Southern and Northern Dynasties: Wang Chang
From the wind back to the sleeve, the sun turns to flowers. Compassion promotes the column, but shadow removes the dangerous string.
2. "Song of Clothes and Feathers Dance"
Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi
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's dance is full of wings, and the crane song ends. 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. You can't see my poem "Breaking the tune of rainbow skirt and feather clothes again" or my poem "When I fall in love with a beautiful dress". 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 Juan's Zhang Taijun is not too suspicious, and he plans to learn from it as appropriate.
3. Hu
Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi
Hu, Hu. The heart should be a chord and the hand should be a drum. The strings banged up their sleeves. Back in the snow, floating and jumping. Turn left and right, never tired. There is nothing like human beings. The wheels are slow and the whirlwind is late. At the end of the Song Dynasty, he thanked the emperor again, and the emperor was slightly embarrassed. Hu out, out of the Shu family, came to Wan Libai. The Central Plains has its own Hu Xuan, so it is better to fight for energy. Tianbao season wants to change, and everyone learns to change. One of them is Taizhen Wailushan, and the two have the highest skills. The books in the pear garden are princesses and the golden roosters are children. Lushan Hu Xuan fascinated your eyes, and the soldiers undoubtedly crossed the Yellow River. Princess Hu Xuangui has confused your heart, and she abandoned Ma Wei deeper. From the earth's axis to the sky, it has been impossible for 50 years. Hu, Mo Kongwu, sing this song a few times and you will understand the Lord.
4. "Tian Meiren dances like a lotus in the north"
Tang Dynasty: Cen Can
Beauty dances like a lotus. If the world has eyes, it should not see them. Gao Tang's eyes are red, and there is no dance in the world. This song was introduced to Han by Hu Ren, and all the guests were surprised and sighed. The slow face is full of fiber, and the light brocade flowers are lush. When you roll up your sleeves, if it snows, you will blow a whirlwind from left to right. Pipa flute without turning, Huang Yunhe in Huamenshan. Suddenly there was a sound of stuffing, and the white grass was cold and rustled. Over and over again, if god helps, see the old and see the new. I just know, the song is incomparable, picking lotus and falling plum leaves makes me deaf. The world only learns to dance, how can it be so unrestrained?
5. "Watch Gong Sundaniang's disciples dance swords."
Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
A few years ago, there was a beautiful Gongsun who danced her dagger from all directions. The audience is like a mountain lost between them, and the world moves back and forth with her movements. As bright as an archer shooting down the nine suns in the sky, as fast as an angel in front of a dragon's wings. She began to be like a thunderbolt, venting its anger and ending the shining calm like rivers and seas. But those red lips and pearl sleeves disappeared, and no one except this student smelled of her fame. This beautiful woman from Linying, White God Town, still dances and sings happily. When we answer each other's questions, we sigh together and feel sad for the changes that have taken place. There are 8,000 ladies-in-waiting in the harem, but none of them can dance short sword like Mrs. Sun. Fifty years have passed, and the royal family was overthrown in a stroke of a finger. The disciples in the pear garden dispersed like smoke, and one or two female musicians were trying to charm the cold sun. There are also people who are big and burly next to the tomb of the Golden Emperor, and the Tang Shicheng, which is bleak and bleak. The song has been sung, the slow-string allegro has stopped, the joy is in full swing, the moon in the east rises, and the sadness follows. And I, a poor old man, don't know where to go. I must sharpen my feet towards illness and despair on a lonely mountain.
2. Poems describing ancient dances turn to tea, and the songs are sad. The lights in the hall are bright and the seats are beautiful.
1. Suddenly, the sleeves swung open and danced. It seems that there are countless petals falling in the air, swaying and dragging, holding agarwood. ...
Cui plays the flute, fluttering in white, quietly playing the flute, and the breeze blows up the attire. In front of him, it is more like a fairy, and two people cooperate to form a beautiful picture. I never thought that two people standing together would be so harmonious and perfect. ...
The flute is getting faster and faster, and her posture is dancing faster and faster. Jade hands are lingering, skirts are flying, a pair of misty eyes want to say goodbye, and time flies. The whole person is like a flower separated from the fog, hazy and ethereal, flashing beautiful colors, but so far away. ...
