Suitable for reading 6 beautiful essays in the second grade of primary school.

Lang, that is, the voice is clear and loud; Recitation, that is, recitation, is a kind of language art that uses clear and loud voice and combines various language means to perfectly express the thoughts and feelings of works. The following is my second grade recitation prose, I hope you like it.

Recite the essay 1: The sunset is beautiful. In the evening, my grandparents took me to watch the sunset. The sun has set in the west and put away its dazzling light. The sky is dark blue. The rolling western hills, covered with the afterglow of the sunset, are very magnificent.

The sun sets slowly. Its round face turned red and dyed the surrounding clouds yellow, red and purple? The sun's face turned redder. It walks gently behind the western hills, leaving its brilliant brilliance in the distant horizon. Grandpa blushed at grandma and said, what a beautiful sunset! ?

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Second grade recitation essay 2: I really hope, I really hope,

Floating out of the chimney

Not thick black smoke,

But faint white clouds.

I really hope,

Come out of the chimney

This is not gray dust,

This is a clear spring.

I really hope,

Spit out from the chimney

It tastes good,

But a faint fragrance.

I really hope so,

I really hope,

On the earth where we live,

The trees are greener,

The flowers are redder,

Birds sing more sweetly.

Selected readings of primary school students' compositions

I think/Gao Hongbo.

I want to deal with it.

Into branches of peach trees,

With a bunch of buds,

Drifting in the wind.

Gone with the wind

The cuckoo's voice is singing.

I want to put my feet

The roots of willows,

Reaching out to the wet and soft land,

Absorb sweet nutrition.

for a long time

Grow into a green tent.

I want to be a kite,

Floating high in the air,

Look how soft the white clouds are,

Look at the sun, how bright!

Look, look

I saw the magical classroom of nature.

The second grade recited the prose "Three Days and the Sea"

Qi Zhang

Blue mist,

Blue clouds;

Blue ripples,

Blue tide.

The boundless sea,

Like a big jade mirror,

Reflecting the sky, the sky turned blue;

Reflected on the birds, the birds turned blue.

Look up,

The sky turned into the sea.

That cloud,

It is a surging wave;

That bird,

This is a group of fish coming and going.

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