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"Song of Everlasting Regret"

Author: Bai Juyi

The Emperor of the Han Dynasty was obsessed with beauty and wanted to overwhelm the country, and he could not get it for many years.

There is a daughter in the Yang family who has just grown up. She is raised in a boudoir and no one knows her.

It’s hard to give up on natural beauty. Once you choose it, you will be on the side of the king.

Looking back, you can smile and be charming, the pink and white in the Sixth Palace are colorless.

In the cold spring, you can bathe in Huaqing Pool, and the hot spring water will wash away the fat.

The waiter lifts up the weakling, which is the beginning of new grace.

The flowers on the temples are swaying with golden steps, and the hibiscus tent warms the spring night.

The spring night is short and the sun is rising, and the king will not go to court early from now on.

There is no leisure for Cheng Huan to serve banquets, and he spends all his time traveling from spring to night.

There are three thousand beauties in the harem, and three thousand people love them all.

The golden house is made up to serve as a charming servant at night, and the jade house is drunk and spring after the banquet.

Sisters and brothers are all in the earth, and they are poor and glorious.

This makes the hearts of parents all over the world not to be reborn as boys but to be reborn as girls.

The blue clouds enter from the heights of Li Palace, and the wind of fairy music can be heard everywhere.

Slow singing, dancing and dancing on silk and bamboo, the king is not satisfied with it all day long.

The sound of Yuyang's flying rhinoceros stirred the earth, shocking the song of colorful clothes and feathers.

Smoke and dust arose from the Jiuchong City Tower, and thousands of horses rode southwestward.

The green flowers wavered and stopped, more than a hundred miles west of the capital.

The Sixth Army had no choice but to turn around and die in front of the horse.

There is no one to collect the flowers and flowers on the ground, and the green buds and jade are scratching their heads.

The king hid his face and could not be saved. Looking back, blood and tears flowed.

The yellow leaves are scattered in the wind, and the clouds linger in the sword pavilion.

There are few people walking at the foot of Mount Emei, and the flags are dull and the sun is thin.

The Shujiang River is green and the Shushan Mountains are green, and the Holy Lord is in love with him day and night.

Seeing the moon in the palace looks sad, and hearing the sound of broken bells in the rain at night.

The sky spins and the earth spins back to Long Yu, and he hesitates and cannot go.

In the soil at the foot of Mawei slope, there is no place where Yuyan died.

The emperor and his ministers looked after each other with all their clothes, and looked eastward to the capital to return home.

After returning, the ponds and gardens are all still the same, with lotuses and willows blooming in Taiye.

The hibiscus is like a face and willows are like eyebrows, how can I not shed tears about this.

The peach and plum blossoms bloom in the spring breeze, and the sycamore leaves fall in the autumn rain.

There are many autumn grasses in the south of the West Palace, and the fallen leaves are full of red leaves that are not swept away.

The disciples in Liyuan have new white hair, and the prisoner Qing'e in Jiaofang is old.

The fireflies in the evening palace are quietly thinking, and the solitary lamp has been exhausted before they fall asleep.

At the beginning of the long night, the stars are about to dawn.

The mandarin duck tiles are heavy with frost, and the emerald quilt is cold.

After so many years of separation between life and death, my soul never came to sleep.

Linqiong Taoist priest Hongdu Ke can touch the soul with his sincerity.

To appreciate the king’s thoughts, he taught the alchemists to search diligently.

The emptied air rushes like lightning, ascending to the sky and entering the earth to seek for everything.

The poor blue sky above and the yellow spring below, both places are nowhere to be seen.

Suddenly I heard that there was a fairy mountain on the sea, and the mountain was in the void.

The exquisite pavilion has five clouds rising, and there are many fairies in it.

There is a character in the book who is too real, with a snow-skinned and colorful appearance.

Knock on the jade in the west chamber of the Golden Palace, and turn to the small jade to get a double success.

Hearing that the Emperor of Han Dynasty envoys, the dream soul in Jiuhua tent was frightened.

Wandering around while holding clothes and pushing pillows, the bead foil silver screen meanders open.

I went to bed with my temples half fresh, and came out of the hall with my corolla untidy.

The wind blows and the fairy mantle is fluttering, just like the dancing of colorful clothes and feathers.

The jade face is lonely and full of tears, and a branch of pear blossom brings rain in spring.

Looking at the king with affection, his voice and appearance are vague.

Love is overwhelming in Zhaoyang Palace, and the sun and moon grow long in Penglai Palace.

