Midnight listen to music: pi pa yu

At midnight, everything was silent, one side of the quiet space, with a faint dream flowing. A sad, euphemistic and touching “PIPA” cut through the silence. The beautiful melody and melodious melody seem to tell a long story. How many lovesickness is expressed in a pipa, how many sorrows are expressed, and how many thoughts and sorrows are aroused? Left unattended a sigh! The sound of lute, the sound of lute. Lute is a traditional string in our Eastern culture, which is called the sound of gold and stone because of its clear tone and rich expressive force. The sound of the Pipa is round and solid, crisp and bright. Rapidly, there is a trend of storm and rain; In the gentle, there is a drop of pearls and jade plates. The lute was first used as a court instrument, and later it was spread among the folk, and the performance in the public gradually evolved from accompaniment to solo. When I was a student, I had also been edified by Bai Juyi’s pipa. Tonight, when I hear your Pipa, I feel like listening to the fairy music. Bai Juyi, who was then Sima of Jiangzhou, heard the sound of lute by chance when he saw off passengers aboard, so he invited the lute girl to play. The sadness is not like the sound forward, and the whole seat is full of heavy smell and tears. The description is that Bai Juyi and the guests present couldn’t help crying because of the excellent performance skills of the lute girl. Thus it can be seen that the charm of PIPA language is everlasting till now. Who did this delicate and meticulous song “PIPA” come from? This PIPA language was first created by Lin Hai and played by Jiang Yan in the 2003 “pipa Xiang” album. Lin Hai, a very indifferent name. Graduated from the Central Conservatory of Music in 1992, he was a young pianist coming out of Fuzhou. However, professionals in the industry have high recognition and appreciation for him. Talented musicians from the east and the west of the right hand have Chopin’s temperament, as well as Debussy’s laziness and elegance! Jiang Yan, born in Jinan, Shandong province, has learned pipa with Fang Jinlong and GE Yuhuan since he was 5 years old. In 1999, he was admitted to the Central Conservatory of Music and was a teacher Professor Li Guanghua, he is a beautiful lute performer who attracts people’s attention. Later, Xu Jinglei used this song as background music and ending song at the beginning of the film in her movie “A letter from a strange woman. The sound of the lute in the film sounded like the heroine’s deep sorrow and whispers, pouring out her unknown love in her life. “Pipa dialect” takes the sound of piano as the prelude, and the tactful repetition of just three notes creates a quiet atmosphere in the dead of night, which brings people into a kind of lingering and sentimental mystery. Tune urgent when such as mountain stream, tune slow when and as huaqianyuexia. Under the cry of the lute, the murmur of the Lute is like crying and whispering to my heart. The faint sadness overflowing from the Keys touches people’s emotions, making people indulge in the atmosphere of musical artistic conception, adding a sense of tenderness and sadness. The most wonderful part of the song is the faint singing of the female voice in the middle: Ah Ah is really like the sound of nature. Although there is no lyrics, it gives full play to the feeling of desire, which makes people delusion infinite. Before the end of the song, the familiar melody at the beginning was repeated again, and the lingering sound was winding and not going for a long time. The pipa song lightly expresses the unknown loneliness. The leisurely pipa language is so slim that it can fully express the love in the world. Although it is sad, it is perfect, which makes people sigh! No matter in the dusk of returning birds to the forest, or in the quiet midnight, listening quietly to the whispers of the Lute is actually listening to the past of the world of mortals. I listened to this song repeatedly and lost myself in the music. I was so intoxicated that I felt like a lifetime. It seems that I have traveled through the tunnel of time and space in the hazy world and arrived thousands of years ago. At dusk, I strolled alone in yinghualiu Lane. When passing the Pavilion of the building, I saw a sentimental woman sitting in a pavilion with a pipa wrapped in a thin cicada gauze, with a little sadness and expectation in his eyes, his slender fingers were lightly winding, and he played this sad and sad pipa. The string of the Pipa said Acacia, at that time, the moon was there, and the clouds were shining. Lute lightly, stirring silent loneliness, dots like tears, wet dry heart, walking into poems, telling endless lovesickness. She was sad, lonely, helpless, with a heart of thousands of knots but no one confided. She hoped that the people she loved could hear her voice and come back to her side. She completely infused the ups and downs of emotion into the music. Sunset, heartbroken people still in Tianya. However, as time goes by, Xiao Lang becomes a stranger. A Song of PIPA is just to pay tribute to the helplessness of the autumn wind and the painting fan if the life is just like the first sight! The beautiful encounter brought short happiness, but behind the happiness was the long loneliness and loneliness. After the long night, only with the Moon Shadow, red