Poetry reading composition 1 Spring is the most beautiful season. Today, our class 4 students went to Beiqu Road Park for an outing and held a poetry recitation about spring.
On the way from the city to Luyuan, we welcomed the cool spring breeze, enjoyed the beautiful scenery and recited ancient poems about spring, which made us feel very comfortable.
After arriving at the Green Garden, we enjoyed the most beautiful scenery in spring: there were pink magnolia flowers dancing like Princess Magnolia; The yellow winter jasmine, like a beautiful girl, is announcing the arrival of spring; Pink peach blossoms, like delicate little girls, are absorbing nutrients from the earth ... At this time, the teacher asked us to form a big circle and let the students recite in the middle of the circle. Everyone was in high spirits when the students read aloud. At this time, the students found that there was a rainbow on the water sprayed by the spray column watering the trees, which added a beautiful scenery to our reading club. Finally, it was my turn and Shi Xinyi's turn to recite the modern poem "Seeking Spring". Standing in the middle, I was a little scared, but when I saw such beautiful scenery, I read aloud ... idioms solitaire and other games had a good time ... Then, after school, I reluctantly left this beautiful park-Luyuan.
Finally, I ask you to remember that spring is the most energetic season. Don't forget that a year's plan lies in spring and a day's plan lies in the morning. We should study hard!
Last Friday, the teacher said that there would be a poetry reading. Everyone is very excited. Get ready at once. The teacher also said: "When reciting poems, you should not look at the book, but recite them by yourself." I thought: come on, it's not bad to get a progress award. So I prepared it casually.
In the afternoon, everyone entered the classroom excitedly, and I was no exception. But at first, my heart turned upside down.
First of all, Liang Dong came to the stage to recite. His poem was Bees. I saw him standing on the platform with a big smile on his face. At first glance, I knew that he was fully prepared. I saw him recite poems and do actions with his hands, which made us laugh.
When it was time for Chen, Chen stepped onto the platform, but he got off to a bad start and forgot his lines before he started reciting them. Then he smiled from ear to ear, as if someone had ordered him. We laughed too. I finally stopped laughing, but I forgot to laugh in the middle of my back. I don't know how many times I laughed before I finished reciting it.
The funniest recitation is of course Chen Shuyang's recitation. While reciting, he made all kinds of exaggerated movements. We laughed and leaned back and forth.
When it was my turn, I pretended to be calm, but I was really nervous. What a pity if you have a bad back.
When I started to recite, I found that I was more fluent and emotional than usual. When I finished reciting, there was a burst of applause below.
When I started voting, I broke out in a cold sweat, because I was also a humble person in my class, and I was afraid that I wouldn't even get the progress prize. But all this is beyond my expectation. I miraculously won the first prize. I jumped three feet for joy.
At this poetry reading, I learned a truth: anything can happen as long as you work hard.
Today is a special day. Why is it special? That's because today is1February 3 1 day, which is the last day of 20xx. In order to commemorate this festival, our class will hold a poetry recital.
The teacher also said that everyone should prepare a poem or poem, and it should be accompanied by music, not more than three minutes. And everyone can draw a lottery after delivery. I prepared Winter (a poem) and played a piano song: The river flows in your body. We all want to decorate the classroom this afternoon. However, if you want to decorate the classroom, first, you must go at the earliest, and second, you must bring a pump and many balloons. Yu Jingyi, a classmate in our class, wanted to use mine because she couldn't find a good tune, so we both used a tune.
In the afternoon, after I went, I saw that my classmates were so busy, and I got busy with them. Some students are playing with balloons, some are blowing balloons, and some are sticking balloons. They are all very happy! Teacher Mu also asked us to write the names of the poems to be recited and our own names on a piece of paper and give them to Liu Zhanqun.
The new year's poetry recital is about to begin, and all the students in our class are cheering and jumping for joy. The crowded classroom is packed. Next, the game begins. The first player was Yue Zhiyuan, who recited Mink Head. The music he plays is Lin Hai's pipa, which is very nice. All the students in our class are immersed in the poems he recited. One classmate after another went up, and I thought, why can't I come? I waited and waited, and finally it was my turn.
