Are there any words to describe Indian customs?

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Dedicated to the Indian dancer sisters Karama.

The curtain slowly opened and the Karama sisters danced. That light dance, beautiful melody and charming costumes vividly show us the exotic cultural customs. After reading this article, can you imagine the excitement and carnival of life and mind?

How to describe the dance of Indian Karama sisters?

If I were a poet, I would write a long poem to describe their various dances.

If I were a painter, I would touch them with various colors and dye their bright brow and gorgeous clothes.

If I were a composer, I would use notes to convey their light dance steps and ringing bells.

If I were a sculptor, I would simulate their slim, agile and energetic figures on jade.

But I'm nothing! I can only describe this amazing dance art with my own poor words.

Like a baby, he saw a dazzling red lotus in the morning sun and a peacock dancing in the depths of the forest. He wanted to surprise him, but he couldn't find the right language except silence.

But, my friend, can I hold back my joy and excitement and not spit out my silence to you?

I dare not pretend to be a scholar who studies Indian dance to explain the history and factions of Indian dance, and to show that their performance of Bharata dance is authentic. I dare not praise their gestures and how they "show their appearance" professionally like a dancer.

I am just an admirer, but I am willing to try my best to tell the "beauty" of flying that I feel in my heart!

My friend, on an unforgettable night, the curtain slowly opened, and a dance statue of Shiva Tian was enshrined on a small table on the stage, with two high-legged copper lamps burning on both sides. The atmosphere on the stage was quiet and solemn.

Karama Lakshman is out. What a brilliant moment! She lowered her head, folded her hands and looked up at the audience. She has a beautiful face, long eyebrows and eyes that can speak thousands of words.

She stood stiffly.

The flute sounded, the tambourine sounded, and Sansong and Karama began to dance.

She used her long eyebrows, beautiful eyes, fingers and waist, flowers in her bun and pleated skirt around her waist, and her fine dance steps and countless ringing bells to dance the joys and sorrows of the poem slowly like clouds and whirl like a whirlwind.

Although we don't know the content of the story, our emotions can sing with her movements! We watched her frown suddenly, revealing infinite sadness; Suddenly blushed with laughter, revealing endless joy; Suddenly, the drooping eyelids on the side show a low and euphemistic shyness; Suddenly, I looked at it angrily, showing all-powerful 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 her best to tell the beautiful poetry story of ancient India with flexible and skilled limbs and facial features!

A dance performance (little sister Rada, sometimes dancing alone, sometimes with her sister, she is a chick! We found that they are not only gods and people, but also plants and animals: such as lotus fluttering, deer scurrying and jumping, peacock strutting, all of which can be described incisively and vividly! The most wonderful thing is the "snake dance", the gentle shaking of the neck and the trembling of the shoulders: a series of flexible peristalsis, from the fingertips of the right hand to the fingertips of the left hand! I really can't describe it. I can only borrow two poems by Bai Juyi, "The pearl dazzles the stars, and the flowers compete for the dragon and snake."

After watching the dance of the Kalama sisters, people deeply realized the beautiful and long-standing culture and art of India: dance, music, sculpture, pictures … are all like branches on the same banyan tree, hanging down and rooted underground. So many branches are closely connected in the earth, absorbing the food provided by Mother Earth, which is the vast people of India.

Karama and Rada are just two soft branches on this big banyan tree. Although Karama has spent her 22-year-old life on the stage 17 years; Rada, 12 years old, also has four years of performance experience, but we know that India's great mother earth will continue to raise them.

The most disappointing thing is that they just showed their "Youlong" dance to the people of China. Because of the needs of the people of the motherland, I will fly back in two or three days!

In Beijing in the early spring, we can't find any full and fragrant flowers like their hometown of South India. We can only learn from their great poet Tagore's poem: Let's put on our hearts of admiration and gratitude like red flowers, give them to their chests, take them back to the Indian people, thank them for their friendship and enthusiasm, and thank them for the kindness of Lakshman sisters!