How to write a diary of poetry reading in the second primary school of Junan?

This afternoon, we held a poetry recitation in the lecture hall. Reciting is irregular and out of order. Poetry or poetry can be recited.

The first classmate went up, one by one. It's almost there. I'm nervous, but I still look relaxed. It's finally my turn. I'm too nervous to catch my skirt. In the process of reading, I gradually adapted to this scene, and my confidence is gradually rising. After reading it, I was relieved and relaxed. The flash never stopped during the whole process. The hands of the students who took pictures are sore. Time flies, and soon the activity will be over. I really hope to participate in more such activities in the future!