Three beautiful recitations

In the recitation competition, your voice is the foundation, and the fit with your partner is sublimation. Do you have any good ones? Mentor? It's the finishing touch. Unique recitation and suitable music are your advantages. I have compiled a beautiful recitation for your reference.

Beautiful reading manuscript 0 1: Leave a faint fragrance for you.

Walking on the path in April, the breeze blew the flowers, and it was not only the petals that fell red, but also the deepest warmth of that season. The world decorated with light green is pure and natural, and there is a little more romance in classicism. That touch of pink swished down the swaying branches, just like a beautiful woman dancing by the water in the south of the Yangtze River, swinging her sleeves and leaving a fragrance all over the place.

Meeting you in this season is the most beautiful fate in the world. You are the flower of a tree, you are love, warmth and hope, and you are the April day on earth. Waiting for a curtain of dreamlike warmth, the chaos stranded in the world, and talking with you in the fragrance of flowers in April, like a dream found thousands of years ago, is only realized today.

You came from the bustling place in a hurry, and the sunshine that covered my whole body penetrated every corner of my world, as if the whole season was warm because of you. The butterflies flying in the air stayed on the newly released buds, the twittering birds leaned their heads on the buttonwood, and everything was illuminated by this knowledge.

This season, I only like to occasionally let my thoughts fly in the boundless romantic moon, and a romantic legend has been written into the text.

I long for the prosperity of the prosperous times, but I envy the love that has been fulfilled because of the fall of a city. I think this kind of love is almost perfect, which can not only grow up in the suffering years, but also hold hands with romance. Perhaps, women who love to dream are like this.

If I can choose to meet, I will definitely freeze it in spring. Full of tender words, engraved on the paved plain paper, put pen to paper to write down the most idiotic lines.

Fold a piece of pure white petals, and it becomes a sorrow like water. I will write down the richest thoughts in the fleeting time with you, but you don't know. When I think of the first encounter this season, what has changed is the appearance, but what has not changed is the flower fragrance. Flowers bloom every year, and I wander alone every year. Without you, there would be no glory.

Who can keep the fragrance of flowers in season? I think many beautiful things in the world are always so rare, even if they are obtained, they will dissipate as quickly as epiphyllum. If they are engraved with fragrance, only words can leave that eternity.

Love is like a flower fragrance. It is strong at first, and then it fades.

In fact, I prefer light love, which is always light, not thick but very quiet, making people want to stay but not lose themselves. However, when true love comes, it is so warm that it can't be as indifferent as we thought.

There is always a longing for an unforgettable love in the world. May it rain or shine. Such violent love will make people deeply involved and miserable.

Love should be young, remember to give love an appropriate distance, not too far away from each other but not boring. A close hug will not cool down, and a peaceful heart will not be tired. Love is the best.

This April, the shallow fragrance spread on the green path, and the deep breath smelled fragrant, not as strong as wine, but as light as tea. Collect the flowers on the dress and brew a light spring for you. Gently holding a touch of morning fragrance, taking care of my silky long hair in front of the mirror, with warm dreams, gently putting down the glass I am looking forward to, and gently stepping, I can clearly hear the sound of you stepping through the dust.

So, I began to like to find incense, detour, reconcile the colors in the season, and paint with a pen, leaving a faint fragrance for you in the ups and downs of the text.

Beautiful reading manuscript 02: fate flutters.

The sky on the plateau is vast and clear, which is my inexplicable love and the blue filled with endless tenderness. My pain disappears in beauty, it is difficult to stay, and I don't want to turn around. On that day, I unexpectedly returned to the starting point of my dream.

The road to the snow-capped mountains is so long, stretching all the way, and the ethereal horizon is infinitely spread and unattainable. On that day, I was so tired that I forgot to rest and didn't want to be liberated. I followed the mysterious footsteps of the god of music, like a chime, and was thus released. I am free in a person's space, and I only have self-awareness, such as singing sunshine and unintentional caressing. It is like a wish tube, accompanied by endless warmth.

Light and tranquility, bursting, inspiration, sound waves and other psychological elements are unpredictable by all living beings, secretly surpassing the sigh of love and the encouragement of the soul, reflecting the envy of blood and clouds and covering the sky. Then, tomorrow I can rest and sleepwalk. Snuggling in the arms of a god who has no second person's consciousness, thinking about caring for the earth, telling endless dreams and singing endless heart songs, so there is no need to sing, just meditation.

So, my tears, I can't help falling.

Fate is floating, to the end of the world.

My feelings are rich in every cell, weaving a beautiful aura that does not seek fate, such as the mask of the power of the gods, worshiping and stealing the perfection that does not radiate for me, hiding the thoughts of the soul, refining the magical spirit of the world and caring for myself in humble feelings. In the light, there is pure sadness, no regret and shame. As a result, tears flowed down one after another, which was beyond my spirit. I couldn't help myself and fell gently.

