Ancient poetry creation
Composition of Ancient Poetry 1 Teacher Pan told us this afternoon: "The ancient poetry garden has begun. Do you want to play? " We said with one voice, "Yes!" Oh, I left my ticket for ancient poetry at home. I have to ask Mr. Pan for one. I walked out of the classroom and found many people outside. I went to Class Two first and took part in the activities of reciting ancient poems in Class Two. Then I went to Class Four, and Class Four was reciting ancient poems. It's time to go to my own class-I love reciting poems. In the end, there are only five classes left. Class five is a ballroom. I got eight stars in a row. A creative sports car pen.
Today, I really like the ancient poetry garden! I learned knowledge and had a good time.
Ancient Poetry Composition 2 There are no clouds in Wan Li in the morning, and waterfowl fly high, praising the peach blossoms on this endless river. Li Bai, a great poet, boarded a boat and was ready to leave home and travel elsewhere by boat.
At this time, a wisp of flute broke the tranquility of the horizon, and a figure slowly came to the boat from a distance. When Li Bai looked carefully, it turned out to be his friend Wang Lun.
Wang Lun said, "Li Bai, can't all these peaches and plums keep you?" Li Bai said, "Wang Lun, my mind is made up. I must fly away and fulfill my dream. " Wang Lun reluctantly asked, "when will you come back? Li Bai said, I don't know, but I will write to you.
Li Bai boarded the ship and looked at Wang Lun's distant back, leaving two lines of tears.
I took the ancient poetry exam at school today. Although my mother reviewed it for me yesterday, I was still a little nervous. I got Grade Five and transferred for the second time. I drew five songs, Tomb-Sweeping Day, flowers are not flowers. I sent Yuaner to Anxi, and the autumn songs were titled Xilin Wall. The examiner's sister said I could recite, but she didn't know. I am flattered.
After the exam, I felt very happy and went home happily. When I got home, my grandparents and mother praised me. I will continue to work hard.
Composition of Ancient Poems 4 This morning, my mother gave me a book "Children Reading Ancient Poems by Looking at Pictures". I chose a song from the middle, the name is: Emei Mountain Moon Song, written by Li Bai in the Tang Dynasty. This poem is written like this: Emei Mountain is half moon and autumn, and the shadow enters Pingqiang River.
At night, I sent a clean stream to the Three Gorges, but I missed Yuzhou. This poem means that the poet went to the Three Gorges by boat at night and saw a half moon on Mount Emei. The shadow of the moon is reflected in the water. After the ship turned to Yuzhou, the moon was hidden from view by the mountains, which made people miss their hometown. I like this poem. Mount Emei is beautifully written in it. I want to have a look. There are many beautiful places in China, and I love my motherland.
Composition of Ancient Poetry 5 Last week, the school held a recitation of ancient poetry. The poem performed by our class is "indifferent to Qingming, quiet and far-reaching". Everyone is very excited and excited. When boys say quiet and self-cultivation, and girls say frugal and self-cultivation, I feel that girls perform better, because I am a little slow with a fan, which may not be noticed by everyone, but I am still a little guilty. I hope this will not affect the performance of the class.
In the future, I will prepare all kinds of school activities with my classmates in the best state to win glory for my class. In addition, I hope our class can enter the top five of the whole school this time.
Ancient Poetry Composition 6 In March, when spring is blooming, the bright sunshine is all over Wuhan, and the orchids are not in full bloom. The morning breeze has wafted a little bit of breath, and the air is particularly fresh.
