A poem describing a stage performance.

1. Poems about performance

Poetry about performance 1. A poem describing a performance

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.

The little swallow queen danced lightly. Lady Zigong's peerless Yan Song Dao Ji dances low in the heart of a willow building and sings at the bottom of a peach blossom fan. Liu, a poet in the Song Dynasty, sang and danced in Liangyuan, drinking wine like a knife to relieve his worries.

I remember what a pleasant thing it was in peace. Fan Lou was lit up at night. Cao Zhi's Luo Shen Fu.

Just like Youlong. As bright as Yun Zheyue, as fluttering as returning wind and snow.

Pearl tassels rotate, stars shake and Hua Teng moves. -When will the singing and dancing in the West Lake stop?

The song I sing is bright and wandering, and I dance the shadow before wandering. -Li Bai's "Drinking the Bright Moon Alone" Liu Lou's heart dances low, and the peach blossom fan sings the wind.

Yan's "Partridge Sky" Liangyuan is full of romantic songs and dances, and wine is like a knife to relieve sorrow. I remember what a pleasant thing it was in peace. Fan Lou was lit up at night.

Liu is as magical as Youlong. As bright as Yun Zheyue, as fluttering as returning wind and snow.

In Cao Zhi's Ode to Luoshen, the pearl tassels rotate and the stars shake, while Hua Teng shakes the dragon and snake. Bai Juyi unlocked thousands of doors and lanterns. In the middle of the first month, he moved to the imperial capital, danced with his wife for 300 times, and heard the news in the sky for a while.

Zhang Hu's "Night Lights on the fifteenth day of the first month", Jincheng silk tube day after day, half into the river and half into the clouds. This kind of music should only be in heaven, where can I hear it several times?

Du Fu's "tsinghua campus" Many years ago, there was a beautiful Gongsun who came from all directions with a dagger. The audience is like a mountain lost between them, and the world moves back and forth with her movements.

So, beautiful as a group of emperors. 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 have passed, like the rotation of a palm, wind and dust filled the world and covered the imperial house. The children in the pear garden are scattered like smoke, and the female music reflects the cold weather.

The south wood of the golden millet pile has been arched, and I seem to hear the hay rattling on the cliff of Qutang. At the climax of joy, sadness comes with the rising of the eastern moon, China.

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. Du Fu's Song of Dancing Daggers, a female student of Mrs. Sun, is the bloody head of an orangutan, and the sky is singing in unison.

However, my wife is disappointing, and six rooms of tea is a temporary move. Zhang Hu's "The First Thought" is usually played in Calyx Building in August.

The whole city is good at it, and a geisha has just become Zhao Jiechou. Zhang Hu's "Music of Qian Qiu" celebrates the fact that the willow in Chinan has not blossomed, so I really put a plum blossom first.

My wife sang "The Spring Warbler" and the flowers were dancing gently. Zhang Hu's "Spring Warbler Outside the Castle Peak Building Outside the Mountain", when will the West Lake Dance stop? Lin Sheng's "Lin 'an Mansion Inscription" was innocent and came to Yaochi.

Graceful and covered, full of beauty, very clean when making up. Too mobile to turn over, it's time to dance.

It's still the same sentence: old fragrance is light powder, flowers are not like it, and people are haggard. I want to call fairy Ling Bo.

Boating, waves travel thousands of miles. I'm only worried about looking back. The ice curtain is half covered, and the Ming Dynasty is falling.

The shadow of the moon is sad, and the dew is scattered. Who leans on the small aperture? * * * In Fang Meng, there are still amphibious snow herons, and it is cold at night.

I once hosted a banquet with Xian Di in Zhaoyang for the book "Water" written by both Lu and Lao. There are countless songs and dances, among which the most favorite is the dress dance.

When dancing, cold food and spring breeze days, jade hook down the bar before the incense table. Yan Ruyu, who was a dancer before the incident, didn't wear fashionable clothes.

Xia rocked her crown, and she was full of admiration. Have a graceful demeanour doesn't seem to be Luo Qi, but Gu Jiling will hang up soon.

Zheng Xiao and the flute are mixed with each other, and their voices are swaying with a flick of their fingers. Scatter six plays without moving clothes, and the balcony does not fly.

In the middle sequence, the bamboo poles crack in autumn and break the ice in spring. Floating back to the light snow, smiling and sending Youlong a surprise.

The weeping willows are weak, and the clouds are long. The smoke moth is at a loss, and the wind sleeves are low and affectionate.

