Poetry about dancing and playing the piano 1. What are the archaic sentences describing playing the piano and dancing?
1, Weifu is seated. The jade finger exploded, revealing a slender white jade finger, stroking the piano face and thinking deeply. The piano sounded in vain, euphemistically but firmly, and the coupons came, such as noble running water and the lingering charm.
2, the sound of the piano is getting louder, dragging a beautiful dance skirt, jumping up and down, and drawing a perfect arc in the air with long sleeves, which is dizzying and fascinating. The veil covering the face was stirred up by the wind, spun in the air and floated down leisurely, sweeping the imperial secretary who held her breath.
She holds the pipa and plucks the strings like an onion, making a pleasant sound. Cold music is like the sound of spring water flowing from a cliff and hitting pebbles. The misty water mist only makes people cool for a while.
4. The string is cut like a pearl on a jade plate. Hum, whisper-then mixed together, a silver vase suddenly broke with a stream of water, jumping out of the conflict and blow between armored horses and weapons. She brushed the string, twisted it slowly, swept it and pulled it out.
5. Gently stretch out a piano, scratch your finger on it, and the clear voice comes, just like the nightingale's fatigue, drowsiness, softness and euphemism in the evening. After a while, the rhythm was light, as if the moon had risen to the sky.
2. Playing the piano and dancing sentences in ancient style
1, Qin Yi: Wei Fu, graceful and restrained, seated.
The jade finger blows gently, revealing the slender white jade finger, caressing the piano face and thinking deeply. The piano sounded in vain in the temple. The sound of the piano is euphemistic but firm, and the tickets come, such as noble running water and the lingering charm ... The sound of the piano gradually rises, dragging a beautiful dance skirt, jumping up and down, and drawing a perfect arc in the air with long sleeves, which is intoxicating to the eyes and heart. The veil that covered her face was provoked by the wind, and made a spin in the air, falling leisurely and sweeping the imperial secretary who held her breath. Looking at her, his eyes sparkled and covered the naughty silk. 2. Guzheng: Laugh softly, weave lightly, slowly lift the cicada's head, chuckle lightly, lift it with the right hand, slightly turn the cicada's head and throw out the sleeves.
The jade hand is slender and slender, like a slowly flowing stream, clear and quiet, the stream is gurgling, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, the green grass and wild flowers are competing to open, and it seems like a storm, and the waves are lapping on the shore ... 3. Pipa: Gently stretch out a pipa, and the slender fingers cross it, and the clear voice comes, just like the tired, sleepy and gentle voice of a nightingale at dusk. The nightingale falls in the psychedelic moonlight and makes a euphemistic sound. Gradually, the melody is infectious and spreads around. The nightingale's song stayed in the moonlight. It cut off its wings and broke the moonlight in the garden. The sound came to an abrupt end, but Liang seemed to hold the pipa around the tune. She plucked the strings like an onion, making a pleasant sound, and the cold music left from the cliff like spring water. Then I arrived, and the strings were cut like pearls falling on a jade plate.
Her eyes, like misty autumn water, are full of infinite amorous feelings. 4, dance: pull out the sleeves, the music plays slowly, the figure flows, the wind blows the fairy, and the body dances with the rhythm. Selling is really innocent, and I came to Yuli Yaochi.
Graceful and covered, full of beauty, very clean when making up. It's too fluid to flip, and dancing is charming.
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 memories. 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, who wake up on a cold night and are ashamed of flowers and close the moon.
..... The music became more and more intense, rotating and swinging sleeves and hem, all in one go. The music slowly slowed down and the posture softened. The sleeves flew over and pulled out more than five feet long. He bent down and knelt down, his head leaned back, his waist bent at 180 degrees, and the music stopped. Everything is quiet as if it had never happened before. One last dance finished dancing. He took a little breath, raised his beautiful eyes and looked at the princess with a smile.
The piano sounded slowly, and my body was soft. Just then, Gong E threw a long white yarn into the air, unhurried, and slowly with a sense of rhythm, landed on Xue's arm, slender wrist, and jade watch danced with the sound of the piano. At this moment, the soft hair was slowly thrown away with a feeling of intoxication, jumped up and grabbed the skirt with both hands. Throw it out slowly, turn around, turn to the chair. In the tender hands, I hold a long white ribbon with pale pink rose petals in one hand, dancing and spinning with the wind. I gently held the ribbon in my hand and threw it into the air. Then, rose petals fall like rain. In the rain of roses, I turned around again, with long sleeves and skirts flying. The hairpin in the hair made a crisp crash and jumped into the air, and the sleeves fluttered and the ribbon was thrown into the air. Then I picked up the fan on the table and turned it several times. Just as the ribbon fell on the fan, then I waved my arms with both hands and danced wonderfully. At this time, my legs fell off, my hands shook a few times, and I made a complete movement. The piano stopped and my face didn't change. What is that? Cloud sleeves lightly move butterfly dance, slim waist slowly twist silk sash.
Dance to the rhythm of your heart. Like a dancing butterfly, like a fallen leaf floating in the air, like flowers in clusters, twisting my waist with the rhythm of the wind.
