Poems suitable for reciting

In our daily study, work or life, we will always come into contact with some familiar poems, whose contents are the most concentrated reflection of social life. So what kinds of poems are there? The following is a collection of poems suitable for everyone to read, for reference only, and I hope it will help you.

A poem suitable for reading 1 (1) "How I Want to Pick That Cloud"

A white cloud

Floating in the wind with a song.

Soft language soft language

Corrugated murmur

Quiet enough to be heard.

Listen, the heartbeat is accompanied.

This song is too light.

So quiet, so quiet.

This song is so far away.

So close, so close.

The mood is fluctuating.

Melody of the same theme.

Shake off the fleeting time

How much I want to.

Remove the floating clouds

Floating clouds

Quietly left

It's like a dream.

Gone with the wind.

Accompanying heartbeat

Still echoing in the original place

How I want to take off that cloud.

Cover this time and space forever

Stay where you're scared out of your wits.

② "Blurred outline, clear you"

Dawn lit the dawn quietly.

Created this colorful world

I am a floating cloud.

In your arms

Enjoy the warmth of the sun bath.

You gave me a white luxury.

Dress up brilliantly

You are the one who caressed my face with the breeze.

How much I want to see you.

Although I can't see you clearly.

Your vague outline

It has been clearly left in my heart.

for you

I do

Bear the storm

Endure cold winter and heat.

The night gently blows out the sunset glow.

Release a little emptiness

And full of worries.

I am a floating cloud.

In your arms

Enjoy the tranquility of the starry sky.

Look quietly.

You are in the sky

(3) The rustling sound of writing (the feeling of pen and paper)

Slightly yellow letterhead paper

Guilty pen

Unload the reserve

Moisten lips with strokes

On lonely paper

Dance with passion

Express feelings in calligraphy

rustle

Talk in an impressive way

Melancholy paper

Tremble slightly

Incite long-lost words

Speaking of desolation

Pleasant speech.

I don't know if the pen tip is unclear.

Or is paper ugly?

confused

I am speechless.

There are still a few melancholy scars on the way.

Throw a pen back and forth

And I didn't call back.

The elegance and freedom of the past

remember

Rustle writing sound

Once upon a time, it was a pity.

And that bright and clear

Poetry suitable for recitation 2 "Grateful Heart"

Bathed in the sunshine of love,

Feel the moisture of love,

Listen to the language of love,

Walking on the road full of love.

Where does love come from?

From mom's arms.

Motherly love is a cup of strong tea,

Mom's. Love is the cradle of warmth.

Where does love come from?

Greetings from my mother.

Motherly love is an umbrella in the rain,

Motherly love is a cotton-padded coat in the cold wind.

Therefore,

I want to be grateful,

Taste that cup of tea.

Therefore,

I want to be grateful,

Go and listen to the nagging.

I have to be grateful,

Go and whisper, "Mom!"

Poetry 3 "This is Everything" is suitable for reciting.

Author: Shu Ting

Not all trees

Broken by the storm,

Not all seeds,

Can't find rooted soil;

Not everything is true.

Are lost in the desert of people's hearts;

Not all dreams

Willing to break his wings.

No, not everything.

Just like you said!

Not all the flames,

They will only burn themselves.

Not illuminating others;

Not all stars,

It only means night.

Don't report the dawn;

Not all songs,

It passed by my ear.

Didn't leave it in my heart.

No, not everything.

Just like you said!

Not all appeals went unanswered;

Not all losses can't be compensated;

Not all abyss is doomed;

Not all destruction covers the weak;

Not all hearts

You can step on the mud under your feet;

Not all the consequences

It's all tears and blood prints, but it doesn't show joy.

All the present breeds the future,

Everything in the future comes from yesterday.

Hope and fight for it,

Please put these on your shoulders.

Poem 4 "Long Live Youth" suitable for recitation

All the days, all the days have come,

Let me weave for you with the golden thread of youth,

The flower ring of happiness weaves you.

There is singing and laughing on the boat, dancing on the campus under the moon,

Walking in the drizzle, marching in the early morning of the first snow,

There are also fierce arguments, a beating and warm heart. ...

It is a day that has passed in a blink of an eye, and it is also a day full of reverie.

One wish after another is blurred, like spring rain,

We have time, strength and firm belief.

We are eager to live and fly in the sky.

It's a simple day, but also a changeable day.

Everything in the vast world surprises us.

Never cheerful, never indifferent,

Tears, laughter and deep thought are all the first time.

Go straight, go straight,

I move forward happily in my life,

What a heavy burden, I will not be weak,

No matter how fierce the battle is, I will not lose face;

One day, after cleaning the gun,

After wiping the machine and sweating,

I miss you and greet you.

Look at you proudly.

Youth likes it very much

At dusk, swallows fall, and Jiangnan cooks cigarettes until dusk.

The wind drags the sunset on others, in front of you.

Your sudden arrival in March made me sleepless.

The coupling of Yangchun with snow and aura comes from nature.

Temperament is a magnet, and you also attract the flowing drunken eyes.

What's new is the maverick scattered on you.

Water hibiscus is like an angel coming to earth.