Your dancing is light, your body is as light as a swallow, your body is as soft as a cloud, and your arms are as soft as bones. Step by step, you dance into a lotus flower, like a butterfly flying among flowers, like running water, like a bright moon in the mountains, like the dawn in an alley, like a round dewdrop on the tip of a lotus leaf, which makes me intoxicated.
3. The archaic sentence describing dance turns back to tea, and the song is sad.
The lights in the hall are bright and the seats are beautiful. Cui Di, dressed in white, Lin Feng quietly plays the flute, and the breeze blows his clothes. In front of him, Ling Ning is more like a fairy, and they match into a beautiful picture. I never thought that two people standing together could be so harmonious and perfect.
If you are amazed and graceful, if you are Youlong, you will be proud of the autumn chrysanthemum and the spring singing and dancing, and you will be sad in the song. The lights in the hall are bright and the seats are beautiful.
My fair lady is like a swallow, and my heart is smart and beautiful. Also have both ability and political integrity, elegant.
Pearl tassels rotate, stars shake and Hua Teng moves. We danced and sang heartily, exhausted, and shook the peach fan feebly, from the late-night dance of Liushao Moon until the roof outside the house fell in the middle of the night.
Floating back to the light snow, smiling and sending Youlong a surprise. The weeping willows are weak, and the clouds are long.
The smoke moth is at a loss, and the wind sleeves are low and affectionate. Shangyuan ordered the calyx to be green, and the queen mother waved goodbye to Joan. Then the flute suddenly turned sharply, and the girl took her right foot as the axis.
Gently relax the long sleeves, and the charming body will rotate with it, turning faster and faster. Suddenly fly from the ground.
Hundreds of beautiful women formed a circle, jade hands waved and dozens of blue ribbons were blown away. There seems to be blue waves in the hall, and the girl flies to the ribbon, with light steps and fluttering clothes, just like a fairy.
4. China's ancient poem about dance, like a thunderbolt, vented its anger, and ended like the shining calm of rivers and seas. But those red lips and pearl sleeves disappeared. Except for this student, no one took the scent of her fame and "watched Gong Sundaniang's disciples dance swords."
But driving Cai Feng, Furong is looking forward to picking lotus.
There is no shadow of doubt around the tree, and the return of snow has love from the wind.
Rushing to break, Luo shirt half off the shoulder "folding words"
In late autumn, the banquet is full of flowers. Just like Lan Diancui, just like Youlong's "Nine-Day East Dance in Changsha".
Entering the industry, I saw shoes, turned my face and looked empty, my wrist moved, and my shirt followed the wind.
I don't forget to dance my sleeves and bow my waist, and the street west hooks people's intestines "Pingyang Zhi Zhu Ci"
Mangroves rock song fans, green beads dance clothes.
The red candle moves the peach leaves and the purple shirt moves the branches. Hang cymbals, hip flowers are more important than waist, and hats become golden bells.
5. What poems describe "ancient dance"? 1. Dancing Poems of the Northern and Southern Dynasties: Wang Chang returns to the wind to the sleeve, reflecting the sun to the flowers.
Compassion promotes the column, but shadow removes the dangerous string. 2. "Dancing Song of Dress and Feather" Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi, I once accompanied Xian Di and accompanied 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's dance is full of wings, and the crane song ends. 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. You can't see my poem "Breaking the tune of rainbow skirt and feather clothes again" or my poem "When I fall in love with a beautiful dress".
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 Juan's Zhang Taijun is not too suspicious, and he plans to learn from it as appropriate.
3. "Hu" Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi Hu, Hu. The heart should be a chord and the hand should be a drum.
The strings banged up their sleeves. Back in the snow, floating and jumping.
Turn left and right, never tired. There is nothing like human beings. The wheels are slow and the whirlwind is late.
At the end of the Song Dynasty, he thanked the emperor again, and the emperor was slightly embarrassed. Hu out, out of the Shu family, came to Wan Libai.
The Central Plains has its own Hu Xuan, so it is better to fight for energy. Tianbao season wants to change, and everyone learns to change.
One of them is Taizhen Wailushan, and the two have the highest skills. The books in the pear garden are princesses and the golden roosters are children.
