In the first year of Yuanhe in Tang Xianzong, Bai Juyi was appointed as _ _ county commandant. One day, my friends Chen Hong and Wang Zhifu and I visited Xianyou Temple near Ant, and talked about Li Longji and Yang Guifei. Wang Zhifu believes that something as outstanding as this will disappear with the passage of time if it is not polished.
He encouraged Bai Juyi: "Lotte is deeper than poetry and deeper than love. How about trying to make a song? " So Bai Juyi wrote this long poem. Because the last two sentences of the long poem are "the earth lasts forever, and the sky lasts forever;" One day, both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever. "They called this poem" The Song of Eternal Sorrow ". At the same time, Chen Hong wrote a legendary novel "Song of Eternal Sorrow".
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Song of Eternal Sorrow is a famous masterpiece in Bai Juyi's poems. Written in the first year of Yuanhe, the poet served as the county magistrate in _ _ county. He visited Xianyou Temple with his friends Chen Hong and Wang Zhifu, and wrote this poem because of the story of Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty and Yang Guifei.
In this narrative poem, the author describes the love tragedy of Xuanzong and Yang Guifei in the Anshi Rebellion with refined language, beautiful images, narration and lyricism: their love was destroyed by their own rebellion, and they were endlessly eating the bitter fruit of this spirit.
Tang Xuanzong and Yang Guifei are both historical figures. Poets do not stick to history, but rely on a little shadow of history. According to the legend of the people at that time, the singing of the neighborhood has degenerated into a tortuous and touching story, which is described and sung in a reciprocating and touching art form. Because the stories and characters in the poem are artistic, and they are the complex and true reappearance of people in reality, they can ripple in the hearts of readers in past dynasties.
The song of everlasting regret is the song of everlasting regret, which is the theme of the poem, the focus of the story and a touching seed buried in the poem. As for what you hate, why do you hate it for a long time? The poet does not tell and express directly, but shows it to readers layer by layer through his poetic stories, so that people can guess, remember and feel for themselves.
The first sentence at the beginning of the poem: "The emperor of China longed for the beauty that might shake an empire" seems very common, as if the story should be written from here without the author's attention. In fact, these seven words are extremely rich, which is the whole program, which not only reveals the tragic factors of the story, but also evokes and directs the whole poem. Then, in extremely frugal language, the poet described how Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty emphasized color and sought color before the Anshi Rebellion, and finally got Yang Guifei, who said, "As long as she turns her head and smiles, there will be a hundred spells, and the makeup of the sixth palace will go up in smoke."
It describes the beauty and charm of Yang Guifei. After entering the palace, he was favored by color. She not only "inherited her kindness", but also "listed all her sisters and brothers in the soil". Repeatedly rendering how Tang Xuanzong indulged in debauchery after winning the imperial concubine, how to have fun, and how to indulge in singing, dancing and drinking in the palace all day. All this led to the Anshi Rebellion: "Until the drums of war exploded from Yuyang, shaking the earth and breaking the tune of rainbow skirts and feather clothes". This part describes the internal cause of "long hatred", which is the basis of the tragic story.
Through the realistic description of this court life, the poet ironically introduced the hero and heroine of the story: an emperor who valued the country and despised the people, and a charming and pampered concubine. This also vividly implies that the misunderstanding of Tang Xuanzong is the root of this tragedy.
Bai Juyi, a native of Xinzheng, Henan Province, was born in Taiyuan, and his great-grandfather moved to Xiaxia when he was born. He was a great realistic poet in the Tang Dynasty and one of the three great poets in the Tang Dynasty. Bai Juyi and Yuan Zhen * * * advocated the new Yuefu movement, and together with Liu Yuxi, they called the world "Bai Yuan" and "Bai Liu".
Bai Juyi's poems have a wide range of themes, diverse forms and simple and popular language, and are known as "the poet's magic" and "the king of poets". Official to Hanlin bachelor, Zuo Zanshan doctor. In 846 AD, Bai Juyi died in Luoyang and was buried in Xiangshan. Up to now, there are Bai's "Changqing Collection", and the representative works include Song of Eternal Sorrow, Charcoal Man, Pipa Travel and so on.
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Baidu encyclopedia-everlasting regret
The original text of Song of Eternal Sorrow
The original poem of Li Bai's Song of Eternal Sorrow is as follows:
Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow
The emperor of China, eager to shake the beauty of an empire, has been in office for many years, searching and never finding it.