"Lao Meng, do you really want to go?" Li Bai said that Meng Haoran said, "I'll wait for you to finish before I go to Yangzhou. The grapes are dried into raisins. " Li Bai said with a smile, "Haha, wine tastes good when dried into raisins!" Meng Haoran got on the boat and said to Li Bai, "I'll wait for you in Yangzhou." Li Bai responded, "OK, I'll come to you as soon as I'm finished." The boat slowly began to paddle, and Meng Haoran added, "Don't forget to come to Yangzhou to find me after you finish!" Li Bai said, "Don't worry, I won't forget it. When I get to Yangzhou, we'll have a few drinks. " Meng Haoran said, "Good." As the ship went farther and farther, Meng Haoran seemed to be saying something, but he couldn't hear it. Li Bai can't send Meng Haoran to Yangzhou, so he has to watch. Meng Haoran's boat should have disappeared, but Li Bai still stood there and waited for a while before he came to his senses with a bird song. Write with a brush:
My old friend resigned from the Yellow Crane Tower,
Fireworks fell in Yangzhou in March.
Lonely sails, distant shadows, blue sky,
Only the Yangtze River flows in the sky.
I copied ten ancient poems and took them to the balcony to recite.
When I came to the balcony, I began to read the ancient poem aloud: "The moon is shining high, the geese are flying high ..." As I read it, my voice gradually faded. If only I had a super memory!
At this moment, I heard the sound of opening the door. When I turned around, my aunt had come in. She asked me, "Have you memorized all these ten poems?" I thought about it and said, "Almost. I should be able to recite it. " "Well, come out and give it to me in the living room." Aunt said and went out.
I stood nervously in front of menstruation and began to recite ancient poems. However, when I recited the last song, I was tongue-tied and couldn't recite it. Shit! How could you forget? I am really unlucky.
I have to read aloud in my notebook again. I read it carefully several times and thought: I won't forget it again!
I stood in front of my aunt confidently and recited ten poems fluently. Aunt praised me happily.
I think: don't be too hasty in doing anything in the future, have confidence and don't be afraid.
Ancient Poetry Composition 8 I read two ancient poems today, one is "Bees" and the other is "Preface to Wang Tengting". After reading these two poems, I understand two things.
After reading Bee, I understand that the meaning of a person's life is not what he gets from others, but what he gives to others. Like bees, collecting honey for people. After picking honey, it doesn't care what Dont Ask For Help people will give it in return, but serves the people wholeheartedly. We should learn from the spirit of bees, which serve people without asking for anything in return.
After reading "Teng Xu", I learned to treat difficulties as experiences and respond positively with optimistic attitude and tenacious will. If so, you will find that setbacks are actually the classroom of life. Only after many times of tempering in the classroom of life can you get your true self!
These two poems have taught us some life truths. Only by reciting more poems can we accumulate more knowledge and understand more life truths!
Our motherland is a country with a long history, but how can we understand the material life and ideological interests of ancient China people? In addition to understanding their living standards from archaeological discoveries, we can also understand the life interest of the ancients from the preserved ancient poems.
Poetry embodies the wisdom of ancient people in China. Let's start with a few great poets. Li Bai's poems are sometimes magnificent and sometimes exaggerated and romantic. For example, "Flying down three thousands of feet, it is suspected that the Milky Way has fallen for nine days." La! "Dangerous buildings are hundreds of feet high, and you can pick stars with your hands." La! Du Fu, on the other hand, recorded the life of the people at that time and his exclamation in a realistic way. "Petals fall like tears, and lonely birds sing their sadness. After three months of war, a letter from home is worth a ton of gold. " Su Dongpo's ci is full of lofty aspirations and lofty sentiments. "A river that is gone forever, a man who has been scoured by waves and has been romantic for ages." "I will bow like a full moon, look northwest and shoot Sirius." Even the ancient folk poem Ode to Snow is full of poetic meaning. If you don't believe me, look: "the snow is all over the sky, up and down." The yellow dog is white and the white dog is swollen. "
From ancient poems, you can imagine people's lives thousands of years ago and experience their profound feelings about life, so as to have a further understanding of our long-standing culture.
