Prose Poetry Expressing Love for Dance: The Most Beautiful Dancer in May
A field in the country
It's already green
I am on Longshang.
Singing about his old father.
Your waist is bent like a plow
But still work in obscurity
Hold the dawn with chapped and rough hands.
The seeder is singing a happy song.
You are a dancer.
Accompanied by beautiful dance
Dress up the earth.
Writing a labor hymn for the festival.
Prose Poetry Expressing Love for Dance Part II: Stage When I walk on the stage of life,
I am in high spirits,
The stars and the moon stop for me,
The sun is cheering for me.
When I reached the stage of love,
I also sincerely understand.
Birds sing for me,
There is a breeze to express my feelings for me.
When I came to the stage of fate
I used to be carefree,
There are colorful clouds paving the way for me,
Hundreds of flowers bloom for me.
Prose poem 3: Dancing out of youth, walking in Chang 'an Park, seeing that most of the dancers are old people, I feel it.
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forehead
Wrinkled
deep
Deep wrinkles
I wrote down the storms I experienced.
And the hardships of life.
I used to be a handsome boy and a pretty girl.
I also had brilliant youth.
For parents' expectations.
Work hard and forge ahead.
For the children's happiness
Get up early and get greedy.
Time, dyed white sideburns.
Years have withered youth.
Shallow lake
Was in the prime of life.
Weeping willows by the lake
Record those beautiful rings that have passed away.
at present
The child has grown up.
adult
Old trees sprout new buds.
childlike innocence
Not lost
The music sounded.
inspiring
Dance lightly
tread lightly
Dancing drives away aging.
Dance out youth
A sketch poem expressing love for dance Part IV: Dancer, I looked at the stage stupidly.
People are silly to dance.
I didn't forget that it was in the cold winter.
A tulle worn by dancers
Freeze whitening
When the applause rang,