The first volume of Tomb-Sweeping Day.
Voiceover:
Turning the page of China's history, every festival is saturated with the splendid civilization of oriental culture, and every festival shines with magical national cohesion.
In this season of revival of all things, Qingming comes to us with melodious spring outing and euphemistic yearning, telling the profound cultural origin of the Chinese nation and the essence of human nature! Carry one
Broken Array (News Agency when Swallows Come) (Song) Yan Shu
Swallow came to the news agency, after the Qingming Festival in pear flower falls. At three or four o'clock on the pond, there are one or two orioles at the bottom of the leaves, and the days are long and the flocs are light. Laughing at the female companion in the eastern suburbs, Sang Daoying. The suspect had a good dream last night. It turns out that the grass fight won today, and there was laughter on both sides.
Cold food Tang Han yi
In late spring, Chang 'an city is full of songs and dances, and countless flowers fall. The east wind of the Cold Food Festival blows on the willow trees in the royal garden. As night fell, the palace was busy lighting candles, and smoke drifted to the house of the prince and the marquis. Tang Zhangji is Lu's subordinate.
The tiller loves the boat, and the spring grass is green and the fields are vast; Try going to the Wumen Gate to see the county Guo, there is new smoke in Qingming.
"The Qingming Festival in Su Causeway" Wu Weixin in the Southern Song Dynasty
Pears bloom in the light, and wanderers go out of the city in spring. At dusk, the songs are ready, and the willows belong to a warbler.
Zhu's Spring Day in the Southern Song Dynasty
Beautiful spring outing in Surabaya, the endless scenery is new. Everyone can see the face of spring, the spring breeze blows flowers open, thousands of purple, and the scene of spring is everywhere.
Review class ii
Scene series: Seeing the scene song and dance performance of teachers and students from the music of "Spring Dawn"
Yi Tang Jiangnan Bai Juyi
The scenery in Jiangnan is very beautiful, and the picturesque scenery has long been familiar. At sunrise, the river is redder than the fire. In spring, the river is as green as blue, so we can't forget Jiangnan.
Village House is lofty and lofty.
In February, the grass grows and the warblers fly, and the willows are drunk with spring smoke. The children came back from school early, so they were busy flying kites in the east wind.
Du fu in Tang dynasty
Jiangshan bathed in spring, how beautiful, flowers send flowers. Mud swallows, sand warms mandarin ducks to sleep.
"Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night" Tang Du Fu
Good rain knows the season, when spring comes. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.
The wild path is dark, and the river is bright. Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy. Recite three
Series of scenes: After the recitation, a group of pure and beautiful girls took the stage in the music of spring. They are immersed in the joy of spring and recite slowly with the feeling of music. . . . (A male teacher and ten female students)
Zhu Ziqing's Spring
Looking forward to, looking forward to, the east wind is coming, and the pace of spring is approaching.
Everything looked like I had just woken up, and I opened my eyes with joy. The mountains are moist, the water is long, and the sun is blushing.
The grass crawled out of the soil, tender and green. In the garden and in the field, look, there are many such trees. Sit, lie down, roll twice, kick a few balls, run a few laps, grab a few laps. The wind is quiet and the grass is soft.
Peach trees, apricot trees and pear trees are all in full bloom, and you won't let me or I won't let you. Red is like fire, pink is like chardonnay and white is like snow. When you close your eyes, the flowers are sweet, and the trees seem to be full of peaches, Xinger and pears. Hundreds of bees are buzzing under the flowers, and butterflies of different sizes are flying around. Wildflowers are everywhere: miscellaneous, named and unnamed, scattered among flowers, like eyes, like stars, still flashing.
"Blowing your face is not cold, willow trees become a shade", yes, like a mother's hand touching you. The wind brought the smell of new ploughing, mixed with the smell of grass, and the fragrance of various flowers, all brewing in the slightly humid air. Birds nest in flowers and leaves. They are very happy. Calling friends proudly showed off her crisp voice and sang melodious songs, which set each other off in harmony with the light wind and flowing water. The piccolo of the shepherd boy on the cow's back rang all day at this time.
Rain is the most common and lasts for three or two days. Don't be upset. You see, like cow hair, like a flower needle, like a filament, densely woven diagonally, and there is a thin layer of smoke on the roof. The leaves are bright green, and the grass is green to the eyes. At night, the lights turned on, and a little dim light set off a quiet and peaceful night. Going to the countryside, on the path, by the stone bridge, people are walking slowly with umbrellas; There are also farmers working in the fields, wearing hemp fiber and hats. Their thatched cottage is sparse and silent in the rain.
There are more kites in the sky and more children on the ground. In urban and rural areas, every household, old and young, came out one by one, as if in a hurry. Relax, be full of energy and do your own thing. "A year's plan lies in spring"; At the beginning, there is plenty of time and hope.