Today, we are going for a spring outing. It is raining. I hold up my umbrella. The teacher said it would be Tomb-Sweeping Day tomorrow. I think of an ancient poem: "It rains a lot during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to die." Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village. "
Think of another poem: "The grass grows long and the warbler flies in February, and the willow is drunk with spring smoke. The children came back from school early and were busy flying kites in the east wind. " This spring, I also flew a kite. The sky is full of kites. My mother bought me a big tiger kite. I flew it high.
Another time, in homework, let's recite an extracurricular ancient poem and draw a picture. I drew a line from "Longxi West", "I am still living in a dream with poor bones by the Wuding River". Painted a bearded poet, crying by the Wuding River.
I like reading ancient poems because they are very touching. Just like in Chinese class, Mr. Huang will gesture, shake his head and read slowly: "When you go to two or three miles, there are four or five smoke villages." There are six or seven pavilions with 90 flowers. "
Ancient poetry composition 1 1 came to Luoyang city in autumn. When the autumn wind blows, the leaves turn into golden carpets. Apples in the orchard hang on trees like small lanterns. In that field, Miss Qiu's hair fluttered with the wind, and the birds changed ranks in the air, as if performing.
In this crisp autumn season, Zhang Ji has left his hometown to be an official for five years. I want to write a letter to my family. How are my grandparents? Where are mom and dad? Are you okay? It's hard for a wife to be alone. How are the children? Thousands of question marks flew out of his heart, and he immediately picked up a pen and wrote a letter. Unconsciously, he has written more than ten pages.
A few days later, someone suddenly said to Zhang Ji that someone was going to your hometown. Send a message. Zhang Ji jumped three feet and immediately ran to the man's home with the letter. Just when everything was ready, Zhang Ji suddenly said to him, "Brother, you stay." Say that finish, immediately take out the letter and see if there is anything missing. After reading it, I was relieved.
That night, Zhang Ji dreamed of his closest, most familiar and nostalgic hometown and the scene of playing as a child, with a sweet smile in his dream.
Composition of Ancient Poems 12 My mother assigned me a special task-looking for ancient poems in spring. I wonder, how can I find this? Mother smiled and said, "You will know when you see spring."
On the way to school, my mother pointed to the willow tree on the roadside and asked me, "Have you thought of anything?" I looked at the sprouted willow, thought and thought, and had a brainwave. Isn't this "Jasper disguised as a tree, and ten thousand pieces of green silk hang down"? I finally understood what my mother meant.
In the next few days, I found many ancient poems. Seeing clusters of golden rape flowers, I thought that "children are scrambling to chase Huang Die, and flying into cauliflower is nowhere to be found"; Isn't that like "spring can't close the garden, an apricot goes out of the wall", and a peach blossom goes out of the fence? Seeing kites in the sky in Luopu Park, I thought, "Children come back from school early and are busy flying kites in the east wind"; When I saw the duckling playing in the water, I thought of "three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo, and spring water warms the duck prophet"; Seeing the blossoming peach blossoms, cherry blossoms and apricot blossoms, I thought of "the flowers of the four families of maple leaves, each with its own merits, and the flowers are low"; In the continuous spring rain, I thought of "the rain in the sky is crisp, and the grass color is near but not far."
It turns out that ancient poetry is not far away from us, just around us, and I have successfully completed the task given to me by my mother.
Ancient Poetry Composition 13 I have loved ancient poetry since I was a child. I love her artistic conception, which is catchy and always makes me memorable.
I like the artistic conception that only ancient poetry has. "There are no birds in a hundred mountains, and there are no footprints in a thousand roads." Let me see the snow-capped mountains. The path has disappeared in the snow. "A boat, a bamboo cloak, an old man fishing in the cold Jiang Xue." I also saw a fishing boat drifting alone on the biting cold river. On the boat, an old man was fishing, and a sense of desolation and loneliness suddenly came to mind.
The words used in ancient poetry are very concise and just right. The "green" in "Jiang Nanan Spring Breeze is Green" describes the scene of spring returning to the earth and everything reviving; The "poverty" in "Infinite Lotus Leaves" is just to write that there are many lotus leaves, which are endless; The "vibration" of "the shepherd boy rides an ox, and the song vibrates the forest moon" vividly writes the loud voice of the shepherd boy, which is refreshing.
