Oil draft of sports meeting, poems of ethnic minorities, 12 articles.

# Speech # The lead is hunters and even savages, thorns, tigers, leopards and jackals; This is why sailors are afraid of rapids, eddies and stormy waves; It is soldiers who are not afraid of bullets and rolling smoke; Is the strong, fearless, difficult, difficult, unsuccessful, frustrated. Tired spirit, let the unyielding heart stir in the sunshine and rain. The following is an oil draft 12 poems of ethnic minorities prepared by KaoNet for your reference.

1. Come on, draft game of minority poems

It's a long way to go in Xiu Yuan, even if the hunters are savages, thorns, tigers, leopards and jackals;

This is why sailors are afraid of rapids, eddies and stormy waves;

It is soldiers who are not afraid of bullets and rolling smoke;

Is the strong, fearless, difficult, difficult, unsuccessful, frustrated.

As long as you keep climbing, you can enjoy the infinite scenery;

As long as we persist in our pursuit, we can catch the sea breeze on the horizon.

Awaken the tired soul,

Let the unyielding heart,

Stir in the sun and rain.

2. Minority Poetry in the Oil Painting Draft of the Games

Tall and powerful waist, high and unyielding head,

Wipe it off,

Sweating on the forehead;

Wave it,

Clouds on the horizon.

Running with a smile,

The strong in life,

You will finally usher in victory and spring!

3. Minority Poetry in the Oil Painting Draft of the Games

How many times I sweated like rain, and the pain filled my memory.

Just because I always believed,

Strive for victory.

Always encourage yourself,

You must work hard to succeed.

The blood on the court is boiling,

The giant appeared on the court.

Believe in yourself,

You will win,

Create miracles;

Believe in yourself,

Dreams are in your hands,

This is your world.

When it's all over,

You will be the first.

Believe in yourself,

You will go beyond the limit,

Go beyond yourself!

Believe in yourself,

Come on,

Athletes,

Believe in yourself.

4. Minority Poetry in the Oil Painting Draft of the Games

Your sweat is spilled on the runway, watering the successful flowers;

Your laughter is dancing in the stadium,

Win glory for the class, you are the best;

Run, chase,

On this vast stage,

You are like a horse, like an arrow;

Run, chase,

You are better than a tiger and a leopard.

5. Minority Poetry in the Oil Painting Draft of the Games

In spring, the more beautiful the flowers are, the brighter the young pioneers are. Young and vigorous, high-spirited Steady pace, high morale and amazing wind speed.

Gunfire sounded the horn of the battle. Victory, waving at the finish line, warriors fighting in the battlefield, sweating in the wind.

Hero chasing the wind, we are proud of you, we are proud of you.

We welcome the fallen leaves in autumn, we leap over Yuan Ye in spring, we cross winding alleys, we run across wide streets, get up early every day to greet the morning glow, and collect the sunset glow every evening. Today, we are going to fly over the silver runway, go forward, go forward and brush the record to a new page.

6. Minority Poetry in the Oil Painting Draft of the Games

Olive branch of victory, dark sky before dawn

star

Prometheus lit the flame of sports.

glowing with health

The flame of movement rises in Olympia.

Today's athletes are brave and ambitious.

Keep your eyes on the finish line in high spirits.

Work hard.

Beat it

To struggle

The goddess will present an olive wreath of victory.

7. Minority Poetry in the Oil Painting Draft of the Games

The golden sun lit up the runway, and the melody of youth wrote this song.

A warm heart is the note of this song.

The fiery heart of a teenager in the flower season,

Forever sincere and unchanging heart,

Your figure is the scenery on the runway,

Walk out of self-confidence with vigorous steps,

Listen, we're all cheering for you,

Come on, we can't express our excitement.

8. Minority Poetry in the Oil Painting Draft of the Games

Not for flowers, not for a moment's glory, but for that persistent belief, it turned into a continuous running, with dreams burning in my heart and constant steps under my feet.

9. Minority Poetry in the Oil Painting Draft of the Games

Success and failure are brothers born from the same root, and always go through life together.

Perhaps, you have failed today;

But the current failure does not mean that,

You won't succeed again.

You should be happy about it,

Because you had an unforgettable experience,

Have the courage to face failure.

You have to stand up,

Don't give up your dream of beauty,

We will always support you!

10. Minority Poetry in the Oil-filled Draft of the Games

When the gunfire drifted by, the eighth-grade men kicked off xx meters. You, run fast, run fast. In the morning, you release balloons and place your hopes. In the coming year, you release hope and reap success. Dreams consist of hope, hope, and set sail by faith!

May you shine your youth on the runway and let your hopes soar! Come on, class 8 xx meters! Every one of our classmates is watching you!

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Look! Colorful flags fluttering in the wind are blooming flowers; Listen! Those earth-shattering cheers are the wind of victory echoing in my ears.

You are a symbol of victory in the sports field, and you are the admiration of youth in the sports field.

Let's go Go and meet this great challenge! Be a teenager chasing the wind.

12. Minority Poems in the Oiled Draft of the Sports Meeting

The morning breeze gently awakened the sun, and the sound of starting guns came from the playground on campus.

Colorful flags are flying and shouts are loud.

The heart and the starting point are closely linked.

Spread the white runway with youth and blood.

Ignite the dawn of victory with passion