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English poetry recitation in the fifth grade of primary school?

English poetry has concise language, strong sense of rhythm and rich content, which can provide students with unique charm and create beautiful artistic conception. Therefore, English poetry is conducive to stimulating students' learning motivation, cultivating students' interest in learning and improving English learning effect. I have carefully collected English poems of the fifth grade in primary school for everyone to enjoy and learn!

English Poetry of Grade Five in Primary School 1

Green moment

The rain has ended in Mao Mao, and the sunshine has not returned here.

I'd rather close my deep yard for a day.

How strange it was when I sat there staring at the dark green moss.

My clothes seem to be green!

Wang Wei, book story

It's raining lightly in the pavilion.

The deep courtyard is open during the day.

Sit down and look at the color of the moss,

Want to get dressed.

English Poetry II of Grade Five in Primary School

cool oneself in the shade

A forest with tall and straight trees,

A clear stream flows easily,

It leads to a wide stream.

Has been caressed by the breeze.

Ripples sink into the white beach,

Sturgeon swims as if in the air.

I lay leisurely on a big stone.

The current washes my skin and hair.

I gargle and stir my feet,

Then an elderly fisherman greeted him:

"Except for a few greedy people who caught the thief,

They like the joy between lotus leaves. "

Wang Wei enjoys the coolness.

There are more than 10 thousand trees here, and clear water flows through them.

In front of Kawaguchi, you came to Changfeng with an open mind.

Ripples contain white sand and seem to swim empty.

Lying on the rock, turning the waves and bowing slightly.

Wash your feet and face the fisherman.

I am greedy for bait, but I think of Lotus Leaf East.

English Poetry of Grade Five in Primary School 3

Autumn comes from the border.

The wind blew a chill through her curtains and thin clothes.

The hourglass dripped so slowly that the watchers went out.

The moon crossed the stream in heaven, and its light became wet.

The magpie was startled and shook the dry leaves around.

Qiu Si and Wang Wei

Jing Xuan is cool and blows light clothes.

Night listening is more precious than jade.

When the moon crosses the Tianhe River, the light becomes wet.

Magpies start to fall leaves and fly frequently.