The third reading of poems that love life.

Life is like running water. Only when it rushes forward can it be beautiful and meaningful. So what are the poems that love life? Below, I have compiled a poem that loves life for your reference.

Love Life Poetry Recitation Draft 0 1 Welcome to a New Life

Minjiang river water

It's a little strange here,

The whole room smells of acupuncture,

It's warm spring now, and it's a little cold here.

Lying quietly in a narrow and hard bed,

Let the people around you roll their bodies,

I'm a little scared.

After a severe spasm in the back,

I lost consciousness in my lower body.

A green barrier blocked my view,

Layers of cloth gently cover my body.

I vaguely felt that my stomach was hit hard.

In order not to entertain foolish ideas,

Start talking to the surroundings.

Talking about everything, afraid to face the present.

As if I heard a clear bird call from outside,

Follow this sweet voice,

See a lush forest through the glass window.

Here are lush foliage and blue as the sea.

For a while? Hey hey hey? The baby smiled,

Awakened my dream of nature.

I know, my son was born,

I will take him to see the world in the future.

After the excitement and joy,

Moved tears welled up,

Because from now on, I'm not afraid,

Start to taste the taste of mom slowly.

Love life poetry reading manuscript 02 "What is life like? 》

Glasses xiansheng

What is life like?

I don't know.

All I can say is,

What is life like?

Life is like a small tree,

She was formed from the ground,

She took root in the ground.

She fought in the ice and snow,

In wet soil in early spring and February,

Brave and happy broken shell.

She may have grown up on the plain,

Or on rocks,

Or in the mountains,

Or on the wall?

As long as she looks up at the sky

Ah,

I saw the sky,

She unfolded the tender leaves,

Absorb air,

Bear the sunshine,

Singing in the rain,

Dancing in the wind,

Enjoy nature.

She may have the shade of a big tree,

Maybe under the weight of the tree,

And the strength of her young growth,

Finally, she broke free from the branches and leaves.

Hold your head high in the hot sun!

She met colorful spring,

On that sunny day,

Flowers are blooming.

Bees and butterflies are flying around her,

Birds are singing heartily on her branches.

She will hear the oriole sing,

The tears of cuckoo,

Maybe you can hear the strange cries of owls.

In her most prosperous middle age,

Prosperous,

Spread her shadow like a cover,

Shade the flowers and grass under the tree.

She bears many fruits,

To show the endless sweetness and fragrance of the earth.

The autumn wind has started,

Put her leaves,

Blow from green to red.

In the autumn sunshine,

She showed her majesty and brilliance again.

Not the pride of flowering,

Nor is it the happiness of the result,

But the peace and joy after success.

Finally, one day,

The north wind in winter,

Put her dead wood and branches,

Blow and shake, roll and fall,

She danced feebly in the air,

Groaning under the roots,

The earth solemnly opened its arms and accepted her.

She didn't say anything,

Quietly, quietly,

Take your time,

Lying in the arms of the earth.

She melted,

Domesticated

Unhappy,

No sadness.

Maybe one day,

From the nuts in the field,

Broke out of the shell,

Grow into a small tree,

Then through the dense jungle,

Listen to the oriole sing again,

And bear fruitful fruit?

however

I dare not say the afterlife,

I don't believe in the afterlife either.

Love Life Poetry Recitation Draft 03 "Poetry is Life"

Ms. King

The arrival of a poem,

It's like a life arrival.

Inspiration flies,

Be conceived in the mother's womb.

Think about it,

This is the mother's labor pains.

With both hands,

Hold up a new life!

Flying poetry,

Fly into the air,

Bathed in the spring rain,

Surprise the rainbow of poetry.

In the kingdom of poetry,

Ride freely

Genius poet

Light a lamp.

Write poetry with life,

Poetry is life! !

The birth of a baby,

Like the birth of a poem.

The baby's first cry,

It is the most beautiful poetry reading.

Yes, yes, learning English,

Explore the rhythm of poetry.

? Mom, I love you, okay? ,

The cadence of five-character poems!

Full of energy,

It is the rise of poetry!

Athletes are very fashionable,

Swim in the ocean of poetry.

Life and poetry are symphonies,

Solemn and sacred!

A great poet,

Know the weight of the pen!

Life is poetry,