1. 10 poems describing dancing
1. Dance low in the heart of the willow tower and sing the wind under the peach blossom fan. ——Yan Jidao's "Partridge Sky".
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"
3. The waist is soft when learning to dance with red gauze, and the dance clothes are dyed like a palace. ——Yan Jidao's "Jade House Spring· Red Thread Dance, My Waist Is Soft"
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"
5. Slow singing, slow dancing, and silk and bamboo dances, which the king cannot see enough. ——Bai Juyi's "Song of Everlasting Sorrow"
6. The dance turns back to the red sleeves, and the song is filled with sorrow and green tints. The whole hall is full of sunshine, and the seats are decorated with beautiful figures. ——Wen Tingyun's "Reflection on Old Love and Fifty Rhymes Presented to Huainan Li Pushe"
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"
8. The dance is slow due to excessive emotions, and the singing slows down the mood. Raising the wrist feels that the clothes are heavy, turning back the waist to feel the beauty, the elegant clothes are charming, and the light belt is easy. Love shakes. 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 falling in love with each other at this time. ——He Xun's "Poem of a Dancing Prostitute"
9. There is a beautiful woman 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"
10. Plain skin is innocent and innocent, coming to the Yuli Yao Pond at dawn. The pavilion is covered with verdant 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. In ***Fangmeng, there are still amphibious snow egrets, which are startled by the cold night. ——Lv Tonglao's "Water Dragon Song" 2. Poems about dance
1. Dance turns back to the red sleeves, singing sorrowfully and gathering the green moon. The whole hall is full of 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 verdant 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. In ***Fangmeng, there are still amphibious snow egrets, which are 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.
Watching Lady Gongsun’s disciples perform sword dancing
Author: Du Fu
On October 19, the second year of the Dali calendar, I met Yuan Zhi at the house of Kui Mansion. Linying Li Twelve Niang danced with swords and strengthened her Qi. When asked about her teacher, she said: "I am also a disciple of Aunt Yu Gongsun." When he was dancing, his sword was loose and his sword was smooth, and when he was filing, he was alone in his crown. 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 lady named Gongsun, who 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 beauty Linying is in Baidi, and she dances this song wonderfully.
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. 3. Poems about dance
1. The bright red fire shines on the beautiful woman, and the affectionate invitation invites you to a blind date.
Yan Ran's mind was confused and it was not her son's fault. 2. The white dew is about to condense, the grass has turned yellow, and the golden jade pillars ring in the bridal chamber.
My two hearts are soaring together, I send my love to you, don’t forget it. 3. The cold boudoir is closed in the day and the curtain is hanging down, and the beauty and beauty are familiar to each other.
I will never waver even if I take the double elixir, and I will give it to you with my long sleeves brushing my face. 4. The dance turns back to the red sleeves, and the song melancholy collects the green tint.
The whole hall is full of sunshine, and the seats are decorated with beautiful figures. 5. Water Dragon Song by Lu Tonglao. With pure skin and innocence, he comes to the Yuliyao Pond at dawn.
The pavilion is covered with verdant green, full of plain dimples, and the makeup is washed away in time. The Taiye ripples, the neon clothes are dancing, the soul is broken and the water flows.
The old days are still fragrant and pink, the flowers are not the same, and the people are haggard. I want to call Fairy Lingbo.
The boat is like a boat, 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. In ***Fangmeng, there are still amphibious snow egrets, which are startled by the cold night.
6. Lotus Picking Dance Ruigong Langyuan. Listen to Emperor Juntian's music and know him several times.
Fighting like the world, a new song of picking lotus. The willow waist is light and the oriole's tongue is chirping.
Who will tie you to the carefree mist? 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.
7. The chanting and dancing poems are pitifully called twenty-eight. Each section is like a flying dragon, hanging over the river in Heyang. It is the same as in Huainan. When you enter the line, you can see the footsteps advancing, turn your head to look at the servant girl in the sky, and move your wrists with sweet flowers and jade. The shirt goes with the wind as one wishes, why does the guest need to get up? The crow is not willing to end. 8. Dance Poetry (Yang Yuhuan) The fragrant fragrance lingers when the sleeves move, and the red lotus curls up in the autumn smoke.
