1: the most suitable poem to recite
Meet yourself.
That winter, you stood in the valley with heavy snow in your long green scarf.
In my heavy memory, there are no pedestrians and no sounds in the valley, only snow and snow-white in the snow.
Why did you come here?
This is an eternal mystery, as ethereal as music and as quiet as a snowy mountain!
I walked past you, and I couldn't take away a snowflake on your body or a trace of sadness in your eyes.
However, I didn't stop, just like the wind, just like a stream.
The wind and streams took me farther away.
And I always look back again and again, that silent encounter,
Quiet hills and beautiful images standing in the snow.
You don't know my name and I don't know who you are.
How many years later, it suddenly occurred to me that it was the beginning of my dream and the source of my thoughts.
Back to the old place, where are you? The snow-capped mountains are still there, and the beautiful forests are all dyed.
Just more time and space, more boundless, more lonely footsteps. ......
I stood there quietly, integrated with the snow-capped mountains and bordered by the ice.
Chapter two: The most suitable poems to recite.
prediction
This heartbeat day has finally arrived.
The footsteps of the sighing night are approaching.
I can't hear the whispers of leaves and the night wind clearly.
The graceful hoof sound made by elk when they galloped on the moss path.
Tell me, tell me with your bell.
Are you a young god in prophecy?
You must come from the warm south,
Tell me the moonlight there, the sunshine there,
Tell me how the spring breeze blows open the flowers.
How the swallows fell madly in love with Populus davidiana.
I will fall asleep in your dreamy singing,
I seem to remember that warmth, but I seem to forget it.
Please stop and stop your long journey.
Come in, there's a tiger mattress for you to sit on.
Let me burn the fallen leaves I pick up every autumn,
Listen to me sing my own song in a low voice.
That song will be as gloomy and high as fire,
Fire will tell the life of fallen leaves.
Don't go forward, there is an endless forest ahead.
The ancient trees are marked by wild animals,
Half-dead vines and pythons are intertwined,
There is no place for the stars in the thick leaves.
You will be too timid to let go of the second step,
When you hear the empty echo of the first step.
Do you have to go? When I walk with you,
My feet know every safe way,
I can keep singing the songs I forgot,
Give it to you again, and warm your hands.
The night cut us off,
You can look me in the eye in the blink of an eye.
You don't listen to my exciting songs,
Your feet won't stop because of my trembling,
Like a quiet breeze blowing through this dusk,
Disappeared, your proud voice disappeared.
Ah, you are finally as speechless as predicted.
Young God, can't you speak when you die?
Chapter 3: The most suitable poems to recite.
Night in the south
We sat quietly by the lake,
Listen to the swallows tell us about the quiet night in the south.
They brought the quiet night in the south,
The reeds at night evaporate with strong enthusiasm-
I feel the intoxication of the southern night,
Please smell the strong smell in the reeds.
You said that a big bear is always like a white bear in the cold zone.
Looking at it will make you cold all over.
At this time, the swallows skimmed the water gently.
Stars are scattered on the lake-
Please look at the stars in this lake.
The starry sky in the south is such a scene.
You said you suspected the ginkgo tree over there,
It seems that the snow on the tree has never melted.
At this time, the swallow flew to a palm tree.
Sing a warm song-
Please listen to the swallow's song.
This is the scene in the southern forest.
We don't always feel like tropical people,
Our chests will always be as calm as autumn and winter.
Swallow says there is a rare flower in the south.
I was lonely for twenty years before I opened it once—
At this moment, I suddenly felt a flower hidden in my chest.
It will open like a fire in this quiet night!