Whether in school or in society, many people are familiar with some widely circulated poems. Poems use highly concise language to vividly express the author's rich emotions and reflect social life. And a literary genre with a certain rhythm and rhyme. Are you still looking for excellent and classic poetry? The following are 10 poems and compositions that I have collected for you. I hope it will be helpful to you. Poetry Composition 1
On a weekend afternoon at the end of October, Teacher Hu said to the class: "Students, in order to improve everyone's language expression skills and enhance self-confidence, I want to hold a 'Jinbo' event in our class 'Poetry recital. Please choose a children's poem by Jin Bo according to your own situation and participate in the recitation. This way you can show your personal strengths. Anyone who is willing to participate can sign up."
Students all chose. My favorite poem, the poem I chose is called "Composing Music for March". The teacher divided the entire poem recitation into two chapters based on everyone's choice: the first chapter is the nature chapter, mainly Jin Bo's poems describing the beautiful scenery of nature; the second chapter is the emotional chapter, mainly Jin Bo's descriptions of the relationships between people Emotional poetry. Four hosts were also selected for the recital: me, Song Yukun, Du Chenfan, and Guo Yicheng. The arrangement for the four of us hosts is: Song Yukun and I will host the natural part, Du Chenfan and Guo Yicheng will host the emotional part, and finally the four of us will end the show together.
This Thursday afternoon I went to the Palace of Culture for a rehearsal. When I walked into the studio on the second floor, I was very excited, but at the same time nervous for fear of forgetting my words. I kept beating my drum, but after I went on stage, I gradually I calmed down and recited it loudly and fluently. Some students could not control their nervousness after taking the stage, forgot their words, or had unclear enunciation. The teacher pointed them out one by one and asked everyone to make targeted corrections based on their own shortcomings.
There will be a performance on Friday. At noon, my mother bought me a beautiful performance costume and a pair of shiny pink boots. I like it very much. At 7:30 in the evening, I arrived at the studio on time, sat in my seat, and looked excitedly at the stage. The background on the stage was "Colorful Flower Season - Musical Poetry Recital", imagining the scene when the program started. At this time, I saw Teacher Hu, wearing a pink costume, walking slowly onto the stage. She announced loudly: "Students, the 'Jinbo' poetry recital will begin now, and the host is invited to come on stage!" The audience rang. Warm applause. Song Yukun and I walked from both sides of the stage to the center and recited the host's words loudly and emotionally. Then, the students walked onto the stage one by one, holding microphones and recited their favorite poems loudly. What impressed me most was Zhu Huiya's recitation of "Setaria Grass", which seemed so lively and lovely; Jiang Peiran's cucurbit performance of "Phoenix Tail Bamboo Under the Moonlight" was euphemistic and beautiful; Song Yukun's recitation of "We Love the Motherland" was sincere and magnificent. It shows the versatility of the students. Finally, more than 40 people in the class recited "News of Spring" and "Woods in the Rain" with loud voices and neat recitations, pushing the entire party to a climax.
This activity allowed everyone to appreciate many beautiful poems. Through the students’ passionate recitation, we appreciated the charm of poetry. Everyone showed their talents, enhanced their confidence, and loved it more. Learn and read beautiful poetry and prose. This event will leave a deep imprint on the hearts of each of our classmates.
Poetry and Composition 2
I always dream about how wonderful the future will be, but my actual actions seem empty and powerless;
I always think that I am great, but I have nothing and nothing;
Always thinking about how to have fun, but all I can do is watch my weak feet wandering around and not daring to move forward;
Always use them without any scruples. It’s something you don’t earn by your own ability, but it doesn’t mean anything in return;
I always feel that I am very capable and excellent, but when I need help, I can’t do it alone;
Always criticize others and point out their shortcomings, but never give yourself a chance to correct them;
Always correct them after you feel they are wrong, but you will die after putting in the effort;
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I always waste away the days without rehearsals, but I know that life is like a play and only hard work off the stage can bring glory;
I always reveal my feelings inadvertently, but I know that there is no Who will stop;
I always live a headless life like this, but I don’t have the courage to pick up the most precious head;
It’s always always, But it is still OK; I don’t want to be always, I don’t want to be OK anymore, I will no longer mention the past, what is left is the life rehearsed for tomorrow today!
Today there is no more, there is you, you, them and myself! Will you wait?
20130617, Maybe I am still waiting, waiting for a result that I don’t know the result of. Maybe I am not great, but I must be strong; maybe I am not mature enough,
But I am on the way to maturity; maybe I will come back, but that is no longer the me at that time!
When you need to understand the situation, don’t forget that you still have an expectation. Only when the world is changing can you improve yourself!
Quoting Socrates: The most promising successful people are not those with outstanding talents, but those who are best at taking advantage of every opportunity to develop!
