Seek the fragments describing Jing Hong's dance in Zhen Huan's biography.

Cheer up and jump, and my people jump, too. Except for eyebrow zhuang's piano and Ling Rong's singing, the whole Fuling Palace was silent, as if no one was there. The wide sleeves danced like clouds, and Lingling, who wore beads of Buddha, shook, her waist was as soft as willow, and she gradually leaned back and leaned down. The purple radish in full bloom in the courtyard was led by the dancing sleeves, and it was so excited that it rained all over the sky, just like the apricot blossom I stepped on that day.

Ling Rong's singing is beautiful, Mei Zhuang's music is beautiful, and I only concentrate on dancing. I thought, Cao Jieyu underestimated me too much. I thought I was born in a poetic family, so I'm not good at dancing. Although I am lucky to be a poet, I know that there is no need to show all the beautiful things at once, and there are also surprises to attract the attention of the people you want to attract.

I'm not worried about my dancing skills. My aunt, who lived in Jiangnan when she was a child, often taught me to dance. When I was seven or eight years old, I heard that Queen Chunyuan's "Surprised Dance" turned all beings upside down, and all the viewers sighed. I have a competitive heart in my mind, so I specially asked my dad to invite a dancer who accompanied Queen Chunyuan in the palace to teach me, and studied Luo Shenfu and all the historical materials related to Mei Fei Hongjing Dance. Only after ten years of hard training can I achieve such achievements.

However, to my embarrassment, my "Hongjing Dance" originated from the creation of the Queen of Spring Garden that day, and her movements and postures were all imitated by her. How can we follow suit and have our own style, so as not to make people suffer from disrespect for the old queen? It's really difficult to jump something new at this moment, which requires a lot of planning.

Suddenly, I heard a clear flute rising high, as bright as blue waves and light clouds coming out of the hole. A flutter and dance has seen the king of Qinghe in court, with a purple flute blowing on his lips, purple flowers all over the sky and a white skirt blowing like the wind. After a few notes, the tune has lost its ordinary "Jing Hong Dance" tone. For example, the blue sea is full of tide, the jade flowers are falling, and the two tones are higher, which is longer and more soothing.

Eyebrow zhuang alert, tone sandhi rhythm has kept up with the king of qinghe, LingRong also changed the tone to sing.

I feel very relieved and happy. This song of King Qinghe played at will, which freed me from the shackles of the dance I learned on weekdays, and my sleeves were full of surprises. The petals of purple radish have brushed my temples and landed on my sleeves. With the melody of music, they have become a fragrant sea of clouds.

Is jumping merrily, eyebrow zhuang piano gradually low down, a few messy, is the follow-up. I hurried back, frowning, covering my mouth, as if I were going to throw up. I didn't think much in my hurry, only to see King Qinghe throw the purple flute at me, grab the "Sauvignon Blanc" and sit on the ground to caress the piano.

Zhuang Mei was helped down to rest by the maid-in-waiting. I took the purple flute, and I immediately had a dispute under my heart. In the past, Mei Fei Jiang Caiping was lucky enough to be in Xuanzong of Tang Dynasty. Because he is proficient in poetry and music, he is better at singing and dancing, and he is deeply loved by Xuanzong. Mei Fei was named "Meijing" by Xuanzong posthumous title for "blowing white Yu Di and writing" Dance of Hong Jing ". Now that I have a flute in my hand and can dance, I naturally can't compare with the graceful posture of the unarmed Pure Yuan Queen, let alone disrespect and trespassing. More importantly, "Hong Jing Dance" originated from Mei Fei, which is not a digression.

Thinking of the flute on the lips, the feet turn bigger and bigger, the skirt rotates like pomegranate, and it sounds like running water. The people around you have become a circle of white shadows, but the breath does not promote chaos. A beautiful song.

I heard the sound of the flute chasing the flute in the rotation, but I am familiar with it. I'm more happy to know that it was played by Ling Xuan. A look flew away, and he stared at each other as if he had met for the first time that day. As soon as my heart is warm, I don't want to take care of the water. It's green and south.

The sound of flute and flute is in harmony, the sound of piano is curled up, and the sound is manman, gradually slowing down, if there is something, it seems nothing. The body is like a soft willow in the wind, rotating with the sound of the beam. The bright and colorful gauze at the waist between the two arms slowly spread out and became a gorgeous flower, which was placed on the snow-white temple stone. Yingying raised her eyes and looked at Ling Xuan coming towards me. He held out his hand to me and held me in his arms. He whispered in his ear, "How many surprises do you have that I don't know?"

the second part

In the Oriental Plum Blossom, a woman came out in a soft light yellow silk dress, covered with a heavy lotus petal jade silk gauze embroidered with pink gold, silver and silk threads, like smoke. It was glittering, and the ground was woven with long skirts painted by birds. The skirt is decorated with countless colorful spar, which is dazzling. In contrast to her gorgeous clothes, the hair with jagged crystal tassels rolled up is as dazzling and elegant as the bright moon in the night sky. Every dance, plum blossom petals and light snow on the branches swirl in her hair at the temples, fall on her sleeves and skirts, rise with the melody of music, and diffuse into fragrant clouds, as if red flowers and white snow were all emitted from her breath. In the cold night, it is obvious that the rich fragrance from the slender and charming body under the thin Luo clothes dilutes the fragrance of plum blossoms, and everyone wants to get drunk.

Ling Xuan's eyes were attracted, and he couldn't help being infatuated. Everyone was stunned, and the woman suddenly turned around, looking forward to it, and her eyes were as fascinating as ghosts. Some concubines can't help exclaiming, "An Guifei!"

The petite face of a woman, like the petals of a lotus flower, shines like a spring flower on peach blossom jade's face. Her body smell was tangy, Ling Xuan's nose moved slightly, and she was intoxicated, so she unconsciously let go of my hand.

I took a step back without changing color, reached for a cold plum, put it in front of my nose, and sniffed it gently, only feeling a cool fragrance seeping into my heart. Plum blossoms in Meiyuan are as fragrant as ever, and Anling looks beautiful. However, if we recall the stunning dance of the Queen of Spring Garden, jade bone with Ice Muscle is probably better than the Fairy of Yaotai.