Ancient poems about dance

1. China's ancient poem about dance, like a thunderbolt, gave vent to its anger, like the shining calm of rivers and seas, ended. 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.

2. 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.

323131335323631343231363533585E5EB9313333333393738 Sympathy urges the column, and the shadow goes to 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, years ago, there was a beautiful Gongsun who danced her dagger and drew it 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 more and more urgent, 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. 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. 323131335323631343231363533585E5EB9313333333393738 Sympathy urges the column, and the shadow goes to 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. Gancheng listens to mandrill, 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.

5. The old saying describing dancing is 1, and the colorful sleeves hold the jade clock diligently.

Those days, I was drunk and red. 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.

Remember to meet each other after parting. A few times, I dreamed of being with you.

Tonight, I look at you with a silver lamp, but I'm afraid this meeting is in my dream. 2. Cui Di, dressed in white, Lin Feng quietly plays the flute, and the breeze blows her skirt. In front of her, Ling Ning is more like a fairy on earth. The two of them make a beautiful picture. I never thought that standing together could be so harmonious and perfect.

The flute is getting more and more urgent, and her posture is dancing faster and faster. The jade hand lingers, the skirt flies, a pair of misty eyes want to talk, and time flies. The whole person is like a flower separated from the fog, hazy and ethereal, flashing beautiful colors, but it is so out of reach. 4. Suddenly, the sleeves will swing and dance. It seems that there are countless petals falling in the air, swaying and dragging, holding a ray of agarwood.

5, the sleeves are fragrant, and the red fragrance is in the autumn smoke. Qingyun 62616964757A 68696416FE78988E698331333656637 The wind is swaying on the ridge, and the water of Yang Guifei is blowing by the tender willow pond.

6. You dance lightly, as light as a swallow, as soft as a cloud, as soft as a bone, step by step, like a lotus flower, like a butterfly flying among flowers, like running water, like a bright moon in the mountains, like the morning light in an alley, like a round dewdrop on the tip of a lotus leaf, which makes me intoxicated like wine. 7, the muscles are not dirty and naive, Xiao Lai Li Yu Yao Chi.

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.

8. Listen to Jun Tian Le Di's songs and get to 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? 9. Dance back to tea and gather green cymbals.

The lights in the hall are bright and the seats are beautiful. 10, pearl tassels rotate and stars shake, and Hua Teng shakes dragons and snakes.

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.

1 1, dancing to understand the shadow, what is it like? Smart, elegant, elegant, smart as holding a pipa, elegant as light snowflakes all over the sky, elegant as a fairy step by step. With 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.

12, Xuanyue mysteriously slowly lifted off and reflected on a woman through the branches. This woman is really beautiful, with white teeth and an eyebrow painted with flowers on the other side. She is sad, but not sad. Her mouth is full of sarcasm, like a sneer, and her eyes are full of sadness and despair. Her waist-long hair was tied with white ribbons at will, dancing in the moonlight, and her white gauze was fluttering in the wind. 13, a thrilling flute sounded, the girls danced with long sleeves, and countless delicate petals danced gently between heaven and earth. 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. 14, everyone was fascinated by her graceful dance and 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.

15, at this time, the flute suddenly turned nasty. The girl takes her right foot as the axis, relaxes her long sleeves, and her charming body rotates with it, turning faster and faster. Suddenly, she flew from the ground, hundreds of beautiful women formed a circle, waving their hands, and dozens of blue ribbons floated out. The main hall is like blue waves, girls fly over ribbons, their steps are light and their clothes are fluttering, just like Lingbo fairies. Applause thundered in the hall, and the voices of surprise and admiration were endless.

6. China has an ancient poem about dance, a sword, dancing with her dagger, which attracted the beautiful Gongsun who lived a long time ago 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 a shot of nine days, as swift as a dragon on the front wing of an angel;

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 later, the royal family fainted in the dusty cave with a flick of a finger.

The musicians in the pear orchard floated by like fog, and now one or two female musicians are trying to fascinate the cold sun.

The golden millet piled nanmu has been arched, and the grass in Qutang Shicheng is 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.

