In the ordinary study, work, life, we always inevitably have to contact or use of poetry, right, poetry has a harmonious rhyme, rhythm, read up catchy characteristics. What kind of poetry is praised by everyone? The following is my collection of poetry recitation in honor of Qu Yuan at the Dragon Boat Festival, welcome to learn and reference, I hope it will help you.
The Dragon Boat Festival commemorates Qu Yuan's poetry recitation Part 1
"Qiankun Zhengqi, the sun and the moon compete for the light"
When the king of Chu's Taipai
Dusty in the vicissitudes of history
And Qu Yuan's spirit
Radiate into the light of the sun and the moon
A up and down to search for the soul of the sultry chanting
A colorful and colorful poetic soul in the
An indomitable soul of the people rises up
A soul of the nation rises up
Your transcendence erupts into
A crimson sunrise on the top of the stork tower in the Sheng Tang Dynasty
Your sorrows sublimate into
The blue light of the sky at the head of the Yue Yang Tower in the Song Dynasty
To the heroes, you have given them the courage and the guts
A drunken
To the beauty, a handful of orchids
A lifetime of eternal love
To the spirit, a chivalrous bone
To the chivalrous bone, a tender heart
To the tender heart, a passionate heart
To the passionate heart, a homeland
Your blood pumps into our veins
Your spirit lives on in our hearts
Miluo, the source of Chinese spirit
Zigui, the hometown of Chinese poetry
Your innovation sprouted into a germ
Breeding in the branches
Your quest was written in bold and enterprising
Etched on the road
Your great strategy to reform and innovate
Majestic into a rainbow
Your thoughts about the country and the people
Your thoughts about the country and the people are surging into a wave
Your blood pumped into our veins
Your spirit is always in our heart
Your blood is pumped into our veins
Your spirit is always in our heart
And today
your pioneering
resurrected into the streets of Shenzhen
the taut tendons of the oxen are striving to break new ground
today
your innovations
resurrected into the Zhongguancun of Beijing
the surging flow of the wisdom of this world
today
your worrying about the people.
Resurrected as the land of China
The joy of light labor
Today
Your patriotism
Resurrected as the headquarters of the United Nations
The soaring of a great nation
You make beauty and governance
The eternal ideal of mankind
You make the righteousness of the clouds and the sun and the moon compete for the light.
A life
seeped into the Yangtze River
A fond pastoral flute
A song of Miluo's beach song
A song of tangerine song
Ripples in the river of life
A poetic spirit
The Tu Hu water system and the pen
A pioneer in Chinese poetry
A song of the Yangtze River
An inexhaustible story of the years
A sentiment
How can I calm the resentment in my heart
I can't send a question to the sky and ask you how can I know that you are sad about the sea and the sky
And how can I send another song to the sea and the sky
I can't send another poem to the sea and the sky
A poem of the Yangtze River and the river.
How can I know where to send your sorrows?
A wish
Throwing palm seeds and rowing a dragon boat
Singing as if crying
The thoughts of the children of China
Plugging calamus and burning cornelian cherry
For peace and safety
The wishes of thousands of people
The soul of the poem stretches through the ages
The years have been long
Witnesses to the spirit of the poem.
Witnessed the eternal life of the poetic soul
Your noble quality of being pure in the world
Shook the building of the Chu Dynasty
Thousands of rivers play the zither for you
Miluo, the source of your life
Miluo, your indestructible eternity
The Duanwu Festival commemorates the qu yuan poetry recitation Part 3Hanging up the qu yuan
The poem stretches out over two thousand years, and it is the first of its kind in China.
Is the beautiful legend of the people that has stretched over two thousand years
true?
- When the morning of your birth spread a fragrance with your first cry
and a colorful cloud condensed over the courtyard where you were born
then why
do we see
through the distant space and time
that you were born alone in the wilderness
and that you were born in the middle of the world? Walking alone in the wilderness? And what do we hear
a song of pain and anguish? Songs? Why, in the muddy stream that can only wash your feet, end your life?
Is it the tragedy of history
or yours?
You cut lotus leaves into garments
You sipped the dew and chrysanthemums
- who appreciated your purity and innocence in a crowd that worshipped only power?
For the sake of your country in the midst of the storm
You gave your heart and soul
- Who understands your integrity and loyalty in the dark and foggy court? The crows rave
And the cranes are alone
The weeds are thick
And the fragrant flowers are withered
You, the pure poet
Never would you make concessions
To keep the peace
In the web of indifference, false accusation, and persecution
For the motherland, for the people
You admonished, you called out, you resisted the storms, you called out, you fought against the storms. You are looking at the burned down capital
The fire
also tormented your heart ......
In the darkness of the abyss
Your soul soared out of the valley
You soared up and down in search of a better life
You inquired about the mysteries of the universe
You sought to find the ideal of the world
You were not the only one who was in search of a better life. p>
You seek the ideal land
You search for the true meaning of life
You long for the light that illuminates the path ...... Look around
Where is the place to go in the boundless earth? The heart is broken with the mountains and the rivers
The world is muddy and the people are drunk
You solemnly chose your path like a meteor falling into the sea with a bang
A crack and a puff of smoke
You extinguished your life in the rolling river
You went, but did not die with the waves of the tragedy
The shadow of the tragedy
The world has become a place where people can live. The shadow of tragedy
only heightened and accentuated the colors
on the magnificent poem which you
wrote with tears, with blood, and with your life
and your faithful words
were not adopted to save your country. Your integrity, your innocence, your steadfastness your fire-like patriotic fervor fed generations of people the rolling turbid current could not submerge the flame of your life
A dazzling haze
rises up from the Miluo River
across the long sky
shines in the hearts of the people forever
The Dragon Boat Festival commemorates the recitation of Qu Yuan's poems Part 4Miluo River
Miluo River flows backwards
Toward Su Dongpo
Toward Li Bai
Toward Sima Qian
And finally it flows back to Qu Yuan's feet
Who else was there before Qu Yuan?
I don't know. Before Qu Yuan, Miluo River had no name
Even if it did have a name, not many people knew it
I watched it
flow from a new poem to an ancient poem
over a mountain to a Song poem
over another mountain to a Tang poem
The fog was so heavy that it probably got lost in the Historical Records
It took a very big turn.
It took a big turn
before it flowed back into the Book of Chu
The river was getting clearer and clearer
I could wash the red tassels from my hat
I was walking towards Miluo River
but the river kept going backwards
and leading me to the Warring States
where there were old acquaintances of the poet standing at the top of the stream
closer and closer to me. The poet, getting closer and closer to me
I saw on his hat
a red tassel like mine
freshly washed
In the Chu dialect, Miluo River flows backwards
getting harder and harder to understand