C85 The Relationship Between Cultural Culture and National Dance

Yunyi's peach blossom garden had just withered not long ago, and there was a patch of red on the ground. Some of the petals had yet to rot, while some were still hanging on the branches. Autumn Lotus smelled a faint fragrance.

She found a wooden chair and sat down to read the letter from the distant Great Tea Village.

In recent years, the university students had been wearing their phones one after another. Almost every one of them. It was also very convenient to make calls. Qiuhe was used to writing letters, and she had always stayed on the old communication method from many years ago.

As time passed, the school only had one post tube left in the northeast corner. Every time she sent a letter to pick up a letter, she almost couldn't see anyone else. When she opened the mailbox next to the mailbox. She could only see that the only letter she had was in the corner of the mailbox. It seemed that other than her, there was no one else who sent letters.

The students began to use their phones to connect to the Internet, seamlessly communicating with the outside world. They persuaded Qiuhe to buy a smartphone as well. Qiuhe shook her head, indicating that she didn't need it. She didn't socialize much in school and often read books alone in the library. Walking on the sidewalk; practicing hard in the dance room. She studied in the wooden chair. Occasionally, she would also perform a peacock dance at the foot of the small mountain in Cloud Arts.

After arriving at Cloud Arts for almost a year, her changes were not that obvious. In everything, Qiuhe had her own ideas.

From the branches of the peach tree, a corner of Yunyi's school building, which was brown in color, was revealed. The Dance Academy was in another direction. Qiuhe quietly looked at the building. No one disturbed the Peach Blossom Garden, the peaceful and beautiful learning atmosphere, leaving his hometown to see a wider world, and seeing other than the Dai and Hani races. Cute people from all over the world. This world was beautiful, and she couldn't even hug it. A few years ago, Autumn Lotus thought that she should stay in the tea village for the rest of her life. That was Autumn Lotus, and Autumn Lotus should compromise in front of fate. She continued to work. There were a few times when she sat on a wooden chair in the peach blossom garden with a fragrant smell and kept her legs to read. She looked up from the sea of books. She suddenly thought - Unbelievable, perhaps I shouldn't be the one sitting here and reading without a care in the world. But this is me.

As long as I'm willing to remember, the suffering of the past can still be as clear as yesterday. The pale and skinny orphan, Qiuhe, who had been repeatedly injured in the past, stopped not too far away from the intersection.

Even I am envious of the kindness I have received. I am very lucky, very content.

Qiuhe feels that the people and the world around her are all very friendly towards her. What this era gave her, what this society gave her. She always wanted to repay them. She missed her teacher, Tao Huizhen. . .

When she opened the envelope, the date of the letter should be close to the end of April. The signature was "Yu Er. "

Yu Er first described in the letter: Sister Qiu He. Your grandfather and grandmother's situation is very good now. The industries that Big Tea Village developed have been very successful in alleviating poverty, and the tea fields have been put to great use. The year you left, Great Tea Village changed its old appearance.

Then Yu'er told Qiuhe that she was also going to Jinghong City and would be going soon. She was going to take the route that Qiuhe took two years ago. She was also going to participate in Jinghong City's county-level dance competition. Moreover, the finals that she would be participating in would also be the traditional female Peacock Dance. She wanted to receive Qiuhe's blessing.

Qiuhe looked at the words that seemed to be jumping on the letter. Her heart was filled with mixed feelings. In an instant, she recalled the scene of Tao Huizhen taking her to Jinghong City to register two years ago. A lot of emotions welled up in her heart. Frankly speaking, Qiuhe was a little jealous. It turned out that she was not the only one who could control the Peacock Dance in that small mountain village. Her lovely hometown. That trace of homesickness.

But besides jealousy, Qiuhe also had that kind of feeling. She was happy for Tao Huizhen. She was proud of Yu Er. The helpless light in their eyes seemed to have disappeared unknowingly. The decline of the era also brought along the bitterness of the corresponding era.

"Work hard, try to get first place and bring honor to our teacher!" Qiuhe replied simply.

A month later, Qiu He received three more letters from Yu Er. They were respectively the champions of the Jinghong City Dance Competition. After registering for the Kunming Dance Competition, she got first place again. At the same time, she received an invitation to participate in the Provincial Dance Competition at the end of the year. She and Tao Huizhen were still in Kunming and wanted to meet Qiuhe.

It was almost July.

Qiuhe stared blankly at those letters and let out a long sigh on the wooden chair. She heard the sound of blood flowing in her body and her thoughts flew far away. Yu'er actually closely followed behind her.

When she returned to the Dance Academy, she found Teacher Lin from the National People's Dance Department and requested to take a day off to meet the people from her hometown.

Teacher Lin thought about it and didn't agree. "Qiuhe, I've already applied for the Provincial Dance Competition in December for you. Your time is very tight right now. In my opinion, you should save the people from your hometown for the competition. "

Qiuhe knew that she could not see Tao Huizhen and Yu Er anymore, so she could only reply and refuse. She started discussing with Teacher Lin. "Can I practice Peacock Dance?"

"No. "

"Then what should I practice? "

"Follow the class. You're in Yunyi now. You're a dance student of the national folk dance department. You are no longer the country girl who only knows how to perform Peacock Dance in the past. That is only your starting line, not the end. The peacock dance was a dance filled with the style of the Dai race. You are a member of the Dai race. But it does not mean that you want to inherit the culture of the Dai race. Learning the dance of the Dai Clan requires one to grasp the rich culture, local colors, dance history, and art forms of the various clans. "

"Peacock dance is only a small part of the dance of the Dai race. It is only the tip of the iceberg of the entire dance system. What's the point of being obsessed with this? Create a good foundation for the culture of the various races and build a solid foundation. You can do whatever you want, and you can also influence the officials. "

" Remember what I said, Qiuhe, you'll be a dancer in the future, not a cultural successor You don't have to be too rigid in a certain field. When it comes to dancing, you need to be completely exposed to the rain and dew. Only then can you be creative. Go and train your physique and charm. Go. " Teacher Lin waved his hand.

Then, Teacher Lin looked deeply at Qiu He.

Qiu He turned around and walked towards the dance floor, shaking her head non-stop. Teacher Lin and Tao Huizhen had different teaching concepts. Tao Hui Zhen advocated that every dancer had her own field. It was either spirit or comprehension. In the future, she would definitely shine in the domain that she was good at. That was why Tao Huizhen paid particular attention to teaching according to her talent. Teacher Lin was the opposite, but was there any reason for that? Qiu He agreed. She was indeed not a cultural successor. In Cloud Arts, she indeed started from scratch.

When she arrived at the dance room, she thought that Yu Er must be diligently practicing to prepare for the provincial competition. She was filled with fighting spirit all of a sudden. She put the towel around her neck and practiced for a long time.

What flashed through her mind was the intertwining spiritual culture and materialistic culture of various races.