is still the same.
The burning hibiscus in the Taiyi pond.
The willows clinging to the Weiyang Palace,
the hibiscus is like her delicate face.
The willow leaves are like her curved eyebrows.
How can one not shed tears of sadness at such a scene,
?
Whenever the spring breeze is warm, the peach and plum blossom days,
Whenever the autumn rain is bleak, the sycamore leaves fall.
A piece of her thoughts,
is even more haunting.
Taiji Palace and Xingqing Palace in the autumn grass,
Red leaves fell all over the stone steps no one cleaned.
The artists of the Pear Garden have grayed their hair,
and the female officials of the Harem have aged sadly.
Streams of fireflies fluttered around the palace at dusk,
accompanied by his quiet thoughts.
At night he stood alone by his solitary lamp,
and could not sleep until morning.
The sound of the bells and drums sounded slow to him,
and the dark night was so lonely and long.
Finally the end of the long night had come at dawn,
and the Milky Way was already glowing.
Yuanyang tile covered with heavy autumn frost,
cold as ice,
alone embracing the emerald brocade quilt no one phase ****,
only feel the more you sleep the colder it is.
Being separated from life and death for a year and a year,
Her soul did not come to the king's dreamland .
There was a Taoist priest from Lin Qiong who lived away from the capital city,
who was able to invoke the souls of the dead with his essence.
Moved by the king's longing,
the Taoist priest earnestly went to search for it.
He sped through the air like lightning with his clear qi,
and searched everywhere, from the sky to the earth.
Upward he found the high blue sky,
Downward he traveled all over the deep earth,
Both places were bewildering
No trace of her could be found.
Suddenly I heard that there was an immortal mountain on the sea,
and the mountain was in the misty clouds.
The exquisite pavilions were surrounded by colorful clouds,
and many beautiful fairies lived therein.
One of them was a fairy,
whose name was Taizhen.
With snowy skin and flowery features,
it was as if she was the one the king missed.
The Taoist priest came to the glorious fairy palace,
and went to knock on the jade door of the western hall,
and rolled over to ask the maids of honor, Xiaoyu and Shuangcheng,
and then went to report to their master.
Hearing that the Han had sent a messenger,
she awoke with a start from her gorgeous drapery.
Drawing on her clothes and pushing aside her pillowcase she rose and wandered,
A heavy beaded curtain and silver screen opened one after another.
She had just awakened from her nap, her hair hanging loosely on the side at the temples,
and walked down the hall without being able to arrange her flower crown.
The wind was blowing her sleeves lightly,
as if she were still dancing the graceful Neishang Yuyi dance.
Her beautiful face showed loneliness
Tears streamed down her face,
as if a pear blossom opened up in the spring rain,
stained with dots of water droplets.
She gazed at the messenger with affection,
asking him to convey the feelings of her heart to the king.
Since that time when she parted from the king,
Life and death have been so distant from each other that it has been difficult to meet or to communicate with each other.
Once in the palace with the king all kinds of love,
To now has long been - a break.
I am alone in the palace of Penglai,
and I am spending a long time.
Looking back down to the earth,
I can't see Chang'an but only the misty fog.
The only way to express my deep feelings is to take out my old things.
Please take this tin alloy hairpin back with you.
I have broken the tin alloy hairpin with my hand,
He and I each left the gold hairpin with one strand of tin and one half.
As long as love is as strong as a golden hairpin,
we will be able to meet again someday in heaven and on earth.
At parting she earnestly urged again and again,
saying that there were a few vows that both she and the king would be able to understand.
July 7 together in the Hall of Eternal Life.
When no one was there in the middle of the night, we had whispered:
"In the sky, I would like to become a bird flying in the air,
underground, I would like to become a branch of a flower that is connected to its roots."
There will always be an end to the longest period of time,
such a parting of life and death!
That ghostly hatred will never end.
Biography of Bai Juyi: The Song of Eternal Hatred, Pipa Line Selected Poems of Bai Juyi
Title
Tang Emperor Xuanzong's poem "Hanging Bai Juyi" says: "A child can sing the Song of Eternal Hatred, and a huer can sing the Pipa Piece." It is clear that these two works have been widely circulated and influential, and represent an important aspect of Bai's poetic accomplishments. The origin of the poem, Bai Juyi in the preface of the poem said very clearly, but the night encounter with the pipa girl, the former people have long thought that it is only fiction, is to express their own end of the world exile hate. However, the image of the pipa girl portrayed in the poem is a high typicalization of this kind of character in real life. The poem summarizes the misfortune of the insulted and damaged geisha in the old times through the amazing skill of the pipa girl, her narration of the present and past prosperity of her own life, and the resulting lamentation, which makes people cry when they read it. And the two lines of "the same people at the end of the world, why should we ever meet each other?" have become a famous line for the ages, as they express the most profound feelings of the poet. Although the poet was banished because of his uprightness and courageous advice, and the songstress was abandoned because of her old age and color, they are not the same thing in essence, but there is a similarity in the fate of the disillusioned. The poet's voice of injustice for the songstress and for himself has aroused deep sympathy for thousands of years. The poem describes a fragment of music in the extremely clever, a series of colorful metaphors reproduce the colorful and varied musical images, so that people like to hear their voices, as if they were there, to give people the infinite joy of artistic appreciation. This poem has twists and turns in the plot, layered, detailed descriptions, rhymes harmoniously flowing, the tone of poignant sadness, such as weeping, with a strong artistic infectious force.