Looking back and looking down at the world, I can see the dust and mist in Chang'an.

I will send my old things to express my deep affection, and send my hairpin to the future.

Leave one strand of the hairpin and combine it into a fan; break the hairpin into gold and combine it into two pieces.

But the heart of teaching is as strong as gold, and we will meet in heaven and on earth.

I sent my farewell message again with sincerity, in which I vowed to know each other.

On July 7th, in the Palace of Eternal Life, no one was whispering in the middle of the night.

I would like to be a winged bird in the sky, and a twig on the ground.

The eternity of heaven and earth will eventually come to an end, and this hatred will last forever.

Notes:

1. Emperor Han: refers to Emperor Ming of the Tang Dynasty.

2. Yuyu: Governing the world.

3. Sister sentence: After Yang Guifei was favored, her three sisters were all given the title of madam.

4. Yuyang Jigu: refers to An Lushan’s rebellion in Yuyang.

5. Thin: close, close.

6. Trust: let it go.

7. Blue Fall: Taoism calls the sky Blue Fall.

8. Jade: door latch.

9. Winding and open: open all the way.

10. Langgan: vertical and horizontal.

Rhyme Translation:

The Emperor Ming of the Tang Dynasty was lustful and wanted to find a perfect beauty day and night;

After ruling the country for many years, he could not find anyone he liked.

Yang Xuanying had a daughter who had just grown up and was very beautiful;

She was raised in a boudoir, and outsiders did not know that she was extremely beautiful.

It is difficult to abandon the natural beauty for a long time;

One day, she will be chosen to be the emperor's concubine.

When she looked back and smiled, she was full of charm and charm;

The six concubines were all overshadowed.

It was cold in spring, so the emperor sent her to take a bath in Huaqing Pool;

The hot springs were moist, washing her body like gelatin.

The maid supported her like a soft hibiscus emerging from the water;

When she was first moistened by the emperor's grace, she was so delicate and delicate.

The hair on the temples is like clouds, the face is like flowers, and the head is wearing a golden walking stick;

In the hibiscus tent, I spent a warm spring night with the emperor.

The love is deep and the spring night is too short, so I sleep until the sun rises;

The king loves his children so much that he never goes to court early again.

I accept your pleasure, serve you and drink with me, and accompany you all day long;

Spring comes from spring outing, and you stay at night, both inseparable.

There are three thousand concubines in the harem, all of whom are as beautiful as goddesses;

Three thousand beauties cannot be tempted, but the emperor only favors her.

In the golden house, Gillian is dressed in makeup, and she stays with her every night;

After a hearty banquet in the Jade Tower, drunkenness accompanies the heart of spring.

Sisters are granted the title of madam, and brothers are granted the title of minister, and receive awards;

The Yang family has a glorious life, which is enviable and desirable.

This has made parents all over the world change their wishes;

Everyone despises having a boy and only wants to have a little daughter.

In the Huaqing Palace at the northern foot of Lishan Mountain, the Yuyu Qiong Tower towers into the clouds;

Wherever the breeze passes, fairy music floats and can be heard in all directions.

The songs and slow dances are often in time, and the orchestral melodies are all vivid;

The king watches all day long, and his desire is endless.

Suddenly the war drums of Yuyang rang, shaking the earth and shaking the palace;

The dancing singers were frightened and stopped playing the song of colorful clothes and feathers.

Nine-layered city towers and palace gates, beacon fires filled the sky with smoke and dust;

Thousands of troops and horses protected the king, and fled straight to the southwest.

The Cuihua dragon flag waved all the way, and the team walked and stopped;

Going west for a hundred miles from the capital, they arrived at the post station Maweiting.

The Longwu Army and the Yulin Army, the Sixth Army had no choice but to leave;

The lingering and aggrieved beauty finally died in front of the horse.

The ornaments on the imperial concubine’s head are scattered all over the ground and no one cares about them;

The emerald green gorse scratches her head, one by one with precious headdresses.

The king's love could not save her, so she covered her face and cried in tears;

Looking back at this tragic situation, tears and blood flowed down her cheeks.

The autumn wind blows away the fallen leaves, and the loess dust has disappeared;

After winding through the plank road, the team climbed onto the Sword Gate.

The road under Mount Emei is dangerous and narrow, and the road to Shu is difficult and rarely traveled;

The flags are dim and dull, and the sun is pale and almost dusk.

