Poetry reading

Poems crossing the Yellow River

The river is swift and muddy.

The soup can't be ling.

It's hard to make a list.

Matsuzaka won the game.

The empty court suppresses the old wood.

The wilderness is over.

Don't beat people's footsteps.

But it is exciting to see a fox and a rabbit.

Send a message that the river is old.

This water is not clear.

The Yellow River sank.

From Qinghai-Tibet Plateau

A little-known mound began.

draw out

Yellowing water

Put the rough stone tools of our ancestors

And the sobs of China people.

Bury sth deeply

Converge into a cry and expand the exotic life.

Yellow carpet

Bohai bay coast

Extend to the Dragon Palace

One day.

Wang lung in Donghai

Bring a beautiful dragon lady.

Come to the carpet.

Yuelaoxia

Accompanied by the vigorous "boatman ballad"

* * * Drink a glass of cold moonlight.

Hejiu

Yellow skin and black hair

Claiming to be related to ...

the Yellow River

Days and nights whizzing by in my eyes

Grass and gold surge in my chest.

I Yan Di Long Pao and Huangdi Neijing

My tears and expression are turbid.

I have been running through my youth.

My bad breath

When I hold a copper pot to warm my eyes, tears flow like a river.

Who is your drunken boat?

Suppress one's throbbing chest

I look forward to the Beidou full of thunder.

A thousand Yellow River diaries were unveiled by you.

A thousand diaries are Qian Fan's back.

Qian Fan's back. You're back.

My emotions are extravagant and wasteful.

My destiny has a bright future.

My silent father was choked to tears by dry smoke.

My nagging mother, her forehead was blackened by the fire of the stove.

I put too much pepper in Lanzhou beef noodles.

My salt is soaked in heavy Shaanxi mutton.

When I lead animals at dusk, I drive birds away from your noisy entrance.

When I drag my children, take care of the old and the young, and walk on your road.

When I bow to your deep source in the brazier above my head

When I use my memory to lift your coming haze.

Yellow River I long for a bumper harvest after the storm.

My black hair and white hair are in the Yellow River and thousands of feet.

I flew thousands of feet along the Yellow River.

I dream of the Yellow River in Tiema Glacier.

My canoe crossed the Yellow River in Wanzhong Mountain.

I really can't take my photo away from the Yellow River with my face.

I really took my songs away, but I couldn't take my feelings away.

The rising sea can't drown the sunset in my heart.

The world of mortals in my eyes cannot be buried in the declining rivers.

My river that never hits the south wall and never looks back.

My river without coffins and tears

I can't reach the Great Wall, not a hero's river.

My river won't die if it can't see the sea.

My blows and blows hit the bustling river.

My stumbling river

I can't leave without a river.

When the stone turns into foam,

When bones turn into waves

Sorghum fell and there was blood.

When tears are shaped into wheat ears of highland barley

When my feet are covered with mud, I have a hard job in my hand.

Yellow River You are the song I want to sing when I am tired.

A whip shadow drives a carriage full of flames and tears.

A village full of apricot blossoms and moistened by folk songs

Drunk, the north wind stands in your Hedong Hexi Henan Hebei

Yellow River, I am the mountain you grew up watching.

My great-grandson's surname is Zhao, Wang.

At the beginning of my life, it was a thousand words with similar nature and kindness.

My compendium of materia medica is filled with the taste of traditional Chinese medicine.

I was overwhelmed by the glorious twenty-four history of China.

A dream of red mansions with my eyes open and insomnia

I smile with tears in my eyes.

My ups and downs, life and death, the boatman's song

My excitement is full of light.

My surging efforts

My sonorous bones

The flowers in Shandandan are colorful, and your mountains made of water and slopes made of waves are colorful.

Little by little, the stars in the sky light your pulse with nine twists and eighteen bends.

Raise a glass to drown your sorrows.

The Yellow River is flowing, but the water is still flowing, even though we cut it with our swords.

When I was humming that nursery rhyme under the scorching sun and frost.

You are my dream-driven China.

Ode to the Yellow River (Recitation)

Ah, friend!

The Yellow River/with its/heroic spirit,

Appear in Yuanye/Asia;

It/shows/expresses the spirit of our nation;

Great/strong!

Here,

We/towards the Yellow River,

Sing/our hymn.

