Remember a recitation contest?
When I heard that a reading contest was going to be held, the campus immediately became lively. I saw that our class immediately returned to work as an intern, even after school, and I was afraid I wouldn't get the certificate.
Finally, it's time for the game. We came to the playground with neat steps. It's our turn We came to the teacher with excitement and tension. We recited Song of the Grass. I am a grass with a loud voice that makes people listen and my spirit suddenly doubles. Coupled with the graceful movements, it is even more moving. Poetry seems to bring teachers and classmates to the vast grassland. At this time, they seem to feel that they are a grass. Although small, it has a great effect. Qi Xin, a classmate, has a tacit understanding of division of labor and cooperation, and his tone is high and low. The place where you read high is full of excitement, like the ups and downs of rocks, and the place where you read low is euphemistic, like a gurgling spring, plucking the strings and flowing away happily. The teachers and students around were holding their breath for fear of missing a sentence. After reading aloud, we paid tribute to the teacher. At this time, there was warm applause from the audience, as if spring thunder were rolling, which was a compliment to us, an encouragement to us and a compliment to us. We returned to the original place with a heroic spirit and with neat and powerful steps.
The game continues, and 5 1 class is not to be outdone. They also gave beautiful poems to all the teachers and students.
After fierce competition, this wonderful reading contest finally came to an end. The students' nervous mood was relaxed, and they played happily again during the break. The results were announced in the afternoon, and our class won the first place. The students cheered at once. Everyone hugged each other and agreed: Don't be proud, keep working hard and win five consecutive championships like China women's volleyball team.
Through this competition, we are deeply inspired: as long as we face everything bravely, we will succeed.
Remember reciting contest 2?
? Students, due to various reasons in the school, the recitation contest in grade was postponed. I am very sorry. ? This is what Teacher Ding said to us in today's Chinese class.
There is a recitation contest in the class at present, and the students who have recited well are selected. Is it still going on? Grade fight? . It can be said that before this, I was fully prepared, waiting to perform my own? Good at it? Show your style!
On Friday afternoon, the recitation contest officially began. I walked onto the platform one by one in the order of seats, and I couldn't help it? Bang? Jumped up quietly.
Ah, finally it's my turn! The heart that could have been suppressed, now I can't control it no matter how I use it. Suddenly, my heart doesn't seem to belong to me, as if it escaped from my body and broke free from mine? Eagle claw? . I thought: will I forget my lines? Will I lose face in front of my classmates? Will I?
With what? Bang? Without a calm heart beating, I stepped onto the platform and recited the articles I had memorized with my partner Yan Fei.
Hey, why doesn't Yan Fei speak? I wonder in my heart.
The students all looked at us with puzzled eyes. I really can't wait any longer. I'll go first. When the morning dew falls, I read aloud. I don't know what the reason is, the heart that was originally separated from the body suddenly returned to the body, and it was calm again unconsciously.
Finally, we got 89 points and entered the grade competition. I am very pleased and happy.
It can be said that the recitation competition is a competition I have been looking forward to for a long time, because there are opponents and competitions in it, and I can see my own level. It is also an addiction!
I'm waiting for the grade recitation contest! I hope to show my best style!
Remember the third recitation contest?
With the autumn wind in September, our school held a meeting? Respecting teachers and teaching? Poetry recitation competition, I participated in this competition on behalf of our class. With the announcement of the host, the game began. The first person to play is a classmate of the squadron for four years. They read to everyone energetically and won applause. Seeing their wonderful performance, I am both excited and nervous. I really hope that the previous players can recite slowly! ? Let's welcome Liang of Wuyi Squadron to recite for us. Please applaud! ? Ah, it's my turn! My heart is pounding like a rabbit. I can't hold it any longer. All the students in the audience stared at me, and I was even more nervous. At this time, my classmates made me one? Come on? Gestures, suddenly my mood suddenly enlightened, thinking: I have game experience and advantages, what am I afraid of? So I stood on the stage with confidence and started behind the scenes. According to the teacher's guidance, I played my own level, gradually entered the state, and the more I talked, the more confident I became. Just after that, applause rang out from the audience, which made me excited. In a short time, all the contestants finished reciting, and the tense award ceremony began. I'm not in the third prize team. I listened to the announcement of the second prize with anticipation, but I didn't pronounce my name. I'm beginning to feel uneasy: I can't even get an award, can I? At this time I won the first prize:? First prize, "Song for the Teacher" by the five-year squadron. ? When frustrated, the headmaster read another sentence:? What else is there? Liang of Wuyi squadron. ? I was overjoyed and my heart was as sweet as honey. This recitation contest is really unforgettable. It is like a brand, deeply engraved in my mind.
Remember the fourth recitation contest?
This Thursday night, our school held a recitation contest for grades three and four. Our class is ready. What is the review question? Look up at the national flag? .
The competition was held in the multimedia classroom. Look, how well the students in 1 class recite and how emotional they are! Class Three and Class Three are really vivid, aren't they? This has caused great pressure on our class: other classes are doing well, can our class get good grades? Of course, I am indispensable to nervous people, because I, Chen Sijie, Liu Yifeng and Huang Ao are all readers, so we should hold the microphone and face the audience. I'm afraid in my heart. If I read it wrong or forget it, I will make a fool of myself!
