Articles recited by second-year students
Seagulls fly to Dianchi Lake.
Where seagulls fly
Tourists followed closely.
Joy is like a spray.
Ups and downs with seagulls
Wave after wave.
Sky blue is intoxicating.
This lake reflects the vastness of the distant mountains.
Sailboats are scattered on the lake.
Like a fisherman waiting casually.
One in the east.
One is in the west
The isolation fence deliberately cut the lake.
Resting seagulls
Stand side by side in a row.
to chin up and chest out
Like a gentleman in line.
Gazing proudly at the sparkling waves.
Like an angel guarding Dianchi Lake
Visit Dianchi Lake by speedboat.
When the waves fly
How many seagulls are following?
Grab my eyes.
Laugh with tears all over your face
stretch out one's hand(s)
How many chases did you attract?
Take the bread crumbs
Catch the seagull's grain
Flexible and energetic
Like wayward pirates
Seagull pattern
Throw it into the wind.
Enjoy the moment
How many seagulls caught Yun Qi?
back and forth
* * * Enjoy a floating life.
Who knows?
I am a migratory bird.
I am afraid of the cold in winter.
Just for today's friendship.
Let me be free and happy
This is spring in the clouds.
The second part of the short passage recited by grade two students
You are picturesque.
What's it like for you?
Write with the wind
Thought is ink.
Heaven and earth are volumes.
Sahara desert (located in northern Africa)
Play down your outline.
Jiuqu Shisha
Flowing out your long hair
Eyebrows like a willow moon
little star
That must be your intoxicating eyes.
Ah,
Eagle's mouth
Isn't it your aquiline nose?
small cherry-like mouth
Very cute
And shell teeth hidden in the beach
How can it be as clean as snow?
Coral for ears
Set on both sides
How sultry it is!
Skin like water
Clear and smooth
So I touch
I think blowing a bomb can break it.
Clear dew and showers
cannot help doing
Poetry will generally turn into your sweet sweat.
I can't help falling in love with you.
A faint cloud is ashamed of the air.
The sun is shining.
Very beautiful and charming
Do you know that charming face?
Missed a lifetime.
alack
Those four completely different seasons are actually your emotions.
Bloom like spring
Oh, you are lively and cheerful.
As hot as summer.
Oh, you are wild.
Bleak as autumn
Oh, sentimental you.
As silent as winter
Oh, you are unhappy.
as beautiful as a picture
This is you!
A short passage recited by second-year students (Part III)
"Well" is in the deepest part of memory. My mother said, "Don't go to the Woods, there is a well there." Although I don't know why I can't go there with a well, I still believe my mother's words and regard it as a forbidden area. I have never been there.
That mysterious well grew up in my heart, and I constructed countless legends for it with the unique imagination of children, which was terrible in my heart. In my mind, it is an evil black hole full of dead people. In my mind, it is all evil.
I really dare not go near. I'm afraid that once I get close, a dead man will float out of the hole and call me. I am afraid of it.
I like watching the sunset. There is a forest between my home and that well. This side of the forest is my home, where there is a well. Standing in front of my house, I can't find a trace of sadness because of the endorsement of the sunset. Only the sight is blocked, and on the other side of the forest, I can clearly enjoy the whole process of sunset. However, I dare not go there. I'm afraid of this well, so I've never been there.
Kites, I like them very much. For thousands of years, people in China have lost everything, but kites have not been lost. I like the sound of kites and birds flapping their wings when they fly into the sky.
I fly a kite and imagine myself as a gust of wind, running around wantonly and drifting with the wind. As long as the kite can fly.
I bypassed the forest and flew a kite in the field. I try to stay away from forests and wells, a little further, just to feel a little safe.
It's windy. I let go of the line and ran against the wind. I'm not afraid of falling, just running around. I just hope the kite can fly in the sky for a while, for a while.
Running and running, I saw the well. Yes, it's that well. The hole was covered with a broken slate, but a crescent-shaped black hole was still exposed. Is this the well? All the evil incarnations in my heart? Why is it so desolate? This is all evil, an ordinary well.
I can't help laughing at myself. When I was a child, my mother's words planted a seed in my heart. I used my imagination to water and fertilize it, and it grew into an unshakable tree, which deeply influenced me. Unexpectedly, when I saw it today, the tree died and even the roots were gone.
I feel ridiculous for my guess about the well. This is the well that I was afraid of all my childhood. Nothing happened in front of me. I'm safe.
Turning around, I saw the sunset. The sunset here is so beautiful that I don't want to leave.
Waiting quietly for the sun to set, the sky is getting dark, and I am very satisfied at dusk. I think Jing is also, and I think I am in love with this place.
All right, take it off and go home.