Until a child of the Yang family grew up in the inner room, almost before she grew up, and no one knew her.
However, due to the gift of heaven and no concealment, it was finally elected royal one day.
If she just turned her head and smiled, there were a hundred spells, and the powder and paint of six palaces disappeared without a trace.
It was early spring. They let her bathe in a pure pool to warm and smooth her creamy skin.
Because she was tired, a maid lifted her up, when the emperor noticed her for the first time and chose her as his bride.
On the night of spring, the warm hibiscus curtains covered her fluttering hair, petals on her cheeks and golden ripples on her head.
The golden house is dressed up to serve the night. When the table in the jade tower is cleaned, she will wander around and drink wine slowly.
Sisters and brothers are in this country because she illuminates and glorifies her family.
When a girl is born instead of a boy, she brings happiness to every father and mother in the empire.
... high rose plum palace, into the blue clouds, and the wide breeze carries magical notes.
Soft songs and slow dances, strings and bamboo music, the emperor's eyes will never stare at her.
People were moved by the emperor's constant meditation, and they begged the Taoist priest to see if he could find her.
He opened a path in space, like lightning, cut through the sky, up and down, looking for it everywhere.
Above, he looked for the green void, below, the yellow spring, but he didn't find the one he was looking for in two places.
Then he heard a story about a magical island at sea, which is part of the invisible world.
There are pavilions in the five-color sky, and exquisite immortals walk back and forth.
And one of them, they call it forever true, has a face like her snow and flowers.
The wind blew the fairy's skirt, as if she were dancing in a rainbow skirt and feather clothes.
Tears rolled down her sad and pale face, just like the spring rain on pear flowers.
But when she asked him to thank her monarch, her eyes shone with love. Since they separated, her form and voice were unfamiliar to her.
Because happiness ends in the courtyard of the sun, the moon and dawn become long in the palace of Xianshan.
She sent him a message through his messenger, reminding him that only the hearts of the two of them knew the oath.
On the seventh day of July, in the Palace of Eternal Life, we secretly told each other in the quiet midnight world.
We hope to fly in heaven, two birds become one and grow on the earth, two branches of a tree. ..
The earth endures, and the sky endures; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever.
Translation:
Tang loves women and has been looking for beautiful women. He has ruled this country for many years, and he can't find a satisfactory one.
The Yang family has a daughter who has just grown up and is kept in a boudoir. Outsiders don't know that she is absolutely beautiful.
Natural beauty made it difficult for her to be buried in the world, and soon she became a concubine around Tang.
Looking back, she smiled so charming that all the other concubines in the palace were eclipsed.
In the cold spring, the emperor bathed her in Huaqing Pool, and the warm spring water washed her white and moist skin.
The Golden Temple dresses up, coquetry leaves the king every night, and the Jade Building drinks and feasts, adding a bit of charm.
Brothers and sisters are all proud of her, and Yang's brilliance is enviable and yearning.
Therefore, parents all over the world have changed their ideas and become more concerned about giving birth to girls than boys.
In the Huaqing Palace in Mount Li, the Jade Qionglou towers into the sky, and the cool breeze of Yue Xian floats in all directions.
The body-guard stopped, demanding the execution of Yang Guifei, and had to kill Yang Yuhuan at the foot of Mawei Slope.
The ornaments on the head of the imperial concubine were discarded on the ground, and precious headdresses such as broom, hairpin and Hosta were one by one.
The emperor couldn't hide his face and cried when he tried to save him. Looking back, I saw the scene of the tragic death of the imperial concubine, and the blood and tears could not stop flowing.
The wind blew up the yellow dust, which was particularly bleak. The team crossed the plank road and set foot on the Jiange ancient road.
There are few pedestrians under Mount Emei, the standard is colorless, and the sun and the moon are dull.
The beautiful scenery of Shu attracted the king's love.
I feel sad when I see the moonlight in the palace, and my heart breaks when I hear the bell at night.
When the situation improved, the emperor returned to Chang 'an and passed Maweipo, thinking about things and people.
In the desolate yellow tomb under Mawei slope, the beautiful scenery has disappeared, only the tomb lies in the mountain.
