American recitation 1
Standing in the sun, I want to embrace the wind. Sleep in the middle of the night and want a quiet dream. Dear, take away everything that belongs to spring! Let the colorful peach blossoms spread out a peach blossom world; Let the gentle wind soothe the sad heart; Let the sunshine in April open your heart without scruple. Open the door of your heart and listen to the voice of the world. You may see beauty everywhere. Give your heart to the wind that comes and goes freely, be a daughter who follows the wind, walk gently, bid farewell to the past, forget the sorrow, and let the sunshine bloom in your heart.
Mottled sunshine falls on the windowsill, quietly, quietly, slowly with a small wind, trembling with transparent sunshine, intentionally or unintentionally trying to find out the mess last night. Pushing open the window of dawn, the sun shone in. The sunshine in winter is extremely gentle, just like soft water in summer, flowing gently. Those stories that haven't been told are placed in the corner of the table by time. Don't touch them, just brush your shoulders with sadness. Maybe the sun will settle in your heart and open a large warm plate of sunflowers. I have long been used to letting my feelings flow freely between the lines, but I can't bear to share my sad and happy memories with others, because understanding and not understanding are just wishful thinking.
A friend said that he did not support girls' contact with literature because women are mostly emotional. Once they fall in love with words, they are doomed to be sad and sentimental in spring. If the sentimental nature begins with itself and only finds the spiritual destination with the help of words, can it excuse words? More and more, put yourself in the world of words, listen to the wind, look at flowers, ask the bright moon, and enjoy swimming in words in order to forget everything around you. Finally, I found that I was just running away. When I was dragged back to real life, all kinds of helplessness seemed to be swallowed up by the sea, and indescribable sadness came quietly in the lonely night, leaving no time for preparation.
In the wind, I want to be a handsome daughter, extremely light and free to come and go. My dream nest, sunshine can come, flowers can come; Goose can come, so can butterfly. I will open my heart to embrace the sea, blue sky and mountains, collect the nectar of life among the green mountains and green waters, and cherish the taste of happiness from now on. If possible, can you build a home in the sun? Let me bloom freely, or let the sun bloom, drive away the darkness, warm the mildew tide, and plate it with warm colors in time.
Every road has the loneliest journey. Others may only see you surrounded by people, but they don't know that you are alone in your own world. In nature, the sun and the moon are lonely, the mountains and rivers are lonely, including the wind, so am I, but I am not afraid of loneliness, and no one knows how to talk. It is better to be in exile, wild or sad, buried deep in my heart and facing the bright moon.
American recitation 2
How long has it been, I have forgotten the taste of crying for one thing, thinking that a hard heart will no longer be painful and emotional for secular disputes; How long has it been? I can't understand the smile and kindness in other people's eyes, which automatically shields countless subtle things in life. Sometimes I feel that my soul is walking too slowly, but my body is running hard, leaving a blank as if only the world is cold.
The friend said: Fire, your writing is always so beautiful, as if you have never seen the ugliness and absurdity in the world. Is this chicken soup?
I don't deny that there is too much indifference and disappointment in this world, but I still believe that there is another kind of beauty that grows in the dark night; No matter how gloomy the world is, there is always a bright side, so life will not despair.
I'm glad that I can always find the subtle beauty in life. When depravity and drug addiction strike, I can use words to introspect, warm my heart and cook non-toxic chicken soup with the light of my heart. Maybe on a cold night, you will be willing to taste it and use this heat to nourish your lonely and desolate heart for a long time.
At sunset, a bird pecked at the window and scattered a handful of millet. It was not surprised, but slowly came over to enjoy its dinner. The bird's emotion and dependence is that it no longer treats me as an alien, and its friendship and trust with a bird is only due to the compassion of a handful of millet.
I met her at a gathering of many people. She is beautiful, wearing heavy makeup, smoking a cigarette and feeling lost and degraded. It is said that her family is poor and she hasn't been to school for several years. In order to support her family, she will do something that is not recognized by the world. Business? . I only met her once, but later I heard that she adopted many stray cats and rented a place to feed them, which made me feel very warm. When I think of her again, Zhang Yan's vulgar face is not dusty at all, but has a bright smoky flavor. The essence of a person lies in whether her heart is clean and warm. In fact, she is just an ordinary woman who makes a living by it!