I was very excited at first, but after a while, I felt the sound getting smaller and smaller. How can you hear it when it's too small? So, I turned it up a little. After the performance, I will go to the lottery. I'm still thinking to myself: don't smoke men, you must smoke good-looking. Sure enough, I drew a big bear and held a little bear, which was quite cute.
The poetry recital ended successfully, and I was still in the middle of the venue, unwilling to leave for a long time! ! !
Poetry recitation composition 4 Ding Ding:
Hello! Have you been nervous about your studies recently? We held a reading party this Friday. Let me benefit a lot, I not only realized the broad feelings of the Yellow River and the Yangtze River, but also let me exercise myself in participation.
When the teacher announced the beginning of recitation, Gou Yiman, Li Ruixin, Zhou Xintong and Lin Jiahui were the first to play. They sang "Listen to the Yellow River", which was really great. Their voices and feelings are full of emotion, and their intonation is sometimes high and sometimes low, sometimes calm and sometimes excited. Coupled with the music accompaniment of "Tintin Dongdong", it seems that we are on the bank of the Yellow River, listening to its sound, as if we saw it surging down ... This reminds me of the scene of "Wan Ren, an isolated city among the mountains and white clouds of the Yellow River".
The second player is Tao Yifei. She walked up to the podium in high spirits, bowed politely and began to recite. She recited Li Bai's Into the Wine. "Don't you see how the water of the Yellow River flows down from the sky …" Her voice is loud and passionate, as if to show us the choppy appearance of the Yellow River; I admire her strong reading ability and strong language appeal.
It's my turn I went on stage with Song Ziyi with a feeling of anxiety. My heart is racing, my head is empty and my facial expression is stiff. The two recited Song of the Yangtze River one by one. Maybe we are too nervous. We made a mistake when reciting, but we didn't drop out of school because of it, but persisted. When we finished reciting, the class applauded and I was relieved. Alas, I should exercise my reciting ability more in the future. I think it is good for me to enter the society in the future.
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Poetry recitation composition 5 "Hello, everyone, the topic of my speech today is ……" In the second comprehensive class in the afternoon, our class held a recitation, which was very interesting!
As soon as the class began, Mr. Chen announced, "Today, we will have a book club." All the students cheered and quickly threw themselves into nervous preparations. Some open the book "I recite something a day" and read it aloud for fear of forgetting to recite the words when I first came to power; Some recite rhythmically, but they don't forget to add some gestures, which is quite like reciting; Some look around and search for what the students around them are doing; Others are thinking about what gestures to add when reciting, and they are still muttering something. In short, the classroom is full of noise.
"Ok, now start to draw the student number and go to the stage to read it." Teacher Chen's words broke the noisy classroom. I suddenly became nervous, my heart was in my throat, and I jumped like a small drum, which can be described as "fifteen buckets of water-seven ups and downs", and my mind was in chaos. I had to cheer myself up: Come on, it's okay, just studying, what's there to be afraid of! The students began to recite on stage one after another, and some of them were eloquent and cadenced, winning everyone's applause; Some people just came to power with a blank face and were at a loss, so we had to pity them; Everyone else recited well, but suddenly it got stuck, so we had to remind them desperately below. The most interesting thing is Wang Xinzhu. When teacher Chen called her student number, she was flushed and whispered, "Hello everyone, the topic I recited today is broken chapters." However, at this critical moment, it's not just a brain short circuit or something. Suddenly, she couldn't remember the lyrics, so she tilted her head and scratched her head. I don't know whether it is for myself or for teacher Chen. She gently asked, "How did you recite the first sentence?" We're in a hurry down there. Let's try to remind Wang Xinzhu that he has recovered and recited fluently. She finished reciting and hurried downstairs without even saying thank you. On the way, she suddenly returned to the podium and bowed, then confidently returned to her seat. We are already laughing our heads off down there.
Reading in my class is really interesting!
