Hometown is the hometown of mountains and rivers.
It is said that Taibai kissed the moon.
Fairy shepherd
Our school
It is on the edge of the Yangtze River.
Continuous wave
Urge us to go forward bravely.
Grow up with us
In the first grade,
Dad took me to school.
Persuade repeatedly
Study hard.
make progress every day
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This is where I go to school.
Two buildings
Like affectionate brothers.
Rows of trees
The classroom is spacious and beautiful.
Dad's gone
Look back from time to time
Are you worried about me-
But in dad's eyes,
Full search
With a hint of melancholy.
the original
This is dad, too
Childhood school
What was the school like then?
My dad said
Soil-based black brick wall
Reach out and touch the beam
My dad said
No wires, no water.
Beat the rails with a hammer.
My dad said
Windows covered with plastic sheets in winter
Do arithmetic with your eyes closed
My dad said
The playground turned into mud after the rain.
Ten suns won't dry.
Don't say that. Don't say that.
The suffering and bitterness at that time
Has been swept away by the tide of reform
Thirty years of wind and rain
Because of the efforts of a whole generation.
we ushered in the
Rich life
Accompanied by cheerful music
We walked into the campus.
A full and happy day began.
Art class
Professional teachers just assigned by the Education Bureau.
Teach us watercolor and sketch.
He also took us to sketch outside the school.
Write down the changes in life with a brush.
Feel the beauty of life with your heart
I like physical education class.
The PE teacher assigned last year
He jumps very high.
I like music lessons.
Newly assigned female teachers
Her singing is really great.
Here comes the class, here comes the class.
This is an information class.
Computer education begins with dolls.
Rural children also love computers.
Chinese and math are no longer boring.
Multimedia has entered the rural classroom.
Teachers all say
New educational concept
Is the magic weapon to win.
Changes happen every day.
As if the speed of the seven gods.
Let the world pay attention.
"Good and fast new leap.
Take the lead in achieving a well-off society in an all-round way. "
Jiangdong hot land flooded by spring tide
Has become the capital of civilization.
The hot land of Jiangdong flooded by spring tides.
Your child
My pride
Cheer for you.
How about Tagore English junior high school English poetry reading (about 1 minute)?
The Flower of Champa
R. Rabindranath Tagore
If I become a golden flower, just for fun, growing on a tall branch, shaking in the wind with laughter, dancing on the newly grown leaves, mom, will you know me?
You will shout, "Baby, where are you?" I should laugh to myself and keep quiet.
I should secretly open my petals and watch you work.
When you take a shower, put your wet hair on your shoulders, walk through the shadow of the golden tree, and walk to the small courtyard where you pray. You will notice the fragrance of flowers, but you don't know it comes from me.
After lunch, you sit at the window and read Ramayana. The shadow of the tree falls on your hair and knees. I should cast my little shadow on your page, where you are studying.
But can you guess that's your child's little shadow?
When you go to the bullpen with a lighted lamp in your hand that night, I will suddenly fall to the ground again and become your own child again, asking you to tell me a story.
"Where have you been, you naughty boy?"
"I won't tell you, mom." That's what you and I will say then.
This is the full text, and it is a beautiful poem praising maternal love (this poem is included in Lesson 24 of the first volume of the seventh grade of People's Education Press).
Chinese is:
If I become a golden flower, for fun,
Growing on a tall branch, swinging in the air with a smile,
Mom, will you still know me?
If you yell, "Where are you, son?"
I snickered there, but didn't say a word.
I will quietly open my petals and watch you work.
When taking a bath, my wet hair falls over my shoulders and passes through the golden flowers shaded by green trees.
When you go to the small courtyard of prayer, you will smell the flowers.
But I didn't know the smell came from me.
At lunch, I sat at the window and read Ramayana.
When the shadow of that tree falls on your hair and knees,
I want to cast my little shadow on your page,
Right where you are reading.
But can you guess that this is a small shadow of your child?
When you take the lamp to the cowshed at dusk,
I'm going to suddenly fall to the ground again,
To be your child again, please tell me a story.
"Where have you been, you bad boy?"
"I won't tell you, mom."
That's what you and I were trying to say.
Children aged 5-7 recite poems 1. Birds in the Spring
Spring bird is a good partner of Golden Voice.
Every morning.
Wake me up from my dream.
Mom said that the birds in spring are calling me.
She asked me to go to the big forest with her.
Listen to the moving chorus of nature
3.pomegranate
Pomegranate blossoms.
Aunt Xia tied it.
A bright bow
Pomegranate fruit is ripe
It's Qiu's mother shaking it.
Harvest Kurenai Rin
4. straw hat
A small hole in the straw hat
I gave sunshine.
An open door
Look, the sun is setting.
They stepped on my shadow playfully.
Their footprints were left on my shadow.
6. fishing fire
The night is quiet.
river water
He's a good boy.
Listen to Mother Moon.
go to bed
The fisherman lit the fishing fire.
river water
It's like opening your eyes
talk/speak in one's sleep
7. Little fairy tales
Shao Yanxiang
To the south of the clouds,
That distant place,
A group of leaves said:
We want to be as open as flowers.
A group of flowers said:
We want to fly like birds.
