Poetry is a song that inherits the past and the present, “The Great River washed great figure through the ages when it goes east “. Poetry is a feeling that touches the world. “Good rain knows the season, it happens in spring.” Poetry is the ideal of shouldering a mission bravely, “facing Jie rock, see the sea”. Poetry is the power to create the future. “Count the outstanding figures should be the present.” I advise god to cheer up, offer talented people by different standards. The ups and downs of the poet help us feel the momentum power that shock the ancient and modern times. This is the charm of ancient Chinese poetry. Today, the children of Xiehe Primary School started a journey of poetry to relive the timeless classic poems. Let’s dust our hearts and hope that the feelings and wisdom of ancient literati will continue to enlighten our life nowadays. Life has its own poetry. Come on, join our poetry carnival!
White hair on green water, red palm stirs the waves. Goose is white, floating leisurely on the water, and its white feathers are in contrast with the green river. Underwater, however, there is a different scene: the red goose’s paw paddles slowly under the water, with thin water waves behind it. Oh, a flock of goslings in P1C are swimming happily towards us. Let’s have a look!
It’s time for picking lotus in Jiangnan again, the lotus leaves come to the surface, squeezed, paced and spreading in the wind. Under the thick lotus leaves, the cheerful fish are playing constantly. Here for a while, there for a while, I couldn’t tell whether it was in the east, west, south or north. Today, P1B’s children come to walk into the beautiful scenery of Jiangnan that is filled with thousands of miles of greenery and red flowers with everyone here.
Absorbed in reading, spring is now over, every inch of time is like an inch of precious gold. The reason why time is precious is that it flies and never stops for anyone. Time pasts like water no matter day and night; Youth can never come back, when darkness fall sunlight can’t come back within one day. Feel sad when face the mirror in the chamber, the hair was black in the morning but snow white at night. Generation after generation of poets have been lamenting that good time is a fleeting moment; And face the constant changes and fleeting time, the only thing we can do is to cherish it. Time takes away everything, and time gives everything. So, let’s be grateful for the gift of time and gather the most beautiful poetry in P1D’s Long Songs.
It’s rare to have a close friend in life, and knowing each other is the most important thing. In ancient times, communication was inconvenient, but as long as friends cared for each other, they could accompany each other even if they were thousands of miles away. As the old poetry says, “if there is a close friend in the world, the world is as tiny as a neighborhood”. You can sigh, “it is hard for friends to meet, as the morning stars barely meet the evening stars”. But if it is a close friend, “I do not know I could visit your house again in twenty years”. Common belief and trust make friendship warm and full of strength.
Today, let’s travel through time and space with P3C’s classmates, explore our confidants, and feel the most sincere friendship in the world.
If the flying general Li guang is in the dragon city, the Huns will not be allowed to go south to spend their horses in Yinshan. The frontier fortress of Tang is not so much a battlefield as a poetic field. Poets came to the desert Gobi, but they came to the cold moon at border, thinking of flying generals in Dargon city, chanting the Great Wall and embracing the deep feelings of home and country. Just like this song out of country by Wang Changling, there is a great deal of hardship and glory. Today, in the performance of P3D, we walk into Tang dynasty, and walk into the culture of Chinese poetry, walk into glory and dreams.
China is a country that loves poetry, and Chinese people love poetry. From the Book of Songs left by our ancestors more than 3,000 years ago, we can still find the life we want today. This intangible wealth passed down from generation to generation. Now it is in our blood. It shapes our appearance and refines our thoughts. Today, let’s pursue the cultural genes in the songs of P1A, in the inter-class concert of Xiehe, and embrace the most beautiful poems and distant places.
Travel at si water in good mood, the endless scenery is a new. Spring as the beginning of a year. Spring is a farming season. In this new year, we have once again sown the seeds of poetry, expecting that one day, all things will flourish in spring. The children of P2B will bring us a different “Spring Dawn”
When I was young, I didn’t know the moon. I thought it was a disk made of white jade, and I suspected it was a fairy mirror of Yaotai, floating above the clouds in the sky. When the moon rose, I first saw two feet of immortals, then gradually saw the full shape of immortals and laurel trees, saw a full moon, and saw the white rabbits in the middle of the moon working on medicine. Today, please follow the footsteps of Li Bai, a poet, to the Moon Palace with P2A.
A porridge and a meal, we need to think it is not easy to get; a little bit and a little bit, constant thinking of the difficulties. “working in the noon, the sweat drops to the soil. Who knows every rice is hard? ” A porridge and a meal, half silk and half wisp, they are all from hard working farmers. Even if they are not expensive, we cannot waste them. The children of P2D will express their treasure of food with their songs.
Let the fragrance of spring go, in the hills, Wang and Shun can stay. Mountains, autumn rain, bright moon, clear spring, and the woman who washes clothes, these ordinary scenes, in Wang Wei’s works, add an artistic touch of daily life and washing away dust from the hustle and bustle. The poet’s lofty character and personalities behind the words also enlightens us, and tell us how to live poetically. P3B’s classmates will interpret this beautiful poem with their
The bright moonlight sprinkled on the bed like water, which looked like a thick layer of frost on the ground. Unconsciously, it was another year, I left my hometown. Looking up at the bright moon in the sky, relatives should have seen it. Do they also miss me, homesickness is surging in my heart, making it difficult to sleep .P2C’s students will bring their own “Silent Night Thinking”
one day I will ride the wind and break the heavy waves, and then set the cloud like sail and cross the sea. A good wish requires us to make unremitting efforts to make it a reality. Fight to success is the heart of Liu Yuxi’s works, the tenacity of Zheng Banqiao’s works, and the patience and determination of Lu You’re works, that is, “Start young and success old”. P3A’s Bamboo Stone is a profound interpretation of these arguments.
From brutal war to peaceful art, from solitary desert to art Jiangnan, from loyalty and bravery to romantic life. Poems and songs help us feel our home and country in Xiehe. If there is a friend in the world, the world is a small neighborhood. Let’s set out from Wuxi Xiehe, recite the classics, and show off the elegance. With the children’s singing and dancing, their dreams start to sail.