If there is no smile, it always ripples on the face. Elegant as a summer lotus, even the skirt ripples into a lotus in the wind when walking, and the long black hair is messy in the wind.
At the end of the song, it seems to turn around and shoot a swallow. The most important thing is that you look back and smile, and all kinds of customs are between your eyebrows. The song is over, stand up.
I brushed the hair in my ear with my hand, and the piano began to play, dragging a beautiful dance skirt and jumping up and down. My long sleeves drew a perfect arc in the air, which fascinated my eyes and my heart. The veil covering his face was stirred up by the wind, making a spin in the air and falling slowly, sweeping the imperial secretary who held her breath. Looking at her, her eyes sparkled, and she couldn't hide her naughty silk. She didn't look at the imperial secretary around her for a long time.
Spinning, spinning, and hunting silk in the wind are surprisingly similar. I want to spin like this and never wake up again.
Let go of all the love and hate about me, no longer struggle, no longer need to suppress, this moment becomes eternal, music suddenly stops, stops dancing, and the body draws a strange arc. Like a blooming lotus.
The wind blew through the cherry trees outside the window and dropped pink petals. Fall on the white dance skirt, dotted with crimson patches, graceful, seductive and pleasantly surprised to nod to the musicians, the music rings, and the body dances with the rhythm. Plain white satin also swayed gently with the music, as if there were countless butterflies dancing around, graceful as Youlong, graceful as rainbow, and music like running water, while dancing seemed to be in a mountain stream, like dancing butterflies and like fairies.
The beauty revealed through the fingers, even the hair fluttered, and the indifferent dance seemed to forget the people around me. After the dance, I got up and danced gently.
3. Beautiful sentences about playing the piano
1, the sunshine at 2: 30 in the afternoon is lazy and leisurely, flowing slowly along its ancient and elegant arc.
This piano has been here for a long time, and she has been looking up at it with reverence since she can remember. Fingers danced briskly on the keys, sliding from bass to treble, opening up a rosy landscape all the way; It falls slowly from the treble, like a pearl scattered all over the place, finely but with luster.
She loves this old piano deeply, loves every note it sings, loves its tenderness, falls in love with the time at 2: 30 in the afternoon and is immersed in music like water. 2. I love the piano like a crystal iceberg, and I love the piano like a gorgeous rainbow.
Whenever I sit comfortably in front of the piano and fondle it affectionately, I will always feel the colorful life from it. In the silent night, the moonlight pours like water, covering the earth with a mysterious silvery white.
At this time, the melodious piano sounds like running water, echoing between water and sky, washing away the excitement and arrogance in your soul. Do you feel relaxed and happy? If I were you, my soul would have been on cloud nine, and I would have been drunk unconscious. This is no wonder, because I have a wonderful fate with the piano.
Piano, like life, is a ditty that can never be played. We should take every note seriously, let us feel the sound of the piano with our heart and understand life with our heart. The piano is the first musical instrument I came into contact with.
Mom said that when I first saw the piano, I was so happy that I climbed on the piano and stepped on the keys with my hands and feet. Every time I make a noise, I laugh like an old hen. Since then, I have been fascinated by the piano.
6. How lovely it is to touch the piano and be fascinated by its simplicity and nobility? ! I saw the teacher's slender fingers jumping briskly on the keys, like small fish swimming freely in a rainy day, shuttling between water and nature. At this time, wonderful notes surrounded me and bound my heart. The sweetness between me and the piano started the sound of guns.
7. I like the piano. I can play a variety of emotional music with it. Playing the piano when you are sad will cheer you up; Playing the piano when you are angry will make you happy. Learn to play the piano when you are frustrated and you will be strong.
Now I think it's no big deal to play the piano! Yes! No matter what you study, as long as you study hard, you will learn well. Ah! Piano, you bring me endless happiness! 8. Open the piano cover. Why is it black and white? Seriously counted, oh, there are 52 white ones and 36 black ones, yeah! How beautiful! I heard the melody of the piano again. A high, a low, some sad, some happy. I just can't help loving the piano. It is like a lovely spirit, continuing the sweetness between me and the piano.
9. Learning the piano broadens my horizons. By studying piano, I got to know the world-famous musicians: Bach, the father of European music, Haydn, Mozart, Beethoven, Schubert, the king of songs, Xian Xinghai, the people's musician, etc. I distinguish folk music, classical music and modern music; I got to know the sonata symphony waltz and learned to play a lot of world-famous piano music, such as To Alice and Dog Waltz.
10, learning the piano has honed my will. Learning the piano is not easy, it requires tenacious perseverance and strong will.
Before I learned the piano, my mind was always full of teachers' serious faces, homework assigned in advance, repeated tasteless mechanical exercises, and typos and wrong questions that could never be corrected, which made me uninterested in learning. 1 1, learning piano has increased my talent.
Our piano learning partners often participate in piano practice and observation activities together, learn from each other's skills, learn from each other's strengths and improve together. Because playing the piano requires the use of eyes, hands, ears, feet and brain to mobilize the initiative of my senses, which greatly enhances my observation, understanding, imagination and memory.
