1. The fragrance is lingering when the sleeves are moved, and the red lotus curls up in the autumn smoke. The wind is blowing on the Qingyun Mountains, and the tender willows are blowing by the pond.
2. The wedding room is bright with flowers and candles. Yan Yu dances lightly. Daytons follow the festival. The low servants chased each other. The first step is to move forward. The shirt flutters and the song is not completed. Luan looks back at the mirror and is full of desire. Hegu City should be tilted. I have gone to school in heaven. He is born in the world.
3. The mysterious dance force disperses and recovers with the wind, and the singing sound is still as quiet as a chime. Thousands of visits to the place where I write lyrics for festivals, my charming eyes are like waves flowing into my temples.
4. At this time, she was like a swan flying in the air; and like a peacock dancing on the ground. The teacher's figure seems to be integrated into the music; her soft body brings out the noble beauty of the dancer! I was intoxicated, and I fell in love with dancing from then on.
5. Urgent management and clearing, only then can the dance clothes be knotted. She waved her hand affectionately, and her sleeves were staggered. The willows pull the threads, and the wind turns back to the snow. Ningxiao is charming and unwavering, often surviving complicated festivals.
6. Gently turn your body to spread out your long skirt, fold your slender waist and take a slight step, showing your bright wrists in the gauze, and your hands and feet are as graceful as a willow blowing in the wind.