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The exciting moment of the poetry reading contest 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 Bao were the first to recite. Their recitation was really poor, and they barely passed. 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.

I'll tell the audience after watching it? Audience? And then what? Judges? Bowed and walked back to his 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 this poem is written by Chen Ziyuan and others, "There is a dog in my house", which describes the anecdote of a puppy in life, just in response 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!

Chapter 2: I mustered up all my strength and shook my head, my heart? Jump, jump? Jump straight, as if excited to jump out of the chest.

Read aloud with great emotion, thinking: I will definitely surpass my mother. ? My heart? Jump, jump? Jump straight, as if excited to jump out of the chest.

Soon, my mother and I finished reciting, and my father began to comment: Wen Ya, recitation should pay attention to ups and downs, pause and turn around, and adjust the tone according to the content of the article, which is as charming as singing. You have a loud voice, standard Mandarin and clear pronunciation and mellow voice. Generally speaking, it's ok. However, I am eager to win, so excited, I don't have good sentences, and I don't grasp the urgent rhythm. Your mother's pronunciation is inaccurate, her recitation is incoherent and her momentum is not enough. ? Although dad made a comment, he didn't give a high or low, which was not the result I wanted. I said:? Ok, let's compete again and decide the outcome! ?

I have long known that my father's reading level is very high and he won the first prize in a reading contest. I am determined to ask him to help me. I asked my father to demonstrate reading aloud for me. Dad explained the artistic conception of the word to me first, and then began to demonstrate reciting. His recitation was cadence, fluent and beautiful, and I seemed to see the beautiful scenery of the snow country. I began to practice after imitating my father. I practiced several times under the guidance of my father and finally found my feeling. I challenged my mother again.

I tried to control my excitement, hold my breath and read aloud with all my strength. I saw my father's eyes half closed and his head slightly shaking, showing a satisfied smile. After reading this article, I feel very satisfied and full of confidence. Then my mom started. She recited in her hometown Shuiping accent. I said naughty. Mom, what did you say? Jupp? -Zhuxi Mandarin! ? This made all three of us laugh.

After this round, there is no doubt that my father gave me the championship, and my heart was full of joy, and so was our family.

Chapter 3: The day before the Jin Dian Reading Competition, the school organized a contest called? Jin Dian recites? Games.

I joined in. We lined up on this school bus and arrived neatly? Yongkang primary school? We came to the gym and the teacher said to us. Which one of you wants to go to the bathroom, go quickly, don't wait for which one is absent from the game, go quickly and come back. ? We ran back in droves, one after another. Before long, the music was played. With the music, the first team of Lianfeng Primary School has slowly stepped onto the stage. Slowly, when it reached the third place, the teacher told us that we were the sixth. Let's get ready. Remember, we should be confident when we walk on stage and always remember to smile. ?

A minute has passed, and the singles competition will be held soon. I'm too nervous to say anything. Why? Because I am a single representative! I watched it several times before going on stage again, but I forgot the first word because I didn't know what I was thinking. It took me a long time to figure it out, and I was still very nervous after I got off the stage. At about six o'clock, everyone in our school had already left, so I had to go with Mr. Peng and Mr. Chen.

Chapter IV: Poetry recitation competition with the pace of the times, we are entering 2009, and the 60th anniversary of the founding of People's Republic of China (PRC) has finally arrived. Today, in order to celebrate the 60th birthday of the motherland, the school held a poetry reading contest. Descendants of dragons? Already gearing up, ready to go, even a few in the class? Afraid of chaos? Our descendants also made preparations in advance for the birthday celebration of the motherland.

Came to the stormy playground, a sea of people. Although the weather is not beautiful and it is raining outside, it still can't put out our group. China? Infinite enthusiasm. But as soon as I entered the stadium, my joy was immediately replaced by nervousness, watching every road? Wulin master? Gathering together is comparable to Huashan's discussion of swords. It seems that everyone has made great efforts to celebrate the 60th birthday of the motherland! A classmate found me very strange and asked? Are you nervous? ? I thought about it, but I can't boost the enemy's morale and ruin myself! I patted my chest and said, what are you nervous about? We are all agents and have never seen any big waves! ? What I think in my heart is: don't laugh when you are drunk in the sand. How many times have you fought in ancient times, such as Tathagata, Guanyin and Sun Shengda, bless us! I thought as I drew a cross.

It's finally our turn. I put aside my distractions and devote myself to it? Fight? In the middle of class, six other students and I stood in front of the stage and began to recite. We performed perfectly, and the interval and recitation sound of each paragraph were perfect. Just when I was triumphant, suddenly, Xiaohong around me accidentally said a wrong word, and everyone suddenly became nervous. He began to lose his hands and feet, too. Xiaohong improvised immediately and finally saved the day, but we still fell short. Forget it, failure is the mother of success. How can I see a rainbow without experiencing wind and rain? I comfort myself and my classmates around me. Yes! How many people can bear the pain of failure after great efforts?

Time is the best medicine to cure pain. Only by learning to forget can we really grow up. Failure is often just a wall that can be crossed, but if we can't extricate ourselves from it, it will never be crossed.

Outside, the rain gradually stopped, the wind held its breath, the dark clouds slowly dispersed, the sunset lit up everything, and my heart suddenly became clear.