The wind is blowing on the Qingyun Mountains, and the water is blowing by the tender willow pond. 9. Preface to "Watching Lady Gongsun's Disciples Dance with Swords and Utensils" by Du Fu. On October 19, the second year of the Dali calendar, I went to Yuan Chi's house in Kui Mansion to see Lady Li Twelfth in Linying, dancing with swords and weapons, making her magnificent.
When asked about his teacher, he said: I am also a disciple of Aunt Yu Gongsun. In the third year of Kaiyuan, Yu Shang was a child, and he recorded watching Gongsun's sword dance in Yancheng.
When Liuli suddenly failed, he stood out alone. He has been a member of Erjiifang in Yichun Liyuan since Gaotou, and has been serving as an outsider.
Jade appearance and brocade clothes, but also a white head! This disciple is also very handsome. Now that we have identified its origin, we know that there are no other waves.
Take care of things generously, talk about swordsmanship. In the past, Zhang Xu, a native of Wu, was good at cursive calligraphy. He saw Mrs. Gongsun dancing with the Xihe sword in Ye County several times. From then on, his cursive writing improved and he was generous and grateful.
Gongsun Ke knows it! Once upon a time, there was a beautiful lady named Gongsun. When she danced with her sword, she moved all directions. The viewer is as depressed as the mountains, and the heaven and earth are depressed for a long time.
Huo Ruyi shoots at the nine sunsets, like a group of emperors flying into the sky, coming like thunder to collect its wrath, and ending up like the clear light of the river and sea. Her crimson 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 this song wonderfully. 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 seem to have turned back, and the wind and dust have darkened the royal family.
The children of the pear garden are scattered like smoke, and the remaining figures of the female musicians reflect the cold sun. The wood in front of the pile of golden millet has been arched, and the grass in Qutang's stone city is desolate.
The tempestuous feast comes to an end, and the moon comes out in the east with great joy and sorrow. I don’t know where it’s going? The cocoon on the foot turns to the barren mountain, and the disease turns to sorrow.
10. Songs of Colorful Clothes and Feathered Clothes and Wei Zhi Bai Juyi In the past, I served Emperor Xian of the Yuan Dynasty, and I once accompanied him to a banquet in Zhaoyang. There are countless songs and dances, but the most favorite is the colorful dance.
Dancing in the cold spring weather, in front of the incense table under the jade hook railing. The dancer in front of the case had a beautiful face and was not wearing customary clothes.
Hongshang Xiapei steps and shakes the crown, and the pearls are worn numerously. Pingting seems to be ignoring Luo Qi, listening to her music hanging and walking again and again.
The six pieces of the prelude are still undressed, and the clouds on the balcony are lingering.
In the middle of the sequence, the filming begins, the bamboo poles crack in the autumn and the ice breaks in the spring. The floating snow turns back to the light, and the beauty sends the wandering dragon into shock.
The willow behind the little hand is weak, and the clouds are about to grow when the train is slanted. The tobacco moth is in a state of panic, and the wind sleeves are held low as if they are sentimental.
Shangyuan ordered the servant girl to attract the green calyx, and the Queen Mother waved goodbye to Feiqiong. Twelve times of complex sounds and sharp knots, how can the jade be shaken by dancing pearls?
The flying luan dances but then folds its wings, and the croaking crane finally makes a long sound. At that time, I was shocked to see it, but it was not enough to stare at it and listen to it.
I have been in this world for eight or nine years, and I have never heard this song. In Huancheng, I could only hear the mandrills talking, and in Baxia, I could only hear the cuckoos crying.
In the second year after I fell in love with Qian Tang, I finally got in the mood to ask Sizhu. The exquisite harp and harp thank the good zheng, and Chen Chongyu's chestnut and pear sheng.
The clear strings and crisp pipes and the slender hands can teach you to make colorful clothes in one piece. By the lake in front of Xubai Pavilion, you should only press it three times before and after.
Then all the concubines came and abandoned them. After hearing the truth, they all dispersed. I arrived in Suzhou in May this year, and my head turned gray at dawn and dusk.
The greedy reading of documents often invades the night, and I don’t listen to Sheng songs until autumn. Autumn has come, I have nothing to do and I am bored. I suddenly recall the colorful clothes and have nowhere to ask.
