Primary school poetry recitation

In study, work and even life, everyone has collected poems that impressed him deeply. Poetry is full of rich feelings and imagination. What kind of poems are classics? The following is my primary school poetry recitation, for reference only, hoping to help everyone.

Primary school poetry recitation 1 Sun is everyone's anonymity.

White clouds in the western sky,

Turned into a red sunset glow;

The sun rises from the mountains in the east,

It's going to fall on the western hills!

How many good things the sun does in a day;

She sprinkled golden light on the flowers,

She pulled up the young tree;

She accompanied the children to play in the water by the sea.

Watch them make waves of joy.

The sun is about to set in the western hills!

Where is she going?

She wants to use people's sleep,

Go to another country.

In other countries,

There are also happy children,

There are also small trees and flowers,

I know, at this time,

The children and flowers there,

Waiting for her in her sleep,

I hope she ...

Primary school poetry recitation 2 waterfall Ye Shengtao

I haven't seen a waterfall yet,

First I heard the sound of the waterfall,

Rushing to the shore like a waterfall,

Like a gust of wind blowing through a pine forest.

The mountain road suddenly turned,

Ah! Saw the whole body of the waterfall!

This scene can't be compared,

Castle Peak and thousands of feet are all wrapped in silver.

Standing at the foot of the waterfall and looking up,

How nice,

A pearl screen!

A gust of wind blows from time to time,

Blow it like a cigarette,

Such as fog and dust.

Primary school poetry recitation 3 small bookcase Ceng Zhuo

I face-

The vast world,

Vast ocean.

I'm sitting next to my little bookshelf.

I wander in the long river of history,

Through the "up and down five thousand years".

I walk in the space of knowledge,

Ask "a hundred thousand whys".

How many friends have I made,

Hai's daughter, Happy Prince, the Monkey King. ...

How many respected teachers I have,

Lu Xun, Bing Xin, Edison ...

I am bathed in the sea of knowledge,

Sometimes meditation,

Sometimes I fantasize.

I care about the fate of the characters in fairy tales and novels.

Sometimes happy,

Sometimes I feel sad.

I like football and swimming.

I like traveling and singing.

Sitting by the bookshelf,

It's also my happiest time.

I grew up day by day,

One new book after another enriches my bookcase.

Let people pursue the ethereal exotic flowers and plants,

I found endless treasures in the forest of books.

Please don't be anonymous.

Please don't cut down all the trees.

Leave the dense forest,

Become a paradise for little monkeys,

Peacock dance floor

Please don't clear the grassland,

Leaving a lush green,

Let the horse run as fast as possible,

Cattle and sheep stroll leisurely.

Please don't pollute the river.

Leaving a clear stream,

Let the fish play happily,

Frogs sing happily.

Please don't dirty the sky.

Leave a few pure white clouds,

Let the sun shine more brightly,

Birds fly freely.

Primary school poetry recitation 5 to ice

You want to get smaller, you get smaller,

You want to get bigger, you get bigger.

Small, small as a handkerchief,

Like a white flower;

Bigger, infinitely larger,

Can cover the whole world,

No one is in the blue sky,

Here's your frame.

You can change it at will,

Deer, elephants, birds and frogs ...

Even if you become a pig,

No one laughed,

Even if you become a bear,

Don't worry about being scolded.

Nobody wants you to be honest,

Become a "smart" fool.

You can do whatever you want,

You want to be rain, you can be rain,

Kiss grass and flowers;

You want to be snow, you can be snow,

Like a white butterfly flying into thousands of households.

Then, it becomes transparent water vapor,

A free and happy cloud!

Primary school poetry recitation 6 You are as unknown as a giant.

In front of the green lawn,

You are like a giant; Butterfly,

Beetles are in the grass,

It's like hiding in a big forest.

They may be having a wedding,

Grasshoppers dance and crickets play the piano;

If you step on the accelerator,

Is to bring an earthquake.

Don't trample on their homes!

They are also enjoying their family happiness.

Their world is still fragile,

You are the giant who protects them.

Primary school poetry recitation 7 Ye Yun Shengtao

Slowly through the clouds in the sky,

Like an old man in white.

White hair and beard floating like this,

I don't know why I was lost in thought.

After a while, the old man became Iceland.

Surrounded by the boundless blue sea.

It's like seeing a hunting sleigh,

There are some white bears running.

Iceland has become a wisp of smoke again,

Turn left, then turn right. Do this.

It's hard to know what will change again,

Tired, I look at the sky without blinking.

Primary school poetry recitation 8 labor glory

When the steam turbine sings in the center of the ocean

Dear, the night is thick.

Drink a glass of moonlight in your sleep.

Listen to the snoring gradually open.

Take off your dirty work clothes, in the blue music.

