Speaking and reading aloud in putonghua test.

Selected readings of oral model essays in Putonghua test.

Recently, many students have applied for Putonghua, so they should be fully prepared and practice their spoken English frequently before the exam. The following is a selection of oral model essays I shared with you, hoping to help you.

The reading selections of oral model essays in Putonghua test are constantly going, and we are also growing. Everyone's growth is different, but the same thing is that everyone's growth is happy, happy, bumpy and full of troubles.

In my memory, the time before school was carefree. During my stay in the country, I had nothing to worry about except eating and playing. Play hide-and-seek with friends every day, catch bugs in the fields, and go home for dinner when you are tired. In the evening, grandma will hold me in the yard and tell me stories while enjoying the beautiful night scene. I will always fall into that sweet dream with the voice of grandma telling stories.

As far as I can remember, I was happy and scared when I went to kindergarten. After going to kindergarten, I will leave my dear parents and grandparents. I can't be with my family every day. I feel scared, but I feel happy at the thought of playing games, drawing pictures and building blocks with many children every day. In the evening, I always tell my family interesting stories about kindergarten, which makes them laugh.

As far as I can remember, the time in primary school was happy and troublesome. When I first entered this primary school, I was a little curious. Gradually, I became familiar with it and made many good friends. The teacher teaches us a lot of knowledge every day, and also teaches us to write pinyin and read pinyin. I have a good time every day. However, with the growth of grade, learning is no longer an easy task. The mountain of homework every day makes me breathless, and writing a composition is even more difficult. How many times have I wanted to give up studying? The expectant eyes of teachers and parents gave me motivation to move forward. So I cheer up, read a lot, and discuss topics I don't understand with my classmates after class. Gradually, my grades advanced by leaps and bounds, from the middle and lower reaches to the top three in my class. I'm so happy! Elementary school made me understand? No pains, no gains? The truth.

Growth is happy, growth is beautiful, and growth is also bumpy, but everyone will grow. Let's stop complaining and complaining and face growth with an optimistic attitude!

A sweet candy, the more you eat, the better it tastes. Time is a medicine, a little bitter and a little astringent. Time is a piece of xylitol, which will wake you up occasionally. My life is like candy, medicine and xylitol. Because of them, my life growth path is full of colorful colors.

Time has recorded my growth trajectory. When I was young, I was very naughty. Because my mother is very busy, I have to live with my grandmother. Grandma is used to farm work, so I have been playing around her. I like playing with water. I'm wet and look like a drowned rat! Ha ha! I also like gardening and studying them. I often make grandma's family restless. I accidentally broke the bowl and dropped it. Really don't worry my parents! When I was a child, my life was full of colorful colors, because I added a lot of joy and laughter to my family. So I grew up slowly.

Time has recorded my growth trajectory. I grew up listening to my parents, and I won't do anything they don't like. In this way, I grew up slowly under the good education of my parents. In primary school, I played crazy with my classmates.

In junior high school, I began to learn how to read. I began to learn to do more housework. At this stage, I learned more things. I learned to help my parents, talk to them, be considerate of people around me and take care of people. Because of my parents' education, I learned a lot that I couldn't learn at school. These things are treasures to me. I will always use it and cherish it. My life is full of colorful colors because of my parents, and I continue to grow up slowly. My life is full of colors because of their love.

My life is full of colorful colors. Because I have memories of different periods, that is my colorful growth path.

My study life is rich and colorful, which brings me endless fun. Studying in the classroom, with teachers accompanying us. The classroom atmosphere is very active, which adds color to my study life. Besides studying in class, my study life after class is also colorful. For example, in the dormitory, the dormitory is not only a place to rest, but also a good place to study, especially before lunch break. Every day after lunch, roommates dig out all kinds of books to read like magic, some of them are borrowed from the library, some are rented from bookstores, and some are bought at their own expense, which can be described as a wide range of sources. Among these books, there is a Jane that teaches people how to maintain self-esteem. Love, with descriptions of Xiang Yu's hegemony and Wu Zetian, shows the elegance of a generation of queens? World famous works are wonderful, but all-encompassing magazines are also charming. We read our own Girlfriend and describe our Golden Age. Also observe the boys and girls who pass by us; Find a bosom friend when you are in a bad mood. When people are frustrated, look for "being a man", witness the elegance of your idol in "popular movies" and create the future in "science fiction world". With a good book in hand, all my troubles have been forgotten. Because of this book, I read it during lunch break and at night. I have read books in bed with a flashlight countless times, even risking lighting candles, and I am often warned by dormitory inspectors for knocking on the door three times and five times. After reading a good book, I always hope someone will share it with you. Every night? Lying down? The most talked time is also books.

