Everything in the world, happiness is everywhere, and a lot of happiness needs us to find and discover. Happiness belongs to everyone, and my happiness is singing. Lark's recitation poems are crisp and pleasing to the ear; Qinghe's recitation poems are cheerful; The recitation poems of running river are vigorous and powerful, but my recitation is diverse. Listen, the larks in the bamboo forest are singing, and the crisp and loud chanting of sweet girls can be heard in the wind. That lovely girl is me. I recited poems in the forest. I opened my throat like a lark. Delicate voice, through the clouds in the forest, has been floating in your ears. At this time, the wind is enjoying, the clouds are enjoying, the sky is enjoying, and I am also enjoying the joy of reciting. There is a wooden bridge across the river in the village. There is a pure girl on the wooden bridge, and that pure girl is me. I was walking on the bridge in a pleated skirt. I watched the fish play in the river. At this time, I hooked my mouth and began to recite. I recited the beauty and silence of the countryside and mountain villages in a voice as clear as the river. At this time, the fish stopped playing and enjoying.