The water of the long and long Shu River is turquoise, and the towering Shu Mountain is green;

The Holy Lord misses the noble concubine sadly, and misses his old love day and night.

Seeing the moonlight in the palace always makes me sad and full of sorrow and resentment;

When I hear the sound of bells in the night rain, I compose the sad song Yulinling.

After the chaos of war and chaos, the king set off and drove back to the capital;

The chariot hesitated when he arrived at Mawei, unable to bear to leave the heartbroken man.

At the foot of the lush Mawei hillside, in the desolate loess tombs,

The beautiful face is no longer seen, and only her grave is on the ground.

The king looks at the ministers, and the ministers look at the king. They all look at each other with tears on their clothes;

Looking east to the capital, my heart is sad, and I let the horses gallop back.

When I returned to Chang'an and entered the palace, I saw that the lotus pond and garden were still the same;

There were hibiscus flowers on Taiye Pond and weeping willows in Weiyang Palace.

The hibiscus is like her face, and the willow leaves are like her eyebrows;

How can you look at things without thinking about people, and your eyes will inevitably droop when you touch the scenery.

The spring breeze blows open the peach and plum blossoms, and it is extremely sad that things are different and people are different;

The autumn rain drops on the sycamore leaves, making the scene even more lonely and miserable.

The Xingqing Palace and the Ganlu Palace are desolate and full of autumn grass;

The steps inside the palace are covered with fallen leaves and no one has been sweeping them for a long time.

At that time, all the disciples in the Liyuan had white hair;

The female officials in the concubine's palace were all old and beautiful.

Fireflies are flying in the hall at night, my thoughts are depressed and my heart is confused;

I can’t sleep with thoughts all night long, and I have picked up all the lonely rushes.

Counting the sounds of bells and drums carefully, the more I count, the longer I feel the night becomes;

Looking at the distant stars and the sky, until the dawn shines in the east.

The cold mandarin duck tiles are covered with several layers of frost;

Who is going to use the cold jade quilt with the emperor?

One year has passed since life and death were far apart;

Where is the beauty’s soul, why has she never come to dream?

There is a famous Taoist priest from Sichuan who is visiting Chang'an;

He can use pious Taoism to attract the soul of a noble concubine.

It is very sad to miss him, which makes people sympathize with the king;

Let the alchemists work hard and search for him diligently.

Riding the clouds into the sky, moving straight and forward like lightning;

Ascending to the sky and entering the earth to seek, searching all over heaven and earth.

I searched all over the blue sky, searched all over the underworld;

The sky was vast and the earth was green, but I couldn’t find it anywhere.

Suddenly I heard that there is Penglai Mountain, a fairy mountain in the East China Sea;

The fairy mountain stands in the clouds, and the clouds come and go, and the mist disappears.

The exquisitely carved pavilions and pavilions are supported by colorful auspicious clouds;

There are countless gods and goddesses, all of them graceful and colorful.

Among the thousands of beautiful fairies, there is one named Taizhen;

Her skin is like snow and she looks like a flower, as if she is the person she is looking for.

The alchemist was in the west wing of the Golden Palace, knocking on the white jade door;

He asked his maid Xiaoyu to call Shuangcheng to report.

Suddenly I heard a report saying: The emperor of the Tang Dynasty came as a messenger;

The Taizhen Immortal in Jiuhua tent was shocked in his sleep.

Pushing away the sleeping pillow and grabbing my coat, I got up in a hurry and wandered around;

The pearls, gold and silver screens were opened all the way.

Wu Qi’s hair and beard were half tilted, and it seemed that he had just woken up;

He hurried down to the hall regardless of the uneven flower crown.

The breeze blows and flutters the sleeves, and the steps are light and fluttering;

It seems like dancing in colorful clothes and feathers in the palace.

On the lonely and sad face, tears are scattered everywhere;

It is like a branch of pear blossoms after the new rain in spring.

Looking lovingly at the emperor's envoy, asking him to express his deep gratitude to the king:

After a long farewell on Mawei slope, the news and appearance were unclear.

The love in Zhaoyang Palace has been severed over the years;

The time spent in Penglai Palace is like a fairyland that lasts forever.

Looking back and looking down, the world is covered with billowing yellow dust;

I can only see layers of dust and mist, but Kyoto and Chang'an cannot be seen.