Let's comment on the literary value of China and the four classical novels, discuss Collins' masterpiece Woman in White, argue about General Huangpu, and analyze the position of Red and Black in literature? Even the protagonist in the work should comment; We talked about Wu Sangui, commented on Lin Daiyu and Guo Baochai, praised Wu Zetian and scolded Empress Dowager Cixi. We all expressed our views, and Kan Kan also talked about this. We were in high spirits. As the old saying goes, the book has its own golden house, and the book has its own Yan Ruyu. But we don't want to study in a golden house or Yan Ruyu. What we pursue is knowledge, a kind of knowledge that we can't learn in class. We can use it to broaden our horizons, arm our minds and enrich our spiritual world.

Besides the heavy study life, I like to do many things after studying, such as writing letters to my friends and talking with them about the joys and sorrows of life, especially when I am depressed. Writing a letter is my favorite thing to do. All the unhappy things are listed in the letter, so that when I finish writing a letter, all my troubles will disappear. Of course, most letters like this will not be sent, and this is just to vent. If conditions permit, I also like to go sightseeing with my classmates and friends, but because of restrictions, I can only go to nearby places to play. On holidays, with a sun hat and a bicycle, three or five people can play happily all day. Several close friends are not teachers' students. When they see me, they will leave. Teacher Zhang? The right one? Teacher Zhang? I kept screaming to make people really think I was their teacher.

Besides writing letters and traveling, I also like planting flowers, a handful of mud and a rotten basin. I also grow flowers. I planted a few pots of flowers at home, all thanks to me. I am far from home and went to a normal school. I often miss my flowers. I often attach a sentence to my letters at home: Remember to water my flowers. Tweed is also taken good care of by my family. Others say that a beautiful flower needs careful watering, but I don't think this sentence is all right, because my favorite sunflower can still produce beautiful flowers without careful watering. When planting sunflowers for the first time, just plant the seedlings in a pot and water them to ensure their survival. Don't worry about the rest, because no matter how dry the weather is, it won't give in to death. Sunflowers bear seeds, so they don't need to be collected. It fell into the soil of the basin by itself. When winter goes and spring comes, it will emerge from the ground, and the fire of its life will never go out. And that chrysanthemum, daffodils? They are equally beautiful.

Writing letters, traveling and planting flowers are all things I like to do at ordinary times. They have brought great pleasure to my life and enriched my daily life. Of course, besides these, I often read some books and learn something that I can't learn at school.

Everyone has his own hobbies. My hobby is reading.

After studying in a normal school for three years, I have an indissoluble bond with books. I often read books after class and dinner, and even put them on my pillow when I sleep, as if I could sleep soundly.

The square characters printed on white paper in the book show me a colorful world, including gorgeous red, deep purple, rich green and pure white; In this world, there are Lu, witty the Monkey King, sentimental sister Lin and treacherous Cao Cao. In this world, there is a paradise on earth, a market in the sky and a quiet river. In this world, I have learned about the development of modern science and the truth of being a man.

Whenever I open a book and read an interesting chapter, I can't help giggling and arouse the curiosity of my classmates. Although reading is fun, there are times when you are sad. Every time I read Qiong Yao's Deep Courtyard, Du Shiniang's chest is full of anger, and Romeo is a martyr for Juliet, I can't stop crying.

Book is a loyal partner of normal school for three years. It spent a lot of boring time with me. Books can heal the wounds of my heart. The melancholy of youth, the stumbling among classmates, and the worry after the exam. When these things occupy my mind, I will pick up the book and go to another realm. Books are the best shelter, which makes me put aside all my troubles.

I like reading books. The knowledge in the book really brightens your mind, it can enrich your thoughts, books can also bring you joy and sadness, and many more.

When it was foggy and bright for six days, a tall and thin man had been busy in the field for a long time. He is my father, a farmer to the core.

