Classical Presiding Speech at Poetry Reading 1 (Admission Music)
prologue
M: It's not March when the grass grows and the warbler flies, so there is no vigorous vitality to strive for spring. W: It's not a hot summer, so I lost my enthusiasm for the scorching sun.
M: But it was a fruitful autumn. I enjoyed the magnificent picture of fish in the shallow bottom and eagle in the sky. Female: the shadow of the idle cloud pool is long, and things have changed for a few years.
M: Tonight, we will have an autumn poetry recital hosted by junior high school and hosted by junior high school Chinese teaching and research group.
greeting
M: Dear leaders, distinguished guests.
Woman: Dear teachers.
M: Hello, classmates!
H: Good evening! (Bowing)
Welcome to visit!
W: Thank you for your participation!
M: First of all, please allow me to introduce the leaders and judges of today's talent show. They are-
C. exhibition articles.
B: Today, we gather together to enjoy the joy brought by poetry and enjoy this wonderful time.
A: Today, we gather here and walk into poetry and painting together.
Today, we gather here to open your heart and release your passion.
A: Today, we are gathered here, which will become an ocean of poetry and make happiness resound through the sky.
Today, we are gathered here to celebrate our great motherland.
A: Today, we are gathered here to celebrate our flying youth.
Today, we gather here to celebrate our beautiful school.
Ode to youth on the second day of grade three
Youth is a book that is too hasty, and it has turned a page before it is refined. In my eyes, youth is the freedom of fishing in shallow water, the joy of birds singing in the branches, the courage of eagles to hit the blue sky directly, and the heroism of Machi wilderness. Please enjoy the recitation of Ode to Youth by Class 3, Grade 2.
I am very proud. I come from China, Class 6, Grade 2.
As China people, we are all very proud. We have a long history and splendid culture. This pride and pride have been deeply rooted in the hearts of everyone in China. Next, we will enjoy the music poem "I am proud, I am from China" brought by Class 26, Grade 26.
Grade three & gt
Sighing that Mao Zedong's early ci was as low as a cloud, only looking at the mountains and rivers, and looking at the clouds today, he was endowed with lofty aspirations. Next, please ask the third grade students to bring us a recitation & gt
Ode to the Yellow River in Class Six, Grade One.
Dear teachers and classmates, the vast and magnificent Yellow River is endless, which has nurtured generations of hardworking and brave sons and daughters of the Yellow River. She is the soul of the Chinese nation! She is our mother river. Throughout the ages, many people in China have praised her affectionately. Please listen to the hymn of the Yellow River spirit.
Please enjoy the poem Ode to the Yellow River brought to us by Class 6, Grade 1.
Class 4, Class 2, Grade 2, Grade 2 recited the string words "Towards Your Tomorrow"
Man: The surging river can't drown the vast soul of China;
Female: The towering Kunlun Mountain can't lock up the bursts of Chinese style.
M: Looking back at history, my heart is surging.
W: Looking ahead, our blood is boiling.
M: We bless you with beautiful poems, my motherland!
W: Please enjoy the poem recitation "Towards Your Tomorrow" brought by Class Two and Class Four in Grade Eight.
Class 3, Grade 1, Affiliated Middle School.
Man: If the grass has no dew, it will never enjoy the happiness of growing up.
W: If there are no stars in the sky, people will lose their navigation marks.
Man: If there is no gardener in the garden, it is just a barren land.
Woman: Teachers are sweet nectar. She makes the grass grow sturdily.
The teacher is a shining star. She showed us the way.
Woman: The teacher is a diligent gardener. She turned the barren land into a beautiful garden.
Please enjoy the poem "Love in Middle School" brought by Class 3, Grade 1, Senior High School.
Class 1, Grade 2.
With lofty ideals and lofty ambitions, we young people are destined to achieve great success in the future. Chairman Mao once said: The world is yours and ours, but in the final analysis, it is yours. Young people are full of vigor and vitality, like the sun at eight or nine o'clock in the morning. The prosperity of the motherland depends on you. ? Please listen to the students in Class One, Grade Two recite young chinese for us.