The original poem
Yuan and ten years, Yu left to move to Jiujiang County Secretary, the next year in the fall, send guests (氵盆)浦口, heard the boat in the night playing the pipa. Listen to the sound, clanking with the sound of Kyoto. Asked the person, the Chang'an advocate of women, tasted learning pipa in Mu, Cao two good talent, long color decline, committed to a woman for the Jia people. He then ordered the wine maker to play a few songs. After the song was over, I felt sorry for myself. Recounting the joys of the young; now emaciated, migrating between the rivers and lakes. Yu two years out of the government, quiet and at ease, feeling the words of the people, is the evening began to feel the intention of relocation and banishment. Because of the long sentence, song to gift. Where six hundred and twelve words, named "Pipa Xing".
The Xunyang Jiangtou night to send guests, maple leaves and dirigible flowers in the fall.
The master dismounted from his horse and the guest was in the boat, and he raised his wine to drink without pipa.
Drunkenness is not a good thing, but it's a good thing that you're going to have a good time, and you're going to have a good time.
Suddenly, I heard the sound of a pipa on the water, and the master forgot to return to the ship.
Searching for the sound, I asked who was playing the lute. The sound of the pipa stops, and I'm late to speak.
Moving the boat to the neighboring place and inviting them to see each other, I added wine to the lanterns and reopened the banquet.
The pipa is a pipa with a half-covered face, and the pipa is a pipa with a half-covered face.
The music of the Pipa is a little bit different from that of the Pipa, but it's a little bit different.
The strings of the pipa have been hiding their thoughts, and they seem to be complaining that they have not been able to fulfill their aspirations in life.
Lowering the eyebrows and continuing to play the formalities, I can tell you all the infinite things in my heart.
They are the first to be used in the world, and the second to be used in the United States, and the third to be used in the United States.
The big strings are like rain, the small strings are like whispers.
Noisy, noisy, noisy, noisy, noisy, noisy, noisy, noisy, noisy, noisy, noisy, noisy, noisy, noisy.
Between the warbler and the flower, the spring is under the beach.
The water springs are cold and the strings are frozen.
There are other sorrows and dark hatreds, and the silence of this time is better than the sound.
The bottle of water is broken, and the iron horsemen are armed with swords and spears.
At the end of the song, the four strings of the song are like a crack.
The east boat and the west boat are silent, only the white moon in the center of the river is seen.
The song was played in the middle of the strings, and the clothes were straightened and the face was restrained.
Saying that she was originally a woman from the capital, her family lived under the toadstools.
Thirteen years ago, I learned to play the pipa, and my name was the first one in the workshop.
When the song is over, I often teach the good talents to dress up, and my makeup is always envied by the Autumn Lady.
The young man of the Five Mountains is a young man, and his red image is not known.
The first time I saw you, I was so happy to see you, and I was so happy to see you, too.
This year's laughter will be repeated next year, and the autumn, moon, and spring winds will be spent in a leisurely manner.
Being an army man, my aunt died, and the color was the same as in the past.
The oldest man was married to a merchant woman.
The merchant is more interested in profit than in parting, and he went to buy tea in the month before last.
The boat is empty at the mouth of the river, and the water is cold when the moon is shining.
Deep in the night, I suddenly dreamed of a young man's life, and in my dreams, I cried tears of red appendages.
I heard the pipa sighing, and then I heard it again.
We are the same people at the end of the world, so why should we ever meet?
I resigned from the emperor's capital last year, and I've been living in Xunyang City in exile.
Xunyang is a remote place with no music, and you can't hear the sound of silk and bamboo for years.
Dwelling near (bac basin) low humidity, yellow reed bitter bamboo around the house.
What do you hear in the middle of the day and night, the azalea cries blood and apes wail.
Spring river flowers towards the night of the autumn moon, often take the wine also pour alone.
Is there not a mountain song and a village flute, which are hard to hear?
When I heard you speak on the pipa tonight, it was like listening to immortal music.
