Dance back to the red sleeves, song worry convergence Cui Dian. The whole hall is open to illuminate the Yao, and the seat is just like Cindy.
Suddenly, such as between the water sleeve will be thrown open, sleeve dance, there seem to be countless petals fluttering in the air and down, fluttering, a petal, holding a wisp of incense ......
Cui flute, white, Lin Feng quietly blowing a flute, the light wind brought up the sleeve fluttering, and Ling Ning in front of him is more such as a fairy, the two with A beautiful picture, never thought that two people standing together can be so harmonious, so perfect ......
The flute sound gradually anxious, her posture also dance more and more quickly, such as jade hand turn flowing, skirt fluttering, a pair of smoke water eyes want to talk, the flow of light flying, the whole person as if the fog of the flower, misty, misty, flashing beautiful colors, but also the color of the flickering, the flickering, the flickering, the flickering. Flickering with beautiful colors, but is so unattainable ......
Your dance is light, light like a swallow, body as soft as a cloud, arms as soft as boneless, step by step lotus-like dance, such as butterflies fluttering between flowers, such as gurgling water, such as the moon in the mountains, such as the morning sun in the alley, such as the tip of the lotus leaf dew, so that I am like a drink. I'm so drunk that I can't restrain myself.