Yi dance's poems

1. The Yi ancient poem "Watching Wu Luo's Song on the Arrow Shaft Field" may have been written in the late Qing Dynasty. Arrow shaft field is the area under the jurisdiction of Tuanjie Township and Guanping Township in Yunlong County. Wu Luo is a member of Nie Su people of Yi nationality, calling himself Nie Supo. He is called Wu Luo, Wu Luo, Luo Shu, Lao Shu and so on. Before the Qing Dynasty, Wu Luo men's clothing was mostly white double-breasted clothes on the upper body, some were covered with white sheepskin jackets, and the lower body was mostly black pants and black buns. Most women's upper bodies are pink right-breasted tops, plus green jackets, embroidered waists and light black pants. The neckline, hem, cuffs, hem and trouser legs of women's clothing in wealthy families all have embroidery patterns.

The whole poem "Look at Wu Luo's arrow shaft field" is as follows:

In the light, white clothes and green clothes are mixed together.

Wrists with chains are clasped together and dance steps are rotated to show reunion.

Anu plays piccolo and jumps for joy and awe.

Bend your shoulders and heels, and repeatedly violate them.

Yuanyang is wild and inseparable.

The male's song is like the dove's tongue, while the female's voice is bright but slight.

I sang and sang and forgot where I was going.

If you listen carefully, there is no good song, so you should pick it up.

The host drank his wine to satisfy his hunger.

Suddenly the chicken fluttered its wings and the sound in the shed was sparse.

Fly like a bird and lie down in the morning.

This is a real custom in Wu Luo, and it is not enough to laugh at it.

Because of copying and other reasons, there are differences in individual words in the poem, such as the word "left" for "reunion in circles", and some words are recorded as "hope"; The word "flute" in anu piccolo is written as "fa"; Some "repeated violations" of the word "go" are recorded as "paths"; Some of the words "making food for hunger" are recorded as "food" or "grain".

Wu Luo's singing is a group dance, which can be attended by men, women and children. Represented by the dance in Hedong Village, Tuanjie Township, where Wuluo people are concentrated, women's dance movements are exquisite and generous, while men's movements are rough and enthusiastic. Most of the dance movements show some contents that imitate animal shapes and reflect productive labor, such as "chicken planing", "monkey shielding the sun", "washing hemp yarn", "weaving hemp", "pulling honey", "kite turning over" and "playing unique songs".

2. Poems about the Yi people Poems describing the Yi people (1) My family lives in the thatched cottage of the Yi people, which gave birth to me and raised me. The beautiful hometown is connected by mountains, which is endless and desolate.

My hometown is not rich, and only buckwheat and potatoes are grown on the mountain. There is wind all the year round, slipping from the foot of the slope, and the mountain wind is lonely and desolate.

Even the name and Iraqi descent are called "Ali's". "Ali's" is the local Yi language, which means beautiful corner.

I don't know why my ancestors gave my hometown such a name. Intuitively, it's really a misnomer. Perhaps it is an emotion, sustenance and blessing of ancestors to their hometown. Near the foot of the mountain, the cottage walked out of the distance of a pot of kitchen smoke. Looking back, the hut was covered by trees and birds were flying around.

There are pieces of wild stones in front of and behind the house, but scraggy has been sitting around, grinding off the edges and corners and doing it skillfully. People in the village smoked pots and talked about idle days. In the early morning of autumn, there is often fog, which surprises outsiders and makes them jump in and disappear.

People in the room ask you to close the wooden door, and the fog will always be distorted from various opportunities, and the body will squeeze in and float all over the house. People walk in a daze in the fog and often step on sleepy dogs.

The dog snorted painfully twice, got up, yawned, straightened its hind legs and ran around the stockade. The man then walked out of the house, his eyes full of mountains.

(2) Spring planting and autumn harvest on the yellow land, smoke from kitchen chimneys, pastoral songs in the sunset, the place where I grew up, my hopes and fantasies, the earth mother who gave birth to me, and the elements and components of life always have an inescapable feeling in my heart. Wild stones stand in the fields cultivated by Zhai people, and countless corn trees grow from small to large, growing in pieces of concave stones, relying on thin soil and rain.

If it rains continuously, the corn on the hillside will often be washed down, exposing roots and feet, which is difficult to save lives; Those people in the valley are dying because of their rotten roots. The people in the village have had enough smoke pots, stood up unconvinced, and strengthened their strength to add soil to the corn hit by rain to ensure the autumn harvest.

During the day, in the stockade, the noise is sparse, the figure is monotonous, and the pigs happen to coincide, fattening under the eaves and preparing for the Chinese New Year sacrifice. The man working in the field took off his clothes, wearing only a pair of fat underpants, showing off his muscles soaked in soy sauce, bending down like a mountain climbing, and renovating the mountains.

