Dragon boat festival modern poetry reading manuscript 1 dragon boat festival, dragon boat festival, Yan Yan chasing.
I run,
Where are you?
It was abandoned. ...
Only that red flower,
Decorate my years,
Gone with the Wind ...
Dragon Boat Festival, Dragon Boat Festival, is no longer the original.
The clear river flows slowly,
Willow is yiyi.
I went up the river,
Can't help crying. ...
Pick up pieces of fragrance and think about it,
Wandering in the water ...
Dragon Boat Festival Modern Poetry Recitation Draft 2 "The Day of Dragon Boat Festival"
Wormwood has been hanging in front of the door.
Children wearing sachets run all over the street.
Standing on the shore of the years
Adults slowly pour realgar wine.
Peel zongzi
Stripping has lasted for thousands of years.
Strip away a thousand years of love.
But I want to be a bamboo.
Hold up the aftertaste of a river
Erect an eternal monument
Open the ripples in May.
Tracing back to the source, Qu Yuan
As a waterfowl.
Write your name.
From Miluo, take the title
In the sky in May, the wind is light and the clouds are light.
Chu's past drifted away with the wind.
That's ambitious, and the clothes are fluttering.
A patriotic poet who never leaves his sword.
With an eternal volley
A thousand-year sigh
The sad sound of ren qinse
In the valley, the sound roared.
The third chapter of the Dragon Boat Festival modern poetry recitation is nothing more than an extra holiday.
In a remote town in northwest China, it is called Dragon Boat Festival.
It's just more selling in the market.
In the traditional culture of the whole country, it is called rice cake.
We know little about the significance of festivals. Sea salt is the crystallization of 2700 years' history.
We don't know much about Confucius, so we interpret Elegy into popular vernacular.
It is nothing more than a general ignorance of current events, streets, and after dinner.
A monk who waved a hoop instead of the Monkey King.
Nothing more than putting on makeup, you can face the staggered route calmly.
It is nothing more than a sea of red songs, which drowns the so-called law of all things.
Master, you are from Miluo. How did the conspiracy change and evolve during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period?
Deep in the vanilla, the turbidity is still clearly seen, revealing the innate prototype. ...
Imagination is nothing more than the song and call of the dragon boat in the water town.
Is nothing more than a person of hometown rub a handful of wormwood, package a mouthful of meat jiaozi, settle down.
It's misty and rainy in the south of the Yangtze River, and it doesn't rest on the fifth watch. I remember that fish and shrimp get thinner with each passing day. ...
Forgive me, master. The absorption of calcium depends on sufficient sunlight and vitamin AD.
Who has the courage to bear the slight sorrow of the ancestors of the heroic singer who inherited Li Sao?
Nothing more than reeds and grass swaying in the wind, standing on the beach, on the shore, by the water.
Mark your height and coordinates. What is in front of you when you are old is more important than what is in life!
The Dragon Boat Festival Modern Poetry Recitation Manuscript 4 Feathers Zong Xiang
Books are endless, and I miss them from the bottom of my heart.
Hao Hao Miluo River Water
On the Dragon Boat Festival in May, I kept crying.
Acorus calamus leaves
Looking forward to national well-being
Dragon boat gongs and drums
Enhance the confidence of the dreamer
Immortal soul
Walk through the blood of the Chinese nation
solemn and stirring
Loyalty and sincerity
Live on this day forever
The Dragon Boat Festival Modern Poetry Recitation Chapter 5 The dragon boat is put in the sea for one day.
Preserved for 1000 years.
Let June be fragrant in the homemade rice wine.
Drunk with the country
The sound of gongs and drums in June awakened the original boats in Suzhou.
Come all night before the tide ebbs.
Standing enchanting with the dragon boat, let the heat wave on the roadside
Squeeze out a clearing
Burn incense powder, float
The appearance of a silver beach
Smiling far away, swaying with the dragon boat.
The sea of people and ships changed the color of the sea.
The trace of mother sea drifting disturbed the timid lantern crab.
Break the rules and wait and see like a fair.
Dragon's clothes, wrapped in the face.
Love with the sea
Every sweet word is a slow wave of hometown.
Modern Poetry Reading of Dragon Boat Festival Chapter VI Totem Sacrifice of Ancient Yue Nationality
Grief and indignation towards qu yuan.
A great country with a long history.
An ancient traditional festival-Dragon Boat Festival
Since I can remember.
People in my hometown are commonly known as May Day.
Blink of an eye.
Dragon boat in the south
A dry boat in the north
Jiaozi, boiled eggs, fried sugar cakes.
And boiled garlic
The old man forced
Wash your face with garlic.
The gods say they can ward off evil spirits.
Life was difficult when I was a child.
The children are looking forward to May Day.
I can eat half-boiled eggs that day.
Adults are sorting out farm tools.
Sickle polishing
Double the power.
Welcome the arrival of the wheat harvest
It's another year of Dragon Boat Festival.
The season of wheat harvest has arrived.
