The ingredient that moistens things silently is 1. Teacher xxx in my mind is not amazing, but remembering such small and warm things as spring breeze and rain silently moistens our young hearts.
Sometimes it is the umbrella that Mr. Chen handed over when he was anxious on rainy days without an umbrella; Sometimes the teacher gets off work late. It turns out that Mr. Chen has been carefully accompanying students to make up lessons; Sometimes I will use my own hands to cover the hands of hot and cold children ... Teacher Chen not only cares about the details of our study and life, but also has a very detailed insight into our children's small thoughts and emotions, and uses her own unique methods to resolve the small bumps in our hearts.
I remember that we just started school last year and have been promoted to Grade Two. We were surprised to learn that we were the only four classes arranged on the first floor and we were still next to the toilet. Everyone is disappointed, and I am even more dissatisfied with my bad luck! I didn't expect Mr. Chen to take his time and smile. Guess why the school arranged this? We all talked about it one by one ... Finally, Mr. Chen proudly announced that this is a school that requires us to set a good example for freshmen, because we have done well in all aspects in the past year!
So the school trusts us! Everyone's dissatisfaction was swept away. I am even more embarrassed for taking the lead in booing just now, and I have secretly made up my mind that I must work hard in the new semester and live up to the expectations of teachers!
A year later, we have entered the third grade and went to the classroom on the second floor of the teaching building. We understand the truth gradually, but we have no doubt about Mr. Chen's positive intentions. When we face an unfavorable thing, the teacher protects everyone's self-esteem with her kindness and wit, and inspires our collective extremely valuable sense of honor and responsibility.
Small things, such as silent spring rain, moisten our growing hearts. Bless the teacher!
Love is a beautiful flower, colorful, containing everyone's heart; Love is the sunshine that warms everyone's heart. Love, majestic in spring, soft and cool, blows everyone's heart.
Love is a very unusual noun, which contains the goodness and kindness in everyone's heart.
Take my first primary school teacher, Mr. Chen, as an example. I remember the first time I met Mr. Chen, I was shocked. I thought she was a tall and dignified person, but I didn't expect her to be a little fragile. I don't know why, but I have an inexplicable sense of failure.
Over time, I found that her body is full of admirable highlights: she works hard every day and is lively at work, which brings us into one colorful world after another and enables us to swim in the ocean of knowledge.
I was deeply impressed that on a rainy day, I forgot to bring my umbrella, so Teacher Chen took me home with an umbrella. On the way, Mr. Chen released my umbrella, and Mr. Chen's right shoulder was all wet.
There are countless examples of this. Teacher Chen, thank you for your motherly care. I must repay your love with the best results.
Love is the sweetest rain and dew in the world, and nothing can replace happiness.
Let's pass the torch of love!
Some people love summer with flowers, some people love autumn with fruits, and some people love winter with snowflakes flying. And I love the vibrant spring, especially the "moist and silent" spring rain.
With the arrival of spring, the messenger of spring-spring rain came first. A slight cool breeze blew and the sky gradually darkened. I looked at the gray sky and looked forward to the arrival of the first spring rain. After a while, the breeze started to fall. The rain is continuous and thin, the wind blows and the rain beats, and the rain is accompanied by the wind, like smoke and fog, covering everything around. Rain is like sweet milk, nourishing everything that will wake up. In this continuous and dense rain, the earth reflects the beauty of early spring.
The winter jasmine outside the window is full of rain, standing in a row like a trumpet, so fresh and beautiful, occasionally swaying and stretching slightly in the wind, posing for the upcoming costume.
The willow trees in the distance were also dyed green by the spring rain and floated lightly among the willow branches. When you look closer, the green disappears instantly. You must be hiding in the bud that just sprouted.
Unwilling to be lonely, the grass sticks its head out from the wet land, tender, green and greedy, sucking the milk of spring. You see, its tender tip still has tears of gratitude.
"Good rain knows the season. When spring comes,
Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. "
Isn't this silent spring rain our beloved teacher? She silently dedicated herself and nourished our ignorant hearts. She worked hard and put bits and pieces of knowledge-the necessary nutrients for growth-into our hearts. We seedlings, bathed in the spring rain of love, thrive.
I love this silent spring rain! I love our beloved teacher even more!
