2. Pearl tassels rotate and stars shake, and Hua Teng shakes dragons and snakes. Dancing with a low heart and singing at the bottom of a peach blossom fan, I don't hesitate to step on the lotus and worry about going to Lingbo for a long time. I saw the dance in the air without a trace. Stealing through the palace is as stable as Mount Tai and as sleepy as Mount Tai. It's hard to say exquisite, but it must be seen from the palm of your hand. Su Dongpo's Bodhisattva Man.
3. She is ready for the action, the music is gentle, and she is changing the action with the rhythm of the music. She stood in the middle of the classroom with peacock music on the tape recorder. This beautiful dancer sometimes walks lightly, like waves rushing in Pinghu; Sometimes I want to roll leaves in the whirlwind and fly fast ... Her dance is as light as a swallow with wings spread, as bright as a drum, as slow as a bass, as happy as a bird, and very natural and graceful. The whole classroom is permeated with her enthusiasm.
The girl dances alone and gracefully. She closed her eyes and tried to imagine someone dancing with her. Dance. She can grasp the passion of life and be grateful.
There are beautiful women in the south, dancing with green waist. In late autumn, the banquet is full of flowers. Graceful as Lan Diancui, Wan Ru Youlong leads. The more gorgeous, the whiter. Second: the slow state can't be bad, and the complicated posture is over. Low lotus waves, messy snow lingering in the wind. When I fall, I flow and I want to return to the air. I just worry that I can't catch it, so I fly away to catch the surprise.