A recitation poem about dreams: golden dreams.
I come from the countryside,
Go to a colorful world.
This is a wonderful life,
Flowers make people love.
Golden dream!
Riding the spring breeze,
Bloom in our hearts!
I come from the countryside,
To the wide world.
How big is the earth,
Get up and get rid of the haze.
Golden dream!
Riding the sail of happiness,
Running for diversity.
I come from my youth,
Towards a prosperous world.
What a brilliant career,
In the ascendant is in the ascendant.
Golden dream!
On golden wings,
Fly to a better future!
Recitation poem about dreams II: Dreams
I have become vulgar.
The white soul is covered with dust.
Dreams go further and further.
Until * * * can't resist the cruelty of reality.
Disappear in the path of life
How many people pursue their dreams?
How many people give in to life like me?
How many dreams does a belief drive?
A life shattered all hopes.
All youth is a dream.
And my dream belongs only to youth.
As time goes by.
Poetry 3 about dreams: I have a little dream.
Author: l ze z
My little dream
one day
Under the blue sky
Hold your hand.
Strolling by the beautiful lake.
wind
Blow you and me
Because she is happy for us.
rain
Beat you and me
Because she is happy for us.
My little dream
one day
Under the brilliant starry sky
Look up at countless stars
moonlight
Cover you and me.
Because she is praying for us.
insect
Fly beside you and me
Because she's protecting us.
My little dream
Have a perfect day.
in fact
With you around.
It's a perfect day.