Poetry Reading Meeting Composition 6 "Tang Du Fu knows when it rains, when spring happens ..." There are waves of beautiful poetry readings on campus. Why? It turns out that our class is holding a collective recitation performance of "win-win cooperation and strong poetry". The students are very enthusiastic, so they actively participate and show their enthusiasm.
First of all, the speeches of the hosts Li Ailin and Wang Xiaoyu kicked off the whole activity, and the group leader of China drew lots to decide the reading order of each group. At that time, my heart was almost in my throat. Later, when I learned that our group was the eleventh, my hanging heart fell to the ground and I began to listen to other students recite leisurely. Some students have loud voices, and some students listen well. Every group works so hard, so hard, expecting to get a good grade and a good ranking. I'm still nervous, and my heart is beating faster and faster unconsciously. "This is the eleventh group, and the first group is ready." With the host's words, my heart beat faster. After we lined up in the corridor, we became familiar with the poem and went up. Somehow, after 75 pairs of eyes full of hope and longing suddenly focused on me, I calmed down and had the courage to read and recite boldly. That kind of invisible courage has been encouraging me to walk off the platform, and I suddenly feel that standing on the platform is not as difficult as I thought. I am very happy, I am very happy, because although it is not the first time to stand there, I have never felt so relaxed.
The final score pushed the program to a climax, and the students all had the same expectation, excitement and excitement. Although the results have not been announced, although the students left their seats with questions, they are still very happy.
This is really a meaningful poetry reading!
Today, the teacher announced good news to us: "Students, in order to better understand the charm of poetry, you should find some poems at noon or at night. Tomorrow we will have a poetry reading! " "As soon as the voice fell, the whole class began to talk about it:" Hey, what do you think this recital is like? "How will this poetry reading be held? ……
At night, I have been curious for a long time and can't sleep. "What will this poetry reading be like? What interesting things will happen at the book club? Forget it. Have a good sleep and you'll know tomorrow.
The next day, I came to the classroom early. At first glance, the students are holding the back of the book "300 Tang Poems", which is varied. As soon as I arrived at the position, the teacher came in and said, "Let's talk about the rules of reciting first: add 1 minute to recite first, 2 minutes to recite, and 3 minutes to recite modern poetry." Poetry reading, now! ""four words. The students immediately sat down in their seats. "Who will come first?" The teacher said that not many students raised their hands because it was the first time. Well, Wu Wanling came first. She recited a Tang poem ... followed by Li Weijie and Chen Guoqiang. The atmosphere of the whole recital was brought to a climax, and more and more people raised their hands. But sometimes there are some shortcomings. "unfair! Teacher, it's unfair that you only invite the third group and not our group! " Chen Guoqiang suddenly shouted. Other students listened and shouted "unfair!" Yes, the teacher only invited the third group, but not our group. That's what I thought after listening to it. While the students were still arguing, "Ding, Ding, Ding." The bell rang without any worries, and the teacher said helplessly, "Well, because of the time, the recitation is over!" " "The students suddenly frustrated like deflated balloons. So the recital ended. ...
Through this recitation, we not only learned a lot of poetry, but also learned the classification of poetry, which is more helpful for us to learn poetry and collected a lot of stories about poetry. More importantly, we learned to write our own poems. I suggest holding more such recitations in the future, because poetry can affect our lives!
Today, under the organization of the teacher, our class held a special poetry reading meeting in the second quarter of the afternoon. We made full preparations early and sat neatly in the classroom, waiting for the arrival of the teacher.
Class begins, and the poetry recitation begins! Poetry reading can be divided into group reading and individual reading. The first group is Xiao Ai, the monitor, Tia Xiao for mathematics and Xiao Dong for English. They stood neatly in a row on the podium, reciting China Youth. Their beautiful recitation and neat movements made a "good start" for the poetry reading in our class. Finally, they got the highest score given by the teacher-92 points. The second group of students recited Long song, with 86 points. ......
Two of my good friends came to the stage, and Xiao Shuo recited a poem-The Wind. Xiaoshuo has a loud voice and was evaluated by the teacher with 82 points. Next is Xiao Ting. Xiao Ting recited a song "Don't Be a Big Boy", and his unique action earned him 82 points. There are good things and there must be bad things. Huang Zi and Du Ming in our class dragged their feet on the stage. They must be unprepared for reciting "Langtaosha". They pulled each other's skirts and said, "You go first, you read first." I finally finished reading this poem at a super-fast speed.
