Poetry suitable for middle school students to recite

First, "China Youth"

Walking from the lofty plateau, I am the snow lotus on the iceberg;

Walking from the treasure island surrounded by blue waves, I am a swallow in the sea breeze;

Walking from the vast grassland, I am a young eagle flying under the blue sky;

Walking from the loess slope with seven ditches and eight beams, I am Shandandan, who is fresh and tender by the Yellow River.

Ah! I hope China will grow up. We are teenagers in China!

The winding Yellow River taught me perseverance, and the headstrong Kunlun Mountain taught me to stand tall.

It was the snow in the north that taught me purity, and the cotton in the south that taught me enthusiasm.

Dragon's hometown, the cradle of the nation, beautiful mountains and rivers, our home.

Feel the heroic spirit of Water Margin (H) and The Three Kingdoms in the dignified square characters;

In the picturesque poems of Tang and Song Dynasties, you can appreciate the bells of Qiao Feng and the lonely smoke in the desert.

In grandma's ballads, the stories of Nuwa (wā) and Dayu (Y incarnation) haunt my ears;

With the help of my grandfather, I began to learn to walk, and the footprints of Dongzi and Lei Feng guided me forward.

Chinese descendants, Chinese children, black eyes and yellow skin, their appearance has not changed.

At the end of May, the heart follows the dragon boat to chase the soul of poetry, and in August, the Mid-Autumn Festival is full of thoughts.

At the baobao meeting, archery and wrestling showed the tenacity of small herders.

Holding ha (h m) da, singing and dancing, send my best wishes to my friends.

The beauty of the East nourishes the descendants of the dragon, and the culture of 5,000 years is rooted in our hearts.

We remember the advantages and disadvantages of Chinese mother, not to mention her suffering.

Qiàn can't pull straight like a question mark, and the ancient bricks of the Great Wall can't stop the shrapnel of foreign guns.

Ah! It is the spark in July, the boat in South Lake, that makes the oriental lion rise from the nightmare.

The blood of pioneers revived the frozen soil for thousands of years, and China only showed the smiling face of youth.

The Story of Spring resounded all over the country, China! Opened a brand-new picture.

Today, history and the future will be hand in hand, and the baton of the times will be passed on by us.

Standing at the new starting line, answer loudly: Teenagers should write poems about China's brilliance (cuǐ) and elegance (càn)!

I don't expect sunshine everywhere under my feet, and I don't dream of sunny days overhead.

Don't be infatuated with the honey pot hotbed given by my father and brother, and don't forget the battle song "The Most Dangerous Time"!

Be the flagship of breaking the wind and waves, be the rocket to propel the spacecraft,

Cut off poverty like a sword and connect the world with love.

Listen, the lusheng and the suona play together.

Look, the swallow and fly with me the eagle.

Fifty-six flowers are in full bloom, decorating the big garden in flowers of war.

Let the souls of our ancestors proudly marvel: ah! This is my China!

This is China boy!

2. Have a grateful heart

Learn to be grateful, and you will face the challenges of life piously and learn to be grateful.

Embark on the journey of life with happiness and love!

Fallen leaves hover in the air,

Painted a touching picture

That is the tree's gratitude for the nourishment of the earth.

The waves churned and sang in the sea.

Write a grateful movement.

At that time, the waves praised the sea that nurtured the tower.

Don't complain that God has given you too many ups and downs.

Don't sigh that fate has too many twists and turns.

Always have a grateful heart.

We experience the happiness of life and grow up in the sunshine of love.

Some people say-

The essence of kindness is to have a grateful heart.

Others said-

Gratitude is a virtue in the world and is supreme.

I thank my parents for giving me precious life and raising us to grow up healthily.

I am grateful to my teachers, because they took me to taste the nectar of knowledge and told me the dream of flying youth.

Thanksgiving dear party, because it has created a peaceful and stable environment for us, and spread sunshine to make new seedlings grow sturdily.

Thanks to the great motherland, because it has given us the dignity of China people and stood in the east of the world.

How many times have I fallen asleep with a feeling of happiness?

How many times have I imagined the future with tears of emotion?

Learn to be grateful, and you will face the challenges of life piously.

Learn to be grateful and embark on the voyage of life with joy and love;

Gratitude is a kind of strength.

Gratitude is a state.

Have a grateful heart.

We will have a happy, happy and bright future.

Haizi faces the sea, and spring blossoms.

From tomorrow on, I want to be a happy person;

Comb hair, chop wood and travel around the world.

From tomorrow on, I will care about food and vegetables.

Living in a house facing the sea, spring is blooming.

From tomorrow on, write to everyone I love.

Tell them my happiness,

What did the lightning of happiness tell me,

I will distribute it to each of them.

Give every river and mountain a warm name.

Stranger, I will also wish you happiness.

I wish you a bright future!

May you lovers get married!

May you enjoy happiness in this world!

I only want to face the sea and spring blossoms.

Four. Youth in Xi Murong

All endings have been written.

All the tears have also flowed out.

I suddenly forgot what kind of beginning this was.

On that ancient summer day that is gone forever.

No matter how hard I pursue it,

Young you are just passing by.

And your smile is extremely shallow.

Gradually disappeared into the mist after sunset.

Then open the yellow title page.

Fate has bound it badly.

I watched it again and again, and tears filled my eyes.

But I have to admit.

Youth is a book that is too hasty.

Five, Chen Ang's "Star Fragments in the Desert"

Barefoot,

Walking in the dark,

Constantly,

Pick up the fragments of the stars.

In the desert,

Singing the lost water year,

Not far away,

Hold up the oil-paper umbrella many years ago.

Extended data:

Reciting skills

First, the most important thing is the expression of poetry by sound-for example, whether the artistic conception of poetry and the expression of sound complement each other.

Second, language sentence breaks, many poems are completely different from reading, sentence breaks are correct, language expression and feelings.

What is the combination of love?

Third, if there is music, how is it combined with music?