You say flowers smell, how can you listen to it? I say wrong, flowers smell can be heard, because listening is an adjective. You laugh, how can I see it? Then I'll tell you some stories and you'll know.
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[1]
One day several years ago, as usual, after getting up, I cleaned the classroom inside and outside and then let go of the children's songs in the stereo: I want to be a good child, never naughty at school every day, no matter where I go, make everyone love, make everyone love With the relaxed and cheerful children's songs, I stood at the door and greeted my children with a smile. Lulu, a small monitor with a pair of big eyes like black onyx, was the first to arrive. He waved goodbye to his mother and said hello to me: Good morning, Teacher Xiao Wang! I touched his red little face, took the schoolbag behind him, he jumped into the classroom, followed by Qinqin wearing a flower skirt, crying handsome, tied with two horns of the Pan Pan are like deer to bid farewell to Mom and Dad into the class, naughty chubby home today is his brother sent him, but. There's something wrong with the little guy today. What's wrong? Hey, why did he have something shiny in his hand? The original naughty package when he got out of the car to bring his brother's glasses conveniently, he ran into the kindergarten to hide behind my mouth exaggerated shouting: wang teacher, wang teacher help! His brother then narrowed his eyes and asked: Teacher Xiao Wang, where is home? Can I get my glasses back? I dragged home out from behind: home, quickly return the glasses to brother, so that children are not like. Home to my tongue out a twist of the body spoiled way: no, no, brother is not a good child, said today to sell me that small jeep. Not again, huh! His brother and I smile, while pulling home: you this child, home so many cars, but also? Obey me, give me my glasses back, brother will be late for school. Home yanked my back to dodge behind me: you go to buy me now, do not buy me will not return your glasses. Home brother a home behind me pulled over to seize the glasses homeopathic impatient in his ass slapped a slap: disobedient! Wait till you get home and tell mom. This time, they were in trouble. Jiayuan sat on the ground and cried loudly, causing all the children and parents who came to see their children off to stop and watch curiously.
I quickly pulled away his brother, picked up the tearful home went to the window pointing to the window that a colorful azalea said: good home, do not cry, you see, you see what is that?
Home glanced out the window to continue sobbing: flowers, flowers.
I asked again: Is the flower beautiful?
Beautiful. Home whimpers.
Do you like it? I asked.
Home and then look back at the flower sea said: like.
So teacher take them all off for you, ok? I asked.
One flower is good, but if you take them all off, they won't look good. Home answered.
Yeah, homeland knows too much good stuff is bad, right? So, are there so many cars in our homeland that they will not be fresh for a while?
Jiayuan paused for a moment." Hmm, teacher, I know. But it's not right for my brother not to keep his word."
Yes, brother, this is wrong, should not deceive children, then punish brother let him go to school. Make a lot of money later. Give our home a lot of good food, okay? I hurried down the hill.
After all, the child was actually laughing through tears when I coaxed him. Put down home to send his brother, his brother also embarrassed smile young face childish: thank you teacher wang, this child let my parents spoiled.
I smiled: the child's heart is transparent, our breach of faith will let the crystal dust, so do not easily promise the child's promise, once promised to fulfill. Brother Jiayuan lowered his head and nodded after pondering for a long time: Yes, Teacher Xiao Wang, I know. The child's heart is exquisite crystal, don't let him hurt easily.
[II]
As usual, I opened the handout and stood on the stage. I said to the noisy voice like a sparrow under the stage: Children, the most obedient, seriously not speaking in class, the voice just below chirping echoed my words, and stopped the following small movements. I took the book and walked back and forth in the classroom: Small hands behind small feet should be aligned, while the children moved neatly, while sitting carefully.
So my course even officially began, I turned around with chalk on the blackboard to write a big cloud word, and the word strokes a pen in the blackboard field grid, and then said to the children: today we want to learn this word read what, I pointed to the floating cloud outside the window said: this word read cloud, is white cloud, white cloud under the sky beautiful ah, soft, white. Do they look like cotton candy? I asked.
As children answer while looking out the window of the white clouds.
So the teacher hopes that the children will remember it firmly. Next, the children will recite with me, cloud, cloud of white clouds.
Below the podium is a child's voice like heaven, clouds of white clouds
After reading it several times, I asked: Do the children remember it?
Remember, here's the uniform answer.
Okay, so the teacher's gonna ask them one by one. I said with a smile. I asked from the first row of Lu Lu, Lu Lu stood up and blinked his big black eyes loudly answered cloud, white cloud.
Very good. I nodded with satisfaction. Next is Xiaoshuai, Jiaqi, Yongxiang, Qinqin all answered very well.
When I arrived at Xinxin, Xinxin, what was the word pronounced? I pointed to the blackboard with a pointer cloud read, read this just 5-year-old little xinxin wearing a sky blue suspenders, hand out of the chest pocket but put the index finger in his mouth, low head eyes but look around to answer, so I pointed to the stack of clouds outside the window prompt: xinxin, what do you see outside? Xinxin looked up and her eyes lit up happily and answered: It's the sky. I suddenly fainted. The children below giggle into a laugh: ha ha, day, xinxin said it is day I use the pointer gently knocked on the desk: quiet, quiet! I am not discouraged to continue to prompt Xinxin: So what is under the sky?
It's the sun. Xin Xin answered again.
Ha ha class like open pot, jiuguai laughter children laughing pointing to xinxin, ha ha, read the sun, ha ha xinxin rose red face stood on the seat at a loss to see children taunt, I once again stopped the children's frolic. So I reminded Xiao Xinxin for the third time: Xinxin, what else is there in the sky besides the sun? Little Xinxin carefully looked up at the sky and thought: There are also the moon and stars.
Well, you smile is it, ha ha, this is the child, as simple as a sunflower blooming.
