Poetry about the stage 1. Sentences describing the stage
Description stage:
The night view of this town is beautiful. Light is the protagonist of this long night. On the street, the street lamps are shining brightly, covering the stage of this town with a layer of golden clothes. The neon lights on the roadside are like seven-color ribbons, adding elegance to the already golden stage. The lights on the high building are not far away, and the stage is wrapped up and brightly lit, just like a bright pearl.
After being decorated by the workers, the stage became very beautiful. Colorful flowers are placed around the stage, and the stage is covered with bright red cloth. Two bubble machines spit out a bubble from time to time.
I looked at this magnificent stage and couldn't help walking up. I walked carefully on this soft red cloth and felt the flowers. How comfortable I am!
2. What are the sentences describing the stage?
1. Against the background of the stage, the actor's performance was particularly infectious.
Night and darkness play an important role in the stage background of the play.
The stage is full of people, but I am a performer. I regret that I can't watch the show with my friends. Watching the performers pass by with wonderful performances, my time is almost up and I am shaking all over. But I went on stage and sang to the music. After a few words, there was warm applause from the audience, so I relaxed and sang loudly. The applause was so warm that some people cheered again and again. At this moment, a little girl came onto the stage and brought me flowers.
The stage is in front of the teaching building, with stairs on the left and right. Xiao Nuo stood under the stage, the interlaced light and shadow, the temperature of the skin, the brilliance of the sun, the moon and the stars, and everything she wanted to keep was only in such a night that she thought she could extend indefinitely. There is unknown darkness ahead, without a glimmer of light.
The night view of this town is beautiful. Light is the protagonist of this long night. On the street, the street lamps are shining brightly, covering the stage of this town with a layer of golden clothes. The neon lights on the roadside are like seven-color ribbons, adding a bit of elegance to the already golden stage. The lights on the high building are not far away, and the stage is wrapped up and brightly lit, just like a bright pearl.
6. With the wonderful music playing slowly, the performance began. I saw the colorful lights on the stage swaying with the music, which was dazzling.
7. With the wonderful music playing slowly, the performance began. I saw the colorful lights on the stage swaying with the music, which was dazzling. Red light is like fire, pink light is like chardonnay, and yellow light is like electricity, which instantly brings the audience into a happy world.
8. This stage is so spacious and magnificent! What a spectacular stage! It really deserves its reputation!
The whole family was surprised to find that I, a spoiled little princess, came out of nowhere. The weak body of the six-year-old girl became a piece of dough in the hands of black-faced people. She turned it over, stood up, stepped over it, pulled it, pressed it, dragged it, and did whatever she wanted. Grandma can't see the tears and sweat on my face, and she hides in the back room every time. I have never suffered myself-what does it feel like to let the audience see me cry and act?
10. Accompanied by lilac petals is a grand piano, playing heart sounds on the green leaves of memory. The stage of a century-old dream-dreaming large-scale party
1 1. Give me a blue sky, give me an imaginary stage, give me a lawn chair, give me a carpet under my feet, give me a period of happiness, give me a deductive theme, give me happy music, give me the background of the curtain, give me a look, give me a bright light on the stage, and you, the core of successful performance. Your hug is a gentle trap.
12. The stage background is painted like a forest.
3. Sentences describing the performance
1. Although we don't know the content of the story, our emotions can ring with her movements!
2. We saw her frown suddenly, showing infinite sadness, and her cheeks suddenly burst into tears, showing infinite joy; Suddenly, the drooping eyelids on the side show shyness of turning back and forth; Suddenly opened his eyes and looked at it, showing anger; Suddenly, I touched my arm gently, drew my eyes, smoothed my eyebrows and made a delicate and decent dress. Suddenly stand up, press the arrow and pull the bow, so that people can almost hear the clank of the strings! Like Potian, she forgot the audience and herself in the carnival dance. She just tried to tell the beautiful poetry story of ancient India with her flexible limbs and facial features!
The light dance steps are like a swallow crouching in a nest, like a magpie flying in the sky with night terrors. Beautiful dancing is leisurely and feminine, and agile flying is as light as the wind. Her wonderful state is unparalleled, and her quality is pure and clear. Cultivate one's appearance and conduct to express one's mind and think alone in the distant nether world. Aim at the mountain to show the majestic trend, which means dancing with the running water to show the feeling of swinging.
