No matter in study, work or life, everyone will inevitably come into contact with some familiar poems. The poetic language is concise and vivid, and the rhythm is distinct. Then what kind of poem is a good poem? The following is a poem recitation about Children's Day that I helped you organize. Welcome to read the collection.
Children's Day Poetry Reading 1 "June Day is coming!" Everyone cheered.
Presumably, everyone has their own wishes.
I want to have toys and books.
But this is not my wish.
but
Give your family a happy surprise.
I think at the end of the semester
Let the knowledge in the brain fill the nib.
Give play to my specialty.
Let them jump to "paper"
Become the ladder for me to get the first place.
Let me go up step by step.
Knowledge is gradually increasing.
Expand your horizons step by step.
Speed up. I won the first place.
Let me go home happily.
Share happiness with your family.
Let it fill the room
Let it fill my heart with my family.
Ah, my June 1 wish
Children's Day Poetry Recitation 2 Have you ever seen the flower dance?
Is so enchanting.
Have you heard the laughter of flowers?
It's fascinating
Have you ever pursued the sweet tunes of your childhood in Song of Flowers?
Whether it's lily of the valley or lavender
Beautiful flowers surround us.
Yellow roses are eternal smiles.
Black cherry is noble and weak.
Let these beautiful flowers bring happiness.
Children's Day Poetry Reading 3 With the concern of many people, we have learned English and walked.
With the concern of many people, we began to take the first step in life.
There are always so many eyes that pay attention to us! So many! There are always so many hands to care for us! So many!
Mom, please let go of your warm hand and let me stumble along the bumpy road alone.
Dad, please let go of your loving hand and let me set foot on a solid land and make friends with all difficulties and victories.
Teacher, please let go of your caring hand. Please believe that I am brave and will not bow before any difficulties and setbacks.
I want to grow up! I want to grow up! However, what is growth? Mom said: growth is from toddler to flying high!
Dad said: When you grow up, you can learn English from Yaya! The teacher said: "growth is from a blank sheet of paper to colorful."
Oh! I see! Growth is a process of transformation! Growth is a growing experience! Growing up is a happy thing!
We acquire knowledge in the process of growing up. When we grow up, we get happiness. Today, we have grown up!
Thanks to mom and dad for giving us life. Thank the teacher for teaching us knowledge.
Thanks to our partners for letting us learn to share and bear.
Mom and Dad, we solemnly declare to you: We have grown up, please put away your tired wings, we have enough courage to resist the storm of growth!
Dear teacher, we solemnly announce to you that we have grown up! We will study hard, make progress every day and make new progress every day!
Dear parents and teachers, please rest assured that we are a small boat that has set sail and will bravely sail to the sea to meet the storm!
Children's Day 4 Poetry recitation is dedicated to happy children.
In the morning, we released a flock of white pigeons.
We released a flock of white pigeons.
On the morning of Children's Day.
The sunrise of the rising sun
Zhaoche
Countless transparent hearts
A dove flying high.
Took it.
all of us
Bless ideals, hopes and longings!
A whistle tied to a pigeon
Ring the five-star red flag
Over the rising campus.
We are heading for the solemn national flag.
Crawl in front of sb. and lean your head on sb.' s feet.
The blood and life of outstanding Chinese sons and daughters
Red flag.
Also won.
One nation, one country
Due sovereignty and respect.
The belief that the motherland is above everything else.
deep
Implanted in our hearts.
In the flaming red scarf on the chest
Chinese ethos
Get a new life
A string of singing white clouds
In the clear sky of Wan Li
Go around ...
We are like small trees, seedlings and flowers.
Grow up in ...
In the warm embrace of the motherland
In the bright classroom
We absorb the nutrition of knowledge.
On the lively playground
We let go of our childhood feelings.
In a strange network
We work hard to practice high-tech skills.
In a childlike fantasy
we
I have landed on Venus and Mercury again and again.
June 1st
Our vacation
Flowers, colorful flags, beautiful balloons
laugh
Our happy mood
But we prefer to put
Our smiling faces are like flowers.
weave
A huge wreath.
Children all over the world
* * * With elevator.
We are together.
Say goodbye to poverty
Farewell to war
Say goodbye to discrimination
Say goodbye to all evil and cruelty.
On this blue planet
Create a highly civilized global village.
I once asked the clever star,
I once asked the kind moon.
Dream on. How long is this road?
I once asked the affectionate earth,
I once asked the warm sun.
How long is the road to dreams?
Childhood is a new green leaf,
Childhood is a budding bud,
Childhood is a blue sky,
Childhood is full of beautiful dreams.
I once asked smart stars,
I once asked the kind moon;
How long is the road to dreams?
I once asked the affectionate earth,
I once asked the warm sun.
How long is the road to dreams?
Childhood is a new green leaf,
Childhood is a budding bud,
Childhood is a blue sky,
Childhood is full of beautiful dreams.
I once asked smart stars,
I once asked the kind moon;
How long is the road to dreams?
I once asked the affectionate earth,
I once asked the warm sun.
How long is the road to dreams?
I once asked smart stars,
I once asked the kind moon.
How long is the road to dreams?
I once asked the affectionate earth,
I once asked the warm sun.
How long is the road to dreams?
Childhood is a new green leaf,
Childhood is a budding bud,
Childhood is a blue sky,
Childhood is full of beautiful dreams.
I once asked smart stars,
I once asked the kind moon;
How long is the road to dreams?
I once asked the affectionate earth,
I once asked the warm sun.
How long is the road to dreams?
Childhood is a new green leaf,
Childhood is a budding bud,
Childhood is a blue sky,
Childhood is full of beautiful dreams.
