I can only use my boring words to describe the noble beauty I have seen.
A peacock is strutting high. Sometimes she shivers sideways, sometimes she spins rapidly, sometimes she moves slowly and gently, and sometimes she jumps and flies ... Like a pool of water, she is hit by a stone, rippling and rippling around. The fingertip of the left hand wriggles flexibly and is transmitted to the fingertip of the right hand one after another. Long nails glistened and throbbed beautifully. It was a slight wave at first, then strengthened and finally released at that moment. Fluctuating in gentle movements. Her finely divided dance steps are as fast as running water, as slow as flowing clouds, as light as raindrops, and as strong as hitting a stone. No matter what kind of dance steps, it gives people the feeling of being soft in the middle and rigid in the middle. I can't help nodding. Look, the long skirt is flying! Gorgeous beauty! A real peacock! Is it surprising that a painting is suddenly painted? Rotate, step on the spot, look up, sublimate! All emotions are condensed in interweaving, expanded in condensation, and finally broke out in expansion! The light of dance enveloped the whole stage. She seems to be dancing more deeply. In the roaring, she chose Feiteng! Suddenly, the music slowed down and her movements slowed down. We watched anxiously, and she strode with her screen open. That self-confidence stems from trust in yourself. She's stepping! She's speeding up again! She once again brought us into the realm of illusion and reality. There is only one peacock here, but there are countless people who want to be peacocks! It is also true and false, as real as virtual. Flying vitality is releasing arrogant energy. Forgotten dancers are rejoicing! Gradually, slowly, slowly, paused, stopped. Concentrated in the aperture, the peacock stopped its gorgeous dance, calmed down, and became a noble statue, but it really trembled ...