Every string is a kind of meditation, and every note is a kind of deep thinking, as if she were telling us the pain of her life.
She frowned, bent her fingers, and then started her music, letting her heart share everything with us bit by bit.
After she brushed the string, twisted it slowly, swept the string, plucked the string and dressed up, it was Liu Yao.
Big strings hum like rain, and small strings whisper like secrets.
Humming, whispering-and then mixing together, like pouring large and small pearls into a plate of jade.
Guan Ying's words are slippery, but you can't flow under the ice of throat spring.
The ice spring is cold and astringent, and the strings condense, and the condensation will never stop.
The depth of sadness and the hiding of sadness are more told in silence than in voice.
A silver vase suddenly burst, pouring out a stream of water, jumping out of the conflict and blow between armored horses and weapons.
Before she put down the pick, her stroke was over, and all four strings made a sound, just like tearing silk.
The east ship was silent, and the west ship was silent. We saw the white autumn moon entering the river.
She thoughtfully put it on the plucked strings, stood up and smoothed her clothes, serious and polite.
Her first guitar note made me sigh. Now, after listening to her story, I feel even sadder.
We were all unhappy until the end of the day, when we met. We understand. What is the relationship between acquaintances? !
Although the tune was different from what she had played before, all the listeners covered their faces.
But which of them cried the most? ? This Jiujiang official. My blue sleeves are wet.
2. What poems describe beautiful women playing pipa? 1, Pipa Tour, Bai Juyi in Tang Dynasty.
Next autumn, seeing off guests in Songpukou and listening to those who play the pipa in the middle of the night will have the clank of iron in Kyoto.
One day in the autumn of the following year, I was seeing off guests at Songpukou, and at night I heard someone playing the lute on the boat. Listen to that sound, jingle bells, with the popular rhyme of Kyoto.
2,' Liangzhou Pavilion and Judges Night Collection' Cen Can in the Tang Dynasty.
The crescent moon climbed into Liangzhou city, city to city, and the sky was full of Liangzhou. There are 700,000 people around Liangzhou, and the conference semifinals here know how to play the pipa.
The curved moon climbed to the top of Liangzhou city, and the moon at the top of the city took off to shine on Liangzhou. There are 100,000 families in Qili, Fiona Fang, Liangzhou. Half the Hu people here can play the pipa.
Third, "Ancient Meaning" Tang Liqi
A young woman in Liaodong, 15 years old, can play the pipa, sing and dance. Today, with the music of Qiangdi playing, all the soldiers were moved to tears.
Liaodong young woman is fifteen years old. She plays the pipa very well and can sing and dance well. Today, I played a tune with Qiangdi, which moved all the soldiers to tears.
4,' He Xinlang Pipa Fu' Song Xin seven episodes.
It's cold and light outside the window, and tears are full of eyelashes. The affectionate pusher is still a hand, with a touch of "Liangzhou" sadness.
The beautiful woman is playing the piano slowly, expressing the depression in her heart. Her long beautiful eyelashes were wet with sad tears. She has superb skills and played the song Liangzhou to the sky.
5, "Linjiang Fairy, Balcony Lock after Dream" Song Yan.
I remember Xiaoping's first sight, and her focus was on the word se. Acacia is written on the string of pipa. At that time, the bright moon was there, and it was back to Caiyun in E5a48de588B632313335323635438+0343130323133336303832.
I remember seeing Xiaoping for the first time. She was wearing a sweater with two heavy words on it. Pipa playing committee pour out lovesickness. At that time, the bright moon was still there, and it once returned with her colorful figure.
3. Write a beautiful poem "Pipa". I see guests off on the Xunyang River. At night, maple leaves and mature rushes rustle in autumn.
I, the host, have dismounted, my guest has boarded his boat, and we raise our cups, hoping to drink-but, alas, there is no music. Although we drank a lot of wine, we were not happy. When we were leaving each other, the river mysteriously widened in the direction of the full moon.
We heard a sudden sound, a guitar crossed the water, the host forgot to go home and the guests left. We followed the melody, asked the player's name, and the voice was interrupted ... and then she reluctantly answered.
We moved the boat closer to hers, invited her to join us, and summoned more wine and lanterns to start our party again. However, before she came to us, we called a thousand times and urged her for a thousand times, but she still hid half of her face behind her guitar from us.
... she turned the tuning pin and tested several strings, and even before she played, we could feel her feelings. Every string is a kind of meditation, and every note is a kind of deep thinking, as if she were telling us the pain of her life.
She frowned and bent her fingers, then started her music and talked about endless things in your heart. Take your time, first the air in the rainbow skirt, then the six small ones.
Big strings hum like rain, and small strings whisper like secrets. Humming, whispering-and then mixing together, like pouring large and small pearls into a plate of jade.
