Poems read aloud in the morning.

1. A poem about Lang Lang's reading sound

Poetry 1 on the sound of reading. Describe ancient poetry with a catchy reading voice.

On the Youzhou Tower in Chen Ziang.

No one can see the ancient wisdom of the ancient king, only those wise men who can't see the afterlife can see it.

I miss heaven and earth, and there is no limit, and I cry alone.

Li Bai's Shu Dao Nan

Alas, the risk is high!

Such a trip is more difficult than climbing the blue sky.

Until the two rulers of this area forced their way through in the foggy age.

Forty-eight thousand years have passed, and no one has crossed the Qin border.

And Dabaishan, to the west, still has only one bird path, which can cross Emei Mountain.

Once it was broken by an earthquake, some brave people lost it, and then the ladder stone pile was hooked.

On the high flag, six dragons drive the sun, and far below, the river lashes its twisted channel.

This height is difficult for even yellow cranes to climb, because apes are eager to climb.

The Green Mud Mountain is made up of many circles. For every hundred steps, we have to turn nine times in the middle of its mound.

Panting, we passed Orion, passed Jingxing, and then fell to the ground with our arms folded and groaned.

We are wondering, will this path to the west never end, afraid of the road? Rock and roll is out of reach.

Nothing can be heard except the cries of birds surrounded by ancient forests. The male bird rotates smoothly and follows the female bird.

Jathyapple, what comes to us is the melancholy voice of Du Fu, a sad empty mountain.

This kind of trip is more difficult than climbing the blue sky, and even hearing it will make people pale.

The highest cliff is less than a foot from heaven, and the withered pine trees hang low on the cliff surface.

Flying rapids and waterfalls? Shi Bing cliff turned to stone.

If the risk is the same, people from afar will be called by Hu Weiwei.

Although the pass of the watchtower is strong and steep, one person guards it and ten thousand people can't beat it.

What if he is not loyal, but a wolf to his companions? .

There are scary hungry tigers during the day and poisonous reptiles at night.

With their teeth and fangs, they kill like hemp.

Although the Silk City is beautiful, I'd rather go home soon.

Such a trip is more difficult than climbing into the blue sky and looking sideways at the west for a long time.

Li Bai's "seeing friends off"

Green mountains are located on the north side of the city wall, and the sparkling water surrounds the east of the city.

Here we say goodbye to each other, and you, like losing your father, are floating in the wind and traveling far away.

Floating clouds are like wanderers, like wandering, and the sunset slowly goes down the mountain, which seems to be nostalgic.

With a wave of his hand, he will be separated from now on, and his friend on horseback will carry him on a long journey, blowing a long wind, as if reluctant to leave.

Cui Hao's Climbing the Yellow Crane Tower

The fairy of the past has flown away by the yellow crane, leaving only an empty Yellow Crane Tower.

The yellow crane never revisited earth, there have been no long white clouds for thousands of years.

Every tree in Hanyang has become clear due to sunlight, and Nautilus Island is covered with sweet grass.

But I looked at my hometown, and the twilight was getting thicker, and the mist of sadness was filled on the river waves.

Meng Haoran's Spring Dawn

Sleeping sickness in spring unconsciously broke the morning, and the chirping of birds disturbed my sleep.

How many flowers fall after a stormy night.

Words are catchy

Interpretation lang lang: the sound of jade hitting each other is a metaphor for reading loudly. Refers to reading skillfully and fluently. It also means that the language is easy to understand and recite.

The source is Tao's "Ling Bo Women's History": "I loved reading since I was a child, giving Tang poems, which are catchy."

Synonyms are clear, round and cadence.

Grammar is formal; As an object, attribute and complement; Include praise

Used as object, attribute and complement; Refers to the sound of reading

But when I was two or three years old and had my own memory, she had secretly taught me to recite the quatrains of Tang poetry, and I could recite them very well. Guo Moruo's Boiling Soup Collection: How to study poetry and literature?

If the syllables are neat and symmetrical, there will be a sense of rhythm and a beautiful melody. If the rhymes are rearranged, it will be more harmonious and catchy, and the front and back sentences will be integrated to enhance the expression effect of the language. Praise the prime minister

2. What sentences describe the wonderful sound of reading?

1. There was a beautiful sound of reading in the classroom.

2. Juanjuan reads the text in Mandarin, and her voice is crisp and nice. Even the sunshine is fascinated. She sneaked into the classroom through the window and left it on her book, which she didn't want to leave for a long time.