Carve naturally, and no one will stop you from being free and easy.

I can't bear to be apart from you. Where will you clone your good karma in the future?

Love is not a whim, you blame me for perfunctory.

You say love does its best, and you do it.

Lost in trust, you belittle all my vows.

Honey, I'm sure I have nothing to do with you.

Please give me more time before I go to the end of the world.

A few red beans are as beautiful as you. Teach me how to reduce lovesickness.

You challenged me to say that I was really crazy.

Silly girl, you stole my old style.

I like this kind of youth very much

youth

All endings have been written.

All the tears have also flowed out.

I suddenly forgot what kind of beginning this was.

On that ancient summer day that is gone forever.

No matter how hard I pursue it,

Young you are just passing by.

And your smile is extremely shallow.

Gradually disappeared into the mist after sunset.

Then open the yellow title page.

Fate has bound it badly.

I watched it again and again, and tears filled my eyes.

But I have to admit.

Youth is a book that is too hasty.

Five "mistakes" in poems suitable for reciting

Author/Zheng Chouyu

I walked through Jiangnan.

The appearance in the season is like the opening and falling of lotus flowers.

If the east wind does not come, catkins will not fly in March.

Your heart is like a little lonely city.

Like a bluestone street facing the night.

The sting doesn't ring, and the curtain doesn't open in March.

Your heart is a small closed window.

My dada horseshoe is a beautiful mistake.

I am not a returnee, I am a passer-by. ...

Poem 6 "Rain Lane" Suitable for Recitation

Author/Dai Wangshu

Holding an oil-paper umbrella alone

Wandering in the long, long

Lonely rain lane,

I hope to see

Like cloves.

A girl with a grudge.

She has the color of lilacs,

Lilac-like fragrance,

Sad as cloves,

Mourning in the rain,

Sadness and hesitation;

She lingers in this lonely rain lane,

Hold an oil-paper umbrella

Like me,

Like me.

Walking silently,

Cold, sad, melancholy.

She approached silently and threw it again.

Breathing eyes

She drifted like a dream,

As sad and confused as a dream.

Floating like a dream

A lilac field,

I passed this girl by;

She went away silently, far away,

A crumbling fence,

Walk through this rainy path.

In the lamentation of the rain,

Remove her color,

Eliminate her fragrance,

Disappeared, even hers

Breathing eyes,

Lilac is melancholy.

Holding an oil-paper umbrella alone

Wandering in the long, long

Lonely rain lane,

I hope to float over.

Like cloves.

A girl with a grudge.

Poetry suitable for recitation 7. We have a platform and a stadium.

There are canteens and dormitories in Hu Kan.

We lament the silence of football.

Passionate about the feat of fighting floods

Full of grievances under accusations and teachings.

Be elated by being encouraged and praised.

Because we are middle school students.

We have flowers and sunshine.

Have youth and a future.

We cherish the emotional return of time.

Unfold the blue sky and express your imagination.

We are eager for knowledge and information.

For the new century, we have no vitality.

Because we are middle school students.

Poetry suitable for reciting. 1. "Rapids"

Modern pengpeng

The stream is swift.

Go forward singing.

Give me a kiss here

Give a kiss over there.

Sister kiss fish is so shy.

Kiss Brother Xia and have fun.

Second, the "small desk lamp"

Modern caojiaxuan

The small desk lamp sparkles.

Like the rising sun

Warm.

warm

devote/dedicate/give oneself to

Study hard with me.

Guide me to grow up

Three. Happy New Year!

Modern ice rain

The new year has arrived.

It's very lively everywhere.

Carp longmenyue

Magpie chirp

The gongs and drums are ringing.

Firecrackers rang in the air.

Baby, everything is working.

be all smiles

Fourth, "wintersweet"

Modern Tian Jiarong

Don't cry when the cold wind blows.

The heavy snow won't come down.

look up

Stretch your waist.

Show a red face

Keep smiling at you and me

Five, "Ducklings and Umbrella"

Modern Zhang Ailing

The duckling is walking in the rain.

The umbrella rushed forward.

Ducks quack.

Umbrella, run

Here we are.

The quack is gone.

The rain on the umbrella turned into flowers.

The duck under the umbrella smiles and goes home.

A poem suitable for reciting 9 "Farewell to Cambridge"

Xu zhimo

I left quietly,

When I came softly;

I waved gently,

Say goodbye to the western clouds.

Golden willow by the river,

Is the bride in the sunset;

Shadows in the waves,

Ripple in my heart.

Green grass on the soft mud,

Oily, swaying at the bottom of the water;

In the soft waves of Cambridge,

I would like to be an aquatic plant!

A pool in the shade of elm trees,

Not a clear spring, but a rainbow in the sky;

Crushed between floating algae,

Precipitate a rainbow-like dream.

Looking for dreams? Lift a long pole,

Back to greener grass;

Full of stars,

Play songs in a starry place.

But I can't play songs,

Quietly, it is the farewell flute;

Summer insects are also silent for me,

Silence is Cambridge tonight!

I left quietly,

Just as I came quietly;

I waved my sleeve,

Don't take away a cloud.