Forget yesterday's sadness

Relive the good memories of Rainy Lane.

Eyes under the oiled paper umbrella, shiny, shiny.

How many times, the evening breeze blows lovers' shoulders.

We chase the sun on the stars.

Youth shines here, and years flow here.

Labor is glorious, and we grow together with the motherland in labor.

Primary school poetry recitation 9 singing labor

In a remote hometown village thousands of miles away.

I sing about my old country mother.

She doesn't know that one day in May is Mother's Day.

All I know is that the smoke rose early.

Then he hoed the ground and went to the field.

Let the dripping sweat overcome the desire for a bumper harvest

Looking at the wheat seedlings is like their lush daughter, growing up in green.

Primary school poetry reading 10 labor songs

Labor day is a workers' day.

Labor is a special pleasure.

Labor is as bright as colorful light.

Labor creates a thousand kinds of happiness.

Labor makes the machine turn quickly.

Labor makes everything work.

Labor sings a hymn for the festival

No matter what position you insist on.

How ordinary the position is.

All the work has created a new life.

Labor is the foundation of career.

Labor can be reborn.

Labor is the eternal melody of human beings.

Labor is the song of hard-working mind.

Workers are ordinary and great.

Ordinary greatness is broader.

Only happily put into study and labor.

Life will enjoy real happiness.

Primary school poetry reading 1 1 spiritual painting

God gave everyone a key to open their hearts.

Open the door of your heart, there is a clean world inside.

At first, it was like spring.

In the end, it may not be the Garden of Eden-

Today's vernal equinox, praise flowers and drink.

Many people get together to enjoy the flowers.

Nobody made an appointment, and I don't need an appointment.

I draw a spring in my mind.

★ Shanbei is determined to stop, warm wind

Draw Mao Mao rain in an attempt to get wet in the sun.

Draw a city that wants to destroy decay, green.

Painting garbage plot defiled, blue sky

I use the mood of flowers, birds and animals as a pen.

Color has objective color and subjective color.

Open the world of spring with the key of mind.

Stretch, stretch, dreamlike picture scroll

I will pick myself up and climb from the north of the mountain to the top of Rhoda.

Watch the blue sky erase the smoke and dust, and watch bees and butterflies disperse the noise.

Look at the sunny weather, flowers are in full bloom, birds are singing and flowers are fragrant.

Look at the rolling mountains, flowing water and greenery.

ah ...

However, at the moment when this "spring" came into being.

God, did you see that? ...

Smoke and dust can't be erased, and noise can't be scattered.

The beautiful dream has not come true.

Poetry Recitation in Primary School 12 Perceptions of Manjianghong Students

Senro

The spring rain just stopped,

There is no new space,

Glory is wet.

Standing on the balcony,

Light the lamp and lock it,

Ye Feng is sad.

A few nights later, the scholar stopped writing Chinese.

So tired, so tired, my heart is burning.

People who fight,

How to promote this journey,

Fall into confusion.

Youth and beauty,

This book makes people dizzy.

With more eyes,

Thinner

Envy the water around the mountain,

The souls of fish and birds.

Why is it forbidden to learn and be excellent?

The situation of youth has a great history.

Education prison,

A bitter word,

Students' mood.

Primary school poetry reading 13 I love my motherland.

I love the flowers of my motherland in October.

I love the flowers of my motherland in October,

She's smart,

Because she is in my heart.

There are 56 fragrances—

Ah, this fragrance is unforgettable in my heart for four seasons.

From the peach blossoms in the north in spring,

In the severe winter, the smell of rice and flowers in Hainan is fragrant.

From a mountain village in Fujian full of lychee trees in summer,

In autumn, the grapes are ripe and the fruits in Turpan are full of fragrance. ...

Colorful flowers bloom every day,

Harvest is in sight,

Among these perfumes,

I saw the most beautiful sight-

Her snow white and green,

As beautiful as the clear sky at dawn,

Hope for the future ...

Primary school poetry reading 14 April

April is the season of meditation.

April is the season of memories.

The sunshine in April is warm and charming.

It seems to tell us

How happy our life is now.

It encourages us to do more:

Don't forget history, cherish the present.

In front of the Martyrs Cemetery, I stood and took a photo.

At this moment, my heart is surging,

Can we follow in the footsteps of martyrs? !

Can we raise the red flag?

A passionate, an exciting,

An idea, a question.

When I was in kindergarten,

I learned about Luo Shiwen and Che Yaoxian from my parents and teachers.

* * * The producer is indomitable in the face of the enemy's butcher's knife.

Deeply rooted in my young mind.

I met radish head in primary school.

He is as old as us,

What I did was so heroic.

I also read about revolutionary ancestors in books.

