Poetry towards the podium

So, I read aloud the first paragraph of this poem, and then it was my good friend's turn. She recited it in a brisk voice. If my voice is like a surging river, her voice is like a clear and cheerful stream, jingling along the way. It makes people feel relaxed and happy at once. After reading aloud, the students applauded us and gave us admiring eyes. I also have a sense of pride in my heart.

This is my deskmate. He walked slowly to the platform. With excitement, tension and shyness on his face. His voice is high, like the surging Yangtze River, and his tone is cadence. But he stopped suddenly, and we were all surprised. He blushed and asked the teacher how to pronounce the word.

Ah! I see. Laughter broke out from time to time in the class.

The deskmate didn't feel embarrassed, but he was still reading with his high voice. At this time, no one laughed any more. Everyone listened to him quietly. After reading it, I couldn't help applauding him. I really admire his spirit.