It's a good thing I'm not sitting down to play a song, because I'm going to do it for you.
It was a long time ago that I was sitting on my feet, but the strings were turning fast.
It was not like the sound of the previous song, but the audience heard it again and wept.
Who wept the most?
This is the first time I've heard of this.
Note
Yuanhe: the year of Emperor Xianzong of the Tang Dynasty. The year of Yuanhe is 815 AD.
Zuo Qian: demoted, demoted.
Jiujiang County: the name of Sui County, known as Jiangzhou or Xunyang County in Tang.
Sima: official name; Tang was a state and county zookeeper with no real power.
(氵盆)浦口: that is, (氵盆)口, in present-day Jiangxi Jiujiang Jiangxi (氵盆)江汇入长江处.
Shan Cai: a common name for pipa artists and composers in the Tang Dynasty.
Six hundred and twelve words: the whole poem has eighty-eight lines, which should be six hundred and sixteen words.
Gathering, Ranging, Wiping, and Picking: the techniques of pipa playing. The left hand pushes the strings inward by pressing on them, later called "pushing"; the left hand kneads the strings, later called "kneading" and "chanting"; the right hand plucks the strings, later called "playing"; the right hand plucks the strings, later called "playing"; the right hand plucks the strings, later called "playing"; the right hand plucks the strings, later called "playing"; and the right hand plucks the strings, later called "playing". "The right hand points to the right plectrum, also known as "picking" in later times.
Nishang: "Neishang Yuyi Qu" (The Song of Neishang Yuyi).
Sixth Song: Tang Daqu, also known as "Record to be", "Green Waist" and "Le Shi".
Maiguan: the yellow warbler's call.
Submerged beach: according to Duan Yucai in Qing Dynasty, it is regarded as "difficult under the ice".
Shrimp Toad Lings: Chang'an street name, known as "Shimaling", in the southeast of the city, near the Qujiang River, for the then famous entertainment district. The ground still exists today, in Xi'an City, west of the Hepingmen.
Qiu Niang: Tang kabuki commonly used name, generally known as kabuki.
Wuling Junior: Han Gao, Hui, Jing, Wu, Zhao five emperors' mausoleums in Chang'an West, and then relocated to the five mausoleums area, the world called the children of the rich and noble families for the "five mausoleums Junior".
The head: money and silk to give dancing prostitutes, called the head. It is an allusion to the Tang Yu Chaoen banquet, Guo Ziyi, to the Kam 30 pi reward courtesans, courtesans wrapped in the head out of thank you.
The cuckoo cries blood: Shu after the Lord Du Yu, No. Wang Di, was forced to abdicate, rumor has it that the death of the cuckoo, spring and moon day and night sad song, muzzle with blood.
Mourning Ape: "Shui Jing Zhu - Jiangshui two" "every clear early frost day, forests and cold streams, there are often high apes whistling, repeatedly cited the poignant, the valley sound mournful turn for a long time. Therefore, the fisherman song said; Badong three gorges witch gorges long, ape song three tears dip bag".
Vomit and mute twitter (sound za): the sound of the messy and broken. Vomit mute, children's language or bird calls; twitter, a chirping, complicated and noisy sound. Jiangzhou Sima: the author was the Secretary of Jiangzhou at that time, see the poem "Preface".
The Green Shirt: the green official uniform of Tang's eighth- and ninth-grade civil officials. Bai's position as the state secretary, the real position is only from the ninth grade will be Shi Lang, so wearing a green shirt.
Translation of the poem
In the 10th year of Yuanhe, I was relegated to the post of Secretary of Jiujiang County. One evening in the fall of the following year, I went to the ferry port to see off a friend, and heard someone on a boat playing the pipa, the music resounding and powerful, playing a tune popular in Kyoto. When I asked her about it, I realized that she was originally a courtesan from Chang'an, and had studied with two famous pipa masters, Mu and Cao. But when she was old, her beauty faded, and she had to marry a merchant. So I ordered to prepare wine and invited her to play a few pieces of music. After she finished playing, she was sad and silent, and she
recounted the joyful life of her youth, but now she is wandering and sinking, with an emaciated face, wandering in the rivers and lakes. Since I was relegated out of the capital, so far there have been two years of light, has been with the situation, the mood is calm and serene. After listening to her words, I felt the bleakness of being relegated this evening. Therefore, I wrote this poem to her, *** counting six hundred and twelve words.
On the bank of the Xunyang River at night,
I bid farewell to my friend who is about to leave,
Red maple leaves and white rushes are swaying and swaying,
and in the autumn wind they are uttering a bleak lament.
We dismounted from our horses and boarded the boat, and raised our glasses for a farewell drink,
but unfortunately there was no music to ease our sorrow.
