Author: Bai Juyi
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 can 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 from the cold wind, they crossed a cloud line at the crack of the steeple path. 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.
When I returned to Yulong this day, the emperor clung to it and refused to leave. 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? . Spring breeze blows on your face, peaches and plums bloom at night, and autumn leaves fall all over the ground after autumn rain.
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. Thinking of the king, 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 went to the golden gate of the West Hall, knocked on the Jasper Gate, and asked a girl named Small jade to tell Shuang Perfect.
When I heard the messenger of the Han family, she was surprised to see the dream of Jiuhua and Huagai. Pulling clothes and pushing pillows back and forth, the silver screen of pearl foil opened.
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, as if she were dancing in a rainbow skirt and feather coat.
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. So she took out the keepsake he gave, and gave him a shell box and a gold hairpin through his messenger.
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.
Tang Bai Juyi's Pipa Trip
Pipa player's song
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 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, bent her fingers, and then started her music, letting her heart share everything with us bit by bit.
She brushed the strings, slowly twisted, swept and plucked, 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, so you can't swallow the spring scenery and flow under the ice.
The ice spring is cold and astringent, as if it can't pass; And notes, fade away.
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.
Quba once taught good people to yield, and her beauty envied 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.
Until her brother went to war, and then her aunt died, and the night passed, and the night came, 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.
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 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. 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.
Visit Tianmu Mountain in a Dream
A sailing tourist will talk about Japan. Water and fog are hidden outside the method. But the Yue people talk about Tianmu Mountain. You can still see it through clouds of different depths. On a straight line to heaven, its apex enters heaven. Climb to the top of the Five Mountains and cast a shadow over China. The terraced mountains in heaven are 100 miles long. Just then, it began to turn to the southeast. My heart and my dream are in Wu Heyue. Fly over the mirror lake and the moon overnight. The moon lit up my shadow. Go to Yanhe with me. Xie's East Palace is still there. Monkeys call clearly on the rippling water. The spiked shoes I wore were first used by Xie. Climb the blue ladder. A sunny ocean. Holy space cock. A thousand rocks turn back, and flowers may tempt me, but rocks comfort me. The day suddenly ended. Bears, dragons, storms on mountains and rivers. Starts up the forest and makes the mountains tremble. The dark clouds were darkened by the rain. A pale stream shrouded in mist. God of thunder and lightning. The hill collapsed and was destroyed. The stone gate cracked. Vent in the sinkhole. An incomprehensible shadow. But now the sun and the moon light up a gold and silver terrace.
Wearing rainbow clothes, riding the wind. All the queens of the clouds came one after another. The tiger plays the pipa and the phoenix dances. Row after row, like a hemp field, lined with fairy figures. I move, my soul flies. Wake up suddenly, for a long time. My pillow and mat. It's the lost cloud where I am. This is the consistent way of human happiness. Wanshui Qian Shan Wanshui flows eastward. So I say goodbye to you, and I don't know how long I will be away. But let me, on my green slope, raise a white deer. When I need you, ride to you, great mountain. Oh, how can I bow and scrape to those high-ranking people? A person who will never be seen with a sincere face.
[Song] Shao Mi's "Yichuan Kilning Collection"
People have fine entertainment and give chess flavor. I know more than nature, and I can see something outside.
Without more competitive spirit, the competition is not low. People do their best, but they are like barbarians.
Wealth and profit are exciting, but we see joy and anger in stubbornness. Life and death are in your hands, fingers are in your hands.
Vicious is different from charcoal, and harmony does not harm the pool. Friends are not as good as friends, they are husband and wife.
Beads and jade wear sleeves, and dragons and snakes take liver and spleen. The golden soup rises and the sword and halberd cross the screen.
Worship ghosts and gods during the day, the ground is flat. Lightning and thunder thundered on the empty river, and whales and salamanders were killed by land and sea.
Cold and summer are both sad and sad, and the faint light covers up the loss. Mountains and rivers can be seen on the ground, and so can the stars.
I was shocked and humiliated when I saw winning or losing. Cutting is easy, but catching is difficult.
This is a verdict, which is great. When you want it, you must choose it
Wise men are hurt by deception, and believers are lost by persecution. The authenticity is mixed, and it is called real capital.
Winners lose their money, and happiness is a ladder of disaster. Gan Kun went to court and left Linggong.