Little things make big things happen, details make perfect. Poetry and Composition 3
In the process of growing up, I encountered many things, they are like bright pearls, but there is one thing that is deeply engraved in my mind, Keeps my memory fresh.
One day, the teacher announced in the class that Jin Bo’s children’s poetry recital was about to begin. Suddenly, there was a "honey rain" in my heart, but some students were like wooden figures sitting there blankly, with painful expressions on their faces.
The poem I recited was "Symphony of Green Leaves". Since the teacher gave me this poem, through reading and memorizing it every night, I felt that the poem was catchy and rhymed. The beauty.
At 2:30 in the afternoon on Thursday, we came to the west gate of the Cultural Palace to find Teacher Hu, and lined up neatly to go upstairs. This is a wide hall with stepped seats that can seat more than three hundred people. Seeing this scene, my face was full of surprise, and I was arranged to sit in the first seat in the twelfth row.
On the day of the official competition, we came to the spacious hall again, found our seats and sat down to watch everyone's performance. When I was fascinated by the scene, it was our turn for the second group. It was my turn to play. I was very nervous. When I walked to the middle of the stage with the microphone, many lights shone on me, and the whole stage immediately became a sea of ??lights. After I finished reciting the poem in a more beautiful voice, I bowed to the audience and walked back to my seat. The sound of "Setaria" performed by Zhu Huiya was very clear. Li Boyu performed "Friends I Often Think of" with a loud voice.
The poetry recital was over, and the heavy stone in my heart was relieved. Poetry Composition Part 4
Where is autumn? Autumn is in the endless sky; Autumn is in the woods with fallen leaves; Autumn is in the fruitful orchards; Autumn is in the fields with abundant grains; Autumn is still in the beautiful poetry.
The autumn sky is so beautiful! You see, the endless sky is like a blue gem. Bright pearls are inlaid on this sapphire. These pearls are magical. Some are like sheep grazing leisurely, and some are like clusters of cotton. Some are soft marshmallows...and there are wild geese. They are lined up in a "human" shape and are preparing to go to the south for the winter. Such a beautiful picture really makes people sigh: "The autumn wind blows and white clouds fly, and the grass and trees turn yellow and the wild geese return south."
In autumn, there are so many leaves in the woods! It seems to have laid a warm carpet on the earth. It is really colorful, including golden, fiery red, yellow with green, green... There are sycamore leaves, which are like the palm of my father's hand, and there are ginkgo leaves, which are a handful. A small fan... As long as the breeze blows gently, these fallen leaves will appear like colorful butterflies dancing gracefully. The leaves on the tree are like naughty children, clapping their hands and singing happily, making "rustle" The sound is really: "There are many fallen leaves in the palm garden, and I am surprised to know autumn."
The orchard in autumn is full of fruits. The apples are shouting that it is cold and they need to wear red coats; the persimmons are shouting that they are cold and they need to wear orange clothes; the pomegranates are shouting that they are bored and they are grinning; the pears are shouting that they are cold and they need to wear yellow hats... In the orchard, persimmons seem to be like A naughty child, Grape is a little doll who understands music... It must be: "Every good time of the year must be remembered, the most orange and orange are green."
The fields in autumn are busy. Pieces of golden rice are lined up in neat lines, waiting for the farmer uncle to harvest! The sorghum smiled with a red face, a wine song brewed in the heart, the corn held up the red tassel and was happy, forgetting the troubles of a summer... The harvester in the field kept making noises, and the farmer uncle smiled, it was so sweet , they must be very happy with the food they exchanged for their hard-working sweat. It is really: "I like to see the thousands of waves of rice paddies, and the heroes everywhere are setting off the sunset smoke."
Autumn is like poetry, so beautiful! Poetry Composition 5
I walked quietly around the street,
looking at the falling snow in the sky,
pieces scattered on the ground ,
Looking at the crystal snowflakes,
I remembered,
That, Fengchen’s dream!
Even though the beauty of the snow cannot escape the reincarnation of reality,
The dreams that have been sealed in the dust are lost again and again,
Disappeared in the beautiful time and space. ,
Flamboyant or low-key,
Strong or plain,
Accustomed to moving forward with head down,
Gradually forgotten,
The first dream!
The bird cannot fly across the sea.
I once thought that the bird did not have the courage to fly across the sea.
Later I discovered that it was not that the bird could not fly across the sea. ,
But on the other side of the sea,
There is no longer any waiting.
I am willing to give everything I have,
Welcome back to the world of dreams!
What is reality?
That is what makes us helpless
Become living puppets,
Occasionally, we also have our own thoughts,
The initial Dream,
Where has it gone? Poetry and Composition Part 6
Being sad for autumn and sighing for autumn all happen in this season when all things wither.
While withering, it also reveals the original color of life,
Showing the mottled spots in life vividly without pretense.
