Read five prime ministers' soft poems.

# Poetry Appreciation # Introduction Poetry is an artistic literary genre and a form of language art ... Next, please enjoy the relatively soft poetry recitation collected by the Internet for everyone.

Chapter one: more moderate poetry reading

Take a look at prosperity

At the end of the fallen flower

Dream of flying once

In the boundless sky

Do it with your heart

Call my voice

So I can hear it

We are together.

Sleepy

This is my yesterday.

And what is about to wake up.

But this is my tomorrow.

Use your spring hand

Wake me up, because winter sleeps.

lead me to believe

Our meeting

Will be in a place like that

A tomorrow within reach.

Chapter two: softer poetry reading

light red

Drink a pool of condensed water.

Lost a green coat.

Write new words

Still lack of strong enemies.

end

Tears dyed the willow sand embankment red.

Qingming watercolor

Show grace and silence for a while.

If you understand

Why do you want to catch up with this season?

Wu Ruo

Who will fall into the eyes?

Bland smile

Like stepping on broken glass

Scattered incense ashes

After all, it faded into mud.

Who writes well?

Remember this beautiful legend.

A heart with a flower

In such a beautiful season

Complain about the old

cause

Chapter three: more moderate poetry reading.

Walking alone in this rainy day

The lonely intersection was shrouded in darkness.

An expressionless face

Rain and dew are lingering.

Instantaneous pain.

Drowned my heart

The city in my heart is just a ruin.

On the way of flowers dying

That butterfly is too tired to fly.

Flowing around me feebly

Tell me my last wish

Can you stop at your window?

Chapter four: softer poetry reading

The world is in your heart.

Never stopped thinking for a moment.

Where are you from?

Once flew over the sky in my heart.

Let me walk in the free world.

What I haven't been calm for a long time is from the heart.

ripple

This is already a calm sea.

Do you want to show your unrestrained personality?

Your roar in my eyes

More storms than all the storms in the world.

My persistent heart

It's like being in the center of a storm.

It's never calm.

What is waking up quietly?

This is night, this is dawn, this is day.

Chapter five: softer poetry reading

My thoughts are floating in the wind,

Flying in bursts!

This attachment of mine

I hope you can hear me!

I often have sex with you-

The grove,

By the river,

Look at the colorful clouds in the field!

Year after year,

Start all over again!

My thoughts-

How I look forward to being together!

I want to be with you-

Spring sees the beauty of flowers;

Listen to cicadas in summer;

Appreciate the fallen leaves in autumn;

Watch snowflakes flying in winter!