Poetry Reading Praises Spring 1 Waiting for Spring
Authors: Zhang Ping, Lu,
In spring, I will wait for you to come back.
Dating on the hillside in the suburbs in spring
Bees gather honey in flower buds.
The stream flows among the flowers.
The spring breeze is continuous-
A white pear tree
The sun melted in spring-
Red peach blossom
In the field
Wild rape flowers are in full bloom.
One by one, one by one.
Hold your head high in the spring breeze.
When Yingying waved,
It will show its charm.
In spring, I will wait for you to come back.
Accompanied by dazzling sunshine
The spring breeze is continuous-
Wenxingxi river
Dye green mountains and rivers
In the sky
Beautiful clouds.
Little by little.
Sow hope in the spring breeze
When the seeds germinate
It will become colorful.
In spring, I will wait for you to come back.
Humming a soft and carefree tune
The spring breeze is continuous-
The grass is high and the nightingale is in the air.
The wind is blowing flowers.
And the corners of your mouth
Open a shallow smile
When my heart is attached
There are layers of ripples
Shallow through the heart
Embrace a piece of spring in my heart.
Push open the door of spring
Push open the door of spring
I hear birds chirping.
In the city, there are several spring birds.
They are afraid to go into town.
Just cheering and jumping outside the classroom.
They are as simple as farmers in the countryside.
Let me sprout a sense of closeness.
They are my friends.
Like a relative I met by chance.
They are looking for unknown bugs.
Make a friendly voice to one's companion
After school, I fell in love with birdsong.
In the debate about birds,
I pushed open the door of spring.
Poetry recitation praises spring 2 "Spring is always beautiful"
Spring rides on the rhyme of the soul.
Come along.
The quiet wind passes through the warm sun.
Reality and illusion can wander freely.
Suck on your comfort.
Eyes full of color
High-spirited flowers
Wave bravely
Overcome illusion over and over again.
hope
It's all red around.
Past reincarnation
Who can escape the intoxication of this spring?
faraway place
The morning bell rings
When my soul cries
Start to go to the paradise of spring.
In the center of spring
There is a lot of envy that I am shy about.
Longing for the season of spring
My heart is broken for the dusk drum.
Eyes like water are eager.
Colorful butterfly dance
A ray of sunshine makes my heart beat with excitement.
Infatuated stamen
Tears of joy
hazy moonlight
Fall into fantasy
Floating through the lively dream of spring
Cover a warm song
To the perched birds.
A ray of tender care
earlier times
I feel sorry for the fallen flower.
A song of wind and rain weighs heavily on the wings of spring.
I can't afford to fly anymore.
Buried the loneliness of high mountains and flowing water
Leave a memory with nowhere to hide.
A thin soul
A reed flute flies into the distance.
Loneliness endured the desolation of the years.
Sadness overflowed the sigh in my dream.
But in the depths of memory
Spring is still fresh and beautiful
Drunk fantasy
Look at the flowers in front of you.
A lovesick bird
Circular thinking
The rhythm is charming.
Anxious to refresh oneself
A thousand years, ten thousand years.
Time passed quietly.
Reluctantly say goodbye
People passing by
Samsara is on the verge of pain.
The soul looks at each other with tears.
Feel speechless.
Poetry recitation praises spring 3 "Spring is coming"
Miss chun is here.
She waved her hand.
Sweep away the cold in winter.
Miss chun is here.
germination
The grass sticks out its delicate head.
Willow also put on new clothes.
Miss chun is here.
The winter jasmine blooms on the hillside.
Magnolia is in full bloom on campus.
The elms on the road are covered with green gauze.
Miss chun is here.
She made a punch.
Swallows from the south flew back.
Under people's eaves
Built a new nest.
Return to the earth in spring
Everything came back to life.
Beautiful spring scenery
The oriole sings and swallows-the joy of spring
spring
How I like you!
Poem recitation 4 "Spring I have seen"
Text/Zifeng
All clouds are eyes.
Subsequent tillage
Refined wasteland
spring
I'll let you in
I give you all the land.
Or let some flowers bloom and make people lose.
In spring, cold and warm occasionally collide with each other.
A large piece of withered grass. I see.
Green progressive expansion law
Expectation is brilliant.
The wind is not without wings.
It's just that clouds are higher than trees.
those
Something hidden in the wind
Stripped again and again.
Shout to lift the pregnancy ban
The peach blossoms are just in time.
Gradually awakened the hibernation of the river.
Because of winter, the size has changed.
A cynic's horseshoe has no model.
Accidental decay
Spring comes too late.
We haven't had time to sort it out yet
Curved chest
The clothes have been warmed one by one.
Spring blossoms drive away the tassels of March.
You can return to the sky with a feather.
As long as you can get sunshine.
Classic moment
Think about how to meet you again.
Recitation of Spring Poems 5 "The Footsteps of Spring"
The footsteps of spring
gently
Walking gently towards you
Like a breeze in my heart.
In the pan
A year's wish
The footsteps of spring
It was the river that took off its frozen coat.
I want to wake up.
Fish sleeping at the bottom of the river
Afraid again
The proverbs of spring thunder.
Humidity and breathing
sunlight
The footsteps of spring
This is the color that the field yearns for after snow.
Dandelion, morning glory and green bristlegrass have not yet blossomed.
Chunfeng wants a banquet.
Tinkling green and fluttering purple
Afraid again
Offended the sleeping soil.
