The girls who broadcast the manuscript recited atmospheric poems. In real life, when girls take part in some exams or competitions hosted by radio stations, they can recite some atmospheric poems. Then I'll take you to know more about the broadcast draft and the related content of girls reciting atmospheric poems.
The girls who broadcast the manuscript recite atmospheric poems 1
Shu Ting
If I love you,
Unlike climbing Campbell,
Show off yourself with your tall branches;
If I love you,
Never imitate spoony birds,
Repeating monotonous songs for the shade is not only like a fountain,
Send cool comfort all year round;
It is not only a dangerous mountain peak,
Increase your height,
Set off your dignity.
Even during the day.
Even spring rain.
No, these are not enough!
I must be a kapok beside you,
Standing with you as the image of a tree.
Roots, close to the ground,
Leaves, touching in the clouds.
Every time a gust of wind blows, we greet each other.
But no one understood us.
You have your copper branches and iron stems.
Like a knife, like a sword, like a halberd;
I have my red flowers,
Like a heavy sigh,
Like a heroic torch.
We share cold waves, storms and lightning;
We like mist, flowing mist and rainbow.
As if we were separated forever,
But they are lifelong dependent.
This is great. Love,
Loyalty is here:
Love not only loves your strong body,
I also love your stand, the land under your feet.
Broadcast manuscript girl recites atmospheric poem 2 "Maiden of Athens"-Byron
Maiden of Athens, before we parted,
Give me my heart! Give me my heart back!
Or, since it has been separated from me,
Keep it and take the rest!
Please listen to my parting oath:
You are my life and I love you.
I want to rely on that unrestrained curly hair,
Every Aegean wind chases it;
I want to rely on those jet-edged eyes,
Eyelashes kiss the purples on your cheeks;
I will swear with wild deer eyes:
You are my life and I love you.
And my long-awaited red lips,
And a light and tight waist;
I want to rely on these promised flowers,
They are better than all words;
I want to say, with a string of joys and sorrows of love:
You are my life and I love you.
Maiden of Athens, we broke up;
Think of me when you are lonely.
Although I ran to Istanbul,
Athens caught my heart:
Can I not love you? I won't!
You are my life and I love you.
Note: This is a passionate love poem, written during the poet's first stay in Athens, and it is also a chapter in Byron's famous Travels of Childe Harold. The poet runs through the whole poem with the phrase "You are my life, I love you", and directly and enthusiastically pours out his deep love for Athens girls. This is the voice of love and the oath of love, which makes people strongly infected as soon as they read it.