Verses about praising singing and dancing

Hu Xuan Daughter, Hu Xuan Daughter. The heart is for the strings, the hands for the drums. The string and the drum are raised with both sleeves. The snow is floating in the air, and the air is floating in the air, and the air is floating in the air, and the air is floating in the air. I am not tired of spinning to the right and to the left, and I have no idea when I will be able to do it. There is nothing comparable in the world, the wheel of the car is slow and the whirlwind is slow. At the end of the song, he thanked the Son of Heaven again, and the Son of Heaven slightly opened his teeth for him. Hu Xuan female, out of Kangju, came east for more than ten thousand miles in vain. There is a Hu Xuan in the Central Plains, and she is not as good as the one who fights for the marvelous. In the second year of Tianbao, the times were changing, and all my concubines were learning how to turn them around. Among them were Taizhen and Lushan, the two of them were the most capable of Hu Xuan. In the garden of pear blossoms, they were registered as concubines, and raised as children under the golden chicken barrier. Lushan's maneuvering confused the king's eyes, and he suspected that his soldiers had not yet rebelled when they crossed the Yellow River. Your Concubine confused the king's heart, and the thought of abandoning Mawei was even deeper. The earth's axis and the sky's dimension have been turning, and the system has not been forbidden for fifty years. The woman of Hu Xuan is not dancing in the air, and she sings this song to realize her master.

Cen Sen (Tang Dynasty), "The Dance of the Beauty of the Emperor Tian as the Lotus Flower and the Song of the Northern Umbrella. The red rug in the high hall is full of red rugs, and there is no other song in the world that I have tried to dance. Kaiyuan three years, I was still a child, remembered at a place to watch Gongsun, dance sword junta, Liu Li staccato, alone out of the crown, since the high head of the Yichun Pear Garden, two kabuki workshop within the Scott Scott outside the offerings, know that is the dancer, the beginning of the Emperor of the Shengwen Shenwu, Gongsun only one person. Jade appearance, not to mention the white head, now the disciples, but also the face. Since I can tell where it came from, I know that there are no two waves, so I will be generous and talk about it as "Sword Artifact Line". In the past, Wu Zhang Xu, good cursive post, several often in Yecheng County to see Gongsun Danniang dance West River sword, since then the cursive long, bold and grateful, that is, Gongsun can be known. In the past, there was a beautiful woman Gongsun, a dance of the sword to move the four directions. Observers such as mountain color frustration, heaven and earth for a long time low ang. Huo such as Yi shoots nine suns down, as the group of emperors 4 dragons fly. It was like the thunder collecting the fury, and it was like the river and the sea condensing the clear light. The two loneliness of Jiang Jiang's lips and sleeves, and the fragrance of the disciples in the evening. The beauty of Linying is in Baidi, and she dances wonderfully to this song. I have a question and answer with the rest of them, and I feel sorry for the time and things. There were 8,000 maids of the late emperor, and Gongsun was the first to use the sword. In the past fifty years, it was like a slap in the face, and the wind and dust had moved the royal family to a fainting state. The Pear Garden disciples were scattered like smoke, and the remaining female music reflected the cold sun. The trees in front of the Golden Corn Pile have been arched, and the grass in the stone city of Qutang is desolate. The tortoiseshell feast ended again and again, and the moon came out from the east when the music was over. I don't know where I'm going, but I've been in the deserted mountains for a long time.

Wang Bright (Northern and Southern Dynasties), "Dance Poem"

From the wind back to the beautiful sleeves, reflecting the sun to turn the flower tin. The sympathies of the people are with the pillar, and the shadows of the people are with the string.

Bai Park (Yuan Dynasty) "Listening to the Horse - Blowing"

Cracking the clouds, the jade pipe should be more clean. The Phoenix platform is covered by twilight clouds, the plum blossom is surprised as the dusk snow. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new one, and you'll be able to do it.

Bai Juyi (Tang Dynasty) "Neishang Yuyi Dance Song"