For the happiness of the people, the liberation of the nation and the future of the motherland,

Wave upon wave, heroic struggle, epic.

Today, in front of the sculpture "Radish Head",

I can still feel his heroism when he was young,

What is he thinking calmly?

Does he feel childish?

I read Eight Opinions in Prison over and over again.

It seems to see the bright red blood of the martyrs.

At the expense of personal interests and lives of land and resources,

Can we be like martyrs without regrets?

Now, in the process of modernization,

How do we realize the martyr's legacy?

In the face of martyrs, I think,

As an ordinary party member,

We should raise the banner of national rejuvenation!

Comfort the martyrs,

We are experiencing new feats!

It is difficult to create hurricanes and rain.

Write a new song on the road to reform!

We use our lives,

Write a wonderful life like a martyr,

The strength of the motherland depends on ourselves!

Primary school poetry reading 15 I am a tree.

I am a tree,

Plant it on your slope,

I thought I could stay young,

A shower of snow turned white,

That spring, that stream,

And the trickle of acacia,

Fall into a deep pool,

I thought I could be quiet,

Projection flowers bloom and fall,

You drift in a gust of wind,

Blow a pool of sorrow.

Primary school poetry reading 16 if

If I had a magic pen of Ma Liang.

I want to give the cold winter

Draw a red sun

Let the children in winter

It can be like summer.

Not in the cold winter

Trembling with cold.

If I had a magic pen of Ma Liang.

I want to give it to my mother.

Draw an automatic scooter

When will I be late?

Just plug in the key.

The car will drive automatically.

After sending me away, it will go back by itself.

If I had one

Ma Liang's magic pen

I want to give it to the lively bunny.

Draw a lot of delicious radishes.

Primary School Poetry Reading 17 Alma Mater Time

July of dandelion

This summer,

We have to say goodbye after all.

For six years,

Neither too long nor too short:

Looking back,

The excitement of entering primary school in grade one,

So far,

In the sixth grade, I reluctantly bid farewell to primary school.

It's only been a few months.

For six years,

Every grass and tree in primary school,

Our bit by bit.

Once,

We sneaked into the canteen during a club activity;

Once,

When physical education class ran, we were lazy together.

Once,

After class, let's chat easily;

Once,

In class, we discussed what to watch. ......

These,

This is an episode in our primary school memory.

Just like bitter coffee, it is faint and full of deep memories. ......

For six years,

Keep a sincere friendship.

Remember,

We share a pack of snacks together;

Remember,

When I get carsick, my colleagues around me take care of me;

Remember,

When you don't do well in the exam, you have the comfort of your classmates;

This friendship,

It has been imprinted on our hearts,

Time can't stay, and time can't be washed away. ......

Every corner of my alma mater,

Cherish our bodies,

Full of our fantasies,

Let's never forget.

Goodbye,

Our primary school memories,

Goodbye,

July of dandelion.

Primary school poetry reading 18 spring rain

It is raining spring rain.

Dead trees grow new branches.

Buds burst through the ground.

Flowers are blooming everywhere.

(early) morning

I carry a schoolbag on my back.

Walking with a song

On the way to school

spring rain

Say it and come down.

frog

Drill a mud hole

Jumping around, singing and dancing

swallow

Fly in from the north

Fly close to the earth and coil

farmer

The fields are busy with spring ploughing.

Youlitian

We have to send fertilizer.

Sowing ...

Ah! spring rain

Where is your rain?

You are obviously the milk of a loving mother.

Water the earth

earth

Because of you.

Full of energy.

farmer

Because of you.

See the hope of a bumper harvest

Ah! I want to be a drop of rain.

Mixed in the continuous spring rain

Send to the bud

In each cell,

Let the bud grow into a towering tree

Grow into a pillar of the country

Primary school poetry reading 19 if you love.

If love,

Don't say sorry.

If love,

Don't be indifferent.

It was not easy to meet you,

Losing you will make you cry.

We do everything possible,

We turned a thousand times.

It didn't rain,

It makes people feel a little wronged.

Don't want to be silent,

Don't want to toss and turn

Love is not a play,

But you need a screenwriter.

At the beginning of the story,

Everyone wants an ending.

The four seasons of love,

It's sunny and rainy.

The road to love,

There are joys and sorrows.

Love needs no hesitation,

Love needs to persist until the end.

Without breaking your heart,

How can you feel the earth moving?

There's no point in continuing,

Stop and go with the wind.

As long as you put your heart and soul into it,

Don't take part in accidental amusement.

In the sea of people,

Sometimes it comes and goes.

In the world of mortals,

Who is whose who?

Not afraid of loneliness,

I'm afraid of silence inside.

Not afraid of Wan Li,

I'm afraid of giving up halfway.

If love,

Be brave together.

If love,

We will never be apart.