It's my turn! It's my turn! My deskmate and I formed a group. We went on stage, introduced ourselves to our classmates and began to recite. What we recited was "Summer quatrains". We had a good rehearsal before, but maybe because I was too nervous, I actually read "Life as a Talent" as "People as a Talent". I'm ashamed. I really want to find a hole to drill down.
This unique poetry reading club has given me a deeper understanding of reading poetry, so I want to accumulate more poems.
Poetry recitation composition 9 "Dear students, the long-awaited poetry recitation officially begins!" With the order of the monitor Dandan, we clapped our hands excitedly, and the loud noise almost overturned the roof. Recently, we found a lot of "treasures" in the ocean of poetry, so the teacher deliberately "borrowed" a class time from us and held this unique poetry recital.
"First of all, we invited Liu Xin to bring us Mao Zedong's famous poem" The Seven Laws Long March "."Pop ",a burst of warm applause, Liu Xin straightened up and stood confidently on the stage like a proud princess. "The Red Army is not afraid of expeditions ..." Liu Xin was born with a golden voice. Her sweet voice was accompanied by the deep music behind her, and the scene of the Red Army wading through mountains and rivers seemed to float before our eyes.
"Thank you Liu Xin's recitation. Let's invite Yu Long to bring us his own poem, Mr. Pig, with warm applause. " As soon as the voice fell, the classroom exploded like a pot, and all kinds of' laughter' broke out instantly, urging him to read his masterpiece quickly. The teacher on the side also smiled.
"Oh, dear Mr. Pig, what a poor memory you have! We only met yesterday, but today you forgot me ... "Yu Long is really a" pistachio "in our class. I saw him reading clearly and clearly, while reaching out and waving, and his head was bit by bit like a chicken pecking rice. How funny! We all laughed from ear to ear. "I have finished reciting the poem, thank you!" "Pa pa" a thunderous applause. ...
Poetry recitation continues, and songs and laughter are still echoing in the small classroom. ...
Poetry reading composition 10 There are many unforgettable things in my heart. See the sea for the first time, jump happily, get on the plane for the first time, climb the mountain for the first time. But one thing is deeply engraved in my mind, and I can't erase it, and I can't erase it. Just like magic.
One day, Mr. Hu announced in the classroom that he would hold a "Jinbo" children's poetry reading meeting. At that time, I was happy to think that this was a performance there. Will Mr. Hu let me go? Some students have nervous faces, some students are excited to study now, some students think about it, and so on
Teacher Hu made me smile at my back. Since Mr. Hu gave me this task, I have to read and recite this poem after finishing my homework every night. When I was reading and reciting, I felt the rhythmic beauty of this poem, as beautiful as a fairy.
On Thursday afternoon, we went to the Cultural Palace to rehearse. At half past two, like soldiers, we stood neatly waiting for Mr. Hu's arrival. Mr. Hu is here. Take us in and arrange our seats. We looked at more than 300 seats and a big and wide stage. I wish there were lights. At the beginning of the rehearsal, I recited the nature article. I was nervous and excited when I went up. I was applauded loudly when I recited the last sentence.
During the official performance, colorful lights shone on the stage, and I was both nervous and excited. We don't know that at the beginning, a fraternity played the song "City in the Sky" on his guitar. After the song was sung, the audience applauded and the voice was still loud. When Zhu Huiya came on stage, her beautiful voice made us walk into a beautiful picture. When it was my turn to play, my legs trembled slightly and I strode to the center of the stage. In the center of the stage, facing the audience, I recited my poem fluently. When I was writing a poem in the north, there seemed to be a beautiful picture in front of me. I felt good and not nervous. When I finished reciting it, the audience applauded warmly and my heart jumped with joy.
Since Mr. Hu organized this activity, I have fallen in love with writing, reciting and reading poems.