The clumsy farm tools have left their posts.
Agricultural mechanization, wheat combine harvester
Let the farmers stand up straight.
Irrigation and water conservancy construction, agricultural irrigation and drainage projects
Say goodbye to the days of watching the weather and eating.
ensure stable yields despite drought or excessive rain
Farmers are confident enough to speak.
In memory
Dragon Boat Festival in those years.
Often in the fields, in the wheat fields.
Dragon boat festival these years
at home
Every household is full of excitement.
Harmony is different, sweet and sweet.
Zongzi, sugar cake and garlic are served.
Pick some fresh mugwort leaves and hang them in front of the door.
The Dragon Boat Festival modern poetry recitation manuscript 7 Dragon Boat Festival with a faint poetic soul.
How can I heal a loyal soul?
Oh, let's use the crescent moon on May 5th.
Cut a handful of mugwort.
It's not just the river that is blown thin by the fierce Chu wind.
Even the lotus has lost weight.
Thinking in Li Sao
Your Chunlan Cao Hui is thriving.
I will suck morning dew from flowers.
Together with zongxiang, let you sip.
The drums of the dragon boat attracted a cloud.
I wonder if you are in this cloud.
But looking for the door to go home.
Monks worship God with dumplings in four corners.
Tibetan rhyme of Cao Hui Miao nationality in Huangmei period
The fragrance of Chu Ci soaked Luojiang.
Wrap it, wrap it, wrap it.
Entrust the taste of Chu ci.
Every rhinoceros can break the shackles.
Artemisia argyi is amazing.
Carrying the rhyme of nine songs
Only use simplicity and frankness to exorcise evil spirits.
The Miluo River has skyrocketed.
Every wave has the spirit of Dr. Qu.
Every sentence of Li Sao is volley.
Jiuzhang Jingzhou
Fight for drums
Beat every character
Dragon Boat Festival Modern Poetry Recitation Draft 8 Realgar is Realgar.
Love is love.
The magic hand of may
Blend it with the fragrance all over the street
Shouted one after another.
Mixed with drizzle
Wash the dust off the flag of the years.
Vaguely spread to the ear.
The weak Hawking-
That was when my father was young.
Pray along the street
The hoarse voice slipped on the bluestone road.
Radio communicator (on a ship or plane)
Light realgar.
It also ignited people's ardent hopes.
Light smoke without posture and posture
Touch my eyes looking back
In the boundless twilight
ramble
The Dragon Boat Festival Modern Poetry Recitation Draft 9 "Songs of Chu and Zongzi"
Is this zongzi cooked in Miluo River?
It still feels a little hot.
I smell the river. Is there a sun in the water?
Cook Chu Ci and write every word well.
Untie the binding thread, and your hands will get entangled in water plants.
Open the cover, cover, layers of waves.
Expose the smallest land of fish and rice
Suitable for horizontal reading and vertical reading.
Qu Yuan's name is written on the water.
It is still an unforgettable pain.
What is homesickness? Homesickness is a knot tied to zongzi.
You don't know who tied it, but you can always.
Untie without the teacher's knowledge.
Some people wrap Chu ci into zongzi.
I regard zongzi as a Chu song.
Dragon Boat Festival modern poetry reading manuscript 10 Hold a stone.
Go to the bottom of Guluo River.
cultivate one's taste
Doctor Yu qu
Play a song
Chu Huaiwang's narrative
History has passed.
You used to have
Talk to the king
inherit
The beauty of fragrant grass
Write a song.
Style of Chu ci
A stone that sank to the bottom of the river.
Tuhuan
The River of China's Poetry
Dragon Boat Festival Modern Poetry Recitation 1 1 You left a piece of white in the long river of history.
You sing in Chuze day and night.
River fish has been swallowed for more than two thousand years.
Can't swallow one of your pride.
Tai Shi Gong is too sorry for your drowning.
Why don't you travel to other countries?
How does he know that if you show up,
You are just a lobbyist in the pre-Qin period.
The epics of Dante Homer and Virgil,
How to shake your solemn and stirring Chu Ci?
Your death is your eternal life,
You are immortal!
When you are sad, you will be slutty.
The tears of eternal people are like the tide;
That shallow bend in the Miluo River,
Irrigate the pride of poets all over the world!
Zilan's skirt turned to dust,
Where is Zheng Xiu's sleeve dancing?
Listen!
Urgent drum!
Lovely Dr. San Lv!
The dragon boat on the beach is racing for you!
I stood by the Danshui River in the Spring Festival Evening.
I seem to smell the fragrance of vanilla;
I kissed the long clear water in disappointment,
There is a faint coldness of Chuze.
Dragon Boat Festival Modern Poetry Recitation Manuscript 12 Dragon Boat Festival Love
The wind blows the willow leaves,
Like a loyal couple,
Seen from a distance,
In late spring and early summer this year,
Stop playing, too
Smiling aunt
Still rubbing the five-color strings tirelessly,
At the age of eighty,
Full of children and grandchildren.