The monarch and his subjects looked after each other with tears in their wet clothes, but they looked at each other unintentionally and sent them back to Beijing.
When I came back, I saw that Chi Yuan's place was still there, and the hibiscus by Grandfather's pool was still a weeping willow in Weiyang Palace.
The most classic four sentences of everlasting regret song
The emperor of China, eager to shake the beauty of an empire, has been in office for many years, searching and never finding it. Until a child of the Yang family grew up in the inner room, almost before she grew up, and no one knew her. However, due to the gift of heaven and no concealment, it was finally elected royal one day. If she just turned her head and smiled, there were a hundred spells, and the powder and paint of six palaces disappeared without a trace. It was early spring. They let her bathe in a pure pool to warm and smooth her creamy skin. Because she was tired, a maid lifted her up, when the emperor noticed her for the first time and chose her as his bride. On the night of spring, the warm hibiscus curtains covered her fluttering hair, petals on her cheeks and golden ripples on her head. But the night in spring is short and the sun rises too fast. Since then, the emperor has given up his early hearing. He wastes all his time on parties and revelry. He is the lover of spring and the tyrant of night. There are other ladies in his court, 3,000 of whom are stunning beauties, but his love for 3,000 is concentrated on one person. The golden house is dressed up to serve the night. When the table in the jade tower is cleaned, she will wander around and drink wine slowly. Sisters and brothers are in this country because she illuminates and glorifies her family. When a girl is born instead of a boy, she brings happiness to every father and mother in the empire. ... high rose plum palace, into the blue clouds, and the wide breeze carries magical notes. Soft songs and slow dances, strings and bamboo music, the emperor's eyes will never stare at her. Until the sound of drums came from Yuyang, which shook the earth and broke the tune of rainbow skirts and feather clothes. The Forbidden City, a nine-story palace, is hidden in the dust and travels southwest from thousands of chariots and horses. The imperial flag opened the way, suddenly moving and stopping, 30 miles from the capital and passing the west gate. People in the army stop, and no one will move until they are under their hooves. They may trample on those moths. The gorgeous hairpin fell to the ground, and no one picked it up, a green and white Hosta and a golden hairy bird. The emperor couldn't save her, so he had to cover his face. Later, when he turned to look, there was blood and tears. Hidden in the yellow dust blown by the cold wind, they crossed a cloud line at the crack in the path of the dagger tower. Under Emei Mountain. The last few came, and the flags and banners lost their colors in the fading sun. But the water in Shu is always green and the mountains are always blue, so your majesty's love is constant and deeper than the sky. He stared at the desolate moon from his temporary palace, and he heard the rain at dusk, cutting his chest. Heaven and earth in last contact, the dragon car comes home, and the emperor never leaves. The memory and pain are buried in the soil of Maweipo. Where is her white face? . Rulers and lords, when their eyes met, cried on their coats. They rode horses, loosened the reins and slowly returned to the capital. Pond, garden, palace, everything is the same as before, Taiye Lake hibiscus, Weiyang Palace willow. But the petals are like her face, and the willow leaves are like her eyebrows. Whenever he looks at them, what can he do but cry? . Peach and plum trees are in bloom. In the spring wind, after the autumn rain, the leaves fall to the ground. The palaces in the west and south are scattered with evening grass, and the steps are piled with red leaves that are not swept. Bai Fuxin, a disciple of Li Yuan, and eunuchs in her pepper yard. . Fireflies were flying on the throne, and he was meditating in the twilight. He will extend the wick to its end and still never fall asleep ... bells and drums will slowly ring the long night, and before dawn, the Milky Way in the sky will become clear. And the porcelain mandarin ducks on the roof grow thick morning frost, and the jade is cold, so who and who * * *. The distance between life and death is year after year, but no beloved soul has visited his dream. There lived a Taoist priest in Lingqiong. He was a guest in the sky and could summon the gods through his concentration. People were moved by the emperor's constant meditation, and they begged the Taoist priest to see if he could find her. He opened a path in space, like lightning, cut through the sky, up and down, looking for it everywhere. Above, he looked for the green void, below, the yellow spring, but he didn't find the one he was looking for in two places. Then he heard a narrative about the magical island at sea, and the mountains were in nothingness. There are pavilions in the five-color sky, and exquisite immortals walk back and forth. And one of them, they call it forever true, has a face like her snow and flowers. So he came to the golden gate of the West Hall, knocked on the Jasper Gate, and asked a girl named Small jade to tell the