I didn't go home until the sun went down. The village is located among the mountains.

Although this place is poor, it is easy to grow up, fantasize and fairy tales. There is a ditch in front of the house, and the stream reflects all day long. Narrow blue sky, winding white clouds and green trees ... The stream is clear and green, and you can clearly see the sparkling eyes of small fish swimming among the blue sky, white clouds and green trees.

On both sides of the ditch is a layer of green grass, which is open in turn all year round, with tall and short flowers and all kinds of wild flowers. The bamboo in front of the house and the back of the house are evergreen, and the corners of the fields are evergreen all the year round. It is a tall plant, tent after tent. When the wind blows, the bamboo branches twist, and the old bamboo leaves fall one after another, and the new bamboo leaves are more powerful.

There are many bamboos, and there are also many utensils made of bamboo, such as dustpan, sieve, dung dustpan, back basket, back basket, and some other things used to hold things. The stockade is very small, on a gentle slope, and the south side is from low to high according to the terrain. There are rows of houses, and one or two households are connected between rows, and the north side is tightly crowded together.

There is a low-lying slope in the middle of the stockade. In the past, rice was planted. Now, vegetables are blue and yellow all year round. From time to time, an aunt and queen bent down to work and fiddled with them carefully. People associate with the quiet and desolate rural scenery from one side. The most intimate voice in the cottage is the suona tune that never leaves, and the saddest ones are those. The people in the mountain blew the suona on their cheeks and sent Sonny to the other side of the mountain, which was still the suona tune that made people laugh and cry.

This kind of voice can not only make people have a boiling passion, multiply their strength and go forward bravely, but also make people become desperate and desperate ... Over the years, the ups and downs in my hometown have made me malnourished and emaciated since childhood; My hometown people are bitter buckwheat, and their simple and innocent feelings have raised my cobblestone-like and ordinary soul.

3. The Yi ancient poem "Looking at Wu Luo's Song on the Arrow Shaft Field" may have been written in the late Qing Dynasty.

Arrow shaft field is the area under the jurisdiction of Tuanjie Township and Guanping Township in Yunlong County. Wu Luo is a member of Nie Su people of Yi nationality, calling himself Nie Supo. He is called Wu Luo, Wu Luo, Luo Shu, Lao Shu and so on.

Before the Qing Dynasty, Wu Luo men's clothing was mostly white double-breasted clothes on the upper body, some were covered with white sheepskin jackets, and the lower body was mostly black pants and black buns. Most women's upper bodies are pink right-breasted tops, plus green jackets, embroidered waists and light black pants. The neckline, hem, cuffs, hem and trouser legs of women's clothing in wealthy families all have embroidery patterns.

The whole poem "Looking at Wu Luo's Archery Field" is as follows: Under the illumination of singing, white clothes are mixed with green clothes. Wrists with chains are clasped together and dance steps are rotated to show reunion.

Anu plays piccolo and jumps for joy and awe. Bend your shoulders and heels, and repeatedly violate them.

Yuanyang is wild and inseparable. The male's song is like the dove's tongue, while the female's voice is bright but slight.

I sang and sang and forgot where I was going. If you listen carefully, there is no good song, so you should pick it up.

The host drank his wine to satisfy his hunger. Suddenly the chicken fluttered its wings and the sound in the shed was sparse.

Fly like a bird and lie down in the morning. This is a real custom in Wu Luo, and it is not enough to laugh at it.

Because of copying and other reasons, there are differences in individual words in the poem, such as the word "left" for "reunion in circles", and some words are recorded as "hope"; The word "flute" in anu piccolo is written as "fa"; Some "repeated violations" of the word "go" are recorded as "paths"; Some of the words "making food for hunger" are recorded as "food" or "grain". Wu Luo's singing is a group dance, which can be attended by men, women and children.

Represented by the dance in Hedong Village, Tuanjie Township, where Wuluo people are concentrated, women's dance movements are exquisite and generous, while men's movements are rough and enthusiastic. Most of the dance movements show some contents that imitate animal shapes and reflect productive labor, such as "chicken planing", "monkey shielding the sun", "washing hemp yarn", "weaving hemp", "pulling honey", "kite turning over" and "playing unique songs".

4. What are the poems about Yi people? 1, Japanese History Blog-Jikebu 2, Hometown of Hunting Dogs-Gapan Buha 3, Gate of the Soul-Lu Ziyuanbu 4, We Live Shamelessly-Azzola Yi 5, Dadu River, My Mother River-Bessinger 6, Great Compassion Curse-Biqu 7, Sunset Like Chestnut Horse-Jike Wulai 8, Song of the Great Liangshan Mountain-Puchi Daling 9. 3. Expecting rain (two songs) -Alo Xiuying 14, grazing on Zhaojue Peak-Su Yuxuan 15, waiting -Omnikong.

