Recitation of the poem

Patriotism is to show your actions, to protect your family and defend your country in times of national crisis. What are the classic recitation scripts of patriotism? Below I have compiled the recitation of classic poems for your reading reference.

The recitation of poetry article 1

Youth is like a bright flower

Curvaceous

Youth is like the white clouds on the blue sky

Innocent

Youth is limited

Must be cherished

What is youth

It is that free-flowing gushing river

It is that broad

I don't think so,

Youth is a cup of strong brown coffee,

although it can make people's spirits uplifted,

but there is still a trace of bitterness.

Youth is an anonymous plant.

It is not very conspicuous,

but it can withstand the wind and rain.

Youth is a sword that has not been sharpened.

It will only get sharper and sharper.

I have youth,

so I praise youth,

I will sing its praises with my hoarse throat,

Youth is a golden sun,

which brings unlimited life to the land,

and it will be missed for its ups and downs.

It will be unforgettable.

I praise youth,

because I have,

I sing the praises of youth because of its beauty and transience

Southern snowstorms

Southern snowstorms, we are staggering, we are full of wind and frost;

Wenchuan earthquake, we are grieving with the whole country, we are weeping like a song;

Beijing Olympics, we are passionate as fire, we are proud of the

We have tasted the vicissitudes of time and weather.

Today, we are full of hope, with the courage to chase the sun,

Stirring and catching up with the advanced civilization.

Shake off the sludge attached to the mountains and rivers;

We want to use our blood to melt the frozen rivers and lakes!

Patriotism is not guilty, patriotism is not meritorious!

But who stood up and never fell down, with flowers blooming on the earth behind them

We can't forget! We can't forget the butcher's knife!

How can you not burn your heart

A beautiful blueprint has been drawn;

The horn of progress has been blown;

In the face of danger, not afraid to look at death as if it were a homecoming, laughing and spilling patriotic blood;

Do not wait for leisure, white head of a young man, the empty sadness!

Who pointed me to the shining star, the heart overcame the vanity of the prosperity.

The will of the revolution has been tempered into steel,

The five-starred red flag flutters with a firm heart,

Take your guns and go to the battlefield.

Walking on your way, there is already dawn ahead

Recitation of the poem 2

On such a day

We will say to each other: "Good New Year"

Though the weather is so cold

But our hearts are not cold

Good New Year

My friends, my classmates, my loved ones

I am very happy to see that you are here to help me. > Good New Year

The people I know, the people I don't know

Good New Year

The flowers of the countryside, the grass of the wilderness

Good New Year

The crops of the field, the birds in the sky

Good New Year

All the people, all the things, all the all

Good New Year

is a kind of wish

a kind of hope

Everyone opens his lips

and softly cries out

to the people

to the mountains

to the sky

to the flowers and grasses ......

like a torch

that carries the warmth of the New Year

to all people, all things, all the time. p>

Passing on the warmth

Let this shout

Echo throughout the land

And say to yourself

Good New Year

Praying that in the new year: good health, good work, family harmony ......

Praying that everyone's wishes will come true will all come true

Pray that every new year

will be better and better

July 1 Poetry Reading

The first collision of the hammer and sickle

brought hope to this land

Once upon a time

Drunkenly picking out swords

Heroes' tears and blood

Rusty

It's a dead land

In the deep tunnels of the mines

Are there expectant eyes gasping for breath

The seeds that have been drying up for generations

Have young hands ever knocked on the sun of tomorrow

Ah, hope, hope

The clash of the hammer and the scythe

Burned a long, long time of hope.

The clash of hammer and sickle burned that long, long dream

What a night it was

The flag-raising ropes

Tightened into the flesh of our hands

The pigeons in the distant sky carried away the last vestige of darkness

The sun dyed the red of us and our flag together

O hope, hope

The old spinning-wheel in the kiln

Is still knocking at tomorrow's sun?

The old spinning wheel in the kiln

Still squeaking

The stone mill at the mouth of the village

Repeats yesterday's footprints over and over again

A great wise man

Cracked the circle

Full of question marks

We left our fossilized boots

To the forests where the apes were

We went

Out of a land where we lived fast

We went out of a land where the sun was red with the flag

Ah, the hope, the hope

We came out in a whirlwind of joy

The hooting and hollering of flags startled the whole world

Ah, hope, hope

The sacred fire of the cruiser Avror went out

And the streets of Sarajevo burned

On the other side of the mountains

Seeds gave birth to fleas

And hope was turned into a prayerful incense

And the threads that fly through the clouds were turned into a prayer. >

Dazzled and flew away

Hammer and sickle held our land close

We harvested the sun and the sunrise

Woven our own banner

The road we once traveled

Wafted with the scent of wheat

Deep ? Far away

Bent?

We've been walking all the way

Ah, hope, hope

Recitation of Poetry 3

The Song of Bone and Flesh

The brilliant sun

shines on both sides of the Taiwan Strait,

In those days of incessant gunfire

Bone and flesh compatriots have been separated for decades

And they miss their loved ones in their sleep

The song of bone and flesh

The song of bone and flesh is a song of bone and flesh.

We are waiting, we are waiting, we are waiting, we are waiting to go back to our mother's side as soon as possible.

The white-haired mother wiped her eyes dry with tears,

waiting for her own flesh and blood to come back soon.

Brothers and sisters are waiting for their compatriots to be reunited soon, never to be separated.

