Poetry recitation composition 1 the poetry recitation of the fourth grade last semester has always been in my mind, and I will never forget it. That afternoon, I saw Miss Li happily enter the spacious classroom and said with a smile, "Students, there will be a poetry recitation in the multi-functional classroom tomorrow afternoon. Please be prepared! " After listening to this, I am both excited and excited. Liu Qianyun next to me said to me in a soft voice, "Let's still be a group!" I jumped three feet for joy, almost nine days!
After repeated discussions, Liu Qianyun and Zhang Yanqi and I went to collect relevant information. Tang Hengqi went to print our respective data. After the division of labor, we were all dissolved. I saw all the other students in the class in full swing. When I got home in the afternoon and finished my homework, it was already hazy and I couldn't go to the bookstore to collect information. I reluctantly went into the bedroom and fell asleep with anxiety.
The next day, I walked into the classroom with anxiety. I thought they would blame me, but I didn't expect them to forgive me and let Tang Hengqi and I do printing work.
In the afternoon, when we stepped into the multi-functional classroom again and learned that we were the first performers, our confidence was thrown out of the cloud, because the first performance would inevitably be a little nervous. But we use "what an honor it is to play the leading role in the first performance" to suppress this idea. The performance began. When we walked off the stage, applause rang in my ears, and I was secretly relieved. Although there are still many shortcomings in the performance, we deserve to make the next performance more exciting. Looking at every wonderful performance, I have a comfortable smile on my face. In a jubilant laughter, the poetry recital ended.
I thought, "Only with the concerted efforts of Qi Xin and Qi Xin can we create a better tomorrow. We should firmly believe that unity is strength.
The poetry reading composition in Unit 2 and Unit 6 of our Chinese textbook is a comprehensive learning unit with the theme of "knocking on the door of poetry". At the beginning of this unit, the teacher set the goal and task: collect and sort out his favorite poems and choose one from the study group to give to the whole class.
Everyone is busy preparing and looking forward to it excitedly. On Friday afternoon, our class finally ushered in this "poetry recitation", and the students' mood was not much higher!
To be fair, the teacher asked the leaders of eight study groups to go to the podium and draw lots to decide the order of each group's appearance. Our team members said to the team leader Chloe Wang, "Never draw'1'! Better draw' 8'! Otherwise, see how we' clean up' you! " Chloe Wang walked up slowly, grabbed it and walked down at once. All our team members witnessed this "historic" moment-"signing the contract"-"8". The whole group was jubilant at once, and at the same time, they did not forget to show off to other groups.
Before reading aloud, the teacher positioned each of us as a civilized listener and an excellent judge. Look! The first appearance is Xu Wenzhuang's group. There was a sudden silence off the field, and even the gasps of the players could be heard clearly.
It seems that the first-team team didn't go well and only got 6 points. After that, six teams also finished the game one after another, so it was our turn. On the platform, a strong sense of tension made my feet tremble. Probably everyone is very nervous, so the process of reciting is not very smooth. After the recitation, we went back to our seats somewhat depressed. As a result, our group unexpectedly won the third place with 8.4 points. Unfortunately, it is only 0. 1 point less than the second place.
Poetry reading composition 3 March 8 is Thanksgiving Day. Although it has passed, we can find grateful footprints everywhere. Gratitude is a virtue. On the morning of March 18, we held a Thanksgiving poetry reading.
First of all, the host came to the stage, and under their vivid speeches, the first program and the first group were greeted with gratitude. They spoke beautifully, and their heartfelt voices echoed in my ears. The next program is the second group's Thanksgiving for My Motherland. Although they read the manuscript every time, they read it clearly and beautifully. The topic of the third group of speeches is "Thanksgiving to parents". What parents in the world don't care about their children? Which parent is not hard? They read their parents' mentality and let us revel in it. This is, is my most nervous moment, because it's my turn to speak. I went to the podium and recited it fluently and emotionally. After the recitation, the audience suddenly burst into warm applause. The teacher is a diligent gardener, and he is committed to cultivating us. In the fourth group, a poem "Thanksgiving to Parents and Teachers" recited the hard work of teachers and parents.
It is true that "life needs a grateful heart to create". Without a grateful heart, it means losing the meaning of life. Students, let's be a grateful person to repay our elders, parents, teachers and more people!
