"Chinese is Everywhere in Life" Three-person Poetry Reciting Manuscripts

There are languages everywhere in life.

Chinese'', a profound word, is everywhere. It is like a sweet glass of wine, which makes people memorable; Like a clear spring, it moistens our dry heart; Like a beautiful landscape painting, an ugly duckling flew into my jungle. I pity her inferiority and delicacy, I appreciate her frankness and frankness, and I cherish and comfort her wet wings more. Can you believe it? Such an ugly duckling will really become a proud white swan in the dense jungle. As if you were there!

China people are having an outing. When I was in the third grade, my teacher took us for an autumn outing in Baishishan. Maple leaves are as red as fire all the way, falling magnificently, which reminds me of a poem by Du Mu,' Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February. A journey, a beautiful scenery. We finally came to the top of the mountain and had a panoramic view. I finally tasted Du Fu's' Once you climb to the top of the mountain and peek, you will see that all other mountains appear in the sky. ! Chinese is like nectar, which moistens my heart all the time!

Chinese is in the rain In the early morning, when I opened the window at home to enjoy the rain scene, I saw smoke and mountains looming from a distance. It was amazing! On my way to school, I accumulated a stream, but the rain was still falling, dripping in the water, and then I looked up at the gray sky, which made me really appreciate Su Shi's poem "Dark clouds turn over ink to build mountains, white rain jumps over boats." Ah! What a beautiful rainy scene! Chinese is in our life, as long as you feel it with your heart, it will always be there!

Chinese is still in the infinite scenery. Whenever I travel to Genting Mountain and see those cattle and sheep grazing leisurely, I can't help singing:' The sky is grey, the wild is boundless, the wind blows, and I can't see the cattle and sheep. When I was standing at the foot of nanshan park, those towering stairs were daunting, and I couldn't help thinking of a poem by Lu You,' Climb a skyscraper in five thousand meters'. What a high staircase! Chinese has become the source of my knowledge and the Eden of my soul!

China people can be seen everywhere, all the time. They are all around us, just like sweet nectar, which moistens people's hearts all the time. The article is full of respect and gratitude for … from beginning to end, which is the shocking power of this article. Let people enjoy it and revel in it. ...