Spring Zhu Ziqing's first recitation: Zhu Ziqing's Spring.
Looking forward to, looking forward to, the east wind is coming, and the pace of spring is approaching.
Everything looked like I had just woken up, and I opened my eyes with joy. The mountains moistened, the water rose and the sun blushed.
The grass crawled out of the soil, tender and green. In the garden and in the field, look, there are many such trees. Sit, lie down, roll twice, kick a few balls, run a few laps, grab a few laps. The wind is quiet and the grass is soft.
Peach trees, apricot trees and pear trees are all in full bloom, and you won't let me or I won't let you. Red is like fire, pink is like chardonnay and white is like snow. Flowers are sweet; When I closed my eyes, the tree seemed to be covered with peaches, Xinger and pears. Hundreds of bees are buzzing under the flowers, and butterflies of different sizes are flying around. Wildflowers are everywhere: miscellaneous, named and unnamed, scattered in the grass, like eyes, like stars, still flashing.
? Is it cold to blow your face? Yes, like a mother's hand touching you. The wind brought the smell of new ploughing, mixed with the smell of grass, and the fragrance of various flowers, all brewing in the slightly humid air. Birds nest in flowers and leaves. They are very happy. Calling friends proudly showed off his crisp voice and sang melodious songs, which set each other off in harmony with the light wind and flowing water. The piccolo of the shepherd boy on the cow's back rang all day at this time.
Rain is the most common and lasts for three or two days. Don't be upset. You see, like cow hair, like a flower needle, like a filament, densely woven diagonally, and there is a thin layer of smoke on the roof. The leaves are bright green, and the grass is green to the eyes. At night, the lights turned on, and a little dim light set off a quiet and peaceful night. In the countryside, on the path and by the stone bridge, some people are walking slowly with umbrellas, and some farmers are working in the fields, wearing wrinkled hats. Their houses are scattered and silent in the rain.
There are more kites in the sky and more children on the ground. Every family in urban and rural areas, old and young, came out one by one. Relax, be full of energy and do your own thing. ? A year's plan lies in spring? At the beginning, there was plenty of time and hope.
Spring is like a newborn doll. It's new from head to toe and still growing.
Spring is like a little girl, dressed up and walking with a smile.
Spring is like a strong young man with iron arms and legs, leading us forward.
Chun Zhu read aloud II from Ziqing.
It's warm, and the cold wind can't blow away this warm season.
After the cold winter, it's time to welcome this charming spring.
Everyone loves to enjoy flowers, no matter what they are, as long as they appreciate attractive colors.
People's most intuitive feeling about the four seasons is their eyes, which can be seen and touched.
At this time last year, spring came quietly and everyone was excited.
How many lonely people are there in this world? Also watching this spring. On his back, accompanied by a breeze.
In my opinion, loneliness is because you have a past in your heart and someone who once stood by you.
She really appeared, but she also disappeared this spring.
Same season, same scenery, different people. Who replaced you, still with me, watching spring.
Spring Zhu Ziqing recited three poems.
Spring in the north
In people's expectations
disappear completely
Here comes the money.
Spring in the north
The wind will still blow hard.
roar
breathe
Silently.
Spring in the north
It will snow.
But always because it is too easy to be moved.
Fly and melt.
Spring in the north
Always in a hurry
I haven't had time to feel her warmth.
Like a night.
It's late spring and early summer
Spring in the north
Parasitic in ice and snow
Violence in red grass and green.
Just like northerners
Endure but be enthusiastic.
Introverted and unrestrained