Speak openly:
When the first rain came,
Cut it open,
Throw it on the roof,
Let the rain wash it away,
Wash away evil.
On the door beam,
Artemisia argyi gives off its unique fragrance.
Clear, fuzzy,
Fill with ... ...
I wonder if there are monsters in this world,
But this mugwort,
However, it was given the sacred mission of exorcism.
Does Qu Yuan smell the brown fragrance floating in the air?
Let the river cool completely,
But it cannot cool this burning heart,
That patriotic warm current,
From Qu Yuan's heart,
Rushing out unstoppable,
Infiltrated hundreds of millions of people in China,
China, with the love of millions of people,
Grow up gradually.
On the shelves of 13 supermarket, there are all kinds of modern poetry reading articles about Dragon Boat Festival.
All kinds of zongzi, oily green.
Mung bean cake, they reminded me again and again:
Dragon Boat Festival is coming. Everything seems
Know each other well, and
Same as in previous years
The day after tomorrow is June 1 Children's Day.
In seven days, it will be the fifth day of the fifth lunar month.
Children, are there children's days and toys in heaven?
There are books? You have zongzi and
Duck eggs?
When I open my eyes and look at it
These dazzling delicious foods.
What I saw was buried under the floor.
Chapped lips, no chance.
Then, catch up with the children on this Children's Day.
An unmanned flower bag, and
Sitting on the side of the road crying.
father
I close my eyes.
Those little zongzi, here we go again
Dancing in front of you, those zongzi
Originally in memory of the great poet Qu Yuan.
It's a memorial service.
Those who died in the Wenchuan earthquake
ghost
upcoming
Dragon Boat Festival, for me.
Which is the other one.
retrospective
Ghosts'Festival
Open your eyes and close your eyes.
Every corner I see
Zongzi is a child who died young.
Naked as white as glutinous rice
Wrapped in brown leaves
Qingxiangzhong
Modern Poetry Recitation Manuscript of Dragon Boat Festival 14 "Dragon Boat Festival Emotion"-A Distant Sacrifice to Qu Yuan
The country is ruined and the family is ruined. ...
There are thousands of pounds of boulders and shocking thoughts of compassion that cannot be put into use.
I don't know how the ancient Chu State was a withered flower.
For example, I have never been to Guluo River in Hunan.
Perhaps, the frustrated years of life can't shed all the blood and tears in your heart.
Perhaps, the moment poetry gushes out, it can't change the thin sunshine on your face. ...
Too much affection makes you feel helpless about Long Road.
Too many dreams make your bloody life melt in the crying river.
Jingchu cried all the way to the neighboring Xiaoxiang,
Blood and tears make the whole China feel dejected. ...
From then on, for more than two thousand years, this day in May was called Duanyang.
This is called nostalgia. Nostalgia is a lofty and great imagination.
Your ode to orange, your Li Sao, your nine songs and your nine chapters. ...
I can't stop your sadness and melancholy.
You made the romantic ballads of Chu Ci widely sung in China,
You let the lifelong regret disappear with yourself and drown in the Guluo River.
I don't know how many poets like you have been ruined by the soil of feudal times.
I don't know how many talented people are still suppressing unrestrained thoughts in today's world of mortals ...
May my clumsy poems become a breeze around you,
May my bad wine offer you the bright sunshine of all days in spring, summer, autumn and winter.
Dragon Boat Festival modern poetry reading manuscript 15 Ye Xiang.
Glutinous rice is light and fragrant.
Sweet jujube
Zongcha Qin Xiang
Aromatic moxa stick
sachet
Every dragon boat festival
We all like the fragrance you gave us!
My own mother.
Today is Dragon Boat Festival.
I learn from you.
Sweet zongzi
But I can't swallow a bite.
Don't even dare to drink a mouthful of tea.
What a tearful daughter!
My own mother.
My daughter remembers the Dragon Boat Festival when she was six years old.
You were beaten and badly hurt.
Lying in bed, crying silently.
A daughter who is not sensible
Look at people's zongzi
Lying on top of you
Crying for zongzi
You have a handful of glutinous rice and a handful of tears.
Jiaozi who wrapped us with incense!
My own mother.
My daughter remembers many Dragon Boat Festival.
You transplant rice back.
My leg is so swollen that it is difficult to sit down.
But still in our sleeping night.
Jiaozi who wrapped us with incense!
My own mother.
Daughter still remembers
I learned something after the Dragon Boat Festival.
I make fun of you.
I wonder if Qu Yuan is unknown.
Unexpectedly, every Dragon Boat Festival after that
You all look dignified and wrapped in zongzi.
When we can't eat zongzi anymore
Laugh and play!
My own mother.
My daughter remembers every Dragon Boat Festival you spent with me.
can
Today is Dragon Boat Festival.
You are lying in a hospital bed.
dermic
It's hard to shake your head
My own mother.
Zongzi is still so fragrant.
My heart is infinite sadness!