She loved dancing since she was a child and never went to any dance school. She joined the Xishuangbanna Song and Dance Troupe from the village 197 1. 1986 He wrote and performed the solo "Spirit of the Sparrow" and became famous in one fell swoop.
Yang li Ping's main dance performances include Moonlight, Two Trees, Gaqiqi, Mount Everest, Fire, Lhasa River, Red Puzzlement, Girl Country, Wings of the Heart and so on. She won the first prize in the second national dance competition and the first prize in performance.
The solo dance "Sparrow Spirit" won the gold medal of the 20th century dance classic of the Chinese nation. As the artistic director and general director, Yunnan Image won five awards in the 4th China Dance "Lotus Award" Dance Drama and Dance Poetry Competition, and became the "2004-2005 National Excellent Stage Art Project".
Versatile Yang li Ping also wrote, directed and acted in the film Sunbird, and won the jury prize of the Montreal International Film Festival. She is a dancer, a dancing elf who never knows how to rest; She used to be a household name because of Sparrow Spirit, and now she has pushed the original song and dance in her hometown to the stage of the whole country and even the world.
Her name is Yang li Ping. On the evening of May 17, Yang li Ping performed his first performance with a large-scale original song and dance collection "Yunnan Image" in the Grand Theatre of Hebei Art Center.
The quaint and natural folk songs and dances and the original exotic customs intoxicated more than 2,000 spectators at the scene. In the hotel where Yang li Ping stayed, the reporter had a face-to-face communication with this beautiful dancer.
1, I was born a dancing peacock princess, a dancing god, and a leading figure in China folk dance ... When this beautiful and elegant woman wears many colorful crowns on her head, people can't help asking again and again: What makes her extraordinary dance art? Her answer is only two words: talent. News depth: Let me ask a more abstract question first. What is the dance in your understanding? Yang li Ping: Dance is the language of the body, and it is innate.
People can dance before they can speak. Duncan, an American dancer, said that I was a dancer when I was in my mother's belly.
It's a gesture for us to sit here, or it's a dance for us to get something. It's just that we don't think so. We drew a line for it. In fact, dance is everywhere among people.
News Depth: When did you like dancing? Yang li Ping: I was born. News depth: Has anyone ever taught you? Or influenced by parents? Yang li Ping: No.
I was born in a peasant family in Dali, Yunnan. My parents are ordinary people and my father is a soldier.
Brothers and sisters didn't dance either. I am a special case.
News Depth: Where does your artistic inspiration come from? Yang li Ping: People have eyes, but they can also feel and touch me. I used to be an ordinary Bai nationality, but although I was far away from my hometown, my childhood was deeply branded. There are too many ethnic minorities in Yunnan and too many materials.
Dance is everywhere. Transplanting, spinning, grinding and so on are all dances, with beautiful natural scenes, but we are not used to seeing them. News depth: Nature is the best teacher.
Yang li Ping: Yes. The movements and sounds of peacocks, cuckoos and many small animals are enlightening.
I taught myself that. The key is to be sensitive and not turn a blind eye.
News Depth: You didn't go to a professional dance school, but you became the first folk dancer in China. Why? Can you give some advice to dancers? Yang li Ping: I think it's a question of ability. For example, the dancing of butterflies and the swinging of flames are not difficult, but you need to create them.
I can express my imagination in my mind with my body. I have this ability, this is a gift, and I can't pass it on to others. News Depth: Many people imitate you to dance the peacock dance, but experts say they all dance the "bird" and you dance the "spirit".
Yang li Ping: Actually, the dance skills of The Spirit of the Sparrow are not too difficult, but many people lack understanding of dance, which is the essential difference. This is innate, a gift, and it can't be clearly stated in words.
News depth: Have you set any goals or ideals for your dance career? Yang li Ping: I didn't think about it. Do you think there is a peach blossom garden? Have you ever been there? News depth: There are two scenes in Yunnan Image where you lead the dance. I heard that you often grade actors. How many points do you give yourself? Yang li Ping: I never grade my dancing.
Dancing itself is very comfortable, just like disco dancing, just releasing yourself, and no one forces you to do so. Dancing is not a profession for me, but a part of my life, my interest and habit.
News depth: Many people talk about "sacrificing for art". Since dance is inseparable from your life, have you given up anything for it? Yang li Ping: No, I haven't lost it. Instead, we should be deeply grateful.
