Poetry recitation on March 8 is as follows:
Fan essay 1:
With the drunkenness of the March spring breeze, the shyness of the peach blossom, and the limp feet of the willow buds, the 8th of March comes all the way to the city singing joyfully, and the women are the flowers of the spring, stepping on the passionate dance music and dancing the square dance of the butterfly flying, and swinging the wonderful life.
The women dancing in the square dance, like swallows spreading their wings in spring, like peonies blossoming in the flower beds, danced in praise of their mothers. Heaven and earth are infinitely vast because of women, the four seasons are colorful because of women, the home is warm because of women, and the 8th of March Day is boiling with blood because of women.
Fan essay two:
From March came the woman, as if the blooming rose, gently played the world's most beautiful hymn, in the spring awakening on the ground to fly hope, such as the spring breeze is generally bright, like the sunshine is as brilliant, from March came the woman, stretching out his hands to hold out the azure sea water like calm wisdom, with a bright moon white and clean mysterious, light and clean, beautiful and elegant, just like the white pool in the clear pool. It is like a white lotus flower in a clear pool, a woman like a painting, such as a touch of Guilin landscape, clear and magical, a woman like smoke, as if the gentle and hazy Jiangnan water town, peaceful and quiet.
Fan essay three:
You are so slightly shy head down, forehead hair, and so drooped into a meandering beauty, or, you raised your head and smiled faintly, the corner of the lips hooked into a vague spring, the wind of March, and so tenderly look back. You have a name called woman, as if soft, and seems to be strong.