Between Guan Ying's words, the bottom of the flower is slippery, and spring water flows along the beach. By checking its cold touch, the string seems to be broken, which makes us never stop.
The depth of sadness and the hiding of sadness are more told in silence than in voice. A silver vase suddenly burst, pouring out a stream of water, jumping out of the conflict and blow between armored horses and weapons.
Before she put down the pick, her stroke was over, and all four strings made a sound, just like tearing silk. The east ship was silent, and the west ship was silent. We saw the white autumn moon entering the river.
Put it on the strings thoughtfully, straighten clothes and gather customers. Tell us how she spent her girlhood in the capital and lived in her parents' house in Toad Hill.
She mastered the guitar at the age of thirteen, and her name ranked first in the list of musicians. Song often teaches excellent talents, and her beauty is the envy of all the leading dancers.
How did the aristocratic youths in Wuling compete generously? Countless red silks were given to a song. And the blood color of the skirt was stained by wine, China.
Season after season, joy followed, and neither the autumn moon nor the spring breeze attracted her attention. My brother joined the army and my aunt died. Night after night passed and her beauty disappeared.
There were fewer and fewer cars and horses in front of the door, and finally she married herself to a businessman. Who, first of all, stole money, accidentally left her and went to Fuliang to buy tea a month ago.
Go to Jiangkou to watch the boat in the air, and the moon sails around the boat in cold water. Sometimes in the middle of the night, she dreams of her victory and is awakened from her dream by her hot tears.
Her first guitar note made me sigh. Now, after listening to her story, I feel even sadder. We were all unhappy until the end of the day, when we met. We understand. What is the relationship between acquaintances? .
A year ago, I left the capital and came here. Now I am a sick Jiujiang exile. Jiujiang is so far away that I haven't heard music, neither strings nor bamboo sounds for a whole year.
I live in a small town near the river, which is low and humid. Huang Lu bitter bamboo is born around the house. What can you hear here in the morning and evening? The cuckoo's bleeding cry, the ape's sobbing.
I often pick up the wine and drink it alone in the morning of spring with flowers and the night of autumn with moonlight shining. Of course, there are folk songs and bagpipes in the village, which are hard to hear.
Tonight, when I heard you playing the guitar, I felt that my hearing was illuminated by wonderful music. Don't leave us. Come, sit down. Play it for us again. I will write a Long song about guitar. ..
... she was moved by my words, stood there for a while, and then sat down to play her strings-they sounded even sadder. Although the tune was different from what she had played before, all the listeners covered their faces.
But which of them cried the most? , this Jiujiang officer. My blue sleeves are wet.
4. Seek a good and talented poem describing pipa performance. Tang Du Fu's poem "Send Fan Twenty-three clothes to Hanzhong Judge" says: "The ice and snow are exquisite, and the thunder is elite.
A poem that plays the pipa
1.
Magnolia is a slow gift to pipa players
Author: Zhang Bochun Author: Yuan
Love when you are young will send you a secret love gracefully. In spring, all the birds' mouths are peaceful, the crowds are noisy in the dead of night, and the old phoenix is lonely. There are four strings, infinite, old music and new sounds. The natural rhythm of writing swept away * Zheng. The weather is warm and sunny. Listen to your ears. Want to close the cold, Xunyang moonlight, like drunk still awake. The porch window is quiet and I'd rather, but the song ends and people are scattered, embracing each other and being bright. Where are you meeting today? It's raining in Chuqing.
2.
Bodhisattva is beautiful
Author: Wei Zhuang Dynasty: Tang Dynasty
Don't be melancholy at night in the red chamber, with incense lamps and half a roll of tassels. When the waning moon goes out, beauty says goodbye to tears. Jin, a pipa player, plays oriole on the strings. Advise me to go home early, the green window is like a flower.
3.
Wang Changling
The new sound of pipa dance is always the old love. I can't listen to endless worries, and the high autumn moon shines on the Great Wall.
5. Poems related to pipa 1 Prompt immediately if you want to drink pipa-Tang Wanghan's Liangzhou Ci
2. The voice was interrupted ... and then she answered reluctantly-Don Bai Juyi's Pipa Trip.
3. We still have a half face hidden behind the guitar-Tang Baijuyi's Pipa Trip
4. He mastered the guitar at the age of thirteen —— Pipa Trip by Tang Juyi.
Her first guitar note made me sigh —— Don Bai Juyi's Pipa Trip
6. Tonight, when I heard you playing your guitar, Don Bai Juyi's Pipa Trip.
I will write a Long song about guitar. -Don Bai Juyi's Pipa Trip
8. And play savage pipa, guitar and harp for him —— Song of Snow by Don Cen Can and Return to the Road by Tian Shuji Wu.
9. Pipa Gold-Zhuang's "One Night in the Red Chamber"
10, stop to listen to pipa-Song Sushi's mulberry picking, sentimental is still seriously ill.
