1. Yangyang, a gentleman, holds the spring in his left hand and beckons me from the room in his right hand. It's fun!
Tao Tao, a gentleman, holds the precept on the left, and beckons me on the right. It's fun!
The left hand holds the sheng spring, and the right hand beckons me to play "You Fang". Happy and cool in my heart! Le Taotao, a dancer, waved her feathers with her left hand and beckoned me to play "You Ao" with her right hand. What a lot of happiness!
2. Be simple, and you will dance.
The drums are drumming and the dance will be held immediately.
3, vibration vibration heron, heron in the next. Swallow, talk and dance. Yu xulexi.
translation: It's pleasant to drink there. A flock of egrets flew upward, spreading their wings and letting them go back and forth. Drumming drums kept ringing, taking advantage of drunkenness to go home. What a joy to be together!
4. Poetry expresses one's ambition; Song, chanting its voice; Dance, move your face.
translation: poetry, expressing his ambition; Singing expresses his heart, dancing expresses his Rong Zhi.
5. Kanqi drums, under the Wanqiu. No matter winter and hot summer, clean white egret in the hands of yang.
it's the way to overcome a hill. No winter, no summer, it is worth its heron.
Translation: When the drums are drummed, it will ring in the middle of winter, and the dance on the low slope of Wanqiu will turn suddenly. Whether it's cold winter or hot summer, clean egrets dance in their hands. You bang and dance on Wanqiu Road. Whether it's cold winter or hot summer, you can dance beautifully with heron feathers.
6. The wind blows women. All of you, boys, I'll sing you and tune first.
Xi Xi, Xi Xi, the wind is floating in the girl. Happy boy opposite, I'll sing you and tune.
dead leaves, dead leaves, the wind is blowing you. Brothers, I'll sing you and! Dead leaves, dead leaves, the wind blows you away. Brothers, I sing about you and the Ming Dynasty!
7. The son of Zi Zhong is dancing.
The woman in Zi Zhong's family is dancing under the tree.
8. Dance the drums, and play the music in harmony.
Play the torch and dance in accordance with the sound of the torch.
9. Master people and dance in public.
translation: tall and burly, dancing in public in public.
1. Yu He Tang Sun! Mumu snorted. There is no need for drums, and there is no need for games.
The bells and drums are ringing loudly, and the scene is grand and dancing. 2. Poems describing dance
1.
Tian Shijun's beauty dance is like a lotus flower singing in the north. Tang Dynasty: Cen Can
Beauty dance is like a lotus flower, which the world should not see with eyes.
Gaotang is full of red, and there is no dance in the world.
Translation:
Beauty dances like a lotus, and people in the world must have never seen it.
The high hall is covered with a red carpet, dancing like heaven and earth.
2. Hu Xuannv
Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi
played a string drum and raised his arms with two sleeves. Back to the snow, swaying and dancing.
you never get tired of turning left and right.
Translation:
My sleeves danced in the sound of drum music, like snowflakes fluttering in the air, like grass flying in the wind. Even the galloping wheels felt slower than her, even inferior to the rapid whirlwind.
turning left and right is tireless, and it keeps turning for thousands of times.
3. Watch Gong Sundaniang's Disciple's Sword Dancing
Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
shone like a dagger at nine o'clock, and rapid as angels before the wings of dragons.
she began like a thunderbolt, venting its anger, and ended like the shining calm of rivers and the sea.
translation:
The light of the sword is dazzling, like Hou Yi shooting for nine days, and the dance is vigorous and agile, just like the gods flying on a dragon.
When dancing, the sword is thunderous, which makes people hold their breath. When dancing, it is calm, like the waves of rivers and seas.
4.
In Tang Dynasty, Li Taixuan
lost her dancing momentum with the wind, and her singing was still quiet.
thousands of times I went to the lyrics of the festival, and my charming eyes flowed like waves into my temples.
Translation:
Women's dancing moves are scattered and put away by the wind, and their graceful figures dance, and their songs are as powerful as musical instruments, full of rhythm and very melodious.
She danced with her eyes to convey her feelings, and those charming eyes between her hair temples were as clear as water waves and fascinated people.
5.
Four Poems by drinking Alone with the Moon, Part One
Tang Dynasty: Li Bai
from a pot of wine among the flowers, I drank alone. There was no one with me.
till, raising my cup, I asked the bright moon, to bring me my shadow and make us three.
alas, the moon was unable to drink, and my shadow tagged me vacantly;.
but still for a while I had these friends, to cheer me through the end of spring.
