Now, we can proudly say: I want to make the class more exciting because of me! From the first grade, I grew up happily under the care of my class. After entering the fourth grade, I gradually found that the owner of the class group changed from a teacher to a classmate. Many things in the class need us to manage and organize. Take the class meeting as an example. In the past, the team was arranged by the class teacher, and students just had to be listeners. However, Teacher Han, uncharacteristically, gave me a major task-organizing team meetings. At that time, out of curiosity about this task, I readily promised, carefully drafted the manuscript according to the theme and steps taught by the teacher, and distributed it to the squadron committees before the team meeting. I thought it was easy, but this time I made a big mistake. Due to nervousness and unfamiliarity with the manuscript, squadron members frequently make mistakes in reading and reciting. Not only that, it was supposed to be the most wonderful interactive link, but because of the students' uncooperative, it became a big ice. I was so busy before and after running that I finally said something wrong, which was extremely embarrassing.
Originally confident, I slowly lowered my head. The keen teacher Han discovered this change and convened the squadron Committee in time. At the meeting, everyone actively offered suggestions to find out the shortcomings of the team meeting, decided to carry out hand-in-hand activities, and took the initiative to talk with students after class to understand their favorite team meeting form. Seeing that everyone is in such a high mood, confidence is once again ignited in my heart. This month, I began to actively prepare the manuscript, handed it to the squadrons several weeks in advance, and rehearsed it several times. The word "step" is gradually imprinted on my mind. What is even more gratifying is that after the hand-in-hand activities, the enthusiasm of the students was also mobilized and they offered suggestions to me. At this time, a sense of responsibility arises spontaneously, and I secretly make up my mind to make the class more exciting because of me! This month's team will be completely different from the last one under my careful arrangement and preparation. Laughter, applause and full reading sound came from time to time in our class. Even the director walked through the corridor and couldn't help but come in and have a look. After reading it, he did not forget to give a thumbs-up and said, "The team in Class Six will be really interesting!" At that moment, joy and pride flooded my face. Suddenly I feel that it is a very happy thing to make the class group more exciting because of me.
After this successful team meeting, Mr. Han promised me to organize class meetings and team meetings. I didn't complain because of the heavy task, because at this time, two big characters are shining in my heart: "Today, I am proud of my class;" Tomorrow, the whole class is proud of me! "
What should I say if the class poetry conference wins the first prize? Experience of Chinese Poetry Congress-700 words I love poetry, especially Tang poetry and Song poetry.
As soon as I have time, I will hide in the study and recite aloud, and experience Su Shi's homesickness of "I wish people would live a long time, thousands of miles away", taste Li Yu's hatred of national subjugation, and experience Li Bai's "since talent is a gift, let them find jobs!" I spun another thousand pieces of silver and they all came back! " .
In my opinion, Tang poetry is like Mount Tai, and Song poetry is like the exquisite landscape of Guilin.
This winter vacation, CCTV held the "Chinese Poetry Conference".
This program is mainly in the form of reward. The program group selected 100 experts who love ancient poetry from all over the country, including international students and ancient and rare old people. They formed a group of 100 people, challenged the contestants and the group of 100 people to listen and answer questions at the same time, and finally took the number of people who beat the group of 100 people as the score of the contestants, thus choosing the champion.
This program is really hidden dragon crouching tiger! A hundred experts are like a cloud, and the challenger has a solid foundation.
In the first program, the first contestant is a little girl named Li Shangrong.
In the first nine questions, she won many battles and defeated many adult players with 100 members. In the last question, she made a mistake because she didn't understand the meaning of "merchant girl" in the poem "merchant girl doesn't know the national subjugation and hate, but she still sang * * * flowers across the river", but she also successfully scored 124.
The players in the back are getting more and more fierce. After fierce competition, Peng Chao, a disabled person, finally won the championship.
In the competition, the judges' comments were the crowning touch, which made me benefit a lot.
I tried to answer questions synchronously with the contestants on the stage, and occasionally I could only answer a few questions correctly, which made me a "classic expert" feel ashamed.
I found many shortcomings of myself, such as the foundation of poetry is not solid enough, many poems are not well understood, and some poems have not been recited. I am a veritable "pupil" in front of them.