Writing 4 "In a person's various qualities, virtue is the first." Locke's words tell us that educating people is more important than teaching. Being a man, virtue is the foundation of being a man. A man without virtue is like a tree without roots. Under the ever-changing changes in today's society, many people lack morality, some students have no ideals and goals, moral behavior has deviated, there is no awareness of respecting teachers and respecting morality, and there is no psychology of loving classmates. They are selfish and self-centered, just like flowers and plants that have lost their roots and can't stand the baptism of wind and rain. In this situation, moral education in schools has become particularly important and urgent.
Chinese in primary schools is a basic subject, which has irreplaceable advantages in cultivating students' moral quality and cultural accomplishment, and plays a decisive role in school moral education. It can be said that primary school Chinese classroom is the main position of school moral education. Its moral education is rich in content and diverse in forms. The new curriculum standard of primary school Chinese points out: "It is an important task of Chinese teaching to cultivate students' noble moral sentiment and healthy aesthetic taste, and to form correct values and positive attitude towards life. They should not be regarded as external additional tasks, but should be subtly influenced and played a role, and these contents should run through the daily teaching process. "
Moral education and Chinese class are inseparable, but we can't turn Chinese into an ideological and moral class, otherwise Chinese class will lose its charm. Yu Yongzheng, a famous educator in China, said: "When a teacher educates his students, if the students know that you are educating him, then your education will fail." Moral education in Chinese teaching should not reveal the traces of infiltration, such as spring rain, which is silent, but can penetrate the earth and moisten students' hearts quietly.
Moral education consciousness is hidden between the lines of Chinese. Every text is beautiful, including the author's joys and sorrows. Take the second volume of the third grade of People's Education Press as an example, each unit contains a moral education theme. The first unit educates students to love beautiful nature, the second unit educates students to protect the environment, the third unit learns the truth of being a man, the fourth unit feels the beautiful childhood life, the fifth unit feels the love of the world, the sixth unit explores the mysteries of the universe and inspires students' love for science and technology, the seventh unit educates students to love the motherland and get along well with people from other countries, and the eighth unit feels the legends of fairy tales. The text of each unit revolves around the theme, which implies the education of students' moral quality and personality cultivation. Students learn these texts, on the one hand, in order to feel the beauty of the language of the motherland, on the other hand, in order to let students have emotional experience associated with specific moral education images. As a Chinese teacher, we should give full play to the advantages of Chinese subject, dig deep into the penetration point of moral education in each text, and let students get emotional edification and sublimation while learning knowledge.
The relationship between Chinese teaching and moral education is just like the relationship between sand and water in fertile soil. As a Chinese teacher, we should have keen insight and profound thinking, explore the best combination of moral education and Chinese teaching, and pay attention to integrating them when preparing lessons, so that students can obtain the subtle educational function of "sneaking into the night with the wind and moistening things silently".
A spring rain woke up the earth quietly, and spring was inadvertently full of strangers, and the birds and flowers drunk the mountains and rivers. When my thoughts have not come out of the snow and litter all over the mountain, the spring rain has already awakened the strange grass, filled the whole earth with green, and the sound of flowers resounded through the sky. Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night" is the most beautiful portrayal of the spring rain, which moistens things silently: it is good to know the season when it rains, and when spring comes. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. The wild clouds are all black, the river is bright, the dawn is red and wet, and the city is full of flowers and insects.
I am amazed at the magic of nature. The cycle of the four seasons changes constantly in silence, showing that life has infinite vitality. Spring rain moistens nature quietly and gently. After being moistened by rain, the trees become more and more lush, and the green leaves shine. Raindrops drop by drop quietly from the tip of green leaves, and beautiful flowers are also soaked in the rain. After the baptism of spring rain, they are more colorful and covered with branches. The weeping willows on the shore are full of green eyes, clear water and moist face, charming and touching, and full of spring. It's true: the spring rain covers the willows, and the stream is soft. Moistening things silently in spring, the forest once dyed the sea red.
The cold winter is getting farther and farther away. The whole earth is warm and natural, and the rivers are warm, so spring rises slowly from the earth and rivers. I stood by the Yanziji River, watching the rolling river, watching ships of different sizes shuttle across the river, and daydreaming endlessly, as if the whole person was immersed in the bone marrow of spring. In the early morning, there were many river watchers, and a few seagulls were playing not far away. The river watchers were reluctant to leave for a long time. The drizzle falls gently, the spring breeze blows slightly, and the rain falls with the wind and floats into the river. There is no ripple of rain falling in the rolling river, only the majesty of the river. A playful person gently skimmed the stone to the river, and the stone bounced on the river several times and disappeared with the disappearance of the rolling river. ,
The spring rain moistens things quietly, the mountains are green and warm, and even the thin clouds can't help dancing gracefully. Romantic colors are elegant and elegant, and they don't keep their original appearance for a moment. In the slightly light blue sky, they float by in a light and charming manner, which is refreshing. Even the rivers on the mountain are intoxicated and can't bear to flow eastward. The spring rain moistens things silently, and everything grows quietly and is intoxicated.