Spring is like a newborn doll. It's new from head to toe and still growing.
Spring is like a little girl, dressed up and walking with a smile.
Spring is like a strong young man with iron arms, waist and feet. He led us forward.
Knock down pedestrians on the road
Voiceover:
The clear rain turned the eternal Tang poetry and Song poetry into vivid life ink.
The Qingming wind turns the spring warmth and autumn coolness of life into the passion of the years!
The apricot blossom and spring rain in the south of the Yangtze River reminds us of those warm-blooded men who joined the army and fought in the frontier fortress; Let us cherish the memory of those brave soldiers who are searching up and down;
The autumn wind in Huma is a storm in the north. Let us remember those heroes and talents who are loyal to the country, and let us respect the national spirit of sacrificing one's life for righteousness. Courseware: The picture scroll unfolds slowly, and the calligraphy style of "rolling down pedestrians on the road" appears.
Recite 1 Chinese people have the custom of sweeping graves to worship their ancestors since ancient times. On this day, people will help the old and bring the young to the cemetery, offer wine, food and fruit to the graves of their loved ones, and then burn paper money to worship. It seems that Gao Zhu's Tomb-Sweeping Day and Su Shi's Jiangchengzi are both masterpieces in Qingming mourning. Tomb-Sweeping Day Gaozhu in Southern Song Dynasty
There are many tomb fields in the north and south hills, and the Qingming sweeps each other. Paper ashes fly into white butterflies, and blood and tears are dyed into red azaleas.
At dusk, the fox sleeps on the grave. At night, before the children laugh at the lights, there is wine to drink in life, and a drop does not reach Jiuquan. Su Shi, Jiangchengzi in Southern Song Dynasty
Ten years of life and death are two boundless, disapproving and unforgettable. A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about. Even if we don't know each other, our faces are dusty and our temples are frosty. When night came, my dream suddenly came home. Xiao Xuan window, get dressed. Care for each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears. It is estimated that the annual heartbroken place, moonlit night, short matsuoka.
Review class ii
Nanxiangzi? 6? 1 Jingkou Gubeiting Nostalgia for Xin Qiji in Southern Song Dynasty
Where to see China? Full of scenery, Gu Bei Building. How many things have gone up and down through the ages? The long and endless Yangtze River is rolling forward! I was too young to stop fighting in the southeast. Who is the world hero? Cao Liu. Have a baby like Sun Zhongmou!
Recite three
Yue Fei, "Man Jiang Hong" in Southern Song Dynasty
Angry hair rushing to the crown, leaning on the fence and drizzling. Looking up, screaming in the sky, strong and fierce. Thirty fame, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and the moon. Don't be idle, white and sad!
Jingkang shame, still not snow; When will courtiers hate it? Driving a long car, breaking through the lack of Helan Mountain. Eat pork when you are hungry, and drink Hun blood when you are thirsty. Stay from the beginning, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and go to the sky!
Recite four
"Some people" Cang Kejia
Some people are alive and he is dead;
Some people died, and he is still alive.
Some people, riding on the people's heads, said, "Oh, how great I am!" "
Some people bend down to be cows and horses for the people.
Some people carve their names on stones to think of "immortality";
Some people would rather be weeds and wait for the underground fire.
Some people can't live if they are alive;
Some people, he lives to live better for most people.
Those who ride on people's heads are crushed by people;
People will always remember those who work for the people!
Those who carve their names on stones, their names rot earlier than the bodies;
Wherever the spring breeze blows, there are green weeds everywhere.
He lives, others can't live, and his fate can be seen;
He lives for most people who live a better life, and the masses hold him high.
Recite six
Remembering Lei Feng (Poetry) (Liu)
The flowers in March fragrant your name,
The light rain in March wet the song.
Your name is not the only one walking side by side with 1963.
Standing at the starting line of 1963, I began to stare.
On the barren land without love,
You are a green tree, a spring flower;
In the starry sky without love,
You are a bright moon and a star;
In the journey without love,
You are a ship, a bridge;
In the winter without love,
You are a spring breeze, a pot of charcoal fire;
Lei Feng! You are a monument to love,
Flag of love, model of love!
How many people call your name for love,
When the bicycle that knocked down the old man drove away,
When the old lady hobbled along the muddy runway,
When the young people in the workshop dozed off against the wall,
When cement and steel are lost at the construction site ...
Infiltrate the thoughts of March,
Bathed in the red rain in March,
I am infatuated with the story of Lei Feng.
Sing softly—
Recite seven
Scenes in series: a picture of the Prime Minister appears on the big screen, and the voice outside the picture is four poems in Occasionally in Spring: "The cherry blossoms are red on the stranger, and the willow leaves are green by the pool. In the sound of swallows, acacia is another year. " As a guide, it leads to "Prime Minister Shili"
A ten-mile street leading to the Prime Minister.
