Bai Juyi's Pipa Tour in Tang Dynasty: 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. My residence is near the town by the river, low and humid, and the house is surrounded by bitter reeds and yellow rushes.
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 spring morning with flowers and the autumn night with moonlight shining. Of course, there are folk songs and bagpipes in the village, but they are rough and harsh, and they are harsh in my ears. 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. Translate the travel notes of pipa for you.
I shook my head and sighed when I heard the pipa, and it was even more embarrassing to hear her speak. They are also poor people who are reduced to the end of the world. Why do you ask if you have met when you meet today? I have been ill since I left the prosperous capital Chang 'an last year and was demoted to live by Xunyang River. Xunyang is a desolate and remote place. There is no music, and you can't hear the orchestra all the year round.
Living near Ganjiang River, low-lying and humid, around the yard, try to plant some Huang Wei and bitter bamboo. What can you hear here sooner or later? Full of sad cries of cuckoo apes. The riverside flowers are as beautiful as a moonlit night in Qiu Jiang, so there is no alternative but to drink wine alone. Are there no folk songs and village flutes here? It's just hoarse and harsh.
Listening to the music you play with the pipa tonight is like listening to the fairy sound in the sky, and my ears suddenly become open. Please don't refuse to sit down and play another song. I want to write a new poem "Pipa" for you.
Poetry appreciation:
From "her first guitar note made me sigh" to "this Jiujiang official" at last. My blue sleeves are wet ",sentence 26 is the fourth paragraph, in which the poet expresses his life experience and sympathy for the pipa girl. Haw: Sigh.
"We are not happy-until the end of the day, we met. We understand. What is the relationship between acquaintances? "The strong feelings of the second language, the tears of the lost through the ages, also triggered an opportunity of love at first sight for the lost through the ages. From "I came, a year ago, away from the capital", the following twelve sentences describe the poet's loneliness since he was relegated to Jiujiang.
He said: "Jiujiang is so far away that I can't hear music, strings or bamboo for a whole year." My residence is near the town by the river, low and humid, and the house is surrounded by bitter reeds and yellow rushes. 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 spring morning with flowers and the autumn night with moonlight shining. Of course, there are folk songs and bagpipes in the village, but they are rough and harsh and harsh in my ears. " Desolate terrain, harsh environment, sad eyes, nothing to be happy about.