New Year s Day poetry reading, preferably a group of poems

New Year's Day Dedication --- to Swallows.

The little swallow returning to the south.

How are you and do you miss the spring in the north.

Here it is in the cold north.

In this season of longing for flowering.

A starless world, desolate and lonely.

Although the city is bustling, the lights are brilliant at night.

A childlike innocent little swallow.

Angelic cute little swallows.

How are you like my dream.

You often fly up a tall building or a high mountain.

Staring at the north like a cuckoo crying blood.

The mood is desolate.

Little swallow who is both far and near from me.

Little swallow who is both far and near from me.

How are you, you want that bird that scares my sweet dreams.

Bathed in the morning light, I flew to you and my dreams.

With my best wishes and greetings for the New Year.

Swallow Oh Swallow that has been lost for a long time.

Have you forgotten the north, forgotten the return date.

Forget the waiting in the spring, forget the call of the blue sky.

But I always think of you, I hope you bless you.

New Year's Day is like a beautiful thing.

Look: New Year's Day is coming.

on our faces.

I have the brightest smile.

We put on new clothes.

What a spirit.

New Year's Day is like a special holiday.

See Frugal Mom and Dad.

I've bought you lots of delicious snacks.

There are also many fun toys.

I've bought them all for you.

It amazes you.

It also makes you feel the warmth of family.

Ah, New Year's Day is beautiful.

Also happy.

The poems suitable for recitation on New Year's Day are as follows:Spring Flowers Bloom".

Under the fiery red sun.

Listen, it's the chirping of a hundred birds.

They knocked in surprise.

The first gate of spring.

The clouds come with warm thoughts.

Greetings long gone.

And brought us New Year's blessings.

Those heavy laughter.

Like the hands of the father and the mother, the labor and the harvest are written.

A glass of spirits. Full of hearty nostalgia.

Drunk me on a windy morning.

A wandering wanderer.

I couldn't help but hurry up to go home.

The girl I love.

It's been a long time since we've met.

It's like a slightly trembling cobweb.

Silently grew into a cocoon.

While the spring breeze is still early, I want to hurry up.

I want to ask my beloved girl.

Love will bloom in this spring.

The clear wind is blowing from afar.

There is the scent of a girl.

With the whisper of a wild lily.

Bloom in an instant.

Youthfully, the arms of lovers.

Gently wrap around and embrace you.

Pluck the strings of spring.

The distance of the seasons is so strong that it is impossible to resist.

Just as the earth is pregnant with hope.

I saw the folks, on New Year's Day.

Talking about the harvest of the past.

Count the three hundred and sixty-five days and solar terms.

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Everyone's eyes burst into flames again.

At that time, corn hung in bunches under the eaves.

Huang Chengcheng's joy.

Floating all over the home, people look at the heart.

Feel excited and grounded.

So I remembered inexplicably.

One day when it snowed many years ago.

A family photo of people taking pictures in front of their homes.

Touched the first drop of dew.

It is colorful.

The snow and ice melt in the north.

The trees in the south spit green.

In the sound of ticking cars.

Along the way, it was a spring wedding.

The happiness that is destined to arrive in life.

You're going to wake up in **.

Listen to the singing of holiness.

Everything that's beautiful in front of you.

Something you can easily touch.

Love at first sight like poetry and water.

And then sweetly pregnant in the spring.

But I still think of the village.

A village sitting on a field.

Fly in the direction of the river.

Murphy is the breeze that keeps blowing.

It made me look around.

The little sister who has just grown up.

She was standing at the intersection of her home to greet her.

In the pose of a spring flower.

This blessed poem is dedicated to you.

Poetry recitals about New Year's Day are:As the New Year's bell rings and firecrackers sound, families gather together to enjoy good health. I sincerely hope that in the new year, the family will be happy, the wishes will come true, the old will be replaced and the new will be welcomed, and we should forget the unpleasant events of the past year and let it become history.

In the face of the new year, we must be down-to-earth and guard against arrogance and rashness.