1 1, Biography and Self-knowledge of Pipa —— Wang Song An Shi's Fermin Song
12, Xiao Bei began to play the pipa-Wang Song Anshi's "Qing Ping Le Can't Stay in Spring"
13, on the pipa string, I say I miss you-Song Yan Dao Ji's "The Tower of Hou Meng in Linjiang County is Locked Up"
14, Xiao Qiong leisurely playing pipa-Qingpingle Hua Qian Baicao Song Yan Dao Ji.
15, the words on the pipa string have no basis-Song Yan Dao Ji's "Jade Tower Spring"
16, Pondering over the Pipa-Song Ouyang Xiu's "Spring on the Jade Tower"
17, Xiao Bei began to play the pipa-Wang Song Anshi's "Qing Ping Le Can't Stay in Spring"
18, Talking about Acacia on the Pipa String-Song Yan Dao Ji's Linjiang Fairy, Dreams Behind the Tower
19, Xiao Qiong leisurely playing pipa-Qingpingle Hua Qian Baicao Song Yan Dao Ji.
20. There is no evidence for the words on the pipa string-Song Yan Dao Ji's "Yulouchun"
6. This poem describes the pipa girl in the pipa. However, after we called her a thousand times and urged her for a thousand times, she began to walk towards us, still hiding half of her face behind her guitar from us.
By writing about the misfortunes of Pipa girl's life, combined with the poet's own blow on her official career, she sang the voice of "We are both unhappy-we meet each other forever". We understand. What is the relationship between acquaintances? ”。 Social unrest, the indifference of the world, sympathy for the fate of the unfortunate, and feelings of frustration are all poured into the poem.
Its artistic success also lies in the use of beautiful and distinctive language with musical sense, and the use of visual images to express the feelings gained by hearing; The natural scenery and parting of the bleak autumn wind make the work more touching. In this poem, the poet made great efforts to shape the image of the pipa girl, profoundly reflecting the tragic fate of musicians and artists who were insulted and damaged in feudal society, and expressing the feeling that "neither of us is happy-we will grow old forever".
At the beginning of the poem, I wrote "seeing guests off in autumn night", "suddenly smelling" and "playing the pipa", so I asked for a voice "secretly asking" and "moving the boat" and invited to meet each other. After a long time, the singer came out with his mask half open. This kind of echo and tortuous description laid the foundation stone for the theme of "doomsday reduction"
Then through the description of the music played by the pipa girl, the inner world of the pipa girl is revealed. First of all, there is love in the unfinished music, and then there are strings, sounds and readings, which show the ups and downs of the pipa girl.
Then, she went on to write about the life of the pipa girl: her skills taught her to be "talented and obedient", her appearance was "the beauty envied by all major dancers", the teenagers in Kyoto were "tied with their heads" and "a song gave countless red silks". However, the description of time, such as resentment, longing and crying, and her "singing every night, beauty withers", finally had to "marry a businessman's wife"
These songs complement each other and complete the shaping of the image of pipa girl. Finally, the poet's emotional wave was inspired by the fate of the pipa girl, and he sighed: "We are all unhappy-we meet forever. We understand. What is the relationship between acquaintances? " Expressed the feelings of being in the same boat and helping each other in the same boat.
Poetry is lively, step by step, dotted everywhere. They are all endless themes.
Like a surging river, it is undulating and enduring. Repeatedly chanting, swinging people's minds, infinite feelings.
The language is forceful and vivid. Like a shower, like a whisper, concrete burst its banks, the sound of swords and guns, pearls falling on a jade plate and singing at the bottom of flowers.
These sound like it, as if they were in the air. The whole poem Pipa Xing is divided into four paragraphs, ranging from "seeing off guests at night in Xunyang River" to "hiding half a face after playing the piano". The first paragraph is about the appearance of a pipa girl.
Among them, the first six sentences tell the time, which is a night of maple leaf red, yellow flower yellow and autumn wind rustling; Tell the location, it is Xunyang Jiangtou. Xunyang is today's Jiujiang city; Xunyang Jiangtou is also called Songpukou in the preface above.
Explained the background, it was the poet who sent his friend goodbye. Parting itself is unpleasant, and there are no more singers and waitresses before the banquet, which is of course more lonely.
The syntax of the sentence "I, the master, have dismounted, and my guest has boarded his boat" is a bit strange. In fact, it means that the master and the guest rode to the river together and dismounted to the boat together. Although we drank a lot of wine, we were not happy. We were leaving each other when the river mysteriously widened towards the full moon.
The scenery and atmosphere here are well described, giving people a feeling of emptiness, loneliness and dismay, which blends with the depression and sadness of the host and guests to form a strong sense of oppression, preparing for the sudden turn of events below. Among them, the last eight sentences are written in the front: "We suddenly heard a voice, a guitar crossed the water, the owner forgot to go home, and the guest had to go his way."
