Poetry is a lyrical literary genre. Mao's Preface to Poems records: "A place where poets have ambitions. Have ambition in your heart and speak like a poem. " Yan Yu's Poems on Canglang in the Southern Song Dynasty said that "poets chant temperament". There is only one art expressed in words: poetry. I have compiled "Poem Recitation about Love Hometown" for you, I hope it will help you!
Poetry recitation about loving hometown 1
Bury me with a handful of loess.
I can't be too few.
Cover me with a peach blossom.
I won't be cold.
I am eating your leaves and food.
I grew up with you.
The canal water has grown up. Every time I cry,
Deep, on your undulating chest
My hometown, I am your son.
My melancholy eyes, my wild singing.
It often floats on you, and Sophora japonica is fragrant.
In the transparent spring, every little flower
Every seedling is like this.
My breathing and my dreams
Like water, like fog, like moonlight.
My hometown, I am your son.
Look for a way, a reason
How many times at night, flowing
Your tears of poverty
You are like the light of a bean.
Your thatched cottage trembled in the autumn wind.
Your dusty narrow road
Drift away, like a dream.
Go deep, home there.
A thin body and shriveled pockets
My hometown, I am your son.
Now, there are many tall buildings and asphalt roads.
Clean streets are like spring all the year round.
Boys are smart and girls are beautiful.
When chickens enter the building, cows listen to music.
The car drove into the house and browsed the world online.
My hometown, I am your son.
Poetry recitation about loving hometown II
The song of my hometown is a flute in Qingyuan.
It always rings with the moon at night.
The face of my hometown is a vague disappointment.
Like waves in the fog
After separation
Homesickness is a tree without rings.
Never grow old.
Poetry recitation about loving hometown 3
Who doesn't say that our hometown is beautiful, with blue sky and rich water?
Jinchuan Sydney is the best in the world, and everyone is bigger than the basin.
Autumn leaves are the most charming, and falling debris is the parting of hometown.
On Gada Mountain, the waterfall falls, and the dragon turtle spits water in a dragon.
On the Dadu River, a cowhide boat is an inheritance.
The goddess of the East Palace is a godly goddess of mercy.
Beautiful hometown, beautiful hometown!
You don't regret going to Jinchuan! (Editor in charge: Deputy Editor-in-Chief)