The sincere feelings that cannot be erased touched me all of a sudden.
Late autumn is the gradual change of the four seasons and the deep progress of the years.
The wind is raging, the coolness of loneliness,
It penetrates little by little, and detours into every life little by little,
Why not regard it as a This kind of practice is in life.
Perseverance and tenacity weave the breadth of this season;
Baptism and transcendence sublimate the loftiness of this season.
We understand the origins and fates of the world in this season.
I am as devout as a believer, and my restless mood gradually becomes clearer.
Poetry Composition Part 7
Tang poems are sweet springs, and Song poems are fragrant fallen flowers. Hold a cup of clear spring, pick up a few fallen flowers, and brew a cup of fragrant tea, so the fragrance is overflowing. In the fragrance of poetry, I understand the philosophy of life.
Tao Yuanming was indifferent to fame and wealth, and did not want to give up his waist for five buckets of rice. He retired to the countryside and wrote "Drinking". The sentence "Picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, leisurely seeing the Nanshan Mountain" has become an eternal famous sentence. "In the morning, he cleans up the wasteland and returns with a hoe in the moonlight" tells the story of Tao Yuanming's day's farming life, which was very hard, but he did not complain because it was his own wish. From Tao Yuanming, I learned that as a human being, you must follow your heart and keep yourself clean.
Li Bai had a free and easy nature, and his "Book of Scaring Barbarians" scared away one hundred thousand elite soldiers of the Southern Barbarians. Frustrated in the officialdom, Li Bai picked up his sword, traveled around the mountains and rivers, and wandered around the world. "With a knife to cut off the water, the water will flow more, and with a toast, the sorrow will become more sorrowful." It expresses Li Bai's melancholy because of his unappreciated talent. "There will be times when the wind and waves break." "Hang the clouds and sail directly to the sea" shows Li Bai's confidence and outlook for the future. From Li Bai, I realized that a person should be open-minded and comfortable!
Wen Tianxiang fought against the Yuan Dynasty all his life and was not afraid of strong enemies. "The mountains and rivers were broken and the wind fluttered with catkins, and his life experience was ups and downs, and the rain and the rain hit the ground" - even if the environment was dangerous, he remained firm in his ambition. "Since ancient times, no one has died, and his loyal heart will be remembered by history." - The situation is over, Wen Tianxiang sacrificed his life to serve the country, with loyalty and unyielding justice. The clank and integrity are admirable. He used his life to interpret for future generations Sima Qian's "Everyone is destined to die, which may be lighter than a feather or heavier than Mount Tai." From Wen Tianxiang, I realized that a person must have integrity.
The smoothness of "Looking up to the sky and laughing and going out, how can we be the people of Penghao", the optimism of "Since ancient times, autumn has been sad and lonely, I say that autumn is better than spring", "not afraid of the floating clouds covering my eyes, The ambition of "being at the highest level", the deep tranquility of "winding paths lead to secluded places, and the Zen room is deep with flowers and trees", the leisurely forgetfulness of "always remembering the sunset in the creek pavilion, being intoxicated and not knowing the way back"... I have learned a lot about life from the poems. The truth has benefited me deeply.
When you enter poetry, you also enter poetic life. In this kind of life, I feel life and absorb the rain of growth. It’s great to get into poetry! Poetry and Composition Part 8
My godfather believes in Buddhism, and my godmother believes in Christianity. The two sometimes quarreled over their different beliefs. I practice Qigong with my godfather in the morning, and talk about God with my godmother in the evening.
Actually, I don’t believe in any gods, including the God of Poetry. But I am moved by all the pious people!
God has been arrested by science and proven to be false. God never appears. God does not exist at all. It is devout people who create miracles like God's manifestation because of their persistence in piety. It is human beings who use their tenacious will and life energy to break through the obstacles of life again and again.
No power can stop people from cursing and spurring darkness! We cannot stop people from seeking spiritual support, from imagining beauty, looking up to love, looking up to beauty, looking up to light, and yearning for happiness!
Poetry has been conceived in our lives before we write it.
In the spiritual realm, God exists eternally and is with all living beings.
God collects everyone’s wishes: punishing evildoers, eliminating inner demon barriers, granting fate and blessings... God condenses the vast essence of mankind; God restrains or saves mankind with the highest wisdom of mankind... …God is formless and imageless, leaving it to people’s imagination; God tolerates eternal misinterpretations tolerantly; God comes and goes freely through human hearts...
"God" is the highest poetic art created by mankind.
"God" is the highest specimen of poetic art.
And "life" is the highest poetic art created by God.
Human beings look up to the gods, and the gods also look up to humans—and they look up more devoutly, because gods are more lonely than any other person. We seem to have reason to have deep sympathy for the elves who consider themselves "gods".