I once asked smart stars,
I once asked the kind moon;
How long is the road to dreams?
I once asked the affectionate earth,
I once asked the warm sun.
How long is the road to dreams?
Poetry reading on Children's Day, 6 birds and children.
Uncle tree, mother tree,
I am happy from morning till night.
Their children are the most beautiful,
Blue, green, flowers, white, red, yellow and brown.
Their children are the liveliest,
Flying around singing songs.
Qian Qian is full of birds and children.
Love parents-in-law most.
wild goose
The blue sky holds a sports meeting,
Goose performing group calisthenics:
Put the word "one" in a line,
Straight;
Put the word "people" in a line,
Gaga.
A hundred birds clap their hands together,
The referee smiled.
The gold medal belongs to the goose,
Heaven and earth are applauding!
Peacock, this bird is beautiful, that bird is beautiful,
No one is more beautiful than a peacock.
Long feathers like jewels,
Roots like jade.
Who does peacock like?
Little sister in flowery clothes.
Singing proudly like a peacock:
We are equally beautiful!
ostrich
Let me ask you something,
Big ostrich:
You can't fly,
Light will run;
I should call you camel, horse,
You shouldn't call it an ostrich!
The ostrich said:
I have a pair of bird wings,
Birds, of course.
That day, the desert sports meeting,
I spread my wings for the long-distance running.
Camels can't catch up,
A good horse can't compete.
I won honor for birds,
Do you know that?/You know what?
Children's Day poetry reading 7 I, on white paper,
White paper-nothing,
With three crayons,
Painting one by one,
Draw three lines,
Without a ruler,
The line is crooked.
The adults said:
Red, yellow and blue,
It's three primary colors,
Three straight lines,
It symbolizes three roads.
I don't understand,
And according to your own preferences,
Draw three circles.
I want to draw the roundest picture.
I want to live in a world that will never grow up.
People are naive and kind, and don't hurt each other.
Even if you quarrel, you will make up soon.
Even if you cry, it will stop soon.
In the bedroom, in the playground, by the river.
Just like our toys.
The sky is blue and the earth is white.
Wherever you go, there are small windmills.
Little wooden horse, little flower
Show a shy smile
The world today is depressing.
I don't like it This cannot be changed.
Especially when time sends us to youth.
Step into middle age and old age
We live a hard life and enjoy it.
There is only one night every year.
Spent a little time.
There is only one night every year.
Think of distant things
Opposed to moving, eclipsed.
A poem dedicated to Children's Day on June 1st.
Buds are your years.
Wrapped in green leaves
Jiao zhi jiao
Like a smile in my sleep.
Spring is your festival.
Singing is full of your schoolbag.
Just take out a song and say it.
Jump, jump
Prosperity is your waiting.
When you can control the world.
Colorful dreams
Will come true with your creation.
Ah, you are the earliest festival of mankind.
It is also the most permanent expectation of mankind.
You are the earliest enlightenment of mankind.
This is the greatest hope of mankind.
In childhood
Most anticipated
It is the arrival of June 1 day.
Wear a white shirt
New skirt
Happy fingers
Careless caress
Colored lattice
or
Exquisite floral arrangement
Put your little feet
urgent
Put on plastic sandals
Look in the mirror
Put on a red scarf
Tie it to your chest.
What a beautiful day.
This is my festival.
This is the beginning of another summer.
my heart
This is an incubator.
A warm and clean place
every day
There will be several.
A bird that loves singing.
Take off from here
Some people sing happy songs.
Some people sing sad songs.
Some people sing about the past.
Some people sing hope.
And desire.
They can fly.
Very far away.
Sing all the way
my heart
I gave these children to me.
Nice name.
They are all called
poetic sentiment
Honey, listen to mom. ...
baby
Listen to mom say to you
You inherited my health.
My thoughts and dimples
You inherited my happiness.
My happiness and freedom.
Children's Day poetry recital, 9 adults often say
I am the rising sun in the morning
It is the blooming flower of the motherland.
I want to say ... ...
Actually, I am.
A winged elf
free flight
The wand in your hand
Showed me all the beautiful scenery in the world.
Actually, I am.
The ever-changing the Monkey King
It is unpredictable.
I use the avatar's skills
Help the weak to do justice.
Actually, I am.
The great devil in the mountains
Control the forces of nature
And a bunch of little demons
Make noise and do whatever you want.
In my world,
No pain, no trouble.
Every day is a holiday here.
Every day is June 1 day.
I like "June 1"
Because this day is unbridled air.
We live in a world full of love.
Indulge in games
I like "June 1"
Because of my mother's temper this day
Turned into marshmallows
Soft and sweet
I like "June 1"
Because she gave me a wand.
The name is-naughty.
I use it to explore the mysteries of the world.
I like "June 1"
She focused the world's attention on us.
People I know and people I don't know.
Is busy sheltering us from the wind and rain
I like "June 1"
She realized all my imaginations.
Look at the clear stream before my eyes.
Reflect kindness and justice.
Ugliness and evil have disappeared.
I like "June 1"
I love my grandparents, parents, uncles and aunts.
And my beloved teacher.
The "June 1" carefully guarded for me.
I want to speak out loud.
Thank you, I love you!
Children's Day Poetry Reading 10 We live in our own world.
A world too small for you,
Even with both hands and feet
Bend down and you can't get in.
Adult excuses.
Even if you use an analytical eye
To explore, to peep,
With a happy expression
Eavesdropping all our conversations,
You still can't find the center,
There, we dance, we play,
Life is still sleeping,
Under that closed flower,
Under the smooth eggshell,
The egg in the cup-shaped nest,
Laugh at your more distant heaven
Fade the blues.
;