Arrows bully people, and words bully people. There is no victory or defeat, no ups and downs before the start.
What you did the day before yesterday is right or wrong today; The strength of today is the strength of tomorrow.
Looking at the later generations from ancient times will finally reveal clues; Looking at the past now, what is the sacrifice of the husband?
Yao Shun bowed down, and the four fierce generals were still fighting. Tang Wu aided Korea, and the three old people really mocked.
Although Hao Tao is Chen Mo, Yizhou provides rules. I used to be a husband, hurting my bones.
Benevolence is defeated by fame, while righteousness is defeated by profit. Rectifying chaos is not your own fault, but it is suitable for reformers.
If you are not the son of virtue, the son of virtue is born with defects; If you don't treat your son wisely, your child will collapse.
Or the Miao people disobey orders, or they are arrogant, or they are looking for trouble, or they are suspicious of Cai.
Or merchants levy ge, or Zhou people take Li, or sound note vibration brigade, or raise flags on konoha.
See Xia Tairi, Zeng Zhaosheng from Afghanistan. Zhijiang, is your light beyond Meng Shi?
King Li Ran is in the water, and King You died in the water. Wang Ping moved to Romania and was defeated by the Iraqi army.
Or ally in Zhaoling, or in Huangchi, or fight in Changdi, or in Ganxi,
Or in Yan Ying, or in Huiji, or in Daliang, or in Linzi,
Wang Ba * * * swallowed, and seven males lashed together. Violent Qin destroyed six countries, and Chu and Han fought it out.
Every day has its day, and the ends of the earth are endless. Far and near, including the command.
The minefield is full of soldiers. Easy-to-use buildings painted with Ji Guo,
Sell it with dysprosium and burn it with poetry. Don't wait for a reply, be stronger and weaker.
The Great Wall was placed in the county seat, cutting off the border. Boasting that the rock is solid, there is no return in the world.
Return to heaven in the palm of your hand and cut land in the step. Treat people like ants and spend money like sand.
Before Epang Palace was finished, the dragon car arrived at the play. The foot soldiers of Lishan did not let go, but the soldiers of Chen She surrendered.
Pakistani businessmen are not shallow, and Hong Men is full of gas. Xianyang is full of smoke, and Nanzheng bears everywhere.
People and ghosts are intertwined, and the clouds are suffocating. No one knows whether Xiang Qiang Liu won or not.
The contract has three chapters, and the five countries do it. The temple is heavy, and it's strange to sit and carry it.
Wide arms are angry, and the gap between tigers and leopards is hungry. Leave a message in Xingyang to say goodbye to Yu Ji.
The three outstanding talents are exposed, and the Millennium is lucky. The old mountains and rivers win, and the sun and the moon shine new.
Zhengshuo inherits the three series, and the car book mixes four dimensions. There is no separatist regime in the corner, but there are shackles in poverty.
After the game that day, the army was divided into two divisions, North and South. There was no life help at that time, how to save the top step?
The soldiers are thundering all day long. I'm afraid witchcraft caused the disaster of Liu Qu mastiff.
Tsuzawa is in the sky, and it is a haze. See the danger of know life, don't have to send orphans.
The thief deceives the lonely day and walks with the fox and raccoon. The widow in the palace chased the baby in the temple.
The dragon plays the role of knowing peace, and the ice is in front. Although the levee breaches are flooded, how dare you forget the levee?
Outside Kunyang Flying House in Eastern Han Dynasty. Worried that the new room was haunted, in a mess, and gradually died.
Yan Yi chased the dragon and Xin 'an swept the red eyebrow. Meet the fire king again, goodbye Han Gongyi.
Deng Dou was eating while Yan Liang was carrying a hen. After He Gong was tired, Dong Ye fell.
There are fewer fireworks in Heluo and more Artemisia in Kyoto. There are birds in the sky, but no bones are sad.
The city needs to be restored, and there is no meat to mow the grass. The building will collapse and no tree can support it.
Montessori took the lead, and Zhong borrowed the world. Liu Bei's ambition was not rewarded, and his intention eventually shed tears.
In the Western Jin Dynasty, there were still talks and big plans. A woman is in charge of the country, but her flesh and blood are flawed.
Two main frost dew, five main unintentional. It's important that the world doesn't care about me.