I heard that there are many musicians in your department and asked if there were any dancers wearing colorful clothes. Answer: Among the 100,000 households in the seven counties, no one knows that there is dancing in neon clothes.
Only send me a long song, inscribed with the score of colorful clothes and feathers. The four flower papers are blue and red, and the colorful clothes are recorded in them.
Thousands of postures are clearly visible, just like the Zhaoyang dancers. It was as if I could see the form before my eyes, and my thoughts about the past and the present were the same.
Doubts are summoned from dreams, as if they were written out of pictures. I love neon clothes and you know them together. They come from singing and taking shape in poetry.
I haven’t seen my singing cloud in the past, and I am shocked by the song of colorful clothes and feathers. I don’t see my poems anymore. I love my colorful clothes before they are photographed.
It is said that everything has its own master, and Yang created the record of your destiny. You said that this dance is rare, it must be a poor girl in the city.
The Wu Yao and Xiao Yu flew into smoke, and the more beautiful Xi Shi turned into earth. The delicate smiles of the delicate flowers have been lonely for a long time, and the baby's house is empty.
As you said, it is true. Please listen to me calmly. If you want the beauty of the country, you can start to translate it, but I am afraid that this dance will be abandoned in the world.
The good and bad of Yanyi are far apart, and most of them are only praised by others. Li Juan is Zhang Tsaijun, don't be dissatisfied, he also plans to teach you what is appropriate.
11. Step Lyrics Liu Yuxi The moon rises over the spring river and the embankment is flat, and the girls on the embankment walk hand in hand. After singing all the new words, I am happy to see you, and the partridges sing in the trees reflected in the red window.
12. The first "stepping lyrics" of Kong Shangren's "Pingyang Bamboo Branch Poems" include: "The girl from Fengyang stepped on the spring sun, and stepped into her hometown in Pingyang. She has not forgotten her dancing sleeves and bowed waist, and hooked the hearts of passers-by on the west side of the street. ".
13. Partridge Sky - Yan Jidao held the jade bell diligently with colorful sleeves, but he was drunk and red in the past. He danced low to the moon in the willow tower, and sang in the wind under the peach blossom fan. After seeing each other again, we met again and again. The dream of returning to the soul is with you. I have a few silver photos left tonight, as if I am afraid that the meeting is in a dream. 14. On the 9th, I went to the East Tower in Changsha to watch the dance. Li Qunyu, a beautiful lady from the southern country, danced with a light green waist. Hua Yan Jiuqiu twilight, flying sleeves blowing over the clouds and rain.
As graceful as an orchid, as graceful as a swimming dragon. The more beautiful the Qianxi River, the more beautiful Wu Ji stopped.
The slow state cannot be exhausted, and the complicated postures will eventually end. The low lotus breaks through the waves, and the messy snow lingers in the wind.
When the ear is falling, the veil is flowing, and the train is trying to trace the sky. I'm worried that I can't catch it, so I fly away to catch it.
15. Zhezhiji by Bai Juyi. The brocade feast is opened with a flat pavement, and three drums are played in a row to encourage it. 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.
16. Dance lyrics. Bai Zongci Li Bai Sang Qingge, hair white teeth, the beauty of the north is the son of the east neighbor.
When the white thread is chanted, it stops at the Lu River, and the water grows long. 4. Poems about dancing
"The Jade Girl Dances in Colorful Clothes" - Li Taixuan of the Tang Dynasty. His dance moves dispersed and recovered in the wind, and his singing sounds like a chime but still have a faint rhyme. Thousands of visits to the place where I write lyrics for festivals, my charming eyes are like waves flowing into my temples.
"Cao Shijiu Dances with the Green Pearl" - Yuan Zhen of the Tang Dynasty was in a hurry to clear up the dance, and then the dance clothes were tied. She waved her hand affectionately, and her sleeves were staggered. The willows pull the threads, and the wind turns back to the snow. Ningxiao is charming and unwavering, often surviving complicated festivals.
