Classical emotional prose poetry recitation

To make love simple, it is best to choose the right person. Next, I will bring you the reading content of classical emotional prose poems, hoping it will be useful to you.

Reading Classical Emotional Prose Poems Part I: This Day in My Dream

I will also stand on the top of that mountain.

The wind is blowing

Recall memories that are about to be forgotten

You are still the same as you were when you were a child.

In a dream

See your long hair flowing.

Always leave memories on muddy roads?

In rainy summer

night

I can't tell your breath for a long time.

I just remember that smile.

In a dream

See your long hair flowing.

Look at your back.

Want to hold your hand?

But I couldn't shout.

In a dream

I'm afraid I'll never see you again

I really want to hold you tight.

Hold you in my arms

Kiss you.

Say I miss you very much

But dreams are always dreams.

Just leave traces after calm, forget memories.

Reading Classical Emotional Prose Poems Part II: I miss you in this bustling and lonely world of mortals.

What am I looking for?

It was dissolute and hazy laughter.

Or did that hazy figure lose her dream in the rain?

You are what you look like after that dream disappears.

The flowers on the other side and that photo have always been with me.

I like your eyes.

The darkest night.

I can see tomorrow and forget tomorrow.

It was still that winter.

I smiled and said goodbye at that glance.

Clouds in the sky send memories to miss.

I'm still looking for tomorrow.

Because of you, I'm used to habits I shouldn't be used to.

I don't remember what oath it took.

I miss you for no reason.

I'm not speechless because I missed something.

Is that you? It makes my life without dreams.

It's getting more and more painful to follow your dreams with the wind.

Maybe many years later.

When I meet you again, you are still you.

The hazy eyes are gone.

Time stopped here.

I can see you.

You can't see me.

Classical Emotional Prose Poetry Recitation Part III: First Love at Youth Ball in that Season

It was at the ball in the love season.

Love season is the exclusive season of adolescence.

It was a masquerade ball full of purple mystery.

When you're dressed up

Wearing a purple feather mask

Crystal shoes are distributed? Da da? The sound when the ball opens the door.

You should know.

You've got everyone's attention.

When the first one wore a white tuxedo,

A boy with a tiger tooth smile on his mouth.

When I sent you an invitation,

You can see from his charming peach blossom.

I saw my perfect side.

Your zero-degree feelings are finally starting to heat up.

Step on the dance floor

You should celebrate that you are not Cinderella.

Won't run away when the twelfth bell rings.

Like a deserter of love, I left my glass shoes.

Lovely princess, one day.

You will be the queen.

The throne of love may sometimes embarrass you.

But this crazy season doesn't allow you to stop

Maybe you're attracted to being on top.

I hate girls in white dovetail skirts.

Wearing a white feather mask

Staring at you with charming peach eyes

Like a perfect epiphyllum

Just for you, and then quietly passed away.

And that grin.

It may have been smashed to pieces.

And you

Today's queen

Wearing exquisite crystal shoes

Grind these pieces into powder.

You think you've infiltrated the book of love.

Actually, you're still on the first page.

or

You have never opened this book.

You became the queen.

One more fearless.

But I forgot that I was careful and humble when I was a princess.

Dare to think, but also arrogant.

Fate has given you a chance.

You wash off the dust and put on a mask.

Nobody knows who you are.

You are very bold.

In this crazy love season, you became the queen.

But I lost something very important.

Your heart and the memory of that boy.

Crushed into powder by crystal shoes

Fine highlights

As if sitting on the throne of the queen at that moment.

Brilliant fireworks are blooming all over the world

I should have known then.

This love season is destined to be extraordinary.

Recitation of classical emotional prose poems Part IV: The wind at the love terminal is slightly cold.

You are my warm sun in winter.

Hold your big hand

Happiness floats with the wind.

Quiet, stumbling in the years

Warmth strings up each other's loneliness.

Missing is the love of sailing.

Memories are imagination in a sea of flowers.

You are my eternal memory.

The stars are scattered and the night is bright.

You are the moon I watch.

Lean on your shoulder.

Hearts bloom everywhere.

Happiness sings in time.

Bravely build a long-awaited harbor

I am willing to be plain for you.

You share my sorrow.

You are my ultimate watch.

Acacia dreams long

You are my answer to Chihiro.

Lying in your arms

rippling with green wavelets

Enthusiasm fills your heart and mine.

From then on, stay together and stop wandering.

Chasing romantic watches

Cherish mutual admiration and admiration.