Reading short poems, many people have a unique interest in poetry. In poetry reading, a classic poem can always bring different appeal to everyone, and everyone can experience different feelings in the classic. Let's give you some short poetry readings.
Short poem recitation 1 short poem recitation recommendation: bamboo shoots
calmly
Arch out of the ground
I want to inquire about it
In spring
The secret of tree green
The news of flowers blooming
Short recitation of poems recommended: fishing fire
The night is quiet.
river water
He's a good boy.
Listen to Mother Moon.
go to bed
The fisherman lit the fishing fire.
river water
It's like opening your eyes
talk/speak in one's sleep
Short recitation poetry recommendation: bud
Spring is coming.
The weather is very warm.
Come out quickly.
Bud bud
Don't just show your head.
How beautiful it is outside the bark.
Come out quickly.
The sun will give you
Put on green clothes
Spring breeze will give you.
Sweet dew
Poetry short recitation recommendation: the sea is sleeping.
The wind stopped,
Lang stopped laughing,
late night
The sea is asleep.
She holds the bright moon,
She has stars on her back,
That gentle tidal sound,
It's her snoring in bed.
The wind at sea
The wind on the sea is a flower god,
As soon as she arrived,
Ten thousand waves will bloom. ...
The wind on the sea is a pianist,
As soon as she arrived,
Only play 10 thousand songs ...
The wind on the sea is Hercules,
As soon as he comes,
Send away 10 thousand fishing sails ...
The wind on the sea is a lion,
As soon as it growls,
Just making waves. ...
Poetry short recitation recommendation: youth
Youth is like a gorgeous flower.
Anido Z.
Youth is like white clouds in the blue sky.
innocent
Youth is limited.
Be sure to cherish it
What is youth?
Is it a free and unrestrained surging river?
Is that an endless sea?
I don't think so,
Youth is a cup of strong coffee,
Although it can cheer people up,
But there is still a trace of bitterness.
Youth is the nameless grass.
It's not very eye-catching,
But it can withstand the wind and rain.
Youth is an uncut sword.
It will only get better and better. ...
Short poem recitation 2 short poem recitation recommendation: insect bird
Wash mom's socks.
One was caught on the rope.
The rope became a polypod.
Crawl in the sun
I washed my sister's handkerchief.
One was caught on the rope.
The rope turned into a flock of egrets flying in the breeze.
Short poem recitation recommendation: love, in O-R decomposition.
Author: Xin Man Mo Xiang
Soft happiness
Within reach.
Hold on to every touch.
You said: I'm going to see my mother.
I'll get through the veins and see you off.
It's actually not far.
Only the distance of sunset every other month.
I use emotional intelligence.
Tie it, the one you love, your love.
As warm as touching your pulse
Love, in the eye-wave decomposition
Splash water droplets
Will, break into houses.
There is love inside and outside.
From head to toe
Like two drops of blood
Red is red, transparent and melts into blood.
Short recitation poetry recommendation: pomegranate
Pomegranate blossoms.
Aunt Xia tied it.
A bright bow
Pomegranate fruit is ripe
It's Qiu's mother shaking it.
Harvest Kurenai Rin
Short recitation of poems recommended: a good boy's smile
Good boy's face,
With a flower-like smile,
Bright love,
Transparent enough for anyone to see.
In order to help others,
How many times have I given up holiday play,
With sincerity and enthusiasm,
Build a colorful bridge connecting hearts.
A good boy is the most honest,
Never do a thing to your face and do a thing behind your back.
Say what you think,
I can't sing anything I want.
A good boy is the most modest,
Like a small lake in the mountains, it never shows off the blue waves.
Even if you do something great,
He always said, "This is the credit of everyone!"
Poetry short recitation recommendation: fairy tales
To the south of the clouds,
That distant place,
A group of leaves said:
We want to be as open as flowers.
A group of flowers said:
We want to fly like birds.
A group of peacocks said:
We want to grow like trees.
Short poem recitation recommendation: the moon
The moon in the sky goes round and round,
It shines like a jade plate in the sea.
A group of fish swam over,
The tracts were broken into two or three pieces.
The fish ran away in fear,
All the way to the rock.
Looking back,
The moon is round.
Short poem recitation 3 (1) wind
wind
No matter how big it is, it is not terrible.
Terrible is
The wind blew.
Everything has changed.
But you haven't changed.
(2) Windows
It was stormy in the middle of the night.
No wind, no rain.
I saw petal rain flying.
Lonely people fall in the sky.
The sound of wind and rain in the dead of night
No wind, no rain.
I saw the tree shaking and breathing.
Lonely heart, petals flying.
(3) photos of childhood
In childhood
On a piece of white paper
Painting and painting
Draw a big sun
Small houses and small trees.
Barr Barr Deho
The smile is full of happiness.
grow up to an adult
On a piece of white paper
Change or change
Holding a pen in a daze, trembling
I really don't know what to draw.
Along the way
The trash can is full of paper balls.
In childhood
On a piece of white paper
magnificent
Draw a big sun
Small houses and small trees.
Barr Barr Deho
Rippling out the happy sunshine.
(4) Farewell to Cambridge
Xu zhimo
I left quietly,
When I came softly;
I waved gently,
Say goodbye to the western clouds.
Golden willow by the river,
Is the bride in the sunset;
Shadows in the waves,
Ripple in my heart.
Green grass on the soft mud,
Oily, swaying at the bottom of the water;
In the soft waves of Cambridge,
I would like to be an aquatic plant!
A pool in the shade of elm trees,
Not a clear spring, but a rainbow in the sky;
Crushed between floating algae,
Precipitate a rainbow-like dream.
Looking for dreams? Lift a long pole,
Back to greener grass;
Full of stars,
Play songs in a starry place.
But I can't play songs,
Quietly, it is the farewell flute;
Summer insects are also silent for me,
Silence is Cambridge tonight!
I left quietly,
Just as I came quietly;
I waved my sleeve,
Don't take away a cloud.
(5) Flowering trees
Author: Xi Murong
How to let you meet me
In my most beautiful moment
for this reason
I prayed in front of the Buddha for 500 years.
Pray for Buddha to let us have a dusty relationship.
Buddha made me a tree.
Follow the path you may take.
Under?the?sun
Carefully full of flowers.
Every flower carries my previous hopes.
When you get close,
Listen carefully
Trembling leaves
This is the passion I am waiting for.
When you walked under the tree, you didn't notice me.
On the ground behind you
My friend,
Not falling petals
But my withered heart.