The person who dances peacock dance is the most blessed, and it is recognized that he dances best, so this person is so blessed. For me, dancing is a blessing, and being an image of Yunnan is also a blessing.
News depth: What do you want the audience to feel through your own dance? Yang li Ping: I just dance and perform. I don't want to pursue the feelings of the audience. The language of folk dance is interactive, and the audience will learn something from it.
Just like this "Yunnan image", the audience can understand it at a glance without special notice in advance. News depth: A person's artistic vitality is always limited. Have you ever thought about what to do if you stop dancing one day? Yang li Ping: There are many things to do.
Drinking tea today is also a kind of life. I don't need to think that smart people will live well, there is no doubt about it.
News depth: Many people will inherit their own art by accepting apprentices to run schools. Would you do that? Yang li Ping: I can't manage a school.
As for apprentices, there are many in our group. We learn from each other and are teachers.
I got a lot of inspiration from them-this is the original ecological way of learning. 2. Yunnan Image is just one of my works.
2. Write an honest composition according to the materials.
Honesty is more valuable than gold mine. When you are proud of the spring breeze, it is the guarantee for you to continue your efforts; When you encounter difficulties, that is the source of your change.
In a big hospital, the surgeon is sewing up the wound for the operator. The assistant next to him said, "Doctor, we used twelve pieces of gauze, but you only took out eleven pieces." The expert replied: "The operation has been going on all day, continue to sew the wound!" Experts don't care what assistants say.
"No, no!" The female nurse protested loudly, "I remember clearly that I prepared twelve pieces of gauze." The expert ordered, "Listen to me and sew!"
The female nurse showed no weakness. She almost shouted, "You are a doctor, you can't do this!" " "
At this time, the surgeon's indifferent face showed a gratified smile. He raised the twelfth piece of gauze in his right hand and announced to everyone, "She is my best assistant."
With her integrity, female nurses not only won the trust of experts, but also became famous and became the "most qualified assistant" in the medical field!
3. Write a composition with Mulati Sirifu's materials. My troubles.
Growing up is like a boat in my life, sailing in the waves. Sometimes it is calm, and sometimes it will encounter surging waves. However, my growth boat was not smooth sailing, and I also experienced various storms. For me, everything is bittersweet.
Now, because I have grown up and become an adult, I am no longer a child in the eyes of my parents, but I have become conscious, courageous and knowledgeable. Sometimes, they will say, "You've grown up!" Lucy said, "You are no longer a child!" " It gives me a headache. No matter what you do now, you must first understand the "compass" and have principles. You can't do it hastily or carelessly. If something goes wrong, I will bring in a snowstorm at any time.
When I was young, I remember how relaxed my life was, carefree and free, with no worries around me. But with the passage of time, the waves ahead are bigger and the sea surface is more tortuous. I became a primary school student, and the old me was gone. I am tall, I have been in school for a long time, I have more homework, I have more subjects to study, my schoolbag on my shoulder is heavier, and the pressure in my heart is getting bigger and bigger. If I were a child, no matter what I did wrong, no one would blame me, and my parents would be my "guides". But now that I'm grown up and sensible, I have to adapt to independence. I must be careful and think twice before you act. Compared with the carefree days when I was a child, this gradually widened the distance.
When I was a child, although I would live comfortably, I was bound by my elders and others everywhere, and I was mixed by my parents when I walked. I fell, and my parents helped me. But I know that when I grow up, I will become an adult, which is different from when I was a child. Just like I am now, I am growing up and have my own opinions on everything.
Sunshine is always after the storm, how can you succeed without experiencing the storm? My growing boat, although unstable and calm, is also full of all kinds of stormy waves, which makes me learn a lot and exercise a lot. Through my growing process, I really realized that growing up has some troubles, but more is happiness.
4. Write a composition according to Zhang's incident. Wu Bin, the most beautiful driver: Hold on for 76 seconds.
When a foreign object flew like a cannonball, smashing the windshield of the car window and penetrating the driver's abdomen, he instinctively covered his stomach, then held the steering wheel tightly, endured the severe pain, shifted gears, braked, slowly stopped the car, pulled the handbrake, turned on the double flashing lights, and then stood up and said the last sentence to the passengers ... He used his 76-second persistence and life as a professional driver to complete the sacred mission and hero of ensuring passenger safety. After watching this video, I couldn't help but burst into tears after watching his strong movements after being hit hard. Like Zhang Lili, the most beautiful teacher who sacrificed his life to save students, Wu Bin, an ordinary bus driver in Hangchangyun, became the most awe-inspiring, respectable and lovely person in people's minds.