Ancient poetry is very particular about rhyme. The foot of my bed is shining with such bright light. Is it frosty already? Looking up, I found it was moonlight, sinking again, and I suddenly remembered home. Li Bai's "Thoughts on a Quiet Night" is a song with the rhyme of "Ang", which is easy to read and remember, making people never tire of listening to it. Read cadence, memorable.
Ancient poems are beautiful in artistic conception, conciseness and rhyme. I love ancient poems!
Composition of Ancient Poetry 14 I have a soft spot for ancient poetry since I was in kindergarten.
Grandpa often taught me to read Tang poetry and Song poetry when I was a child. After a long time, I actually became dependent on ancient poetry. When I get up in the morning and see the red sunrise, I will recite Su Shi's "Light in the daytime, clouds open themselves"; When I saw the remaining rice grains on the table at breakfast, I couldn't help thinking of Kun Li's "Who knows that every grain is hard when eating Chinese food"; Whenever I hold my mother's warm and rough hand, I will recite Meng Jiao's "But how much love does an inch of grass have to pay for the sun's rays?" For my mother.
Ancient poetry also encouraged me to move forward. When I have no confidence in my study, it is "since God has given talents, let them find jobs!" " That restored my confidence. When I flinch when I encounter difficulties, it is "nothing is difficult in the world, I am afraid that there is a will" that allows me to fly over the peak of difficulties; When I was troubled by a simple math problem, it was "looking at the side of the mountain into a peak, the distance is different." Let me change my mind and find a new way. ...
Ancient poetry has touched me too much. I just want to say "ancient poetry, I love you!" " "
Composition of Ancient Poems 15 Last week, the teacher held a dictionary contest, and this week, the teacher held a contest to recite ancient poems.
In the first round of competition, the teacher invited a row of students to recite ancient poems. The first classmate came with a smile on his face. He smoked in Cen Can's Visit to the Imperial Capital in the Tang Dynasty. Hearing this topic, I couldn't help laughing internally. I learned this ancient poem by heart very skillfully. The teacher thought it would be a success, but the first student got off to a bad start without saying a word. The second student squeezed toothpaste, but if she couldn't squeeze it out, she failed. Until the last student succeeded, she recited "Every Ambassador to Beijing", which was the first success in the first round.
At the beginning of the second round, the teacher asked several students to draw ancient poems at random. This time, they all seem to be ready, and they all succeeded. Some people were unconvinced and said in unison, "One more game, one more game!" Seeing that the students were so enthusiastic, the teacher readily agreed.
The third game started, and the teacher wanted to increase the difficulty, so he asked three students to recite all the ancient poems of 1-8. Those three students recite fluently, which is amazing!
Finally, the teacher took photos as a souvenir. It seems that in the future, we should not only practice looking up dictionaries, but also recite ancient poems.
During the Northern Song Dynasty, Yang Wanli, who was playing in the south of the Yangtze River, came to Anren County and saw a big lake, which was quiet and green. Green and quiet; Too green.
It didn't rain in the sky, but the sun didn't know where it went, leaving only a few white clouds and a breeze.
He came to a bridge and enjoyed the beautiful scenery of Anren County. Suddenly I heard two children playing under the bridge. I looked at them. I saw the children in white coats put away their bamboo poles and stopped paddling. I saw the children in brown robes holding up an umbrella. They were sitting under it. Relax.
Yang Wanli wondered: it didn't rain in the sky. Why did they open the umbrella? He became interested in this problem on the bridge. He wanted to ask the child, but it was too far away from the boat to hear him even if he asked the child loudly. So he thought hard and watched the child's every move ... suddenly-he understood.
It turned out that the umbrella was used as a sail, and the boat was slowly "floated" by the breeze.