I sang. The moon encouraged me, I danced. My shadow tumbled after.
have sex when you wake up, and then I was drunk, and we lost one another.
shall goodwill ever be secure?, I watch the long road of the River of Stars.
translation:
I put a pot of wine among the flowers, and I poured it myself, and I didn't have any friends or relatives around me.
raise a glass to the sky, invite the bright moon, and face my shadow, and it will become three people.
The bright moon can't understand the joy of drinking heartily, and the shadow can only follow me silently.
For the time being, I will accompany you with the shadow of the bright moon, while spring night is enjoying himself.
I recite poems, the moon lingers with me, my hands and feet dance, and my shadows wander with me.
I share happiness with you when I am sober, and go our separate ways when I am drunk.
I would like to make a friendship with them forever and forget the injury, and meet them at the edge of the misty galaxy. 3. There is an ancient China poem about dance
she began like a thunderbolt, venting its anger, and ended like the shining calm of rivers and the sea. But vanished are those red lips and those pearly sleeves and and none but this one pupil bears the perfume of her fame's
Watching Gong Sundaniang's Disciples Dancing Sword and Apparatus
But the lotus is looking forward toFalling flowers around the trees, suspecting that there is no shadow, and returning to the snow, there is a feeling from the wind.
The five-chanting dance of Wang Langzhong's prostitute's seat is suddenly broken and swaying, and Luo Shan's shirt is half off his shoulder.
Zhezhi Ci
It's a feast in September and autumn, and it's flying. It's like Youlong's
Going to the East Building to Watch the Dance on the 9th of Changsha, looking at the progress, turning his face and looking empty, his wrist moving luxuriantly, his shirt dancing with the wishful wind
and his sleeve bowing and waist not forgetting, and the street west hook breaks the mangrove tree of Pingyang Zhuzhici
. With hanging cymbals, the hip flowers are heavy, and the hat turns to golden bells. 4. The dance "Three Poems of the Book of Songs" is based on
picking Wei
Xiaoya
picking Wei in the Book of Songs, and Wei also stops. Said home went home, but it was still not achieved by the end of the year. It' s the reason why the house is ruined. If you don't live in prosperity, you will die.
pick up the EU, and the EU will be gentle. Said he went home, and he was so depressed. The anxiety was burning, and the hunger and thirst were unbearable. The location of the garrison cannot be fixed, unable to bring the letter home.
pick the EU, and the EU has just stopped. He said he went home and went home again in October. But the king's errand is not finished, I have no leisure to enjoy the quiet good time. Heart is so painful, can not go home now.
Bilviho is the wisdom of Wei Chang. He Lu Si, a gentleman's car. The troop carriers were up, and the four horses were tall and large. How dare you settle down? On January 3rd.
drive four horses, four horses. The generals are sitting in the car, and the soldiers are sheltered by it. Four horses were trained, with the bow and the shark's capsule decorated with xianggu. Don't quit every day!
in the past, I was gone, and the willows were reluctant. The road was muddy and hard to walk, and the thirsty and hungry. The road is muddy and difficult to walk, hungry and thirsty. Filled with sorrow filled with sorrow, my sorrow who experience!
peach flies, burning its splendor; The girl is going to be married and happy to her husband's family.
the peach flies away, which is actually a pity; The girl is going to be married and happy to her husband's family.
The peach dies, and its Ye Zhenzhen; The girl is going to get married, and Comix is in harmony.
Zitiao
Qingqing Zitiao is leisurely in my heart.
even if I don't go, I'd rather not inherit the sound?
qingqing zipei. I think long.
even if I don't go, I'd rather not come?
it's in the city.
a day's absence is like March. 5. Poems about dance
1. Dance turns back to tea, and songs are sorrowful.
the hall is full of photos, and the seats are beautiful. 2, the waterspout Lu Tong old muscle is not dirty and naive, and Xiao Lai Yu Li Yao Chi.
graceful and green cover, ying ying is plain, and make-up is clean when washing. It's too liquid to turn over, and it's time to dance.
It's still the same, and the fragrance of the old days is weak, and the flowers are not like it, which makes people haggard. Want to call fairy ling bo.
the boat is flat and the waves are thousands of miles away. I only worry about looking back, the ice curtain is half-covered, and the Ming dynasty is falling.
the moon is full of sadness, and the dew is scattered, so who leans against the small aperture? * * * Fang Meng, there are still amphibious snow herons, and the night is cold.
3. Picking lotus flowers and dancing in Langyuan Palace. Listen to Jun Tiandi's music and know him several times.
contention is like the world, a new biography of picking lotus. The waist of the willow is light, and the warbler's tongue is squeaky.
free and unfettered smoke and waves are bound. Helpless day order, already urged the class to turn.
but driving a colorful phoenix, hibiscus looks forward to it. May I accompany you to this banquet every year.