4. Colorful sleeves hold jade clocks frequently. Those days, I was drunk and red. We danced and sang heartily, exhausted, and shook the peach fan feebly, from the late-night dance of Liushao Moon until the roof outside the house fell in the middle of the night. After parting, remember?
Meet. A few times, I dreamed of being with you. Tonight, I look at you with a silver lamp, but I'm afraid this meeting is in my dream.
As the wonderful music played slowly, the performance began. I saw the colorful lights on the stage swaying with the music, which was dazzling.
6. A thrilling flute sounded, the girls danced with long sleeves, and countless delicate petals danced gently between heaven and earth. The fragrant flowers are fascinating.
7. Hundreds of beautiful women have blossoming buds scattered around. In the rain flower all over the sky, a beautiful girl in white appeared like an empty valley and a secluded orchid. With her graceful and ethereal dance, the wide sleeves open and close to cover up, which sets off her beautiful face.
8. At this time, the flute suddenly turned nasty, and the girl took her right foot as the axis. Gently relax the long sleeves, and the charming body will rotate with it, turning faster and faster. Suddenly fly from the ground. Hundreds of beautiful women formed a circle, jade hands waved and dozens of blue ribbons were blown away. There seems to be blue waves in the hall, and the girl flies to the ribbon, with light steps and fluttering clothes, just like a fairy. Applause thundered in the hall, and the voices of surprise and admiration were endless.
9. The body gently rotates the long skirt to unfold, slightly folds the slender waist, reveals a wrist on the gauze skirt, and gestures are as graceful as the wind blowing willows. The wind bun exposes the temples, and the eyebrows and eyes sweep with spring. The skin is as smooth as jade, soft and greasy, the cherry mouth is not red and tender, the two strands of hair on the cheek are gently brushed by the wind, and the flexible eyes are turning smartly, some naughty, some naughty, and the waist is not full. It is so perfect, so beautiful, so out of touch.
10. They waved their sleeves and danced around the crowd like fairies.
4. Seek large-scale stage poetry
Shu Ting's To Oak: To Oak
If I love you-/I will never learn to climb the Campbell flower,/I will show off myself on your high branch;
/If I love you-/Never learn from spoony birds,/Repeat monotonous songs for the shade;
/It's not just like a fountain/It brings cool comfort all year round; /Not just like a dangerous mountain peak,
/increase your height,/set off your dignity. /even sunshine/even spring rain
No, these are not enough. I must be a kapok beside you.
/Stand with you as the image of a tree. /root, clenched in the ground;
/Leaves, lingering in the clouds. Every time a gust of wind blows, we greet each other.
But no one understands us. You have your copper branches and iron stems.
/Like a knife, like a sword, like a halberd; /I have my red flowers,/like a heavy sigh,
/Like a heroic torch/We share the cold wave and lightning;
/We * * * enjoy the misty rainbow; /seemingly separated forever, but they are dependent for life.
/This is great love,/Loyalty is here/Love/Not only your stalwart body,
/I also love your stand,/the land under your feet.
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Shu Ting's poems are novel in conception and full of lyrical colors. Exquisite language and distinctive personal style. To the Oak Tree is a beautiful and profound lyric poem of hers. The love it expresses is not only pure and hot, but also noble and great. It is like an old and fresh song, which touches people's heartstrings.
When the curtain slowly opens
Look forward to it
Listen to melodious music.
Colorful flowers dance.
Symphony and hero
Folk songs are elegant and express their feelings.
Praise your heart and express your feelings.
When you dance alone,
Helpless heart
Full of expectations
Swallow flying alone
No matter how vast the sky is, there is nowhere to find it.
Falling flowers are sad.
Want to dance.
Show a rainbow
But I just feel lonely.
Looking forward to this stage
Blue sky. Holding hands in the vast sea.
Wild geese soar and sing.
The waves danced together, shining silver.
Colorful flowers
Surrounded by infinite love
Pentium river, surging passion.
Mountains and rivers v. vicissitudes of life, Yuan Yezan is vast
The lake is full of dust.
Looking at the earth, changing different colors.
Be ambitious.
This stage is full of colorful arts.
This stage interprets the color of life.
5. Seek large-scale stage poetry
Shu Ting's To the Oak If I love you-/I will never learn to climb the camphor tree,/I will show off myself with your tall branches; /If I love you-/Never learn from spoony birds,/Repeat monotonous songs for the shade; /It's not just like a fountain/It brings cool comfort all year round; /It's not just like a dangerous peak,/It increases your height and sets off your dignity.