Afterwards, I learned that his abdomen and arm were injured, and the iron sheet he bought caused liver rupture, multiple rib fractures, lung and intestine contusion, and the amount of bleeding reached several thousand milliliters. What kind of willpower does it take to do this? This civilian hero explained the dedication and sacrifice of a professional with his Taishan posture that shocked the mountains and rivers. His heroic behavior is awe-inspiring, and has touched the whole of China, becoming the soul of the times and the benchmark of his behavior.
Without the consciousness of caring for passengers, how can you make a series of actions regardless of your own life? This is a noble feeling of respecting others' lives more than your own. There are impetuous dust and selfish corners in this society, as well as the cry of "Every man for himself, the devil takes the hindmost", the helplessness of being misunderstood and accused of doing good deeds, and even the tragedy of heroes shedding blood and tears. When some people choose to escape, some people choose to stand by and take responsibility. They will not give up their actions because of others' inaction, nor will they give up their kindness and persistence because of others' inaction. This is an era of calling for heroes, and heroes are among us ordinary people.
This is also an era that everyone needs to think about. Can you stand up when the crisis strikes, and can you help generously when the poor and weak need treatment? Professionally, in the face of responsibility, do you shirk responsibility or dare to bear it? "Don't do it for the small good, don't do it for the small evil", "Tolerance" and "All rivers run into the sea". Do we look at the world with sympathy, peace and warmth, and always feel that we have paid too much and got too little?
Responsibility, when you think about it, is really more important than Mount Tai. For the sake of family, career and society, each of us can't just take care of ourselves. Only responsible people can live a full and meaningful life. Heroes are those who value responsibility above everything else, even their own lives.
They are role models for us to learn!
The composition material about ignorance is the source of courage. Under the blue sky, several white clouds are floating leisurely. Trees sway in the breeze, green leaves show great vitality in the sun, but occasionally old trees will drop a few yellow and dead leaves.
At the moment, there is a class cadre election in the class, but the originally lively classroom is deserted because of this matter. "Classmates, the cadres in this campaign class are all willing to write their names." Teacher Xie looked at us with soft eyes and a smile on her face. Everyone is bold at ordinary times, but when they hear the word "voluntary", they immediately become silent, all bow their heads, and their usually tough eyes immediately become weak. The classroom was silent, so quiet that you could hear the sound of a needle falling to the ground clearly. I'm not bravado material. Seeing everyone like this, I quickly lowered my head and looked at the painted wooden table.
Teacher Xie saw that everyone was indifferent, and his eyebrows immediately rose slightly on both sides, and his eyes changed from soft to severe: "What's the matter! Everyone is a coward! You have no courage now. How to survive in society when you grow up? If you don't have the courage, how can you fight for your career? " The teacher told us that the dog's blood was dripping on our heads, and we felt very uncomfortable. But what she said is not unreasonable. Why don't I run for the study Committee and help the teacher? What a good fairy! Wouldn't it be a pity to throw it away? All right, give it a try. But no one did, except me ... my face was red, and my right hand was scratching on my clothes and rubbing on the table. I just lifted it a little, then fell down again, and my outstretched palm shrank back. Forget it. I let out a long sigh, my eyes blurred.
"Courage is the source of success. If you don't cherish the opportunity, there will never be an opportunity this semester. I began to count down to 10, 9, 8, 7 ... "She was furious, and her stern eyes were like awls, like swords, like flying knives, sharp and horrible. Time is passing and my heart is struggling. Opportunity knocks but once. The teacher is right! Courage is the source of success. After a moment of meditation, I finally stood up firmly from the stool. At that moment, the eyes of the whole class immediately stared at me closely, and my figure was displayed in my pupil. When I wrote down my name, I stood on the podium and saw only the admiration in everyone's eyes.
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Looking at the green leaves outside the window, I kept breathing hard and it took me a long time to recover. On the green lawn, several Chinese rose flowers have beautiful petals, and the fragrance seems to spread. ...
6. Composition material (guilty thing) It's sunny today. I wore new clothes to play in the park, but something unexpected happened.