Moistening things quietly Composition 6 Gently, gently, one drop, two drops, three drops, the rain falls on my palm, cool and moist. The breeze was drizzling, and Miss Chun sighed and shed light tears. She doesn't want to give up, she doesn't want to give up the earth she dressed up with one hand, everything is love born of pity. How could she give up? ! She turned love into a continuous spring rain, carefully caring for every piece of land, every tree, every flower and everyone's heart.
The rain is light, like a translucent veil, touching my face. What kind of feeling is this, so familiar and unpredictable. Rain curtain flying all over the sky, each one is like a pearl, like a silver needle, delicate, smooth, refreshing and pleasant. Sit quietly on the pebbles in the park and watch how raindrops moisten the earth.
The low-lying puddle was full of rain this morning, and the rain fell quietly, but the tadpoles had already been unable to hold back their yearning for spring and swam to the surface to breathe fresh air. Rain is falling all gently gave them a cool bath. They are happy to string up and down the upper reaches of the water, shaking their little tails, as if to say, "Come on, come on, little fish, please keep raining, we have to wash it all day to enjoy it!" "
It rained slowly, and the grass sucked greedily. The grass is green, the rain is crystal clear, and the grass is more lively and moving when it meets the rain; The grass is getting brighter and brighter with the rain. Unconsciously, the grass has grown taller, and its smell is mixed with the fragrance of soil and spring rain, sending my breath into the mediation of the wind. It smells of youth. This is the smell of spring.
Gradually, it rained heavily and became a rain curtain full of pearls. Tick-tock, tick-tock, raindrops fall on the leaves and play crisp music. It stayed on a leaf for a long time, and drop by drop merged into a small "lake"-like world. In this mini "lake", a caterpillar is crawling slowly. The bug seems to be infatuated with this sweet water drop, giving its body to it, and relying on it to flow and infiltrate itself, feeling the beauty and joy brought by the spring rain.
This rain-soaked leaf was a little at a loss. Under the pressure of raindrops, it gradually bent down and reluctantly left. Ye Er tried his best to keep his friend, stumbling and skipping, and so on several times. Ye Er said: "Friend, you stay, I need you!" " ""I'm going to other leaves, and they need me, too. Don't worry, I'll come to see you again! " After that, the rain fell along the tip of the leaf and fell on another leaf. Every encounter, acquaintance and acquaintance is beautiful. Although it is short-lived, the friendship between Ye Er and Rain is falling all will never change. Even after vicissitudes of life, they will always meet, and their bosom friends will always stand the test of time.
Light rain turned into moderate rain. Grass, flowers and Ye Er all danced happily, high-fived in the rain and sang romantic rhapsody in spring. The children were reluctant to leave, and their mother watched them play with mud with an umbrella, with a happy smile on her face.
A young couple simply threw their umbrellas aside, holding hands, jumping and spinning in the rain, splashing water, bouncing and falling rhythmically, making a crisp sound.
Yes, Miss Chun is leaving, and will bid farewell to this green, blooming and vibrant world soon. It will be a hot summer day. A year's plan lies in spring, if there is no tears of spring girls, there will be no vitality of spring; Without the sigh of Miss Chun, there would be no coolness of the spring breeze. People tried to stay with reluctance, but Miss Chun shed tears and could not bear to part with her children and friends.
When the rain stopped, I walked out of the pavilion and finally realized that this familiar feeling was connected with the heart of the spring rain. It is like my mother's sweet milk, nourishing my thirsty soul; It's like a long-lost friend, which reminds me of our old friendship.
Although I am gone, my heart is still full of hope, because I know I will see you again next year!