Because there was no money at home, my father went home to do farm work before graduating from primary school. Maybe this is God's fate, and my father must work hard all his life. He worked hard when he was a child, and it is still very hard to get married and start a family until now. Every morning, when we are still asleep, my father drags his tired body out of bed and carries a cow to the ground. Sometimes my father plows the fields before dawn. On one occasion, my father's old habit was repeated. In order not to delay sowing, he insisted on working in the field. After a while, he rested on the ridge and covered his stomach with pain. I feel very sad. I hate why I am a woman and can't do some work for my father. Father always puts up with the pain and doesn't go to the doctor, because he knows that going to the doctor will definitely cost a lot of money. In the evening, my father got up and sat at the door in pain. We advised him to see a doctor, and he said it was no big deal. I knew my dad was trying to save so much money.

When I was admitted to normal school, my father was very happy when he got the notice, but he frowned when he saw that he had to pay 8500 yuan. I know the money is astronomical to my family, but I dare not tell my father not to study, because my father hates it when we say not to study. He often says: If you can read, I'd rather not eat it than lend it to you. ? Dad didn't know how many good words he said to relatives and friends and how many smiling faces he accompanied in order to chip in to read for me.

Dad has the habit of smoking at least one pack of cigarettes a day, but all he smokes is 1 yuan, which is really difficult in our family. When we had almost no money to pay for the meal, I saw my father smoking 50 cents a pack of dry cigarettes, and the number of cigarettes also decreased. Dad did this to save some money, and I know it's not pleasant.

Dad is reluctant to buy new clothes for our brother and sister to wear better. He is wearing shabby clothes. I was afraid to admit my father in front of my classmates before, because my father was too shabby and looked very old. I still regret it now. I should be proud of having such a father.

The warmest place in the world is not a soft bed, but a mother's arms. My mother is over 40 years old, with shoulder-length hair, clean clothes and kind smile.

Since I was born, my mother has taken care of me wholeheartedly. My mother tried her best to raise me and never complained.

Mom is great. When I'm sick, I'm not worried about me, but my dear mother, who will take care of me all day and cook my favorite meals. Tell stories I like to listen to and encourage me to fight the disease. When I recover, my mother will lose weight, too, ah! When I was sick, my mother was my closest relative and most concerned person? Nurse? !

When I do something wrong, my mother will stare at me with bright eyes, which makes me afraid to look at her, because I know my mother is telling me not to make the same mistake again. Ah! Mother's eyes are a faithful warning to me.

When I failed, it was my mother who lifted me from the clutches of failure with a pair of warm hands, encouraging me to continue my efforts and not to lose heart. So I never give up halfway, and I have never been discouraged by failure, because my mother once taught me that failure is the mother of success.

When I succeed, my mother will teach me not to be proud, and ask me to make persistent efforts, study harder and take everything seriously in the future, so that I can become a useful talent for building the motherland, so I will not be proud of a little achievement, because my mother once taught me that complacency is the enemy of success.

When I am going to school, my mother always tells me to be careful when crossing the road, not to be absent-minded in class, and to study hard. My mother's teaching is my motto all my life.

My mother is such a person, and I grew up in this way of education.

I can't remember many teachers who have taught me over the years. However, what I will never forget is Miss Li, who taught me math in the third grade of primary school. He was our head teacher, and many years have passed. In that rural primary school, Miss Li is still teaching silently, and the spring rain moistens the buds in the mountains. He changed my study and life 180 degrees.

I remember that before the third grade of primary school, I studied in the primary school in the village, saying that primary school was only a school for grades one to two. There, I can say that my academic performance is the worst, and I can't even get a ten. My parents said how I gave birth to such a stupid child, and the teacher also said I was an idiot. In the teacher's eyes, I am hopeless? Flower head? Yes, at that time, I was always with a few. Dude. Rolling around together, willy-nilly, I often go swimming and fishing by the river near the village. However, my buddy's academic performance has been above 60 points. The teacher who taught us the second grade that year was new. His surname is Zhu, and he is fierce. I'm always the target of his attack. Once, Teacher Zhu drew a clock under the blackboard and asked me what the clock meant. I don't know. I don't know every time. I get beaten. After a class, there is a 10 whip mark. I was so angry that I repeatedly called him dead. Cattle? I also threatened to get back at him. Because my body was in great pain. Later, although I didn't retaliate against him, he left a deep hatred for my innocent childhood.