Therefore, I must recite more ancient poems and accumulate more, as an elder sister on the stage said, "Drinking water can quench my thirst, but drinking tea can better taste its unique fragrance, and life will be more poetic with poetry."
"Well said!" The Yellow River flows eastward and the white sun sets in the west. Sichuan and Liuguang passing by are erratic and do not treat each other.
Let's take poetry as a beacon of life and let it light up our lives! Come on! ...
Speech by the host of the class poetry recital. Urgent! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
Dear teachers and classmates, hello! With the warm sunshine in winter, we ushered in this poetry reading meeting. A: Today, we are gathered here to enjoy the joy brought by poetry and enjoy this wonderful time. B: Today, we gather here and walk into poetry and painting together. A: Today, we are gathered here to open your heart and release your * * * B: Today, we are gathered here, and here will be.
We also held an ancient poetry conference. It was a sunny day on the third day of composition. Finally, I don't have to worry about whether physical education class will be abandoned. I also spent a happy day at school.
After school, the sun is still shining and the overpass is crowded. Everyone is moving towards the bus stop at the speed of the tortoise. People waiting for the bus at the station are chirping like sparrows. Suddenly, dark clouds were gathering and the scene was silent. Just like the scene in the movie "20 12", everyone is frantically hiding under the bus stop or under someone else's umbrella. Then the heavy rain fell like a meteorite and began to destroy the earth. I flew to it.
I feel very comfortable. I feel like I'm on Noah's ark. There were too many evils outside to get up, and then I fell asleep.
Suddenly I was awakened by a deafening voice, "Next stop, Xiaotun!" I was very scared, because the meteorite kept knocking on the window. When I looked out, everyone was fully armed and ready to escape, but I was unarmed and didn't even have a basic "stone-proof" equipment. No way, the driver had stopped, so I had to drag the wet and heavy schoolbag out of the car, and a boy with nothing was driven out of the car.
It doesn't matter. I have to beat the meteor army with my speed. I started Scud mode and rushed home. I feel that this speed is already the same as the speed of light. The cold wind hit my face and the surrounding scenery suddenly disappeared. I thought, "it has been running for so long, at least a light year." Why haven't I got home yet? " At this time, my gentle home appeared in front of me, and the darkness disappeared. I finally went home.
When I entered the room and looked at my watch, I found that it took only one minute to get to my home from where I got off, but it usually took at least eight minutes to get there. The painful time has really passed for a long time. Running for a minute seems like running for ten years, but at least I got home safely and defeated the meteorite army.
I want to say that it is not easy to relive the long river of history by boat.
What captures my soul most is the sentence … When I look up, I will think of "a line of egrets going up into the sky"; Looking down, you will think, "Will there be frost already?" ; When you look at the river, you will think of "a river flowing eastward"; When the leaves wither, you will think, "I say autumn is better than spring."
I like ancient poems.
Singing a song "Good Jiangnan", the beautiful artistic conception makes people linger, I like it.
Singing a song "Although the tortoise has a long life", "Old and vigorous" comes to mind at random, which I like.
Hum an untitled, selfless dedication, candle silkworm, I like it.
In my opinion, vernacular Chinese is too monotonous and classical Chinese is too boring.
Only ancient poems, I really like them.
When you are frustrated and want to back down, think about Du Fu's words, "Reach the top, the other mountains all appear dwarfs under the sky.." Be full of blood and aim high. I appreciate it and admire it. I said I want to learn from Du Fu, and I want to understand this poem thoroughly. I am willing to work hard and strive hard. I also want to see the joy of success after the sweat of hard work! From poetry, I saw beauty, unparalleled beauty and unique beauty.
I saw the leisure of Tao Yuanming's "picking chrysanthemums under the east fence and seeing Nanshan leisurely"; I have seen Confucius' ambition to "climb Mount Tai and be small in the world"; I saw the sincerity of Li Bai's "Peach Blossom Pond is deeper than thousands of feet, not as good as Wang Lun". I saw the melancholy of Li Qingzhao's sentence that "everything is a person who is not doing anything."
In the dead of night, I appreciate ancient poems, and the bright moonlight sheds beautiful seeds. I wandered in the alley, expressing the originality of "parting, dying and giving up".
Oh, lovely ancient poems brought me into a wonderful and pleasant mood.