On a cold night, my friend did not forget to buy a steaming bowl of noodle soup for an old man sitting alone. Bright green chopped green onion floats on the surface, and the fragrance and warmth reach the bottom of my heart.
A person hurried home late at night, afraid, took a few steps to catch up with the only passerby in front and followed silently. He found me and slowed down. We had a tacit understanding along the way, until I turned into the gate of the community, and he accelerated his pace. Can't forget this silent company.
Yes, I won't cry for a long time easily, nor will I love someone easily. It is so easy to change a heart. Just blowing in the evil wind of the years will be like dried bacon, and it will no longer be soft.
But what are we pursuing all our lives? What will you miss in the end? When all the noise and glitz are normal, the trend of time appears before us: we are humble and alive, resisting the stubborn world with the inner temperature, spreading a seemingly naive little love to the people around us, and every moment we face people's hearts, a touch of warmth is gently crossed in our hearts before we get old. At that moment, we even laughed and cried, lamenting that this life is really beautiful and enough!
I admire the photographer's skill most. I can capture the beauty of the moment. Even in late autumn, there is only one fallen leaf left on the tree, which can make the picture breathtaking. We are too short of such a state of mind to enjoy the moon and flowers and appreciate every ordinary life. One day, we finally shed these layers of films wrapped in our hearts, only to realize that there are too many possibilities in life and too many beautiful things in the world. Just because a heart lamp is always on, there is love in our eyes and warmth in our palms.
No matter how chaotic and complicated the world is, stick to your inner glory, never lose your ability to distinguish right from wrong, and choose a warm beam, even if you are disappointed, why not?
I met a happy old man in a strange street. He said, that's it. You have to laugh. How beautiful! He smoked a pot of cigarettes, and the wrinkles on his face quietly explained his understanding and compassion for life. Yes, I see. You have to smile and have warmth and love in your heart, and you will live a clear and beautiful life.
Under the moonlit starry sky, my friend made a cup of Dahongpao and handed it to me. A steaming fragrance filled my whole body, and I was overjoyed. I haven't lost this faint charm in the short life I hurried through, so it's good. Why do you need more?
American recitation 3
No one knows that I waited quietly in time, waiting for the sunshine. Before I refused, I opened my heart and opened the most beautiful flower. Since then, all seasons have been warm. How many nights, watching the silent night in a daze, the language is too pale; How many days have I exiled myself in a deserted place, and my life has been put on the verge of life and death; There have been many sad seasons, playing the melody of the wind and singing all the sadness to the dancing leaves. As time goes by, I am flying by, but my sadness never leaves, and I don't want to play that song, but my time is full of sadness. Please forgive my sentimentality. I am just a humble dust, bending down to wait for my sunshine, coming to me gently and blooming warmly in my heart.
Dear, forget everything, forget the pain and sadness, forget the scars left by yesterday, winter will eventually end, and the sunshine in spring will become more and more brilliant. Pushkin said in If Life Deceives You: If life deceives you/Don't be sad, don't be impatient/be calm/believe it, happy days will come/my heart will always look forward to the future/now it is often melancholy/everything is instantaneous/everything will pass/and the past/will become a kind of memory. Return the past to the past, give yourself a blue sky, let the sunshine bloom in my heart and bloom the most beautiful flowers in the world. From now on, I only remember happiness and leave sadness to time to dilute.
It's time to end the past, whether satisfied or not. Hate people, hate people, let them go further and further in time, completely disappear from their hearts. Draw a circle for the heart, drive away the sadness, stand on tiptoe and touch the heartbeat of the sun, in order to welcome the arrival of the sun. This sad and fragile dust wants to stay on the land of the sun in the warm sunshine, and dance the slow beat of waltz in the soft light, so that the sunshine can spread endlessly and warm the whole life.
I am sad and disappointed. I am a floating dust. I want to borrow the wings of the wind and wait for the sunshine with a long life. When he walks through sadness, I will bloom the most beautiful flowers in the world in my heart.