English poetry recites famous poems.

The furthest distance in the world is not the distance between life and death, but when I stand in front of you, you don't know that I love you. You don't understand that I love you. The furthest distance in the world is not when I stand in front of you. But you don't know that I love you. It's wh Well, my love is a confusing soul, but I am obsessed, but I can't say it, but I can't say I love you. The furthest distance in the world is not that I can't say I love you. I love you. But I miss you deeply, but I can only bury my love in my heart. The furthest distance in the world is not that I can't say I miss you. I love you. It is love, it is in our love, but we can't be together. The furthest distance in the world is not loving each other, but living far apart. Stand opposite us. But we can't be together. It is when we break through, but we know that true love is invincible. But the furthest way we pretend not to care about the furthest distance in the world. Trees that can't enjoy coexistence in the world are not among distant trees. Branches grow from the same root, and cannot depend on each other in the wind. The furthest distance in the world is so far. The distant distance in the world is not that branches cannot depend on each other, nor that branches are separated. It is the stars that look at each other, but they can't burn light. In the world. The farthest distance, so the farthest way in the world is not that the trajectories of the stars don't meet, not the burning stars, but that even if the trajectories meet, they are behind the light, and there is nowhere to be found in the blink of an eye. The furthest distance in the world, so the furthest way in the world is not to find nowhere for an instant, but to be doomed not to meet it, which is a coincidence before we meet it. Born to love. The furthest distance in the world is the love between fish and birds. One flies in the sky. One is diving into the deep sea. Love is color-blind. Love is color-blind. Whether you are black, white or yellow, if you are brown or red, let's take seriously the poem that love is color-blind. 1: I remember when I was a child, I didn't understand why people discriminated against all different people. My mother always said that when you grow up, you might find a way for these people to see everything I did come back to me. No one should be blamed, they must live their own lives, just play games and let love dominate all the chorus: whether you are black, white, yellow, brown or red, let's take love seriously. You are my brother, you are my friend, and the most important thing is to understand that love is color blind. TQ: I remember when I was a little boy, I watched my neighbor burn down in the fire. I saw the whole thing. Tears of pain and a situation tormented my brain. I hope I can fly away and never come back. We need some love. We all need some real help from above. I mean, the children are watching, but I just can't see it stop. I don't understand what I mean, man. Bridge: You want to live a better life than our parents. Let's have sex, baby. Have a few children. They want to live their own lives. I don't care what color they are, what color you are, or what color we are. It's all love, baby! Whether you are black, white or yellow, whether you are brown or red, let's take love seriously. You are my brother and you are my friend. Finally, the most important thing is to understand that love has no color. You could have been my friend, you could have been my teacher, what if you were my friend? Nice to meet You Ya. If you are my mother, you may be my brother. Love is color blind. TQ: If you are my sister, what will happen if you are my father? You could have been my friend, you could have been my teacher, what if you were my friend? Nice to meet you. Section 2: Bring it to the world and tell every boy and girl to be proud of yourself, because you are as good as others, put aside your prejudice and open your mind, and you don't need to keep trying to make the earth better. There is no racial curse. Yes, it's time to make some changes, no matter whether you are black or not. What does ................. hope mean? Hope is bright and shining light. Let the darkness stay in the bay. Hope is a gentle cold wind in a hot summer day. Hope is to keep a positive attitude in difficult times. Hope is to seek more hope when others think you have enough. It means hope is a dream for tomorrow. Hope is a spark in sadness. When our eyes are full of tears, hope is beautiful. Good things never die. What does hope mean? Hope is as light as a feather. Hope keeps us all together. Hope is everywhere and there is no price. Hope is the last thing that will not be lost ... An empty mountain in the mountains after the rain, standing in the autumn evening. The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks. The bamboo forest is sonorous, the washerwoman returns, and the lotus leaves are swaying to get on the canoe. Spring spring might as well give it a rest, and the autumn sun can stay on the hills for a long time. 2. Zhong Nanshan Wangweiqi is a paradise city near its huge height, connecting Qian Shan to the corner of the sea. The white clouds merged behind, and the blue mist melted into the mountains and disappeared. The central mountain peaks separate the southwest, and the valleys are different. Want to find a house to live in the mountains, is it convenient for the water guide to ask the woodcutter? 3. Watching Wang Weifeng's bow, the general hunts Weicheng. The grass is yellow in autumn, and the eagle eye is sharper; When the ice and snow melt, the horseshoe is extraordinarily brisk. It has passed Xinfeng City in a blink of an eye and soon returned to sunny Liu Ying. Looking back at the eagle wilderness, thousands of twilight clouds spread to the horizon. 