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Poems about ballet shoes 1. Information about ballet

< p> A brief history of ballet

Ballet sprouted in the Italian court during the Renaissance. It is said that at the wedding banquet of the Archduke of Milan in 1489, novel programs of poetry, music and dance appeared. The response was very enthusiastic. From then on, a kind of [festival organizer] began to appear as a profession to organize festival performances. They went to and from noble mansions to perform performances. Later, it spread to France and became even more popular. At grand banquets, they used to serve dishes. In the gaps between the performances, actors in ancient costumes sang and danced, giving full play to their artistic talents. This kind of performance was called "ballet". This form of performance gradually developed into a traditional dance drama, which is still called "ballet".

The first Royal Ballet Academy was established in France in 1661, and ballet initially embarked on the road of standardization. In 1871, France established the Royal Academy of Music, which greatly promoted the development of ballet. specialization. By 1875, the theater was reorganized into the Paris Opera House, making ballet officially a theater art and accessible to a broad audience.

At that time, there were only male actors in the theater, and female roles were also played by male actors. Later, some professional dancers appeared. Until the early 19th century, ballet was dominated by male actors. With the continuous emergence of female dancers, in order to enrich the art of dance, the costumes were also simplified.

At the end of the 18th century, during the French Revolution, ballet gradually got rid of the influence of the court and began to use people's real life as its theme. Since it broke through the norms of the court, the performers showed their talents and created New spins, jumps, pointe dances and fast steps.

In the first quarter of the 19th century, ballet developed rapidly in Italy and Russia, with female dance artists occupying a dominant position.

There are many schools of ballet, but the two major schools of ballet are France and Russia, which influence Western and Eastern Europe. The French school's dance movements are delicate, gentle, smooth, and small in amplitude, while the Russian school is passionate, vigorous, and powerful. , with a larger amplitude.

The dance forms of ballet are mainly classical dance and character dance. Classical dance has special dance and style. Actresses are more characterized by toe dance. Character dance is based on folk dance. developed.

Nowadays, ballet in many countries no longer rejects modern dance practices and tends to combine diversified arts.

Verses about ballet 1. Verses about dance

Watching Lady Gongsun’s disciples dance with swords

Author: Du Fu

On October 19, the second year of the Dali calendar, I went to Yuanzhi's house in the Kui Mansion to see Li Twelve Niang in Linying dancing with swords and strong Qi. When I asked about her teacher, she said, "I am a disciple of Aunt Yu Gongsun."

In the fifth year of Kaiyuan, I was still a child. I remember that when I watched Gongsun's sword dance in Yancheng, he took off his sword, Liuli suddenly filed, and became the crown prince alone. Since Gaotou Yichun and Liyuan Erjiifang were worshiped outside, Xiao was a dancer. In the early days of Emperor Shengwen and Shenwu, Gongsun was just one person. Jade appearance and brocade clothes, with a white head. Today's disciples are also extremely handsome. Now that we have identified its origin, we know that there are no other waves. He cares about things generously and talks about it as "Swordsmanship".

Zhang Xu, a native of Wu, was good at cursive calligraphy. He often saw Mrs. Gongsun dancing with the Xihe sword in Ye County. Since then, her cursive writing has improved, and she is generous and grateful. Gongsun Ke knows it.

Once upon a time there was a beautiful woman named Gongsun. She moved her sword in all directions with her sword dance.

The viewer is as depressed as the mountains, and the heaven and earth are depressed for a long time.

It shines like Yi shooting nine sunsets, and it is as powerful as the dragons flying among the emperors;

It comes like thunder and withdraws its wrath, and it ends like the clear light of the river and sea.

Her rosy lips and beaded sleeves are lonely, and in the evening there are disciples who spread the fragrance.

The beautiful lady Linying is in Baidi, and she dances wonderfully to this song.

After having questions and answers with me, I felt sad and sad.

The late emperor had eight thousand maids, and Gongsun was the first in swordsmanship.

Fifty years have passed, and the royal family has been dimmed by dust and dust.

The children of the Liyuan are scattered like smoke, and the remaining figures of the female musicians reflect the cold sun.

The piles of golden millet and southern trees have been arched, and the grass in Qutang's stone city is bleak.

The Dai Feast is about to come to an end, and the moon comes out in the east with great joy and sorrow.

I don’t know where I’m going. 1. The dance turns back to the red sleeves, and the song melancholy collects the green tint. The whole hall is filled with sunshine, and the seats are decorated with beautiful figures.