I used to be Yuanhe service Xianhuang, accompanied by the inner banquet feast Zhaoyang. I used to accompany the banquet in Zhaoyang. There were thousands of songs and dances, and I loved the Neishang Dance the most. When I danced in the cold food and spring wind, I was in front of the incense case under the jade hook fence. The dancers in front of the case were as beautiful as jade, and they did not wear the ordinary clothes of the world. The dancer's face is like jade, and she does not wear the ordinary clothes of the world. She has a rainbow dress, a cape and a shaking crown, and a pearl necklace. The dancers were not dressed in ordinary clothes, but in the jade hooks of the balcony, in front of the incense table. Chime, xiao, zheng, and flute are all intertwined with each other, and the sound of wan playing and blowing is meandering. In the middle of the program, the music is broken, and the music is played in the middle of the program. In the middle of the sequence, the bamboo poles are cracked in the fall and the ice in the spring. The snow is light, and the dragons are frightened by the sweetness of it. The willow is powerless after dropping the hand, and the clouds want to be born when trailing the train diagonally. The earthworm's moths are not as graceful as they should be, and the windy sleeves are as low as they are sentimental. The Queen Mother waved her hand to bid farewell to Flying Qiong. The sound of the music is twelve times rapid, jumping beads and shaking the jade clanging! After the dance, the luan closed its wings and the crane ended its song with a long cue. At that time, I was shocked at first sight, and gazed and listened carefully. I have been on earth for eighty-nine years, but I have never heard this song before. I have never heard this song before, but I have heard the mandrill's voice in Penjing, and I have only heard the azalea's cry in Ba Gorge. In the second year after I moved to Qiantang, I was in the mood to ask about silk and bamboo. Linglong Konghou Xie Haozheng, Chen Zurna Shen Pingxiang. With his delicate hands on the clear strings and pipes, he was able to teach the neon dress a song. The lake in front of the Pavilion of Vain White is surrounded by water, and I have pressed the button three times before and after. I left my son behind, but now I hear that they are all scattered. This year, I went to Suzhou in May, and the clock was ringing in the morning and the horn was urging me to go gray. I always read the paperwork at night, but I don't listen to the music and songs until fall. In the fall, there is nothing to do, and I suddenly remember that I have no place to ask about Nishang. I heard that there are many musicians in the ministry, and I asked if there are any Nishang dancers. The answer was that no one in the seven counties or the 100,000 households knew of the Nishang Dance. The only thing I did was to send me a long song, which I titled "The Neishang and the Feathered Garments". There are four pieces of flower paper in red between the blue and the red, and the actual record of the Nishang is in it. I can see a thousand shapes and forms, just like the dancers in Zhaoyang. It is as if I had seen the shape and quality in front of my eyes, and I thought of it as the same in the past and the present. It is suspected that they are called from their souls and dreams, and they seem to be written out in a picture. I love the neon dresses, and you know that I love them, and I love them in song and in poetry. If you don't see my song, you'll see that I've broken the Nishang Yuyi song, and I'll see that I've written a poem that says, "I love the Nishang when it's not yet time for me to shoot it". The Yangs created the sound, and the Yangs created the score. You said that this dance is hard to find, but it must be a poor woman in the city. The Wu demon Xiaoyu flew into smoke, and the Yue Yan Xishi turned into soil. The delicate flower with a smile has long been lonely, and Waguan Ramie has no place to go. If what you say is true, try to listen to me calmly. If you want to see the national color to be passed down, but I am afraid that this dance will be abolished on earth. Simply ugly women are better than ugly women, and most of them are just raised by people. I'm not sure if you're going to be able to get the best out of me, but I'm sure I'll be able to get the best out of you," he said.

Zuo Qiu Ming (pre-Qin) "Ji Zha Guan Zhou Le / Ji Zha Guan Le"

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1, that step section of the disk and drums have been set up, the dancer from the dance, form of Shuyi wide. Her heart invites her to travel in the boundless space, free to think long and far. The beginning of the movement is like bending down, but also like looking up; like coming, but also like going. It is so graceful, but also so melancholy, it is difficult to use words to image.

Then the dance went on, like flying, like walking; like spicy standing, like leaning. Unconscious movements are never out of order, hand-eye body method should be the sound of the drums. The slender robes fluttered from the wind, and the long, winding sleeves crossed from side to side. The endless gestures flutter and spread out, and the zigzagging body merges hands and feet.

2. The light step is like a swallow's nest, and the rapid flight is like a magpie's night terror. The beautiful dance of the idle and soft, quick and sensitive body fly as light as the wind. She is a wonderful and wonderful, her qualities of jade and ice clear. Cultivate the appearance and behavior to show its mind, alone in the faraway netherworld. The ambition is to show the power of the mountains, and the intention is to dance in the flowing water with a swirling feeling.

3, clear face white shirt, green silk ink dye, colorful fan floating, if Xian Ruoling, the water as if the elves from the dream world. A round of spring moon in the sky to open the palace mirror, the woman under the moon sometimes lifting her wrist and low eyebrows, sometimes lightly Shu Yun hand, hand fan closed to hold up, like a pen walking dragon painting painting, jade sleeve wind, elegant and robust. The sound of music in the ear, the hands of the fan such as a wonderful pen such as silk strings, turn, fling, open, close, twisted, round, curved, running water and clouds if the dragon flies if the phoenix dance.

