Spring poetry recital

Spring poetry recital

In daily study, work or life, everyone must have been exposed to some commonly used poems. The language of poetry is concise, rich in meaning and characterized by conciseness and leap. So what kind of poetry is more appealing? The following is my collection of spring poetry readings for your reference, hoping to help friends in need.

Spring Poetry Recitation 1 Walking on a New Day

The sky is transparent.

Eyes are transparent.

Some colors fade in sleep.

Life is transparent.

The road is clean.

The feet are clean.

Some dust on the threshold has been trampled off.

The past is behind us and tomorrow is in front of us.

It is clean.

The plants are very fresh.

It smells fresh.

The dew washed away some dust.

Blood and limbs are also fresh.

The stream is cheerful.

A cheerful throat.

Some pain flows away with the fallen flowers.

The humming song is cheerful.

The traffic is heavy.

The heart beats faster.

Some trails were opened in the19th century.

Life is like being on the highway.

Forever, ever, ever.

Poetry recitation in spring 2 Spring rain rustles like an embroidery needle,

Like cow hair. The snow on the river melted,

The snow merged into a stream and gurgled.

In the river, tadpoles swim naughtily.

It seems that he is looking for his mother. It's so cute.

In spring, animals also wake up from a deep sleep.

The grass began to sprout, and the land was full of thriving scenes.

At first glance, there is a green scene everywhere.

Like a watercolor painting.

I will wait for you in spring.

You and I met in spring.

This is the season when ice and snow melt.

Flowers are in full bloom and green grass is everywhere.

Birds are flying in the sky and singing the most beautiful melody.

I will wait for you in spring.

This is a blooming season.

The wind warms the water.

Fish shuttle through the clear water, and ripples outline the most beautiful picture.

I will wait for you in spring.

This is a season full of dreams.

Blue sky, bright moon and stars tell each other their true feelings.

I will wait for you in spring.

That is the most desirable season.

Sow hope, plant expectation, and the wind of freedom awakens the hibernating heart last night.

I will wait for you in spring.

This is a season full of songs and laughter.

Light footsteps, fast figure.

Children are running in the fields, and sweet smiles break through the clouds in the sky.

I will wait for you in spring.

Flowers bloom with the fragrance of dreams.

Rain falls on every eager heart.

The wind holds up colorful agreements

I will wait for you in spring.

Spring Poetry Recitation 4 Hope of Spring

Winter beckons to us again and again.

Get in position and put on white clothes.

The cannon and I also put on seasonal camouflage.

A day when the north wind is blowing tighter and tighter.

Snow White is a good material.

Silence is also the norm.

The occasional racing day.

Squeeze out a faint smile on the position.

I saw it in a bitter smile

In fact, silence itself is also a disguise.

Location has stolen the seeds of spring.

Hold in your arms.

At the temperature of me and the cannon.

That's enough.

Hold on tight.

Covering heat

carefully

Afraid of accidentally popping up.

Stretching will dye the position green.

Dye the position red.

This will upset the sorting of seasons.

In that case

The spring can only be temporarily in position.

Quietly germinate

Grow up quietly

Then grow ears and eyes first

Listen to distant places.

Is peace still there?

Look far away.

Or smoke from the kitchen?

Well, just grow up quietly.

The coldest day

Spring in place

Never wither

Poetry recitation in spring 5 On the other side of spring is autumn.

That is a mature smiling face.

Keep the whole process quiet.

Let all efforts become speechless.

Heavy grain

Never argue with others.

Facts speak louder than predictions.

Is to make silence bluer than the sky.

Busy is to drive away the darkness with both hands.

Life still needs blood and sweat.

It worked. Don't forget the bitterness.

Nothing can make you happier than the harvest.

The sky is still blue.

There's no need to hide everything.

What kind of dreams do you have?

What kind of tomorrow will there be?

I want to use deep and urgent love,

Blame spring

With every breeze rubbing,

Run over an innocent winter jasmine tree

Jealous of a few shovels

The passionate record of poets and women

Forcing spring to be topless.

I try to stand with everyone and the world.

But the old farmer won't complain about spring.

Women who love to show off their waists will not complain about spring.

Bees, insects, ants and wild animals don't complain about spring.

Spring planted in spring will not complain about spring.

-I am helpless and want to expose spring.

This early morning in spring

A row of spring flowers, three or two apricot flowers, and a few young grasses.

A courtyard full of frivolity

Even a light petal can throw me down.

I can't complain about spring any more.

Although poetry predates poets.

Spring is written earlier than all poems.

How did spring come?

Flowers are blooming with beautiful smiling faces,

There are no bright flowers in spring.

How did spring come?

The grass sticks out its head,

Spring jumps out of the ground like grass.

How did spring come?

The wicker turned green,

Spring flies out of the green.

I love you, Spring.

Looking forward to, looking forward to, the east wind is coming, and the pace of spring is approaching.