2. Water Dragon Yin

Mr. Lu Tong

With pure skin and innocence, he came to the Yuli Yao Pond at dawn. The pavilion is covered with green, full of dimples, and the make-up is washed away in time. The Taiye ripples, the neon clothes are dancing, the soul is broken and the water flows. It still smells like the old days, but the flowers are not the same and the people are haggard. I want to call Fairy Lingbo. The boat is vast and the waves are thousands of miles. I just worry about looking back, the ice curtain is half-covered, and the bright stars are falling randomly. The shadow of the moon is melancholy, the dew is scattered, who can lean on the small lantern. ***Fangmeng, there are still amphibious snow egrets, startled by the cold night.

3. Lotus Picking Dance

Ruigong Langyuan. Listen to Emperor Juntian's music and know him several times. Fighting like a human being, a new song about picking lotuses. The willow waist is light and the oriole's tongue is chirping. Who can fetter the carefree smoke and waves? Helpless, Tianjie has already urged the class to change. But riding on the colorful luan, the hibiscus looks sideways.

I hope to accompany you to this banquet every year.

2. Write a poem about dance: ————————

Floating and spinning back to the light snow, even though the dragon is frightened by the beauty, the willow is powerless behind the small hanging hands. , when the skirt is tilted, the clouds are about to come to life. ——Bai Juyi's "Song of Neon Clothes and Feather Clothes")

Jumping around and turning around, the treasure belt is singing, making the feet soft with colorful brocade boots. ——Liu Yanshi "Watching the Huteng Dance at Wang Zhongcheng's House at Night"

The wind returns to the sleeves, and the sun reflects in the flowers. Sympathy relies on the pillar, and the shadow of love goes to the dangerous string. ——Wang Xian's "Poetry of Chanting and Dance"

Guan Qingluo Jianhe, the strings are frightened and the snow sleeves are late. My hands will be fine when singing, and my eyebrows will move when I listen to the music. The eyes are full of emotion, and the eyes are full of words. At dusk, we stay as guests, looking at each other and loving each other at this time. ——He Xun's "Poetry of the Dancing Prostitute"

The brocade feast begins with the flat paving, and the drums are played three times in succession. The red candle moves the peach leaves, and the purple shirt moves the twigs. The crotch with hanging crotch is heavy with flowers, and the hat is turned into a golden bell with a snowy face. After watching the song, I couldn't keep it, the clouds and rain were sent to the balcony. ——Bai Juyi's "Zhezhiji"

The drums are beating hard, the waist is soft, the sweat is soaked through the clothes, and the raindrops are falling. ——Liu Yuxi's "He Lo Tian Zhe Zhi"

At the red banquet, the painting hall is opened, and the little prostitute's makeup becomes the dance. Wearing bead hats and listening to songs all over the place, walking in brocade boots and stepping on drums. ——Zhezhi by Zhang Hu

Painted drums drag rings and brocade arms, Xiao'e changes her clothes and dances. The golden silk is wrinkled and the red shirt is thin, and the silver vines have long hanging flowers and purple ribbons. ——"Double Dance of Zhezhiji"

Cui'e moves slightly and throws away the old attitude, slowly covering the sandalwood mouth to sing new lyrics. After the guests watched the dance, the light clouds rose, but they went to see King Xiang in his dream. ——"Kingo General Li Zhezhi"

3. Poems about ballet

Let her finish her dance

Reality is too narrow

Let her complete her earthly dreams in ballet - Irish poet Yeats

They are tall, powerful and radiant

The steps are as light as a cat's steps

The dancer's hands are the soul

The arms raised upward are the most pious and sad prayers in the world

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Is a delicate soul

Stepping on needlepoints

Passing over the earth like the wind

In their pride , serene, unfazed face

Mona Lisa-like smile, containing endless mystery and warmth

They used their toes to lift themselves up and worshiped the Western gods.

They desperately try to get rid of the pull of gravity

Fantasy soaring to heaven.

4. What are some poems about "dance"

< p> 1. Dance low to the moon in the heart of the willow tower, and sing to the wind under the peach blossom fan. ——Yan Jidao's "Partridge Sky".

Comments: I recall the time when you were toasting wine with a jade cup in your hand, and you were gorgeously dressed and affectionate; I raised my cup and drank to get drunk, and my face was red from drunkenness. Dance to your heart's content until the moon reaches the top of the building, and go down next to the treetops; Sing to your heart's content, until the peach blossom fan is exhausted and unable to stop fanning.