Poetry Reading Composition 1 1 Today, our class held an activity in Unit 6 of Chinese-poetry reading. It, just under our expectation, came quietly.
Before class, I took out a poem I copied carefully last night and began to recite it over and over again. Even my deskmate was shocked and infected by my diligence.
"Damn ... make me suffer from hell ... bang ..." The bell rang mercilessly in my reading voice. I had to put away my notebook and wait for the teacher to come.
"Now I declare: The poetry recitation will officially begin!" After the teacher's words, the whole class was basically boiling up, and even I couldn't help shouting with the whole class.
"Quiet, quiet, whoever I point to next will recite the poem you prepared on the podium!" The whole class suddenly became silent. Hehe, the teacher's words make us boil, and another word makes us quiet. What a coup!
Teacher "No.36" took advantage of our inattention and began to call the roll. The man who was found looked unhappy. Obviously, he is not ready, and I can't help secretly rejoicing.
Blink of an eye, most people went up to recite it one after another, but I still missed the draw, alas! why ...
When I was distracted, I was suddenly shaken by my deskmate, and this just came to my mind. The next second I burst out laughing. It turned out that my deskmate was just reminding me to listen carefully to a very funny poem-the words of mosquitoes.
"Damn ... make me suffer from hell ... bang ..." The bell rang in our laughter, which meant that the recital was over. But I still haven't been noticed by the teacher! I'm starting to hate this ringtone!
This poem recitation slipped away under our noses, so I have to look forward to the next recitation!
What is poetry? Poetry is a street lamp, illuminating our direction; Poetry is a boundless sea, from which treasures can be excavated; Poetry is a key that can help us open the door to knowledge. Today, there is a poetry reading in our class. Come and have a look with me!
After Lin Yicheng briefly described the rules of recitation, we began.
First of all, Bing Wang, Wang Zheyu and others read the poem "Little Bridge". After reading it, my mind seemed to see the little bridge where the author walked back to his hometown. What a sweet picture! Author Jin Bo expressed his nostalgia for his hometown in beautiful language, which is the charm of poetry!
Next, it's our group's turn, and my heart is always uneasy, just like fifteen buckets of water-up and down. Because I am not good at reading, I often can't read my feelings. We walked to the front of the platform, lined up and began to recite "Night, Entering the Forest". Soon, it was my turn. At this time, my heart suddenly calmed down a lot. When I read that their life is very difficult, I can see the picture of bobcats and their children starving and freezing in the cave. They are really a one-dollar dish-two baskets (difficult)! When I read that I had to run around in the dark, I seemed to see bobcats looking for food in garbage dumps and streets again. They are really poor and great! When we read it, it seems that we have walked into poetry and painting, as if a quiet and beautiful forest appeared in front of my eyes. Finally finished reading, the whole class sounded an avalanche of applause. ...
It's time to read China Youth. We all stood up, and these words, which were originally difficult to read, are now flowing like clouds. We finished reciting the poem in a high and proud voice.
It's finally time to read the first prize. Listening to their poems, I seem to have entered the world of poetry. I am intoxicated by beautiful sentences and beautiful language. Those rhetorical devices are even more beautiful when added to poetry.
Poetry can not only make people feel relaxed and happy in Zhi Tao, but also feel the charm of poetry!
Poetry reading composition class 13 is very lively. ...
The students are all preparing for poetry reading, and I am not willing to lag behind. I soon formed a combination with others and practiced again and again. I feel emotional every time, but I am always afraid that I will be too nervous to forget my words when I go on stage.
I clenched my fist, my hands were wet and sweat ran down my cheeks. There are several groups in front of me, all of which are very powerful. Not only do they read aloud, but their imagination and actions make people laugh at a glance. This is unexpected, and it will be our turn soon. My heart began to beat faster, and my heart almost jumped into my throat. I was carrying a small rabbit in my heart, which kept bumping and hanging. The group in front of us has already read it aloud. It's our group's turn. The person in front has said it's my turn. I tried to ask a question in my mind. Suddenly I mispronounced a word, and suddenly my brain went blank. The person next to me touched my hand. In order not to remain silent, I had to bite the bullet and continue reading. I finally got through it, and my intestines are going to regret it. What should I do? This is the whole process.
