Ask for a composition or poem of high school students' recitation contest, which should be passionate to read and inspiring to life! About five minutes.

Poetry: To Shu Ting of Oak Tree

If I love you-

Unlike climbing Campbell,

Show off with your tall branches:

If I love you-

Never imitate spoony birds,

Repeat monotonous songs for the shade;

It is not just like a fountain,

Send cool comfort all year round;

It is not just like a dangerous peak, it increases your height and sets off your dignity.

Even during the day.

Even spring rain.

No, these are not enough!

I must be a kapok beside you,

Standing with you as the image of a tree.

Roots, close to the ground,

Leaves, touching in the clouds.

Every time a gust of wind blows,

We all greet each other,

But no one

Understand what we said.

You have your copper branches and iron stems,

Like a knife, like a sword,

Like halberds,

I have my red flowers,

Like a heavy sigh,

Like a heroic torch,

We share cold waves, storms and lightning;

We enjoy the fog, the rainbow,

As if we were separated forever,

But they depend on each other all their lives,

This is great love,

Loyalty is here:

Not only love your strong body,

I also love your stand and the land under your feet. Foreign Prose: Young Mother Valerie (France)

In the best season of the year, this afternoon is as full as an orange.

Blooming gardens, light and life slowly passed their natural completion period. We can simply say that from the beginning, we did nothing but complete the glory of this moment. Happiness is as visible as the sun.

The young mother smelled her purest breath from the cheek of the child in her hand. She clings to him so that he will always be herself.

She sticks to what she has achieved. She forgot that she was willing to indulge, because she seemed to rediscover herself and rediscover herself, from gentle contact with this fresh and intoxicating skin. Her hands held the fruit in vain, and she felt completely pure, like a perfect virgin.

Her dreamy eyes touched the leaves, flowers and the whole splendid world. Like a philosopher and a natural saint, she found her ideal and completed her proper self.

She wants to know whether the center of the universe is in her heart or in this little heart. It beats in her arms and will realize all life in the future.