I walked along the path in the park, enjoying the scenery on both sides, and my face was full of joy. Just as I was enjoying the beautiful scenery, a basketball suddenly flew from a distance and hit me hard on the calf. I gnashed my teeth and squatted on the ground, holding back the pain and rubbing it gently.
At this moment, a strange big boy came running to me. He came up to me, squatted down and whispered to me, "Little sister! Are you all right! "
I looked up and saw a completely strange face.
"You said I could be fine!" I said angrily.
"Excuse me," said the strange boy. "I was playing with the ball just now, and then the ball accidentally flew to you!" The strange boy spoke more and more quietly, and finally he couldn't hear clearly.
The more I listened, the angrier I got, and I thought, No one apologizes so quietly! I don't know what he is talking about! So, I turned to him and said, "OK, OK, you don't have to apologize. It is no use apologizing. I can't hear you clearly! " "With these words, I was still scared to see him without any expression of joy.
When I saw that he didn't talk, I said, "Don't worry any more. I just need to rest for a while. I'll be fine. Don't be so alarmed! " I have goose bumps! "
His expression is no longer so frightened, but he blames himself. When I tried to speak again, he walked away. As soon as he turned around, I gave him a hard look and thought, how can he leave? How can I go home later? When I wanted to stand up by myself, my hand suddenly touched something. I immediately picked it up and looked at it. It turned out to be a pack of toilet paper with a line on it: I'm sorry, I'll buy you medicine now.
Somehow, I suddenly felt guilty. Looking at the direction he was going, I silently said, "I really shouldn't have gone that far!" " "I suddenly stood up and walked slowly towards him.
7. Seek the love of writing materials
As always, white clouds floated lightly under their feet, and a group of birds became quiet because they entered this extremely holy place. I leaned against a tall and ancient stone pillar, silently looked at the messy ruins on the earth, folded my hands and sang the Bible for mankind.
Not long ago, a commotion spread from the ground to the sky. In that place called "Land of Abundance", the power that Mother Earth has accumulated for thousands of years broke out in an instant. The beautiful city was destroyed once, people fell into panic, heavy rocks and huge houses rushed to helpless human beings without hindrance, people shouted helplessly, and hoarse cries and desperate growls lingered in my ears for a long time.
A tear flowed from my red eyes, slid across my face and landed on my white robe. ...
People who escaped from their clutches are frantically digging for their loved ones, and their rough hands are covered with blood cut by cement blocks. ...
A huge steel bar was pressed on a little girl. A group of adults tried desperately and hopelessly to lift the steel bar, but the steel bar didn't want to move a step, lying on the little girl's thin body, ignoring her pain.
Once, the school with loud books disappeared, and it was replaced by bricks and messy textbooks scattered on the ground. And the owner of the textbook is under pressure from the catastrophe. Their vitality is being sucked back and forth by disasters until the end of their lives.
There was an unfathomable crack in my heart: it grinned and stung me deeply, making the bright halo on my head dim gradually, and the sacred cross on my chest was not as clean as before, and rust eroded it bit by bit.
"Boom-!" There was another loud noise, and pieces of sand and boulders poured down from the majestic mountain, blocking the originally flat road and making it impossible for the rescue team preparing to break into the disaster area to move forward. The boulder sneers at people contemptuously: Look at how weak human beings go to the rescue. People didn't lose heart. They stubbornly climbed the boulder, climbed mountains and mountains, and sent the materials and help that the people in the disaster area were in urgent need, and sent their hopes.
"Wow-!" Listen, the rain is coming from the disaster area again. Originally gentle, she also became a horrible demon, ruthlessly plundering the energy of the trapped. People looked at the sky in despair, looked at me in heaven and shouted, "God! Why do you treat us like this! " Then throw yourself into the intense rescue.
However, no matter what it is, it can't defeat the power of human beings! My heart tells me. So, I shook my wings curled up behind me, and it opened as if it were ready to do something for mankind, and the plump feathers seemed to cover up all human suffering. ...
Look, the power of family! Mom and dad exchanged their lives for the dazzling life of their 3-year-old daughter.
Look, the power of friendship! After a student managed to escape, he went to rescue his classmates regardless of his personal safety. ...
Look, the power of that stranger! Bottled water, bagged instant noodles, cars, these are the power of strangers. ...
I roared and ran on the ruins, watching the busy people on the ground, watching the lives crawling out of the ruins, and a warm current spread all over my body. Then, I turned into a beam of sunshine, which shone into everyone's heart and into mine.