Yang Wanli looked at the two naughty children and secretly admired their cleverness. Although the speed is a bit slow, it is also quite meaningful.
Yang Wanli rose poetically and wrote a poem "The country will be safe", which made the world remember these two lovely and naughty children.
Composition of Ancient Poetry 17 Last night, my father gave me an important task-teaching my younger brother to tell stories. I am very excited, because I am a fifth-grade female student, and I am usually taught by my teacher. This is my first time as a teacher!
Great! Dad turned on the air conditioner for us and became a little more comfortable! My brother sat there obediently, looking into my eyes, with a serious face and serious behavior! I also became serious with the serious atmosphere! Goose Goose, Xiang Tiange. White feathers, floating in green water; The red soles of the feet stir the clear water. Goose, goose, goose, Xiang Tiange, white horse floating green water, Anthurium playing clear waves. Just like that, read it over and over again. ...
Finally, my brother really will! Oh, my God, yes, this is an ancient poem by a first-year student. He only studied in a small class. How amazing! So he recited it over and over again, and recited it backwards! What is even more incredible is that it took him only five minutes to learn, which is not something that ordinary people can do. My brother seems to be very clever and has a gift for languages. Great!
My brother is so clever!
Writing of Ancient Poems 18 My favorite ancient poem is Xiao Chun, which was written by Meng Haoran, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, in Lumen Mountain.
The poem "Spring Dawn" means that I slept soundly in the spring night and slept until dawn. When I woke up, several birds were singing, recalling the sound of rain last night, and the stone steps were covered with colorful fallen flowers. This poem expresses Meng Haoran's love for spring.
I like spring as much as Meng Haoran. In spring, I hear swallows chirping, and I see swallows flying back happily from the south. The swallow said happily, "Spring is the most beautiful here." I wonder if the swallow can stay here all the time and enjoy the beautiful scenery with me, looking at the distant mountains, the nearby rivers and the tall green trees.
Willow branches are very long, birds are jumping on the tree, and some flowers under the willow are in full bloom, and some have fallen, which reminds me of Xiao Chun's poem "I don't know how many flowers have been folded".
I also want to love spring like Meng Haoran. I hope I don't stay a little longer in spring. I hope the world will always be a beautiful spring.
Ancient Poetry Composition 19 When I was in Tomb-Sweeping Day, the willows on both sides of the road hung their heads listlessly, and a gust of wind blew, and the poplars on the poplars slowly fell down. After a while, it began to rain, and the grass looked like it was covered with green, like a green carpet on the ground.
A scholar walked slowly on the muddy road, with his hands behind his back, his eyes dignified, his face haggard and his mind heavy. What made him lose his mind? Maybe he saw a group of people sweeping graves not far away, which reminded him of his hometown, his relatives and the memory of his dead relatives.
The scholar became more and more depressed as he walked. Suddenly, he heard the melodious flute. He looked inside and found a shepherd boy riding on the back of an ox and playing his flute on the grass. So he went over and asked the shepherd boy, "Is there a restaurant nearby?" The shepherd boy thought for a moment, pointed his flute at the village where apricot blossoms were in full bloom and said, "There are a lot of good wines there." The scholar thanked him again and again and went to the place where the apricot blossoms were in full bloom.
Today is the first day of the first lunar month, and the people have a happy day-Spring Festival. You see, the streets and alleys are crowded with people: some are setting off firecrackers and making a lot of noise; Some people drink Tu Su wine until they are as drunk as a fiddler; Some people are posting the word "Fu", hoping that the whole family will be happy ... This is really lively!
My name is Wang Anshi. I am a prime minister and a poet. This Spring Festival, I went home to visit relatives. As soon as they got off the carriage, the villagers gathered around. I saw the mother in the crowd at a glance, ran to her and knelt down. When my mother saw it, she was very pleased and moved to tears. Today, all the villagers got together, talking and laughing, having a reunion dinner, dancing lions and dragons, so happy!