Jiang Huang Erlong waits for the company of the Sun Moon Lake,

Fifty-six nationalities wait for unity and peace, peace and unity, compatriots on both sides of the Taiwan Strait **** the same wish.

We wait,

We wait,

compatriots on both sides of the Taiwan Strait waiting for a brilliant tomorrow, look to the future,

more brilliant tomorrow, look to the outside.

Recitation of Poetry 4

First Dust

Cool moonlight

Curls and flutters

Falls into dusty slumber

Between the branches and leaves

Penetrates a deep, thick and light light

Lightly cupped

Silent and gently put down

Crystalline and crystal clear

Gathering together a kind of strong

The leaves hang down in the green, the leaves are in the green, the leaves are in the green, the leaves are in the green.

Hanging on the green leaves

Watching with an infatuation

As if it were a lifetime

Hurriedly passing by

Lifelong dreams

Singing over and over again in my heart

Through a lifetime of darkness

Gathering up the strength of my life

I'd rather be on the pillow of a flower

Tears flowing down my face

Fighting against the darkness of the night. Against the night

In the morning twilight

Caressed by the sunlight

Refracted

A light like never before

Life grows smaller and smaller in the throbbing and flickering

The bright heart

Embraces the sun

Colorful rays of light

For the revival of all things are at rest.

The sun of June 1

Why is it so brilliant?

The flowers of June 1

Why are they so fragrant?

The red scarf of June 1

Why is it so bright?

The children of June 1

Why are they so happy ......

You know, he knows,

Everybody knows.

The holiday of the world's teenagers

has come,

the world's most innocent holiday

is this very day.

Why is the song of June 1

so beautiful?

The dance of June 1

Why is it so sentimental?

The story of June 1

Why is it so fascinating?

The June 1 rally

Why is it so joyous ......

You know it, he knows it,

Everyone knows it.

Songs, dances, stories, rallies

Expressing the happiness of children,

Today's sapling,

will grow into a big tree.

We are the eagles that have come out of the nest,

and will fly very, very high tomorrow.

We are the budding flowers,

tomorrow will be beautiful and enchanting.

We are what we are,

and the red scarf is burning on our chests.

Please look at tomorrow

We will lift up the mountain, pick up the river,

Hold up the modernized motherland,

Fly to the golden goal ......

Recitation of Poetry Article 6

Sudden disaster

The nation is sad, the nation is shocked

Just a moment

One compatriot went to the darkness

Sixty years, a horse first

Forget personal safety to the front line

Sound of affectionate condolences

As warm as spring

Will be the cold of death dispersed

*** and the country of the warm

Sitting array of sadness in Wenchuan

The people's lives are above all

His most sincere mobilization of the people of China

The soldiers of the three armies are fighting for their lives

The white-clothed emissaries are fighting for their lives

The volunteers are gathering in Wenchuan

The people of all walks of life are offering their lives to the people of Wenchuan

The people of all walks of life are offering their lives to the people of Wenchuan

The people of all walks of life are offering their lives to the people of Wenchuan

The people of all walks of life are offering their lives to the people of Wenchuan

Compatriots from all walks of life donate blood and money

Friends and neighbors support us enthusiastically

China's blood is thicker than water

At this moment, the feelings of the Chinese people have been shining brightly

Billions of children in China

Light the candles of their hearts and minds

Pray for the dead compatriots

Shout for the living brothers and sisters

The great cry moves the earth and the mind

The great cry moves the earth and the mind and the heart. p> The great cry moves the earth and the sky

Once again, we see the faith of victory

In the faith, we feel the warmth of love

No catastrophe

can overwhelm the heroic people of China

Because in the face of catastrophe

our hearts are united

Great love will get us through the difficult times

We vow to rebuild a beautiful home on top of the ruins

Poetry recitation #7

Because of a misunderstanding

We've lost touch

Because of a misunderstanding

We don't get it

Because of a misunderstanding

We're getting apart

Because of a misunderstanding

In fact, we're getting apart.

We wouldn't have had to

if we hadn't

coincided

with each other

and acted out

in costume

so

we wouldn't have

had the misunderstandings

that we've had and we've had

for the rest of our lives.

From the first time we met in front of the door and were surprised

To the first time we looked at each other in the church

To the night

When I went out shopping and came back

Between the staircases

We met face to face

How could I know that you'd changed?

























This is the first time I've ever seen a woman in a room with a big, beautiful face.

What a drama

We're strangers again

We'll never see each other again

There's an old saying

It's so far away

But it's so close

Because of the stupidity of the old cow

It's always hard to understand

One of those homecoming plays.

The old cow was misunderstood

God can't help it

The recitation of the poem is 8

The sound of the rooster crowing at the dawn of spring,

Congratulations on the Spring Festival, all the families are red.

Singing of the new state of God,

Peach blossom spits out a good spring breeze.

Lanterns are hung high in the sky,

The new Chinese New Year couplet is a joy to behold.

We are happy to welcome the God of Wealth,

Men and women, young and old, everyone is smiling.

The Chinese New Year is a time of peace and prosperity,

Auspicious words are everywhere.

The first time I saw the movie, I saw the movie, I saw the movie, I saw the movie, I saw the movie, I saw the movie, I saw the movie, I saw the movie, and I saw the movie.

One red packet after another,

Open the door and celebrate good luck.

Business is booming,

The luck of the world is in the air.

The first time I saw you, I was so happy to see you.