That little tenderness.
light yellow
The footsteps of spring
It is a wisp of smoke hanging in the mind of vagrants.
Mother has pasted bright red Spring Festival couplets on the door of the old house.
Boil the wanderer's heart to boiling heat.
Wipe a face of sunset
Afraid again
Carrying warm days
look around
Poetry in Praise of Spring 6 "The Voice of Spring"
Winter is not far away.
blowing snow
be in utter confusion
Haze is still shrouded in darkness.
However, you finally came.
Listen, in the distance, your footsteps have already sounded.
Smell, the fresh breath of your life, fluttering.
Your dreams shine on the new buds on the branches.
Snow melts into rain and fog dissipates and condenses.
For you, for your arrival, sprinkle welcome holy water.
You, the spirit of spring
As far as the spring flowers are not in full bloom.
Golden feathers dance like a breeze in the sun.
You are innocent.
Full of tenderness of water and clean snow.
A hint of coolness and warmth of sunshine is blowing.
You spin and float among the branches.
Weave the prospect of spring for the forest
Fly along your dream, and it will grow.
Brilliant images of green leaves, buds and spring flowers
The ice floes are melting and the river is gurgling.
What Ling Bo did was you and your singing skills.
The residual snow is crystal clear, reflecting your fairy shadow.
In the vast mountains, warmth rises.
All the birds sing and break through the cold.
The sonorous passion echoed and the sound of spring rippled.
Wave after wave of birds, whispering softly.
The tranquility and softness of early spring call for the dream of spring.
In just a few days, winter is cold and spring is warm.
The sun is shining and the blue sky becomes bluer.
Those buds and buds that germinate in winter spread out.
Listen, listen, spring is coming.
Those flower spirits and grass spirits.
We have set out from the virtual temple in the forest.
Run to the annual fairy-like event.
Colorful Spring Celebrations of Life
Recitation of Spring Poems 7 "Blooming Spring"
The wind is winding outside the window.
Cold condensation
Silence is the only picture in the frozen world.
Snow, one piece at a time, one piece at a time.
Fly away from my door
Gorgeous as fireworks
Gently push away the time like leaves.
You can see the strict lines.
Autumn has drifted away on the road.
There are only faint clouds left on the high blue screen.
And the loneliness that the wind can't blow away.
Guard a few plum trees
Plant the lonely mood of the four seasons
A snowy day
Flowers bloom in May.
Flowers as red as fire and as thick as blood
How warm and high-spirited the life above is.
Is spring coming?
Spring is coming
Every time I talk to it,
Always tell me that.
Larks have been singing in the mountains.
The groundhog is exploring underground.
Ants, crickets, butterflies ...
They will push open the door of winter together.
Welcome the bright and fragrant spring with blooming flowers.
Those dormant lives
Those lives that exist quietly in darkness, cold, loneliness and pain.
They never lack light and are never afraid of the cold.
Never give up hope and never miss every spring.
No matter how much warmth and nostalgia the past has taken away.
How much pain and sorrow left behind
Please join this plum tree.
Bravely embark on the journey of spring.
Leave a beautiful and firm back for the world.
Poetry in praise of spring recitation 8 "Meet in Spring"
My wife died unexpectedly last spring.
The one that broke from the branch.
I can imagine the consternation.
So in the wind
Took all my hopes to hold your hand.
Left me with endless memories.
Reminds me of Grandma Bing Xin's definition of love.
Love is on the left.
Compassion is on the right.
Walk on both sides of life
Sow at any time
Bloom at any time
Walk such a long distance
Decorate with flowers
Let pedestrians who wear branches and brush leaves step on thorns
be drunk
Tear drops came.
But not sad.
I will borrow the vast mind of the earth.
I hope I can still be an eagle in the blue sky.
It will always be the wind under my wings.
Let me spread my wings and soar in the vast sky
Over Qinling Mountains and Shushan Mountains.
Shuttle through the Han River and fly to the Three Gorges.
The Yangtze River is endless.
Run to the east in a mighty way
Hug gently at the same time
Take it to Xiling High School.
Listen to me sing a magnificent ode.
All these/these
As early as on the branch
I was doomed to be shocked.
Such a thorough garden
Camellia buds are full.
Huang Ju is not to be outdone.
Red and white interweaving of begonia
A bright moon that seems unable to resist the chill.
Whether to follow
Have a dream
Plants on the edge of winter
I am no longer an eagle spreading its wings and flying.
Like mosquitoes flying in this lonely winter.
Only silence.
Let dead branches and fallen flowers accompany my dying soul.
Put the painful language
Fill my empty and lonely heart lane
A lamp in the garden flickers on and off.
The cold mirror reflects the empty and lonely heart lane.
Alternate heat and cold
Wipe the slightly cold ups and downs to ashes.
Wounds are scattered in my empty and lonely heart lane
ache
You can only add and add.
Not that there are tears to shed.
But not sad.
Remember saying
Want to ride a fast horse with me?
Mercedes-benz in the vast Mongolian grassland.
Also said
She asked me to accompany her to climb Changbai Mountain and Tianshan Mountain.
And tell me.
Cherish the present.
Take care of yourself.
Enjoy life.
With hope
hug
spring has come and flowers are in bloom
The season of life
Don't miss it
Loss can be a wall.
Why not turn it over?
Meet in spring
An eagle will soar over the snow field.
Just fly there.
There will be flowers.