In our school, friends who like to play the piano are all good students with all-round development and excellent academic performance. 12, play music, oh, everyone is fascinated by its sound.
The beautiful piano sounds slowly, overflowing like a flood, filling every space in the world. There seems to be a white elf dancing with the wind in the sound of the piano, and the dance is elegant and noble; It seems that there are dazzling roses blooming for the second time, and the fragrance of music flows out.
The sound of the piano is sometimes as slow as flowing spring water, sometimes as swift as waterfall, sometimes as clear as a jade plate, sometimes as crooning, and sometimes as fierce as a roaring deep sea, shocking people's hearts and souls ... 13, with automatic piano playing, it's amazing. It consists of thousands of parts. As long as you put the perforated score into the piano and step on the pedal with your foot, it can automatically read the score and play wonderful music.
14, I can't see his expression under the dark blue light, but I can feel the kindness in his music. At first it was sad, then it was soothing, and then it was warm. After a sharp note slipped by, I seemed to hear my melancholy voice! I was moved for a long time and thought that I had played the piano since I was a child. The sadness and joy after that song seemed irreplaceable in the world! 15, the first time I came into contact with the piano was a month after I completely fell in love with playing the piano and got out of hand. I was sitting on the piano chair that day, intoxicated with playing the piano, and suddenly I felt that the piano was so noble and elegant.
Indeed, because the piano can cultivate people's sentiments, purify people's thoughts and hearts, and improve people's appreciation of the value of music and art ... E79FA5E98193E58685E5AEB931333534164 ... At that moment, I suddenly had an inexplicable love for the piano. Maybe it's because I can play all the songs with one stroke ... 16. When I sit in front of the piano and play moonlight, my mood is as pure as the bright moon; I played the symphony of destiny, and my heart was like a rough sea; I played a song "Ode to Joy", and the melody in my heart suddenly became clear ... Several exams had a far-reaching impact on my life, which made me more experienced and mature in the future life stage display, and also made my life experience colorful. 17, when I was sitting in front of the piano.
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Eyebrows are like jade feathers, muscles are like snow, waist is like a bundle, and teeth are like shells.
-Song Yu is graceful, You Long. Tender as water, charming language.
Looking from a distance, if the sunrise rises; If you are forced to check it, it will burn like a green wave. -Cao Zhi is like a cloud and agile as a dragon.
Face like jelly, eyes like paint. -Liu and Yimeng smile with broken eyes; Jade wrist is born, fragrant sweat is soaked in red yarn.
-Xiaogang's lotus leaf skirt is cut in monochrome, and hibiscus flowers bloom to both sides of the face. Hibiscus is not as beautiful as beauty, and the water temple is fragrant.
-Wang Changling Jinghu Lake is like the moon, and the west field is like snow. Her charm has been passed down to this day, and Lotus sees her shyness.
I'm only worried about singing and dancing and turning into colorful clouds. Beautiful people who see the bright clouds, think of their clothes and see flowers come to see them.
-Li Bai curled up more than thirteen times, and the cardamom branches were in early February. -Du Mu temples cloud to sweet cheek snow.
Look in the mirror before and after the flowers, and the faces intersect. -Wen Tingyun, a beauty is like a jade flower, but if you are surprised, you will step on a dragon.
-Su Shi's eyes moved and he was guessed. -Li Qingzhao sinks fish and falls wild birds, and is ashamed of flowers.
-Tang Xianzu is like the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the color is like the flower of spring dawn. (Baoyu) Two bends seem to frown, and a pair of eyes seem to be happy but not happy.
Daiyu's face is like a silver basin, her eyes are like water apricots, her lips are not red and her eyebrows are not painted green. Baochai is as beautiful as Zhi Tao in the third spring and as simple as chrysanthemums in the ninth autumn.
(Xifeng)-Cao Xueqin.
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Li has a graceful figure. Tang Lihe, Wu Sishu, Gao Qiu, an empty mountain. Jiang Yue wept for Motome's sadness, while Ping Li was playing China. Kunshan jade broken Fengming, hibiscus crying, Xianglan laughing. The cold light melts in front of the twelve gates, and the twenty-three silk moves the purple emperor. Nu Wa makes up the sky by refining stones, and the stones break the ground to stir up the autumn rain. Dream into the holy mountain to teach the gods, and the old fish dance with the waves. Wu Mian leans against the laurel tree, showing his feet and flying obliquely to wet cold rabbits.
The correct history goes home, and the official verdict is Shui Mei. It's not a long journey, I'll give you a glimpse. A deep sigh after drinking is a sad sigh. In the chaos, I am thin, and there are few old people in the Qing family. Hu Weiwei wore bronze ink and went to this white jade tomb. What is the official thing? What is the cure for people's diseases? Hide it and use it to clear your heart. Be careful not to do it. Guo county has a good environment, with thousands of peaks on the west of the river. In a cloud of trees, rocks set each other off and become interesting. Sitting inside playing the piano, I don't know the world from time to time to comfort Sauvignon Blanc. . From: "Jingxian" Year: Tang Author: Xu Xuan's complete poems are from, recommended.