I am amazed by the performance of the following groups. I laughed so hard that my stomach hurt. Charming ancient poems are "lifelike" and interesting children's poems interpreted by students. The students made great efforts to interpret the children's poems vividly. Finally, we left all the good times of that moment in the group photo.
This is really a vivid, worrying and solemn poetry recital.
Poetry recitation composition 14 An unforgettable poetry contest is sunny today. The seventh children's poetry recitation contest of "Niu Jinzhai Cup" in Shantou City was held grandly by the fountain of Overseas Chinese Park. The game won't start until 2 pm. I entered the Overseas Chinese Park an hour early, thinking I was early. However, as soon as they arrive at the place, many parents make up their children, and some parents talk endlessly about giving their children pre-competition guidance. The serious lineup makes me feel that it is not the children who want to play, but the parents who want to play. At two o'clock in the afternoon, the game began in people's eager anticipation.
Every player played his best on the stage, and I admire his standard pronunciation and sincere feelings. Among the contestants, the youngest is a kindergarten child. For this competition, she should have made careful preparations. I saw her calm and confident on the stage. When she read aloud, she shook her head and sang rhythmically, which won warm applause from the audience. What attracted me most in this competition was the program "Dialogue between Poetry and Books". I saw Chen skillfully playing "Mountain Flowing Water", and the melodious piano sound reminded me of Bai Juyi's "Pipa Travel": big strings are humming like rain, and small strings are like secret words. Humming, whispering-and then mixing together, like pouring large and small pearls into a plate of jade. Accompanied by this melodious piano sound, Zheng He, two students in the calligraphy class, splashed ink on the paper and wrote a couplet on the spot: Children sing a new special zone and enjoy a new life.
The majestic Chinese characters made the audience feel an uproar. The young host is in charge of reciting poems. The poem "Shantou, My Hometown" she recited was written by President Niu Jinzhai Yang himself! After more than two hours of fierce competition, * * * selected a grand prize, two first prizes, five second prizes and thirty-nine third prizes, as well as a best typhoon award, a best potential award and a best image award.
These winners not only won rich prizes, but also took photos with the hosts of radio and TV stations as a souvenir, which is really enviable!
What is poetry? Poetry is a street lamp, illuminating our direction; Poetry is a boundless sea, from which "treasure" can be excavated; Poetry is a key that can help us open the door to knowledge. At a class meeting on Monday, our class held a poetry recital in the form of a group.
First, the third group came on stage, and I saw Zen Zhi and them standing neatly on the podium. Can Zhi read aloud with his head held high: "Three rivers in Wan Li enter the sea, and five thousand mountains climb skyscrapers. Adherents shed tears in Chen Hu, and looked south at Julian Waghann for another year ... "Then the people in their group began to recite one by one, and after the recitation, applause broke out.
Then it was our group's turn, and I was always uneasy, because I was the worst reader and often couldn't understand my feelings. We walked to the front of the platform, lined up and began to recite Ode to the Yellow River. At this time, my heart suddenly calmed down a lot, so I began to read aloud. ...
"I stood at the top of the mountain and watched the Yellow River rolling eastward ..."
When we finished our speech, the whole class burst into an avalanche of applause.
The seventh group is the best in our group.
I saw them standing on the podium with answers, what a loud voice, what a cadence reading, and the whole class suddenly sounded an avalanche of applause, which lasted for a long time. They speak faster or slower. When they accelerated, I felt the majestic power of the Yellow River. When they slowed down, I felt the tranquility of the Yellow River. Almost all the students present were attracted by their emotional voices and felt the overwhelming and magnificent power of the Yellow River and its nurturing grace to us.
I benefited a lot from this recitation, which not only exercised me, improved my expression ability and enhanced my self-confidence ... but also made me understand that the Yangtze River and the Yellow River are the mother rivers of our Chinese nation. They have brought up generations of China people and made immortal masterpieces for our Chinese nation. We should protect and love them, so that they will always be the pride of our Chinese nation.