Shangyuan refers to the green calyx, and the queen mother bid farewell to Joan. Numerous sounds are urgent for twelve times, and jumping beads shake jade.

Xiang Luan's dance is full of wings, and the crane song ends. I was surprised at first sight, but not enough to stare.

I haven't heard this song since 1989 fell into the world. Listen to mandrills in the city, and cuckoos crow under the dam.

In the second year of moving to Aiqiantang, I was in the mood to ask Sizhu. Exquisite and graceful, thank you Zheng, and talk about your life.

Clear strings and brittle pipes make delicate hands, so that you can make beautiful skirts. By the lake in front of the virtual white pavilion, just press it three times before and after.

I threw that bastard away. I heard that the stars are scattered now. I went to Suzhou in May this year to get old at dusk.

A greedy case often invades the night, not listening to it. Qiu Lai had nothing to do but be bored, and suddenly he had nowhere to ask.

Wen Jun, whose ministry is full of musicians, asked if there were any female dancers. There are100000 households in Yun Qi county, and no one knows that there is a costume party.

Just send Long song with me, titled "Dress and Feather Spectrum". Four flower notes are blue and red, and clothes are written in them.

There are many different forms, just like the dancers in Zhaoyang. At present, I seem to see the shape and quality. I think the past and the present are the same.

Doubt comes from a soul dream, like writing a picture of Danqing. I love acquaintance, born in singing and shaped in poetry.

I've never heard of you, breaking the tune of rainbow skirt and feather coat. I'll never see my poem again, and I haven't finished filming the song "Love in a Dress".

Everything has its owner, and Yang created the sound spectrum and wealth. You said this kind of dance is rare. It must be "City of Poor Girls".

Xiaoyu, the demon of martial arts, flies like smoke, and the more beautiful it is, the more beautiful it is. Beautiful flowers and clever smiles have been lonely for a long time, and the nursery is empty.

As you said, it's true. Try to listen to me calmly. If you want the national color to spread, I'm afraid this dance will be abolished.

Yao Yan's advantages and disadvantages are far from each other, and most of them are just flattery. Li Juan's Zhang Taijun is not too suspicious, and he plans to learn from it as appropriate.

Bai Juyi's "Yi Yu Ge Wei Shi": Young girls step on the spring day and step on Pingyang to win their hometown. Don't forget to dance your sleeves and bow your waist, and the street west hooks people's intestines.

There is a southern beauty in Kong's Pingyang Ci, dancing a green waist. In late autumn, the banquet is full of flowers.

Graceful as Lan Diancui, Wan Ru Youlong leads. The more gorgeous, the more beautiful.

The slow state can't be bad, and the complicated posture bends to the end. 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.

Li Qunyu's "Going to the East Building to Watch Dance on the 9th in Changsha" opened a splendid banquet and played three drums. The red candle moves the peach leaves and the purple shirt moves the branches.

The hip flower hung with cymbals is heavy on the waist, and the hat becomes a golden bell on the snow surface. You can't stay at the end of the song, and sex is sent to the balcony.

Bai Juyi's "Geisha of Philosophy" Wu Dao sewed colorful dance clothes, and the beautiful makeup and clothing won the spring, and the eyebrows and sleeves flew snow. The whole city is rare, which makes Chu drunk and forget to return.

The candle in the high hall is dim, and the jade hairpin hangs the tassel. Li Bai's golden flower folds the hood, and the white horse returns late.

Dance with wide sleeves, like a bird from the east. Li Bai's light rain fell on Fang Fei, and the garden was full of lights.

Mangroves rock song fans, green beads dance clothes. Countless strings are tuned to wine, and those who are mixed are homesick.

When you are sad, you are ashamed to see flowers fly. Chen Ziliang's "Appreciating Xiao's Zhong Chunyuan and Listening to Prostitutes" has a resplendent side.

2. Poetry about performance

Du Fu Watching Gong Sundaniang Dance Sword

There is a poem "Watching Gong Sundaniang's Disciples Dance Sword"

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.

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.

also

"Listening to Dong Blowing clarinet" by Li Jie.

At that time, Cai Yan once produced Song of A Qin, and played this song in 18 sections.

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.

Note: 1, Cai female: Cai Yan (Yuexi). 2. Beat: the passage of music. 3, winding, horn feather: In ancient times, Gong Shangjiao feather was the pentatonic. 4,: the sound of fallen leaves, the sound of Yuqin. 5. Lodi: Lhasa, Tibet today. 6. Dongpu: Room? Of course, it belongs to the province. 7. Fengchi: Fengchi, named after its proximity to the emperor.