New Year's Day customsThe north begins to kill pigs and sheep from New Year's Day, do not work and do not go out, until the fifteenth day of the first month does not end, while the south is biased towards Ya, in the area of Jiangsu and Zhejiang, the bamboo pole is tied to the grass on New Year's Day, ignited and burned, called Qingtian silkworm. In the west, the whole family gathers around for a meal, and a hot pot is placed on the table, called a hearth, and during the Tibetan New Year, the family puts a drosochema on the table.

The poetry recitation about the New Year's Day is as follows:

Maybe you're standing on a three-foot podium and giving you a bouquet of lilacs and New Year's greetings, reflecting your image in our minds, and you can't touch your precious perfection, or maybe you're sitting in a small office and giving you a magnolia and New Year's wishes

Dust off the dust when you climb Wenshan, wipe off the water droplets when you swim in the sea, maybe you work in the workshop, give you a blooming plum and New Year's handshake, plum blossoms are praised so much, not because of how beautiful or precious she is

Maybe you harvest or plant in the field, give you a handful of wild chrysanthemums and New Year's greetings, in the mountains we are a piece of wood and a stone, at the top of the mountain we are a mountain and above the mountain! Ahh Another year has passed, and a new year is about to begin.

Time flies, and the happy times seem to have passed yesterday, flickering and flickering.

The new year is a new year full of laughter, perhaps, New Year's Day is spring, the spring girl smells the wind and moves, bringing a gentle drizzle to welcome the New Year, perhaps, New Year's Day is winter, the winter girl is ready to move, the next silver-white snow, add a beautiful picture to the New Year.

There are many new hopes in the new year, and the senior students are fully preparing for the entrance examination to a private middle school, and the final exam is a blockbuster. 2016 is coming to an end, 2017 is coming soon, let's lay the foundation for the new year!

New Year's Day Poetry Recitation" New Year's Day is spring, just like the spring girl moving when she hears the wind, leaving people with many hopes for new life. Even if your hope is buried in the depths of your heart, she will help you let it fly!

Perhaps, New Year's Day is summer, so it radiates light to the sun in people's hearts, radiates light in the darkness of people's hearts, and lights a lamp in people's hearts. So that they can feel happiness and warmth.

Let their hearts no longer be dark and dusty. Perhaps, New Year's Day is autumn, a messenger of a good harvest, filling people's hearts with joy and happiness, even if people's hearts are empty. Let people feel the joy of harvest!

As soon as New Year's Day comes, we have the brightest and most beautiful smile on our faces, and we don't see the slightest "sorrow"! Ahh New Year's Day is beautiful!

Also happy. It gives people a sense of expectation and hope.

1, Shou New Year - Su DongpoIf you want to know that you are dying, it is like going to a snake.

Half of the scales are gone, so I don't care who can cover them.

If you want to tie it to the end, although you know what to do.

The children do not sleep, and they keep vigil and rejoice in each other's nights.

Don't sing in the morning, but even more fearful.

Sit for a long time and see the Beidou oblique.

There will be no year next year, and I am afraid that my heart will be ruined.

Try your best tonight, the young man can still boast.

2, the people in the public sit at night to watch the New Year - Xu JunqianJoy is not extreme, and the reward is not stopped.

I like peaches in wine, and I look for bayberry in the brown.

The curtain is opened, and the candle is turned to ashes.

Don't doubt that the sideburns are heavy, in order to wait for Xiaoguang to destroy.

3. New Year's Day test pen - Chen XianzhangWhen the heavenly wind and clouds celebrate, the temple is fighting for the grass and thatch. The adjacent wall swirls to entertain the guests, and the children sing and enjoy the poems.

Old and new, spring has more good flowers. Where is the evening breeze Jianglou flute, when it blows to the moon in Dongming.

4, Yuan Ri - [Song] Wang AnshiIn the sound of firecrackers, the spring breeze sends warmth into Tusu.

Thousands of households always replace the new peach with the old one.

5, report Tian Jiayuan Day - (Tang) Meng HaoranLast night I went back to the north, and now I am in the east; I am strong in my years, and I am still worried about farming.

The mulberry field ploughs the father, and the hoe follows the shepherd boy; The Tian family accounts for the climate, and it is said that this year is abundant.

Selling the word dementia - (Tang) Fan Chengda.

Chinese New Year's Eve is even more sleepless, tired of dull and sluggish New Year; Children call to walk the long street, and Yun has dementia to call people to sell.