The art of recitation is a kind of language performance art that recreates literary works through vocal language. So how can we praise our father through
The art of recitation is a kind of language performance art that recreates literary works through vocal language. So how can we praise our father through recitation? Below I have compiled my father's hymn recitation for your reference.
Father's hymn recitation 1: Who is Father Ai A, who propped up a splendid sky for us with vigorous arms?
Who built a happy home for us with hard-working hands?
It's you, father, an ordinary and great name!
Father is a mountain, with a broad mind and a wide range of rivers.
Father brought an umbrella to shelter us from the wind and rain and keep us away from disaster.
Father b has a boat, carrying us, braving the wind and waves, sailing for the harbor of love!
In the eyes of my daughter, father, you are more like a tree.
Spring can dream that your love is like dew, nourishing my heart;
In summer, you can enjoy the cool, and your love is like a cool breeze, blowing gently around you;
An autumn taught me to mature, and your love was fruitful, which made me see the hope of success.
Winter teaches me to be strong, and your love is the sunshine that gives me confidence and strength!
Spring, summer, autumn and winter, sun and moon rotate.
Traces of time creep up your face.
The tempering of wind and rain has made you suffer a lot.
B I won't forget what you taught me.
I can't forget driving your daughter to school.
I can't forget the sadness in your eyes when your daughter came home late.
I can't forget the worry on your face when your daughter was ill.
Unforgettable scene, unforgettable father and daughter ...
A If life can be reincarnated, I will be your daughter in the afterlife!
I just want to say in your ear at this moment: Dad, I love you!
Father's hymn recitation 2: Father loves the silent day in June, and the passionate sun rises.
One day in June is full of rosy clouds to celebrate this festival.
One day in June, grateful flowers bloom.
One day in June, * * * gathered hardworking and lovely dads.
Let's wish all fathers in the world a happy holiday.
Let the wheel of time run over the thin body back and forth.
Let the burden of life press tightly on the scarred shoulders.
You have no regrets, and as always, you silently persist in walking on the bumpy road.
The ridge in Tanaka is a beautiful stick.
Grains dancing in the wind are jumping notes.
Nine winding mountain roads are the strings of this world.
It was the light footsteps of fathers that moved it.
What pops up is the swan song of life.
Sweat flows in the canal dug by years.
Arouse a wave of development
The protruding blue veins are the Great Wall built by strength.
Gong Yu's spirit of moving mountains extends from here.
Years cast by wind and rain
Carved on his father's forehead.
Profoundly outline the wisdom life.
The feeling of falling flowers is gone.
Father's manners are no longer the same.
Traces of passing away covered the dead leaves everywhere.
The lush grass has long since disappeared.
Why are the years so hasty?
It's your inner support.
Countless tragic days
You gave it to me.
Silent teaching theory
You are persistent forever.
for me
Open up the road of life
Ah, father
I was released by you.
Sail of hope
And you, that's it.
The river that carries my life
Father's hymn recitation rang 3, and there was no breath in the afternoon.
The dew has turned into a cloud.
A father in a hat
Move his bees.
I
Afraid of spicy sunshine
Afraid of the sweat on my father's forehead
Afraid of my father's wet back
Through the curtain of sunshine
Father's "bow" is back.
touch
My mind
My soul
Spring blossoms.
These flowers are full of fragrance.
Father crouched beside his dream.
Miss the sweet honey
Keep your love for life in your heart.
Until my hair turns white
I can't hold it any longer.
The cough is much louder.
Only when
Please allow me to say what I feel inside.
but
father
I have nothing to say at the moment.
My tears turned into poems.
This will torture my conscience.
father
I will be like your bee.
I will try my best.
Absorb sunlight and rain and dew
Will be rich and sweet
In return for your hard work.
I love you and nourish you,
Shine your face with golden light.
Save your lost time.
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