Lushan Hu Xuan fascinated your eyes, and the soldiers undoubtedly crossed the Yellow River. Princess Hu Xuangui has confused your heart, and she abandoned Ma Wei deeper.
From the earth's axis to the sky, it has been impossible for 50 years. Hu, Mo Kongwu, sing this song a few times and you will understand the Lord.
4. "Tian Meiren dances like a lotus in the north" Tang: Beauty dances like a lotus, and the world should not see it with its eyes. Gao Tang's eyes are red, and there is no dance in the world.
This song was introduced to Han by Hu Ren, and all the guests were surprised and sighed. The slow face is full of fiber, and the light brocade flowers are lush.
When you roll up your sleeves, if it snows, you will blow a whirlwind from left to right. Pipa flute without turning, Huang Yunhe in Huamenshan.
Suddenly there was a sound of stuffing, and the white grass was cold and rustled. Over and over again, if god helps, see the old and see the new.
I just know, the song is incomparable, picking lotus and falling plum leaves makes me deaf. The world only learns to dance, how can it be so unrestrained?
5. "Watching Gong Sundaniang's Disciples Dance Sword" Tang Dynasty: Du Fu, many years ago, there was a beautiful Gongsun who danced her dagger from all directions. The audience is like a mountain lost between them, and the world moves back and forth with her movements.
As bright as an archer shooting down the nine suns in the sky, as fast as an angel in front of a dragon's wings. She began to be like a thunderbolt, venting its anger and ending the shining calm like rivers and seas.
But those red lips and pearl sleeves disappeared, and no one except this student smelled of her fame. This beautiful woman from Linying, White God Town, still dances and sings happily.
When we answer each other's questions, we sigh together and feel sad for the changes that have taken place. There are 8,000 ladies-in-waiting in the harem, but none of them can dance short sword like Mrs. Sun.
Fifty years have passed, and the royal family was overthrown in a stroke of a finger. The disciples in the pear garden dispersed like smoke, and one or two female musicians were trying to charm the cold sun.
There are also people who are big and burly next to the tomb of the Golden Emperor, and the Tang Shicheng, which is bleak and bleak. The song has been sung, the slow-string allegro has stopped, the joy is in full swing, the moon in the east rises, and the sadness follows.
And I, a poor old man, don't know where to go. I must sharpen my feet towards illness and despair on a lonely mountain.
6. Poems describing ancient women's dance are ethereal and graceful, with warmer waist.
Transfer to Lotus Steps, as beautiful and romantic as Zhao Feiyan in Han Palace. Turtle played the dance music beam of 1970s, and embroidered the dance music with the partridge dance music.
Jin Shang, the master of the wind, my brother's brother looks at the spring willows before the wind. There is a graceful woman with a white shirt, a delicate face, dyed black hair and an elegant color fan. If the fairy is like a spirit, the water is like a dream.
A spring moon in the sky opens the palace mirror. Under the moon, women sometimes raise their wrists and lower their eyebrows, and sometimes touch Shu Yun's hand. The fan in her hand is folded up and held high, like a pen-and-ink painter in Youlong. She is elegant and vigorous. The music is clear to the ear, the folding fan in the hand is like a wonderful pen, such as a silk string, turning, swinging, opening, closing, twisting, round and bending, and the running water is flying like a dragonfly.
There is a graceful woman with a white shirt, a delicate face, dyed black hair and an elegant color fan. If the fairy is like a spirit, the water is like a dream. A spring moon in the sky opens the palace mirror. Under the moon, women sometimes raise their wrists and lower their eyebrows, and sometimes touch Shu Yun's hand. The fan in her hand is folded up and held high, like a pen-and-ink painter in Youlong. She is elegant and vigorous.
The music is clear to the ear, the folding fan in the hand is like a wonderful pen, such as a silk string, turning, swinging, opening, closing, twisting, round and bending, and the running water is flying like a dragonfly. Pink face has a little red lips, and I am still ashamed of my desire for words.
Beauty is like pink peach petals, and manners are like blue. A bright yellow flowing long skirt, with waterfalls on the edge of dark hair, and a faint smile on her elegant face.
Out of the dust, like a fairy, standing proudly, like a fairy, people dare not stare. A long purple dress floated in the wind and a long hair poured down. Purple clothes are like flowers, and swords are better than snow. It is infinitely beautiful and elegant, noble and unique.
