A novella suitable for reading.

1. Suitable for reciting poems about details.

Suitable for reciting poems about details 1. Description of tense details before reading poems.

When I walked to the podium. I don't have nerve cells, just like scented tea, which is fragrant. Before going on stage, I stood up straight and gave a charming smile. At this moment, I feel tall and charming. When I was on the high platform, I was very excited when I looked at the listless audience with sleepy eyes. I keep telling myself that the audience is all you. You should use your best performance to infect and impress them, and you should use your most sincere words to catch their eyes and attention.

At the beginning of the speech, I seemed to jump into the vast ocean from the cloud of thousands of feet, and I felt like a swallow shooting into the sky from the other side of the sea. I didn't give another speech. I'm telling a story, a story told with my heart. My words are no longer words. I know I can speak better if it weren't for this lame Mike. Look! Everyone in the audience woke up slowly from their sleep. Their lips were slightly parted, and they listened to my story eagerly and seriously. They no longer talk to friends, play with girls and play with mobile phones. I robbed them of all their eyes, ears and senses. At this moment, they are all my listeners, whether they are in high positions or rich families.

Audience! Put away your arrogance and prejudice and listen to my story. I am very excited and dedicated to my story. Sometimes I whisper, sometimes I jump for joy, I'm performing, I'm doing stunts!

Ever since I came to power, I knew I was the first. On the first day of the audition, I felt the crimson carpet inch by inch with my feet, and I knew that this stage belonged to me. I'm not here to win the first prize. I'm here to perform and prove myself. Wait for the audience, give a speech on stage, divide the audience equally, and I stand up straight. I'm not waiting for applause, cheers or the honor of first place. I'm waiting for my own affirmation. I am an inferior person, and I deeply know that after more than ten years of dormancy, when you are struggling to lose your youth, you are cheerful, in love and joking. I still have a lot of skills by working hard silently day after day. Give me time, give me a stage, and I will shine and shine. I am calmly waiting for the score, calmly waiting for my own stage, and I still have many bright spots. Maybe you know me too well and are too slack with me. Never mind, friends, I'll show you.

I don't think I had an opponent that day. None of the athletes performed well. My opponent is only myself. I beat myself on the podium. I ask everyone to listen to my story carefully. It may be compiled. Although my closest friends have never given me such respect, if I tell them, hey, my speech is great, they will just do other things with their mouths curled as usual. It's okay. I belong on the stage. When I have a stage, you will find me waiting for you.

This is not a victory, but a completion, an explanation of your failed and unpretentious love. Li Bowen has only one career, and he will succeed, because he has sacrificed too much for it. .

2. Poems suitable for reciting

Many ancient poems are ok! For example:

Manjianghong 1

Yue Fei

Angry hair rushing to the crown, leaning on the fence and drizzling. Looking up, screaming in the sky, strong and fierce. Thirty fame, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and the moon. Don't be idle, grow old together and be unhappy.

Jingkang shame, still not snow; When will courtiers hate it? Driving a long car to break through, Helan Mountain is lacking. Eat pork when you are hungry, and drink Hun blood when you are thirsty. Stay from the beginning, clean up the old country and go to the sky.

2. Operator Yongmei.

Lu you

Outside the bridge, the plum blossoms are lonely, no matter what. Twilight arrival, plum blossom is helpless, exhausted, and has to withstand the wind and rain.

Plum blossoms don't want to compete for blooming, and the envy and rejection of flowers don't care. Even after autumn, when it is ground into dirt and turned into dust, plum blossoms still emit fragrance as usual.

3, Nian Nujiao nostalgia Chibi

Su Shi

The surging river flows eastward, and those heroes of the past are gone forever.

To the west of the old base, humanity is the Red Cliff in Zhou Lang.

The steep rock wall, like thunder waves lapping against the river bank, waves like rolling up thousands of snow.

The majestic rivers and mountains are picturesque, and many heroes emerge at once.

In the past, Xiao Qiao got married for the first time.

Feather fan nylon scarf, talking and laughing, lost in the smoke.

Wandering in the old country, I am full of enthusiasm, and Fahua was born early.

Life is like a dream, sprinkle a glass of wine to pay tribute to the bright moon on the river.

4, water tune song, Mid-Autumn Festival

Su Shi

When did the moon begin to appear? I take my glass from a distance. I don't know the palace in the sky, and I don't know the month and time. I want to go home in the wind, lest it be too cold on the roof. Dance to find the shadow, what is it like!

The moon turned into a scarlet pavilion, hanging low on the carved window, shining on the sleepy self. The moon should not have any resentment against people. Why is it round when people are gone? People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is full of yin eyes. It was difficult to accomplish in ancient times. I hope people live a long life.

5. Queqiao Xianzi

Qin Guan

Bo Yunqiao, flying stars spread hatred,

Yin and Han are both dark.

As soon as the golden wind and the jade dew meet,

There are countless people in the world.

Tender as water, ritual like a dream,

Endure the magpie bridge and return home.

If the relationship is long,

Are you still here, day and night?

6. Yulinling-Liu Yong

The cicadas in autumn are so sad and urgent, facing the pavilion, it is in the evening and a sudden rain has just stopped.

All the accounts are in no mood, and the blue boat in homesickness is urging.

Holding hands and looking at each other with tears, I was speechless and choked.

Missing thousands of miles of smoke and waves, the evening is heavy.

Affectionate since ancient times, parting hurts the body, and the cold autumn festival is even worse!

Who knows where I am when I am awake tonight? There is a breeze and a waning moon on the bank of Yangliu.

This is a long time, people who love each other are not together, and I even expect to be satisfied with the good weather and scenery in name only.

Even if it is full of emotions, who can enjoy it together?