Poetry recitation composition 4! Today is a poetry reading, I must behave well! I silently said to myself.
As soon as I get to school, I will rehearse after doing morning exercises. What we are performing is Du Fu's Car Shop. This poem is called a long poem, one is ten minutes! Although the queue lasted only half an hour, the students were exhausted.
Teacher Liu said that when she rehearsed it twice again, ah! The whole class shouted in unison. But I thought, "The teacher also wants us to get better grades in recitation, so forget it and stick to it."
Finally, in the afternoon, we collectively went downstairs to the gym to recite "Military Vehicle Shop". At first, even Song and Yang Lu Han, who were on our backs, were very nervous, and even Teacher Liu squeezed a cold sweat for us. I thought as I recited it: I must recite it well, I must recite it well ... so I thought I was sweating all over. But I thought: although I don't know where I will win this time, as long as I put my heart into it. The dreamer thought of me and gradually calmed down.
By the time of the second performance, all the students in our class gradually calmed down. The recitation is getting louder and louder, and the audience under the stage is fascinated. At the end of the performance, the whole class said with heartfelt grief, "Until the dust buried the bridge outside Chang 'an, until the dust buried the bridge outside Chang 'an …" Just after reading the last sentence, the audience burst into tsunami-like applause.
Because of our excellent performance, Mr. Liu sent us a congratulatory letter on the class blog. It says, "You're doing great. That's great. Congratulations. "
I am proud of myself and my class.
Poetry Reading Composition 5 That afternoon, our class held a special activity-poetry reading.
We have divided into groups in advance, and our group happens to be two groups. So, now we move all the obstacles such as chairs and desks to the front, so that we can successfully have a spacious and comfortable position to practice reciting the poem "China Teenager".
First of all, you should arrange your position. We are divided into four groups: group A, group B, group C and group D. There are ten people in group A, group B and group D, but there are eleven people in group C. Finally, I will start practicing. Although it's just practice, I'm still nervous. But reading and reading, this sense of tension is gradually replaced by a sense of sacredness. I seem to see the majestic Great Wall, the unyielding Yangtze River, the unyielding eagle and the unyielding pine tree, which makes me secretly amazed and deeply moved. Although we have read it many times in class, we have never read such feelings. Even though I am reading, I am still intoxicated by this loud recitation.
After reading it once, we have entered the state and are ready to start real reading. I saw teacher Li, the class teacher, step onto the platform in three steps and do two steps, pick up the mobile phone and stand on the chair to prepare for taking pictures. After listening to the "beginning", we recited the poem "China Teenager". Although it is still warm cotton and pure white lotus, the sense of sacredness is getting stronger and stronger. Speaking of the martyrs who died for our country, our love for the motherland suddenly came out of generate and reached its peak. After reading the last sentence, it is another climax, let us devote ourselves wholeheartedly.
This is our poetry recital. Although it has been a long time, that sacred feeling has been echoing in my heart.
Today is 65438+1October 18. Our class held a poetry reading contest, and xu teacher gave each group enough time. There are three freshmen in our group. One is Xiao Hui who doesn't talk, the other is Zhong Zihao who speaks very quietly, and the other is Mai Yongjie who is used to shouting. The leader of our group is Nie, who is a responsible, patient and United person. During the rehearsal, Nie Xuxian helped the members of our group arrange their positions and told us how to pronounce this sentence well and how to make gestures.
The recitation competition has begun. The first group will recite. Their gestures and voices are great. After reading the first group, go to the second group. The recitation of the second group is also wonderful. I applauded again and again, especially Qiu in the second group. Reciting poetry is very powerful, just like a natural golden voice. When it was time for our group to recite, all three freshmen in our group spoke with beautiful voices. I want to learn from them. Although the feelings of our group have not come out, I know that unity is the most important thing.
Even if our group didn't win the first place this time, I know unity is the most important thing. Without unity, our group will lose to other groups. Next time there is a debate, our group will definitely get good grades.
Poetry Reading Composition 7 "What taught me warmly was the cotton tree in southern Xinjiang ..."
The voice of reading "China Youth" came from the corridor.
Everyone is preparing for the final poetry reading next Wednesday. In the corridor, the sound of our rehearsal is particularly eye-catching.
