Modern poetry recitation describing border guards

In Wang Guozhen's towards the distant, men always miss towards the distant, while towards the distant wants to make life more brilliant. Walking on the rugged road, young eyes are full of dreams and thoughts. Whether you walk alone or together, make every footprint solid and powerful. We learn to endure pain. Learn to collect tears like pearls and store them on the day of success, even in the sea of Wang Yang. We learn to deal with misunderstandings. Learn to taste the bitter wine of life as a drink. No matter how many grievances and hardships life has experienced, we always wake up with a vibrant face every morning. We learn to deal with rumors. Learning to face the vicissitudes of the world calmly and calmly, "suddenly dying without being surprised, adding this anger for no reason" is our courage and our cultivation. We learn to seize every day. Life is short and the road is long. Let's cherish every scenery. We keep walking, and it becomes a landscape. Towards the distance, from youth to youth, from youth to old age, we have moved from the stars to the sunset. I suggest you try the lyrics of "Invisible Wings" sung by Angela Zhang. It is very good, meets your requirements and is also suitable for collective reading. Girl with sweet voice: I am strong in loneliness every time. Five girls: Even if I get hurt, I don't cry every time. I know I've always had a pair of invisible wings to take me to despair. A boy: I don't think they have a beautiful sun. Five boys: I watch the sunset every day and it will change. Everyone: I know. I have always had a pair of invisible wings flying to me. I hope all the girls: I finally see that all my dreams are blooming, and the young songs I am chasing are so loud. All boys: I finally flew with my heart, flying far away, not afraid of where there will be wind. All boys: I don't think they have a beautiful sun. I will change every day when I see the sunset. I know. All girls: I know all boys: I always have a pair of invisible wings. All boys: take me to fly. All girls: take me to fly. Give me hope. All girls: I finally see how loud the young songs that all my dreams are chasing are. All boys: me. Finally, fly and stare with your heart. Fly as far as the wind is not afraid. Everyone: Invisible wings make dreams last longer than eternal wishes. Imagine that even the role will be assigned to you. This is novel and works well. It would be better if it could be accompanied by some music. I am a broadcast host, and often take part in the school recitation competition, which is a surprise and focuses on artistic conception. Grab these and you win! If you are not satisfied, you can choose from the following articles. I push the top one! The poem "Youth"-Shen Qing's youth blooms and falls, which makes me tired without regret. The rain and snow in the four seasons make me ecstatic but haggard. Light wind and green dreams, light morning sleep, light clouds and light tears, light years. With the joy of wandering, I will never come back. No one hinted at the dry taste of homesickness when I was young. I want to snuggle up to every golden sunset, and every drop of transparent dew washes away my sadness. I met her in full bloom in the distant spring, like a beautiful fairy tale filled with dazzling brilliance. Allow me, song for you. I can't sleep every night. Allow me to cry for you. I can fly freely in tears. The sky in my dream is very big, and I am lying on your eyelashes. There were many days in my dream, but I began to want to go home. On that blue hillside, I will bury all my songs and wait for them to become human legends one day. The bloom of youth makes me tired but I don't regret it. The rain and snow in the four seasons make me ecstatic but haggard. Tangled clouds, tangled tears, tangled mornings, wandering winds, wandering dreams, wandering years. Believe in the future Author: forefinger When cobwebs mercilessly sealed my fireplace to ashes, I sighed with poverty and sadness. I still stubbornly spread the ashes of disappointment and wrote with beautiful snowflakes: I believe in the future. When my purple grapes turn into dewdrops in late autumn, and my flowers are nestled in other people's feelings, I still stubbornly write down on the desolate land with frosty vines: I believe in the future. I will wave the waves that rush to the horizon with my fingers. I will hold the sea of the sun in my palm. With the warm and beautiful pen swaying at dawn, write down in the child's pen: believe in the future. I firmly believe in the future because I believe in the vision of people in the future. She has eyelashes to push away the dust of history. She has pupils to see through the chapters of the years. No matter whether people send moving tears, deep sympathy or contemptuous smiles to our rotting bodies, I firmly believe that people will give warm, objective and fair comments on our spine's numerous explorations, lost ways, failures and successes. Yes, I am