perfect person. This lady, after hearing the news of Emperor China's envoy, woke up from her dream in her canopy. She pushed open the pillow, got dressed, shook off her drowsiness, opened the pearly curtain, and then opened the silver screen. Because she left in such a hurry, her muddy hair ornaments hung aside, and when she came along the platform, her flowered hat was loose. The wind blew the fairy's skirt, as if she were dancing in a rainbow skirt and feather clothes. Tears rolled down her sad and pale face, just like the spring rain on pear flowers. But when she asked him to thank her monarch, her eyes shone with love. Since they separated, her form and voice were unfamiliar to her. Because happiness ends in the courtyard of the sun, the moon and dawn become long in the palace of Xianshan. But when she turned to look down at the earth and tried to see the capital, there was only fog and dust. He expressed his love for the old man and sent him back a shell box and gold hairpin through his special envoy. However, one branch of the hairpin and one side of the box were kept, and the gold of the hairpin and the shell of the box were broken. "Our souls belong to each other," she said, "just like this gold and this shell." Somewhere, at some time, on earth or in heaven, we will be together. She sent him a message through his messenger, reminding him that only the hearts of the two of them knew the oath. On the seventh day of July, in the Palace of Eternal Life, we secretly told each other in the quiet midnight world. We hope to fly in heaven, two birds become one, grow on the earth, two branches of a tree ... the earth lasts forever, and the sky lasts forever; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever.
Bai Juyi's whole poem Pipa Xing
In the tenth year of Yuanhe, Yu moved to Sima, Jiujiang County. 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. Ask him, Ben Chang 'an worships women, studied under Mu and Cao Ershan, was old and weak, and committed himself to Jia Fu. Then he ordered wine and asked Aauto Quicker to play some songs. When I was young, I told myself my happiness. Now I am wandering, haggard and wandering between rivers and lakes.
After two years as an official, I feel at ease and feel that I have moved towards the future. Because of long sentences and songs, every 616 words are called pipa xing.
In the evening, I bid farewell to a guest on Xunyang River. 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 direction of the melody and 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, bent her fingers, and then started her music, letting her heart share everything with us bit by bit.
She brushes the strings, twists them slowly, sweeps them and plucks them, first "Nishang" and then "Six 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.
Between Guan Ying's words, the bottom of the flower is slippery, so you can't swallow the spring scenery and flow under the ice.
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 tied it thoughtfully on the rope, stood up and smoothed her clothes, serious and polite.
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.
Her art even attracted the appreciation of experts, and her beauty attracted the envy of all major dancers.
How did the aristocratic youths in Wuling compete generously? Countless red silks were given to a song.
The silver comb inlaid with shells was broken by her rhythm, and the bloody skirt was stained with wine.
Season after season, joy followed, and neither the autumn moon nor the spring breeze attracted her attention.
Until her brother went to war, and then her aunt died, and the night passed, and the night came, and her beauty disappeared.
Lengma was at the door, so at last she gave her wife to a businessman.
Who, first of all, stole money, accidentally left her and went to Fuliang to buy tea a month ago.
She has been taking care of an empty boat in the estuary, with no companions except the bright moon and 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.
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.
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. 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 official. My blue sleeves are wet.
Bai Juyi, a native of Xinzheng, Henan Province, was named Lotte,no. Xiangshan layman. Realistic poet in Tang Dynasty. In Zhenyuan, he was a scholar, awarded the secretary of the provincial school book lang, and later moved to be an old man and a doctor who praised Zuo Shan. In the tenth year of Yuanhe, Prime Minister Wu was assassinated, and Bai Juyi advocated severely punishing the murderer. Because of his words and deeds, he was demoted to Jiangzhou Sima, and served as the secretariat of Hangzhou, the secretariat of Suzhou and the minister of punishments. Huichang died in six years, and he was given the right servant of Shangshu, written by posthumous title.
Bai Juyi is an advocate of the new Yuefu movement. He advocates that "articles should be written in time and poems should be written for things". His poetic language is well known, and he is called "Bai Yuan" with Yuan Zhen and "Bai Liu" with Liu Yuxi. His representative works include Song of Eternal Sorrow, Charcoal Man, Pipa Travel and so on. And Bai Changqing's collection has been passed down from generation to generation. Later generations called it "the poet king" and "the poet demon".