2. The green skirt hangs down from the dance, and the wine is fragrant and the blush is applied. ——Ouyang Xiu's "Spring in the Jade House"

Note: The two sentences "Wuyu" closely follow the sound of "Silk Spring" in the previous sentence, and are specifically about singing and dancing. The previous sentence focuses on the grace of the dancer, while the correct name focuses on the beauty of the dancer; the two words "red" and "green" are the most beautiful words in the whole poem, and they should be the refreshing pen of the whole poem.

3. The waist and limbs of the red gauze dance are soft, and the dance clothes are dyed like a palace. ——Yan Jidao's "Jade House Spring·Red Ribbon Learning to Dance with Soft Waist"

Note: The dancer's waist is soft and she dances like a fluttering butterfly.

4. Outside the Qingshan Tower outside the mountain, when does the singing and dancing in the West Lake stop? ——Lin Sheng's "Inscription on Lin'an Residence"

Interpretation: In the hazy mist and rain, when will the singing and dancing of the West Lake stop?

5. Slow singing, slow dancing, and silk and bamboo condensation, the king is not satisfied with it. ——Bai Juyi's "Song of Everlasting Sorrow"

Interpretation: The sound of silk and bamboo is endless, and the emperor cannot get tired of watching the dance.

6. The dance turns back to the red sleeves, and the song melancholy collects the green tint. The whole hall is filled with sunshine, and the seats are decorated with beautiful figures. ——Wen Tingyun's "Fifty Rhymes of Feelings of Old Love Presented to Huainan Li Pushe"

Note: The dancer's red sleeves are turned over, and she is extremely beautiful.

7. The golden flower folds the hood, and the white horse returns late. Dance gracefully with wide sleeves, like a bird coming from the east. ——Li Bai's "Gaoguli"

Note: Dancing in white clothes, like a bird.

8. The dance is slow due to excessive emotions, and the singing slows down the mood. When you raise your wrists, you feel the clothes are too heavy, when you turn back, you feel your posture is beautiful. Guan Qing Luo Jianhe, the string is frightened and the snow sleeves are late. My hands will be fine when singing, and my eyebrows will move when I listen to the music. The eyes are full of emotion, and the eyes are full of words. At dusk, we stay as guests, looking at each other and loving each other at this time. ——He Xun's "Poetry of the Dancing Prostitute"

Comments: The beauty dances on the palm of her hand, looking very beautiful.

9. There is a beauty in the southern country, dancing with a light green waist. Hua Yan Jiuqiu twilight, flying sleeves blowing over the clouds and rain. It is as graceful as orchids and emerald greens, like a swimming dragon. The more beautiful the river is, the more beautiful it is. The more beautiful it is, the more beautiful it is. The slow state cannot be exhausted, and the complicated postures lead to the end. The low lotus breaks through the waves, and the snowy wind is messy. When I fell into Er, I was looking forward to it, and when I was repairing my train, I wanted to see the sky. I'm worried that I can't catch it, so I fly away to catch it. ——Li Qunyu's "Green Waist"

Comments: The beauty dances gracefully, her eyes are looking forward, and she is full of charm.

The last line of the poem uses the words "flying" and "chasing" to show the vivid image of the dancing beauty with a green waist, as if disappearing with the wind. Li Qunyu's green waist vividly reproduces the light and soft side of the green waist, allowing the world to understand the dancing posture of the green waist.

10. Pure skin, pure and innocent, come to the Yuli Yao Pond at dawn. The pavilion is covered with green, full of dimples, and the make-up is washed away in time. The Taiye ripples, the neon clothes are dancing, the soul is broken and the water flows. It still smells like the old days, but the flowers are not the same and the people are haggard. I want to call Fairy Lingbo. The boat is vast and the waves are thousands of miles. I just worry about looking back, the ice curtain is half-covered, and the bright stars are falling randomly. The shadow of the moon is melancholy, the dew is scattered, who can lean on the small lantern. ***Fangmeng, there are still amphibious snow egrets, startled by the cold night. ——Lu Tonglao's "Water Dragon Song"

Note: This image is in a contrasting relationship with the haggard and noble image of the poet. Although the snow egret roosted, it frightened and flew away, so the poet was the only one left. The reason for the fright was the cold night, which was in great and sudden contrast with the situation during the day.

5. Poems about ancient dance

The dance turns back to the red sleeves, and the song is full of sorrow and green tinsel. The whole hall is filled with sunshine, and the seats are decorated with beautiful figures.

1. Suddenly the water sleeves were flung open, and the sleeves were dancing, as if countless petals were floating down in the sky, swaying, each petal, holding wisps of agarwood...