4, Rui Palace Court. Listen to the Emperor's music, know him a few times. The first time I saw this, it was a new song about picking up the lotus on earth. The willows are light, the warbler tongue category. The first thing you need to do is to get out of the way and get out of the way. I can't help it, but the heavenly steps have long been urging the class to turn. But driving the colored luan, hibiscus oblique hope. I wish to accompany this feast every year.

5. Suddenly, such as between the water sleeve will be thrown open, sleeve dance, there seem to be countless petals floating in the air and down, fluttering, a petal, holding a wisp of incense.

This song should only be on the sky, where on earth a few times heard?

The birds are wandering for it, and the strong man is listening to it with tears in his eyes.

The sound of the song lingers on for three days.

Stroke the knuckles and sing a sad song.

Confucius heard the Shao music and did not know the taste of meat for three months.

The night is still young in the sky and the clouds are dancing in neon; the moon is full and the moon is at the end of the night.

Wu Si Shu Tong Zhang Gaoqiu, empty mountain condensation cloud decadence does not flow.

Jiang'e cries bamboo and Su Nü'e sadness, Li Zhi China to play Konghou.

The phoenix screams, the hibiscus weeps, and the orchid smiles.

The twelve gates of the city are filled with cold light, and the twenty-three filaments of the city are moved by the purple king.

The Nvwa stone is the place where the sky is mended, and the stone breaks the sky to tease the autumn rain.

Wu Qi is not sleeping and leaning on the osmanthus tree.

The chimes, the pipes, the zither and the flute migrate together, and the sound of the presses and the blowing winds on and on.

In the middle of the day, the bamboo poles are cracked in the fall and the ice is removed in the spring.

The sound of the twelve notes, the clanging of the beads and the clanging of the jewels, the dance of the lions, the dance of the birds, the dance of the birds. When the luan dance is over, the wings are retracted, and the crane's song ends with a long cue.

It has been eighty-nine years since I fell to earth, and I have never heard this song before. The name of the city of Penjing is the word of the mandrill, and the only thing that can be heard is the cry of the azalea in the Ba Gorge.

You don't see my song, "The Neon Shirt and the Feathered Garment," or my poem, "The Neon Shirt and the Feathered Garment," but you don't see the song, "The Neon Shirt and the Feathered Garment," or the poem.

The first time I saw this was when I was a student at the University of California, Berkeley, and I was a student at the University of California, Berkeley.

The big strings are noisy like rain, the small strings are like whispers.

Noisy and confused, big and small pearls fall from the jade disk.

The warbler's words are slippery under the flower, and the spring flows under the ice in the pharynx.

The ice is cold and the strings are frozen.

The other sorrows are not as dark as they seem, but the silence is better than the sound.

The bottle of water is broken, and the iron horsemen are armed with swords and spears.

At the end of the song, the sound of the four strings is like a crack of silk.

Guangyan: beautiful face; a pair of long eyebrows and a pair of eyes that can speak a thousand words. The femininity of women is not only expressed in the beautiful features, but also between the eyebrows and eyes. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.

Man dance: long eyebrows, wonderful eyes, fingers, waist, bun flower, pleated skirt, fine steps - from "light cloud-like slow movement" to "whirlwind-like speed".

The charisma: Most Indian dances express religious stories, and the Kalama sisters' dance is a divine expression of "sorrow and happiness". So that people do not have to stick to the storyline, and for the joy of the sad, subtle dance across the cultural divide, so that people's hearts are connected. "We look at her suddenly knitted eyebrows ...... so that one can almost hear the clanking strings". The dance achieves this kind of divinity, which is truly breathtaking.

The use of language to express stage art is very difficult and requires great language skills. This article is mainly used metaphor and prose and other rhetorical devices, image vividly expressed the Karama sisters exquisite dance. Such as "light cloud like slow move, whirlwind like speed turn" "suddenly knitted brows ...... so that one can almost hear the clank of the strings" "Lotus flower blossom petal trembling, the deer's fast walk and leap, the deer's fast walk and leap, the deer's fast walk and leap, the deer's fast walk and leap, the deer's fast walk and leap. Deer's walk and leap, peacock's high view," and so on, as far as possible, the visual image into the language image, and through the language so that readers can play their own imagination, to get the language and the dance image of the double aesthetic enjoyment.

Song of Long Hatred

Bai Juyi

The Emperor of the Han Dynasty, who is a heavy color thinking about the country, the Royal House of many years to seek not to.

