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At 10:25 a.m., I walked into the classroom. The girls looked at me with a little blankness, and I felt that something was wrong. At this time, a girl whispered, "Teacher, you have gone to the wrong classroom, and tomorrow is our class."
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Oh oh, sorry, how did I remember wrong. With that, I stepped back out of the classroom.
It was the next class, and I walked into the classroom at the head.
The girls shouted, "Teacher, don't go, it's in our class."
At this time, a group of girls from the next class passed by, and they hugged me and walked down the hallway, saying, "Teacher, go to our class." And the girls in the classroom shouted into the hallway, don't go to their class, teacher, come to our class.
A couple of girls came out the back door of the classroom and came to pull me. The girls who carried me in their arms protected me in their arms. Say, this is the teacher of our class, don't come and rob it.
A few girls still came to pull me, and the girls who hugged me tightly held me in the middle. They laughed at each other and pushed and pulled each other, and they all said, "This is our teacher!"No, this is our teacher. Teacher, come to our class. The teacher should not go to their class, the teacher will come to our class.
I know they're joking. I smiled and said, don't make a fuss, let's all go back to the classroom. The play, which lasted for two or three minutes, ended with my "back to class" sound. And this kind of banter is something I've never encountered in my 28 years of teaching, so it's a courtesy, hehe.
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After class, I said, children, let's read and recite Du Fu's poem "Yonghuai Monuments" that we learned yesterday.
The girls' beautiful reading voices echoed in the classroom, and I read with them.
After reading it, I said that Du Fu's poems are depressed and frustrating, and they are good to read, but they are a bit difficult to memorize, and they are not easy to memorize.
One of the girls said, I think too, teacher.
Another girl said, what do you think, you know to cater to the teacher.
Hahaha, everyone laughed.
Now let's learn Xi "Shu Dao Difficulty", author, Li Bai. Li Du Li Du is the combined name of Li Bai and Du Fu. Li Bai and Du Fu are 11 years apart, but the two still become "year-old friends" because of the same hobby.
Teacher, Du Fu is Li Bai's little fan brother. Du Fu wrote more than a dozen poems to Li Bai.
Teacher, does Yang Guifei also like Li Bai?She grinds ink for Li Bai. Why else do you say "the concubine grinds the ink, and the wrestler takes off his boots"?
And Wang Lun, teacher. On the day Li Bai left Wang Lun, Wang Lun gave Li Bai property. Li Bai boarded the boat and wanted to leave quietly, when he heard someone on the shore singing. Wang Lun and the villagers beat the beat with their feet and sang songs to see Li Bai off.
Li Bai was very moved, so he wrote "Gift to Wang Lun".
Li Bai was about to go on a boat, and suddenly heard the sound of singing on the shore. The Peach Blossom Lake is thousands of feet deep, not as deep as Wang Lun to send me love. Everyone recited it.
Teacher, Li Bai also wrote "Chivalrous Journey", killing one person in ten steps, and not staying for a thousand miles. Brushing off the clothes and going away, hiding deep with the name.
How do you know so much?
Because we all like Chinese and like your lessons.
Ouch, it's not to coax the teacher again.
Teacher, we like to coax you. If you're happy, we'll be happy.
Hahaha. Come, let's read "Shu Dao Difficult" first, pay attention to the pronunciation of the characters, and understand the general meaning.
After the girls finished reading, I asked, which is the main theme of the poem, which is the main sentence?
The girls said loudly that the difficulty of Shu Road is difficult to go to the sky.
What kind of Tao is Shu Dao?
It is a bird road, and there is a bird road in Taibai in the west, which can cross the top of Emei.
Teacher, and later plank road. The earth collapsed and the mountain destroyed the strong man to death, and then the ladder stone stacks were hooked together.
Teacher, "The earth collapses and the mountain destroys the strong man to die" is a mythical story.
Yes, tell us about this myth.
Okay, teacher, then I'll follow the notes. "Huayang Guozhi Shu Zhi" contains: King Qin Hui promised to marry five daughters to the king of Shu, the king of Shu sent five wrestlers to marry, returned to Zitong (now Zitong County, Sichuan Province), encountered a big snake into the cave, five wrestlers pulled the snake's tail together, to pull it out, as a result the mountain was pulled down, five wrestlers and the five daughters of King Qin Hui were crushed to death, and the mountain was divided into five ridges.
Teacher, five wrestlers went to pull the snake, and then the mountain collapsed. I don't think that's going to happen. One girl said.
So how do you interpret this mythical story?I asked.
The mountain is high and the road is far away, and it is written in the later poem that "avoid the tiger in the morning and the long snake in the evening." grinding teeth and sucking blood, killing people like hemp", they must have had an accident on the road. They were eaten by beasts, the five princesses were gone, and the five wrestlers were also dead. The king of Shu could not communicate to King Qin Hui, and was afraid that King Qin Hui would send troops to attack, so he made up this mythical story to prevaricate King Qin Hui.
Haha, haha. Maybe it's like you say. I say.
Another girl said that they were not just five people, they took five princesses in the barren mountains and mountains, and after a long time, they each took a princess home, and never returned to Shu.
Hahaha, hahaha. Everyone laughed so happily.
Maybe they just happened to run into **, and the ground collapsed and the mountains were destroyed." You think, the road is long, and they must walk on the road for a long time. That's when I ran into **.
But no matter what happened, the King of Shu had to reply to the King of Qin. He had to find a reason and make up a lie. What kind of lie to make up, it is naturally best to make up a mythological story. Another girl said.
Haha, the girls laughed and argued, saying their opinions.
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In this way, the content of the whole poem was discussed and Xi in happy laughter. Then, I asked a few girls to go to the podium to be little teachers, and organized everyone to read and recite by heart. The girls stood on the podium in a dignified manner, allowing their classmates to read or memorize or explain the meaning of the poems.
And I, standing at the back of the classroom, looking out the window at the blue porcelain sky, my heart wandered in the universe.
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In the evening, I remembered that a student who was studying at Guilin Normal College, who was also a former golfer, said some time ago that he was going to run a marathon in X County, and I told him that he had come to X County and told me to invite him to dinner. Now I don't know if this marathon has been run, so I asked him on WeChat.
He said, Dec. 17.
I said, ah, I've been here already, did I run away on Friday?
It's November, he said, teacher.
Oh my God, what kind of concept of time do I have?I say.
He said, it's fine. The teacher must be too tired to cultivate the flowers of the motherland.
Possibly. I said, and I got knocked out from playing today. I also fainted in class today and walked to the wrong classroom.
You're gone, and we've trained a few more boys from the engineering class to play together. I say.
Okay, teacher, the badminton career is developing again. The two captains of our education major are both from the normal school, and they are both well trained by teachers. He said, I also miss Mr. Lu's class.
Oh, I'm wondering, is it possible to get dizzy once in a while, and there will be an unexpected gain?So, today, I have been confused twice, but it makes me feel very rich mentally.
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