anxiously waiting for their evaluation friends. Firmly believe in the future, indomitable efforts, young people who overcome death, the future, love life and love life. I don't think about whether I can succeed or not. Since I have chosen a distant place, I only care about bitterness and difficulty. I don't think about whether I can win love. Since you love roses, tell your heart bravely. I don't think about whether there will be cold wind and rain behind me. Since the goal is to leave the horizon to the world, I will not think about whether the future is flat or muddy. As long as I love everything in life, it can make people expect: how magnificent Mount Tai is! ? Out of Qilu, green peaks can still be seen. The magical nature brings together thousands of beautiful mountains in the south and the separation between morning and dusk in the north. Caiyun lave? My mind is free and easy, birds are flying around in front of my nervous eyes ... once you climb to the top of the mountain, you will see that other mountains are short in the sky. ! A woman: Looking back on the old road, the first immature footprint has not been completely erased by the years. A man: You have to go through hardships and sweat to get the beautiful scenery on the top of the mountain. Woman: How beautiful! Man: I stood on the mountain and saw beautiful flowers all over it. You slowly wake up from your carelessness under the long wind. Woman: The wind is mighty, the hunting sound is deafening, and you fly with a young face, blooming with dazzling colors! Female: eighteen, a poetic age! You are wearing a white dress and showing off everything full of flowers to the world. Woman: Just like a bird with white feathers, it chirps in a low voice and slowly circles, showing its shy beauty. Perhaps, your past is not completely without blue sky. I saw those confused traces in the hesitant light in the corner of your eye. M: How can there be no confusion? Youth without confusion and hesitation is so incomplete. Woman: However, your life, on the day of eighteen, has already sounded the cheerful drums and bloomed the most charming smile. M: It is definitely the most beautiful smile, because you are determined to sing the most touching song in life with the most beautiful moment in life! W: You like that you are a lovely blue apple tree, but you are more envious of Populus euphratica in the northwest frontier. M: You cherish yourself as a chic and elegant Bai Niao, but you prefer to fly like a petrel in a storm like lightning! All: Stand tall in the chest of youth and bravely shoulder all the responsibilities! With the rising sun, to harvest happiness and pain, choose the distance! M: Stumbling, moving forward firmly. Woman: The mountain road is rugged, we are with you-all of us: carry the wind and rain together! Man: Come on! The raging wind in the sky! You can blow on us! You can park all the way! Woman: Come on! Swallow the pain of the soul, you can only scare cowards, don't you know that the heart of eighteen is pure and hard! Ha, Gail! Why are you so weak? You see, our struggle with the wind has formed the most magnificent gesture in the world! A man and a woman: scar, you can hurt deeper! 18 years old, you will be the most dazzling medal! Man: What else? Come on! Man: Come on! Woman: We are not afraid of anything! Woman: Not afraid! Woman: Cold, Quan: We are not afraid! Woman: In the hot summer, all: We are not afraid! Woman: Feng Shuang, Du: We are not afraid! Woman: thorn, quan: we are not afraid! Woman: For the blue in our hearts, we never back down! Never regret! Female: Enthusiastic youth is like a whispering flame in the universe! Man: I saw it, I saw the firebird of youth, roaring heartily, soaring from the fire, soaring! Female: The flame is full of 18-year-old blood and 18-year-old ambition. Man: Like the water of the Yangtze River, the waves are rough-lapping the shore! ! Everyone: this is the most beautiful and beautiful youth! I have a strong motherland. It's a familiar face, and it's the kindest smiling face I've seen since I lost my loved one. It has tears in its eyes and powerful words. At that moment, I felt that I had a strong motherland. It was a strange face, the bravest face I have ever seen buried under the ruins. It pried open the rubble and moved the boulder. At that moment, I felt that I had a strong motherland. That's a beautiful face, the face of an angel I saw in my hospital bed. It bandaged my wound and watched me drive away my fear. At that moment, I felt that I had a strong motherland. It was a kind face, the calmest face I had ever seen before I fled the classroom. It creates eternity for its students. At that moment, I felt that I had a strong motherland. It was a young face, the most urgent face I had ever seen in a long queue. It donated blood to the wounded in the disaster area. At that moment, I felt that I had a strong motherland. It's a busy face, and it's the most tired face I've ever seen on the front line of disaster relief. Its