Since then, the world has been lonely again, with only songs and lingering sounds.

Fate is floating, to the end of the world.

My life, starting from here, is so lonely and empty, and I no longer have any extravagant hopes. I just want to meditate silently, let everything wait, relax my blood, go all out and throw myself into unpredictable lofty confusion. From then on, I was savagely consumed, the passion of life was ignited, the spirit was melted, and the great life was hopeless. Wrote a nameless, shadowless, ready to go, sentimental movement, singing the spirit, singing the creation, singing the plateau, singing the hometown.

From then on, having a heart that I have never met before is not only a purification of the soul, but also a humble tear that flows without hesitation in front of others; Affectionate, not profane. The rest are sincere and good, and the sea is dry and the rocks are rotten, and the spirit is unbeaten.

I am already very happy, so I don't need to ask for anything. The conversation was followed by tears of happiness in this life; What I vaguely expect is the reincarnation of the afterlife.

Countless heartache, countless losses, let me cherish tears and hold back my blood. I can't melt the iceberg frozen by heavy snow, but I can melt my heart full of tears and stop freezing, covering my trembling heart, such as fireflies shining, clouds rendering, and dreams fluttering all over the world. My heart will always be happy and there will always be spring.

All my life, I've been wrong.

When the bell rang, I sat intently, yearning, listening to the mysterious rhythm, quietly closing my eyes, doing nothing and feeling inner peace.

I would rather accept the hurtful abuse than regret myself, including rich bitter choices and regretting my life. If nothing is eternal, I would rather be lonely forever, degenerate forever, heartless and sink into the chaotic sky with my fate.

There is nothing nobler and happier in my eyes. Wait until that reincarnation, can there be fairy songs and golden sounds to enjoy? If I can really understand my past life, then I will no longer have a trace of stumbling, and I will definitely be reborn happily, recalling this life, which is so sad and stubborn when I think about it. I will feel that life is helpless and indifferent, and I will return. I am attached to my heart, struggling abnormally, and my beautiful home.

Dreams are flying and going to the end of the world.

I've spent my whole life like this.

When the clock struck, I sat intently, full of piety, followed the dance steps of the music god, closed my eyes peacefully, did nothing, and finally saw the fairy's eyes, felt it, and felt the peace of mind. I know better, the singing of the heart.

I am used to everything in the human world. I also need, the rich symphony of heat flow life, to experience, the supreme spirit and great creation. I have long been used to being stubborn, brave, free and willful, and I can't stop singing any power at will.

The beautiful manuscript 03: Water God Fu

Qin Zi is holy water, and its virtue is magnificent. Can be divided into particles and condensed into the sea.

Quiet as a virgin, peaceful as a mirror; Rippling in the wind, it looks beautiful.

When it is cold and condensed, it floats like flying floc; As white as fat and as clean as ice crystals.

Qionghua blooms in disorder, which is amazing; Clear and upright, summer heat.

Steaming, soaring into the sky; Traveling around the world, only I am free.

Beauty is like a cloud dream, flowing through Changhong; The nebula supplements jade and nourishes everything.

Aim high and go forward bravely; Be tireless and never give up day and night.

Self-willed and chic; All kinds of magic songs make God happy.

Aquatic wood, everything is born; Soil can resist water and can be eroded by itself.

The sword does not hurt people, so it is me; Flames, ashes and cold smoke.

In case of injustice, the more vigorous it is; The more frustrated, the more you fight back.

I admire holy water, which is suitable for the avenue; Being born in nature has become a common custom.

Indifferent name, raising my morality; Diligent encouragement will last forever.

It can be said that the above description fully shows the changeable and beautiful shape and posture changes of water, as well as its excellent quality of being unyielding, noble and noble and benefiting mankind, thus shaping the image of water. However, this description is far from showing the beauty of water in detail.

The sound of water element can be said to be the most beautiful and abundant natural sound in the world. In the stream, like a clock, like a drum; In the river, waterfalls are like pine, mountain torrents are like thunder, or thousands of troops cheer; Roar like a dragon or a tiger in the sea. Then there is the wind, which is also a beautiful member of the water element. All kinds of sounds stirred by the water god, regardless of timbre, voice priority and emotional expression, are like all-encompassing songs, which will never be the same, and have lasting charm and thoughts that music can never exhaust.

The beauty of water element is also the most abundant and changeable world in nature. In Jiuzhai, because of the existence of water element, the beauty of water appeared in my mind with deep, warm, pure and colorful images, which activated all the beauty around me and jointly induced endless dreams, which made me passionately create essays and songs such as Fairy's Eyes. In Wujiang River, the beauty of water turned to indigo again, which almost affected the flow rate. In my hometown, it is clear and pure, or naive, or heroic, or elegant, or quiet, and its charm and emotional changes are unimaginable.