"Nine Days in Changsha, Climbing the East Tower to Watch the Dance" - Tang Dynasty Li Qunyu One: There is a beautiful woman from the south, dancing with a light green waist. Hua Yan Jiuqiu twilight, flying sleeves blowing over the clouds and rain. As graceful as orchids and emerald greens, as graceful as a swimming dragon. The more beautiful the Qianxi River, the more beautiful Wu Ji stopped. Second: The slow state cannot be exhausted, and the complicated postures will eventually end. The low lotus breaks through the waves, and the messy snow lingers in the wind. When the ear falls, the veil flows, and the train is repaired to trace the sky. I'm worried that I can't catch it, so I fly away to catch it.
"Chen·Back Court Dance"——Tang Dynasty·Sun Yuanyan Yanwan is as graceful as flying, with beautiful sleeves and jade poses. There is a song in the back courtyard that teaches dance, and the dance is unknown to the king.
"Song and Dance" - Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty. As long as the king is in the air, the country will fall.
"Poetry of Harmony and Dance" - Southern and Northern Dynasties·Yu Xin's bridal chamber is bright with flowers and candles. Yan Yu dances lightly. Daytons follow the festival. The low servants chased each other. The first step is to move forward. The shirt flutters and the song is not completed. Luan looks back at the mirror and is full of desire. Hegu City should be tilted. I have gone to school in heaven. He is born in the world.
"Hu Xuannu - quit learning more" - Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty Hu Xuannu, Hu Xuannu. The heart responds to the strings and the hands respond to the drums. With the sound of the string drum, both sleeves are raised, and the snow flutters and dances. Turn left and right without getting tired, and there is no end to the endless twists and turns. The world of things is incomparable, the running wheel is slow and the whirlwind is slow. At the end of the song, I thanked the emperor again, and the emperor opened his mouth slightly. Hu Xuannu came out of Kangju and traveled eastward for more than ten thousand miles in vain. The Central Plains has its own tricksters, but they are not as good as you in fighting for cleverness and contention. Tianbao is about to change every year, and all the ministers and concubines learn to change. Among them are Taizhen and Wailu Mountain, both of whom are the best at playing tricks. She was registered as a concubine in the pear garden and raised as a son under the golden rooster barrier. The Huxuan in Lushan confused the king's eyes, and the soldiers crossed the Yellow River and doubted that they had resisted. The noble concubine's misunderstanding confuses the king's heart, and the thought of abandoning Ma Wei is even deeper. Since then, the axis of the earth and the sky have been rotating, and it has been unstoppable for fifty years. Hu Xuannu, Mo Kongwu, sings this song several times to understand the Lord.
"Tian Shijun's beauty dances like a lotus, Bei Yuange (this song originally came from Beitong City)" - Tang Cen Shen's beauty dances like a lotus, which the world has never seen. The high hall is full of red 氍湹, trying to dance to a song that is unique in the world. This piece of music was introduced to the Han Dynasty by the barbarians, and the guests were surprised and sighed when they saw it. The slow-faced Jiao'e is slender and delicate, and the light Luo Jinwei flowers are verdant. When I turn my sleeves, it's like flying snow, and when I turn left and right, there's a whirlwind. The pipa, horizontal flute and weizai are playing, and the yellow clouds are gathering on the top of Huamen Mountain. Suddenly there was a sound of stuffing in, and the white grass and sand rustled coldly. It's like being a god when you turn over and over again. Seeing the past and looking back, you will become new again. Only then did I realize that all the songs are incomparable. Picking lotus and falling plum blossoms are just deafening. People in the world learn to dance just to dance, how can they behave like this?
"Dance" - Li Qiao of the Tang Dynasty traveled to the Golden Valley and beauties filled the city. Xiayi turns on the mat, Hua Xiuxue comes forward. Yifeng harmonizes with clear music, and Huiluan responds to the elegant sound. If you don't have a strong wish, who will reward you with a light waist?
"Dance" - Zhang Hu of the Tang Dynasty. There is a wonderful dance on the Jingtai, with clouds and rain half-dressed. The waist is curled and bent, and the sleeves of the jacket are about to fly away. The mist is light and red, and the wind is bright purple roses. Forced to spread new ideas, there are few disciples in the world.
"Yong and Dance" - Xiao Deyan of the Tang Dynasty lowered his body and fluttered his jade pendant, raising his sleeves to brush his robe. Suspicious swallows rise across the eaves, reflecting the snow like flying flowers.
"Yong and Dance" - Yang Xidao of the Tang Dynasty (first written by Yang Shidao) February 8 is like snow, and spring is like early flowers. The branch turns to the candle, a kind of tilting toward the wind.
