Tile a brocade feast and beat the drums three times as a reminder.
The red candle moves the peach leaves and the purple shirt moves the branches.
Use a hanging cymbal, the waist is heavy, and the hat becomes a golden bell.
You can't stay at the end of the song, and sex is sent to the balcony.
Dance song of clothes and feathers
I once accompanied Xian Di and Yuan Yuan to a banquet in Zhaoyang.
There are countless songs and dances, among which the most favorite is the dress dance.
When dancing, cold food and spring breeze days, jade hook down the bar before the incense table.
Yan Ruyu, a former dancer, doesn't wear tacky clothes.
Xia rocked her crown, and she was full of admiration.
Have a graceful demeanour doesn't seem to be Luo Qi, but Gu Jiling will hang up soon.
Xiao, Zheng and flute are mixed together, and the percussion bombs are played one by one.
Scatter six plays without moving clothes, and the balcony does not fly.
At the beginning of the preface, the bamboo pole in autumn breaks the ice in spring.
Floating back to the light snow, smiling and sending Youlong a surprise.
The weeping willows are weak, and the clouds are long.
The moth is slightly folded, and the wind sleeves are low and affectionate.
Shangyuan refers to the green calyx, and the queen mother bid farewell to Joan.
Numerous sounds are urgent for twelve times, and jumping beads shake jade!
Xiang Luan dances with the wings of willows and birds, and the crane song leads to the end.
I was surprised at first sight, but not enough to stare.
I haven't heard this song since 1989 fell into the world.
Listen to mandrills in the city, and cuckoos crow under the dam.
In the second year of moving to Qiantang, I was in the mood to ask my fourth uncle.
Linglong and graceful, thank Zheng, and chestnuts and Shen Yongsheng.
Clear strings and brittle pipes make delicate hands, so that you can make beautiful skirts.
By the lake in front of the virtual white pavilion, just press it three times before and after.
I threw that bastard away. I heard that the stars are scattered now.
I went to Suzhou in May this year to get old at dusk.
A greedy case often invades the night, not listening to it.
Qiu Lai had nothing to do but be bored, and suddenly he had nowhere to ask.
There are many musicians in Wen Jun's Ministry. Are there any female dancers?
There are100000 households in Yun Qi county, and no one knows that there is a costume party.
Just send Long song with me, titled "Dress and Feather Spectrum".
Four flower notes are blue and red, and clothes are written in them.
There are many different forms, just like the dancers in Zhaoyang.
At present, it seems to be a matter of form. I think the past and the present are the same.
Doubt comes from a soul dream, like writing a picture of Danqing.
I love acquaintance, born in singing and shaped in poetry.
Have you seen my song "Breaking the Melody of Rainbow Skirts and Feathers"?
I didn't see my poem "When a song loves clothes".
Everything has its owner, and Yang Zao made a sound spectrum.
You said this kind of dance is rare. It must be "City of Poor Girls".
Xiaoyu, the demon of martial arts, flies like smoke, and the more beautiful it is, the more beautiful it is.
Beautiful flowers and clever smiles have been lonely for a long time, and the nursery is empty.
As you said, it's true. Try to listen to me calmly.
If you want the national color to spread, I'm afraid this dance will be abolished.
Yao Yan's advantages and disadvantages are far from each other, and most of them are just flattery.
Li is not too suspicious of Taijun, and he also intends to teach and take it as appropriate.