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Pipa Xing is one of the long Yuefu poems written by Bai Juyi, a poet in the Tang Dynasty. Yuanhe eleven years. This poem reveals the unreasonable phenomena such as bureaucratic corruption, the decline of people's livelihood and the burying of talents in feudal society by describing the superb playing skills and unfortunate experiences of the pipa girl, expressing the poet's deep sympathy for her and the poet's resentment at her innocent demotion.
In June of the 10th year of Yuanhe, the forces of the Tang Dynasty sent assassins to stab Prime Minister Wu and suggestion Pei Du at the head of Chang 'an Avenue, which caused great controversy in the ruling and opposition parties. The Tang Dynasty forces further demanded the removal of Pei Du, so as to stabilize the "anti-frontier" heart of the buffer region.
Bai Juyi advocated severely punishing the murderer, which was suspected of "exceeding authority"; Moreover, Bai Juyi often wrote allegorical poems, which offended the powerful people in the DPRK, so he was demoted to Jiangzhou Sima. Sima is the assistant of the secretariat. In the mid-Tang Dynasty, the placement of "criminal" officials was a disguised distribution. This incident had a great influence on Bai Juyi and was a turning point in his ideological transformation. Since then, his early fighting spirit has gradually worn away and his negative emotions have increased.
In the autumn of the eleventh year of Yuanhe, Bai Juyi was demoted to Jiangzhou Sima for two years. He saw off guests in Jiangtou, Xunyang, and met a singer who was abandoned in his youth because of his artistic skills. She was unhappy, and combined with her own travel experience, she created this famous Pipa.
As a long narrative poem, this poem is rigorous and meticulous in structure, with twists and turns in plot and ups and downs.
The first part is about seeing Fujian crossing the river and suddenly hearing the sound of pipa, in order to explain it to the pipa girl. From "I saw the guests off on Xunyang River in the dead of night" to "I still hid half my face behind her guitar so that we couldn't see it", I described my regret that there was no music at the farewell party, invited businessmen to play the pipa, described the timbre of the pipa in detail, and tried to shape the image of the pipa girl.
The first sentence, "I see a guest off and visit Xunyang River at night", is only seven words, which roughly introduces people, places, events and times; Dye the environment with the phrase "Maple leaves and adult rushes rustle in autumn", and the bleak feeling of farewell to Fujian in autumn night has already spread. But it's bleak and lonely, so it starts from "We raise our glasses and hope to drink-but, alas, there is no music".
The word "without orchestral strings" not only echoed the later phrase "without strings or bamboo for a whole year", but also paved the way for the appearance and performance of pipa girls. Because the foreshadowing of "No strings" and "We are unhappy after drinking all, and we are leaving" is very strong, then "When the river mysteriously widens to the full moon" is used as an environment for baking and dyeing, which constitutes a strong sense of depression, and makes "We heard a sudden sound and a guitar crossed the water" have a strong hollow footstep to prepare for the sudden change below.
From Autumn's Bleak, No Chord and Farewell at Night to Sudden Smell, Sounding for Sound, Quietly Asking, Moving Boat, to Inviting to See, it can be said to be "yet we called and urged a thousand times before she started toward us". But "inviting to meet" is not so easy. It takes a long-awaited process before she will "come out". It's not that she cares about identity
Just like "I" is eager to listen to Yue Xian's pipa, it is "eager to write the hatred of the end of the world", but she is "but we called it a thousand times before she set off for us" because she is full of "the hatred of the end of the world", so it is inconvenient to say it and she doesn't want to see anyone. Because of this, the poet used the voice to cut off the portrait ... Then, she reluctantly answered, still hiding half of her face behind the guitar from us to express her indescribable pain.
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.
The fourth part is the poet's deep affection, from "her first guitar note made me sigh" to "the Jiujiang official" at last. My blue sleeves are wet. "This is the fourth paragraph. After being relegated to Jiujiang, the poet felt lonely, felt his own life experience and expressed sympathy for the pipa girl. Both the poet and the pipa girl have fallen from the prosperous capital to this remote place. The poet's sympathy is full of sighs for his own misfortune, and the pipa sound of "complaining about life and failing to achieve" also tells the poet's grievances.