The whole poem skillfully combines Dong's acting skills, piano sound, historical background and feelings of historical figures, and is comprehensive, meticulous and natural. Finally praised the house? It is also an admiration for yourself. With amazing imagination, this poem artificially describes the changes of the piano sound, and turns the abstract piano sound into a beautiful and concrete image, which is easy for readers to feel. It is a good poem that describes music earlier.

3. What are the poems describing the performance?

1, northern song Yan, "partridge sky, colorful sleeves, concentrate on holding jade bells"

Multicolored sleeves hold jade clocks diligently. 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.

Remember to meet each other after parting. 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.

2. Hu's "Night Lights on the fifteenth day of the first month"

Thousands of doors were unlocked and brightly lit, and they moved to Dijing in the middle of the first month.

Three hundred wives danced in sleeves and wrote the sky in an instant.

3. Hu's "Miscellaneous Songs and Spring Warbler"

The willows in Xingqing Hunan haven't blossomed yet. I really put a plum first.

My wife sang "The Spring Warbler" and the flowers were dancing gently.

4. Tang Li Bai has four bright moons, the first part.

Flowers in the next pot of wine, no friends, drink alone.

Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people.

The moon doesn't know how to drink, but the shadow in front of it is behind.

I have to mingle with them and enjoy the happiness of spring.

The song I sing is bright and wandering, and I dance the shadow before wandering.

Wake up and be happy together, and disperse after drunkenness.

I am willing to stay with them forever and forget the harm of friendship, just like the Milky Way.

5. The title of Lin Sheng in the Southern Song Dynasty.

When will the singing and dancing in the West Lake stop? Warm winds make tourists drunk and make Hangzhou a continent.

4. What are the sentences describing the performance?

Hello, landlord:

The sentences describing the performance are as follows:

Describe performance:

1, a burst of opening gongs and drums, Longhua came out. In order to attract the enemy to the maximum extent and not let them give up halfway, Du took out his own swordsmanship regardless of the arrangement of the plot. She holds a pair of bright stage props plated with nickel and iron, with a black Qi Diao bow on the left and an embroidered golden quiver on the right. With gongs and drums on three sides, one by one flies to the ground, the sword is bright, and his eyes are like autumn water. She looks like a spring flower. She is red and slim. Only this beautiful hand won the house applause.

2. Excellent performance description: 1. The audience's eyes, like the beams of countless searchlights, are closely chasing the Wushu athletes who are performing.

3, after a while, but as soon as you smell the barrier, there will be silence, and no one dares to wow. The full house of guests had no long necks. They listened carefully with their heads held high, smiled and praised silently, which made them feel wonderful. The guests relaxed a little and gradually straightened up. So all the guests kept their faces straight, bravely armed to the teeth, fought two wars and wanted to go first.

5. What are the poems describing the performance?

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. 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. Tang Dynasty: Du Fu's Watching Gong Sundaniang Disciples Dance Sword Once upon a time, there was a beautiful woman named Gong Sundaniang. Whenever she dances with a sword, she makes a sensation.

There were many people watching, and their faces changed color because of fear. The world is also infected by her dance, ups and downs. The sword is dazzling. E79FA5E98193E4B893E5b19E31333639631is like Houyi shooting for nine days, and the dance is vigorous and agile, just like a dragon. When dancing, the sword is like thunder, which makes people hold their breath.

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. Song Dynasty: Yan's "Partridge Sky, Colorful Sleeves Holding Jade Bell" danced from the dusk of willow branches on the moon until the night when the roof fell on the treetops outside the building. We danced and sang heartily, so tired that we couldn't shake the peach blossom fan any more.

The city music under the overpass is soft and melodious, half of it goes with the river wind and the other half floats into the clouds. This kind of music should only be in heaven, where can I hear it several times?

Tang Dynasty: Du Fu's "Gift of Flowers" The music in Jinguan City is soft and melodious, half floating with the river wind and half floating into the clouds. This kind of music should only be found in the sky. How many times can you hear it on the earth? Thousands of doors are locked and brightly lit. In the middle of January, it moved to Beijing.

Three hundred wives danced in sleeves and wrote the sky in an instant. Tang Dynasty: The night view of Zhang Hu on the 15th day of the first month. The whole city opened the door and went out. The capital of the fifteenth day of the first month is very lively.