In the evening, I recall the warm pictures that happened during the day, and suddenly I am full of poetry. I quickly took out my pen and paper and danced while flying, and a song "Yuan Ri" came out. Now that I am in charge of political reform, I believe that in this new year, the people will live a happy life!
Composition of Ancient Poetry 2 1 Tomb-Sweeping Day has arrived, and it is drizzling. The grass lowered its head listlessly and bent down. After a night of spring rain, the flowers put away their gorgeous clothes.
Du Mu walked alone in the street. He found that pedestrians on the road were sighing and depressed. So everyone went to the grave. This is because people are mourning their dead relatives and can't help feeling sad and sad. Some of them burst into tears, and tears kept flowing down their cheeks like pearls with broken lines; Some people stand alone in a corner and say nothing, just like losing their souls; Some help each other, which is very sad. Du Mu was also deeply infected and very sad. He wants to find a place to relieve his sadness.
Du Mu saw a naked shepherd boy riding on the back of an ox and said, "Hurry, hurry!" " "Tu Mu quickly stopped him and asked," Shepherd boy, where is the pub? " The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village in the distance and replied, "Behind that apricot tree is the famous pub in our village." After listening to the shepherd boy, Du Mu took his steps and walked towards Xinghua Village.
Du Mu came to the pub, had a drink or two, and became poetic. He wrote the poem Qingming Festival: "It rains a lot during Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road are dying. Ask local people where to buy wine? The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village. "
Ancient Poetry Composition 22 My favorite ancient poem is Zhu's photo "Random Thoughts on Reading".
"Half an acre of square pond, day put * * *. The canal is so clear, because there is a source of living water. " The first two sentences of this poem describe the scenery, while the last two sentences are lyrical. Tell us to keep learning. When Zhu was tired of reading, he looked out the window at their half-acre square pond like a mirror. The sun and clouds seem to be wandering. Why is the water in this pond so clear? Because living water flows in from the source.
There is a sports park near my home. There are peaches and flowers everywhere. Unfortunately, the river in the sports park is dirty and ugly, because it is a stagnant pool. See here, you should understand? Zhu actually made a metaphor, comparing the human brain to a pond and comparing knowledge to living water! Indeed, today's society is changing rapidly. If we want to be out of date, out of date and out of date, we must have new knowledge constantly entering our brains.
"Ask the canal to be so clear, because there is running water at the source." Please learn as much new knowledge as my favorite poem, and don't let your brain become a stagnant pool!
Ancient Poetry Writing 23 Ancient poetry is a bright pearl in the history of China. The sentences in this poem are not only concise, but also beautiful.
I especially like ancient poems, many of which can be memorized. Today, I found a lot of ancient poems on the internet, and I still have a lot of feelings when I recite them by classification. Just listen to my learning "results"!
Let me recite a poem describing spring for you first: "Peach blossoms outside the bamboo are three liang, and spring water warms the duck prophet." Artemisia selengensis is covered with short reed buds, which is when the puffer fish wants to come up. "I learned from this poem that only when ducks enter the water can they feel warmth and harmony, and spring is coming. Therefore, only by personal practice can we gain more knowledge.
I'll tell you another poem about plum blossom, which is the strongest among flowers: "There are several plums in the corner, and hanling blooms alone. I know from a distance that it is not snow, because it has a faint fragrance. " I found that the author of this poem is a man of heart. He described the rarity, fragrance and whiteness of plum blossoms from three aspects: seeing, thinking and smelling. It can be seen how hard the author Wang Anshi is!
I also learned a lot of ancient poems, from which I was greatly inspired. For example, we should pay more attention to observation and use our brains. If you want to learn more, you must practice it yourself. Wait a minute.
Did I learn well? If you have time, you might as well learn.
On the vast Yuan Ye, at first glance, it is all lush grass, swaying with the wind, like cute and naughty "dwarfs". In the beautiful dusk, accompanied by naughty "dwarfs" and flute sounds, how wonderful it is!