Green flute, white clothes, Lin Feng played the flute quietly, the breeze made his clothes fly, and Ling Ning in front of him looked more like a fairy. The two of them matched into a beautiful pair. Picture scroll, I never thought that two people standing together could be so harmonious and perfect...

2. The sound of the flute became more and more urgent, and her figure danced faster and faster, like jade. Her bare hands lingered gracefully, her skirts fluttered, her eyes were like smoke, and she was still speechless. The flowing light was flying, and her whole person was like a flower separated by mist, hazy and misty, flashing with beautiful colors, but yet so out of reach. ......

You dance gracefully, your body is as light as a swallow, your body is as soft as clouds, and your arms are as soft as boneless. You dance like a lotus step by step, like butterflies flying among flowers, like gurgling water. , like the bright moon in the deep mountains, like the morning light in the alley, like the round dew on the tip of the lotus leaf, it makes me feel like drinking fine wine, so drunk that I can't control myself.

6. I want some poems about dancing

About horses

But the flying generals of Dragon City are here, and Hu Ma is not allowed to travel to the Yin Mountains.

The wild flowers are gradually charming the eyes, and only Asakusa has no horse hooves.

The old man is brave and ambitious.

There are dead crows in the old trees, small bridges and flowing water, and the westerly wind and thin horses on the ancient roads.

Writing about birds

Thousands of birds have disappeared, and thousands of people have disappeared.

I shed tears when I am grateful for the flowers, and I am frightened when I hate others.

When I sleep in spring, I don’t realize the dawn, and I can hear the singing of birds everywhere.

The light of the mountains pleases the birds, and the shadows of the ponds empty the hearts of the people.

Two orioles sang in the willow tree, and a row of egrets climbed into the sky.

Writing about the Yellow River

Far above the Yellow River, among the white clouds, there is an isolated city called Wanren Mountain.

The sun sets over the mountains and the Yellow River flows into the sea.

The shadow of the lone sail in the distance is gone in the blue sky, and only the Yangtze River can be seen flowing in the sky.

Writing about patriotism

Sacrificing one’s life in a national disaster, seeing death as a sudden return home.

Wang Shibei fixed the day of the Central Plains, and he never forgot to tell Nai Weng about the family sacrifices.

Since ancient times, no one has ever died, leaving a loyal heart to illuminate history.

Be worried about the world’s worries first, and be happy after the world’s happiness.

Writing about homesickness

The bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground.

Raise your head to look at the bright moon, lower your head to think of your hometown.

We will meet soon without pen and paper, but I will rely on you to send messages of peace.

Wherever the book reaches, it returns to Yanluoyang.

Philosophical

The sunflowers in the green garden are waiting for the morning dew to fade. In the spring of Budeze, all things will be radiant. I am often afraid that when the autumn festival comes, the leaves of Kunhuang Hua will decline. From the east to the sea, when will the rivers return to the west? If a young man does not work hard, the old man will be miserable.

There is no way out in the mountains and rivers, and there is another village with dark flowers and bright flowers.

Ask the canal where it can be so clear, so that there is a source of living water.

Writing songs and dances

Pearl tassels rotate and stars shake, flowers and vines flutter, dragons and snakes move.

Dance low to the moon in the heart of the willow tower, and sing to the wind under the peach blossom fan.

Writing about study

Don’t wait for a while, the gray head of your youth will be empty and sad.

I am willing to ride the wind and break through thousands of miles of waves, and I am willing to face the wall and study for ten years.

I only know that this matter needs to be carried out in detail.

If a young man does not work hard, the old man will be miserable.

There are roads in the mountain of books, and hard work is the path. There are no cliffs in the sea of ??learning, and hard work is the boat.

7. Poems describing the beauty of dance

Watching Lady Gongsun’s disciples dance with swords

Author: Du Fu

The second year of the Dali calendar On October 19th, I went to Yuanzhi's house in Kui Mansion to see Li Twelve Niang in Linying dancing with swords and strengthening her Wei Qi. When I asked about her teacher, she said, "I am also a disciple of Aunt Yu Gongsun."

In the fifth year of Kaiyuan, I was still a child, and I remember that when I watched Gongsun's sword dance in Yancheng, he took off his sword and took off his sword, Liuli suddenly filed it, and he became the crown prince alone. Since Gaotou Yichun and Liyuan Erjiifang were worshiped outside, Xiao was a dancer. In the early days of Emperor Shengwen and Shenwu, Gongsun was just one person. Jade appearance and brocade clothes, with a white head. Today's disciples are also extremely handsome.

Now that we have identified its origin, we know that there are no other waves. He cares about things generously and talks about it as "Swordsmanship".