Xu Rong volunteered. He ran to the podium and looked confident. He generously invited Shi Yuning, and a good show we were looking forward to officially began!
As soon as Xu Rong and Shi Yuyu came to power, they blurted out a song "Out of the Great Wall" and "Bright Moon in Qin Dynasty, People Did Not Return on the Long March". A poem was recited vividly by Xu Rong, who was still shaking his head, feeling a bit like a "little poet". Shi Yuning, who was invited to the stage, was a little shy, but obviously prepared. She is not only proficient in reciting, but also very emotional. A song "Moonlit Night on a Spring River" won bursts of applause. Xu Rong picked up another song, Sleeping by the Maple Bridge, which was quite challenging. Shi Yuning took his time. When he recited the poem Gulangyu, the mood of the whole class was immediately ignited. He and Shi Yuning recited a well-known sentence together.
Time passed by, and gradually, their game became more difficult. Finally, it was an eight-to-eight draw, and this critical moment came! At this time, whoever is inspired will be the champion! I saw Xu Rong holding his head high and his chin propped up. Hey, she really looks like a thinker. Shi Yuning frowned slightly, clenched his lower lip and thought nervously. Finally, Shi Yuning broke the silence and won the championship by saying, "The sea rises and the moon rises, and the horizon is * * *".
The boys who have been refusing to admit defeat can't hold back. They surrounded the podium, and Yao bravely resisted the pressure and launched a challenge. They hit the level of 18 in a blink of an eye, and this competition inspired their fighting spirit. The fiercer they fought in Vietnam, the more neck and neck they became. We viewers will no longer stand by, pick up books and materials, wave and shout. Finally, these two "scholars" and "champions" lived up to expectations and created an unbeaten "myth of ancient poetry"!
We also stand up, Xiu Xiu himself. "The twilight clouds are full of cold, and the silver-haired people turn to the tracts silently." "Moonlight comes in the mountains, but morning doesn't come ..." Everyone reads, carries and reads with great interest. The classroom is very lively, and our laughter and poetry recitation are constantly coming out.
For today's PK competition, we can say that we all spent a lot of time looking up information and turning over books. Finally, I understand the meaning before I can recite it. This competition not only tests our usual accumulation of ancient poetry, but also is an amazing and unforgettable competition. If you don't accumulate at ordinary times, unless you have a good memory, you will cram for the Buddha's feet temporarily. Otherwise, this time you will see if reading at ordinary times is useful.
The time of a class passed quietly like this, and we couldn't keep up with the pace of time. Although the game is over, we still love the Mid-Autumn Festival, the moon and ancient poems. On August 15, the edge of the moon is slowly broken and rounded. The beauty of the moon is eternal. I believe that in the next Mid-Autumn Festival, we will praise the beautiful moon with more beautiful poems, more beautiful language and more pure feelings.