Modern Poetry Recitation of Ode to Spring

Spring has come, and every corner of the earth is full of the breath of spring. On campus, there are beautiful Lu elephants everywhere in spring. Willow pulls out thin willow silk and decorates it with pale yellow leaves; The grass smells of earth, and clusters of green flowers stretch, yawn and lean out their little heads. The following is the content of modern poetry recitation in Ode to Spring. Welcome to read!

Modern poetry recites Praise for Spring 1 1 Hope for Spring.

Winter beckons to us again and again.

Get in position and put on white clothes.

The cannon and I also put on seasonal camouflage clothes.

A day when the north wind is blowing tighter and tighter.

Snow White is a good material.

Silence is also the norm.

The occasional car race day.

Squeeze out a faint smile on the position.

I saw it in a bitter smile

In fact, silence itself is also a disguise.

This position has stolen the seeds of spring.

Hold in your arms.

At the temperature of me and the cannon.

That's enough.

Hold on tight.

Covering heat

carefully

I'm afraid it will pop up accidentally.

Stretching will dye this position green.

Dye this position red.

This will upset the sequencing of seasons.

In that case

The spring can only be temporarily in position.

Quietly germinate

Grow up quietly

Then grow ears and eyes first.

Listen to distant places.

Is peace still there?

Look at the distance.

Or smoke from the kitchen?

Well, just grow up quietly.

The coldest day

Spring in place

Never wither

2. Smile in Spring

At dawn, I saw

There is a flower in the Baihua Garden.

The most fragrant and colorful.

It is the soul of poetry and it is very warm to read.

The surging snow makes me

Be more confident.

You put your eager eyes in an inch by inch.

And all that nonsense.

Put it on the counter and rearrange it.

You use sweat and wisdom

Fill in every blank in life

Erase desolation

At dawn, I saw it, too

Flocks of birds fly into the blue sky.

Yao Yao wishes you! ! !

3. Spring of life

Times are changing

Stay away from the cold in winter

years as the song

Welcome the abundant spring.

Spring with dreams.

Scatter the sunshine in your heart.

Spring is full of vitality.

Sow hope in the world

Spring brings a song.

Sing a beautiful song.

Spring brings beauty.

It's very colorful.

Spring is a spectacular feast.

Spring is a colorful picture.

Spring rain moistens everything.

The soft spring breeze blew away the haze.

Affectionate buds are about to bloom.

Surging springs float in Qian Fan.

Drink a cup of light green tea.

Sing a beautiful poem

When you wake up from a dream, it's spring.

Another year of spring welfare.

How much sadness and resentment have been diluted?

Say goodbye to the cold winter

Looking back and smiling is safe.

Push open the window lattice

The sea of hearts in spring will be brilliant.

As long as there is love in my heart

Even if it is cold in spring.

I can also feel the warm wind on my face.

The garden is full of beauty/charm of spring.

Modern poetry recitation praises spring 2 "the footsteps of spring"

The footsteps of spring

gently

Walking gently towards you

Like a breeze in my heart.

In the pan

A year's wish

The footsteps of spring

It was the river that took off its frozen coat.

I want to wake up.

Fish sleeping at the bottom of the river

Afraid again

The proverb that thunder splits spring thunder.

Humidity and breathing

sunlight

The footsteps of spring

This is the color that the field yearns for after snow.

Dandelion, morning glory and green bristlegrass have not yet blossomed.

Chunfeng wants a banquet.

Tinkling green and fluttering purple

Afraid again

Offended the sleeping soil.

That little tenderness.

light yellow

The footsteps of spring

This is a wisp of kitchen smoke hanging over the wanderer's heart.

Mother has pasted bright red Spring Festival couplets on the door of the old house.

Boil the wanderer's heart to boiling.

Wipe a face of sunset

Afraid again

Carrying warm days

look around

Modern poetry recitation praises spring 3 i. "Spring is always beautiful."

Spring rides on the rhyme of the soul.

Come along.

The quiet wind passes through the warm sun.

Reality and illusion can wander freely.

Suck on your comfort.

Eyes full of color

High-spirited flowers

Wave bravely

Fight hallucinations over and over again

hope

It is red all around.

Past reincarnation

Who can escape the intoxication of this spring?

faraway place

The morning bell rings

My soul is crying.

Start to go to the paradise of spring.

In the center of spring

There is a bunch of worship that I am shy about.

Longing for the season of spring

My heart is broken for the twilight drum, too.

Like water eyes longing.

Colorful butterflies are flying.

A ray of sunshine makes my heart beat faster with excitement.

Infatuated stamen

Tears of joy

hazy moonlight

Fall into fantasy

Floating in the lively dream of spring

Cover a warm song

For perched birds.

A touch of tender care

earlier times

I am sad for the fallen flower.

A song of wind and rain weighs heavily on the wings of spring.

I can't afford to fly anymore.

Buried the loneliness of high mountains and flowing water

Leave a memory with nowhere to hide.

A thin soul

A reed flute flies into the distance.

Loneliness endured the desolation of the years.

Sadness overflowed the sigh in my dream.

But deep in my memory,

Spring is still fresh and beautiful

Drunk fantasy

Look at the flowers in front of you.

A lovebird

Circular thinking

The rhythm is charming.

Anxious to refresh oneself

A thousand years, ten thousand years.

Time passed quietly.

Reluctantly say goodbye

People passing by

Samsara is on the verge of pain.

The soul looks at each other with tears.

Feel speechless.

Second, "Spring Girl"

Miss Spring is here-

Which one of you knows,

How did she get here?

I know!

I know!

She comes from the south,

I was here the other day,

The good news is,

It was the swallow who told me.

Have any of you seen it,

What does she look like?

I know!

I know!

She is a little girl,

More beautiful than me,

Two watery eyes,

What a long braid!

She was barefoot,

Trouser legs are hung on knees;

On her arm,

There is a striking wicker basket hanging.

She crossed the river.

Walking slowly on the beach,

She lowered her head and sang softly.

That sounds like a river flowing. ...

Seeing her appearance,

Who will be happy;

Hearing her singing,

Everyone will be happy.

In her big wicker basket,

Filled with many things—

Red flowers and green grass,

And golden seeds.

She hung flowers on the tree,

And spread the grass on the ground;

Scatter seeds in the field,

Let them grow green seedlings.

She walked on the ridge,

The cow looked up,

The calf bounced,

The lamb bleated. ...

She came to the village,

Every family is happy,

Orchard,

Open the door to welcome guests;

Those swimming pools,

Polished;

When Miss Chun walked by,

Look in the mirror.

All kinds of birds,

Singing all kinds of songs,

Every bird says:

My heart is so happy! "

All kinds of birds,

Singing all kinds of songs,

Every bird says:

My heart is so happy! "

Only those ducks,

Can't fly or sing,

They just stood there,

Flapping their wings and laughing. ...

They said, "Miss Chun,

We have been waiting for you for a long time!

I hope you came!

We can't sing, hahaha ... "