Essay on poetry recitation contest

This morning, the teacher walked into the classroom with a smile on his face and happily said to us, "Students, this week is Putonghua Week, and in order to promote the knowledge of Mandarin to the students in the class, we will hold a recitation contest today!" The students said in unison

Good! "I patted my head, yes, the teacher has been asking us to prepare for the text group recitation competition a long time ago, I forgot, I haven't prepared yet. So I hurriedly turned out the textbook. The team leader also asked us to discuss the division of labor. We were discussing and preparing in full swing.

I finally got to the first lesson.

The teacher asked us to draw lots to decide which lesson we read. "Who is in your group? "The teacher walked up to us with a stack of papers.

The back table happily shouted, "I'll come, I'll come." I saw him tap his hand a few times, and finally picked up a piece of paper.

Which lesson is it? The tablemate asked impatiently. Open it and take a look:

Twelve lessons. "Great. We all agreed.

In lesson 12, the emotion of reading does not need to be impassioned, nor does it need to be "grief-stricken". It's right in my arms.

When I was ready, I thought it was the first in our group (we were in a group), but I was so nervous, and then the teacher said that it would be decided by drawing numbers, and as a result, our group became the penultimate one. With this numbering, I have the confidence to relax and listen carefully to the reading.

Some people read it with great emotion and make us feel as if they were there, some people read it plain and boring, and some people read it very interestingly, which makes people laugh, and some people laugh halfway through reading. . .

In the end, it was finally our group's turn.

After I finished reading it with trepidation, the judges commented that the table was speaking at the right pace and full of emotion, the group leader was too deep, the back table was too fast, and I was too lively.

Actually, I think I read it pretty well. (Allow me to be narcissistic here).

The recital was over, and the results had not yet come out, but no matter whether the grades were good or bad, I still learned a lot about reading aloud through this activity.

I'm looking forward to the next event

The second poetry recitation contest started again, and our school also signed up for the selection of materials and rehearsals by our homeroom teacher, Mr. Liu

In just a few weeks, the rehearsal became very intense, often rehearsing for a day But we were not nervous and dealt with it casually, which made Teacher Liu have a straight face all day and was very angry But she still calmed down and patiently guided Finally, the hard work paid off At the competition, we used beautiful shapes and pleasant voices to make everyone intoxicated After the performance, there was a burst of applause That night, we learned that we won the first place, and the good news made several students jump three feet high, and some even cried

I don't love to participate in the event, or I was dragged over this time But the incomparably joyful mood after this competition makes me unforgettable in my life It at least let me know: there is a good opportunity in front of me, and it is a pity not to grasp it Some people may say that it is very bitter and do not want to practice But have you thought about it, and the incomparably joyful mood of getting the award is not a bitter compensation? When you are older, how sweet it tastes when you look back on it!

If there is this opportunity next time, I will definitely do better, and I also hope that those masters who are "secluded" will also come out to show their skills

Just change some of it.