5. The poem "Dancing in a Jade Girl" about dance-Tang Taixuan's dance moves with the wind, and his singing sounds very rhyming. Thousands of times I went to the music festival to write lyrics, and my eyes flowed into my temples like waves.

Cao Yu's Nineteen Dances —— Tang Yuanzhen was so anxious to control the QingNong frequency that his dancing clothes were tied. Affectionate solo, staggered sleeves. You can turn the wind back into snow. Persistence is often complicated.

"Changsha No.9 went to the East Building to watch the dance" —— Don Li Qunyu Part I: There are beautiful women in the south, dancing lightly. In late autumn, the banquet is full of flowers. Graceful as Lan Diancui, Wan Ru Youlong leads. The more gorgeous, the more beautiful. Second: the slow state can't be bad, and the complicated posture is over. Low lotus waves, messy snow lingering in the wind. When I fall, I flow and I want to return to the air. I just worry that I can't catch it, so I fly away to catch the surprise.

"Dancing in Chen's Courtyard"-graceful and graceful, with beautiful sleeves like jade. A dance was taught in the backyard, which broke the unknown.

Song and Dance-Don Li Shangyin stopped Yun Ge's bell and danced back into the snow. As long as the monarch flows, he will be utterly defeated and ruined.

Poetry of Harmonious Song and Dance —— In the Southern and Northern Dynasties, Yu Xin's bridal chamber was filled with flowers and candles. Yan danced. Follow the footsteps. In a low voice, loudly. Step by step. This shirt is not finished yet. Luan returns to the mirror full. Hegu city should be tilted. I went to school yesterday. Trust is born in the world.

"Hu-abstain from learning near school"-Tang Bai Juyi Hu, Hu. The heart should be a chord and the hand should be a drum. Double sleeves and drums, snow floating back to dance. Turn left and right, never tired. There is nothing like human beings. The wheels are slow and the whirlwind is late. At the end of the Song Dynasty, he thanked the emperor again, and the emperor was slightly embarrassed. Hu out, out of the Shu family, came to Wan Libai. The Central Plains has its own Hu Xuan, so it is better to fight for energy. Tianbao season wants to change, and everyone learns to change. One of them is Taizhen Wailushan, and the two have the highest skills. The books in the pear garden are princesses and the golden roosters are children. Lushan Hu Xuan fascinated your eyes, and the soldiers undoubtedly crossed the Yellow River. Princess Hu Xuangui has confused your heart, and she abandoned Ma Wei deeper. From the earth's axis to the sky, it has been impossible for 50 years. Hu, Mo Kongwu, sing this song a few times and you will understand the Lord.

"Tian Meiren dances like a lotus in the north (this song was originally from the same city in the north)"-Tang Meiren dances like a lotus, which should not be seen by the world. Gao Tang's eyes are red, and there is no dance in the world. This song was introduced to Han by Hu Ren, and all the guests were surprised and sighed. The slow face is full of fiber, and the light brocade flowers are lush. When you roll up your sleeves, if it snows, you will blow a whirlwind from left to right. Pipa flute without turning, Huang Yunhe in Huamenshan. Suddenly there was a sound of stuffing, and the white grass was cold and rustled. Over and over again, if god helps, see the old and see the new. I just know, the song is incomparable, picking lotus and falling plum leaves makes me deaf. The world only learns to dance, how can it be so unrestrained?

"Dance"-Tang Liqiao's wonderful words travel to the golden valley and enjoy the stone city. Xiayi bench turns, flowers and snow move forward. Qinfeng and Qing, the sound of returning to Luan should be elegant. If you don't want to be heavy, who will enjoy a light waist

"Dance"-Zhang Tang Hu Jingtai is a wonderful dance, and sex is semi-naked. When you twist your waist, your sleeves will fly. The fog is light and red, and the wind is bright and purple. There are not many disciples in the world.

"Mantra Dance"-Tang Xiao Deyang leaned over and hugged Yu Pei, lifted his sleeves and brushed off Luo Yi. Doubt rises on the eaves, and snow flies like flowers.

"Dance"-Don Yang Xidao (Yang Shidao's works) 28 Like snow, three spring flowers are early. Branches turn into candles, a kind of oblique wind.

"chanting and dancing"-Tang Yu-Shi played countless strings in the south and returned to Luan with long sleeves. A couple should be harmonious, but they look like a mirror.

Dancing poetry-Xiao Yan's wrist weakness in the Southern and Northern Dynasties. The body becomes lighter and returns to the vertical. It can be said that writing is self-satisfied. Fang Fang and Xin Zhou * * *.

6. The poem about dance is 1. Dance back to tea and gather green cymbals. The lights in the hall are bright and the seats are beautiful.

