The exciting moment has come, because there will be a unique poetry reading contest this afternoon. Students are scrambling to participate, no matter what poems they recite.
Huang Zilin and Guan were the first to chant. They didn't recite very well, but they just passed casually. Nevertheless, the students gave them warm applause as encouragement. I hope they will make persistent efforts and go up a storey still higher.
I was the second to play. Standing on the podium, I put my excitement behind me and silently counted one, two, three. Go! I recited Yue Fei's "Man Jiang Hong" in the Song Dynasty. I recited the word word by word, and my voice was more majestic.
After the recitation, I bowed to the audience and the judges and walked back to my seat. I want to know what my score is. I thought to myself: alas! I hope I can get good grades.
When I saw Tang's recitation, I suddenly realized that I had made a very big mistake-I didn't move at all when I recited. However, when I heard the title of the poem recited by Tang was My Wish, I thought of a theme song named Only Wish by a famous detective Conan, which made me feel funny.
At this time, the atmosphere on the stage is very lively, and the ways of reading are also various, sometimes causing the whole class to burst into laughter, and sometimes making the whole class feel puzzled about poetry.
This most profound poem was written by Li Dongyuan himself. The most interesting thing is that this poem was written by Chen Ziyuan and others. "There is a dog in my house" describes an anecdote about a puppy in life, which is the sentence-"Poetry is among the people"; The most imaginative poem is Tang's My Wish, which reflects a little girl's longing for a better life, and at the same time makes people feel that Tang is full of expectation and enthusiasm for life.
My own recitation is still good. I hope that students will create more beautiful poems in the future, so that poems will always be with us!
Chapter Two: Poetry Reading Competition
This afternoon, we held a reading competition, which is our fifth grade competition.
At about two o'clock, we hurried down from the dormitory and gathered in the central square. Everyone was here, and we followed the teams of other classes into the competition field.
I get nervous as soon as the little host's loud voice starts.
It's almost time for our class. My heart is racing. Oh! Why do you have to go to the bathroom at a critical moment?
It's time for our class, and it's almost time for me to leave. I said to myself in my heart: don't be nervous.
"When those red berries come in spring, they flush on your southern branches. For me, take a hug home as a symbol of our love. " Let's give up! Just lip-synching. No, wait a minute. Remember that persistence is victory. I said to myself in my mind.
It's over. I'm relieved. But we don't know which class is the first. I've always wondered.
Chapter III: Poetry Reading Competition
Today, I participated in the "Ode to a Red Candle in September" poetry reading contest and won the first prize. I made it!
I reflect on this week's training, hey ... boring, boring and bitter. Teachers and classmates recommended me, and I became familiar with the manuscript. I got up at six in the morning and began to recite. Recite after lunch and finish your homework after school in the afternoon. I memorized it in one day. I memorized the manuscript and began to practice reading out my feelings. Let the whole family be judges when I finish my homework every day, and I will try my best to read it as if I were taking part in a competition. For the first time, my parents picked out many shortcomings for me, but I was not discouraged at all. I asked my parents to give me some guidance. I read it again as they said. My mother said, "the feeling of reading aloud is not bad, but the facial feeling is poor." I should smile and move a little. " After listening to my mother's words, I practice my mouth and movements in front of the big mirror every day after school. I practiced over and over again, watching my expression until I was satisfied, and then I called my parents and performed for them. They all said it was almost enough.
The official competition starts on Friday afternoon. I arrived at school one hour earlier than usual, and I was lucky to get the second place. The game starts at 2 pm on the school TV station. We contestants are waiting outside, and whoever is called will go in. When I wait, I feel like fifteen buckets of water-so anxious, I hope to call me later. It's my turn at last, but I'm not nervous at all. Pushing open the door, I saw that the competition site was full of judges and teachers. I strode to the camera and recited calmly. After the recitation, the judges and teachers applauded warmly. I thought to myself: it worked!
The contestants have finished reciting, and the judges and teachers began to award prizes according to the selection results. At this time, I was more nervous than when I was studying, and I almost held my breath and listened. When I heard the host loudly announce that the first place was Class Four (1). I couldn't help jumping up, and then I heard "yeah!" Oh, that's from our class.
Chapter Four: Poetry Reading Competition
This afternoon, after the first class, Teacher Zhou took our Class 3 (2) to the Hope Theater to participate in the "Ode to Spring" recitation competition. Because we recited it a few days ago, the students are very confident and hope to get good grades.