Class 5, Grade 2:
Youth is like a dream, and years are like songs. If time has not disappeared, how can we get it back? Youth is an indelible episode in life, is this doomed? Extraordinary? Yes We need to interpret it with heart and wisdom, and we need to enrich it with courage and self-confidence. Let's pack up and play songs all the way! Please listen to the poetry recitation brought by class five, grade two: the dream of youth, the flying of passion.
Class 8, Grade 1, Junior High School
Program name: Yuan Chuang's poem "Building a Dream for Ming"
Crosstalk: There is such a group of people who embrace their dreams with the tenacity of eagles and stare at the future with their eyes at night. They know how to wait and how to endure. In the foreseeable future. Please enjoy Yuan Chuang's poem "Dream for the Light" in Class 8, Grade 1.
The first day 1 class will be served with wine.
There was such a poet in the history of ancient poetry. He fell into the world like a star, and the light was too dazzling to face. He is conceited. Go out laughing, are we Artemisia people? He's lonely. Until I raised my cup, I asked Mingyue, how about three people? He has an open mind. Five flowers, a thousand gold robes, a son will change wine? Next, please listen to the poem "Into the Wine" brought by Grade One 1 Class. 》
Songs dedicated to the motherland by Class Five, Grade One.
I love you, China, Class 7, Grade 1.
You are a cock with your head held high, awakening the silence of the dawn, you are a soaring dragon, holding up the situation of the times, you are a magnificent lion, dancing the glory of China, you are the origin of human wisdom and igniting the spark of civilization. Motherland, your beautiful motherland is my pride; Motherland, your splendid culture is my pride; Motherland, your surging waves are my love. Please enjoy: I Love You China brought by Class 7, Grade 1.
Class 2, Grade 1 "Water Transfer"
A bright moon in the sky, reading how many vicissitudes of life in the world; There are so many joys and sorrows in the world, and how many joys and sorrows have been tasted! Su Shi's Mink's Head bears the endless pride and hatred of the world through the bright moon. So when we get together with our relatives and friends under the moon, we recite it; We also recite it when we miss our relatives in our hometown in other places. Next, please enjoy the "Water Tune" brought by Class One and Two in Senior High School.
conclusion
Poetry recitation classic host 2: Good afternoon, teachers, parents and classmates!
M: In the warm sunshine in summer, we get together and hold a poetry reading in class.
W: Today, we are here, enjoying the joy brought by poetry and enjoying this wonderful time.
M: Today, we are here, walking into poetry and painting together.
W: Today, we are here to open your heart and release your passion.
M: Today, we are here, which will become an ocean of poetry and make happiness resound through the sky.
W: Poetry is the crystallization of our efforts in ancient and modern times. Under the illumination of this aura, generation after generation has thrived.
M: Throughout the ages, Tang poetry, Song lyrics and Yuan songs have filled every corner around us. Improve cultural accomplishment and purify the soul.
Together: Now let's immerse ourselves in the cultural and artistic circle of lyrics and songs.
Let's enjoy Jiang Jianfeng's poem The Wandering Son.
Female: Someone commented on Xu Zhimo and said, You can't imitate it if you want. Others walk on two legs, but he flies with wings. Next, please enjoy Wang Yiran's Farewell to Cambridge.
Man:? Stone? In our eyes, it is just toys and tools, but this little barren woman is different. Please enjoy The Little Rock Girl brought by Wang Hu Xinle.
Woman: In winter, snow falls from the sky. What beautiful snow! Next, please enjoy Ye Xinyao's If I Were a Snowflake.
W: There is a song that we can never tire of singing, and there is a love that we have passed down from generation to generation. This song is the most beautiful note and this love is the greatest love in the world. Even if we sing all the songs, it is difficult to express our love and gratitude to her. Next, please enjoy "Motherly Love" brought by Hou Jiali.
M: I'm seven years old now. I can help my mother rub her back. I will help my father to serve tea. I will pick vegetables for my grandmother. I also know a lot. Mom and dad are old. Please don't call me child. Please listen to the poem "Don't call me little" brought by Li Tianwei.
