National college students' poetry competition

Poems suitable for the recitation competition include Prophecy, You are April Day on Earth, Farewell to Cambridge, Homesickness, Night in the South and so on. 1, "Prediction" (Author: He Qifang) This heartbeat day has finally arrived! ? Oh, I can clearly hear your footsteps sighing at night, which are the whispers of forest leaves and night wind. The graceful hoofbeat of elk galloping across the moss path! ? Tell me. Tell me with your bell. Are you a young god in prophecy? ? You must come from the warm south! ? Tell me the moonlight there, the sunshine there! ? 2, "You are April Day on Earth" (Author: Lin) I said, you are April Day on Earth; Laughter lit up the surrounding wind; Your soul dances in the glory of spring. You are a cloud in the sky at the beginning of April. The evening wind is soft, the stars twinkle inadvertently, and the drizzle is sprinkled in front of the flowers. It's light, it's graceful, you are, you are wearing a crown of flowers, you are naive, you are solemn, you are a full moon every night. As yellow as a gosling, when the snow melts, you look tender, like the green of a new bud, you are tender and happy, and the water is floating with white lotus in your dream. You are the flower of the tree, the swallow whispering between the beams, you are love, warmth and hope, you are the April day on the earth! 3, "Farewell to Cambridge" (Author: Xu Zhimo) I left gently, just as I came gently; I waved my hand gently and bid farewell to the clouds in the western sky. The golden willow by the river is the bride in the sunset; Beautiful shadows in the waves ripple in my heart. Green grass on the soft mud, oily, swaying at the bottom of the water; In the gentle waves of He Kanghe, I would like to be an aquatic plant! That pool under the shade of elm is not a clear spring, but a rainbow in the sky; Crushed in floating seaweed, a rainbow-like dream is precipitated. Looking for dreams? Support a long pole and swim back to a greener place on the grass; Full of starlight, singing in the splendor of starlight. But I can't play the piano, just a farewell flute; Summer insects are also silent for me, silence is Cambridge tonight! I left quietly, just as I came quietly; I waved my sleeve without taking away a cloud. 4, "Homesickness" (Author: Yu Guangzhong) When I was a child, homesickness was a small stamp. I'm here and my mother is there. When I grow up, homesickness is a narrow ticket. I'm here and the bride is there. Later, homesickness became a temporary grave. I'm outside and my mother is inside. Now, homesickness is a shallow strait. I am here and the mainland is there. 5, "Southern Night" (Author: Feng Zhi) We sat quietly by the lake and listened to the swallows telling us about the quiet night in the south. The quiet night in the south is brought by them, and the reeds at night are evaporating with strong enthusiasm ── I have already felt the intoxication of the south night, please smell the strong smell among the reeds. You said that the big bear star is always like a white bear in the cold zone, and it chills all over. At this time, swallows skimmed over the water and stars scattered on the lake-please take a look at the stars in this lake, and the starry sky in the south is such a scene. You said you suspected the ginkgo pine over there, as if the snow on the tree had not melted. At this time, the swallow flew to a palm tree and sang a warm song-please listen to the swallow's song. This is the scene in the southern forest. I always feel that we are not like tropical people, and our chests are always as quiet as autumn and winter. The swallow said that there is a rare flower in the south, which only blooms once in twenty years. At this moment, I suddenly feel that there is a flower hidden in my chest, which will bloom like a fire in this quiet night! In the east of the world, there is an ancient country, beautiful and vast, and in the east of the world, there is a great nation, hardworking and strong; The surging Yellow River is her blood, and the towering Mount Tai is her backbone. This is our motherland-China! 1949, a great man waved his giant arm and announced with one voice that the haze of China for five thousand years had been dispelled; 1978, a giant, with superhuman courage, sized up the situation and opened the dusty door to the world! 1997, she welcomed the fragrance of bauhinia. 1999, she joined the fragrance of water lotus! Through the storm of the century, the Great Wall of Wan Li flies through the clouds like a dragon, crossing the long river of years, and Mount Everest stands proudly on the highest slope in the world like an eagle. Our country has never been so strong as it is today. My ancient and young motherland, I am a young plant on your vast land, swaying in your warm and caring arms. I am a bird in your boundless sky, singing in your warm spring heart, the waves of the Yellow River are surging in my veins, the flowers of civilization are blooming in my heart, and my ideals are revealed in the blue of my motherland. In the east of the world, there is a magical and beautiful country. The vast sea is her broad mind, the Great Wall in Wan Li is her strong backbone, the Yellow River is her surging blood, and the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau is her rigid arm ... She is my motherland, the great people of China and the state order: reciting poems can't be too short, otherwise you can't read that momentum. I suggest you read something more impassioned What music does the one in the east of the world use? God who is in a hurry to solve the problem at once, what if the quantity is good, good, good, good, good, how about more after-sales calls or less extra hot royal jelly?