On the afternoon of June 30th, 2009, 65438+February 30th, 2009, our school held a singing contest with the theme of "Red Classics Handed Down from Generation to Generation".
That day, the students came to the playground to watch the singing competition, and the parents who like to join in the fun also came in.
The performance has already started. The first program is our third grade poetry reading-I love you, China! We are dressed neatly, which makes us look particularly energetic in the winter sunshine. We are like Bai Mei in full bloom in winter, and the sonorous music starts slowly: "When the bright sunshine jumps out of the blue waves in your East China Sea …" The students are full of emotion and intonation with the music.
The students' reciting sounds echoed in my ears, reminding me of the training I received during this period. It was half a month ago that I was told by my teacher to represent the third grade group in the singing competition held by the school. Students come from all classes, from strangers to tacit cooperation, how much effort we have paid! And I, as one of the reciters, certainly showed no weakness. Every noon, I hurried home and hurried back to school after dinner. Several times, I was late. Although the teacher didn't criticize me, I was still embarrassed. After repeated practice at home, we finally met the teacher's requirements.
"We love you-China!" At the end of the recitation, we marched off the rostrum neatly, and thunderous applause rang out behind us.
A few days later, the news came that our poetry reading won the excellent performance award. I think we are very happy and proud. We won the honor for the third grade!