Wide stranger Qiang dust, middle-aged Hu Ma HSS. Dragon light shoots cattle, and the sun shadows the rainbow.
Weeding belongs to Luoling, and reclamation belongs to Jiang Mei. For four years in 200 years, the party drove and relaxed.
The Eastern Jin Dynasty was divided into male tails and sometimes produced Ganoderma lucidum. This man changed dynasties five times in his life, until the Sui Dynasty of Chen Zuchang.
The west wind breaks in the countryside at dusk, and spring grass is scarce in the city. The Yangtze River is full of tears and guest clothes are stained.
After Wei Kaibei's first visit, Xiao Wen was arrested several times. The river and the shade rotate, and the country divides things.
Two pillars of powder Gao, Yuwen destroyed the Northern Qi Dynasty. And the sui dynasty began to merge with Chen, and the four seas were barriers.
Distinguish between public and private rooms, levy Liao foot soldiers tired. He who has a body is willing to suffer, and he who has no mouth is neither arrogant nor impetuous.
The title is called everywhere, and everyone wants to. There is no owner in the Central Plains, but who knows deer and elk?
It is difficult to know the sun for a thousand years, and heaven and man are in harmony. Longteng is cloudy, and the tiger steps are windy.
Mother specializes in the morning sun, but she is still confused. Alas, Huan didn't kill Wu Sansi.
Embroidered ridges are singing and dancing, and fishing for the sun moves drums. Taiping can be proud of this, but it is Yang Fei's sin.
Jiange keeps his grandson, Tongguan leaks his tiger. Both Beijing and the old temple have been restored.
Happiness is sad, and goodness is harmful. There's nothing we can do. Who can lift our eyes?
Since then, the vassal party has flourished and there are no officials. Rely on merit instead of facing the court, asking thieves to think of words.
Who pities the royal family when all the soldiers are strong? Please appease the court and watch the national security.
Take the king's life and seek personal gain. Use time to disperse, follow or stagger.
The tail is too big to know fate, and the whip is too long to deal with. Long-term rape and worry will come, and raising tigers will eventually cause harm.
The pace of the country is ups and downs, and your heart is empty. At that time, the flowers bloom and the leaves fall.
Ten surnames are divided into midsummer and five surnames are Jiaokui. The stars are rotten, but not in the East.
Only then did I return to Luchang Town and drive away Liu Hu Weser. Crimson cloud * * * eye, basaltic fire how stupid!
Crossing the river is a sin, and dying in Luancheng is a shame. Taiyuan appeared in court, and Liu Zixi heard the crow.
Things are heavier than others, and human feelings turn. Abandoning ashes still keeps fire, and rotting bones are still called turtles.
When oranges are deceptive and cloudy, difficulties and worries are often self-defeating It is easy to scratch and protect the skin, but it is too late to save the abdomen.
Words don't curse at once, but words hurt the navel. If you want to go up, you can go up, and if you want to go down, you can go down. Some people support it.
Everyone is evil in a blur, and Corning's is * * *. You must be seriously ill to become a good doctor.
It is difficult to walk on dangerous roads if the fields are abandoned for a long time. If you haven't met God, how can you see what you are doing?
When the country returns to the extreme, the relationship between monarch and minister will be rare. I was born with a prosthetic hand, and I began to learn.
Rui is determined by the party, and the group takes the lead. It's been more than a hundred years now, and neither the military nor the people know it.
Success or failure must be attributed to fate, and the rise and fall are interrelated. Secrets are not permanent, and national players are impermanent.
The past is the past, and the previous book can be relied on. The comparison game is not bad.
The rise and fall of heaven and earth, the scope of yin and yang meridians. Good people and bad people change, and sports are very important, cardinal.
The fast runner jumps first, and the late one fades. Forgetting is better than pain.
Ask for a fish, and you will get a rabbit. You can't forget it. It's sheep, but tiger skin.
It's hard to speak Chinese when you hear old words. The authorities are worried that since the Enlightenment can take shape!
How to avoid black and white? Response is like a broken machine, which can't be satisfied.
Don't surprise others with laughter and don't look on coldly. If you can use it skillfully, why bother with ambiguity?
There are gains in the same way, first of all, every day. If you are exhausted, you will do what you say.
See foreign countries know Jane, and listen to Wang Zhi. Soup is not peaceful, mysterious and private.