In daily study, work or life, everyone is familiar with those catchy poems, which have the characteristics of highly concise language and short and pithy length. Then the question is, what kind of poetry is classic? The following is a poem recitation of kindergarten June 1 for you, which is for reference only. I hope it will help you.
Poetry recitation on children's day in kindergarten 1 your child
Not your child.
But life longs for its children.
They came through you.
But not from you.
Although they are with you, they don't belong to you.
You can give them love.
But you can't give them ideas.
Because they have their own ideas.
You can protect their bodies.
But they can't hide their souls.
Because their souls live in the house tomorrow.
That's beyond your wildest dreams.
You can try to imitate them.
But you can't make them like you.
Because life does not go backwards.
Don't stay in yesterday.
You are bows, and your children are arrows of life on strings.
The shooter locked the target at infinity.
Fill you with divine power
Let his arrow shoot fast and far.
Let you bend into happiness in the hands of archers.
Preschool Children's Day Poetry Recitation 2 We Sing for Hope
When the dawn light penetrated the thick clouds, we saw 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,
Unity: We all live in a big family.
Shi Long: Today, we have ushered in the xx International Children's Day.
Xie Hui: xx years, neither too long nor too short.
Keiichi: Clear annual rings from 1949 to xx, XX,
Liu Jing: Every circle and ring is full of ardent hopes.
Xiaopo: clear annual rings from 1949 to XX, xx,
Li Yan: Every ring, every circle is engraved with the glory of the years!
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: For many years, we have been trying to teach basic 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, when celebrating xx International Children's Day,
Shi Long: We, all teachers of Songzhaituo Primary School, solemnly swear to the society, parents and all children.
Zhonghe: dedicated, enterprising, knowledgeable and innovative!
Xie Hui: We will honor the promise of people's teachers with practical actions;
Unity: be a red candle
Burn yourself and illuminate others.
Be a spring silkworm
Dedicate yourself and give back to society.
May every flower of hope bloom more brilliantly here,
May every song of hope be sung louder here!
We live in our own world,
A world too small for you,
Even with both hands and feet
Bend down and you can't get in.
Adult excuses.
Even if you use an analytical eye
To explore, to peep,
With a happy expression
Eavesdropping all our conversations,
You still can't find the center,
There, we dance, we play,
Life is still sleeping,
Under that closed flower,
Under the smooth eggshell,
The egg in the cup-shaped nest,
Laugh at your more distant heaven
Fade the blues.
When I was 40 years old, I recited the June 1 poem in kindergarten.
Go to the commune with your friends.
"Six open? "sports meeting"
The commune is really big.
We slept on the kang of a fellow villager's house.
No exaggeration
One night, twittering
the next day
I didn't run or jump.
Did not participate in any competition.
I didn't get the certificate.
At the meeting in the afternoon.
The teacher asked me to go up and talk.
I forgot what I said.
What did you say? i forgot
The audience are all dark heads.
That was the first time I saw it on the table.
microphone
On the way back to the village
The partners are all holding red certificates.
I have nothing.
after going back home
Mom praised me.
I heard that you spoke in the commune.
Everyone in the commune remembers you.
I bought it on Children's Day.
The biggest prize
Also, a lifetime certificate.
Until now.
I still remember the echo of the horn that day.
Remember the road and day that day.
Remember mom's smiling face.
Remember that night?
Trees, walls and roofs in the yard.
There are stars everywhere.