Hope to find some lyrics that can be read as poems!

1.Verses of "Mountain":

Mountain Walk. Tang Dynasty Du Mu.

Far up the cold mountain stone path slope, deep in the white clouds there are people. Parking sits in love with the maple forest in the evening, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers.

Ancientry. Li bai.

Go west to Lotus Mountain and see the stars. Plain hands put hibiscus, virtual steps are too clear.

Wangyue. Du fu.

How is Dai Zongfu? Qi Lu Qingwei is gone. Creation Zhong Shenxiu, yin and yang cut dusk.

Swing the chest to give birth to stratus clouds, and decide to return to the bird. It will be the top of the mountain, and the mountains will be seen at a glance.

The country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the grass and trees are deep in the spring of the city - (Du Fu: "Spring Wang") planting beans in the south of the mountain, and the grass is full of beans and seedlings - (Tao Yuanming: "Returning to the Garden") 2Verses of "Water":

The flying stream goes straight down 3,000 feet, and it is suspected that the Milky Way falls for nine days - (Tang Li Bai) The autumn water of Nanhu Lake is smokeless at night, and it is possible to ride the stream straight to the sky - (Tang Li Bai) If the flowing water is intentional, the twilight birds will return to each other - (Tang Wang Wei).

Looking at Yanyun in the north, the east of the river goes to the water - (Song Wang Yuanliang) The river brings Emei snow, and the river crosses the Three Gorges - (Tang Li Bai).

The first shock of the Milky Way falls, half sprinkled in the clouds - (Don Li Bai).

3.Verses of "Moon":

1. The bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground.

Li bai. 2. Raise your head to look at the bright moon and bow your head to think of your hometown.

Li bai. 3. Flying mirror under the moon, Yunsheng knot sea building.

Li bai. 4. Raise a glass to invite Mingyue, and the shadow becomes a trio.

Li bai. 5. Chang'an is a month, and thousands of households pound clothes.

Li bai. 6. The bright moon rises out of the Tianshan Mountains, and the vast sea of clouds.

Li bai. 7, the drunken moon is frequently sage, and the flowers are not a thing.

Li bai. 8. But under the crystal curtain, looking at the autumn moon exquisitely.

Li bai. 9, I send my sorrow and the bright moon, and follow you until the night is long.

Li bai. 10. Thinking of flying, wanting to go to the blue sky and see the bright moon.

Li bai. 11. The moon of Emei Mountain is half in autumn, and the shadow enters the water flow of the Pingqiang River.

Li bai. 12. The pine wind blows the belt, and the mountain and the moon shine on the piano.

Wang wei. 13. People in the deep forest don't know, and the bright moon comes to take pictures.

Wang wei. 14. The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring stone is upstream.

Wang wei. 15, Guangze gives birth to the bright moon, and Cangshan is sandwiched with turbulence.

Ma Dai. 16. The moon black geese fly high, and they flee at night.

Lu Lun. 17, the dew is white from tonight, and the moon is the hometown of Ming.

Du fu. 18. The stars are moving, and the moon is more than nine clouds.

Du fu. 19, Morningside is desolate, and returns with the moon and lotus.

Tao Yuanming. 20, go up to the west building alone without a word, and the moon is like a hook. Li yu.

Many poems were composed, and many lyrics could be recited in the way of modern poetry, but the lyrics were not recited very well. Generally, according to the theme of the recital, poetic words are used to intersperse a few lyrics to connect the songs before and after, making the program lively and lively.

Hello, the lyrics that can be recited as poems include mountain travel, Tang Dynasty Du Mu is far away on the cold mountain stone path, and there are people in the depths of the white clouds. Parking sits in love with the maple forest in the evening, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers. The ancient style Li Bai went west to Lotus Mountain and saw the stars.

Plain hands put hibiscus, virtual steps are too clear. How is Wangyue Du Fudai Zongfu? Qi Lu Qingwei is gone.

Creation Zhong Shenxiu, yin and yang cut dusk. Swing the chest to give birth to stratus clouds, and decide to return to the bird. It will be the top of the mountain, and the mountains will be seen at a glance.