"Yong and Dance" - Yu Shinan of the Tang Dynasty played the Lushui with many strings, and turned back to the Luan with his long sleeves. A pair of them both match each other, and it's like looking in a mirror.
"Poetry of Chanting and Dance" - Southern and Northern Dynasties·Xiao Yan's wrist was weak and he raised it low. The body is light and can be turned back. It can be said that writing makes oneself happy. Fang and heart period ***. 5. Ancient poems describing dance
1. "Tian Shijun, the beauty dances like a lotus"
Tang Dynasty: Cen Shen
The beauty dances like a lotus Spin, people in the world should not have seen it.
The high hall is filled with red 氍湹, and the dance is unparalleled in the world.
Translation:
The beauty dances like a lotus flower, which no one in the world must have seen before.
The high hall is covered with red carpets, dancing as if in heaven and on earth.
2. "Hu Xuannu"
Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi
With the sound of string drum, both sleeves are raised. The snow flutters and dances.
Turn left and right without getting tired, and there is no end to the endless twists and turns.
Translation:
Her sleeves danced in the sound of drum music, like snowflakes floating in the air, like fluffy grass flying in the wind. Even the speeding wheels felt slower than her, and even the rapid whirlwind seemed slower than her. Inferior.
Turning left and right tirelessly, turning thousands of times without stopping.
3. "Watching Lady Gongsun's Disciples Dance with Swords"
Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
Yao Ruyi shoots the nine sunsets, as powerful as a group of emperors flying dragons Soar.
It comes like thunder to calm down its wrath, and it ends like the clear light of the river and sea.
Translation:
The sword is dazzling and dazzling, just like Hou Yi shooting down the nine suns, and the dance is vigorous and agile, just like the gods flying on the dragon.
When dancing, the sword's power is like thunder, which takes people's breath away. When it is stopped, it is calm, like the condensed waves of the river and sea.
4. "The Jade Girl Dances in Colorful Clothes"
Tang Dynasty: Li Taixuan
The dance disperses and recovers with the wind, and the singing sounds like a chime but still have a faint rhyme.
Thousands of visits to the place where the lyrics are written, the delicate eyes are like waves flowing into the temples.
Translation:
The woman's dancing postures spread out and retracted with the wind, her graceful figure danced gracefully, and her singing voice was as sonorous and powerful as a musical instrument, rhythmic and melodious.
She danced gracefully and conveyed her emotions with her eyes. The pair of charming eyes between her hair and temples were as clear as water waves and made people fascinated.
5. "One of Four Poems for Drinking Alone Under the Moon"
Tang Dynasty: Li Bai
A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without any blind date.
Raise your glass to the bright moon, and look at each other as three people.
The moon does not know how to drink, but its shadow follows me.
For the time being, the moon will be shadowed, and we must have fun until spring.
My song is lingering in the moon, my dancing shadows are chaotic.
They make love together when they are awake, but they separate when they are drunk.
We will travel together forever, and we will meet each other in Miao Yunhan.
Translation:
Put a pot of fine wine among the flowers, and I drink it by myself, without any relatives or friends around me.
Raise your glass to the sky, invite the bright moon, face my shadow, and we become three people.
The bright moon cannot understand the joy of drinking and drinking, and its shadow can only follow me silently.
For the time being, let’s be accompanied by the shadow of the bright moon, and take advantage of this spring night to have fun in time.
I recite poems, the moon wanders with me, my hands and feet dance, and the shadows follow me.
When I am sober, I share the joy with you, but when I am drunk, we go our separate ways.
I would like to form a friendship with them forever that will forget the pain, and meet by the misty Milky Way. 6. Poems about dancing
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 team to change. But riding on the colorful luan, the hibiscus looks sideways.
I hope to accompany you to this banquet every year. "Water Dragon Song" Mr. Lu Tong, whose skin is clean and innocent, comes to the Yuli Yao Pond at dawn.
The pavilion is covered with verdant green, full of plain dimples, and the makeup is washed away in time. The Taiye ripples, the neon clothes are dancing, the soul is broken and the water flows.
The old days are still fragrant and pink, the flowers are not the same, and the people are haggard. I want to call Fairy Lingbo.
