Ancient poems about dance

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Chapter One: Dance Poetry

Chapter two: Poetry describing dance.

1, dancing low in the heart of a willow building and singing the bottom wind of a peach blossom fan.

2. After the dance, the skirt droops and the wine blushes.

3, the red dragonfly learns to dance with a soft waist, and the spun dance clothes are dyed like palaces.

4. When will the singing and dancing in the West Lake stop?

Soft songs and slow dances, strings and bamboo music, the emperor's eyes can never stare at her.

6, the dance turns back to tea, and the songs gather green cymbals. The lights in the hall are bright and the seats are beautiful.

8. New building with small songs and dances. The sudden rush waved the shirt, revealing half a shoulder. (Xue Neng's "Zhe Zhi Ci")

9, from the wind back to the sleeve, reflecting the sun to the flowers. Compassion promotes the column, but shadow removes the dangerous string. (Wang Chang's "Dance Poetry")

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1 1. Sweaty new clothes can't be painted, and silk corduroy dance clothes are light. Flowers fall from trees without shadow, and snow comes back with wind to love. (Gu Kuang's "Wang Langzhong's Prostitute's Five Chants and Dances")

12, the water in the pond is green and the wind is slightly warmer. Remember the first time Yu Zhen met him. The rhyme of the first song is loud. Into the broken dance, the waist is red and dancing. The jade hook stops at the fragrant stage, and I don't know if it will be late after being drunk. At that time, * * * I enjoyed flowers, and now I don't have half of tally. (Yan Shu's "Magnolia")

13, Yuen Long, Gong Rui. 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? (Lotus Picking Dance)

14, I'm too late to dance, which means to slow down the song, my wrist is too heavy, my waist feels awkward, and my clothes are attracted by the wind. Guan Qing Luo Jianhe, string surprised snow sleeve late. Sing one by one, and you will lose your hands and listen to music. I am so sad, I am so sad. Stay at dusk and love this time. (He Xun's Poems of Maiko) Chapter 3: Poems on the Wind 6.

2. What poems describe "ancient dance"? 1. "Dance Poetry"

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 of them are the most capable in Hu Xuan. 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.

3. Poems describing ancient dances turn to tea, and there is sorrow in the song. 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.

4. There was a poem about dance in ancient China. She began to be like a thunderbolt, venting its anger and ending the shining calm like rivers and the sea. 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 of them are the most capable in Hu Xuan. 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. The ancient poem describing the beauty of dancing is 1. The pearl tassels rotate and the stars shake, and Hua Teng cheers for the dragon and snake.

Dancing with a low heart and singing at the bottom of a peach blossom fan, I don't hesitate to step on the lotus and worry about going to Lingbo for a long time. I saw the dance in the air without a trace.

Stealing through the palace is as stable as Mount Tai and as sleepy as Mount Tai. It's hard to say exquisite, but it must be seen from the palm of your hand.

In many dances, I felt something sacred. At those moments, my soul flew and became one with everything. I became a star, a moon, a lover and a loved one, a winner and a conquered, a master and a slave, a singer and a song, a knower and a knowledge.

3. The mysterious dance drifted away with the wind, and the song sounded like rhyme. Thousands of times I went to the music festival to write lyrics, and my eyes flowed into my temples like waves.

4, the dance phoenix is empty, and the waist temperature is softer. Gently move the lotus step, and the swallow in the Han Palace is old and coquettish.

Turtle played the dance music beam of 1970s, and embroidered the dance music with the partridge dance music. Tang Taixuan's dance moves with the wind, and his singing sounds like a parallel rhyme.

Thousands of times I went to the music festival to write lyrics, and my eyes flowed into my temples like waves. Cao Yu's Nineteen Dances —— Tang Yuanzhen was so anxious to control the QingNong frequency that his dancing clothes were tied.

Affectionate solo, staggered sleeves. You can turn the wind back into snow.

Persistence is often complicated. "Changsha No.9 went to the East Building to watch the dance" —— Don Li Qunyu Part I: There are beautiful women in the south, dancing lightly.

In late autumn, the banquet is full of flowers. Graceful as Lan Diancui, Wan Ru Youlong leads.

The more gorgeous, the more beautiful. Second: the slow state can't be bad, and the complicated posture is over.

Low lotus waves, messy snow lingering in the wind. When I fall, I flow and I want to return to the air.

I just worry that I can't catch it, so I fly away to catch the surprise. "Dancing in Chen's Courtyard"-graceful and graceful, with beautiful sleeves like jade.

A dance was taught in the backyard, which broke the unknown. Song and Dance-Don Li Shangyin stopped Yun Ge's bell and danced back into the snow.

As long as the monarch flows, he will be utterly defeated and ruined. Poetry of Harmonious Song and Dance —— In the Southern and Northern Dynasties, Yu Xin's bridal chamber was filled with flowers and candles.

Yan danced. Follow the footsteps.

In a low voice, loudly. Step by step.

This shirt is not finished yet. Luan returns to the mirror full.

Hegu city should be tilted. I went to school yesterday.

Trust is born in the world. "Hu-abstain from learning near school"-Tang Bai Juyi Hu, Hu.

The heart should be a chord and the hand should be a drum. Double sleeves and drums, snow floating back to dance.

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 of them are the most capable in Hu Xuan. 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.

7. 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.

8. In ancient China, there was a poem about dance. She began to be like a thunderbolt, venting its anger and ending the shining calm like rivers and the sea. 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.

9. 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.

10. An ancient poem with beautiful dance: Spring Times: Song Author: Yan learned to dance with soft waist.

Woven dance clothes are dyed in the palace. Woven into a wild goose outside the cloud, dyed as a light spring in the south of the Yangtze River.

In the peach palace, follow the song. Song of the red sun.

When I came back, the wine with double sleeves was scarred, and the fine print was unintentional. Taiqing Dance Age: Song Author: Shi, Xian Fengju.

Refers to Xiao Dan smoke. The trip to the Jade Palace took advantage of the two classes of herons.

Exquisite rings are full of dresses, but each has its own. Follow the footsteps. Tell Fang with a smile that you want to have a banquet, and then you have to come and go.

Dancing clothes, singing and listening to clouds, lotus roots and intestines, light smoke in spring, and the smoke machine is narcissistic. The golden shuttle drips thin, and the knife blows clouds.

Zhang's son heard the rain at night and danced with Lan Tang at night. Cicada unlined upper garment forest to suppress sorrow fragrance, stealing warbler spring lock golden wisp.

The tube contains blue gas and charming words of sadness, and it must be snowy. The lotus is weak and difficult to decide, and the breeze is not only self-sustaining, but also smiles back to the west window, with few stars.

If you don't chase the king of Qin, you will be like a bed, full of pears. Partridges and colorful sleeves diligently hold the jade clock, but they are drunk with magic.

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. After parting, I remember meeting you and dreaming of being with you several times. I'm afraid meeting you is a dream, because I have a silver plaque tonight.