candle, residual tears accompany each other. The sound of Lute has played the loneliness of thousands of years. Who can change her tear makeup into red makeup? Listen, listen, I am deeply moved, I am dejected for this woman’s sad feelings, tears left behind the sound of lute/still ringing here till now/searching through thousands of years/old dream vaguely/This sigh/how much sorrow in the world/wandering in the end of the world/sad tears/sound of lute/Till now, it still rings here/The Plain hand makes the PIPA/The Pipa clear and crisp sound Ding Dong Ding Dong/The Letter hand continues to play with low eyebrows/continues to play/plays with infinite heart/continues to play with low eyebrows/continues to play/plays infinite things in your heart/White: laughter/has become the memory of yesterday/plain-handed lute/lute clear and crisp ding dong ding dong/clear tears in eyes/tears/What is the long separation in the world/clear tears/tears/nowhere to miss each other in the world/A pi pa yu, how many lonely sorrow. The song is over, but the lingering sound is still lingering in my heart. What comes out from a pipa is the memory that evokes the dusty past, which is so far away but just like yesterday, flowing through the tip of my heart bit by bit, telling the distant feelings, just like yesterday’s dream. The slight sorrow and missing all turn into silence and warm trickle moistening the heart. “PIPA” describes the beautiful past after the end of the song, “PIPA” sighed with emotion about the cruel and dark helpless reality, and “PIPA” longed for the unpredictable unknown tomorrow. Wandering Mind, unspoken, only residual chapter flower know Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) change the way to continue to stay with this city I went out at 6 o’clock in the morning and came back at almost 8 o’clock in the evening. From beginning to end, I only welcomed myself with silence; Since I went to college, on weekends… [Original essay] string words Since winter, the sky is dry and the snow is misty. The whole earth is desolate and empty. 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Another dou jun Zhuang

Last week, because I went to condole a newly passed-away relative, I passed by the ancient capital Junzhuang again. I hadn’t been here for twenty or thirty years. I was a little excited, and the flags on the old ancient streets immediately appeared in my mind, the bustling scene of booming business. The sound of the horn of the car called me back from the intoxicated memory. With the deep memory of the past, I knew that we had arrived at the north entrance of the village. Look look for, that fills me with fantasy brings me a lot of fun of small stone arch bridge gone, instead a long more than ten m on both sides with guardrail concrete bridge, after crossing the bridge, the car quickly entered the Central Street. Ah, how did it become like this? Seeing the scene in front of me, I was shocked. Is this dujunzhuang? Past ancient shops, the roar of the traffic ancient capital market went, along the street of the ancient buildings are qing yi se concrete wall, cement house replaced by, looks like planning, very neat, those Yangxia gold gleaming quartzite pavement, also was flat as a mirror of the cement road replace, the whole street showing a modern social dress, this after thousands of vicissitudes, to 1980s still Staples five-arched city disappeared, together with ancient street original various antique attractive display has also were lost, gave me the feeling is as if even original Air also with new building of rise and Ashes. Now, walk in the street, people no longer can’t imagine ancient living environment for a, can’t see shred ancient capital appearance, can’t feel little Majesty sacred taste, here completely become a modern society of village. dou jun Zhuang Ah dou jun Zhuang, your past is glory and brilliant, in retrospect, Chinese one of the fathers of Emperor Shun this good governance, against all odds, from scratch, from weak to strong, established his first capital, Name dou jun Zhuang, is how of prosperity, how imposing ah. Over the millennia, dou jun Zhuang has been economic prosperity, market prosperity, merchants gathered. Jiaqing er shi nian the Feicheng County “records: Feicheng four large set: yanmazhuang set, zhang jia dian set, xiao li set (now is under Changqing district jurisdiction), balance fish set. People wondering why Former so prosperous place, to today unexpectedly vanished? Not to mention here was Emperor Shun capital, time to have a good protection and repair, but another character to on, also have disseminating Everbright basis. It’s also a heng guan ancient celebrity, he is by historians as historiography originator of Zuo writers Zuo Qiuming, his tomb is located in village of northeast head, actually original tombs crippled, now of the tomb is New recently reference as is renovated, very spectacular. Speaking of I on dou jun Zhuang feelings to, in addition to its magnificent interested in history, and another definition, in inside. My table uncle living as door plug son-in-law settled down here, until his death, and table uncle and our relationship is particularly good, he’s my grandma’s nephew, because parents died early, take Grandma when mother treat, special honor, Chinese Lunar New Year, often came to visit my grandma, year grandma’s birthday, he