--Dedicated to the Wizard of the Dance
The music started!
Yang Liping was wearing a snow-white silk dress, there are many peacock feathers on the folds of the skirt, a dark green peacock feathers in her head, the whole body exudes a "spirit".
She was lying on the ground and did not move, quietly and suddenly jumped up, lifting a corner of the long skirt folds in the air and kept rotating, rejoicing, leaping, jumping. Sometimes like the water's like gliding through, her slender arms and fingers with long crystal nails, so that her every movement looks chic and prominent, sometimes like a bird's wings are so sensitive; sometimes like a branch of a tree forked out, marvelous and not lose the charm; sometimes as lightning burst out dazzling sparks, in a moment of radiance, beautiful and moving!
Yang Liping's dance is very pure, far away from the reality of the smoke, but very close to what our hearts long for. Her dance is always related to the "spirit" and "soul", borrowing familiar imagery to express the inner realm of people, space, dreams ......
You are dancing there, in the month of the Lonely figure, the feathers falling from the clouds; where you dance, the spinning dance skirt on the rainbow, the dream that can't be guessed in the heart.
In the darkness of the night, only the lonely lake and lonely moonlight, the moon reflected in the lake, accompanied by a slightly sad tune, "peacock" in the lake alone dance, from her face, I saw the "peacock" in the heart of that loneliness, this can also be seen in the dance of her dance. "
Keywords: the spirit of the finch to watch Yang Liping dance
Peacock" often turn their heads sideways behind, let the wind comb their neck hair, lark's moan let the "peacock" thought of what, she stopped dancing, actually lying on the lake, lying, lying, lying, lying, lying, lying, lying, lying, lying, lying, lying, lying, lying, lying, lying, lying, lying, lying, lying, lying, lying, lying, lying. She stopped dancing, and actually plopped down on the edge of the lake, plopping, plopping, she was so lonely ah! There is no animal around her, there is the knowledge of the cold moonlight and cool ulcer evening wind, loneliness did not let the "peacock" lost, she cheered up the peacock, pressed in their hearts and minds of the joy and enthusiasm with their own body to the reflection of the pouring, pouring ...... The moonlight disappeared, in the lake, "peacock" around the darkness, she also flew away, disappeared in the end of the soundless phoenix-tailed bamboo forest.
Yang Liping's dance includes a variety of natural beauty, for such a mysterious messenger as the natural life of the world, a beautiful and moving light figure leaking out the rhythm of life, feeling quite amazing, she danced out of the pure and soft dance. At first glance, one marvels at the subtle language of her fingerprints. Continuing to see, let you realize that its dance charm contains an aura, and then again and again to appreciate, you can precipitate the general eternal beauty of the soul.
The Spirit of the Sparrow is a tribute to Yang Liping, the Peacock Fairy, who aspires to a holy and peaceful world, and the dance is full of quiet spirituality and a harmonious sense of life.