There are ancient works and classic poems full of the flavor of the times at the recitation, and the selected poems are inspiring and moving. The applause continued throughout the venue, and the students recited emotionally and emotionally, which made everyone crazy.
Behind success is hardship and sweat. Only with hard work and sweat can we achieve final success and see colorful rainbows.
After the silence, one poem after another flowed out of her mouth ... the wind and rain sent the spring home, the snow flew in the spring ... until the flowers bloomed, it laughed in the bushes. " She recited her poems like a great poet, and her voice cleansed everyone's heart. After the recitation, warm applause rang out again in the classroom.
The host took the program in his hand and went to the podium again and again, welcoming one player after another with enthusiasm and joy. Time flies, and it's my turn in a blink of an eye. When the third student in the fourth group came on stage, I suddenly felt weak and my face was burning. I watched the game with excitement.
However, time flies, and the time has finally come-the host finally read my name, and it's time for me to go on stage. On the stage, I was silent and didn't know how to speak. I looked at the host with an iron bar in my hand-fortunately, she gave me an encouraging look. I finally spoke, and Qingyin read the song "Market in the Sky" in front of the mirror, which I have practiced countless times.
Recite, recite, the voice suddenly becomes smaller. When I was about to recite the whole poem, I found myself speechless. My heart is racing, my face is getting hotter and my feet are getting softer and softer. The world seems
I froze at that moment, unable to move forward or retreat. I stood helpless on the stage. The head teacher who was filming gave me the last sentence. In case of amnesty, I returned to my seat in despair. My whole body is shaking and my face is shaking.
Eggs are red, just like baking in the hot sun, and my heart is still pounding.
The first person to step onto the platform is the monitor-Fan, who is the host. Holding a piece of paper in her hand, she said calmly and firmly, "Today.
God, it's our recitation contest in Class One, Grade Seven. First of all, please welcome the first group of Hong Yachun! "The students applauded together, and the applause was as loud as the waves lapping on the coast. Everyone stared at the podium with anticipation, each
People's faces are full of passion and pink smiles.
The competition is going on in an orderly way. The students are going up and down, clapping and laughing.
After a silence, one poem after another flowed out of her mouth: "... wind and rain send spring home, snow flies to welcome spring ... until the flowers bloom, it laughs in the bushes." She recited her poems like a great poet, and her voice cleansed everyone's heart. After the recitation, warm applause rang out again in the classroom.
I hope I can help you and adopt it.