Is there an article suitable for boys to read?

You can check it directly from above, there are many kinds of it, but I'll tell you, because I happen to be checking it too :-) Love to fight to win this season We walk together Listen The tide rises and falls Look The flowers bloom again The blood of youth is like the Yellow River roaring Rolling enthusiasm is the wind roaring This moonlit night Let's drink together Raise a glass, friend Take the river as wine Drunk with the sun and the moon As long as you don't forget The way home Go home Fight in the sound of the waves With the wind and waves, and yourself Oh, don't be afraid Even if the abyss is ahead, as long as you light the lamp in your heart In the fog, the sunshine is still happy, love to fight to win, watch the sunrise, the east is red, the fire is good, listen to the sound of the waves is still like a drum I am a good son of China, who fights with love, I have a dream, I have a dream. On that day, the world was no longer in turmoil, there was no war, no poverty and no famine, a happy life was full of sunshine, and the flowers of peace bloomed everywhere.

I have a dream that the day will be when humanity will no longer be sad, there will be no fear, no discrimination, no tears, no joyful songs will resound, and the birds of freedom will spread their wings and fly. I have a dream, that day the land will no longer be desolate, that there will be no destruction, plunder, and pollution, that beautiful mountains and rivers will surround my homeland, and that the clear rivers will be blue. I have a dream, that day will turn into a beautiful hope, let us join hands to meet this day and make our dreams come true with our love.

The comet comes back, or walks away forever Don't stand in the doorway like this Like a stone statue Talk about everything between us with an unexpectant gaze It's hard to imagine It's not the darkness, it's the morning How the lights will continue Maybe a comet will appear Drag the rubble in the ruins And the names of the losers Let them shine, burn, and turn to ashes Come back, we rebuild our homes Or go away forever, like a comet Brilliant and cold as frost Abandon the darkness and indulge in the darkness Walk through the white corridor that connects the two nights In the valley of echoes You sing alone, I hope it works for you, come on

Shu Ting's To the Oak Tree is famous and moving.

Recitation refers to the recitation of the cong in a clear and clear loud voice. It is the creative activity of transforming a written work into a sound language. The following is a lyrical essay that I bring you for a boy to read.

I know that all the joys and sorrows will go with the wind, and I look back

All the glory and loss is just an old dream.

But I'm still-

Hope for your own success, and do your best

Put in all the effort.

Just for the sake of those beautiful and honed bits and pieces, one day-

It will be the best memory of my life.

When ---

At first, there was a mood called wandering;

When ---

There is a feeling of loss at first;

When ---

There is a feeling called regret at the beginning;

When ---

Oak Sakura began to feel a kind of loneliness.

Autumn --- let the mood wander and chase the color of life.

I love flowers, but I love autumn leaves even more! Whenever autumn comes, the maple leaves on Lianzhou Mountain turn red, I walk in the mountains, indulge in it, lean against the trees, as if into the arms of my mother!

In 1996, my friends and I went to Beijing Xiangshan Park to play, as soon as we went to Xiangshan, the red leaves all over the mountains and fields came to our faces, the shadows of the trees were swaying, and the forests were dyed, as if we had entered a large dyeing workshop, and seemed to have entered the fairy tale world of Hans Christian Andersen. I was so surprised that I was so flirtatious that I felt like I had flown into the sky, and I forgot what my name was, and my eyes were full of red.

Later, I went to the Three Gorges of the Yangtze River to experience life. The two sides of the Sichuan River are like buried mountains, high and big, endless, everywhere the warblers sing and swallow dance, there are more gurgling waters, the gorgeous red leaves are clustered in clusters, piles are crowded among the mountains and rocks. On the mountain road, there were a few sturdy peasants carrying heavy baskets on their backs, holding small children, climbing unrelentingly, and they disappeared into the forest for a while, and then came out again.

Although the forests of the Three Gorges are relatively short and the red leaves are relatively dry and thin, the red leaves of the Three Gorges are sincere'Aren't they the true portrayal of the great spirit of our Chinese nation's courage, dedication, and dedication to the cause of socialist modernization?

In the 21st century, our lives are more colorful. When the mountain is full of autumn leaves, my family and friends and I will pounce on the world of autumn leaves, caress the autumn leaves, and feel the true meaning of love. Someone else's bookmark may be a card, but mine's bookmark is Momiji.

Red leaves condense my love, I love red leaves, love 90,000 years!