The sixth grade knocked on the door of poetry, the fifth and sixth songs

Today, let's knock on the door of poetry together. Poetry is a treasure in the treasure house of literature. Poets at all times and all over the world have written countless beautiful poems with beautiful flowers. Let's pick up shells together and walk with poetry. "Under the leadership of Teacher Cai, we are in the morning of' autumn'; Stroll along Huangsha Road, enjoy the market in the sky, praise the chic of Birch Tree, listen to the snoring of Dad, let's go to see the sea and add waist to poetry. \x0d Under the leadership of Teacher Cai, I excitedly pushed open the door of poetry and stepped into the hall of poetry. My mind is full of poems, and I remember to wake me up with crisp songs every day and night. A pair of flapping wings, flapping, say good morning to me affectionately ... as long as I think of you, my heart is full of childlike fun. "Oh, how I like them! I praise them! \x0d Under the guidance of Teacher Cai, the students are immersed in the colorful world of poetry. Poetry transcends time and space, strikes our hearts and gives us artistic enjoyment and edification. Yuan Jing expressed her feelings about "the farthest distance in the world" with vivid voice and emotion: the distance between life and death, between heaven and earth and trees, which shows that "the farthest distance in the world" is the distance of the soul; Jia Yun expressed his dream of flying in a poem: "I want to fly, fly to my own world and find my own sky. I … really want to fly, fly with you …… "\ x0d poem is like" The golden willow by the river is the bride in the sunset; Colorful shadows in the waves ripple in my heart. 2.\x0d knocks on the door of poetry. \x0d Poetry is so beautiful. Listen, someone is reciting poems. How beautiful. It really makes people intoxicated in a fairyland. Come on, friends and classmates, let's knock on the door of poetry together. That day, I came to school with a book of poetry, and the activity began. The first student enthusiastically boarded the platform. Fluent language and beautiful poems make people seem to have entered a fairyland:' All distant places have a temptation to us, either by beauty or by legend ...' \ x0d Several students finished watching it on the platform. Next, it's my turn. I seem to be carrying a nest of rabbits in my heart and quickly boarded the platform. I thought to myself: I hope it will be as smooth as the first classmate. I picked up a book and recited poems. I recited the Market in the Sky written by Mr. Guo Moruo. I recite it fluently. The street lamp in the distance is very clear, as if there are countless stars flashing. The stars in the sky appeared, as if they were on fire. This must be a rare treasure in the world ... "\ x0d God, actually, I'm reading poetry myself and reveling in it. At this time, a colorful picture appeared in front of me: the distant lights were lit by people, as if the twinkling stars in the sky really appeared, dotted with countless street lamps. There are also beautiful markets in the ethereal sky. There is no such thing in the world. I watched them from a distance. They are wandering in the street at the moment, and the meteor is that they are walking with lanterns. I think: the market will be more lively next. I finished reading it. After a while, the activity was over. In this activity, I gained a lot of gains and feelings: this is an ocean that can broaden my mind and swim in knowledge. Let's.