The boat is like a boat, 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. In ***Fangmeng, there are still amphibious snow egrets, which are startled by the cold night.
Xue Neng's "Zhezhi Ci" On the new residence on the balcony, there is a little Chanjuan singing and dancing. The rush is breaking and swaying, and the shirt is half off the shoulders.
Gu Kuang's "Five Odes and Dances at the Prince's Prostitute's Table" Khan? The new clothes can't be painted, and the silk is in a hurry and the dance clothes are light. There is no doubt that there is no shadow in the fallen flowers around the tree, and there is emotion in the returning snow from the wind.
Li Bai's "Gaoguli" The golden flower folds the hood, and the white horse returns late. Dance gracefully with wide sleeves, like a bird coming from the east across the sea.
7. "Green Waist" by Li Qunyu 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.
As graceful as orchids and green twigs, like a floating 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 will eventually end. The low lotus breaks through the waves, and the snowy wind is messy.
When I fell into Er, I looked forward to it, and when I repaired my train, I wanted to see the sky. I'm worried that I can't catch it, so I fly away to catch it.
Once upon a time there was a beautiful lady named Gongsun, who 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 the nine sunsets, and 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 crimson lips and beaded sleeves are lonely, and in the evening there are disciples who spread the fragrance.
The beauty Linying is in Baidi, and she dances wonderfully to this song. After having questions and answers with me, I felt more sad and sad.
The late emperor had eight thousand maids, and Gongsun was the first in swordsmanship. In the past fifty years, 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, and I'm worried about my illness.
Bai Juyi Liao Ling What does Liao Ling look like? It is not like Luo Xiao and Dan Qi; it should be like the forty-five-foot waterfall in front of the bright moon on Tiantai Mountain. There are wonderful articles in it, and the ground is covered with white fireworks and snow.
Who weaves clothes and who clothes them? The cold girl in Yuexi is the concubine of Han Dynasty. Last year, the envoy issued an edict to take samples from heaven and weave them on earth.
Weaved with the colors of autumn geese outside the clouds, dyed with the colors of the spring waters of the south of the Yangtze River. Wide-cut shirt and long-sleeved skirt, gold iron ripple cut pattern.
The colorful and wonderful texts are reflected in each other, and the flowers are uncertain when you turn to the side. The dancer in Zhaoyang is full of kindness, and a pair of spring clothes is worth a thousand gold.
No longer stained by sweat, dragging dirt and stepping on mud without regret. The achievement of weaving silk silk is nothing more than that of ordinary bamboo silk and silk.
Many women's hands hurt from the delicate silk, and a thousand sounds are not enough. If you see the singers and dancers in Zhaoyang Palace weaving, you should feel sorry for them.
Song of Everlasting Regret by Bai Juyi The Emperor of Han was obsessed with beauty and wanted to overwhelm the country, but he couldn’t get it from Yu Yu for many years. There is a daughter in the Yang family who has just grown up. She is raised in a boudoir and no one knows her.
It’s hard to give up on natural beauty, once you choose it, you will be on the side of the king. Looking back, I smile with all my beauty, the pink and white in the Sixth Palace are colorless.
In the cold spring, bathe in Huaqing Pool, and the hot spring water will wash away the fat. The waiter lifted her up weakly. It was the beginning of a new grace.
The flowers on the temples are swaying with golden steps, and the hibiscus tent is a warm spring night. The spring night is short and the sun rises high. From now on, the king will not go to court early.
There is no leisure for Cheng Huan to serve banquets, and spring outings are devoted to all nights. There are three thousand beauties in the harem, and three thousand people love each other.
The golden house is made up to serve as a charming servant at night, and the jade house is full of drunkenness and spring. Sisters and brothers are all in the land, and the poor and glorious family is born.
This makes the hearts of parents all over the world not to be reborn as a boy, but to be reborn as a girl. The blue clouds are rising from the heights of Li Palace, and the wind of fairy music can be heard everywhere.
Slow singing, slow dancing, silk and bamboo, The king is not satisfied with it all day long. Yuyang's flying dragon stirs the ground, shocking the colorful feathers.
Smoke and dust arose from the Jiuchong City Tower, and thousands of horses traveled southwest. The green flowers waver and stop, more than a hundred miles west of the capital.