Everything looked like I had just woken up, and I opened my eyes with joy. The mountains moistened, the water rose and the sun blushed.

The grass crawled out of the soil, tender and green. In the garden, in the field, look at a large area full of yes. Sit, lie down, roll twice, kick a few balls, run a few laps, grab a few laps. The wind is quiet and the grass is soft.

Peach trees, apricot trees and pear trees are all in full bloom, and you won't let me or I won't let you. Red is like fire, pink is like chardonnay and white is like snow. Flowers are sweet; When I close my eyes, the village seems to be full of peaches, Xinger and pears.

Hundreds of bees are buzzing under the flowers, and butterflies of different sizes are flying around. Wild flowers are everywhere: miscellaneous, famous and nameless, scattered in the grass like eyes, like stars, still flashing.

"Blowing your face is not cold, willow trees become a shade", yes, like a mother's hand touching you. The wind brought the smell of new ploughing, mixed with the smell of grass, and the fragrance of various flowers, all brewing in the slightly humid air. Birds nest in it.

I am happy among flowers and young leaves. Calling friends proudly showed off his crisp voice and sang a melody, echoing the breeze and flowing water. The piccolo of the shepherd boy on the cow's back rang all day at this time.

Rain is the most common and lasts for three or two days. Don't be upset. You see, like cow hair, like a flower needle, like a filament, densely woven diagonally, and there is a thin layer of smoke on the roof. The leaves are bright green. The grass is too green to see your eyes clearly.

At night, the lights turned on, and a little dim light set off a quiet and peaceful night. In the countryside, on the path, by the stone bridge, there are people walking slowly with umbrellas; There are also farmers working in the fields, wearing wrinkled clothes and wrinkled hats. Their houses are scattered and silent in the rain.

There are more kites in the sky and more children on the ground. Every family, old and young, came out from the city and the countryside. Relax, be full of energy and do your own thing.

"A year's plan lies in spring" has just begun, and there is plenty of time and hope.

Spring is like a newborn doll. It's new from head to toe and still growing.

Spring is like a little girl, dressed up and walking with a smile.

Spring is like a strong young man with iron arms, waist and feet. He led us forward.

Spring poetry recitation 9 cold wind blowing

Look at the plum blossoms outside the window.

My worries are nowhere to be put.

Obsessed with sudden disasters and disasters

Looking into the distance with tears.

Draw the wound into a flower.

Strong and fearless you and my heart

Dare to bear all the joys and sorrows.

The power of unity is unbreakable.

Great love on earth warms you and me.

Heal the wound and stand up.

* * * In the same boat, we are not afraid of the bumpy road ahead.

Open your warm arms

Light an immortal lamp

Stretch out your strong arms.

Holding hands side by side, holding hands tightly.

No matter how cold it is in winter, we must spend it.

The spring sunshine is coming.

One day I will release the white dove.

Spread the news of happiness and well-being

Poetry reading in spring 10 The germination of a poem

The bud of a poem

After I finished writing this poem last night.

In my happy dream

When I open my eyes.

The grass below is soft.

White clouds are soft.

Close your eyes, I can smell it.

The scent of some flowers is approaching.

Sunshine is written in this poem.

The sunshine at eight o'clock

Come in through the window

With a cordial warmth.

A flock of soaring eagles

Spread my vision to the world.

There is water in this poem.

Water that is gone forever.

I am also forgetful when the bank echoes.

A row of women dressed in customs clothes condensed their youth with songs.

I am the clothes in that hand.

Squeeze the juice of happiness

The poem also mentions the wind.

They come from far away and go to the future.

Some dreams are green and reflected on the shore.

Intentionally or unintentionally, waiting for a few fish to come and bite.

So the arrival of spring.

Let a poem begin to sprout.

The germination of a poem opens a spring.

Lying in the field during the day.

My body grows butterfly wings.

Prepare for a drunken flight

Spring Poetry Recitation 1 1 Spring of Life

Changing times

Stay away from the cold in winter

years as the song

Welcome a rich spring.

Spring with dreams.

Scatter the sunshine in your heart.

Spring is full of vitality.

Sow hope in the world

Spring brings a ballad.

Sing a nice song.

Spring brings beauty.

It's very colorful.

Spring is an eye-catching feast.

Spring is a colorful picture.

Spring rain moistens everything.

The soft spring breeze blew away the haze.

Affectionate bud is about to laugh.

Qian Fan is floating in the surging spring.

Have a cup of light green tea.

Sing a beautiful poem

When you wake up from your dream, it's already spring.

Another year of spring welfare.

How much sadness and resentment has been diluted?

Say goodbye to the cold winter

Looking back and smiling is safe.

Push open the window lattice

The sea of hearts in spring will be brilliant.

As long as there is love in my heart

Even if it is cold in spring.

I can also feel the warm wind on my face.

This garden is full of the beauty/charm of spring.

Spring Poetry Recitation 12 This is a monologue of spring on the earth.

On this silent morning

I want to gently call out the names of every river and every mountain.