We drank sullenly and with some drunkenness,
and the parting at hand made us mournful.
When we parted, we saw the white sky,
and the river was drenched with a clear autumn moon.
Suddenly the sound of pipa came from the water,
I forgot to turn around, and my friend did not urge the boat to depart.
Following the direction of the music, I asked who was playing,
After the sound of the lute ceased, I heard no answer for a long time.
We drew the boats together,
asked the player to come out to meet us,
filled the boats with food and wine, lit the lamps,
and rearranged the feast.
A million calls were made before she came out to meet him,
still holding the lute and covering half her face.
She twisted the strings and tried to play three or two times,
without playing the tune, she was already full of emotion.
Each strum was low and mournful, filled with sadness,
as if to tell how she had been unhappy in her life.
She lowered her brow and strummed her hand,
speaking of her infinite heart.
She slowly kneaded the strings and gently twisted them,
A moment later, she plucked the strings downward with her hand, and a moment later, she picked them back with her backhand.
First, she played the famous Neishang Yuyi Song,
and then a popular song, Green Waist.
The sound of the big strings is heavy and long,
like a furious rainstorm.
The small strings sound thin and urgent,
like whispers.
The sound of the strings changed in pitch,
like pearls falling into a jade disk.
One moment the strings were smooth,
like a yellow warbler singing among the flowers,
and the next moment the strings were stagnant,
like a spring under the ice flowing with difficulty, whimpering in a low voice.
Finally, it was as if the water had failed to flow,
and the strings were temporarily cut off.
The pause contains another kind of sorrow and hatred,
The silence of this time is more subtle than the sound.
Suddenly, like a silver bottle bursting with water,
The lute played a clear and bright sound,
After that, the music was majestic and resounding,
as if armored cavalrymen were breaking through the encirclement, their swords and spears blazing.
At the end of the piece she swept her plectrum in the center,
and the four strings snapped like silk.
The ships to the left and right were silent,
only the bright autumn moon shone in the center of the river.
She sighed as she inserted her plectrum into the strings of her zither,
and straightened her garments to look grave and respectful.
She said, "I was originally a woman from the capital city,
living in the Toadstool Tomb.
I learned to play the pipa at the age of thirteen,
and my name was ranked in the first section of the teaching house.
My playing was so skillful that
even famous players were y pleased.
I am so beautiful in appearance
that I often make my sisters jealous when I am well groomed.
The sons of the noble families of Wuling vied with one another in giving me gifts,
and I received countless red silks for every song I played.
The hair grate with the flower inlay, when I was happy
I used it to beat the beat without fear of breaking it,
and I didn't care if I spilled wine and stained my red dress.
Year after year it was always so happy,
and the years passed gently and easily.
My brother's aunts died in the army, and
My face grew old day after day.
The doorway was cold and empty, and the carriages and horses became fewer and fewer.
The oldest of the old had to marry a merchant.
The merchant, who valued profitability and didn't care if the couple parted ways,
went back to Furlong last month to traffic in tea.
After he left, I was here on the river with an empty boat,
Surrounded by only the cold water and the bright autumn moon,
It was a very cold day, and I was very happy to see you there.
Late at night, I suddenly dreamed of happy memories,
I couldn't help waking up from my dream and crying,
My powdered face was stained with tears.
I heard the lute song and sighed with sadness,
and then I heard these words and felt even more.
She and I are the same people who have been stranded at the end of the world,
Why should we have known each other before we met again today?
They are the same people who have been stranded at the end of the world.
I left Kyoto last year,
Repeatedly living in Xunyang City.
Xunyang is a desolate and remote place with no music,
and you can't hear the sound of strings and pipes for a whole year.
It was a low and wet place near a depression,
and the yellow reeds and bitter bamboos grew thickly by the side of the house.
What is heard in this place from day to day?
Only the cries of the azaleas and the mournful cries of the apes.
Whenever the spring river blossomed in the morning, the autumn moonlight night,
I tend to raise the wine to the good time and beautiful scenery alone to drink.
Isn't there a mountain song and a village flute?
The sound of the noise is really hard to hear.
Listening to your lute music tonight,
It's like hearing the music of an immortal, and my ears are suddenly clear and bright.
Please don't refuse to sit down and play again,
I'll write a song for you according to the tune, "Pipa Xing".
Moved by my words, she stood for a while,
and then retired to her seat, twisting the strings more tightly and playing more rapidly.
The tune that came out was so mournful and sad, unlike the previous strings,
that the people in the audience all wept as they listened to the music again, covering their sleeves.
Who in the audience shed the most tears?
This Jiangzhou Sima's green shirt is already soaked with tears.
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