The country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the grass and trees in the spring of the city are deep - (Du Fu: "Spring Wang") planting beans under the south mountain, and the grass is full of beans and seedlings - (Tao Yuanming: "Returning to the Garden and Pastoral Home").

This is one of my favorites, and I hope you like it too!

As long as tomorrow is still there".

As long as spring is still there.

I will not be sad.

Even though the night swallows everything.

The sun can come back again.

As long as life remains.

I will not be sad.

Even if you are stuck in the desert.

There is also an oasis of hope.

As long as tomorrow is still there".

I will not be sad.

Winter snow will melt quietly.

Spring thunder is bound to roll in.

The longer one is "Believe in the Future", the author's index finger was originally Guo Lusheng.

When the cobwebs mercilessly seized my hearth.

When the smoke of ashes sighs the sorrow of poverty.

I still stubbornly lay out the ashes of disappointment.

Write with beautiful snowflakes: Believe in the future.

When my purple grapes turn to late autumn dew.

When my flowers snuggle up to someone else's feelings.

I still stubbornly use the withered vines of frost.

Write on the bleak earth: Believe in the future.

I'm going to use my fingers on the waves that rush to the horizon.

I will hold the sea of the sun with the palm of my hand.

Swaying the warm and beautiful pen of the dawn.

Write in a child's pen: Believe in the future.

The reason why I firmly believe in the future.

It is the eyes of people who believe in the future.

She has eyelashes that sweep away the dust of history.

She has the pupils to see through the pages of time.

Regardless of people's perception of our rotten flesh.

The melancholy of being lost, the pain of failure.

It is a tearful feeling of emotion and deep sympathy.

Or give a contemptuous smile and a spicy mockery.

I'm a firm believer in people's trust for our backbone.

Those countless explorations, lost, failures, and successes.

We will definitely give an enthusiastic, objective and fair evaluation.

Yes, I anxiously await their assessment.

Friends, believe firmly in the future.

Believe in indomitable efforts.

Believe in the youth that triumphs over death.

Believe in the future and love life.

Luo Yan looked back at Zhaojun.

It's been a long time, and the night is deep! The lights in the yurt are still clearly extinguished, the poems are no longer sound, and the pipa is silent. Only the wind from the north of the country was still blowing vigorously.

The name of the milk is lightly called, and the hometown is far away. From Chang'an to Saibei, all the way to the rut, all the way to the yellow sand. What is the wind that has been with you all the way? Or snow?

If there are flowers blooming, if there are stars flying like a dream, there will be thoughts in the heart, and there will be suffering in the arms!

Tonight, it was another long barrier, and it was a time of blurred tears. Zhaojun, why do your books always have to be opened for you by future generations, and why do your cries always end for you by history?

On the sunny slopes of your hometown, green vines and saffron remember your skirt and face. You are the bride and the mother, you are the moonshine and the water.

If you don't have a mission, you won't be a king, and if you don't have family affection, you're not a mother! You have no choice, just like the moonlight tonight, like the sunset at the end of the world, the same vastness, the same helplessness!

Zhaojun, looking at this silent picture on my wall, listening to the sighs from ancient times, I think of you again. There is no carriage to find, no cloak to go to the wind, only. Only the stars of the night are flying freely on the earth and shining beautifully and movingly on my heart.

Teacher, you are like a candle, from the moment you light it, you are giving until the last moment it is extinguished. Teacher, you've done a great job! Look, the students are growing up healthy and happy with your hard work!

Motherland - a song in my heart.

Motherland, what an affectionate name!

Every time I think of it, I can't suppress the ups and downs of my mood, admiring your magnificence in 5,000 years, and feeling your fate in 100 years.

Motherland, what a splendid phrase!

Every time I think about it, I can't help but bend my eyebrows, and I bear the reputation of the state of etiquette, creating a surprise that attracts the attention of the world.

Motherland, what a warm belonging!

Every time I hear it, I feel proud, and I am deeply grateful for the feat of my ancestors in my heart, and I am determined to hold up the future of the motherland.

The motherland is the expectation of every Chinese person!

The motherland is the most beautiful melody in my heart!

Today we hold the torch of the relay, let us walk with you all the way in the future!

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Facing the sea, spring flowers are blooming, from tomorrow, be a happy person.