3. Lang Lang's reading sound flies out from all classrooms, like a touching children's chorus, with notes all over the sky.

There is a beautiful sound of reading in the classroom.

From time to time, the students' cadence of reading came from the classroom.

6. Miss Li's cadence in reading the text deeply attracted us.

7. Meng Xiao's voice is very charming when she reads the text.

8. Every morning, you can hear bursts of reading on campus.

9. We read the text in a beautiful voice.

10. Start the class. In the hot air, the sound of books on campus is noisy, and there is a strong scholarly atmosphere everywhere.

1 1. Walking into the Vocational Education Science and Technology Park, the environment is pleasant, the books are noisy, and the flowers are red and green, which is refreshing.

12. On the hillside, in the thatched cottage, the bamboo forest swayed outside the window, and the books in the room were loud.

13. At this time, the sound of reading has come from the school, making the whole campus so sacred.

14. In the afternoon, ordinary schools still sound bookish.

15. Early in the morning, the loud sound of reading spread slowly in Changqing Bookstore. Birds seem to like this atmosphere very much, and praise their light reading sound with crisp songs from time to time.

I can't write a paragraph of 200 words to describe the sound of reading in the morning. Please ask questions.

Every morning, before I walk into the classroom, I can hear the students reading aloud in our classroom. It sounds so familiar and sweet to me. The sound of reading spread the students' desire for knowledge and read out their pursuit of ideals. Beautiful reading sounds accompany students every day, which makes us gain a lot of knowledge and understand a lot of truth. In the book, we read the songs of birds, the footsteps of Shanshan, the sound of running water, the laughter of children and the voice of students: be a useful person to society!

The sound of reading is our best answer to the future and the best reward for parents and teachers.

4. Write a short essay on the topic of Lang Lang's reading sound.

I consciously got up early this morning and wanted to concentrate on my study all day. After washing, I just sat at the table and was surprised to hear the sound of a young and crisp child reading.

First of all, I feel surprised and angry. Finally get up so early to study. Is it easy for us middle school students? There are even people younger and earlier than me. No, I want to see who this is. Thinking like this, the voice reached my ear again. I looked through the window. Through the green glass window on the third floor opposite, I can see a small table full of pictures and stickers. There is half a glass of milk on the desk, and a little boy is sitting at the desk reading aloud. The little boy has a round face, about six or seven years old. Seeing him studying hard with his mouth wide open, my bad mood vanished at once, so I listened to him quietly with my chin cupped. -Mandarin reading is quite standard. When I meet words I don't know, I will ask my mother for help in a gentle and pleasant voice. I not only sincerely sigh: this is a good boy! At the same time, I don't understand that most people are curled up under the covers so early. Why didn't this loud voice attract dissatisfaction and criticism? It is estimated that everyone can't bear to interrupt this favorite reading sound, and everyone is listening quietly like me!

His sweet voice haunts my heart like a beautiful song, causing ripples. I admit that he is better than me, because he knows the truth that "a day's plan lies in the morning". When have I ever read aloud in the morning? No, never. I am also a person with ideals and pursuits. My young and tender heart is full of longing and pursuit for the unknown world and longing for life. However, under the pressure of study, I forgot myself and the pursuit of beauty in my nervousness and busyness. Nowadays, rhetoric is a cinch. Words such as freedom, carefree, taste and enjoyment will never flash through your mind or come to your mouth, and everything will look so weak and pale.

His reading sound seems to be more like an impassioned and thrilling movement, which shakes the souls of countless lost people, draws them in the torrent of the times and gives them new directions. The answer to the question I have been thinking about for a long time seems to be getting clearer and clearer. What is the value of life? It is whether youth is wasted, whether every young soul has had a beautiful pursuit, and whether you are striving for your own pursuit. Are you struggling in pursuit like a fool and enjoying yourself in the struggle? This pursuit is pure and kind, not polluted by the times and not diluted by time. Everyone has a golden age of youth, but is the pursuit that once made him surge in emotion still beating in his heart? Are you still fighting for your pursuit? It's worth spelling once in my life.

Since then, every weekend morning belongs to the little boy alone, and he still teaches more audiences with his tender and sweet voice. I have never been disturbed, studying in my own beautiful pursuit and living on my own stage. Never stood us up, let us listeners find a unique comfort and start another week's journey.