Singer name: Wang Ying
Song name: Guqintai
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< p>GuqintaiArranger: Song Zhibo (Media Music Engineer Grade 04)
Lyricist: Shi Sizhan (Huazhong University of Science and Technology Grade 04)
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Composer: Wang Ying, Song Zhibo
Singer: Wang Ying (Media Sound Director Level 04)
Guzheng: Yang Yang (Media Sound Director Level 04)
Pipa: Yang Ying (Media Music Engineer Level 04)
Violin: Xu Wencong (Media Music Engineer Level 04)
Backing singer: Chen Weijing (Media Music Engineer Level 04)< /p>
Rap accompaniment singer: Song Zhibo
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Zhang Yifei's sails are sailing and the boat is parked by the Moon Lake
The river flows towards the north Turning my face to the south, I looked at the stone platform 2,000 years ago
The story of Yu Boya and Zhong Ziqi has been circulating since the Spring and Autumn Period
The sparse forest and blooming flowers silently paid homage to the riverbank where Ziqi was buried. There is a guqin stand
* The mountains are majestic and the water is high, the mountains and the flowing water are playing the guqin (I burn incense and caress a little more for you)
The autumn wind is cold and the person who knows my music is in Hanyang (you say Yaoqin There are six taboos, eight special skills, and seven not to play)
The moon is missing and full again. Who is sad and confused (the string can be picked up, the piano can be restored, but it is difficult to find a close friend again)
Leaving the Han River Entering the Yangtze River and sailing northward, never to return (the leaves shed tears, and my black hair is tangled with worry)
You quietly listen to the sound of me playing the piano gently and leisurely Rao mountains
The wind and rain have stopped and the clouds have gradually faded Scattered tree shadows mottle the white marble case of His Highness with a single eaves
The lingering sound on the stone tablet of Zhiyin played by Zhiyin will be reincarnated forever
The sound of the seven strings cut off Boya's strings and burned the qin. Making a guqin stand
* The towering mountains and oceans of high mountains and flowing water play the guqin (I burn incense and caress another piece of music for you)
The autumn wind is cold and the person who knows my music is in Hanyang (you said that Yaoqin has Six taboos, eight absolutes, and seven do not play)
The moon is missing again and the moon is full again. Who is sad and confused (the string can be picked up, the piano can be restored, but it is difficult to find a close friend again)
Entering the Han River The boat on the Yangtze River goes north and never returns (the leaves shed two rows of tears, and the blue hair is tangled with sorrow)
RAP: The stars move south to the bank of the Mid-Autumn Festival
New soil and hills shed tears for my hope Playing the harp
The sad rhyme of Meizi Mountain is all in vain
In the end, I will no longer play the three-foot Yao harp