7. Yu Meiren

Yu Tang Li

When is the spring and autumn month,

How much do you know about the past?

The small building blew eastward again last night.

The old country can't bear to look back on the mid-Ming Dynasty.

Carved jade should still exist,

Just Zhu Yan' ai.

Ask how sad you can be,

It's just a spring flowing eastward.

8. cut plums

Li Qingzhao

Lotus root is fragrant, and jade is lingering in autumn.

Gently untie Luo Shang and go to Lan alone.

Who sent the brocade book?

The word goose returns, and the moon is full of the west building.

Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles.

One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure.

I can't eliminate this situation,

Only under the eyebrows, but in my heart.

3. Ask for some poems suitable for reading.

Jiangchengzi sushi

On the 20th of the first month, Yi Mao remembered her dreams day and night.

Ten years of life and death,

Never think, never forget.

A lonely grave thousands of miles away is sad everywhere.

Even if we don't know each other when we meet,

Face covered with dust, temples like frost.

When night comes, the dream suddenly comes home.

Xiao Xuan window, get dressed.

Care for each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears

It is expected that the annual sad place,

Moonlight night, short Matsuoka

A cluster of plum blossoms

Li Qingzhao in Northern Song Dynasty

Red coupling fragrant jade mushroom autumn, light solution Luo Shang, alone on the green boat.

Who sent the brocade book?

The word goose returns, and the moon is full of the west building.

Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles.

One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure.

There is no way to eliminate this situation.

Only under the eyebrows, but in my heart.

well

I often think of dusk by the river.

As drunk as a fiddler, we didn't remember anything on the way back!

After having a good time, we rowed home.

Mistaken into the depths of lotus.

Fight for crossing, fight for crossing,

Frightened, all the egrets in the shallows flew away.

4.2 minutes of poems suitable for reciting

Time 10-Introduction of the Prince of the Arctic ~ ~ ~ Don't open this page full of souls. Your eyes are passers-by, and so is your heart. Prince of the Arctic ~~~ 1. Let time prove that I am old, but time is not old. The moonlight still shines on your side. I am drunk, but my heart is not drunk. I still know who I love. I miss it but I don't sleep. My figure is still facing you in my dream. The wind is urgent and the water is urgent. How long will it take me to love you? Time proves ~ Beyond Time II, a collection of poems by Arctic monarch. No matter spring, summer, autumn and winter, I always miss your departure. I am willing to wait for the joy of reunion. There is no similar harvest now and in the future. I have always accepted the slow arrival of your gathering time. I am willing to let my thoughts bloom. Pain and joy in my heart ~ beyond time, a collection of poems by arctic monarch 3. The love of a lifetime has been tied for a long time, hiding in a dark hut, suddenly escaping from the night, with your heart. How to walk out of the road without courage slowly has always been unclear to me. Short contact is like lightning in the dark, which makes the dark world beautiful and lovely. Only when you feel that my existence is not afraid of being fast, I am afraid that love can't continue its absence in the years, I will understand that deep thoughts float to you. I can't forget it, because the time hasn't come yet. ~ Poem Collection of Arctic Monarch "Beyond Time" 4. The past of the paper boat is stacked together. Yesterday was a crumpled heart. The same story has changed today. Maybe it's been hidden for too many years. When it was opened, the traces of time experience had been smoothed out ~ Beyond Time, a collection of poems by Arctic monarchs. The farther away you are from "thinking" about the past, your memory will remain blurred. In the dry years, I still dream of prosperity in the beautiful snow. I will meet you at night and hug your smile on the lonely pillow ~ Beyond Time, a collection of poems by the Arctic monarch. Zhou Shi couldn't move my heart, but I wandered around the bow and watched the years at the stern. How can I heal the rain with tears and wash away the scars underground? My heart is too heavy to take away this lofty ideal ~ Beyond Time, a collection of poems by the Arctic monarch, 7. The fate of the past shuttles through the years. Time turns white, loneliness turns off the color of flowers, the young steps are gone, the intoxicating heartbeat can't keep the memories of the story, and it is always inseparable from the hazy past. You can hear the sound of broken dreams during the day and sort out the burden. It's those strands of thoughts that you can't let go of, but you don't have the courage to face the night and see the enlarged picture ~ Arctic gentleman's poetry collection "Beyond Time" 8. If the years miss us so much, we have a lot of past thoughts. When you look at your photos, the distant time still cherishes your original wishes. If time is so memorable, we won't have much pain. When we miss you, can we see your photos? Can the eyes of stagnant youth see my heart pounding and read it once a night? I miss you for another day ~ Beyond Time, a collection of poems by the Arctic monarch. I love you in the movie, and there is finally one person left in the empty night. Has the past become the protagonist of the movie story? Explain, but spoony tears explain that my eyes hurt the most. Countless times trying to catch your inner action. Tears are too full to cover my heart. I can't see your love clearly. It's like a movie showing over and over again from an empty night. Why can't the new time reveal the old screen ~ Beyond Time 10. Window of Memory Please make a dimple in your smile. The blushing memory of that beautiful cheek led to a cold and windy winter. My hands are getting warmer, and so are her sensitive fingertips. When the cold wind strikes again, when the smile unfolds again, I will slowly and quietly collect my throbbing mood. As time goes by, there is no color of youth. When thoughts are gone, there is no original power. I still open the window of memory ~ Poems of the Arctic Monarch, beyond time, hoping to help you.

5. Poems suitable for reciting

forehead ..

Not easy to answer. .

Give (a gift)

Shu ting

My dream is a dream of a white pond.

Survival not only reflects the sky.

Surround weeping willows and Du Ziyun.

Draw me clean.

I walked along the roots to the veins.

It's not sad to die for me.

I expressed myself.