When we got there, we first listened to Mr. Wang's speech, and then watched the wonderful performances of other classes. I think: they recite so well that we must surpass them. It's our turn to perform. We lined up neatly and came to the stage. Looking down, there are many students under the stage. It's dark and we can't see their faces clearly. In this way, I'm a little nervous. Close my eyes, take a deep breath and relax. After the music started, I opened my eyes and threw myself into the recitation. But some students are a little nervous on the stage and don't perform well enough. Yu Sheng also grabbed a sentence, which made our hearts more nervous. In the next performance, the order of recitation was out of order again, and finally we only got 90 points, which made everyone unhappy.
Through this recitation competition, I understand a truth: it is impossible for only one person to perform in a team competition, and you will definitely not get good grades. Students must unite and cooperate closely in order to give full play to their own level and achieve good results.
Chapter Five: Poetry Reading Competition
The game has already started. The first one is "Little Brother and Kitten" recited by Class One. We read rhymes in the morning, and the classmates who played Li Bai wore ancient costumes. We pursed our lips for fear of laughing. You know, teacher Zhang will criticize us for not being serious when he sees us laughing.
"Morning and night, ups and downs, dance pavilions, singing platforms. For the moon, the wind is clear ... this is rhyme, son. "
"Oh, I see." We answered and wanted to laugh.
The rubber band jumped out. "Heaven to the ground, house to home, sunset to clouds, oriole to kingfisher …" "Bang, bang, bang …" We clapped our hands. After reading "Heaven to Earth, Room to Home ...", Teacher Zhang and another teacher came out to read: "Excellence to inferiority, ugliness to kindness, silence to noise ..." "Excellence to inferiority, ugliness to kindness, silence to noise ... It rains at home in Huangmei season, and frogs are everywhere in the grass pond. Mei Huang Shi, every family was flooded by rain, and the pond was covered with green grass and frogs. It rains at home in Huangmei season, in the grass pond, in the place, in the frog! " I shouted, "Stand up!" Yue Yiqi (unable to play her "Yi" and "Qi") appeared:
"Share weal and woe, joy and sorrow, bright eyes and white teeth ..." "Share weal and woe, joy and sorrow, bright eyes and white teeth ..." I shouted again: "Salute! After the ceremony! " It's over. We walked off the stage with applause. The one with the deepest memory is "Century XXX (I can't remember)" by Class One, Grade Four.
"... cold snowflakes covered with tough cherry blossoms. I want to teach you to love! Love, how can you refuse! ? Cold snow, melting, melting. Melt in the heart of cherry blossoms! "There is also a song called" A Thousand Miles of Chanjuan "written by XXX Class in Grade Four:" When will there be a bright moon? Ask about Sky Wine. I don't know what year it is tonight. I'm willing to ride the wind to the sky, I'm afraid I can't stand the cold for nine days in a pavilion of fine jade. Dance to find out what shadows look like on the earth. The moon turned into a scarlet pavilion, hanging low on the carved window, shining on the sleepy self. The moon should not have any resentment against people. Why is it round when people are gone? People are sad and happy, and they are separated and reunited. The moon will darken or shine, and it will become round or round. Nothing is perfect, even in the past. May people last for a long time, and thousands of miles are beautiful. "
"I am an old waterwheel worn by your river, spinning tired songs for hundreds of years; When you grope in the tunnel of history, I am a miner's lamp with black forehead; I am a withered ear of rice; It is a roadbed that has been in disrepair for a long time; This is a barge on the muddy beach ... (it's too long, so I won't write the full text) "
"Jiangnan is good and the scenery is old; Sunrise is red as fire, and spring is green as blue. Can you not remember Jiangnan? Jiang Nanyi, the most memorable is Hangzhou; Looking for laurel trees in Zhongshan Temple in the month, watching the tide on the pillow in the county pavilion. Jiang Nanyi, followed by martial arts; Wu Yi cup of spring bamboo leaves, Wu Wa dance lotus drunk. I will meet you sooner or later! "
We watched it on the playground all day. It was really nice! I didn't attend class, so I had a meal, and the rest of the time I watched the game on the playground.
Teachers from other schools are here, and so is the Director of Education Bureau! Our school, how nice! There are science and technology festivals, art festivals, singing competitions and other colorful activities.
The results have come down. Our class won the second prize and got the 200 yuan class fee! In fact, we are not far from the first prize, just 0. Only three points.
How important it is to unite as one! Without unity, the game will be a mess, let alone win prizes, let alone have so many wonderful readings. After school, I thought about it carefully and wrote it down for fear of forgetting. I hope you like it.