Many ladies-in-waiting are dancing in sleeves, and the music of human singing and dancing goes straight into the sky. Wu Dao cut the ribbon and sewed dance clothes. Bright makeup and beautiful clothes won the spring glow.

As soon as the eyebrows turn and the sleeves fly, the whole city is rare in the independent world. Tang Dynasty: Li Bai's "Three Poems" women's beautiful and colorful silk dance clothes were cut with scissors produced by Wu. Her bright makeup and beautiful clothes are more brilliant than today's spring.

Her every move is so charming, as if snowflakes are flying lightly between her brow sleeves. Tile a brocade feast and beat the drums three times as a reminder.

The red candle moves the peach leaves and the purple shirt moves the branches. Use a hanging cymbal, the waist is heavy, and the hat becomes a golden bell.

You can't stay at the end of the song, and sex is sent to the balcony. Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi's "Folding Branch Prostitute" is a poem praising the folding branch dance.

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 more beautiful.

The slow state can't be bad, and the complicated posture bends to the end. 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.

Tang Dynasty: Li Qunyu's Nine Upstairs to the East Building to Watch Changsha Dance is a poem praising the spectacular dance. Yan Ruyu, a former dancer, doesn't wear tacky clothes.

Xia rocked her crown, and she was full of admiration. The graceful demeanour seems unwilling to be Luo Qi, and Gu Jiling hangs in the Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi's Song of Clothes and Feathers Dance is graceful and graceful, wearing a rainbow skirt and a rosy cloud shawl.

6. What are the sentences describing the performance?

1, a moment later, but when I smelled the barrier, I was full of silence, and no one dared to wow.

The full house of guests had no long necks. They listened carefully with their heads held high, smiled and praised silently, which made them feel wonderful. The audience is like a mountain lost between them, the world moves back and forth with her movements.

Nine days later, as fast as an angel in front of a dragon's wing. She began to be like a thunderbolt, venting its anger and ending the shining calm like rivers and seas.

3, the sound was not very loud at first, but I felt that there was a wonderful scene that I couldn't say in my ear: in the internal organs, like a piece of iron, it was stuck everywhere; Thirty-six thousand pores are like eating ginseng fruit, and no pore is not carefree. 4、。

Bai Xiangshan said in a poem, "Big beads and small beads fall on the king's plate." You can do it.

The beauty of it is that when he speaks very fast, the listener seems to be unable to keep up, but he speaks clearly and sends every word to the depths of the human helix. 5. Knowing that you are in that extremely high place, you can still turn around.

After several times, it went up a layer, three or four times in succession, one after another. This is like climbing Mount Tai from the west of Ole Peak: at first glance, Ole Peak is the same, thinking it is at the top of Datong; When I turned to the top of Zuolai Mountain, I saw Fan Cliff on the top of Zuolai Mountain. When I turned to Fanya, I found that the worse the door was on Fanya: the more dangerous, the more dangerous it was.

6. After Wang Xiaoyu sang to a very high level of three or four folds, he suddenly fell and tried to show a thousand times the spirit, like a flying snake hovering in the middle of the 36 peaks of Huangshan Mountain. 7. The performance began, and a host with crutches came forward to announce the curtain call.

Then, several deaf-mute elder sisters performed wonderful dance programs on stage. 8. After that, it suddenly rose again, like fireworks in the east, a marble rose into the sky and turned into thousands of colorful flames, scattered vertically and horizontally.

9, this sound flies, that is, there are infinite sounds to be concurrent. 10, the player who plays the black boy also uses round fingers, big and small, which are consistent with his voice, such as the spring dawn in the flower dock and the sound of a good bird.

My ears are too busy to know what to listen to. 1 1, just about to move, suddenly listening to Huo Ran, all the strings were silent.

At this time, the audience cheered and thundered. 12, instantaneous, weekly turnover times.

From then on, the singing became lower and thinner, and the voice gradually disappeared. Everyone in the garden held their breath and dared not move less.

About two or three minutes, it seems that there is a sound coming from underground. 13, sang a dozen words, and gradually sang higher and higher, suddenly pulled out a gyro, like walking a tightrope and throwing it into the sky, and could not help secretly exclaiming.

14. They all wore white school uniforms and performed wonderfully. Their songs are sometimes high-pitched and sometimes melodious, which is very beautiful. 15, the animal trainer ordered the sea lion to get off the iron wheel. The sea lion immediately went to the iron ladder and clapped his hands with his double fins, as if to say, "Look, look how great I am!" The audience couldn't help clapping their hands and cheering for the sea lion.