W: If I were a bird, I would fly in the sky. If I were a fish, I could swim in the sea. Please enjoy "If I Were" recited by Deng.
Man: Where is spring? Spring is in the blooming flowers, and spring is in the green Woods. Please enjoy the news of spring brought by Chai Yuan.
W: From the text Children Count Stars, we know that as long as we observe carefully and use our brains, we will make new discoveries. Please enjoy the stars brought by Deng Yaxin.
M: We all like origami. Have you ever folded a paper boat? Now let's fold paper boats with Zhang Handan.
W: The beaches, shells and sea water make up a beautiful sea view. Let's go to the seaside with Zhang Wei! Please enjoy the seaside.
M: I always think that youth is a fire, glorious and enthusiastic.
W: I always think that youth is a picture, colorful and warm as spring.
M: I learned later that youth is a beautiful spring.
W: I learned later that youth is a crescent moon, bright and cold.
M: Youth is a poem, and every word is unforgettable.
Female: Youth is a poem, which is repeated a thousand times in one sentence.
M: Poetry is an endless sea. Facing it, you can see the spring blossoms from a distance.
W: Poetry is an endless sky. Looking up, you can find the traces of birds.
M: When poetry is planted in the campus, the campus is the humanistic capital to guide the country and inspire writing inspiration.
W: If poems are planted on campus, the campus will be a paradise on earth where colorful flowers, birds, fish and insects sing.
Let's be friends with poetry, walk with poetry and wander in the ocean of poetry. This is the end of poetry reading.
Thank you!
Classic Presiding Speaker of Poetry Recitation 3 Division: The most important thing is that books can reach far.
Health: My mind is full of poems and books.
Teacher: Dear parents.
Student: Dear students.
H: Good morning, everyone!
Teacher: Swallows in the south fly in the vast sky, sowing in the soil in spring, with stories of soil and gibberish of rejuvenation.
Health: Affectionate spring, flowing with nature's heart songs and expectations, excavating seasonal worries and gestating thousands of flowers.
Teacher: When the fragrance of flowers in May floats all over the campus, when the warm spring breeze blows through my ears.
Health: Are we welcome? Let the book overflow four classes? Poetic fragrance? Poetry recital.
Teacher: Today, we gather here to open our hearts and release our passion.
Health: Today, we are gathered here, wandering in the ocean of poetry, and let happiness resound through the sky.
Teacher: Today, we gather here and walk into poetry together.
Health: Today, we gather here and feel the shock of poetry to our hearts.
He: The first Sunshine Class 4? Let the book overflow four classes? Poetic fragrance? The poetry recital begins now!
Student: Please prepare the contestants and parents.
Please welcome Guo Jinzhuo of 1. His poem is What Color is Love. Please ask contestant No.2 Yu Qianya to prepare.
Please welcome contestant number two Yu Qianya. His poem is red dragonfly. Please ask contestant No.3 Sita to prepare for the students.
Please welcome No.3 contestant Sita to your classmates. His poem is "I am a happy bird". Please get ready for contestant No.4 Liang Zhongyu.
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Conclusion:
Teacher: A book is a heavy door. It loves everyone who knocks.
Health: In that open door, there is an inexhaustible well and a mine.
Teacher: Today, this poem we dedicate to you is just a small feather on a dress and feather. We stood in the direction where the great ancient poets stood, listening to the smoke and dust of the Tang Dynasty thousands of years ago, the sound of rain, wind and birds in the Song Dynasty?
Health: Millennium glory, Long song sighed, singing the past and the present. We are the inheritors of traditional culture, and we are the holders of cultural incense. These poems will start from our childhood and accompany us all our lives.
Teacher: In China, a land of vast expanse, each of us can compose the most beautiful music!
Student: The first session of Sunshine Class 4? Let the book overflow four classes? Poetic fragrance? This is the end of poetry reading. Let's congratulate the success of this activity with warm applause!