It was our turn to go to class, so I tried to hold back my excitement. ? Looking up at the national flag, my agitation is hard to calm down. I watched this paragraph together, so of course I'm not nervous. Then, boys read again and girls read again? Ah, finally it's my turn! I stepped forward, picked up the receiver and recited it emotionally. Looking up at the national flag, I was relieved to say that. After the whole class recited, our class left.
This is really an unforgettable reading contest!
Remember the fifth recitation contest?
In order to improve students' reading level and stimulate their reading enthusiasm, the school held another reading competition this semester. I still remember it when I think about it today. It taught me the value of friendship.
I remember when I first received the notice, I was both excited and nervous, because the teacher said that I would select at different levels in the class, and I was deeply afraid that I would not make it to the final. When I came home at noon, my mother and I searched for works suitable for my recitation. Finally, I chose Gao Hongbo's children's poem "I want to". I took this poem, read it silently by myself first, then repeatedly realized the feelings expressed in the poem, expressed it in my own voice, and then asked my mother for guidance. Finally, a poem was read just right.
After many selections by teachers, Liu and I and other students 10 were honored to be selected to represent our class in the competition. The teacher told us: people are outside, and the sky is behind. Although our class has a high level of reciting, it is not necessarily the highest in the same level department. We still need to go back to practice and ponder, in order to achieve satisfactory results. ? After listening to the teacher's words, I thought to myself: Yes, my good friend Liu's voice is better than mine, his expression and movements are in place, and his grades must be good. I can't lose to her. She is my strong opponent in the competition! So, after class, I actively practiced, tried to pronounce every word accurately, grasped the mood and tone of every section, and asked Aunt Jie Bing to guide me and recite it with my mother on the way home.
? Where there is a will, there is a way. ? When the last day arrived, I began to waver when I saw the excellent performance of other students. At this time, Liu seemed to see my vacillation, gave me an encouraging look and gave me a thumbs-up sign. Strangely, seeing her hint, my nervous mood gradually calmed down. I memorized my competition works, and finally got the second good result in the department. Liu Ye got a good result that satisfied me.
In this competition, although I regard Liu as my strong rival, we are good friends who help each other in life and study. This friendship is worth cherishing forever!
Remember the sixth recitation contest?
? Ding Ling Ling, Ding Ling With the ringing of the class bell, the students are both nervous and excited. Nervously, today's class meeting class recitation competition was held in a recitation situation; What is exciting is that after a week of hard work, the time has finally come to test us.
The competition began, and the teacher asked the students to raise their hands voluntarily to participate in the competition, which relaxed a lot. The first classmate who raised her hand was Zhu Qianhan. She confidently stepped onto the podium, picked up the microphone and recited "The Nemesis of the Overlord in the Air" to everyone. I saw that when he recited Mandarin, it was very standard and the text was fluent, but he was probably nervous! He was stiff and stuttered, but he quickly adjusted his nervous mood, spoke faster and returned to normal, and finally got 99 points.
I saw the students step onto the platform one after another, 98 points, 94 points? My mood is also anxious. I was afraid to raise my hand because I was participating in dance activities at the weekend and didn't read the text in detail and wasn't completely sure. However, I am very encouraged by the students' spirit of scrambling. Finally, I got up the courage to raise my hand, walked to the podium generously and calmly, and recited the text "The nemesis of the air overlord" for my classmates. I saw a microphone in my left hand, telling my classmates about the old vultures under the blue sky and the big vultures with big wings. They are called birds among birds? Overlord? , but afraid of small size? Air overlord? Hummingbird When I recite, my mood fluctuates with the rhythm of the text, sometimes high and sometimes low. I seem to be completely integrated into the feelings of words, as if I were a member of the birds. Finally, my speech only got 99 points, but the thunderous applause of my classmates gave me great encouragement, and I walked off the platform happily. Is the reading still going on? I will continue to work hard next time.
Ah! This is really an unforgettable reading contest!
Remember the seventh recitation contest?
Some people say that it is easy to recite, as long as you concentrate on reciting, you don't have to recite, as long as you understand. Simple as it is, I still can't understand it. I find it particularly difficult, especially difficult to remember. The teacher wants us to recite aloud, fluently and emotionally. This is more difficult for me than heaven.
A few days ago, our school held a recitation contest on the following conditions: eight honors and eight disgraces; Two: the teacher in our class will choose. Our class chose the second paragraph of the text "Clouds in Alishan". In the eyes of classmates, it is both rare and relaxed. For me? One day before the game, I feel more and more nervous. I decided to cram for the last minute for fear of making a fool of myself tomorrow. I read, recite, read and recite this book repeatedly, and sometimes I look at my mouth in the mirror, and I fall asleep naked.
At eight o'clock in the morning, the game started, class one and class two passed smoothly, and class three prepared. My heart almost jumped out, lined up neatly and stood in my position. Wow, there are so many people. Oh, no, everyone looked at us helplessly.
I recited it wrong twice, and the judging teacher kept looking at my mouth. I was so nervous that I didn't make a sound in the last two sentences. After the game, Director Luo took the stage to praise us and pointed out the shortcomings, hoping to correct them in the future. Annotate it? First, first? Oh, the second place in Class Three. Well done. Let's clap, it's just a reluctant statement. Later, the teacher told us that we didn't pay attention to feelings and mistakes when reciting. Because these three points are still a little confusing.
After this incident, we recited the text carefully in every Chinese class. Sometimes the teacher pointed out that it was not good, and we all corrected it, because we should strive for the first place in the next recitation contest.