Pipa Xing Script

1. Act 1

(The autumn wind is bleak, red maple leaves and white reeds are flying all over the sky, flying softly and gracefully between the vast sky and earth like snow and flowers. The setting sun It has fallen, the night is getting darker, and the dusk is sinking. I am bidding farewell to my friends at the head of the river in Xunyang. The orchestral accompaniment is really disappointing!

Friend: Yes! I want to have a long drink, but I feel miserable.

Me: (Took a sip of wine, with a melancholy look on his face) They say a drunkenness can relieve a thousand worries, but I am raising a glass to eliminate all worries and make them worse. Now that you're gone, I wonder when we can see each other again?

Friend: (put down the glass) Speechless.

(The oil lamp as big as a bean tirelessly emits a dim light, and the shadows on the wall sway with the bumps of the ship.)

Me (long sigh) : Farewell tonight!

(The lights went out, and the blurry waning moon glowed dimly, soaking in the vast river.)

II. Act II

( The low-key and desolate sound of pipa floated in the air, like resentment, admiration, and weeping. We stood still and listened quietly)

Me (whispering softly): Who is playing the pipa? So poignant!

(The sound of the pipa gradually stopped, the boatman paddled, and the two boats gradually came closer. We lit the lamps, refilled the wine, and started the feast again.)

I (holding one hand together) At the mouth): Who is playing the pipa? Can we come out to meet you?

(I called several times, and finally, with my warm and sincere invitation, she came out slowly. (Close-up): She walked slowly and slowly, hugging the pipa tightly with both hands, half-hiding her face, The color is haggard, the waist is thin, and the eyebrows are thin. Although she looks downcast, she still has the charm of her youth. Her hands are slender and clean, and she picks up the strings at will)

Me: It has not yet become a tune, but it is melting. Filled with emotions.

(The voice is slow, unable to hide the sadness.)

Me (intoxicated): It seems to be pouring out a life of desolation, which makes people cry!

(The pipa girl’s eyebrows moved slightly, she lowered her head to look at the strings, and plucked them dexterously.)

I (saved the scene carefully): Tell me all the endless sorrows in my heart, that sorrow Like the rolling water of the Yangtze River rushing in.

(The Pipa girl is extremely excited. She meets a close friend by chance, but a close friend is hard to find.)

(Continue to twist gently and slowly.)

Me: (Listen) "Nishang", "Six Yao". Table of Contents of Pipa Play

(Erased and picked up.)

(The sound of Pipa is still floating in the air.)

Three, Act Three

(We are intoxicated by this wonderful music.)

Pipa Girl (very happy, raising her eyebrows): My dear, you are Baitong Music!

Me (humble): I know a little bit. It's late at night, why are you playing this plaintive pipa song on the river?

(The Pipa Girl suddenly felt sad and worried, and couldn't help but pluck the strings. The sound of the strings was noisy, like a fierce downpour.)

Pipa Girl: I am A native of Beijing, his family lives in Xiato. At the age of thirteen, I understood the key to playing the pipa and learned a good skill. In the workshop, my skills are superior to others, no one can compare!

(The sound of small strings is heart-to-heart, like a heart-to-heart conversation between friends, a whisper, a gentle murmur.)

Pipa Girl: Back then, I once played a piece of music that impressed the music master deeply. . After dressing up, she looks like a hibiscus, making the beautiful woman jealous with red eyes.

(The noisy sounds are intricately mixed, like big pearls, small pearls pouring down like a waterfall, falling on the fragile jade plate, tinkling, crisp and sweet. The oriole is light Jumping among the flowers, whistling excitedly)

Pipa girl: The rich children competed to give gifts, and after playing a piece of music, there were countless piles of red silk. Countless red and white wines. I traveled through it day and night, and it was a great pleasure! The clean skirt is often stained with blood-like wine stains.

This year, next year, year after year, laughter continues, beautiful days flow quietly in time, youth is passing by!

Pipa Girl (choke): Good times don’t last long! My younger brother joined the army and left, and my aunt also died of illness, leaving me alone. As the years pass, the twilight passes and the morning comes, the color is pale and the pearls are yellow with age, not as good as before. The autumn wind sweeps the fallen leaves in front of the house, and there are only a few birds outside the door, and only a few carriages and horses. So, she married a businessman and became an ordinary housewife. (p> Choked): The businessman only cares about profit and income, and does not care about the pain of separation. He went to Fuliang to buy tea the month before last. I was alone in the empty boat at the mouth of the river. I was unbearably lonely, so I played the pipa and expressed my sorrow. The waning moon shines on the boat, and the river is cold, bone-chilling!

(At the end of the song, the plucked strings were plucked, and the four strings tore the silk cleanly with a sound.)

Pipa Girl (crying): Late at night, I often dream of my past life...

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(Silence.)

Pipa Girl (sigh): I woke up with tears streaming down my face, involuntarily!

(The boats on the river are quiet, as if they are still immersed in the sound of music. Only the autumn moon in the center of the river shines alone.)

IV. Act IV

(I was silent. The sound of the pipa was sighing, and hearing the pipa girl's confession could not help but evoke all kinds of sadness.)

I (can't help but sigh): We are both fallen people in the world, so why should we be similar when we meet!

(The past events are before my eyes, clear and profound, and I can’t brush them away no matter how hard I brush them.) Pipa Xing Information Catalog

Me (after all the vicissitudes of life, weather-beaten): I resigned last year I came to Xunyang City to stay sick and recuperate. Xunyang is located in a remote place and there is no music. The sound of silk and bamboo orchestral music has not been heard all year round. I live near the Huanjiang River. The ground is low, the air is humid, and it is relatively dark. Yellow reeds and bitter bamboos surround the house, full of vitality. And I can only hide in the house alone.

(There was silence for a while.)

Me (sad look): Do you know what sounds Chao Mu heard during this period? It is the sad cry of the cuckoo, the seed of sorrow between heaven and earth. The apes in the mountains are howling. The moon is full and everyone is full, so I can only sell wine and raise a glass alone. Without the loud folk songs and melodious flute sounds, the messy and tinny sounds are really annoying!

I (extremely moved): I am honored to hear your pipa music tonight. It is like the sound of nature, which makes my ears and eyes temporarily bright. How many times can I hear such beautiful music in the world! I would like to take advantage of this opportunity to write a pipa poem for you to show my gratitude!

(The pipa girl was overjoyed to meet her soulmate by chance, and her dexterous hands skillfully plucked and picked the strings.)

Pipa girl: I will play another song for you. (Unlike the previous song, which is as desolate as water.)

Extended information:

The Tang poetry musical drama "Pipa Xing" is based on Bai Juyi's long Yuefu narrative poem "Pipa Xing", while respecting history Based on historical facts and original poems, it takes Bai Juyi, a very representative literati of the Tang Dynasty, as the protagonist;

It interprets and adapts the depressed life of him and his close friend Yuan Zhen, and finally ends up on the Xunyang River. In the beautiful pipa sound and the sad and touching confession of the first pipa girl, she expresses the eternal sigh of "we are both fallen people in the world, how can we meet each other before".

The whole play is divided into five acts: "Inscription on the Wild Goose Pagoda", "Minglou on the Moon", "Discussing the affairs of the country", "Sending poetry from afar", and "Pipa language", through classical music, dance and poetry narration. Using expressive techniques such as lighting, sound and special effects, Bai Juyi and Yuan Zhen reproduced the profound friendship, bumpy career and the touching scenes of "the sadness is not like the sound of moving forward, and everyone in the house burst into tears after hearing it again".