The sound floated from the water, from the ship. This voice immediately caught the attention of the host and guests. They don't want to leave or go back. They must explore the truth of this wonderful sound. "Where do we follow the melody and ask the player's name? The voice was interrupted ... and then she reluctantly answered.
We moved the boat closer to hers, invited her to join us, and summoned more wine and lanterns to start our party again. However, before she came to us, we called a thousand times and urged her for a thousand times, but she still hid half of her face behind her guitar from us. "
The description here is very detailed. Because it is night, and because they only hear one kind of sound, they don't know where the sound comes from or who the performer is, so the word "seeking the sound and asking the secret" here is very vivid.
Then "pipa stops" means that the player heard the call of the holder; "I want to talk late" is consistent with the following "However, before she started coming to us, we made a thousand phone calls and urged her for a thousand times, and still hid half of her face behind her guitar from us", which shows that the performer is depressed and ashamed of the degradation of her life experience, and she is no longer willing to show her face. The description of this pipa girl's appearance is vivid and touching. She didn't see the pipa before she heard it, and her inner pain was slightly revealed before she heard it, which caused many suspense for the development of the next story.
Twenty-two sentences are from "... she turned the string shaft and tried to play a few strings. The second paragraph is" We saw the white autumn moon enter the middle of the river ",which describes the superb acting skills of the pipa girl. Among them, "... she turned the tuning shaft and tested several strings" is to write a tuning audition before the official performance; Then "the strings are suppressed" and the sadness of the tune is written; "She frowned, bent her fingers, and then started her music", written in slow andante.
Gathering, twisting, rubbing and picking are all ways to play the pipa. Nishang: namely "colorful feather" is a dance name in the court of Tang Dynasty.
Liuyao: a popular dance name at that time. Fourteen sentences, from "the big strings are ringing like rain" to "the four strings are ringing like silk reeling", describe the musical image of pipa music, from fast to slow, to fine, to quiet, to sudden storms, and then to the final blow, which comes to an abrupt end. The poet used a series of vivid metaphors here, which made the more abstract musical image suddenly become a visual image.
There are big beads and small beads falling from the jade plate, Guan Ying's words flowing in the flowers, thin lines under the water ice, and the "silence is better than sound" is gone, and the sudden fracture of the silver bottle and the iron horse makes the listener feel sad, relieved, relaxed and afraid. "Dong Fang was silent, and we saw the white autumn moon enter the heart of the river."
These two sentences are about the performance effect of pipa girl. Everyone was fascinated, the performance was over, and the listeners were still immersed in the realm of music. There was silence all around, except for a bright moon reflected in the water.
The third paragraph consists of twenty-four sentences, from "putting the string thoughtfully on the string" to "being awakened from my dream by her hot tears", which is about the life story of the pipa girl. She was once a smash hit in her early years, and then she got older and declined. Hesitate: To hesitate or hesitate.
Convergence: refers to putting away the emotions when playing ball and solemnly respecting others again.
7. Poem 1 Describing the pipa, we once heard a sudden sound, a guitar crossed the water, the owner forgot to go home, and the guests had to go his way. -Don Bai Juyi's Pipa Trip
Suddenly I heard the sound of pipa from the river; I forgot to return, and the guests didn't want to leave.
2. Who is it? Find a piece of wood, three feet of spring ice and five notes. One shot will definitely break the real pearl sac, and the gold plate will burst intermittently. -Tang Niushu Pipa Tour
I wonder who cut this pipa with a knife. As little as three feet of spring ice, there are five tones. When Dan bounced, it seemed that the real pearl bag was torn open, and the real pearl burst into the gold plate, making an intermittent round sound.
3, the window is cold, light and slow, and tears are full of eyelashes. -Song Xin Qiqi's "He Xinlang Fu Pipa"
The beautiful woman is playing the piano slowly, expressing the depression in her heart. Her sad tears wet her beautiful long eyelashes.
4. Xiaolian put on the pipa string first and broke the sky. -stone "confessions, pipa girl"
Xiaolian has just tuned the pipa, and her voice is crisp and loud, as if to break through the sky.
5, wine luminous cup, want to drink pipa immediately. -Tang William Wang's two Liangzhou poems, the first part.
The sweet wine at the banquet was packed in a luminous glass, and when it was about to be drunk, the pipa sounded as if urging people to go out.
6. Pipa dance brings new sounds and always closes old feelings. -Don Wang Changling's Seven Songs of Military Service
During the military dance, the accompanying pipa played a new sound. No matter how it is decorated, whenever I hear Guan Shanyue's tunes, it will always arouse the homesickness of border guards and soldiers.