2. Shuilongyin

Lvtonglao

Plain muscle is innocent and comes to Yuli Yaochi at dawn. Graceful and covered, full of beauty, very clean when making up. Too mobile to turn over, it's time to dance. 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 looking back. 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, and it is cold at night.

3. Lotus picking dance

Gong Rui Yuen Long. Listen to Juntiandi's music and know him several times. Struggle like a human being, picking a new biography of lotus. The waist of the willow is light, and the tongue of the warbler is squeaky. Who is bound by the smoke of freedom? Helpless, the shift has been urged. But driving in Cai Feng, Furong expected. May I accompany you to this party every year?

Watch Gong Sundaniang's disciples dance swords and musical instruments.

Author: Du Fu

On October 19, the second year of Dali, Quefu drove to the mansion to see the sword-dancing device of Li Linying's twelve niangs, which was magnificent; Asked his teacher, he said, "I am also a disciple of Gong Sundaniang."

In the fifth year of Kaiyuan, when I was a child, I recorded it while watching Gongsun Jianfa in Yancheng, and I made a clear file. Since Gaochou Yichun and Liyuan Erjifang, they have been admired by people. Xiao is a dancer, but at the beginning, Sun was just a person. Jade looks gorgeous and white. Today I am a disciple and a bandit. Since we can distinguish its origin, we can know the wave. Generous, talk as a sword.

Zhang Xu, a former Wu native, is good at cursive script and calligraphy. He often saw Gong Sundaniang dancing Xihe Sword in Yexian County. Since then, cursive calligraphy has improved and I am grateful, that is, Gongsun knows.

A few years ago, there was a beautiful Gongsun who danced her dagger from all directions.

The audience is like a mountain lost between them, and the world moves back and forth with her movements.

As bright as a shot of nine days, as swift as a dragon on the front wing of an angel;

She began to be like a thunderbolt, venting its anger and ending the shining calm like rivers and seas.

But those red lips and pearl sleeves disappeared, and no one except this student smelled of her fame.

This beautiful woman from Linying, White God Town, still dances and sings happily.

When we answer each other's questions, we sigh together and feel sad for the changes that have taken place.

There are 8,000 ladies-in-waiting in the harem, but none of them can dance short sword like Mrs. Sun.

Fifty years later, the royal family fainted in the dusty cave with a flick of a finger.

The musicians in the pear orchard floated by like fog, and now one or two female musicians are trying to fascinate the cold sun.

The golden millet piled nanmu has been arched, and the grass in Qutang Shicheng is bleak.

The song has been sung, the slow-string allegro has stopped, the joy is in full swing, the moon in the east rises, and the sadness follows.

And I, a poor old man, don't know where to go. I must sharpen my feet towards illness and despair on a lonely mountain.

7. Poem describing dancing 10 1, dancing low in the heart of the willow building and singing the bottom wind of the peach blossom fan. -Yan's "Partridge Day".

2. After the dance, the skirt droops and the wine blushes. -Ouyang Xiu's "Jade Tower Spring"

3, the red dragonfly learns to dance with a soft waist, and the spun dance clothes are dyed like palaces. -Yan's "Lou Yuchun learns to dance with a soft waist"

4. When will the singing and dancing in the West Lake stop? -Lin Sheng's "Title Lin 'an House"

Soft songs and slow dances, strings and bamboo music, the emperor's eyes will never stare at her. -Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow

6, the dance turns back to tea, and the songs gather green cymbals. The lights in the hall are bright and the seats are beautiful. -the article "Feeling old and feeling old and 50 rhymes, offering Huainan Li Servant Shooting"

7. Golden flowers fold the hood, and white horses come home late. Dance with wide sleeves, like a bird from the east. -Li Bai's Koguryo

8. Too many emotions are dancing in the evening, with the intention of slowing down the song. The wrist is too heavy, the waist feels awkward, the clothes are attracted by the wind, and the feelings are gently shaken. Guan Qing Luo Jianhe, string surprised snow sleeve late. Sing one by one, and you will lose your hands and listen to music. I am so sad, I am so sad. Stay at dusk and love this time. -He Xun's poem On Maiko

9. There are beautiful women in the south, dancing with green waist. In late autumn, the banquet is full of flowers. Graceful as orchid, like Youlong. The more gorgeous, the front flow stops, and Wu Ji stops white. The slow state can't be bad, and the complicated posture bends to the end. Low lotus waves, messy snow glory wind. When I fall, I look forward to it, and I want to repair it. I just worry that I can't catch it, so I fly away to catch the surprise. -Li Qunyu's green waist.

10. Plain muscle is innocent. You come to Yuli Yaochi at dawn. Graceful and covered, full of beauty, very clean when making up. Too mobile to turn over, it's time to dance. 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 looking back. 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, and it is cold at night. -Lu Tong's old "Shui Long Yin"