Snow-colored robes are like frost, with bright red Li Anyun patterns on the wide long cuffs, long silver hair flying in the wind, flawless face, a pair of silver eyes, clear and deep water flowing under the moon, and a crimson crescent mark between the eyebrows, which makes the whole face look somewhat noble and arrogant. There is no fluctuation in the quiet eyes, like an ice lake that lasts for two thousand years, but the slightly raised corners of the mouth outline a smile.
The soul-stirring flute is blowing, the girls are good at dancing with long sleeves, countless delicate petals are dancing gently between heaven and earth, and the fragrant flowers are fascinating. These hundreds of beautiful women have blossoming buds scattered around. In the rain flower, a beautiful girl in white appeared like an empty valley and a secluded orchid. With her graceful and ethereal dance and wide sleeves, her beautiful face is set off.
Everyone was so absorbed in her beautiful dance that they almost forgot to breathe. The girl's beautiful eyes were filled with expectation, and everyone present was heartbroken, thinking that she was looking at herself.
Then the flute suddenly turned sharply, and the girl took her right foot as the axis. Gently relax the long sleeves, and the charming body will rotate with it, turning faster and faster.
Suddenly fly from the ground. Hundreds of beautiful women formed a circle, jade hands waved and dozens of blue ribbons were blown away. There seems to be blue waves in the hall, and the girl flies to the ribbon, with light steps and fluttering clothes, just like a fairy.
Applause thundered in the hall, and the voices of surprise and admiration were endless. Pink rose-scented robe and sleeve jacket, covered with a loose-flowered blue gauze skirt, tied with a big bow of soft gold thread at the waist, and the sideburns hung obliquely and inserted into jade hairpin Fengchai, showing a slender and enchanting figure.
It's really a little bit: the blue Rorschach embroidered with phoenix in the yellow, the pink gauze skirt sweeping the floor, the soft gauze of Luo Cui in hand, and a peony flower obliquely inserted in the wind bun and fog temples: the black eyebrows are far away, and the green temples are full of the smell of spring smoke. A turquoise sweater, a pleated skirt with scattered flowers, water mist and green grass, wearing a turquoise gauze water, if the shoulders are cut, the muscles will be coagulated and faint.
Charming, boneless, brilliant, three points. Look at her slender waist with tiny steps, revealing her wrist wrapped in fine gauze.
The eyes are full of clear waves of spring water, and the head is obliquely inserted with jasper dragons and phoenixes. Fragrant and delicate jade is more beautiful than flowers, which means that if the root of onion is cut and contains dani, the smile will touch the soul.
I slept like a jelly, Bai Mudan soft gauze, plum blossom friedensreich hundertwasser skirt wrapped in white smoke cage, and wearing soft gauze, it really tastes a little greasy and crisp. The big peony green gauze is blue and red, and the pink daffodils with scattered flowers and green leaves skirt wander around the ground, covered with thin golden gauze.
The drooping sideburns are inlaid with pearl Hosta seeds, and the flower looks like water hibiscus. Light green long skirt with light blue peony embroidered on the cuffs, a few auspicious clouds hooked with silver silk thread, a row of blue images of sea clouds at the hem, and a wide light yellow brocade wrapped on the chest. The body gently rotates the long skirt to spread out, and the posture is elegant like the wind blowing willows, and the wind bun shows the temples, and the eyebrows and eyes are lightly swept with spring, and the skin is as smooth as gentle jade and soft as greasy, and the cherry mouth is not red or red.
A red silk skirt has a low neckline, revealing a full chest, a face like a hibiscus and eyebrows like a willow. Her eyes are more charming than peach blossoms, her skin is like snow, her black hair is tied into a tall beauty bun, her beads are dazzling in the sun, and her bright red lips are slightly raised. What a beautiful woman. Dance and enjoy the shadow of the moon, which is in the world. Smart, elegant, elegant, smart as a pipa flying, elegant as a light snowflake all over the sky, elegant as a fairy growing lotus step by step. She has flowers in her bun and a pleated skirt around her waist; With light steps and ringing bells, she slowly danced the joys and sorrows of the poem like a light cloud and a whirlwind.
A few years ago, there was a beautiful Gongsun who danced her dagger from all directions. The audience is like a mountain lost between them, and the world moves back and forth with her movements.
