Sixth grade poetry composition

In study, work and life, everyone has collected poems that impressed him deeply. Poetry is full of rich feelings and imagination. What kind of poems are good? The following are seven sixth-grade poetry compositions I have compiled. Welcome to read the collection.

This Wednesday, the school will hold a poetry reading contest "I have an appointment with poetry". Eight students with strong reading ability were selected in the class to participate in this activity, and I am honored to join them.

After several days of training, we are looking forward to this day. In the morning, after we draw lots to decide the game order, it is a long wait.

Finally, after school in the afternoon, eight of our classmates came to the ladder classroom to participate in the competition with tension and excitement. The host announced the rules of the competition, and the poetry reading competition kicked off.

The first player to appear is the third grade player. Dressed in school uniforms, they gracefully walked onto the stage, stood in formation and recited vividly. After the third grade competition, it will be our fourth grade.

Everyone's heart suddenly hung up for fear of making mistakes in the game. The first one to play is Class 4 (2), and his poem is Old Tree. I saw that they were full of emotions, and the melodious background music seemed to really make people see the tall and green old tree. And I have no mind to listen to them recite, because there is a little rabbit jumping around in my heart!

I didn't expect the next two classes to be better than one. Everyone can be described as diamond cut diamond, and everyone is very strong. The game has entered a white-hot stage, which is really to be seen.

It's almost time for our class, but what worries us is that Miss Yang, the head teacher, hasn't come yet. Seeing that the teachers in other classes are cheering, we can't help feeling discouraged.

Finally, it was time to play, and I inadvertently looked back. Suddenly, I found Miss Yang standing by the door, smiling at us. I gently shouted: "Teacher Yang-"Teacher Yang waved to us with trust and encouragement in his eyes. We immediately doubled our courage, stepped onto the stage with neat steps, quickly arranged in formation, and began to recite with vivid voices. In the process of recitation, our loud and pleasant voice, coupled with several natural and harmonious movements, won thunderous applause from the audience. All the students present are proud of us.

I benefited a lot from this recitation contest. Not only did I exercise and improve my reading ability, but also made me understand the importance of reading. At the same time, I sincerely hope that our class can achieve excellent results in this recitation competition!

The sixth unit of our Chinese textbook is a comprehensive learning unit with the theme of "knocking on the door of poetry" At the beginning of this unit, the teacher set the goal and task: collect and sort out his favorite poems and choose one from the study group to give to the whole class.

Everyone is busy preparing and looking forward to it excitedly. On Friday afternoon, our class finally ushered in this "poetry recitation", and the students' mood was not much higher!

To be fair, the teacher asked the leaders of eight study groups to go to the podium and draw lots to decide the order of each group's appearance. Our team members said to the team leader Chloe Wang, "Never draw'1'! Better draw' 8'! Otherwise, see how we' clean up' you! " Chloe Wang walked up slowly, grabbed it and walked down at once. All our team members witnessed this "historic" moment-"signing the contract"-"8". The whole group was jubilant at once, and at the same time, they did not forget to show off to other groups.

Before reading aloud, the teacher positioned each of us as a civilized listener and an excellent judge. Look! The first to appear is Xu Wenzhuang Group. There was a sudden silence off the field, and even the gasps of the players could be heard clearly.

It seems that the first-team team didn't go well and only got 6 points. After that, six teams also finished the game one after another, so it was our turn. On the platform, a strong sense of tension made my feet tremble. Probably everyone is very nervous, so the process of reciting is not very smooth. After the recitation, we went back to our seats somewhat depressed. As a result, our group unexpectedly won the third place with 8.4 points. Unfortunately, it is only 0. 1 point less than the second place.

The wind blew away your distant figure.

Pull the long line I'm watching

Let your thoughts fly in your clear heart.

Thinking of people alone at dusk.

Pick up a bitter pole

From the rest of my dreams

Seize a series of lost expectations

Count carefully

It takes 365 days

I can't read the answer sheet you left.

Wind-blown hair

sway

Wipe away the lingering tears

Standing on the beach where I met.

Spring has gone and autumn has come-the passage of time.

Several years passed and wrinkles covered my forehead.

Harvest full of sadness

This is obviously sweet pain.

A pious lie

Smile deception

Why is it so hard to bear?

In Cupid's flame

Willing to burn to ashes

Put all the wreckage

Turn into fertile soil

Give birth to the smiles of lovers all over the world

The fourth part of the sixth grade poetry composition "Let's invite three teams to perform on stage!" In the words of He Yuzhou and hit the floor, we also began to report our comprehensive study of Unit 6.