The trace of sunset and dusk, the trace of withered flowers and leaves, were all taken into my heart by ancient poems.
After reading it, it was engraved into my soul.
Whispering, "I am a kite with a broken line, and no one knows how to make it dissipate."
Turn into a wisp of smoke, the years will run aground, and you will brush your poems. Don't go further and further.
With the word o, I am no longer a broken string.
The wind is coming again, and my heart will not leave.
"I learned a lot from ancient poetry.
I know life can't be peaceful.
In this case, I will learn to bear it, join hands with my favorite ancient poems, and compete with the so-called fate! In my world, there is only a solitary sail, and the wind and waves are too big.
I have also fallen, and it is ancient poetry that has taught me to be strong.
"Asserting that Qingshan does not relax, the roots are broken.
After thousands of tortures and blows, it is still strong, whether it is the southeast wind or the northwest wind in winter, it can bear it and will still be tough and straight.
"I vowed to set off the most beautiful waves in my life! The future voyage will not be smooth sailing.
I have ancient poems. I will sit firmly in my boat and sail for my dream.
"High winds know the power of grass, and cold is dry.
"The grass is still strong, so I naturally shouldn't be timid.
We should all.
Ancient poetry, for you, endless words, endless feelings! ...
Ask for an 800-word composition entitled Chinese Poetry Conference, plus the previous topic, as long as I see a program about literature, I won't watch it, but I want to sleep when I see it.
Because it's boring.
Today, the teacher showed us the Chinese Poetry Conference in class. I thought it would be boring, but I didn't expect to learn a lot of poems.
For example, "there is a ray of green in the old bottle and a trace of red in the quiet stove."
""Farewell to the colorful clouds in Bai Di, and a day in Jiangling "and so on.
This program is mainly in the form of reward. The program group selected 100 experts who love ancient poetry from all over the country, including international students and ancient and rare old people. They formed a group of 100 people, challenged the contestants and the group of 100 people to listen and answer questions at the same time, and finally took the number of people who beat the group of 100 people as the score of the contestants, thus choosing the champion.
? This program is really hidden dragon crouching tiger! A hundred experts are like a cloud, and the challenger has a solid foundation.
At first, there was a poem that was well read: "An empty mountain stands on an autumn night after the rain.
The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks.
The bamboo forest is sonorous, the washerwoman returns, and the lotus leaves are swaying to get on the canoe.
Spring spring might as well give it a rest, and the autumn sun can stay on the hills for a long time.
The first challenger failed in the seventh challenge, but his score was not low, 124.
The second challenger scored 192, and the last one was more than one, but the last challenger did not surpass the last one. He was too nervous at first, so he failed at the beginning.
Seeing the efforts of these people, I want to recite more ancient poems and accumulate more, just as an elder sister on the stage said, "We drink water to live, and we drink tea to live better."
Life can't just live. In order to live better, we need poetry and distance.
"Well said! Hearing this sentence, I thought of a better one, "it's never too old to learn."
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How to write at the beginning of the composition of the class poetry competition? The exciting moment has come, because there will be a unique poetry reading contest this afternoon.
Students are scrambling to participate, no matter what poems they recite.
Huang Zilin and Guan were the first to chant. They didn't recite very well, but they just passed casually. Nevertheless, the students gave them warm applause as encouragement. I hope they will make persistent efforts and go up a storey still higher.
I was the second to play. Standing on the podium, I put my excitement behind me and silently counted one, two, three. Go! I recited Yue Fei's "Man Jiang Hong" in the Song Dynasty. I recited the word word by word, and my voice was more majestic.
After the recitation, I bowed to the audience and the judges and walked back to my seat.
I want to know what my score is. I thought to myself: alas! I hope I can get good grades.
When I saw Tang's recitation, I suddenly realized that I had made a very big mistake-I didn't move at all when I recited.
However, when I heard the title of the poem recited by Tang was My Wish, I thought of a theme song named Only Wish by a famous detective Conan, which made me feel funny.
At this time, the atmosphere on the stage is very lively, and the ways of reading are also various, sometimes causing the whole class to burst into laughter, and sometimes making the whole class feel puzzled about poetry.
