Mp3 Recite "Song of Eternal Sorrow"
The Everlasting Regret
Bai Juyi
The emperor of China, eager to shake the beauty of an empire, has been in office for many years, looking for it, but never found it.
Until one of Yang's children grew up in the back room, almost before she grew up, no one knew her.
However, due to the gift of heaven and no concealment, he was finally elected to the royal family one day.
If she just turns her head and smiles, there will be a hundred spells, and the powder and paint of the Sixth Palace will disappear without a trace.
It was early spring. They let her bathe in a pure pool to warm and smooth her greasy skin.
Because she was tired, a maid helped her up, and then the emperor noticed her for the first time and chose her as his bride.
On a spring night, the warm lotus curtain covered her fluttering hair, petals on her cheeks and golden ripples on her head.
But the nights in spring are short and the sun rises too fast. From then on, the emperor gave up the early dynasty.
He wasted all his time on parties and revelry. He is the lover of spring and the tyrant of night.
There are other ladies in his court, 3,000 of whom are stunning beauties, but his love for 3,000 is concentrated on one person.
The golden house was dressed as a charming maid. When the table in the jade tower is cleared, she will hang around and drink slowly.
Brother is listed because she illuminates and glorifies her family so much.
When a girl was born instead of a boy, she brought happiness to every father and mother in the empire.
The high rose plum palace enters the blue clouds, and the broad breeze carries magic sounds.
Song, dance, silk, bamboo, the emperor's eyes are not enough to stare at her.
It was not until Yuyang heard the earth-shaking drums, which broke the tune of the rainbow skirt and feather clothes.
The Forbidden City, a nine-story palace, is hidden in the dust and travels southwest from thousands of chariots and horses.
The imperial flag cleared the way, suddenly moving and stopping, 30 miles from the capital and crossing the west gate.
Everyone in the army stopped, and no one moved until they stepped on them. They might step on those moths.
Gorgeous hairpin fell to the ground, no one picked it up, a green and white Hosta, a golden bird.
The emperor couldn't save her, so he had to cover his face. Later, he turned his head and saw blood and tears.
Hidden in the yellow dust of the cold wind, they crossed a cloud line at the crack of the steeple path.
Under Emei Mountain. The last few came, and the flags and banners lost their colors in the sunset.
But the water in Shu is always green and the mountains are always blue, so your majesty's love is eternal and deeper than the sky.
He stared at the desolate moon from his temporary palace, and he heard the rain at dusk, cutting his chest.
At the end of the world, the dragon car comes home, and the emperor never leaves.
Memory and pain are buried in the soil of Mawei slope. Where is her white face?
Rulers and lords, when their eyes met, cried their coats. They mounted their horses, loosened the reins and slowly returned to the capital.
Pond, garden, palace, everything is the same as before, Taiye Lake hibiscus, Weiyang Palace willow.
But petals are like her face, and willow leaves are like her eyebrows. Whenever he looks at them, what can he do but cry?
Peach and plum trees are blooming. In the spring breeze, after the autumn rain, the leaves fall to the ground.
The palaces in the west and south are scattered with evening grass, and the steps are piled with unswept red leaves.
Bai Fuxin, a disciple of Liyuan, and the fine-eyed grass of her eunuch in Jiaoyuan;
Fireflies were flying on the throne, and he was meditating in the twilight. He will stretch the wick to the end, but he will never fall asleep.
Bells and drums will ring slowly in the long night, and the milky way in the sky will become clear before dawn.
The porcelain mandarin duck on the roof is getting thicker and thicker with the morning frost, and his kingfisher blue cover feels more lonely and cold.
The distance between life and death is year after year, but there is no.
She looked back and smiled, charming in all aspects; All six officials and concubines were eclipsed.
When the spring was chilly, the emperor bathed her in Huaqing Pool, and the warm spring water washed her skin with solidified fat.
Maid to help her, like a graceful lotus, and therefore began to get the emperor's favor.
Hair like a cloud, face like a flower, head shaking golden steps. Spend the spring night with the emperor in the warm lotus tent.
Love only hates short spring nights and sleeps until the sun is high. The king loves his children so much that he will never go to court again.
I am too busy to serve you. Go out with the emperor in spring and sleep at night.
There are no fewer than 3,000 concubines in the harem, but only she enjoys the favor of the emperor.
The golden house hides the charming, and pampers the king every night; Drunk in the jade restaurant adds a bit of charm.
Brothers and sisters are proud of her, and Yang Jialiangzi is even more enviable.
So parents all over the world changed their ideas and preferred sons to daughters.
Yuqionglou of Huaqing Palace in Mount Li is towering into the sky, and the breeze is everywhere in Xu Lai.
Song and dance are in tune, and the orchestral melody is vivid. The king watched it all day, but he liked it very much.
The drums of the Yu Yang Uprising were deafening, and colorful feathers stopped playing in the palace.