Excited by the fate of the pipa girl, the poet sighed, "We are all unhappy-forever and ever, we meet. We understand. What is the relationship between acquaintances? " And expressed the feeling of being in the same boat. Poetry is lively, step by step, dotted everywhere. Strong feelings, tears of the lost through the ages, also triggered an opportunity of love at first sight for the lost through the ages.
This is a famous masterpiece of realism. The full text takes the characters as clues, not only writing the life experience of the pipa girl, but also writing the poet's feelings, and then meeting in the sentence "We are both unhappy-to the end of the day".
The singer's tragic experience is very specific and can be regarded as a bright line; The poet's feelings permeate between the lines, and with the constant changes of the music played by the pipa girl and her life experience, it can be regarded as a dark line. This one is bright and dark, one is real and one is empty, which makes the plot ups and downs. The story it tells is tortuous and touching, and the emotion it expresses can arouse people's voices. The language is beautiful but not flashy, refined but not obscure, the content is close to life and has a wide range of sociality, elegance and popularity.
References:
Baidu Encyclopedia-Pipa Travel
Where did Bai Juyi write Song of Eternal Sorrow?
Xianyou temple
Xianyou Temple, located at Meiyukou, Heishui, more than ten kilometers south of zhouzhi county, is a place of interest preserved during the Sui and Tang Dynasties.
Xianyou Temple is an ancient temple. It has a long history and was built in the eighteenth year of Emperor Wendi of Sui Dynasty. It used to be a Summer Palace built by Emperor Wendi of Sui Dynasty-Xianyou Palace. In the first year of Renshou, Emperor Wendi of Sui Dynasty changed the pagoda to a temple called Xianyou Temple. After the demise of the Sui Dynasty, the Taoist priest in Louguantai moved to another place and changed his name to "Xianyou View". Since then, Buddhism has flourished, and shaman monks live here, chanting scriptures and participating in Zen, also known as "Xianyou Temple". In the Tang Dynasty, Xianyou Temple reached its peak, and Tang Yizong established three temples here, namely Xianyou Temple, Zhongxing Temple and Fayuan Temple. In the Ming Dynasty, Xianyou Temple was once presided over by Sangjiaba, a Lama from the Western Regions, and was renamed Puyuan Temple. It was not until the second year of Qing Emperor Kangxi that the original name of Xianyou Temple was restored.
Xianyou Temple is a newly-built temple. Xianyou Temple was originally located on the south bank of the Black River, surrounded by green mountains and clear waters, with picturesque scenery. During the period of 1998, Xi 'an built the Heihe River diversion project and moved Xianyou Temple to the former North Beam of Jinpen Village. The relics of the spiritual bones of Sakyamuni Buddha were found in the demolition, which caused a sensation in the Buddhist and secular circles. At present, the new temple has begun to take shape, the relocation of Wangfa Pagoda has been completed, the Daxiong Hall has been newly built, and other facilities are being gradually improved. The rebuilt Xianyou Temple is integrated with Heihe Reservoir and Zhong Nanshan, and the scenery is beautiful and refreshing.
Xianyou Temple is also a famous temple. Carrying a rich history and culture. According to legend, the love story between Qin Mugong's daughter Nong Yu and Shaw History happened here. Nong Yu is good at playing the flute and often plays the flute with Shaw History in the Jade Girl Cave next to the temple. Melodious flute brought auspicious dragons and auspicious winds, Lapras rode a dragon, and Feilong died with me and the immortal. It is said that this is also the origin of the allusion of "son-in-law".
There are also many footprints of literati here. Bai Juyi "once lived in front of Taibai Peak, so he went to Xianyou Temple." His Song of Eternal Sorrow was written in Xianyou Temple. Wang Bo, Cen Can, Su Shi, Wu Daozi and others have all painted and recited poems here, leaving many poems that have never been sung before. According to legend, Huang Chao in the late Tang Dynasty, Gao Yingxiang in the Ming Dynasty and Taiping Army in the late Qing Dynasty were all stationed here. The long history and culture have added many charming colors to Xianyou Temple, attracting many pilgrims to worship Range Rover.
It is said that the King Fata Pagoda is the only existing brick pagoda of the Sui Dynasty in China, which is of great significance to the study of pagoda architecture and the development history of Buddhism in the Sui Dynasty. Interested tourists can visit and enjoy it.