English poetry is a treasure of the English language and a necessary media material for learning the English language. It helps to cultivate interest in English learning and improve students' aesthetic taste. Therefore, with practical operation, it can promote quality education in college English. The following is what I brought about English poetry recitation, welcome to read!
About English poetry recitation Part 1
Home -Thoughts, From Abroad
Home-Thoughts , From Abroad
Robert Browning
Oh, to be in England
Now that April's there,
And whoever wakes in England< /p>
Sees, some morning, unaware,
That the lowest boughs and the brushwood sheaf
Round the elm-tree bole are in tiny leaf,
While the chaffinch sings on the orchard bough
In England?now!
And after April, when May follows,
And the whitethroat builds, and all the swallows!
Hark, where my blossom'd peartree in the hedge
Leans to the field and scatters n the clover
Blossoms and dewdrops? at the bent spray's edge?
That's the wise thrush; he sings each song twice over,
Lest you should think he never could recapture
The first fine careless rapture!
And though the fields look rough with hoary dew,
All will be gay when noontide wakes anew
The buttercups, the little children's dower< /p>
--Far brighter than this gaudy milon-flower!
Feelings in a Foreign Country
Oh, I wish I could be in England at this moment
Just like this Spring in April.
No matter who is there, when you wake up
Inadvertently, you will always see, in the early morning, the low branches and dense bushes
p>
It is lush green around the elms,
The chaffinches are chirping in the orchard branches,
In England? At this time.
April passed, and May followed suit.
The gray sparrows built their nests, and there were all the swallows in the world!
My place next to the fence The pear blossoms
stretch out to the field, and there are clovers on the ground
Strewn with petals and dewdrops? Listen, at the end of the branches?
The clever thrush, each branch He sang two songs every time, for fear that you might think that he would never reappear
The carefree surprise when he first sang.
Although the white dew makes the fields look miserable,
The midday sun will make everything shine again.
That buttercup, the children’s dowry,
? More brilliant and brighter than this gaudy melon!
About English Poetry Recital Part 2
Mom, don’t cry, I went to heaven
Mom, don’t cry, I went to heaven,
With a loud sound of the earth shaking,
I saw you sitting in the noisy playground,
The heartbreaking shouts are still in my ears.
Mother, please don't cry, I went to paradise
With the tremendous sound of the shaking of the ground
I saw you sink down on the chaotic playground
In my ears the grieved shouts still resound.
Mom, don’t cry, I went to heaven,
All the stars in the sky are yours Tears,
I am not a lonely wanderer in the dark night,
The classmates held hands and sang hoarsely.
Mother, please don't cry, I went to paradise
The stars filling the sky are all your tears
I am not wandering lonely in darkness< /p>
Hand in hand classmates sing themselves hoarse.
Mom, don’t cry, I went to heaven,
The teacher said there are no more birds singing and fragrance of flowers over there,
So I reluctantly looked back,
The green water and green mountains were desolate.
Mother, please don't cry, I went to paradise
The teacher said the twittering of birds and the fragrance of flowers was not there again
Thus I am reluctant to part with the scene and keep looking back,
So desolate are the blue hills and green streams.
Mom, don’t cry, I went to heaven,
It’s just that I can’t let go of the dream I once had.
Help me collect my beautiful schoolbag well.
I heard the loud sound of my sister’s book in the ruins.
Mother, please don?t cry, I went to paradise
Just couldn't bear to part from my dream which I have dreamed of
Please help me tidy away my beautiful schoolbag
I hear the elder sisters read aloud in the ruins
Mom, don’t cry, I went to heaven,
It’s a pity that I wait Rather than seeing the green military uniform,
I also want to finish the homework assigned by the teacher,
I miss the blackboard, books and classroom.
Mother, please don't cry, I went to paradise
Alas, I can't wait to see green uniforms
I still want to finish my Homework assigned by the teacher
And miss the blackboard, the book and the class
Mom, don’t cry, I went to heaven,
I won’t be naughty anymore I don’t want to make you sad,
I will remember your smile,
I will cling to your warm chest in the next life.
Mother, please don't cry, I went to paradise
I?m neither naughty nor break your heart again.
I will bear in mind your smiling appearance.
In the afterlife I still want to nestle up to your warm breast.
Mom, don’t cry, I went to heaven,
There is light There is always hope in life,
Open your eyes and I want to see you live strong,
Your love will always light my way?
Mother , please don?t cry, I went to paradise
Where there is the lamplight, there is hope for life
When I open my eyes, I want to see you live toughly< /p>
Your love lights my path for ever?
About English Poetry Recitation Chapter 3
On the seashore On the seashore
On the seashore of endless worlds children meet.
The infinite sky is motionless overhead
And the restless water is boisterous.
On the seashore of endless worlds
< p> The children meet with shouts and dancesOn the beach of the endless world, the children meet with each other.
The boundless sky above is still, while the endless sea water is violent.
On the shore of the endless world,
Children gather, shout and dance
They build their houses with sand,
And they play with empty shells.
With withered leaves they weave
Their boats and smilingly float them
On the vast deep.
Children have their play on the
Seashore of worlds.
They build their houses with sand, they play with empty shells,
They use withered withered Ye weaves their ships,
and then lets them float in the deep sea with a smile.
Children have their own games on the shores of the world
They know not how to swim,
They know not how to cast nets.
Pearl-fishers dive for pearls,
Merchants sail in their ships,
While children gather pebbles
And scatter them again.
They seek not for hidden treasures,
They know not how to cast nets.
They don’t know how to swim, they don’t know how to cast nets.
Pearl divers dived for pearls, merchants sailed in boats, and children picked up and scattered pebbles.
They don’t look for treasure, they don’t know how to cast their net
The sea surges up with laughter,
And pale gleams the smile of the sea-beach.
Death-dealing waves sing
Meaningless ballads to the children,
Even like a mother while rocking her baby's cradle.
The sea ??plays with children,
And pale gleams the smile of the sea-beach.
The ocean rises with laughter,
And pale gleams the smile of the sea-beach.
It’s the smile of the beach.
The dangerous waves sang a dance-like song to the children,
The mother hummed as she pushed the baby's cradle.
The sea plays with the children,
What is pale and shining is the smile of the beach
On the seashore of endless worlds children meet.
Tempest roams in the pathless sky,
Ships are wrecked in the trackless water,
Death is abroad and children play.
On the seashore of endless worlds is the
Great meeting of children.
The children gather together on the seaside of the endless world.
The storm roared in the trackless sky,
The ship disintegrated in the traceless water.
Death is everywhere, and children are playing.
On the seaside of the endless world is a grand party for children