As bright as an archer shooting down the nine suns in the sky, as fast as an angel in front of a dragon's wings. She began to be like a thunderbolt, venting its anger and ending the shining calm like rivers and seas.
But those red lips and pearl sleeves disappeared, and no one except this student smelled of her fame. This beautiful woman from Linying, White God Town, still dances and sings happily.
When we answer each other's questions, we sigh together and feel sad for the changes that have taken place. There are 8,000 ladies-in-waiting in the harem, but none of them can dance short sword like Mrs. Sun.
Fifty years have passed, like the rotation of a palm, wind and dust filled the world and covered the imperial house. The musicians in the pear orchard floated by like fog, and now one or two female musicians are trying to fascinate the cold sun.
There are adult-sized trees beside the emperor's golden tomb, and I seem to hear the grass creaking on the cliff in Qutang. The song has been sung, the slow-string allegro has stopped, the joy is in full swing, the moon in the east rises, and the sadness follows.
And I, a poor old man, don't know where to go. I must sharpen my feet towards illness and despair on a lonely mountain. Then the beautiful melody sounded, the sleeve of the cloud waved gently, the butterfly danced and the waist twisted slowly.
7. What are the sentences describing "ancient female dance"? 1. The dance phoenix bun is empty and the waist is softer. Transfer to Lotus Steps, as beautiful and romantic as Zhao Feiyan in Han Palace. Turtle played the dance music beam of 1970s, and embroidered the dance music with the partridge dance music. Jin Shang, the master of the wind, my brother's brother looks at the spring willows before the wind.
2. There is a graceful woman, with a clear face in white, black hair and ink dye, and elegant color. If a fairy is like a spirit, water is like a dream. A spring moon in the sky opens the palace mirror. Under the moon, women sometimes raise their wrists and lower their eyebrows, and sometimes touch Shu Yun's hand. The fan in her hand is folded up and held high, like a pen-and-ink painter in Youlong. She is elegant and vigorous. The music is clear to the ear, the folding fan in the hand is like a wonderful pen, such as a silk string, turning, swinging, opening, closing, twisting, round and bending, and the running water is flying like a dragonfly.
1. Out of the dust like a fairy, standing proudly, like a fairy, people dare not stare. A long purple dress floated in the wind and a long hair poured down. Purple clothes are like flowers, and swords are better than snow. It is infinitely beautiful and elegant, noble and unique.
2. A snowy robe like frost, with bright red lotus patterns on the wide long cuffs, long silver hair flying in the wind, a flawless face, a pair of silver eyes, like water flowing under a river under the moon, clear and deep, and a crimson crescent mark between the eyebrows lining the whole face shows a bit of nobility and publicity. Quiet eyes don't see any fluctuations, like an ice lake that will last for thousands of years, but the corners of the mouth are slightly raised.
3. At this moment, the flute suddenly turned nasty, and the girl took her right foot as the axis. Gently relax the long sleeves, and the charming body will rotate with it, turning faster and faster. Suddenly fly from the ground. Hundreds of beautiful women formed a circle, jade hands waved and dozens of blue ribbons were blown away. There seems to be blue waves in the hall, and the girl flies to the ribbon, with light steps and fluttering clothes, just like a fairy. Applause thundered in the hall, and the voices of surprise and admiration were endless.
4. A pink rose-scented sleeveless bodice, covered with a green tulle skirt, tied in a big bow with a soft gold thread at the waist, with drooping sideburns and slanting jade hairpin, showing a slender and enchanting figure.
5. It's really a little bit: Bixia Luo is embroidered with the phoenix in the yellow, the pink gauze skirt sweeps the floor, Luo Cuirou gauze is in hand, and a peony flower is obliquely inserted in the wind bun and fog temples: the eyebrows are far away, and the green temples are full of the smell of spring smoke.
6. A turquoise blouse, a pleated skirt with scattered flowers, water mist and green grass, and a tulle with turquoise water. If the shoulder is cut into a waist, if the muscles are coagulated, if it is blue. Charming, boneless, brilliant, three points.