The Yang family has a daughter who has grown up, but she has not been recognized by the people.

She was born to be a beautiful woman, and was chosen to be with the king.

A smile and a hundred winks, the six palaces are colorless.

The spring cold gives a bath in the Huaqing Pond, and the warm water is slippery.

The servant helped her up and she was weak, and it was the first time that she received a new favor.

The first time I saw this was when I was a little girl, and the second time I saw it was when I was a little girl, and the third time I saw it was when I was a little girl.

The night is short and the sun is high, and from now on, the king will not go to court in the morning.

The king has no time to spend on the banquet, and the night is a special night for the spring tour.

The palace of three thousand people, three thousand favorites in one.

The golden house is made up to serve the night, and the jade palace is drunk and spring.

All of my sisters and brothers are in the same place, and I am sorry to see that they have been given the honor of being born.

The world is full of parents who do not want to give birth to a son or a daughter.

The LIX Palace is high up in the green clouds, and the immortal music is heard everywhere.

Slowly singing and dancing, the king is not able to see enough.

The drums of the Fishing Sun were carried to the ground, breaking the neon dress and feather coat song.

The city of nine queues was filled with smoke and dust, and thousands of riders traveled southwest.

The city of Cuihua was in a state of flux, and it was more than a hundred miles west of the capital gate.

The six armies were not sent out, and they died before the horse.

The flower inlays were left uncollected, and the sparrow's head was scratched.

The king couldn't save his face, and he looked back to see the blood and tears flowing together.

The wind was so strong that the cloud stacks were so long that it was hard to climb up to the sword pavilion.

Few people walk under Emei Mountain, and the sun is thin on the flags.

The water of Sichuan River is blue and the mountains are green.

The moon is the color of sadness in the palace, and the bell is the sound of broken hearts in the night rain.

The sky is spinning and the dragon is harnessed.

In the mud at the bottom of Mawei Slope, the jade face is not seen in the empty place of death.

The king and his ministers looked at each other with their clothes on their backs, and looked to the east at the gate of the capital to believe in the return of the horse.

All the pools and gardens are still the same, and the hibiscus and willow are still there.

Hibiscus like face and willow like eyebrow, how can I not shed tears.

The spring breeze and peach and plum blossoms, the fall rain and sycamore leaves fall.

In the south of the Western Palace, there is a lot of autumn grass, and the fallen leaves are not swept away.

The pear garden disciples have new gray hair, the Pepper Room is old.

The evening hall fireflies think quietly, lonely lamps pick all not sleep.

The bells and drums of the night are late, and the stars are nagging for the dawn.

The lovebirds are cold and the frost is heavy, and the jade coverlet is cold.

I have been away from you for so many years, and I have never seen your soul in my dreams.

The Taoist monk from Qionglong, Mr. Hongdu, was able to bring his soul with sincerity.

In order to help the king to think about it, he taught the priests to look for it.

He was a man of the world, a man of the world, a man of the world, a man of the world, a man of the world, a man of the world, a man of the world, a man of the world.

The two places were nowhere to be seen.

I heard that there is an immortal mountain on the sea.

The pavilion is exquisite, and there are many fairies in it.

There is a person in the word Taizhen, snow skin and flower appearance is different.

Bibimbap in the west room of the golden palace, and I told Jade to report to her.

I heard of the envoy of the son of the Han Dynasty, and I was frightened by his dream in the tent of Nine Valleys.

The first time I saw you was when I was a young girl, and I was so happy to see you, I was so happy to see you.

The cloud bun is half partial to the new sleep, the flower crown is not whole down the hall.

The wind is blowing, and it's like a neon dress and feather dance.

The pear blossom is a branch of the spring with rain.

The first time I saw you was when I was in the middle of the night, when I was in the middle of the night, when I was in the middle of the night.

The love in the Zhaoyang Palace is over, and the days and months are long in the palace of Pengcai.

When I look back at the world, I can't see Chang'an, I can't see the dust and fog.

Only the old things to express my deep love, ? ? ? ? ? ? will be sent.

The hairpin is a fan of one strand, and the hairpin is a coin of gold.

But I hope that my heart will be as strong as the golden tin, and I will meet you in heaven and on earth.

I'm sorry to hear that, but I'm sorry to hear that, but I'm sorry to hear that, but I'm sorry to hear that, but I'm sorry to hear that.

On the seventh day of the seventh month, in the Hall of Eternal Life, when no one is whispering in the middle of the night.

In the sky, I wish to be a bird with two wings, and in the earth, I wish to be a branch with two branches.

The sky is long and the earth is long, and this hatred has no end.

The verse with the dance in the middle