eyes are bloodshot, and it is too late to take care of its family. At that moment, I felt that I had a strong motherland. That is the cutest face in the world, the faces of men and women I have never met since the earthquake in my hometown. It is far away from home and abroad, but my warm eyes are firmly fixed on me. At that moment, I felt that I had a strong motherland. The earth moves and the sky does not collapse, and there is great love in great disasters. At that moment, I felt that I had a strong motherland. The earth, ushered in a new year, 2: small trees, added rings, 1: the earth, revolving around the sun, 2: the new year, opened the door for us. 1: Excuse me, Xiao Shu, is the root deep? When spring breeze blows the earth, can you give more nutrients to the branches and leaves? 2. The little tree said that my roots have been deeply rooted in the soil; I will deliver more and better nutrients to trunks, branches and leaves. 1: May I ask the earth how to welcome the Spring Festival? Will primroses bloom fresher? Will the little bee work harder? 2. The earth said, I will give colorful flowers and harvest songs. Believe it, primroses will be more colorful, and small bees will bring people sweet honey. A: After the opium war, who took the boundless night as ink and the scarred land as paper? Two words written down-China B: It makes people feel dejected and tired to read, and it makes people feel sad and angry to read. C: The emaciated China in the history books of the late Qing Dynasty, and the weak China kneeling in treaty of nanking. Ding: On that day, countless young people took to the streets and faced dripping blood and a bleak life. A: Their shouts stirred the sleeping land like thunder. They spread like bundles of flames on winding roads and bloom into beautiful flowers in May. B: From then on, they joined the proletarians. They resolutely chose to smash the darkness with a hammer and harvest the light with a sickle: they crossed the road, they crossed Xiongguan, they galloped on the battlefield, they bravely killed the enemy, they wanted to write a brand-new China with a gun, and they wanted to paint a youthful China with blood. C: Many years later, when my eyes crossed the peak of history, I could still feel their breath. D: I saw it again. I saw groups of young people covered in sweat. Face A: I heard their loud songs echoing on the barren land again. B: They wrote love poems in the long years with their regretless youth. Qi: Yes, years are long and people grow. This is a passionate poem. This is a scene of flowers in full bloom. This is a magnificent symphony. This is a monument to lofty ideals. Oh, China, I will write a poem for you. I want to use the golden language of the sun to broaden my mind. I want to draw a picture for you with the color of spring flowers and the light of the five-star red flag. A: Today, a capital China is catchy to read. B: Today, a soaring China makes people feel lively and proud to read. This is the hopeful China rising in the east of the world. This is the brilliant China under the leadership of the Communist Party of China. This is our youth China! Qi: Oh, I also want to ask you, lovely red scarf, how do you want to stride forward when you cross the threshold of the New Year? 1: The past year was wonderful; The teacher wrote "excellent" in my report book, with full marks. In the new year, I will learn my skills creatively. Just like a soldier occupying a bunker, I will March triumphantly to Culture Mountain. 2. Over the past year, the wind of civilization has blown all over the towns and villages; The beautiful appearance of the campus is the crystallization of our labor. In the new year, we should be students of spiritual civilization. Let the motherland praise her children happily; Everyone has a beautiful heart. 1: In the past year, the Young Pioneers' activities were rich and novel, and the good news on campus was red and colorful. How gratifying! In the new year, we will never live up to the red scarf on our chest; To add new luster to it, it is not with words, but with actions. In the past year, our relationship with the playground has become deeper and deeper. Playing ball and running has grown an inch, and tug-of-war and throwing have increased strength. In the new year, we must pass the standard of physical exercise; Be like a young eagle flying in the vast blue sky, exercise your steel and iron tendons. 1: We strive to create today, only for tomorrow's dedication; We learn our skills well today, and we can make great achievements tomorrow. 1: with the painstaking efforts of labor, Qi: irrigate one dusk after another; 2. With the prediction of victory, Qi: Call the morning and wake up in the morning. 1: Mom and Dad said with a smile; Qi: Good boy! 2. The teacher nodded happily and said: Qi: Good student! 1: ah! When the earth welcomes another new year, 2: When the young tree adds another annual ring, the red scarf flies into the door of the new year like a vigorous eagle!