7. Look at her slender waist with tiny steps, revealing her wrist in the veil. The eyes are full of clear waves of spring water, and the head is obliquely inserted with jasper dragons and phoenixes. Fragrant and delicate jade is more beautiful than flowers, which means that if the root of onion is cut and contains dani, the smile will touch the soul.
8. Sleeping with a face of spring water like jelly, Bai Mudan soft yarn, wrapped white smoke cage, plum blossom and friedensreich hundertwasser skirt, wearing soft smoke, it's a bit greasy and crisp.
9. The big peony green smoke yarn is blue and red, and the pink daffodils are scattered in the green leaf skirt to sweep the floor, covered with thin golden smoke green yarn. The drooping sideburns are inlaid with pearl Hosta seeds, and the flower looks like water hibiscus.
8. Ancient poems or sentences describing beautiful dances 1. Dance back to tea and sing sad songs. The lights in the hall are bright and the seats are beautiful.
2. Shuilongyin
Lvtonglao
Plain muscle is innocent and comes to Yuli Yaochi at dawn. Graceful and covered, full of beauty, very clean when making up. Too mobile to turn over, it's time to dance. It's still the same sentence: old fragrance is light powder, flowers are not like it, and people are haggard. I want to call fairy Ling Bo. Boating, waves travel thousands of miles. I'm only worried about looking back. The ice curtain is half covered, and the Ming Dynasty is falling. The shadow of the moon is sad, and the dew is scattered. Who leans on the small aperture? * * * In Fang Meng, there are still amphibious snow herons, and it is cold at night.
3. Lotus picking dance
Gong Rui Yuen Long. Listen to Juntiandi's music and know him several times. Struggle like a human being, picking a new biography of lotus. The waist of the willow is light, and the tongue of the warbler is squeaky. Who is bound by the smoke of freedom? Helpless, the shift has been urged. But driving in Cai Feng, Furong expected. May I accompany you to this party every year?
Watch Gong Sundaniang's disciples dance swords and musical instruments.
Author: Du Fu
On October 19, the second year of Dali, Quefu drove to the mansion to see the sword-dancing device of Li Linying's twelve niangs, which was magnificent; Asked his teacher, he said, "I am also a disciple of Gong Sundaniang."
In the fifth year of Kaiyuan, when I was a child, I recorded it while watching Gongsun Jianfa in Yancheng, and I made a clear file. Since Gaochou Yichun and Liyuan Erjifang, they have been admired by people. Xiao is a dancer, but at the beginning, Sun was just a person. Jade looks gorgeous and white. Today I am a disciple and a bandit. Since we can distinguish its origin, we can know the wave. Generous, talk as a sword.
Zhang Xu, a former Wu native, is good at cursive script and calligraphy. He often saw Gong Sundaniang dancing Xihe Sword in Yexian County. Since then, cursive calligraphy has improved and I am grateful, that is, Gongsun knows.
She uses her long eyebrows, eyes, fingers and waist; She has flowers in her bun and a pleated skirt around her waist; With light steps and ringing bells, she slowly danced the joys and sorrows of the poem like a light cloud and a whirlwind.
Although we don't know the content of the story, our emotions can sing with her movements! We saw that she suddenly frowned, showing infinite sadness, and suddenly blushed with laughter, showing endless joy; Suddenly, the drooping eyelids on the side show shyness of turning back and forth; Suddenly, I looked at it angrily, showing all-powerful anger; Suddenly, I touched my arm gently, drew my eyes, smoothed my eyebrows and made a delicate and decent dress. Suddenly stand up, press the arrow and pull the bow, so that people can almost hear the clank of the strings! Like Potian, she forgot the audience and herself in the carnival dance. She just tried her best to tell the beautiful poetry story of ancient India with flexible and skilled limbs and facial features!
A dance performance (little sister Rada, sometimes dancing alone, sometimes with her sister, she is a chick! We find that they are not only gods and people, but also plants and animals: such as lotus flowers, deer galloping and peacock strutting, which can be described incisively and vividly! The most wonderful thing is the "snake dance", the gentle shaking of the neck and the trembling of the shoulders: a series of flexible peristalsis, from the fingertips of the right hand to the fingertips of the left hand! I really can't describe it. I can only borrow two poems by Bai Juyi: "The pearl dazzles the stars, and the flowers fight the dragons and snakes."
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 own poor words.
Hehe ~ Is that enough?