A Recitation Poem about Youth —— Polishing Youth
The mountain peak polished the night with its majestic back.
The dirt road in my hometown is full of songs from my childhood.
Crop after crop, old friends.
Plow your back with rough fingers.
The mellow and lazy Chinese characters in my pen
I use the singing posture.
Stand up straight
Standing in the cold-resistant shape of loneliness in my hometown
Stand up and be my father's thin and tall backbone.
No one can insult my Chinese characters.
Because in my Chinese characters, there is a mother holding a full grain.
There is a mother at the entrance of the village, with a curved body like a river.
Some children never lie in their childhood.
There is a brother who works in a foreign country and gains love with virtue.
There are beautiful mountain girls who stay at home like Mulan.
I deal with China people with young shoulders.
Less standard Mandarin is very popular in the city center.
Carrying dreams in reinforced concrete
Fast food and steamed bread have made me grow up.
Grievance and humiliation are never at ease.
Scared, hurt, and fragrant when falling.
I always believe that I will have an inch of rest tomorrow.
There will be a new sun.
Krew Z Nosa
Polish your dreams
Young footsteps
like splitting a bamboo
friend
Do not hesitate.
Fly bravely with me
Youth Poetry Recitation II "Youth China"
Take the vast night as ink
Making paper with scarred land
After the smoke of war
who is it?
Write down two words-China.
It makes people feel depressed and tired.
It is more painful to read and more sad to read.
This has shrunk in the history books of the late Qing Dynasty.
Thin porcelain
Kneel under treaty of nanking.
Weak China.
On that day, countless young people
Take to the streets.
His face was dripping with blood.
Facing a bleak life
They shouted like thunder.
Stir this sleeping land
They are like bundles of flames.
Spread on a tortuous road
Beautiful flowers bloom in May.
Since then, they have joined the ranks of * * * producers.
They chose without hesitation.
Smash the darkness with a hammer
Harvest the light with a sickle
They walked along the street.
They crossed the Xiongguan Pass.
They galloped on the battlefield.
They fought bravely against the enemy.
They are going to use the gun rod as a pen.
Write a brand-new China.
They should take blood as their color.
Describe a young China.
Today, many years later
When I crossed the peak of history
I can still feel their breathing.
I saw it again.
I saw it again.
Youth groups
That sweaty face
I heard it again.
They sang loudly.
Reverberating on the barren land
They have no regrets with youth.
In the long years
Write a love poem
Yes, years are long and life is long.
This is a passionate poem.
This is a landscape full of flowers.
This is a magnificent symphony.
This is the monument of Top Gun.
Oh, China, I want to write a poem for you.
In the golden language of the sun
The sea of intention is vast and blue.
Oh, China, I want to draw a picture for you.
With the color of spring flowers
Shining with a five-star red flag
Today, the capital China.
It makes people read bright and fragrant.
Today, a soaring China.
It makes people read vividly and proudly.
This is breaking out in the east of the world.
I hope China.
This is under the leadership of China * * * production party.
Huang Hui, China
This is us.
Young chinese!