I walked forward with a book in my hand: "The story of spring resounds all over the country ..." With emotion, everyone was rehearsing seriously, for fear that the activity next Wednesday would be messed up. Whenever the bell rings, we all pick up books, rush out of the classroom, line up, start queuing and start rehearsing. Although there are boys making trouble, we still concentrate on rehearsing carefully. ...
With the speed of our rehearsal, Wednesday will move forward with time!
"The motherland is in our hearts, and the June 1 poetry reading will officially begin!" Both temporary hosts made their own impromptu speeches at the scene, which improved the atmosphere of the scene a lot.
"Next, please bring us China youth in Chinese!" As Wang Wenjia is away, we can only replace him with Qian Jiayi.
"Coming from the treasure island surrounded by blue waves ..." As soon as the music rang, our feelings merged into the artistic conception of this poem.
"Ah, this is our China. This is the China teenager! " At the end of the last reading, the audience applauded warmly, which brought us back to reality. We held hands and bowed deeply to the audience.
One minute on stage, ten years off stage.
The applause of the audience is the best reward for our rehearsal these days.
It's sunny today. The downpour stopped two days ago, and the dark clouds in the sky gradually dispersed. The long-lost grandfather Sun finally showed a smiling face, which made people feel particularly good and brilliant.
Listen, the voice of reciting ancient poems came from Class Four, Grade Five. You see, the students on the field are reciting poems emotionally. This lively scene is the scene of poetry reading in Class Four, Grade Five. The poetry reading contest was hosted by Leung Wing-shih and Huo Yingnan.
The purpose of this ancient poem recitation is to let everyone play freely, recite an ancient poem and show their talents.
In this fierce competition, I also joined in. I formed a team with Li Zhixin, Guo and Chen Yixia. Several of us recited Wang Changling's ancient poem "Farewell to Xin Jian at Furong Inn" together, and vividly recited the poem with beautiful voices, which won warm applause from the students.
The most wonderful thing is the book "Seeing Lin Zifang at Dawn in Jingci Temple" recited by our recitation kings ―― Huo Yingnan and Liang Yongshi. After all, in mid-June, the scenery of the West Lake is different from that at four o'clock, and the lotus leaves are endless ... they are reciting rhythmically. These beautiful poems and their melodious voices are simply "invincible in the world."
Also, Liang's quatrains, the bamboo stones of Liang and Chen Yingen, and Jia Dao's Li Sao, let us know each other better.
Finally, we named "Little Poet", which of course belongs to two students, namely Wang Huo Yingnan and Clever.
The recitation contest ended with applause.
Poetry Reading Composition 9 Yesterday afternoon, Teacher Zhang said to us, "There will be a poetry reading contest in Class 3 and Class 4 tomorrow afternoon, so there is no need to write a blog or play computer tomorrow." "good!" "Yes!" There was a burst of joy in the classroom.
The next day began ... this morning, Mr. Xiao suddenly said, "Students, since we are going to have a poetry reading this afternoon, let's fill the table and set aside an open space for rehearsal." Then, the classroom was full of joy. After a noise, under the guidance of the teacher, we lined up neatly and orderly ... in this way, you sang and I appeared, and the morning passed.
In the afternoon, when we were having a calligraphy class, the teacher rushed in and said loudly, "Students, pick up the stools and line up below!" " "After we lined up, we entered the venue. Turn your back on the factory lights flashing dazzling color light, I suddenly looked up and found a line hanging on the wall behind the stage:
The words "Poetry Recitation Meeting of Jiaxian West Street School" make me proud and excited to read, and even more proud and satisfied to read.
Under the guidance of the host, we listened to the brothers and sisters in Grade Two singing and dancing, recited Zhu Ziqing's "Spring" with music, the brothers and sisters in Grade Three's "Young China said", and the brothers and sisters in Grade Five's poetry recitation "I am proud, I come from China! ..... Of course, we are particularly satisfied with the recitation in class. We first recited "China Youth" collectively, and then listened to the music recitation by Gao Jingjing and karina, which was very satisfactory. The recitation contest was over, and we helped the teacher again.
This is really an unforgettable poetry festival!
Looking forward to the stars and the moon, and finally looking forward to today. Since the teacher told us that the school would hold a poetry singing competition, we have been looking forward to this day coming early.