I once received an album of Yun Huayuan's photographic works from a classmate. When I opened it, I found that the stream above it was quiet and peaceful, while the others were pure and sweet. Some are like clouds and smoke, like beads and curtains, ethereal and magical, and magnificent; Yes, the true feelings are intense, the waves are in full bloom, and happiness is blooming. Appreciating such beautiful scenery, reflecting countless colorful flowers and leaves, misty clouds changing, fantastic rocks, like songs and dances, like dreams, like paintings, like honey, and imagining all the charm, beauty and sounds that can be thought of, is really a wonderful enjoyment.

Having said that, the beauty of water is far from being described and expressed. You see, that's pure, isn't it the embodiment of water quenching? Isn't the snow flying all over the sky a natural display of purity, indifference, elegance, calmness and kindness? At that time, the clouds and smoke in Fan Jing, those scattered, magnificent, strange and unpredictable shapes and colors, were not also the soaring and lingering attachment of water? Isn't that beautiful cloud in the sky attached to the sky, dedicated to the rain and the glory of soaring on earth? Isn't that beautiful neon the brightest dream to communicate between heaven and earth?

As I said before, archives are the blessed land of my life; Jiuzhai is my mentor of joy, beauty and dreams. ? On March 8th, we visited Shiqian and Yinjiang collectively, passing through Sinan. When I saw Wujiang, I remembered that I had worked as an intern here, so I embarked on an education post, thinking of many people and many past events, and suddenly thought that water is the most beautiful flower in the world. ?

I remember, at that time, I was depressed, I was not generous or outstanding. I always feel embarrassed in front of students, so I especially like to laugh. Those students all scold me behind my back? Big girl? I like being close to me very much. I think so, too. Do they all treat me like water? It's a pity that I am soft, oppressive and useless, strong, rude and willful. No matter I am soft or hard, I can't reach the beauty of water. I feel sorry and ashamed whenever I think of giving those students a one-sided wrong impression. However, I am not artificial, but sincere and natural!

I think it's all because I don't understand heaven. In this way, sometimes it is also a kind of beauty. What a mystery!

Water is the softest thing in the world. It is famous for its tenderness, purity and indifference. However, as the saying goes: bully the weak and fear the hard, not bully the weak and fear the hard. Softness is only one side of water: in the softness of water, there are mysterious forces other than fortitude; Any personality of water needs certain environment and conditions. Calm lake water needs wind to make beautiful ripples; The flowing river can only arouse the beautiful waves of life if it encounters obstacles on the dangerous beach; Ice crystals are clean and need harsh and cold freezing; Continuous heavy rain will drown the turbid torrent and cause waterlogging; Angered by a strong hurricane, it will make the Great Lakes and the sea set off a raging tide, which is likely to devour everything. Among them, good, evil, beauty and ugliness are merits and demerits, and it is difficult to draw conclusions.

We often lament the hardships and sufferings of life. However, if we are water, we will deeply feel that if we let life flow freely and lose the purity and clarity of water, we will have a dislocation that will damage the spirit of heaven, and it will appear materialistic, hardworking, famous and vulgar; If you are depressed and lazy, you will lose the natural calmness of water, be tenacious and enterprising, and be chic and fearless; If all our life experiences are so calm, it will be difficult to show beautiful forms and attributes, and there will be no passion, no twists and turns, no changes, no thoughts to sing.

Ha ha! Originally thought, integrity, courage and tenacity, grandeur and generosity, can be a hero. In fact, born in the secular world and content with peace, what do you need? Hero? Ah! After half a life, I finally found some reasonable words of self-examination, self-encouragement and self-comfort. Fortunately, even!

There are indeed too many excellent water quality; The character and posture of water are really hard to describe. But what is the best water quality? What kind should it be? The nebula fills the jade and nourishes everything? Manufacturing? Everything comes into being? Has the noble quality of flexibility and toughness? The earth is kind. Even a free bird, an eagle flying thousands of miles, will eventually land on the earth to rest. As human beings, without land, there is no place on the cone. However, every planet has land and sunshine, but without water, there would be no good life and no spirit. This is the most shining place of the virtue of water god!

Therefore, my article failed to grasp the essence of water and highlight the key points. In this way, it is inevitable to generalize those phenomena, and it is difficult to better express the essential spirit with too much pen and ink. This makes me feel that we often pay attention to the external, obvious and superficial beauty, but often ignore the most essential and useful beauty.

Undeniably, any character of water can inspire people in different fields, contents and degrees. I think, life is like water, the key depends on how we know each other and how we choose. However, I never think that personal orientation is the correct starting point for looking at and evaluating things. Because, water is water, absolute self. So whenever I am confused, I want to know the true meaning of heaven.

I not only need to look like a sword, look cold and mysterious, stare at the chessboard coldly, but also need to sing with my free heart like an enthusiastic singer.

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