The six armies had no choice but to turn their eyebrows around and die in front of the horse. There is no one to collect the flowers and leaves on the ground, and the green gorse jade scratches the head.
The king hid his face and could not be saved. Looking back, blood and tears flowed together. The yellow leaves are scattered and the wind is rustling, and the clouds linger in the sword pavilion.
There are few people walking at the foot of Mount Emei, and the flags are dull and the sun is thin. The water of the Shu River is green, the mountains of Shu are green, and the Holy Lord is in love with you day and night.
Seeing the moon in the palace makes me sad, and hearing the sound of broken bells in the rainy night. The sky spins and the earth turns back to Long Yu. He hesitates and cannot go.
In the soil at the foot of Mawei slope, there is no place where Yu Yan died. The king and his ministers looked after each other with all their clothes on, and looked eastward at the capital gate to return on horseback.
When I return, the ponds and gardens are still the same, with lotuses and willows blooming in Taiye. Hibiscus is like a face and willows are like eyebrows. How can I not shed tears about this?
The peach and plum blossoms bloom in the spring breeze, and the sycamore leaves fall in the autumn rain. There are many autumn grasses in the south of the West Palace, and the fallen leaves are full of red leaves that are not swept away.
The disciples of Liyuan have new white hair, and the prisoner Qing'e of Jiaofang is old. The fireflies in the evening palace are quietly thinking, and the solitary lamp has been exhausted before they can fall asleep.
The long night begins with bells and drums, and the stars are about to dawn. The mandarin duck tiles are heavy with frost, and the emerald quilt is cold. Who cares?
After so many years of separation between life and death, my soul never came to sleep. Linqiong Taoist priests from Hongdu can touch the soul with their sincerity.
In order to appreciate the king's thoughts, he taught the alchemists to search diligently. Empty and control the energy, it rushes like electricity, ascending to heaven and earth to seek everywhere.
The blue sky above and the yellow spring below fall, both places are nowhere to be seen. Suddenly I heard that there was a fairy mountain on the sea. The mountain was ethereal.
The exquisite pavilion is filled with five clouds, and there are many fairies among them. There is a character in the book who is too true, with snow-skinned and colorful appearance.
Knock on the jade in the west chamber of the Golden Palace, and if you turn to the small jade, you will be rewarded with double success. Hearing that the Emperor of Han Dynasty envoys, the dream soul in Jiuhua tent is frightened.
Wandering around with clothes and pillows in hand, the silver screen of pearls and foil spreads out. The cloud bun is half fresh when sleeping, and the flower crown is not neat when I come down to the hall.
The wind blows and the fairy mantle is fluttering, just like the dancing of colorful clothes and feathers. The jade face is lonely and full of tears, and a branch of pear blossom brings rain in spring.
I look at the king with affection, and my voice and appearance are blurred once I say goodbye. Love is overwhelming in Zhaoyang Palace, and the sun and moon grow long in Pengcai Palace.
Turning back and looking down at the world where people live, I can’t see Chang’an but the dust and mist. Only the old things show deep affection, and the rhinestone alloy hairpin is sent to the future.
Leave one strand of the hairpin to form a fan, break the gold hairpin into two halves. But the heart of teaching is as strong as gold, and we will meet in heaven and on earth.
I sent my farewell message again with sincerity, and in it I vowed to know each other. On July 7th, in the Hall of Eternal Life, in the middle of the night when no one was whispering.
In the sky, I wish to be a winged bird, and on earth, I wish to be a twig. The eternity of heaven and earth will eventually end, and this hatred will last forever.
One of the eight poems of Li Baiguang's Zhongyue Music: A small living room in a golden house, filled with purple microscopic flowers. Mountain flowers are placed in the bun, and carnations are embroidered on the robe.
Every time I leave the deep palace, I always follow the chariot back home. I just worry about the singing and dancing disappearing, turning into colorful clouds flying.
Xue Tao tried out the new clothes and made three of them. The long train was originally a high-quality instrument, and he once chased the immortals to carry jade. Every time there is a song or dance in the palace, we bend down and sing Bu Xunci Wang Changling's "Spring Palace Song" Last night the wind opened the peach trees in the well, and the moon was high in the front hall of Weiyang.
Pingyang’s new favorite song and dance, .