Poems recited by second-year students

Let's drink to hope: when the dawn breaks through the thick clouds, we see it-hope! Liu Jing: When the bright red sun rises from the sea, we see it-hope! Xiaopo: When green trees are swaying buds and birds are singing in spring, we see it-hope! Li Yan: Hope is the kindling that lights the lamp in our hearts; Li Xia: Hope is a beacon, guiding us forward; Yan Yan: We, 17 brothers and sisters, Ruiting: You, 279 children, all live in a big family. Shi Long: Today, we ushered in 6 1 International Children's Day. Xie Hui: 6 1 year. Not too long and not too short. Scene 1: 1949 to 20 10 and 6 1 have clear annual rings. Liu Jing: every circle and every ring. Li Xia: Dear child, do you still remember the first time you stepped into the campus, and the teacher greeted you with a smile? Yan Yan: Dear child, do you still remember the cheers of the students at the sports meeting? Ruiting: Dear children, do you still remember the solemn oath of the counselor and teacher in front of the team flag? Unity: Dear children, everything here remembers your dreams when you were young, and every inch of land here has left your growth footprint. Shi Long: Dear colleagues, can you feel the breath of our glorious collective unity, struggle and struggle? Xie Hui: Dear colleagues, can you realize that our glorious collective is becoming more and more brilliant step by step? Keiichi: Over the years, we have made great efforts in basic teaching skills. Liu Jing: From organizational teaching, Mandarin, three-stroke and stick figure to multimedia teaching. Xiaopo: Over the years, we have grown up with our children by riding the east wind of curriculum reform. Li Yan: We are bathed in the rain and dew of education and scientific research and keep pace with the times. Li Xia: Arm yourself with advanced educational ideas, Yan Yan: Teach children with scientific educational methods. Unity: Because we always remember that education and love are our unshirkable responsibilities, dedication and dedication, and the foundation of our professional ethics. Ruiting: Today, while celebrating the 6th1International Children's Day, Shi Long: We, all teachers of Songzhaituo Primary School, solemnly swear to the society, parents and all children that we are dedicated, enterprising, knowledgeable and innovative! Xie Hui: We will honor the promise of the people's teachers with practical actions: unity: being a red candle, burning ourselves, illuminating others, being a silkworm and giving back to the society. May every flower of hope bloom more brilliantly here and every song of hope sing louder here! My grandmother has no teeth and can tell fairy tales. She said, look-that pot of Chinese rose on the windowsill! It turned out to be a red butterfly. If you don't believe me, ask it ... I asked the red rose, but it didn't answer. But at night, I dreamed that it spoke. It said: Grandma is right! You drew me. On grandma's birthday that day, you drew a butterfly for grandma, which made her smile into a flower! Ah, yes, Chinese rose! From that day on, I was so busy that I forgot to water you ... I can bloom red flowers today, thanks to my grandmother! My grandmother has no teeth. She watered the flowers for me. (From Ten Children's Poems, Haiyan Publishing House, 1989) I like the spring rain hitting me gently. At this time, I can swing around on the swing and say to the spring rain, "Spring rain, spring rain, take your time. Let the flowers bloom and fall, and the grass grow and fly. " I like the rumble of spring thunder. At this time, I can lie prone in front of the window and say to Chun Lei, "Chun Lei, Chun Lei, you give us the good news of spring, boom, boom, boom." I like the summer sunshine in my room. It makes me play with birds happily. Let the flowers bloom more brilliantly, and let the ants start to build nests. I like dragonflies flying after rain in summer. Some are whispering, others are flying. I like the harvest in autumn. Red apples are like faces. Yellow bananas are like a string of moons, and purple grapes are like gems. I like autumn leaves. When they fall, they fly like butterflies, giving people the breath of autumn. I like the snow in winter, which is a gift from Grandpa Dong. We can make a snowman, have a snowball fight and live in a fairy tale world. I like plum blossoms, winter flowers. It's Snow White in Flower Country. There are red flowers on the snow-white ground, and it feels like spring all the year round. Why is the sun so bright on June 1? Why are the flowers on June 1st so fragrant? Why is the red scarf on June 1st so bright? Why are the children on June 1 so happy ... You know, he knows, and everyone knows. The youngest festival in the world has arrived, and the most childish festival in the world is now. Why is the song "June 1st" so nice? Why is the "June 1st" dance so sentimental? Why is the story of "June 1st" so attractive? Why is the "June 1" rally so festive ... You know, he knows, and everyone knows. Songs and dances, stories and parties express children's happiness. Today's seedlings will surely grow into towering trees. We are young eagles out of the nest, and tomorrow we will fly very high. We are budding flowers, and tomorrow will be colorful and charming. We are who we are, and the red scarf burns on our chest. Look, tomorrow we will climb mountains and mountains, stir rivers, hold up the modern motherland and fly to the golden goal. ...