Independent cold autumn, Xiangjiang River north, Orange Island.
You see the mountains and plains, and the layers of forests are all dyed; The river is full of water, and hundreds of people compete for the flow.
The eagle strikes the sky, the fish is shallow, and all kinds of frost fight for freedom.
Lonely, ask the boundless earth, who is in charge of ups and downs.
Took 100 couples on a trip,
Recalling the past, the years are thick.
Just a classmate and teenager, in full bloom; Scholar spirit, Fang Qiu.
Pointing out the maze, inspiring words, the dirt in Wan Huhou that year.
Do you remember that you hit the water in the middle stream and the waves stopped the flying boat?
homesickness
Xi Murong
The song of my hometown is a flute in Qingyuan.
It always rings with the moon at night.
The face of my hometown is a vague disappointment.
Like waves in the fog
After parting
Homesickness is a tree without rings.
Never grow old.
Sword and song
Xin Qiji
Drunk watching the sword,
Dream back to blow the horn and set up camp.
Under 800 miles of gunfire,
Fifty strings turn the plug,
This is a military parade on the battlefield in autumn.
Luffy is made of horses,
Bow like thunder.
After the king's affairs in the world,
Win fame before and after.
The magpie fairy of Qin Guan
Bodhisattva Park and Qingping Music Liupanshan Mountain
The opening remarks are also for you!
Dear teachers and classmates, hello!
1: With the warm sunshine in winter, we ushered in this poetry recital.
Today, we are gathered here to enjoy the joy brought by poetry and enjoy this wonderful time.
1: Today, we gather here and walk into poetry and painting together.
Today, we gather here to open your heart and release your passion.
1: Today, we are gathered here, which will become an ocean of poetry and make happiness resound through the sky.
2. Next, * * * students will take everyone * * *.