It can be said that poetry is conceived in "piety" and "looking up", nourished by the essence of life, and finally becomes "creation", dancing between God and life. This is of course not the truth, not an idea, not even my view of poetry, it is just a thought that happened to pass through my mind. Thoughts lose their freedom and the possibility of perfection when they are stereotyped as thoughts, and we should resist with all our strength the labeling of thoughts as thoughts.
The accumulated culture nurtures us and restrains us... Those who are not imprisoned by various "conventional" things are the ancient sages, and they are far luckier than us. They can imagine the universe with a free and poetic spirit and pick the truth directly from the dark sky. We have accepted conventions, our thinking patterns have become more and more mechanized, and our imagination and creative functions have deteriorated... Moreover, we rush to the dark urban forest, and then hypocritically look up at the empty wilderness in our memories, thereby losing our poetic chastity.
Therefore, the God who created us blushes and hides. Poetry Composition Part 9
In order to better carry out this comprehensive study and open the door to poetry, the teacher specially held a poetry recitation meeting, asking each of us to search for two poems and read them carefully. The influence of poetry on a person, and even on a world literary community, is huge. Therefore, reading more poetry can also improve our cultivation and increase our knowledge. Before holding a poetry recitation, a very important task must be done, that is, division of labor. In our group, I am the team leader, and I am responsible for sorting out our results and making them smooth; I am responsible for collecting background music, Dai Ping is responsible for organizing the information, and I am responsible for organizing, appreciating and reciting the results of our group on stage. Although we each have our own division of labor, none of us can live without the other, so the members of our group attach great importance to this matter.
When I recited the results, the music sounded, and the coordination was seamless. Moreover, the music matched the poetry very well and did not conflict with the poetry. By the time I finished reading, the music had ended. At this time, only a round of applause was heard from the audience. Through this poetry recitation, we learned a lot of poetry, which enabled us to understand more about the background of the poetry. From it, I understood many deeper meanings and the poet's heart that I didn't know before, such as Du Fu's "Jiang Village". Although this poem On the surface, it was the author's comfort when he lived in Jiangcun, but after the poetry reading meeting, I also understood: Although the author was comfortable, he felt it because of the charity of others. If a poet wants to live under the charity of others, doesn't it make people feel uncomfortable? Sad? Through this comprehensive study, we not only learned a lot of poetry, but also learned the classification of poetry, which is more helpful for us to learn poetry. More importantly, I also tried to write poetry myself. In poetry, I can fly My own soul, my thinking can jump, and my imagination has been richly extended. We can express our desires and emotions in poetry, and it is very interesting and relaxed. If you are not careful, it will be remembered for a long time, and your children and grandchildren will read it every day. Possibly, how great.
When we studied poetry, we also learned how to read poetry: 1. Understand the meaning of the words 2. Contact the author’s actual life. Therefore, this comprehensive study has greatly helped our knowledge growth. Poetry Composition 10
Our country is a country of poetry, from the famous Tang poetry, Song lyrics, and Yuan songs to the free and easy writing style Modern poetry, these good poems make us unable to help but applaud. While studying ancient poetry and modern poetry, we also learned about the differences between ancient poetry and modern poetry - ancient poetry has a more rigid language form and stricter rhyme requirements, while modern poetry has freer forms and more imagery than ancient poetry. More novel and creative. Haha, now I finally understand why short ancient poems are so difficult to understand. Now, I really admire great poets for being able to write such concise and wonderful poems! In order to enrich the extracurricular knowledge of the students, the teacher asked us to find many poems outside class and read them in the class. This also allowed us to truly enter the palace of poetry and feel the wonderful realm of poetry.
In addition, we also acted as little poets for a time. I wrote a song "Little Turtle", which was read aloud by the teacher as a model essay and was well received by the teacher and classmates. The classmates also wrote well. Chen Qiqi's poem "Stars" is very childlike, and the lively language makes us feel the naughty and cuteness of the little stars; Zhu Lili's poem "Cake" expresses her mother's care for her and her The sincere gratitude and deep love for my mother were very touching and won unanimous recognition from the students. We also wrote our own poems on the small cards we made. Each exquisite card represents our innocence and dreams. The children's poems on the colorful small cards are so wonderful. We sit quietly and listen to others. Reciting affectionately, we swim together in the sea of ??poetry, and feel the inspiration brought to us by each small poem.
After class, we also showed our collected poetry knowledge and asked each other questions, which made our class full of fun. Many students with strong interest began to make poetry collections, and some students were even more creative and related to the poems. Students who are good at painting collaborated to create beautiful illustrations. After class, we gathered together and happily exchanged the infinite fun that poetry brings us.
This event ended with our reluctance. But the witty children's poems and the fun-filled poems originally written by the students are all deeply imprinted in our memory, causing us to recall this charming poem from time to time and recall the impact that poetry has brought to us. ah! Poetry, how wonderful you are, I feel deeply proud of you!