A little shepherd boy is playing a melodious flute on the grass at dusk, and the flowers can't help becoming beautiful "little girls" with the wonderful flute sound. In such a beautiful environment, even the wind has become an accompaniment. It's time for dinner, and the shepherd boy reluctantly left this beautiful place. At the moment when the shepherd boy left, the grass was calm, the wind girl left, and everything here became calm again.
After eating, the shepherd boy returned to the place just now with a flute. The shepherd boy didn't even take off the hemp fiber, and fell directly on the grass. The evening breeze blows, and it seems to say in a gentle voice in the shepherd boy's ear: Sweet dreams! The shepherd boy fell asleep and dreamed of the music he had just played with them.
The shepherd boy woke up, smiling and remembering the scene just now, while quietly looking at the beautiful moonlight.
Speaking of ancient poems, we are all familiar with them, but what's the point of reciting them? I have one. Let me tell you something:
Once, I was reciting an ancient poem. I didn't understand its meaning at first, so I recited the last sentence in a long song line, "Young people don't work hard, but old people are sad." Reciting became the last sentence in the seven-step poem: "Since we are born from the same root, why should we fry each other?" As a result, my mother smiled and said: the last sentence of the long song line is that young people don't work hard and old people are sad? How did you know by heart that you were born from the same root? Why are you in such a hurry? You can't just recite ancient poems, but understand their meanings. In this way, after listening to my mother's instructions, I checked the translations of these two poems, the last sentence of the long line. I didn't know how to work hard when I was young. When you are old, you can only bow your head and sigh. The last sentence of the seven-step poem is, we were born from the same root, so why should we suffer so much? I looked up the translations of two poems and learned the poem by heart soon. Moreover, you can never go wrong in reciting poems in the future, and you will recite them soon.
Do you think this method is good? If you feel good, just follow me.
A few days ago, the campus was full of ancient poems, which were numerous and dazzling.
The teacher gave us an arduous task: reciting several ancient poems on campus every morning.
Early in the morning, I came to school early and copied the ancient poems that I couldn't recite and didn't know well. But I have a headache when I see ancient poetry, and many words are difficult to understand. I haven't recited one all morning! "Yellow River Wan Li sand ..." Yi? Who can recite so skillfully? Turn around and look, oh! It turned out that Wei, the "king of ancient poetry", was reciting ancient poems. Seeing this scene, I thought: Why not ask him the skills of reciting ancient poems? I went up to him and said, "Wei Mingkai, you recite so skillfully, can you teach me some skills?" "See you so sincere, just let you a few tricks! We should carefully taste the meaning of ancient poems. Before reciting, we should look at the meaning of poems or words to deepen our understanding of sentences. You will feel comfortable if you carry it back like this. "
Hearing this, I was suddenly enlightened and did it in his way. Hey! Sure enough, I recited two songs soon. From this incident, I realized that I have to master the methods and skills to do anything, so that I can get twice the result with half the effort.
Yesterday, the school held a fierce ancient poetry competition.
We lined up neatly and came to the stadium.
Before the game began, four teams in our senior two sent representatives to draw lots. As one of the contestants, I also sat in the third place. Looking at the faces of so many students in the audience, I'm a little nervous.
The game has officially started. The first round is a required exam, probably nervous. Jiang Junchen, the top player in our class, got the wrong answer! When player No.2 Ye Sirong answered, I didn't expect her to answer wrong! Now it's my turn to answer. I am nervous and excited, and my heart is pounding! I listened carefully to the teacher's question and answered the answer loudly! That's right. Applause rang out from the audience! I'm so happy, I won a precious ten points for my class!
There is an answering contest in the second round. However, because Ye Kaiyuan was too nervous, she pressed the answering machine before the teacher said "Go". As a result, she was disqualified from answering this question.
The test will be over soon. Although we won the last place, we tried our best!