I could hear the sound of horses' hooves
Author/Sun Shuheng
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On the bright stage, the concert of "I Have an Agreement with the Prairie" is about to kick off. This is a fusion of grassland and art, a dialogue between the mind and nature.
When the breeze blows gently, the flowers and plants sway with the wind, as if telling a story of thousands of years. The melodious sound of the horse-head piano and the high-pitched long tune are all the call of the grassland to the guests from afar.
At the concert, singers from all over the world gathered together, and they used the most beautiful singing voices to express their love and admiration for the grassland. From ancient folk songs to modern pop songs, every song is full of emotion and power. The audience rose and fell along with the singing, as if they were in a dreamlike world.
In this singing party, the matouqin and the national songs achieved a perfect blend.
The singer uses her singing voice to convey the artistic conception and emotion of the grassland. This unique art form allows the audience to feel the charm and charm of the grassland more deeply.
In this concert, everyone is having a heart-to-heart dialogue with the grassland. I listened to the breathing of the grassland, as if I heard the sound of horses' hooves, and felt the pulse of the grassland. This intimate contact with nature makes me cherish this magical land even more and love this magnificent grassland even more.
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On the bright stage, the horses in "Ode to the Ancient Horses" galloped from the dust of ancient times, bringing that primitive wildness and strength to me.
Horses belong to the grassland, and the vast grassland is the home of the horses. They roam the grasslands, feel the howling of the wind, and listen to the pulse of the earth.
The vastness of the grassland and the unrestrained horses constitute a magnificent picture.
For horses, running is not only a way to survive, but also a mission. With their four-hooves steady steps, they chase the light of the sun and explore the unknown world. The tenacity and perseverance are moving.
Set of horse pole dance, the sound of horses' hooves shook the sky, galloping in the grassland, galloping endlessly. The figure like the wind, the enthusiasm like fire, that is a lightning bolt, interprets the immortal legend of the horse for thousands of years.
The glory of horses has been praised through the ages. It has witnessed the changes of history and the change of times. From ancient battlefields to modern arenas, horses have always been heroes in people's hearts.
The Mongolian horse, as the proud son of the steppe, has brought the spirit of the horse to the extreme. They are tenacious, loyal, courageous, hard-working, and cooperative. This spirit has not only influenced the course of history, but has also become the common spiritual wealth of all mankind.
In today's rapid development, we must inherit the spirit of Mongolian horses, move forward bravely, chase the wind and clouds, and chase the dream of northern Xinjiang.
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On the bright stage, the "Cavalry" in the dance drama jumped on the horse and whipped up, and the sound of iron hooves shook the silent night. They cut through the sky like meteors, and under the lights, they tell the legend of heroism.
The dance steps are light, but powerful, and every turn is a desire for victory. Their eyes were resolute and deep, as if they could see the distant battlefield and the flames of war.
The music sounded like a storm, and the dancers rose and fell in this frenzy. They danced vigorously and vigorously, like warriors on the battlefield, brave and fearless.
The war knife in his hand flashed with cold light, and every time he swung it, it seemed to be able to tear through the darkness. They are cavalrymen, they are warriors, and they interpret bravery and glory through dance.
At the end of the stage, they stood side by side, looking into the distance.
They know that no matter how difficult the road ahead is, as long as they have faith in their hearts, they are not afraid of dying on the battlefield
The dance drama cavalry is not only a performance, but also a baptism of the soul and a sublimation of the soul. Let me feel the power in the dance, the back in the melody, the heart full of awe and worship, and the tears in my eyes forever.
(Author's file: Sun Shuheng, pen name Hengxin Yongzai, a native of Naiman Banner, Inner Mongolia.) Member of China Financial Writers Association, Member of China Essayists Association, Member of Inner Mongolia Writers Association, Member of Inner Mongolia Poetry Society, Member of Western Essayists Association, Deputy Secretary-General of Inner Mongolia Popular Literature and Art Research Association, Senior Researcher and Deputy Secretary-General of Inner Mongolia Poetry, Calligraphy and Painting Research Association)