Jiugong suddenly became dusty, and the king fled to the southwest as soon as possible with a large number of ministers, workers and beautiful women.
The team stopped and went, but it traveled more than a hundred miles westbound in Chang 'an.
The Sixth Army stagnated and demanded Yang Yuhuan's death. The king had no choice but to kill Yang Yuhuan at the foot of Mawei Slope.
The ornaments on the imperial concubine's head were scattered all over the floor. A green and white Hosta, a golden bird and a precious headdress.
The king wanted to save face and cried. Looking back at the scene of the tragic death of the imperial concubine, blood and tears could not stop flowing.
Autumn wind sweeps away fallen leaves and loess dust disappears. The motorcade set foot on Jiange Ancient Road.
There are few people walking under Mount Emei, the banners are colorless, and the sun and the moon are dull.
The beauty of Shu made the king of Chu homesick. The full moon in the palace is full of sadness, and the vocal cords are sad on rainy nights.
After the rebellion subsided, Wang returned to Chang 'an, passed Maweipo, saw things and missed people, and lingered.
Under the steep slope of ponytail, in the desolate yellow cemetery, the beautiful woman's face can no longer be seen, only the grave lying in the mountains.
I care about you, tears wet my skirt, and I am sad in Dongwangjing. I believe my horse will return to court.
When I came back, I saw that the pond garden was still there, the hibiscus beside Grandfather's pond was still there, and the weeping willows in Weiyang Palace had not changed.
Lotus looks like Yuhuan's face, while Liu Yeer looks like her eyebrows. Why don't you feel sad when I see this?
Spring breeze blows peach blossoms, plum blossoms are fragrant, and things are different; Autumn rain drops on the plane blades, and the lonely scene is even more miserable.
Guanxing and Ganlutang are full of depressions. In autumn, grass grows and warblers fly. The fallen leaves in the palace are full of steps and have not been swept for a long time.
The actor's head turned white and the beauty of the maid-in-waiting faded. At night, fireflies are flying in the palace, and the solitary lights are gone, so it is still difficult for the king to sleep.
The more you count, the longer the night becomes. Look up at the stars until dawn in the east.
Who sleeps with the king in a cold jade quilt?
Yin and Yang are separated by one year. Why have you never appeared in my dream?
Lin Qiong Daochang is in Chang 'an. It is said that he can attract the ghost of the imperial concubine by magic.
The deep feeling of missing the imperial concubine touched him. He accepted the emperor's orders, did not dare to neglect, was diligent in searching, and was exposed to the wind on all sides.
Driving clouds into the air, like lightning, goes straight up and down, and ascends to heaven and hell, with no result.
I suddenly heard that there is a fairy mountain surrounded by white clouds on the sea.
Exquisite towers and pavilions are supported by colorful clouds. There are countless fairies, all of which are graceful.
One of them is so real, her skin is like snow, and her face is beautiful, as if she were the Yang Guifei that the King was looking for.
When Taoism came to G in the west,
Overlooking the world, Chang 'an is hidden, leaving only dust and fog.
I only use the keepsake of that year to express my deep affection. You can take this box of gold hairpin to commemorate the king.
One gold hairpin, half a cymbal box, one gold hairpin and one cymbal box.
I hope our loving hearts are as loyal and hard as Huang Jinbao's twinkle, and we will always have a chance to meet in heaven and on earth.
Don't be diligent, consult the alchemist, send a message to the king and express your thoughts. Only the king and I know the oath in the letter.
In the middle of the seventh day of July, the hall of eternal life was empty, and we made a pledge of eternal love.
Heaven is willing to be my bird, and the earth is willing to grow branches.
Even if it lasts forever, there will always be an end, but the pain of life and death will never end.
Vernacular translation
Little face: there are many good sentences, and beautiful women are popular. Indulge in the heart and ask Tang _ and Yuhuan.
Little Prince: The second half of the story of the demon cat, the story of the demon cat! Later, this cat named White Dragon became the protagonist of another song "Song of Eternal Sorrow" by Bai Letian.
Phyl: I know this is a show in front of myself, but the imperial concubine concealed her indifference and contempt, and still gave her love to Qingsi and let her die peacefully. This is a woman's greatest gentleness and nobility. Bailong, a teenager under the promoter, is crazy because of knowing, because of infatuation. Tell me that my Feng Dan is your only relative in this world. They are all transparent and lovely characters.
Air: The Song of Eternal Sorrow expresses admiration. The admiration of later generations for the prosperous times, the admiration of Japanese for the Tang Dynasty, and the admiration of teenagers for women are simple and strong. Because of the collapse, there is a strong reluctance, which is the eternal regret of future generations. Now I understand, some people say that this movie is naive: finally, there is a movie directed by a great director, saying that I have no choice but to stand on the young people's side and say that you are really heartless. Unwilling, not accepting, not letting go, lively desire, revenge hatred, this really needs a youthful spirit.