A few years ago, there was a beautiful Gongsun who danced her dagger from all directions.
The audience is like a mountain lost between them, and the world moves back and forth with her movements.
When an archer shoots nine suns down into the sky, they are bright, just like a group of emperors (cān).
She began to be like a thunderbolt, venting its anger and ending the shining calm like rivers and seas.
Every way you hit by hand is to show your inner spirit and external security. See it like a good woman, take it like a tiger (it seems to be a gentle woman. When attacked, she will react as quickly and strongly as a threatened tiger. Waiting for the weather in cloth, walking with God. If it is for the sky, like a rabbit, chasing shadows, if it is for light, it is better to ban it than to ban it. -"Wu Chunqiu" The Sword of the Vietnamese Girl
Zhang Sanfeng wondering the meaning of these 24 words, don't understand why you get hurt. What does this matter have to do with the legendary magic weapon, Tian Jian and the Dragon Slayer? I saw him write over and over again, and those 24 words were written over and over again. The strokes are longer and longer, but the gestures are slower and slower. Later, they opened and closed vertically and horizontally, just like throwing fists. Zhang Cuishan stared at, the in the mind pleasantly surprised. Together, these 24 words written by Master are clearly a brilliant set of martial arts. Each word contains several moves, with several variations. There are many strokes of "dragon" and "front", but there are few strokes of "knife" and "lower", but they are too many to be noticed. The strokes are too few to see their ugliness, their contraction is dignified, they are like an inchworm's flexion, and their longitudinal strength is also dangerous, such as a sly rabbit's escape, dripping and hearty, vigorous and graceful, like a snow dance. Zhang Cuishan was dazzled and then lost in memories. There are two words "no" and two words "Tian" in these twenty-four words, but these two words are written in the same form, with different meanings, similar spirit but different spirit. Wonderful change is another achievement. In recent years, Zhang Sanfeng seldom shows his martial arts. Yin Liting and Mo Shenggu, two young disciples, are mostly teachers of Song Yuanqiao and Yu Lianzhou. Therefore, although Zhang Cuishan was his fifth disciple, he was actually a closed disciple who personally taught martial arts. In the past, Zhang Cuishan didn't come to cultivate himself. Although I have seen Master perform Kata, I have never understood its mystery. In recent years, he has made great progress in Wushu. This night, two people is appreciate each other, congenial. They are sad because of chaos and depressed because of poisoning. Zhang Sanfeng, in love, performed these 24 words into a set of martial arts. At the beginning of his writing, he didn't intend to do this, but by coincidence, Zhang Cuishan saw him behind the pillar. Both the master and the apprentice were intoxicated and immersed in the realm of combining martial arts with calligraphy and forgetting themselves. This set of boxing, Zhang Sanfeng tossed and turned, played for more than two hours. When the moon rose to the sky, he gave a long whistle and then put his right hand palm down. When it is really a star sword, it is like an arrow. No matter whether it is overwhelmed or not, electricity can't fly. This has always been the last stroke of the word "Feng". -"Eternal Dragon Slayer"
2. Sword Dance Poems Sword Dance Poems are as follows: Look at the disciples of the Tang Dynasty who danced swords, Du Fu and the beautiful Gongsun who lived many years ago. A sword dance is pneumatic.
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 have disappeared, and there are disciples who preach incense.
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 have passed, and the royal family was overthrown in a stroke of a finger.
The musicians in the pear orchard floated by like fog, and now one or two female musicians are trying to fascinate the cold sun. 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.
Pan Dengshan is very bright. There is a wail of vegetation in the frost corner of Qi Jiguang, and the clouds are facing Shimen. The north wind is not drunk when it blows wine, and the leaves come to cry countless times.
However, it does not hinder white-haired and old-fashioned talents. I am the one standing on the top, so General Li dances on the sword platform.
Seven words, spring, leisure, falling flowers, Tang Luyan spring, leisure, falling flowers, once danced with a sword, with a sigh. Always worrying about the sky, time is running out, and every time I hate the sky, I will get credit.
This ambition does not seek fame and fortune, Yuan Xin only yearns for water and summer. There are thousands of ups and downs in Qian Qian, and who can be like my home?
Ge Xiong women's sword dance Song Yuan ugly Yuan Ge Jia's daughter is 14 or 15 years old and doesn't learn boudoir. The whole body is embroidered with Jiao Guo's words, holding Tai 'a dance with his bare hands.
Red Luo Pakin wrapped his head and spoke the language of Chang 'an Ranger. The side is as agile as a bird and the eyes are as brave as a stork.
Is the cloud window fog pavilion ruthless, and it will be too beautiful and rough after all. Don Juan zhangyan lit candles. His ears were noisy and he was tired of singing and playing drums.
It is said that Ge's family is good at sword dancing and once paid tribute to the pear garden. As soon as the jacket is over, it will be a feast, and the strong man will increase the male and the coward will fall.
I pity a healthy woman more than my husband, but I want to be as arrogant as a virgin. Andrew's army, like a lady, can defeat Qin Chu with a straight air.
I'm only worried that when I see General Pei, I'll be sweating like a pig.
3. Who will help me to write a poem "The Breeze Between My Fingers"? Style is not limited to washing homesickness and tears, and waking up without feeling heartbroken.
The breeze between the fingers cuts the moss, and Mo Yan returns.
Relying on the sword of Jiangnan, a hero who was ashamed of being both civil and military for half his life.
The breeze between your fingers blows your hair.
Laugh and laugh. Pojun knows everything.
Look back on a gentleman
Leave a beautiful woman to sigh.
The mouth used to be stronger than the sword.
Innocence can hurt people nowadays.
Childishness should reduce hero jealousy.
Charming but attracting bees and butterflies.
Don't ask questions, don't ask questions
The questioner makes the heart bitter.
Because she is a girl from Tianchi, Yaotai.
Why do you live in exile?
Wash the edges,
Looking at you, you know who it is.
People are not drunk, and the scenery melts into the sunset?
The wind and sand passed through the customs.
The sadness of parting, the barrier of shadow?
Bloom in late spring and April.