The original song "Pipa Xing" was sung by singers Qi Ran and Shen Querren.
"Pipa Xing" is a song with lyrics by Bai Juyi, music by Tu Youqin, and sung by Qiran and Shen Tranquil Ren.It is one of the songs in the Gaoxue backing series, and the rearranged version of Pipa Xing (Lyric Version) was re-released on July 5, 2019.
"Pipa Xing" was originally sung by singer Qi Ran and Shen Tranquil Ren in the original song.
Qiran is a male singer in mainland China. Representative works are "burning rhinoceros shine night", "pipa line", etc. In May 2017, released studio "high school endorsement series" song "pipa line"; in June, won the microblogging super red man festival "top ten music red man"; in July, released the album "qi - 23".
Shenyang, a member of the Chinese People's Political Consultative Conference (CPPCC), is a member of the CPPCC.
Shen Jingren, Chinese singer. Individual original representative works: "Ancient Lane", "ink fragrance into the painting", "betting on life" and so on. Collaborative original representative works: the college entrance examination memorization series of songs "Pipa Xing", "A Fang Palace Fugue", "Li Sao", "Easy to Travel", etc.; radio drama theme song "Scattered Wild", etc..
Lyrics of "Pipa Xing"
The night of the Xunyang River sends off the guest, the maple leaves and the dirigible flowers in the autumn
The master dismounted from the horse and the guest was on the boat
The wine was to be drunk, but there was no pipa strings, the drunkenness was not joyful and miserable
Farewell to the bewildering river drenched in moonlight
Suddenly, we hear the sound of the pipa on the water, and the master forgets to return to the guest, and the guest doesn't send out
The master forgot to return to the house. The strings are noisy like rain, and the small strings are like whispers
The strings are noisy, and the strings are like whispers
The strings are noisy, and the strings are mixed up, and the big pearls fall from the jade plate
The pearls fall from the jade plate
Between warblers' voices and flowers, it's hard to get the icing down on the ice in the phantom spring
Ice springs are cold, and the strings are cold, and they are frozen, and they don't sound like they've been heard before
There is a different kind of sorrow that comes with a secret hatred, and at this time, the silence is better than the sound.
It is said that I am a girl from the capital, and my family lives under the Toadstool Tomb
I learned the pipa in my thirteenth year, and I was the first to be taught the lute
I was taught to wear the pipa when I sang it, and my make-up was made up in a way that made the Qiu Niang envious
The young people of the Five Tombings were so eager to be married, and they didn't know how much they were going to be able to sing a song of raw silk red.
My brother died in the army, my aunt died in the army, and my colors are still the same in the future
The oldest woman is married to a merchant's wife
The merchant is more interested in profit than in parting with her, and in the month before last, I went to buy tea at Fu-liang
I went to the mouth of the river to keep the empty boat, and the moonlight was bright and the river was cold
The river was cold
The night is deep, and I suddenly dream of my youth, and my dreams cry and make up and cry and cry and tear and cry and cry and cry.
The Red Ribbon
I heard the pipa and sighed, and then I heard it again
The same people at the end of the world, why should we ever meet again
I resigned from the emperor's capital last year, and was banished to Xunyang City
The land of Xunyang is secluded, and there is no music, and I don't hear any sound of silk or bamboo in all my years
I live close to the Penjiang River and the land is low and humid, but yellow reeds and bitter bamboos are growing all around me
What is the thing that I hear in between the daytime and nighttime? The azalea cries for blood, the apes wail
Spring flowers, autumn and moonlight, and I often drink alone
It's hard to listen to the mountain songs and the village flute
Tonight I hear you speak of the pipa, as if it were music of the immortals, and I hear your ear for a moment
I won't sit down to play a song, but I will compose a song for you
The Song of the Pipa
It's a song of the Pipa
I feel that I've been standing there a long time, and I'm sitting there, urging my strings to hurry up
The strings hurry up
The strings hurry up
The strings hurry up.
The sound of the lute is not like the sound of the front, but all the people in the audience are crying.