In order to meet this competition, every class has made full preparations, and our classmates in Class 5 and Class 3 are all gearing up and ready to show their talents. The time for the competition in our class is getting closer and closer, and the students are both happy and afraid. I am glad that we can be "singers" once, but we are afraid that we can't sing well. What should we do to discredit the class? Oh, don't think about it, the game time is coming, see you on the court, hero or hero!
Now it's the ninth, and I'm getting more and more nervous. How well do you listen to the students in class 5/kloc-0? Listening to their beautiful songs, I seem to have come to the beautiful Chilechuan prairie. In the blue sky, there are dazzling white clouds, endless grasslands in the sun, the wind blowing, and the grass undulating like waves. At this time, flocks of cattle and sheep can be seen in the deep grass.
Suddenly there was a cry, "10 team played", which suddenly pulled me back from the prairie. I took a deep breath, got dressed and walked onto the stage with my classmates with a smile. Ah, there are so many viewers down there, and I am unconsciously nervous again. Suddenly my brain went blank and my legs and stomach trembled unconsciously. Suddenly, my eyes flashed and I saw a familiar face. It was Miss Meng! Seeing teacher Meng smiling at me, I suddenly understood, "Come on, don't be nervous." I slowly calmed down. ...
"Lotus flowers can be picked in Jiangnan, and lotus leaves are sweet in Hetian ..." Although the competition is over, I am still immersed in beautiful songs for a long time.
Poetry Reading Composition 1 1 This afternoon, after the first class, Teacher Zhou took our Class 3 (2) to the Hope Theater to participate in the "Ode to Spring" reading contest. Because we recited it a few days ago, the students are very confident and hope to get good grades.
When we got there, we first listened to Mr. Wang's speech, and then watched the wonderful performances of other classes. I think: they recite so well that we must surpass them. It's our turn to perform. We lined up neatly and came to the stage. Looking down, there are many students under the stage. It's dark and we can't see their faces clearly. In this way, I'm a little nervous. Close my eyes, take a deep breath and relax. After the music started, I opened my eyes and threw myself into the recitation. But some students are a little nervous on the stage and don't perform well enough. Yu Sheng also grabbed a sentence, which made our hearts more nervous. In the next performance, the order of recitation was out of order again, and finally we only got 90 points, which made everyone unhappy.
Through this recitation competition, I understand a truth: it is impossible for only one person to perform in a team competition, and you will definitely not get good grades. Students must unite and cooperate closely in order to give full play to their own level and achieve good results.
Poetry Reading Composition 12 The annual "June 1" party is coming, and the "Poetry Reading Party" held by our school is about to begin. These days, many students and teachers are preparing their own manuscripts. I am also one of the reciters. This time, I also tried to write a poem describing the real life of rural people and feel the feeling of being a "little poet" once. Although my poems are not well written, I have great confidence in my works.
I have been looking forward to it for many days, and the day of "June 1" has finally arrived. Some students in our class have put on bright red scarves and are ready to attend the party. There are many chairs on the playground, and each chair is labeled with a serial number, just waiting for students and teachers to take their seats accordingly.
The host declared the party open. Every contestant performed on the stage and everyone applauded warmly. After about twenty minutes, I went to our class to recite. First of all, Xiao Ming, the "treble" in the class, came on stage to recite his own poems. Everyone saw him happily taking the manuscript to the stage, and the teachers and students in the audience applauded warmly. This "treble" is not a hollow name. Sounds really like Hong Zhong. When he finished reading, the audience burst into stormy applause. Next, it's my turn. What a lot of pressure! I stood up with uneasy feelings, feeling that my legs were a little out of control. I read the manuscript in a trembling voice. Even so, it won applause from teachers and classmates.
After the "poetry recital", the students talked and laughed, and even imitated the performers to say a few words. They are all relishing the happiness and feelings brought by poetry. I like poetry recitation, which makes me realize the beauty contained in poetry.
Poetry Reading Composition 13 Winter Girl came, and her flowing hair ushered in our school's annual poetry reading meeting.
I came to school early this afternoon. I saw a sea of people on the playground, which was very lively. It's really packed! It took me several turns to find my seat.
"Next, I announce the official start of the 10th Spring Festival Poetry Recitation of Zongyang Primary School!" With a word from President Chen, the recitation began. ......