more active. Mosquito Net slip-hanging, ceremony forty. Hear a loud shout, knew is table uncle to congratulate her. At that time, rural labor worthless, a work only 2 hair, forty dollars for gifts, nearly a full labor year income, is table Uncle Carter make money a little more than others, suddenly took out forty yuan is not a small number. No wonder the guests present all Kua table uncle filial, everyone buzzing about: this year don’t say nephew, is own son, so filial mother also does not see more. All say grandma blessed, two a few sub-, a daughter are big filial son, even nephew so good, old man certain can Macrobian, sure enough, Grandma to 89-year-old on past. Table uncle is a man of the world, 13-year-old left home out battles, to rich worked as a bodyguard to to main enduring long, to the rich carried over sedan chair, take Grandma words, is what bitter are eaten, did every kind of job, very adept was a cart driver, that technology cream of the crop, very good. In Daddy’s memory, table uncle he special good, old society we home too little, hit food eat days, to spare himself, Grandma took dad back home up for a while, although Grandma’s parents also died early, There relatives few, but have table uncle there, hungry not dead. Table uncle every day to rich work, home to save yourself of dry food in his jacket brought with, especially in face rare things, he’s totally reluctant to eat, all get it back to Dad, this affection, dad lifelong memorable. To better my life Road, table uncle twenty-year-old alone on broke into capital and returned to its rickshaw wallah and livelihood, and he soon trustee for grandma slightly came Silver, although not much, but indeed solution as pressing danger. Slightly of money to Grandma disclosed a secret, table uncle in Beijing married daughter-in-law, family for his happiness. Home on the eve of liberation, table uncle riding a horse arrived, a meet, Grandma’t wait ask him: daughter-in-law what, no home to me. Table uncle with a sigh, said: the daughter-in-law don’t understand Chinese customs, not live. Dad feel something lurking: don’t understand Chinese customs, sister-in-law not Chinese? Is a Japanese-style bitch, every month collar the wages to her, first half will be gone, second half on borrowed money live, made me less money earned, end a sub-and leave, also owe home debt, do er shi nian might not have. Table uncle more say more gas, Grandma rushed busy quietened him: outside’t stay down, home to just, we here seeing to liberated, poor no longer looked down upon by proprietors who of wo nang qi, this combined live our stable day, and think no more about outside of those a shit. After a while dad impatient, ask table uncle: that Japanese sister-in-law now how, does she know you to our old home in Shandong? Tube her, anyway now Peiping’s liberation, her with hands and feet, hungry not dead. Table uncle showed nonchalant look, dad mysteriously smiled, to table uncle held out thumb has vigour! I sensible, my grandmother used to tell me table uncle story, plus table uncle also often to home visit grandma, therefore, I with table uncle also very familiar, his Leshan also was baptizing, good at helping of excellent quality, left me deep impression. Japanese-style women don’t housekeeping, first half like rich, second half like a beggar view in my mind deeply, by conditions, I never had contact with Japanese, therefore, until today don’t know table uncle said of this view correct. When I was a child, mom and dad all in one county mine work, on meeting with holidays, my father for bicycle carried me home to see Grandpa grandma. In those days the car rarely, no car to home that place to, back home can ride a bicycle, have two paths, a road near, a road far some, dad always elect far some of the road, he’s been this road line fish, half way if something goes awry and find you table uncle (help). Therefore, on this road I go back and forth no fewer than a hundred times, on natiao ancient street on various furnishings are word perfect. This is a north-south direction of the street, width in seven or eight m around, street on both sides shops everything, have sell tea, have fortune teller fortune-teller, sells steamed stuffed bun, the butcher, also have hotel restaurant for people eat. Many shop retaining a portion of the original appearance, antique, elegant pleasant, very traditional charm. In the bustle, bustling, have bigger car relatives, have pick burden market, have catch donkey shipping, have pushed wheelbarrow, more is pedestrian, men and women, old and young, all kinds, stream, the brilliant sunshine Cape throwing in bluestone pavement on, emitting little golden light, let a person feel ancient capital left majesty, ancient tree branches, from street wall in done out, make the person feels ancient street fantastic distant, complicated and confusing, through Street View, people can imagine this vicissitudes many lifetimes of the ancient capital of the misty rain wind. Can aftertaste wasted years of thousand years melancholy, you you xiang marks now, all of all ceased to exist, only left the is endless finish. Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) change the way to continue to stay with this city I went out at 6 o’clock in the morning and came back at almost 8 o’clock in the evening. 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