View of Gong Sundaniang's disciples' swordsmanship: On October 19th, the second year of Du Fu's Dali reign, Kuifu took a drive to the house to see Linying Li Shierniang's swordsmanship, which was magnificent; Asked his teacher, he said, "I am also a disciple of Gong Sundaniang." In the fifth year of Kaiyuan, I was still a child, which was recorded when I watched Gongsun's swordsmanship in Yancheng, and I made a clear file.
since the people in Yichun and Liyuan, Gaotou, were worshiped outside, Xiao was a dancer, and at the beginning of Emperor SHEN WOO, Gong Sun was only one. Jade looks gorgeous, and the situation is white.
today, I am a disciple, and I am also a bandit. Since we can distinguish its origin, we can know the waves.
He is generous in handling affairs, and talks about it as "The Sword". Zhang Xu, a former Wu native, was good at cursive calligraphy and calligraphy. He often saw Gong Sundaniang dancing Xihe sword in Yexian County. Since then, cursive calligraphy has improved and he is grateful, that is, Gong Sun knows it.
there lived years ago the beautiful Gongsun, who, dancing with her dagger, drew from all four quarters. An audience like mountains lost among themselves, heaven and earth moved back and forth, following her motions.
The twinkling of an eye is like the setting of nine days, and rapid as angels before the wings of dragons; She began like a thunderbolt, venting its anger, and ended like the shining calm of rivers and the sea. But vanished are those red lips and those pearly sleeves, and none but this one pupil bears the perfume of her fame.
this beauty from Linying, at the Town of the White God, dancing still and singing in the old blithe way. And while we reply to each other's questions, we sigh together, saddened by changes that have come.
there were eight thousand ladies in the late Emperor's court, but none could dance the dagger-dance like Lady Gongsun. Fifty years have passed, like the turning of a palm, the dusty cave fainted the royal family.
instead of the Pear-Garden Players, who have blown by like a mist, there are one or two girl-musicians now trying to charm the cold Sun. Jinsudui Nanmu has been arched, and the grass in Qutang Shicheng is bleak.
the song is done, the slow string and quick pipe have ceased, at the height of joy, sorrow comes with the eastern moon rising. And I, a poor old man, not knowing where to go, must harden my feet on the lone hills, toward sickness and despair. 6. What's the poem about dance
1. Zhu Huo shines brightly on a beautiful woman and invites a blind date with affection.
when you smile, your mind will be confused, and you will want it if it is not because of your son. 2, the Millennium wants to coagulate the grass, and the golden jade column rings the bridal chamber.
Two hearts and one shadow all return to Xiang, so don't forget to send your feelings to Jun Jun. 3, cold and dense, beautiful and beautiful.
Even if you go to Dan twice, you will never move, and you will be rewarded with long sleeves. 4, the dance turned back to tea, and the songs gathered green cymbals.
the hall is full of photos, and the seats are beautiful. 5, the waterspout Lu Tong old muscle is not dirty and innocent, and Xiao Lai Yu Li Yao Chi.
graceful and green cover, ying ying is plain, and make-up is clean when washing. It's too liquid to turn over, and it's time to dance.
It's still the same, and the fragrance of the old days is weak, and the flowers are not like it, which makes people haggard. Want to call fairy ling bo.
the boat is flat and the waves are thousands of miles away. I only worry about looking back, the ice curtain is half-covered, and the Ming dynasty is falling.
the moon is full of sadness, and the dew is scattered, so who leans against the small aperture? * * * Fang Meng, there are still amphibious snow herons, and the night is cold.
6. Picking lotus flowers and dancing in Langyuan Palace. Listen to Jun Tiandi's music and know him several times.
contention is like the world, a new biography of picking lotus. The waist of the willow is light, and the warbler's tongue is squeaky.
free and unfettered smoke and waves are bound. Helpless day order, already urged the class to turn.
but driving a colorful phoenix, hibiscus looks forward to it. May I accompany you to this banquet every year.
