Li Ping Konghou Yin
Li He (Tang Dynasty)
Wu Si Shu Tong Zhang Gaoqiu, the empty mountain is condensed with clouds that are not flowing.
Jiang'e cries about the sorrow of women in bamboo, while Li Ping plays the Chinese harp.
The broken jade in Kunshan screams as a phoenix, the hibiscus weeps and the dew fragrant orchid smiles.
The cold light melts in front of the twelve doors, and the twenty-three silk threads move the purple emperor.
Where Nuwa refines stones to mend the sky, the stones break the sky and amaze the autumn rain.
I dreamed of entering the sacred mountain to teach the goddess, and the old fish danced the thin dragon dance.
Wu Zhi sleeplessly leans against the osmanthus tree, flying wet and cold rabbits sideways with bare feet.
Translation:
On a late autumn night, I played the exquisite harp made of Shutong. Hearing the wonderful music, the white clouds in the sky condensed and stopped floating.
Xiang'e sprinkled her tears all over the mottled bamboos, and the plain girls of Jiutian were also filled with sorrow. This situation occurred because musician Li Ping was playing the konghou in the capital.
The sound of the music is as clear and sweet as the jade of Kunlun Mountain is broken and the phoenix screams; sometimes it makes hibiscus weep in the dew, sometimes it makes pandan laugh.
The crisp music blends with the cool light in front of the Twelve Gates of Chang'an City. The twenty-three strings were plucked high and lightly, which impressed the almighty Emperor of Heaven.
The high-pitched music soared into the sky, reaching the sky patched by Nuwa's refining stones. It was like the colorful stones patching the sky were broken, causing the autumn rain to fall all over the sky.
In the hallucination, it is as if the musician has entered the sacred mountain and taught his skills to the female fairies; the old fish jumped in the waves with excitement, and the thin dragon also danced happily.
In the Moon Palace, Wu Gang was attracted by the music and stayed up all night under the laurel tree. The rabbit under the laurel tree also stood and listened, regardless of the slanting dewdrops and the chill!
Provincial Examination Xiang Ling Drum and Piano
Qian Qi
He is good at drumming, playing clouds and harp, and often hears the spirit of the emperor's son.
Feng Yikong dances by himself, and Chu Ke cannot listen.
The bitter tone of the gold and stone, the voiceless sound enters the darkness.
Cangwu comes to complain and admire, and the white peony moves to bring fragrance.
The flowing water flows through Xiaoxiang, and the sad wind passes through Dongting.
No one can be seen at the end of the song, and there are several green peaks on the river.
Translation: It is often said that the spirits of Xiangshui are good at playing Yunhe's harp. The beautiful music made the river god Feng Yiwen dance, but the faraway travelers couldn't bear to listen. The deep and plaintive melody makes even the hard stone moved and sad; the clear and high-pitched music is so penetrating that it flies to that high and boundless place. When such beautiful music spread to the wilderness of Cangwu, even the spirit of Emperor Shun who was resting on Jiuyi Mountain was moved by it and began to complain and yearn for it; while the Angelica dahurica growing in the Cangwu area was inspired by the music. , and also spit out more fragrance. The sound of music spread along the flowing water to the Xiangjiang River, and turned into a sad wind flying across the vast Dongting Lake. At the end of the song, there was silence, but the goddess of Xiangshui playing the harp was not seen. The smoke on the river dissipated, revealing several mountain peaks, the mountains were green and charming.