A group of peacocks said:
We want to grow like trees.
10. Tianhe sea
The sky is overhead,
The sea tramples under your feet,
I released two,
Cheer up.
If you don't believe me,
You can tell:
Where is the sky,
Where is the sea?
English poetry reading for four minutes, with philosophy.
"You say you like rain, but when it rains, you open your umbrella. You say you love the sun, but when the sun shines, you find a shadow point. You said you liked the wind, but when it came, you closed the window. That's why I'm afraid, because you said you love me, too. "
-william shakespeare & lt I'm afraid & gt
Four minutes is too long. Take your time.
Pure music suitable for girls to recite poems in four minutes, urgent! white night
alone
Xiang yue ka Nong
The children recited the draft of Complete Poems, and the stars serenaded Richard Clayderman for two minutes. Kittens don't sleep during the day. Santa Richard Clayderman came to town. Richard Clay has a wonderful voice, bird thinker and swallow Zhang Yi.
Four-minute childlike poems about maternal love, read "Mother's Praise"
In the dark night sky
There is a full moon hanging.
Silver light sprinkled all over the earth.
Under the moon
There is still a light on in one room.
Under the light
There is a petite figure.
Still busy
She is my mother.
It's very late now
I am next to her.
I have fallen asleep sweetly.
My mother
Endless toil day and night.
Let the original thin you.
Pain.
13 years.
Have you ever complained?
not have
You are getting older every day.
I am in your warm arms.
daily growing
A year's hard work
Year after year of wind and rain.
Cover up your youthful appearance.
On your original white face
What is revealed is not a youthful smile.
Heartbreaking wrinkles.
In this world,
You are the only one who loves me deeply.
If I shout to the world
"mom"
In a dense crowd
Only a weak and powerful voice answered.
In the past days
I regreted
Regret not waking up to the sublimity and sacredness of maternal love.
I remember several times.
I hurt my mother deeply.
In this special day
I extend my cordial greetings to my mother.
"Mom, are you okay? Happy birthday to you. "
identical
In this special day
The child is holding hands.
Start singing a song
Play that tearful melody.
Sing mother's hymn
Find poems to recite, impassioned modern poems, and recommend two poems suitable for recitation in about 5 minutes, which are catchy to read and beautiful in artistic conception:
Youth likes it very much
At dusk, swallows fall, and Jiangnan cooks cigarettes until dusk.
The wind drags the sunset on others, in front of you.
Your sudden arrival in March made me sleepless.
The coupling of Yangchun with snow and aura comes from nature.
Temperament is a magnet, and you also attract the flowing drunken eyes.
What's new is the maverick scattered on you.
Water hibiscus is like an angel coming to earth.
Carve naturally, and no one will stop you from being free and easy.
I can't bear to be apart from you. Where will you clone your good karma in the future?
Love is not a whim, you blame me for perfunctory.
You say love does its best, and you do it.
Lost in trust, you belittle all my vows.
Honey, I'm sure I have nothing to do with you.
Please give me more time before I go to the end of the world.
A few red beans are as beautiful as you. Teach me how to reduce lovesickness.
You challenged me to say that I was really crazy.
Silly girl, you stole my old style.
I like this kind of youth very much
The prosperity of love
You said you were a flower floating in the world.
My tired wanderer is crazy enough to take you away.
You stopped me with a lie that conveyed words and rhythms.
The green trees and red flowers outside the window have been blooming desperately all summer.
When will the flying wing come to gather in prosperity?
Lonely enough to remove all the red clothes.
Finish the last summer of twenty.
Stop at a myth, you always praise my genius.
Lies that have encouraged me to be my own audience for years.
Move to another city and ignore my concern for you.
When exploring the road, I will also say something to strangers.
But I can't get away with it because of you.
It turns out that love has to work hard to realize how great it is.
At that time, I had drifted to the end of the world.
Recalling the angry words at the beginning, I regret it.
After a rain, a rainbow appeared on the vast sea.
I swore that I would love her even if I was silent for a lifetime.
You are a flower that blooms in my soul world and never fades.
Recite poems about the motherland for three minutes. Autumn wind with few words! Blow, blow!
I want to praise the flowers of my motherland.
I want to praise my flowery motherland!
Please blow my words into a bunch of flowers,
Yellow in gold, white in jade, green in spring, purple in autumn,
... and blow everything away,
Blow colorful, filled the sky, spread all over the earth!
Recite poems, a one-minute theme! Shu Ting's "goddess peak" has a good soundtrack, including "The Original Scenery of My Hometown".
Original: Nvshen Peak
Shu Ting
Wave to you in colorful flower handkerchiefs
Whose hand suddenly retracted?
Cover your eyes tightly.
People scattered, who?
Still standing at the stern
Clothes are flying like turbulent clouds.
Tao Jiang
Speak louder.
Lower your voice.
Beautiful dreams shed beautiful sadness.
Generation after generation.
However, the heart
Can it really turn into stone?
Because the crane overlooks the distant sky.
I miss the moonlight by the river countless times.
Along the river bank
The torrent of Jin Ju and Ligustrum lucidum
Is inciting new betrayal.
Instead of being exhibited on a cliff for thousands of years.
Why not cry on your lover's shoulder all night and accept it? ...