A pipa song "Pipa Xing", euphemistic and resentful, with broken liver and intestines, where to find a bosom friend? A song of bosom friends, a song of acquaintances, a song of confidants! Desolate and sad, how can the love be embarrassing, what is the desolation?
Xunyang Jiangtou night send-off, maple leaves and flowers in autumn. ......The hinge plucks the strings three or two times, and there is love before the tune. The strings cover up the sound and thoughts, as if they are complaining about their lack of ambition. The low-brow letter continued, saying that there are infinite things in my heart. Gently and slowly twist and wipe the re-pick, at the beginning of the neon dress after the sixth. The big strings are noisy like a torrential rain, and the small strings are like whispers. Noisy and staggered, big beads and small beads fall on the jade plate. The bottom of the flower is slippery, and it is difficult to go under the drift ice of the secluded spring. The ice fountain is cold and astringent, and the condensation will not be silent for a while. Don't have gloom and dark hatred, don't have sorrow and hatred, silence is better than sound at this time. The silver bottle burst through the water slurry, and the iron rider stood out with the sound of knives and guns. At the end of the song, beware of drawing, the four strings sound like cracks. ......The same is the end of the world, why should we have met before? ......Who cries the most in the seat? Jiangzhou Sima Qing shirt wet.
Through the sound of the pipa, through the self-description of the Chang'an girl and the poet's twists and turns of their respective fates, the whole poem tells the poet and the merchant woman the same sad and lost feelings, but like meeting old acquaintances in a foreign land, the two are full of excitement and surprise in the depths of their hearts, saying "The same is the end of the world, why should we have known each other when we meet!" A thousand-year-old story!