This most profound poem was written by Li Dongyuan himself. The most interesting thing is that the poem is Chen Ziyuan's "There is a dog in my house", which describes an anecdote about a puppy's life and just responds to that sentence-"Poetry is among the people"; The most imaginative poem is Tang's My Wish, which reflects a little girl's longing for a better life, and at the same time makes people feel that Tang is full of expectation and enthusiasm for life.
My own recitation is still good. I hope that students will create more beautiful poems in the future, so that poems will always be with us!
The situation of poetry reading in our class at that time was 150 words. Hi! Is your group ready? ""hi! How are you going to perform! "A look at the happy atmosphere of Class Six (1) will tell that they have another' happy event'.
Sure enough, in the crisp voice of the host, "poetry reading" began! At the beginning, there is a poem "Huanxisha", and students gradually sink into the artistic conception of the poem and enter a state.
In the next performance, many students recited one classic poem after another in various forms.
Among them, the most distinctive is "Drinking" jointly recited by Mu Xiaoyi, Yang Yubin and Shu Cenjie.
Wonderful recitation, simple movements and contrast of slides-vivid ancient paintings with fantastic poems can only be described as "wonderful".
The children's poem "Moonlight Party" recited by Zhang Jingwen and Wang Qingxin is a completely different style.
Zhang Jingwen's beautiful voice like a lark tells the story.
Moon fairy, wolf, kitten, fox ... all kinds of small animals in nature gather together happily, as if bringing us into a dream.
The last summer, composed by Dong, Yu Jie and Xu Jie, was the most carefully prepared and scored the highest.
The slides on the big screen show the precious memories we left in various places before-photos, which evoke the memories of every classmate.
They waved all kinds of plants in nature, telling the past, present and future of our class with the soft voice of girls, and telling the growth process of our class.
..... The students' efforts yesterday made every program on the stage wonderful, and the word "recitation" slowly came to an end.
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In the competition, all the students are energetic and generous. Their high-pitched voices, affectionate eyes, tall and straight breasts and clenched fists won warm applause from the audience. Passionate poems express their love for the motherland and their wishes for a better future. There are ancient works and classic poems full of the flavor of the times at the recitation, and the selected poems are inspiring and moving. The applause continued throughout the venue, and the students' eloquent recitation fascinated everyone. Behind success is hardship and sweat. Only with hard work and sweat can we achieve final success and see colorful rainbows. One poem after another flowed from her mouth: "... the wind and rain send spring home, the snow flies in the spring ... until the flowers bloom, it laughs in the bushes." She recited her poems in a beautiful voice like a great poet, and her voice purified everyone's heart. After the recitation, warm applause rang out again in the classroom. The host took the program in his hand again and again and walked onto the platform. Greet one player after another with enthusiasm and joy. Time flies, and it's my turn in a blink of an eye. When the third student from group four came on stage, I suddenly felt weak and my face was burning. My heart was pounding when I watched the game. However, time flies, and the time has finally come-the host finally read my name, and it's time for me to go on stage. On the stage, I was silent and didn't know how to speak. I looked at the host-fortunately, she gave me an encouraging look. I finally spoke. The clear voice read the song "Market in the Sky" that I have practiced in front of the mirror for countless times. I recited it, and my voice suddenly became smaller. I found myself speechless when I almost recited the whole poem. My heart is beating fast, my face is getting hotter and my feet are getting softer and softer. The world seems. I stood helpless on the stage. The head teacher who was filming gave me the last sentence. In case of amnesty, I returned to my seat in dismay. My whole body trembled, my face was red, and my heart was still pounding like baking in the hot sun. The first person to step onto the platform is the monitor-Fan, who is the host. Holding a piece of paper in her hand, she said calmly and firmly, "Today, yes." The students applauded together, and the applause was as loud as the waves lapping on the coast. Everyone stared at the podium with anticipation, and everyone's face was full of * * * and pink smiles. The competition is going on in an orderly way. The students came to the stage and stepped down. Applause broke out one after another, and the laughter retreated for a while. After a silence, one poem after another flowed out of her mouth: "... wind and rain send spring back, snow brings spring to the mountains ..." It laughed in the bushes. "She recited her poems with emotion like a great poet, and her voice purified everyone's heart. After the recitation, warm applause rang out again in the classroom.
Please indicate the source? Zhou Ji wrote 600 words at the class poetry conference.