I want to take you far away.

All the distances are spring.

Every flower may light up a lonely heart.

The grass raised its inner flag.

Even the old people who finally stayed in the village.

White hair and ruddy hair-health of the elderly

Under the sunshine, it is pure and elegant.

Sweet folk songs spread in the spring breeze.

I came out of the farmhouse and looked up at the sky.

Thanks for spring.

Let me get the light in northern Jiangsu.

Get less in other places

And you, just walking on the cover of spring

In the gilded rape field

Your innocent smile lit the blooming bud.

So many free elements

So many days of youth are fixed in spring.

Ah, let's put the crane on Yunlong Mountain.

Singing the hometown under the white clouds, the pasture of the soul.

Let's describe Weishan Lake in yunlong lake and Pan 'an Lake in Dalong Lake.

Affectionate picture scroll, flying dreams.

Between heaven and earth, how pure and beautiful.

Spring Poetry Recitation in Northern Guizhou1March

Take off the clothes of pedestrians during the day.

I can't see the clouds made of rain coming out and swinging.

Sneak into the night with the wind.

I suddenly became alert. I want to know how many flowers were broken.

Light candles to protect red makeup

Vegetation needs rain, so do seeds.

Swallows want rain, poets want rain.

Fish want rain, cattle and sheep want rain.

I dare not light a star at the thought of this.

Dare not let the moon polish the window.

Follow your thoughts alone

Enjoy the Book of Songs and Peach Blossoms later.

After a while, I can see thousands of birds singing green and reflecting red.

After a while, watch the egrets fly to the surface to see the fat of mandarin fish.

At this time, no matter what kind of weather,

It's spring.

Spring poetry recitation 14 awakens the first sunshine in spring.

Release the vitality of youth, the element of poetry and ode.

Winter has passed.

Villages and rivers hit by the wind

On a leaf, it highlights freshness and brightness.

Let's take a look at spring together.

Listen to the birds singing and wake up the dawn bit by bit.

Let the first sunshine of spring

Become a hydrating mask and become a gospel.

Looking at the running train, the front is unknown.

Found the lamp of life

Open the curtain of daydreaming and polish the eyes of the stars.

Look back, or look out.

A dreamlike day, the local accent rippled again.

Like an encounter on earth.

Every lonely snowflake has a happy habitat.

Unload this life, unload the fatigue of vegetation.

Let the body become an island of joy.

Let those who love each other and pursue youth.

Compassion and kindness.

Go ahead and throw yourself into the arms of nature.

Meet those simple, simple, pure love.

Poet, seize this beautiful moment.

Write a line of love poems in spring.

Read the wind outside the window

Let nothingness become wealth and witness this life to the future.

Complete the transmission of love for life.

Spring Poetry Recitation 15 "Spring Breeze"

The spring breeze is light and soft,

Bees collect honey, and the spring breeze is sweet.

The flowers are blooming and the spring breeze is fragrant.

The spring breeze blows on your face.

The color of spring

What color is spring?

Grass said:

"Spring is green."

Peach blossom said:

"Spring is pink."

What color is spring?

Cauliflower said:

"Spring is golden."

Pear flower said:

"Spring is Snow White."

The breath of spring

The smell of spring,

Is sweet,

Like sweet flower juice,

Another example is the sweet life.

The smell of spring,

It smells good,

Like fragrant flowers,

Like sweet air.

The smell of spring,

Is colorful,

Look!

Here,

There,

Hua Kai Duo Duo

Where are the steps of spring?

Where are the steps of spring?

On the willow beside the West Lake,

The willows have sprouted.

Where are the steps of spring?

On the winter jasmine beside the road,

The winter jasmine is in bloom.

Where are the steps of spring?

On the frog by the river,

The frog woke up.

Where are the steps of spring?

Among the magpies in the sky,

The magpie flew back.

Where are the steps of spring?

In children,

The children went for a spring outing.

spring

The alarm clock in spring went off,

The alarm clock in spring went off,

Awaken the seeds,

I opened my eyes.

The alarm clock in spring went off,

Awaken the grass,

Coming out, boss.

The alarm clock in spring went off,

Wake up the trees,

Put out his arm.

The alarm clock in spring went off,

Wake up the flowers,

Suddenly laughed.

spring

Spring is a book.

Color books—

Yellow winter jasmine,

Red peach blossoms,

Green willow leaves,

Pak Lei ...

Spring is a book.

Laughing at books—

Small pond smiled,

Dimples are round and big;

The children laughed,

Open your mouth. ...

Spring is a book.

Singing books—

Spring thunder rumbles,

The spring rain is ticking,

Swallows chirp,

Frogs croak ...

Spring Morning

bird

Start chirping

When, as if in

Very far away.

remote

Location. only

For a while.

time

Go and see them.

land

In front of my window. use

they

tiny

tiny

Speak sarcastically,

Switch,

The sun hangs down.

Golden silk

Curtains.