Later, I went to a school one kilometer away to read the third grade. There, I met my savior who knew me best, that is, Mr. Li who knew me very well. He never hits me and scolds me. Teacher Li's earnest teaching has made me progress day by day. I remember the first time I got 30 points, and there was still a lot of water in it. After school, Miss Li called me to his room. I thought he was going to beat and scold me. He chatted with me slowly with a kind smile. He talked about my past, saying that I was poor at school not because I was stupid, but because I was smart. As long as I study hard, I will catch up with my classmates. After that conversation, I felt the teacher's love for the first time. Since then, I have gradually overcome some playful habits. I got 50 points in the second exam, which is my real achievement. Teacher Li praised me in class, and I am very happy, because this is the first time I have been praised by a teacher in class. Since then, I like studying. I study harder and my academic performance is improving day by day. I jumped into the top ten in the mid-term exam and the top five in my class in the final exam. I cried the first time I stood on the podium. I deeply understand that this achievement of mine is hard-won, and there is a lot of hard work from Miss Li!

Many years have passed, and now I have entered a normal school and am about to graduate. My only wish in this world is to go back to the mountain village primary school where I was raised, and to the mountain village primary school where there is a teacher with gray temples. I want to fight side by side with him and raise more children like me with his love.

Growing up, among the people I came into contact with, the person I respect most is my father.

My father gave me the overall feeling that he was serious, but he was not the kind of person whose boss kept a straight face and others were afraid to get close to him. Sometimes my father loves to laugh, and he laughs more happily than anyone else, just like a child, innocent. I respect my father and appreciate his persistent, steady and extremely responsible attitude in dealing with people.

Dad is the head of a township, and he is also an official. Usually, we have to look for him in big and small matters. If it is something serious at work, my father will definitely try to finish it, but if it is something personal, my father will resolutely refuse. Why do you say that? Please listen to me and tell you two things:

The first thing, I remember one night last winter, my family and I prepared a big dinner, waiting for my father to come back, because it was his birthday. After a while, my father came back, just sat down and suddenly stood up again. He only said one sentence? Will you eat first? , and went out. Later, I learned that when the five-guarantee relief materials were distributed that day, none of them were distributed. It suddenly occurred to my father that it would be cold tonight, and I went out without even eating.

One more thing, my uncle was arrested by the police station for gambling, and my family asked my father to intercede. Father said angrily, what I hate most is gambling. Since I was arrested by the police station, how to punish me? Dad is such a person that he never uses his power to do things for his family.

Dad is very strict with our sisters. He often tells us stories about revolutionary heroes, great men and celebrities, and teaches us to learn from them and become useful people when we grow up.

Every time I watch lively, lovely and innocent children skipping past me, it always reminds me of my childhood.

My childhood was happy. At that time, I was as playful, naughty and naughty as many rural children born and raised. Hide and seek, a family, picking mushrooms in the mountains, climbing trees and pounding bird's nest, and touching fish and shrimp in the river. These are our children's favorite things to play with. Especially catching fish in the river is our best skill. As soon as we are free, we will run to the river near the village to call our friends. Everyone ran to the river and couldn't even lift their trouser legs, so they scrambled to jump into the river. In fact, strictly speaking, this river is not a river at all, but a small ditch about one meter wide between two rice fields. The water is not deep and only reaches the knees. The water is crystal clear, and you can see small groups of small fish swimming around. After we got into the water, our little feet flapped on the water and ran around in the water. Plop, plop? Yes, the water splashed everywhere, and we had a good laugh. Soon, the original clear water was muddied by us, and even the mud at the bottom of the water was turned up. In this way, those small fish who were still playing happily were forced to stick their heads out of the water to breathe, and what about us? As soon as I saw those small fish, I quickly reached out my little hand, picked them up from the water and put them in a small plastic bucket filled with water prepared in advance. These poor but lovely fish can only swim around the barrel obediently.

Every time I use this method, I stun the fish first, and then fish in troubled waters, so I can return home with a full load almost every time. But when I got home, I was always scolded by adults. Why? Because every time I come back from catching fish, I am always soaked to the skin, and my clothes, face and even hair are covered with mud, just like a little clay figurine.

When I was a child, I was often scolded by adults, but this did not dampen our enthusiasm for playing. Because children's playful and naughty nature occupies our young hearts. That river has become a childhood paradise in my memory.

Memories are always beautiful. Although my childhood has passed away from me, the carefree and happy time of my childhood will never disappear in my memory. Childhood memories still exude charming fragrance.

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