7. Poems of chanting dance are pitifully called "28", which is like a flying rainbow, surpassing Heyang's geisha, secretly sharing with Huainan. When you enter the industry, you will see the shoes enter, turn your face and look at the sky, your wrist will move, and your shirt will follow the best wind. Why do you have to get up when you go to the guest, but you won't stop crying? 8. Dance Poem (Yang Yuhuan) The sleeves of Luo are fragrant and fragrant, and the red scent is lingering in the autumn smoke.
the wind is swaying on the light Yunling, and the water is blowing at the edge of the tender willow pool. 9. "a song of dagger-dancing to a girl-pupil of lady gongsun" On October 19, the second year of Du Fu's Dali period, Kuifu took the house to see Linying Li Shierniang's sword-dancing device, which made it magnificent.
ask his teacher, saying, Yu Gong Sundaniang's disciple is also. In the third year of Kaiyuan, I was still a child, and I recorded in Yancheng that Gongsun's swordsmanship was vigorous.
when you are frustrated, you stand out from the crowd. Since Gao Tou Yichun Pear Garden, the people in Erjifang have been worshipping outside, Xiao is a dancer, and at the beginning of the emperor's reign, Gongsun is just one person.
the jade looks gorgeous, and the condition is white! Today, my disciples are also full of shame. Since we can distinguish its origin, we can know the waves.
be generous in handling matters, and talk about it as a sword. Zhang Xushan, a former Wu native, wrote cursive calligraphy posts and tasted Gong Sundaniang's swordsmanship in Xihe River in Yexian County. Since then, cursive calligraphy has improved, and he is grateful.
that is, gongsun knows! There lived years ago the beautiful Gongsun, who, dancing with her dagger, drew from all four quarters. An audience like mountains lost among themselves, heaven and earth moved back and forth, following her motions.
which were bright as when the Archer shot the nine suns down the sky, and rapid as angels before the wings of dragons, she began like a thunderbolt, venting its anger and and ended like the shining calm of rivers and the sea. But vanished are those red lips and those pearly sleeves, and none but this one pupil bears the perfume of her fame.
this beauty from Linying, at the Town of the White God, dancing still and singing in the old blithe way. And while we reply to each other's questions, we sigh together, saddened by changes that have come.
there were eight thousand ladies in the late Emperor's court, but none could dance the dagger-dance like Lady Gongsun. Fifty years have passed, like the turning of a palm, wind and dust, filling the world, obscure the Imperial House.
instead of the Pear-Garden Players, who have blown by like a mist, there are one or two girl-musicians now trying to charm the cold Sun. There are man-size trees by the Emperor's Golden Tomb, I seem to hear dead grasses rattling on the cliffs of Qutang.
the song is done, the slow string and quick pipe have ceased, at the height of joy, sorrow comes with the eastern moon rising. And I, a poor old man, not knowing where to go Must harden my feet on the lone hills, toward sickness and despair.
1. Song of Dress and Feather, and Bai Juyi, the humble poet, and I, the Emperor Xian, once accompanied the banquet in Zhaoyang. There are countless songs and dances, among which the most favorite is the dress dance.
when dancing, you can eat cold food in spring, and before the incense table under the jade hook bar. Yan Ruyu, a dancer before the case, didn't wear popular clothes.
The red dress and the Xiaguan step by step to shake the crown, and they are full of Pei Shanshan. Have a graceful demeanour doesn't seem to be Luo Qi, but Gu Tingle hangs on for a while.
Xiao Xiao's Zheng and flute are mixed with each other, and the shells are struck and blown. Scattered six plays without moving clothes, and the balcony is not flying.
in the middle sequence, the bamboo pole is broken in autumn and the ice is broken in spring. Floating back to the light snow, smile longitudinal send Youlong surprised.
the willow is weak after a small hand, and the clouds are about to grow when it is dragged obliquely. The smoke moth is slightly overwhelmed, and the wind sleeves are low and affectionate.
The goddess waved goodbye to Qiong when she touched the calyx green. Numerous sounds are urgent for twelve times, and the jumping beads shake the jade.
when Xiang Luan dances, she closes her wings, and the crane song ends with a long sound. At that time, I was surprised at first sight, but I was not enough to stare and listen.
I haven't heard this song since I was born in 1989. While listening to mandrill in Gancheng, the cuckoo cries in Baxia.
in the second year of moving to Qian Tang, I was in the mood to ask Sishu. Exquisite and graceful, thank you for your Zheng, and Chen Chong speaks Li Shen Pingsheng.
The hands that clear the strings and make the pipes brittle and slim, teach you how to dress in one song. By the lake in front of the virtual white pavilion, you should only press it three times before and after.
except for the bastard, I heard that the stars are scattered now. I went to Suzhou in May this year, urging my hair to grow old at dusk.
greedy cases often invade the night and don't listen to the music until autumn. Qiu Lai has nothing to do but be bored, and suddenly he has nowhere to ask.
There are many musicians in Wenjun's department, and they ask if there are any dancers in neon clothes. There are 1, households in Qiyun County, and no one knows that there is a dress dance.
Just send Long song and me, and write the title "Dress and Feather Score". Four flower notes are blue and red, and the clothes are recorded in them.
There are many different forms, just like the dancers in Zhaoyang.