4. It belongs to the country to plug Wang Wei's bicycle. Pengpeng also floated out of Korea, and the geese heading north also flew into the sky. The vast desert is lonely, and the Yellow River sets the yen. When Xiao Guan met the waiting officials, he was protected by Ran Yan. 5. Birds are singing, Wang Weiren is idling, the night is still, and Shan Ye is empty. When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream. 6. In the mountains, Wang Wei appeared in the white stone in the west of Beijing, with thin red leaves. There is no rain on the winding mountain road, the smoke is misty in the dense pine trees, and the water vapor is heavy, as if to flow, and then the clothes of passers-by. Ji Xiang Temple, Wang Wei, I don't know how to build incense temples. I wander in the mountains and clouds for miles. Ancient trees are towering, but there are no pedestrian paths, and there are bells in the mountains in the temple. The spring water in the mountains hits the dangerous rocks, and the sun in the pine forest is cold. In the evening, come to the empty pool and meditate quietly to suppress the dragon. Guan Shanyue, Li Bai and the bright moon rose from the mountains in the sky, in the infinite haze of the sea of clouds. The mighty wind blew Wan Li and crossed Yumen Pass. At that time, Han soldiers pointed at the mountain road, and Tubo coveted the vast territory of Qinghai. This is a land of wars in past dynasties, and few soldiers can survive. The soldiers turned and looked at the border, thinking of home with longing eyes. The soldier's wife looked at the tower and lamented when she would see her relatives far away. 9, Qu Xia Li Bai may Tianshan snow, no flowers only cold. Spring can only be imagined in the flute "Folding Willow", but it has never been seen in reality. The soldiers fought the enemy in the golden drum during the day and slept in the saddle at night. I hope that the sword hanging around my waist can quickly pacify the border and serve my country. 10, I heard that Wang Changling moved the dragon to the left. I sent this news to Li Bai in Huayang from far away. I heard that this dragon marked five streams. I entrust my sad thoughts to the moon, hoping to accompany you to the west of Yelang. 1 1, seeing my friend Li Bai off at Jingmen Ferry. Li Bai lives far away from Jingmen, and soon you will be with people from the south. At the end of the mountain range and the beginning of the plain, the river winds through the wilderness. The moon rises like a mirror, and the sea clouds twinkle like palaces. Still connected to the water in my hometown, pull your boat for 300 miles. 12, bid farewell to friend Li Bai, with mountains in the north and waters in the east. Here we say goodbye to each other, and you, like losing your father, are floating in the wind and traveling far away. Floating clouds are like wanderers, like wandering, and the sunset slowly goes down the mountain, which seems to be nostalgic. With a wave of his hand, he will be separated from now on, and his friend on horseback will carry him on a long journey, blowing a long wind, as if reluctant to leave. 13, the guest is Li Bai lanling wine tulip, and the jade bowl has amber light. But I got the host drunk and didn't know where it was. 14, fishing song: Egrets fly in front of Mount Zhang Xisai, mandarin fish is fat with peach blossoms flowing. An old man in the bank, wearing a green bamboo hat raincoat and a green raincoat, braved the wind and rain and fished leisurely. He was fascinated by the beautiful spring scenery and didn't even go home in the rain. Niannujiao? Su Shi was a romantic figure in Chibi Song Dynasty. To the west of the old base, humanity is the Red Cliff in Zhou Lang. The steep rock wall, like thunder waves lapping against the river bank, waves like rolling up thousands of snow. The majestic rivers and mountains are picturesque, and many heroes emerge at once. Looking back on Zhou Yu's spring breeze era, young and beautiful Joe just married him, and he was full of heroic spirit. Feather fan nylon scarf, laughing and laughing, strong ashes. I am wandering in the battlefield today. I feel a feeling heart and give birth to white hair prematurely. Life is like a dream, and a bottle returns to the moon. Fan Zhongyan, the proud fisherman's song, blocked the scenery, and Hengyang geese went without paying attention. The four sides are connected with each other. Thousands of miles away, the long smoke closes. A glass of turbid wine is Wan Li's home, but Ran Yan hasn't come home yet. The pipe strength is covered with frost. People don't sleep, and the general has white hair and tears. Bodhisattva? How many pedestrians shed tears in the Qingjiang River in Yugutai? Looking at Chang 'an in the northwest, there are countless poor mountains. Castle peak can't cover up, after all, it flows east. In the evening, the river is gloomy and there are partridges in the mountains. Konakayama's song Yue Fei sang nonstop last night. It's already midnight. Stand up and walk around the steps alone. When people are quiet, the moon is bright outside the curtain. Whitehead is fame, old mountain is old, which hinders the return journey. I want to talk to Yao Qin. There are few bosom friends, and no one listens to the broken string. "Qiu Si" Ma Zhiyuan withered vines old trees faint, small bridges flowing people, ancient roads west wind thin horses. When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world. Goat? Tongguan is nostalgic for Zhang Qunfeng, the waves are angry, and there are mountains and rivers inside and outside Tongguan. Looking at Xijing from afar, I can't bear it, and I am sad in Qin and Han Dynasties. All palaces and palaces are made of mud. Xing, the people suffer; Death makes people suffer.