"See Gong Sundaniang disciple sword? Parallel order
Author: Du Fu
On October 19, the second year of Dali, Kuifu took a bus to Yuan's residence and met Li Shier's mother in Linying.
When he wields a sword, he makes him strong. He asked the teacher, "I am a disciple of Gong Sundaniang."
In the third year of Kaiyuan, when I was a child, I remembered visiting the Gongsun family in Yancheng, and my swordsmanship was vigorous.
When Liu Li was frustrated and won the laurel, he was sacrificed by the people in the second Ji Fang of Gaochou Yichun Pear Garden.
Xiao is a dancer. When the first emperor, Sun was the only one.
The jade looks gorgeous, and I am bald. I am a disciple of this school, and I am not proud.
Distinguish its source, you can know the waves and be generous, and you can talk about it as a "sword."
Zhang Xu, a former Wu native, is good at cursive writing, and he is often seen in Yexian County.
Dance Xihe sword, cursive script has made progress since then, and I am grateful, that is, Gongsun knows it.
A few years ago, there was a beautiful Gongsun who danced her dagger from all directions.
The audience is like a mountain lost between them, and the world moves back and forth with her movements.
As bright as an archer shooting down the nine suns in the sky, as fast as an angel in front of a dragon's wings.
She began to be like a thunderbolt, venting its anger and ending the shining calm like rivers and seas.
But those red lips and pearl sleeves disappeared, and no one except this student smelled of her fame.
This beautiful woman from Linying, White God Town, still dances and sings happily.
When we answer each other's questions, we sigh together and feel sad for the changes that have taken place.
There are 8,000 ladies-in-waiting in the harem, but none of them can dance short sword like Mrs. Sun.
Fifty years later, the royal family fainted in the dusty cave with a flick of a finger.
The musicians in the pear orchard floated by like fog, and now one or two female musicians are trying to fascinate the cold sun.
There are adult-sized trees beside the emperor's golden tomb, and I seem to hear the grass creaking on the cliff in Qutang.
Hey? This is an emergency. At the climax of joy, sadness comes with the rising of the eastern moon.
And I, a poor old man, don't know where to go. I must sharpen my feet towards illness and despair on a lonely mountain.
Rhyme translation:
October 19th, the second year of Tang Dali.
I won't open Yuan Zhi's house in Kuifu,
Watch Li Linying Twelve Niangs.
Sword dance,
I think the dance is dynamic and spectacular.
Just ask her who she learned it from.
She said, "I am a student in Gong Sundaniang".
Three years after Xuanzong's reign, I was still young.
I remember seeing Gong Sundaniang in Yancheng.
Dances "Sword" and "Soul Tuo",
Smooth, elegant, rhythmic,
Outstanding, contemporary first,
Disciples of Yichun and Liyuan in the Palace
Among the dancers provided outside the palace,
People who know this dance,
In the early years of Tang Xuanzong,
Gong Sundaniang is the only one.
At that time, she was beautifully dressed and beautiful.
Now I am a white-haired old man,
At present, her disciple Li Shiniang,
She is no longer a young woman.
Now that we know the source of her dancing skills,
It seems that their master and apprentice dance skills are in the same strain.
Looking back, I am filled with emotion.
Let's write the poem "Sword".
I heard that Zhang Xu, a native of Wuzhou,
He is good at writing about cursive copybook,
I often see Gong Sundaniang in Yexian.
Dance a Xihe sword,
Since then, cursive calligraphy has made great progress.
Bold and exciting, bohemian,
This shows that Gong Sundaniang is an excellent dancer.
Once upon a time, there was a beautiful woman named Gong Sundaniang.
Every time she dances a sword, it will cause a sensation.
There were so many people watching that their faces turned pale with fear.
Heaven and earth are also infected by her dancing, ups and downs.
The sword light is dazzling, like Hou Yi shooting for nine days.
Dancing is vigorous and agile, like a flying dragon.
When dancing, the sword is like thunder, which makes people hold their breath.
When the dance is over, it's calm, like waves in the river and sea.
Bright red lips and graceful dancing are gone,
In his later years, some disciples inherited and carried forward art.
Linying beauty Li Shier Niang, performing in Baidicheng,
She danced with this song, exquisite and radiant.
She and I talked for a long time about the origin of sword dance.
I recall the past and care about the present, adding infinite regret and sadness.
There are about 8,000 ladies-in-waiting in Xuanzong of Tang Dynasty.
Gong Sundaniang is the only person who won the first place in the fencing competition.
Fifty years is like flipping your palm.
Years of war are filled with smoke, and political affairs are dark and impermanent.
The children in the pear orchard disappeared one by one,
Only Li's dancing is left, hiding the cold light of winter.
The tree in front of Xuanzong's tomb in Jinsushan has been broken.
In the area of Baidicheng in Qutangxia, autumn grass is bleak and desolate.
The rapid music of the harpsichord is over again.
The joy at the beginning of the bright moon is extremely sad, and my heart is in a panic.
I really don't know where I'm going,
The barren hills are hard to walk, and the more you walk, the more sad you get.