Kneel and beg for the accompaniment of Snow Falling on the Land of China .

Soundtrack: Grief and indignation and the helplessness of heaven and earth.

Snow falls on Chinese soil.

Snow falls on Chinese soil.

The cold is blocking China......

The wind, like an old woman who is too sad.

Follow closely.

Stretch out the cold fingers.

Pulling at the placket of the pedestrian's clothes.

With a land as old as the earth.

I didn't stop chattering ...... for a moment

The one who came out of the woods, driving the wagon.

You Chinese farmer, wearing a fur hat and braving the snow, where are you going?

Tell you, I'm also a descendant of peasants

Because of yours.

Carved with painful wrinkles on the face, I can be so deeply.

Got to know the people who live on the steppe.

The hardships of the years.

And I'm not happier than you.

One by one lay on the river of time.

The waves of suffering.

Several times it swallowed me up and rolled me up one by one.

Vagrancy and imprisonment.

I have lost the most precious days of my youth, and my life is like your life.

It's the same haggard.

Snow is falling on the land of China, and the cold is blocking China......

Along the river on a snowy night, a small oil lamp moved slowly, in the tattered canopy boat.

Reflecting the light, hanging your head.

Who's sitting?

One by one, you.

The little woman with a dirty tent is not your home.

One by one, that nest of happiness and warmth.

He has been violently attacked by the enemy.

Is it burned? Isn't it also like this night, losing the protection of men, in the horror of death.

Have you been teased by the enemy's bayonets?

Ahem, tonight in such a cold night, countless of our old mothers are crouched in homes that are not their own, like strangers.

I don't know the wheels of tomorrow.

What kind of distance do you have to travel?

One by one, and the road of China.

It's so rugged, it's so muddy.

Snow falls on Chinese soil.

The cold is blocking China......

Through the grassland on a snowy night.

Those areas gnawed by the beacon fire, innumerable, land cultivators.

Lost the poultry they had raised.

Lost their fertile fields.

crowded in the dirty alleys of despair of life;

The land of opportunity.

Lang to the gloomy sky.

Reaching out to beggars.

Trembling arms.

China's Pain and Disaster.

It's as vast and long as this snowy night!

Snow falls on Chinese soil.

The cold is blocking China......

China, mine at night without lights.

Weak verses written.

Can I give you some warmth?

Go to **** to find something.

Jean Hisaishi's ballade piano music The timing is just right.

I used it two days ago when I was reciting. The effect is very good.

Jean Hisaishi's ballade and "The Street Where the Wind Lives" I tried reading it once, and it felt good, and Jean Hisaishi could do it. Take a look.

There are no scores. Don't tell you, quack. ：）

This poem is not something that beginners can master. The seventh song of King Arthur's film**, with a total length of 10 minutes and 23 seconds. Just right.

However, I don't know what you're reading for, if you don't have a foundation, forget it.

Try this, maybe it will work!

I once recited, all evil modern literature homework, with the first snow of Bandari, very quiet sadness, not so sad and angry, you can try it, read more, and the feeling of poetry will come out.

It's so light that I can't hear that there's a ** in the back.

Is there a clear sound clip?

"The Day I Left You" violin piece.

Or Jean Hisaishi's pure piano music.

Snow falls on the land of China, polluted land, snow is also polluted.

"All of Them", you can listen to it.

If not, try the accompaniment version of "Yesterday Again".

In the glorious season.

Memories of the sky.

To have some strong **, preferably not non-mainstream**.

Personally, I think Banderey's light** is quite suitable as a recitation background**, Ai Qing's poems are estimated to be low and patriotic, listen to a few more to find out....