First of all, the younger brother and sister of Grade Three gave a speech on the stage. Alas, although young, the level of reading aloud is really good! Among them, what impressed me the most was "Warm Winter" recited by Class 304. They will read the ground vividly and feel very excited, as if they had brought me into the earthquake: there are bodies everywhere, ruins everywhere and blood everywhere. One vivid life disappears in front of people in an instant. ......
The performance of the third grade group is over ... the performance of the fourth grade group is over ... it's our turn to the fifth grade group.
At that time, my heart was pounding and my arms were like rabbits. I don't know what to do. At this time, our head teacher, Mr. Liu, came over and said to us, "Students, don't be nervous, relax and play as usual." Hearing this, I am relieved and not nervous at all.
We walked onto the stage, and I recited in fluent and loud words: "The topic we recited today is young chinese!" Then, a classmate said, "Make ink with the vast darkness ..."
Soon, we will have finished reciting.
"502 first place", the headmaster announced. In a flash, our whole class cheered together, and the voice "resounded through the sky", as if the earth shook.
Although we won the championship in this poetry recital, we still have some shortcomings. We must continue to work hard and create greater glories!
Poetry Reading Composition 14 On Friday afternoon, I took part in a competition-poetry reading competition. With my continuous efforts, I finally achieved good results.
As soon as I got to the conference room on the fifth floor, my heart was pounding. One, two, three, four, five, six, ... ten, finally it's my turn! My heart is more nervous. On the stage, I began to recite: I am your shabby old waterwheel by the river, spinning tired songs for hundreds of years, I am a miner's lamp with black forehead, and I am the withered ear of rice that you grope for in the tunnel of history; It's a dilapidated roadbed and a barge on a muddy beach. Put the rope deep into your shoulder and neck. -Motherland, this sentence should be read lyrically, and shut up slowly. I am poor, I am sad ... This sentence should be read loudly and forcefully, and closed slowly. I am your brand-new ideal, I just broke free from the spider web of myth ... read this sentence quickly. Shut up slowly. I am one billionth of you, the sum of your 9.6 million square meters ... This sentence should be read as a feeling of pride and gratitude. Read the aftertaste of the last sentence slowly. "Thank you!" These two words make my heart a lot easier. When he got to his seat, Li Changkun said, "I saw Mr. Chen shaking his head hard." After a while, I saw Mr. Jin go out smiling after reading the certificate. These two scenes confuse me. It's time to award prizes! I'm more nervous than going on stage. The third prize-without me, the second prize-without me. Just when I was about to lose heart, a voice shouted: "Zou Qianwen of Class 4 won the first prize!" " Suddenly, my heart cheered, and I was ecstatic, alas! I don't know what words to use to describe my mood at that time.
Fight for the first place! This ideal has been deeply engraved in my heart.
Poetry Reading Composition 15 This morning, the Chinese teacher came into the classroom with a smile and wrote five big characters on the blackboard-poetry reading meeting.
As soon as we saw it, we all cheered and the students were eager to try. I am no exception. I read poems with my good friend Xu. What we recited was a poem praising the Yellow River. As soon as I came on stage, I was nervous and excited. I can hardly watch it because I am nervous. At this time, applause rang out from the audience, which gave me strength. I suddenly feel very confident. I thought, "The students all believe that I can recite well. Can I still not believe in myself? " So, I read aloud the first paragraph of this poem, and then it was my good friend's turn. She recited it in a brisk voice. If my voice is like a surging river, her voice is like a clear and cheerful stream, jingling along the way. It makes people feel relaxed and happy at once. After reading aloud, the students applauded for us and cast admiring eyes. I also have a sense of pride in my heart, extremely proud. This is my deskmate. He walked slowly to the platform. With excitement, tension and shyness on his face. His voice is high, like the surging Yangtze River, and his tone is cadence. But he stopped suddenly, and we were all surprised. He blushed and asked the teacher how to pronounce the word. Ah! I see. Laughter broke out from time to time in the class. The deskmate didn't feel embarrassed, but continued reading in his high voice.
At this time, no one laughed any more. Everyone listened to him quietly. After reading it, I couldn't help applauding him. I really admire his spirit. Through this recitation, I became more confident, and I also saw the spirit of my deskmates who are brave in learning and not afraid of ridicule. This is really meaningful reading.