After the third team, the first, second, fourth, fifth, sixth, seventh and eighth teams also went on stage in turn to make study reports. Although each team has its advantages and characteristics, for example, the eighth team has both pictures and paintings; Four teams, rich in content; A small team, but also used sketches ... Among them, my favorite is the exhibition activities of a small team and four teams.

Although it is only eight minutes, there is very little time. However, the students of the four teams still took us through the long Book of Songs-Picking Wei, and learned about the Book of Songs. Even Luo Haolun read us many poems, which made me admire.

Although it's only eight minutes, it's not ready yet. But their sketch-a small group-still makes me particularly like it. At that time, Zhu Ruiqian, who only played Li Bai, asked doubtfully, "Isn't there a ten-mile peach blossom and a million hotels?" At this time, Wang Lun's actor smiled and said, "No, it's just that this pool is called Shili Peach Blossom, which is a hotel run by a man named Wan." Then Fu Jialu narrated: "Li Bai just smiled and stayed without saying anything." ……

Although it is only eight minutes, it carries the efforts of each team for several weeks.

Although it was only eight minutes, it showed our elegance.

Although it was only eight minutes, it was unforgettable.

Maybe we have seven teams that can't have the highest ranking, but we succeeded and showed our own style!

The fifth article of the sixth grade poetry composition "Only a mother is good in the world …" When I hear this song, my eyes will be moist.

Mom, do you still remember that every day you asked me, "Son, what do you want to eat today?" Although it is just an ordinary sentence, it contains deep care and affection. Thinking of this, my eyes are hazy.

Mom, do you remember that time when my handwriting was incorrect? You tore up your homework and asked me to rewrite it. I am not convinced and talk back to you. You got angry and punished me. I made a mistake. I shouldn't talk back to you.

You don't let me watch TV and other electronic products for my own good, so that I can protect my eyesight. But I was not sensible at that time and often peeked. It was not until later that you told me the importance of eyes that I realized how important eyes are.

Mom, maybe you are not as good as other mothers, maybe you are not as helpful as Uncle Lei Feng, and maybe you are not as famous as those stars. But in my heart, you will always be the greatest and most famous mother in the country and even in the world!

The sixth poem, how beautiful it is! Listen! Someone is reciting poems! How beautiful it is! It really makes people intoxicated in the fairyland! Come, friends and classmates, let's knock on the door of poetry together!

On a charming Wednesday afternoon, our class launched an activity with the theme of "knocking on the door of poetry".

That day, I came to school happily with a book of poetry. The activity began, and the first student enthusiastically boarded the platform. Fluent language and beautiful poems make people seem to have entered a fairyland: "All distant places have a temptation to us, either beautiful or seduced by legends. ……"

Several students finished reciting on the platform, and then it was my turn. I seem to be carrying a nest of rabbits in my heart and quickly boarded the platform. I think: I hope it will be as smooth as the first classmate. I picked up a book and recited a poem. I recited the Market in the Sky written by Mr. Guo Moruo. I recite fluently. The street lamp in the distance is very clear, as if there are countless stars shining. Stars appear in the sky, as if countless street lamps were lit. I think there must be a beautiful market under the misty starry sky. Some items on display in the market must be rare in the world. ……"

God, when I read it myself, I was intoxicated with the poem. At this time, a colorful picture was presented to me: the distant lights were lit by people, like twinkling stars in the sky. The stars in the sky really appeared, dotted with countless street lamps. There are also beautiful markets in the foggy sky. There are rare treasures in the market that are not found in the world. Cowherd and Weaver Girl came and went on the shallow Tianhe River, and I watched them from a distance. They are wandering in Tianjie at the moment, and the meteor is that they are walking with lanterns. I think: the market will be more lively next.

I finished reading, and after a while, the activity was over.

In this activity, I gained a lot of gains and feelings: this is an ocean that can broaden my mind and swim in knowledge. Let's knock on the door of poetry and read poetry widely together!

Today, I watched a TV series "The Story of Cooking Class 3", and the people in the cooking class were composing poems.

I also wrote a poem for my father: The maintenance task was heavy that year, and my father accidentally cut his hand. Mom hurriedly brought the band-aid, and I hurriedly put it on my father. Dad quickly shouted, I-it doesn't hurt. "

At some point, everyone laughed.