[III]
In the afternoon, I taught the children to review yesterday's "Little Red Riding Hood" dance. It was not bad. I made great progress, especially ugly and early morning dance. The bell rang after class. The children were tired. I let the children go to the yard for free activities for twenty minutes. I also sat on the bench to rest. The children scattered, some playing on slides, some riding horses, some swinging, some wandering around the bubble city. Afternoon sunshine is not cold, unlike mother warm embrace lazily bloom their smiling faces, the garden children's laughter set off into a happy paradise, I dare not slack off, vision from the children cheerful figure on one by one, eh? Where are Chenchen and Ugly? My heart began to lift up, so in the garden began to look around, still can not find, I asked the small monitor Lulu: Lulu, see Chenchen and ugly? Lu Lu sat on the seesaw and looked around: Teacher, they are there! Following the direction of Lulu's finger, I saw two children squatting under a row of peach trees by the west wall. What were the two children doing there? I curiously walked over: Ugly, Chenchen, why are you two here?
Teacher, look at so many ants moving bugs. Ugly ugly looked at me and then lowered his head to focus on ants. I lowered my head and saw that a green insect was surrounded by a large number of ants. I saw that the green insect on the black ants was slowly moving forward.
What's there to see here? Isn't it just ants moving insects? How dirty. I pouted impatiently.
Teacher, where do you think they should move such a big bug? Can the little ant put it down? Morning looked at me with black eyes.
This, this I have some words.
Teacher, look at them moving towards that tree hole! Chou Chou pointed at the tree hole under another tree not far away with the tree stick in his hand. Indeed, there was a tree hole under the root of the peach tree. There was a thin layer of sand around the tree hole, like a fortress. Around the fortress, there were many ants stretching their tentacles and moving back and forth hurriedly. Each ant's back was covered with a leaf corner, a grain of sand, or a blade of grass, moving back and forth between tree holes. More ants frequently shuttled between insects and tree holes like intelligence agents. To form a thin black line.
Ugly, when do you think ants can move back like this? Chenchen wiped her nose with her hand and asked Chou Chou.
I don't know. They're so slow. It'll probably take a long, long time. Ugly said.
How long is long? Chenchen asked again.
It's that long. It's that long. Chou Chou stretched out his arms and made an exaggerated gesture.
I can not help but laugh when I listen to them, learn their appearance sigh: alas, poor little ants oh.
Chenchen looked back at my expression and pondered for a moment. He snatched the tree stick from Chou Chou's hand and dug it up on a piece of soft ground in front of him.
What are you doing?! Ugly and I asked in unison.
Chenchen did not say anything but lowered his head and quickly flipped the tree stick in his hand. As the tree stick flipped and the soil splashed, a deep hole was quickly formed in the ground. Chenchen threw away the tree stick, frowned and picked up the big green worm with his fingers and threw it into the hole he had just dug. Then he stood up happily and clapped his hands to the underground ants and said: Well, this time you have a new home and don't be so tired!
The little guy left smugly with his hands behind his back, leaving behind a mess of ants and me and Ugly staring at each other.
Children's kindness is like pure spring water, without pollution and impurities.
[IV]
My favorite class Qinqin, Qinqin round face, black short hair is very ironed against the white skin, red toot mouth, eyes like two black grapes watery looking at you, just like a talking doll. Is so endearing.
Weekend morning that day I and Qinqin mother discussed good, in the evening I want to take Xiaoqin to my house to play for a while, and then send her back, because the time Qinqin mother is very trusted to me, readily agreed, so at night after work holding Xiaoqin hand home, along the way I asked her: and teacher home afraid? Qin Qin looked at me and said firmly,"Don't be afraid." Do you miss your mom? I tilted my head and laughed and teased her. She looked at me and shook her head seriously and said: "I don't want my mother together with Teacher Xiao Wang."
Oh! Good lovely Qinqin ah, I am happy to hold Qinqin can not help but a bit in her apple-like face on a fierce kiss. That night cool breeze, the wind blowing our faces as soft as water, looking at the lovely little Qinxin my beautiful,
Arrived at home, small Qin Qin closely follow me, her small mouth close tightly, eyes are big looking at my family and parents, family members also like obedient Qin Qin bought her a lot of snacks, after dinner I took Qin Qin to play in the park not far from home, we rowing, climbing rockery, playing games, a circle down I am excited, happy, but small Qin Qin but a silent, I asked: Qin Qin, why don't you talk, unhappy? She looked at me, her big watery eyes full of tears. Tears flicker in the big eyes, will soon drop down, I side heartache to hug Qin Qin touched her forehead side nervously asked: What's wrong? Qinqin, are you uncomfortable somewhere? Qin Qin shook her head.
Then why are you upset? Why are you crying? I asked.
Qin Qin shook her head and asked anxiously. Her eyes were full of begging: Teacher Xiao Wang, I, I want to go home.
I suddenly realized that when I sent Qin Qin downstairs to her house, her mother had already been waiting there for a long time, Qin Qin saw her mother jump into her mother's arms and cry wronged, but it made me very embarrassed, standing there is not, not walking is not.
Sister, Qinqin is fine. I just miss you. After I finished pushing up the bike to go, Qin Qin mother but holding Qin Qin rushed over to keep thanking.
Looking at the tears not dry Qinqin I tease her: Qinqin, since want to mother why not early and teacher said?
I said it too early for fear that the teacher would be unhappy. Qinqin low voice but let me moved almost tears, she had already understood my heart.
A child's heart is like a fragile glass bottle. Although fragile, it will try its best to maintain the exquisite pattern.
Do you understand now? For flowers not only need care, irrigation, but also need to learn to listen, quietly listen at night, it is a wonderful world of birds and flowers.
Author: Yingying Zi Period
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