Only by sending me a token of love can I express my deep affection;

Sending you a golden hairpin in a mother-of-pearl box may be able to comfort the king;

The golden hairpin I will keep half of it, and one of the mother-of-pearl pieces;

Break gold hairpins to divide the mother-of-pearl boxes, and each person will keep half of them.

I hope our two hearts are as strong as hairpins;

No matter in heaven or on earth, we will meet each other one day;

Farewell to the diligent alchemist , send a message to the king’s expression.

There was an oath in the message, and only they knew it in their hearts.

On the night of July 7th of that year, we met in the Palace of Eternal Life;

In the middle of the night, no one whispered to each other, and we both made an oath to heaven:

In heaven, we We are willing to be like pheasants flying together;

On the earth, we are willing to never separate the branches.

Even if it lasts forever, there will always be an end;

Only this hatred of life and death will never end.

Commentary: This poem is the author's famous poem, written in the first year of Yuanhe (806). The whole poem vividly describes the love tragedy between Emperor Xuanzong of Tang Dynasty and Concubine Yang Gui. The poet used historical figures and legends to create a moving and moving story, and through the

created artistic image, he reproduced the reality of real life and infected readers for thousands of years. The theme of the poem is "Eternal Regret". The first part begins with "The Emperor of the Han Dynasty focused on sex and wanted to conquer the country", describing how Xuanzong was lustful and lustful before the Anshi Rebellion.

He finally got the Yang family. And because Yang was favored, his chickens and dogs ascended to heaven. He also repeatedly exaggerated Xuanzong's indulgence in lust, indulgence in wine and sex, and neglect of government affairs, which led to the Anshi Rebellion in which "Yu Yangji incited the emperor to come". This is the basis of tragedy and the internal cause of "everlasting regret". The second part is "What can we do if the six armies don't attack", which describes in detail Xuanzong's hasty flight after the Anshi Rebellion

Xishu, which caused the "six armies" to station in the horse and demand the removal of the noble concubine "Wan Zhuan'emei" who was causing harm to the country and the people. "Death in front of the horse" is the formation of tragedy

. This is the key plot of the story. After Yang passed away, Xuanzong felt lonely, sad and full of lovesickness. The poem depicts Xuanzong's "eternal hatred" in a sour and touching tone, which is heartbreaking and makes people cry. The third part begins with "Linqiong Taoist Hongdu Guest", which tells that Xuanzong found Yang's trace in the illusory Penglai Fairy Mountain with the help of Taoist priests.

In the fairy scene, Yang's appearance of "pear blossoms in the rain" was reproduced, and he sent a message with affection and support

to reiterate his previous vows and express his willingness to be a "bird with wings" and "linked branches". The theme of "Eternal Regret" is further exaggerated. The ending further deepens the theme with "Heaven and earth will eventually end, and this hatred will last forever" and increase the weight of "eternal hatred". The whole poem is full of lingering emotions, and the book's hatred is endless. The writing is sad and moving, the tone is melodious, and it is a famous piece through the ages.

Read it often and keep it new.

It made Ding Yi and Fang Chao think in the article "Everlasting Sorrow (Song of Everlasting Regret) Evaluation" that this poem is a work by Bai Juyi to express his own feelings by chanting historical characters. The article said that when the poet was young, he fell in love with Xiang Ling, a girl from an ordinary family. However, due to the obstacles of family status and fashion, he could not formally get married. When they broke up, the poet wrote a sad poem: "I can't cry, I can't say goodbye; I can't speak, I miss you secretly; no one knows other than the two hearts... There is no later time for each other to be willing to each other." The article pointed out that

Song of Everlasting Sorrow was composed a few months before the author's marriage. The poet was suffering from the loss of the possibility of meeting Xiang Ling. For this reason,

Ding and Fang believe that "Song of Everlasting Sorrow" is not a record and evaluation of history. "In the sky, I would like to be a winged bird, and on earth

I would like to be a twig. The heaven and earth will eventually end, and this hatred will last forever." This is exactly what the poet expressed through the tragedy of the previous emperor's concubine

< p>Express your pain and deep feelings. From the perspective of "poetry expresses ambition" and "poetry conveys emotion", Ding and Fang's views are not unreasonable. But in terms of the

historical reality and social significance reflected in the work as well as its influence over thousands of years, it cannot but be said that it is a record of history and an evaluation of historical events

. As for Bai's own experience of love tragedy, it undoubtedly contributed to his understanding and analysis of Li Yang's love tragedy, which made his poems delicate in texture, sincere in emotion, and endowed with infinite artistic charm.