The weather is gray, cloudy and cold. The sidewalks on both sides of Chang 'an Avenue are crowded with men, women and children. The road is so long and there are so many people that you can't see the east end and the west end. People are all wrapped in black gauze on their arms and white flowers on their chests, and their eyes are all looking at the direction where Premier Zhou's hearse will come. An old woman with silver hair leaned against a locust tree on crutches and waited anxiously and patiently. A young couple, husband holding his little daughter, wife holding their six or seven-year-old son, squeezed off the sidewalk and looked around. A group of tearful red scarves, arm in arm with each other, stood on tiptoe and looked at each other. ...
Night began to fall. After several leading cars passed by, the Prime Minister's hearse came slowly. Black and yellow paddles hung around the hearse, decorated with big white flowers, which were solemn. People feel sad, and their eyes move with the hearse. It seems that someone is silently conducting. Old people, young people and children all stood up straight, took off their hats and looked at the hearse helplessly, crying, without wiping away the tears on their cheeks.
On this ten-mile long street, Premier Zhou sent away many international friends from five continents and four seas, and accompanied Chairman Mao to inspect the people many times. People often see Premier Zhou happily, and see his strong physique and kind face. Today, however, he is quietly lying in the hearse, farther and farther away, saying goodbye to us!
The hearse moves slowly, affecting the hearts of thousands of people. Many people chased the hearse on the sidewalk. How people wish the car could stop and time could stop! But the hearse faded away and finally disappeared into the boundless night. People still stood quietly with their backs to the direction of the hearse, as if waiting for Premier Zhou to come back.
Beiba
Understanding Qingming (excerpt) Yang Dexiang
It is said that the spring scenery of this festival is very strong.
It is said that this festival is very rich in connotation.
The fresh wind and bright rain are the unique curtain of China.
Beautiful scenery is the window of global yearning.
Our Qingming is more like a boat.
Memories and thoughts, so quietly through the gap of time:
Our Qingming is more like a colorful building.
Expectation and yearning, so quietly boarded the beautiful nine:
The meaning of existence was baptized on this day,
The value of life is discovered on this day;
The essence of life is sublimated on this day.
Interest status is managed on this day.
We firmly believe that the other side of immaturity is absolutely full of maturity.
We firmly believe that the green front is undoubtedly a fragrant harvest. ...
Hand in hand, we are in love with five continents.
The call of the great rejuvenation of the Chinese nation inspires the flesh and blood of the people of China.
Review lesson 9:
"Take off! Motherland (collective recitation)
Woman: After 5000 years.
Aft 60 years of colorful flower season,
On the continent of rivers, the Mae of water, the Yang of mountains and the shore of the sea,
Ripples and echoes:
Qi: Take off! homeland
M: We use the Book of Songs? 6? 1 the sound of ear closing;
With the rhyme of Qu Yuan's Ode to Orange;
With the style of Qin;
Based on the rhythm of Tang poetry, Song ci and Yuan Qu;
Qi: Sing the magnificence of your historical years;
Sing about the grandeur of your magnificent mountains and rivers.
W: Let's take Wen Tianxiang's Song of Benevolence and Righteousness and Lu Xun's Scream as examples.
Qi: Sing your tall and straight backbone, your strong backbone and unyielding dignity.
Woman: Dear motherland,
Let's pick the hands of Wei, Cha and Sang.
Weave colorful lanterns and brocade;
Man: Let's call Jiang Hehai's voice.
Singing the magnificent and passionate march of the volunteers,
Sing the surging passion that has stirred our hearts for thousands of years;
Qi: The Yellow River is fierce, the Yangtze River is strong, Mount Tai is strong, and Kunlun Mountain is wide. Wan Li has magnificent mountains and rivers.
Male 1: Looking up at the blue sky,
Nu Wa: "shenzhou spaceship", Space Shuttle, the Goddess Chang'e flying to the moon, Millennium Dream,
Man 2: Overlooking the earth,
Female Qi: The Three Gorges Project, the wonders of the world, the Bird's Nest in Beijing, raising phoenix and luring Luan.
Qi: Dear motherland, five thousand years of gestation and accumulation,
Sixty years of sublation and tempering,
Peaceful development and scientific development.
No matter how stormy it is, it is better to walk around.
Woman: Take the long wind,
Man: break the waves,
Female: cut through thorns and thorns,
M: carry forward the past and forge ahead,
Qi: Our motherland is moving towards a brilliant tomorrow! The music sounded.
Today, we recite poems and interpret classics.
Today, we accumulate wisdom and inherit culture.
We appreciate life and cherish the present. Great times can turn every road of life into a feat;
We grasp the spring and undertake the future. The lofty pursuit can turn the spirit of every life into sunshine! Distinguished guests:
Teachers,
Students,
Tomb-Sweeping Day's classic reading activities
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