(Lyrics)

I am standing on the top of the mountain.

Looking at the Yellow River,

Run in the/southeast direction.

The waves are rough,

Set off/reverse the tide;

Turbid flow turns around,

Forming a zigzag chain;

From/at the foot of Kunlun Mountain

Run to the edge of the yellow sea,

Ba/Zhongyuan real estate

Divided into north and south sides.

Ah! Yellow River!

You are the cradle of the Chinese nation!

Five thousand years of ancient culture,

From you/origin;

How many/heroic stories,

By your side/playing!

Ah! Yellow River!

You are/great and strong,

Like a giant

Appear in/Asia Plain,

Use your heroic body

Build a barrier for our country.

Ah! Yellow River!

You/a thousand feet,

Hao Hao/Dangdang,

To/North and South Bank

Stretch out/ten million iron arms.

The great spirit of our nation,

Will be cultivated by you

Carry forward and grow!

Heroes and sons of our country,

Study/your role model,

As great/strong as you!

As great/strong as you!

Recite poems praising the motherland

I love the flowers of my motherland in October,

She's smart,

Because she is in my heart.

There are 56 incense-

Ah, this fragrance is unforgettable in my heart for four seasons.

From the peach blossoms in the north in spring,

In the severe winter, the smell of rice and flowers in Hainan is fragrant.

From a mountain village in Fujian full of lychee trees in summer,

In autumn, the grapes are ripe and the fruits in Turpan are full of fragrance. ...

Colorful flowers bloom every day,

Harvest is in sight,

Among these perfumes,

I saw the most beautiful sight-

Her snow white and green,

As beautiful as the clear sky at dawn,

Hope for the future ...

(2) Motherland, I am proud of you.

Motherland, I am proud of you.

When the magnificent huabiao,

Let the tall and straight body be covered with dawn,

When the majestic Tiananmen Square,

Let the clouds meet the rising sun.

The ear of history,

The salute rumbled,

An avalanche of echoes,

It is the echo of the changes in China.

A giant looks down at the world,

A loud voice,

The whole world heard it,

People's Republic of China (PRC) was founded!

When the first five-star red flag Ran Ran was raised,

Flag of victory,

Flying in the wind of the sky,

People looked up,

The whole world saw it,

The people of China have stood up since then!

This period of history embodies greatness,

Indulge in the sunshine in October,

This momentum is full of passion,

A monument stands in the east of the world.

A glorious era,

With strong hands,

He wrote a glorious chapter of the new China,

People proudly pointed out the direction.

Suffering mother,

Wipe the tears from your eyes,

Show your inner joy, be happy sincerely,

The motherland bravely moves towards prosperity.

Praise our history,

There is a myth that Pangu created the world.

Generate the light that shines with life.

Praise our history,

There are four great inventions,

Sow on this barren land.

Praise our history,

With the wisdom of Laozi and Confucius,

The flame of thousands of years of civilization has illuminated us.

Praise our history.

I can't help loving my motherland.

What can I use to love my motherland?

My country never hates me.

Study hard and work hard.

It is not in vain to make the motherland more and more beautiful.

What can I use to love my motherland?

My motherland is a very warm home.

Share worries and fight for the motherland.

Become a useful person and serve my country.

No matter how you live.

I can't help loving my motherland.

My motherland will always belong to me.

I will always belong to my motherland.

No matter how you live.

I can't help loving my motherland.

My motherland makes me rich.

Let me have unlimited power.

(4)

Up, up, up to the height of attention.

Although there are no stormy waves, there is an overwhelming momentum in the ups and downs, and there is a thunderous force stirring.

It has risen, and everything is intoxicated at this height!

What a bright red height, dignity dominates China from here,

What a strong cohesion, self-confidence. From the light of the five-pointed star to the laughing scenery, everything grows in passion and self-confidence is getting stronger and stronger. ...

What a heroic feeling, expecting to breed beauty from this romance. The descendants of the dragon are standing and watching, expecting to be more and more tenacious. ...

It's rising, rising, rising the amazing eyes of the world.

This bright five-star red flag has been flying for half a century, showing the elegance of China!

Facing the national flag and the mountains, stand up; Water, living; Oh, my God, open it wider!

Facing the national flag, every life is solemn and sacred, extending along the road under the national flag.

Flying national flag, you are my sleepless emotion. ...