1. At this time, the plates and drums of the festival have been set, and the dancers are dancing calmly and comfortably. Her heart invited her to swim in the boundless space and think freely. The first action, like bending over and looking up; Like to come and go, it is so elegant and melancholy that it is difficult to visualize it in words. Then dance, like flying, like walking; Like a sharp position, like a tilt.
Casual actions will never lose their statutes. Hands, eyes and posture should be matched with drums. The slender Luo clothes danced with the wind, and the long sleeves that lingered around crossed each other. An endless stream of gestures fluttered and scattered, and the tortuous figure and hands and feet merged together.
2. On this vast grassland, they danced shepherd's dance, drank plateau wine and rested on the green grass, which was really enjoyable. Their free and easy, uninhibited, is showing the rough and unrestrained grassland people, the straightforward and frank grassland people, the enthusiasm and generosity of grassland people, the vast grassland people, the heroic grassland people!
A group of beautiful women in green came in the rain and walked in the rain with thin oil-paper umbrellas. Soft embroidered green gauze sleeves from the wrist; Gently slide down, revealing tender bamboo shoots-like arms; The smiling face keeps spinning with the brisk pace. Elegant sleeves and skirts are like green wind, green smoke and green fog ... they are like water in the south of the Yangtze River, flowing slowly and endlessly.
4. How should we describe the dance of Indian Karama sisters? If I were a poet, I would write a long poem to describe their various dances. If I were a painter, I would use all kinds of colors to show their clear eyebrows and gorgeous clothes.
If I were a composer, I would use notes to convey their light dance steps and ringing bells. If I were a sculptor, I would simulate their slim, agile and energetic figures on jade. But I'm nothing! I can only describe this amazing dance art with my poor words.
The blooming lotus slowly flew into the sky for nine days with misty clouds. A girl in pink tulle is dancing like a fairy, a butterfly and an emerald with a pale yellow oiled paper umbrella. In the drizzle, a dozen girls in green with umbrellas are like green leaves, delicate and green. The wind is blowing the leaves, and the girl in red is like a lotus with dew. Under the shade of green leaves, she is graceful and charming. What a nice rain in Mao Mao! What a rainy girl!