Verses about dance should have an author and a poet, and a whole sentence!! Expedited

1. The pearls are dazzling and the stars are shaking, and the flowers are fighting and the dragon and snake are moving. Bai Juyi's "New Yuefu. Bi Guole "2, Jinhua folding hood, white horse is late.

Dancing with wide sleeves, like a bird coming from the east. Li Bai's "Gao Guli" 3, too liquid waves are turned, the neon clothes dance, and the soul is broken. 4. There are beautiful women in the southern country, and they dance lightly with green waists.

It is like an orchid and a green, like a swimming dragon. Li Qunyu's "Green Waist Dance" 5, fluttering back to the snow light, Yanran sent the dragon frightened. Bai Juyi's "Neon Clothes and Feather Dance Song and Micro" 6, slow song and dance silk bamboo, the king does not see enough.

Bai Juyi's "Song of Long Hatred".

1. Dance low willow building heart moon, singing peach blossom fan bottom wind.

2. After the dance, the skirt is green and the blush is touched.

3. The waist and limbs of the red silk dance are soft, and the palace is dyed with the whirling dance clothes.

4. Outside the mountain, the Qingshan Building, when will the West Lake sing and dance be closed?

5. Slow singing and dancing and condensing silk bamboo, the king will not see enough.

6, the dance turned back to the red sleeves, and the song was sorrowful. The hall is full of lights, and the seats are beautiful.

7, the golden flower folds the hood, and the white horse returns late. Dancing with wide sleeves, like a bird coming from the east.

8, the new mansion of the building, singing and dancing Xiao Chanjuan. Rushing to sway, Luo's shirt is half-off.

9. From the wind back to the sleeves, the sun turns into flowers. Sympathy is based on the pillar, and the shadow goes to the dangerous string. Megavolt.

10, fluttering back to the snow light, Yanran sent the dragon frightened, the willow was weak after the small hanging hand, and the clouds were born when the skirt was obliquely swayed.

11. The sweaty new outfit can't be painted, and the silk rush festival dance clothes are light. The falling flowers surround the trees without a trace, and the snow returns from the wind and darkness.

12. The pond water is green and the wind is slightly warm, and I remember the first time Yu Zhen met. The main song rhymes loudly. Into the broken dance waist red swirling. The jade hook is on the side of the incense steps, and I don't know the day and night when I am drunk. At that time, I admired the flowers, and now there is no half of the inspection.

13, Ruigong Langyuan. Listen to Jun Tiandi music, know him a few times. Competing for the world, a new biography of lotus picking. The willow waist is light, and the warbler has a tongue. Who is bound by the smoke and waves. Helplessly, the heavenly step has already urged the shift to change. But driving Cailuan, Hibiscus is looking forward to it. May every year, accompany this feast.

14, the love is late, the intention is slow, the wrist is heavy, the waist is conscious, Luo Yizi guesses the lack of introduction, and shakes lightly. Guan Qing Luo recommended it, and the strings were shocked and the sleeves were late. Singing will be slender hands, listening to the music and moving moth eyebrows.

The condensation is falling, and the words are slightly revealed. Stay at dusk, look at each other and love each other at this time.

15. There are beautiful women in the southern country, dancing with a light green waist. The feast is in the autumn twilight, and the clouds and rain are flying. It is like an orchid and a green, like a swimming dragon.

The more Yan strikes the front stream, Wu Ji stops the white lotus. The slow state cannot be poor, and the complex posture is curved to the end. The low back lotus breaks the waves, and the messy snow is glorious and windy.

When you fall, you look forward to it, and you want to empty it. I couldn't catch it, so I flew away to chase the shock.

16, plain skin is not dirty and innocent, Xiaolai Yuli Yao Pond. Slim green cover, Ying Ying Sujing, when the makeup is clean. Too liquid waves, neon clothes dance, broken soul flow.

Even after the debate is still, the old days are fragrant and light powder, the flowers are not similar, and the people are haggard. I want to call the Limbo fairy. Flat boat, vast waves.

I only looked back, the ice curtain was half-hidden, and the bright and chaotic fell. The moon shadow is miserable, the dew is scattered, and who leans on the small herm. Gongfang Alliance, there are still amphibious snow herons, and the night cold startles.

17, the dance turned back to the red sleeves, and the song was sorrowful. The hall is full of lights, and the seats are beautiful.

18, too liquid waves, dancing in neon clothes, breaking the soul and flowing water.

19. The willow waist is light, and the warbler tongue chirps. Who is bound by the smoke and waves. Helplessly, the heavenly step has already urged the shift to change.

Fluttering and turning back to the snow light, Yanran sent the dragon to frighten, the willow was weak after the small hanging hand, and the clouds wanted to be born when the skirt was oblique Bai Juyi's "Song of Ni Clothes and Feathers") Jumping and turning the hub treasure with a song, making the feet colorful brocade boots soft Liu Yanshi "Wang Zhongcheng's Mansion Night Watching Dance Hu Teng" From the wind back to the sleeves, the sun turns to the flowers. Sympathy is based on the pillar, and the shadow goes to the dangerous string. Wang Yun "Song and Dance Poems" Love is too late to dance, the intention is to sing slowly, the wrist is too heavy, the waist is beautiful, the Luo Yi posture is leading, and the light belt is shaken.

Guan Qing Luo recommended it, and the strings were shocked and the sleeves were late. Singing will be slender hands, listening to the music and moving moth eyebrows. The condensation is falling, and the words are slightly revealed.

Stay at dusk, look at each other and love each other at this time. He Xun's "Maiko Poems".

It was Diderot who said it.

He said: "Dance is to pantomime what poetry is to prose, or rather, to recitation is to singing, which is a kind of pantomime with a beat." He also said:

Dance is poetry. This kind of poem should have its own expressive content. It is a means of imitation using action, and it requires the poet, aesthete, and aesthete to work together with the mime.

This kind of poem has its own plot, which can be divided into scenes and scenes, each with its own or interrelated recitative, its own aria. ”