/Even if it's sunshine/even if it's spring rain/No, it's not enough/I must be a kapok beside you,/standing with you as a tree. /root, clenched in the ground; /Leaves, lingering in the clouds.
Every time a gust of wind blows, we greet each other. /But nobody understood us. /You have your copper branches and iron shafts. /Like a knife, like a sword, like a halberd. /I have my red flowers,/like a heavy sigh,/like a heroic torch/we share the cold wave, lightning and thunder; /We * * * enjoy the misty rainbow; /seemingly separated forever, but dependent for life. /This is great love. /I believe it. /Love/Not only your stalwart body,/but also your persistent position and the land under your feet. /Comment/Shu Ting's poems are novel in conception and full of lyrical colors; Exquisite language and distinctive personal style.
To the Oak Tree is a beautiful and profound lyric poem of hers. The love it expresses is not only pure and hot, but also noble and great.
It is like an old and fresh song, which touches people's heartstrings. When the curtain slowly opens, I look forward to listening to melodious music and colorful flowers dancing symphonically, telling the story and aspiration of heroes, praising my heart, expressing my helplessness when dancing alone, and accompanying the petals falling sadly when I look forward to flying solo, I want to dance and show the rainbow, but I can only look forward to the blue sky on this stage with my own feelings. Hand in hand, the boundless sea geese fly and sing, the waves dance together, the colorful flowers are shining with silver light, and there are endless rivers of love all around. Telling the passionate vicissitudes of mountains and rivers, vilen praised the vast lakes, sprinkled dust overlooking the earth, changed different colors to show the stage of heroic mind, condensed the stage of colorful art, and interpreted the colors of life.
6. Poems describing performances
Du Fu's poem about Gong Sundaniang's swordsmanship is "Look at Gong Sundaniang's disciples' swordsmanship". Many years ago, there was a beautiful Gongsun who danced with her dagger and attracted all directions.
The audience is like a mountain lost between them, and the world moves back and forth with her movements. As bright as an archer shooting down the nine suns in the sky, as fast as an angel in front of a dragon's wings.
She began to be like a thunderbolt, venting its anger and ending the shining calm like rivers and seas. But those red lips and pearl sleeves disappeared, and no one except this student smelled of her fame.
This beautiful woman from Linying, White God Town, still dances and sings happily. When we answer each other's questions, we sigh together and feel sad for the changes that have taken place.
There are 8,000 ladies-in-waiting in the harem, but none of them can dance short sword like Mrs. Sun. Fifty years later, Chen Fengzhuo (Xiang Xiang, Hong Si Sheng) shocked the royal family.
The disciples in the pear garden scattered like smoke, and the rest of the women were happy to reflect the cold weather. The golden millet piled nanmu has been arched, and the grass in Qutang Shicheng is bleak.
The song has been sung, the slow-string allegro has stopped, the joy is in full swing, the moon in the east rises, and the sadness follows. And I, a poor old man, don't know where to go. I must sharpen my feet towards illness and despair on a lonely mountain.
There is also Li Jie's "Listen to Dong Play the Clarinet". This clarinet song was written by Mrs. Cai. She sang its eighteen bars one by one a long time ago. Hearing this, the conference semifinals were filled with tears, and the grass was wet. Han made pork liver sausage for Guike.
The border town is full of smoke, the grassland is overcast and the snow is falling. Brush the strings first, then brush the horns and feathers, and the autumn leaves in the suburbs are shocked [sad] [sad].
Mr. Dong is ingenious, and ghosts and gods also come out to eavesdrop. Very handy to slowly knead the fast dial, and the reciprocating gyration seems to contain emotions.
The voice of the mountain birds scattered and gathered, and the song was as dark and clear as Wan Yun. Young people scream at night, just like Titan's mother cries.
The river listened to the song, the waves calmed down and the birds stopped singing. It seems that Princess Wusun is far away from home, like Princess Xu Wencheng's feud.
The pipa is melodious and free, like a strong wind blowing wildly, and the rain falls on the tiles. Like the rustle of spring, the rustle of trees, and the singing of wild deer.
Chang 'an City is adjacent to the Intermediate People's Court, and the palace gate is in the center of the palace. Fang Guan is not fettered by fame and fortune, and longs for Alice's play day and night.