Dance back to tea and sing sad songs.

The lights in the hall are bright and the seats are beautiful.

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?

7. The ancient sentences describing dancing are ethereal and graceful, and the waist is warmer. 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 fan in the hand is like a wonderful pen, like a silk string, turning, swinging, opening, closing, twisting, round and bending, and the running water is like a dragonfly flying.

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 fan in the hand is like a wonderful pen, like a silk string, turning, swinging, opening, closing, twisting, round and bending, and the running water is like a dragonfly flying.

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.

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8. Ancient poems describing dance: 1. "Dancing Qing cymbals and Cao Jiu Dance" Tang Yuan was so anxious that his dancing clothes were tied.

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

Persistence is often complicated. 2. "Chen Houting Dance" Tang Yuanzhang returns to the air, and Lihua sleeves are like jade.

A dance was taught in the backyard, which broke the unknown. 3. "Song and Dance" Tang Li Shangyin stopped shaking and danced back into the snow.

As long as the monarch flows, he will be utterly defeated and ruined. 4. "Dance" Tang Liqiao's wonderful words travel to the Golden Valley, a beautiful stone city.

Xiayi bench turns, flowers and snow move forward. Qinfeng and Qing, the sound of returning to Luan should be elegant.

If you don't want to get heavy, who will enjoy a light waist? 5. "Dance" Zhang Tang Jingtai is a wonderful dance, and the sex is half naked.

When you twist your waist, your sleeves will fly. The fog is light and red, and the wind is bright and purple.

There are not many disciples in the world. 6. "Singing and Dancing" Tang Xiao Deyang leaned over to Yu Pei, lifted his sleeves and brushed off his clothes.

Doubt rises on the eaves, and snow flies like flowers.

9. Ancient poems describing dance:

1. "Cao Jiu Dance" Tang Yuanzhen

Urgent tube QingNong frequency, dance clothes tied. Affectionate solo, staggered sleeves. You can turn the wind back into snow. Persistence is often complicated.

2. "Chen Houting Dance" Tang Yuanzhang

If the graceful return air flies, Lihua becomes the posture of jade sleeve. A dance was taught in the backyard, which broke the unknown.

3. Song and Dance Tang Li Shangyin

Stop Yun Ge's bell and dance lightly back to the snow. As long as the monarch flows, he will be utterly defeated and ruined.

4. "Dance" Tang Liqiao

Wonderful words swim in the golden valley, and beauty fills the stone city. Xiayi bench turns, flowers and snow move forward. Qinfeng and Qing, the sound of returning to Luan should be elegant. If you don't want to get heavy, who will enjoy a light waist?

5. "Dance" Don Zhang Hu

Jingtai wonderful dance, half dress. When you twist your waist, your sleeves will fly. The fog is light and red, and the wind is bright and purple. There are not many disciples in the world.

6. "Singing and Dancing" Tang Xiao Deyang

Lower your body, raise your sleeves and stroke se. Doubt rises on the eaves, and snow flies like flowers.

10. An ancient poem describing dance 1. Dance back to tea and sing sad songs.

The lights in the hall are bright and the seats are beautiful. 2, waterspout Lutong old muscles are not dirty or naive, and Xiao Lai Li Yu Yao Chi.

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. Picking lotus and dancing in Gong Rui Pear Garden. 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?

4. The dress floats into the sky with a wide belt. 5. Beads turn to stars and flowers are full of dragons and snakes.

6. A song on Qianfeng, the dance is broken in the original. 7. Be good at dancing with long sleeves and blow yourself up. I wish you a brilliant future. 8. "Shanglesi": "Gorilla's blood color is the head mark, and the sky sings in unison. However, my wife is competitive, and the tea in the Sixth Palace is a temporary move. "

9. "Music Millennium": "In August, Calyx Building usually plays for thousands of years. Seeing the long pole in the whole city, it became Zhao Jieyu for the first time. "

10, "Spring Warbler": "The south willow in Xingqing Pool is not in bloom, so it is really a plum blossom first. My wife has sung the Spring Warbler and the flowers are dancing gently. "