One afternoon in composition class, I walked into the classroom with a big smile on my face. When I stepped onto the platform, I couldn't help frowning. A layer of chalk was found on the table. So I asked my classmates, "Which group is on duty today? Why don't you clean the lecture table? " The students unanimously said that it was the fourth group. At this time, two students in the fourth group began to wrangle, saying that it was their turn to wipe. Cleaning the podium is also worth haggling over? The fire in my heart is getting bigger and bigger, but I can't let the lecture table be so dirty. I want to severely criticize them and punish them for cleaning the blackboard for a week. But I still try my best to restrain myself and calm myself down, and don't make too hasty decisions. So I picked up the rag under the lecture desk and prepared to go to the pool on campus to wash it. When I was about to walk out of the classroom door, Zhao Yi, who was sitting by the door, tried to grab my rag, but I didn't give it to him.
Out of the classroom, the chirping voice spread to come out from the classroom at once. I just thought, let them talk about it and give them a time to reflect. Think about it this way, and my heart will be much calmer. By the pool, I slowly washed the rag to give them more time to discuss. Before the dishcloth was finished, two students who were just wrangling also came to take the dishcloth and wash it. I just washed mine and ignored them.
After washing the dishcloth, I returned to the classroom and suddenly it was surprisingly quiet. I stepped onto the platform and began to clean the lecture table carefully. I deliberately slowed down and let them "appreciate" slowly. The classroom was strangely quiet, and they all stared blankly at me cleaning the lecture table. At this time, I am much more relaxed. Later, two duty students who washed dishcloths came into the classroom to wipe with me. I said, "Go down, I'll clean the lecture table. Let me know if anyone doesn't want to clean the lecture table. I'll clean it. Isn't that just two minutes? " You see, how clean the lecture desk is now. I feel comfortable and the lecture is wonderful. "The two of them bowed their heads and said nothing, just wiping the lecture table over and over again ... I couldn't help secretly congratulating myself and saying," I wish I had seen the spotless lecture table when I came in just now! This delayed our class time. However, thank you both for cleaning the lecture table with me. " They all smiled shyly.
After class, I tidy up before the lecture table. One of them ran to clean the blackboard, and the other was going to clean the lecture table with a rag. I patted them on the shoulder and smiled and said, "Can I help you?" I pointed at myself, they smiled, and I smiled.
From that day on, whenever I walked into the classroom, the lecture desk was clean. I think, if I lose my temper, severely criticize two students for buck-passing, order them to clean the desk class, and punish them for cleaning the blackboard for a week, what kind of gunpowder will be created? If so, it is bound to leave a shadow in the hearts of these two students and even the whole class. Besides, after a storm, how can I take that class? Therefore, when such a thing happens, we might as well handle it calmly. Words and deeds speak louder than words, and use our own practical actions to awaken students and affect their sense of responsibility, service and hygiene.
In daily teaching, we see a piece of paper on the classroom floor, so we might as well bend down and pick it up. Seeing a classmate's stationery accidentally dropped on the ground, I bent down to pick it up and put it on their desk. When the school arranges the task of planting trees, it actively participates in the hard work that students think ... and silently influences and guides them with its own silent actions. It is better to watch student labor than to lead student labor, and it is better to take part in student labor than to lead student labor. This silent action is far better than unconscious preaching. The teacher's actions are silent, silent and powerful language, but this silence will have a strong shock in the students' hearts.
As for the internal affairs of the class, the class teacher can't do it all by himself, and it is ok to do it occasionally, which requires the class teacher to master it well.
Moisturizing and Silent Composition 8 Seedlings can only grow healthily under the moisture of rain and dew. Only under the influence of good family style can children stand out. When I was growing up, my mother's influence on me was enormous and subtle.
My mother has taught me to respect the elderly since I was a child, and she often sets an example. Every time she goes to grandma's house, she always rushes to do dirty work and heavy work, buys her favorite food for grandma, and whispers to grandma for fear of upsetting her old man. I envy grandma for having such a good wife. Of course, grandma also praised her mother for being filial to everyone.
It is said that distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors. Mother takes care of her neighbor's grandmother in every possible way. Grandma is over 80 years old Her wife died a few years ago, and her children are all working in other places, and they can't go home twice a year. Grandma is often alone, and my mother looks at it and hurts. She is very compassionate. So, whenever I have time, I go to grandma's house to chat with her and help her mop the floor and wash clothes. Grandma was very moved, and the neighbors also talked privately and praised her mother for doing a good job.
Day after day, year after year, my mother regards filial piety to the elderly as a habit, and the more she works, the more she works. No, just a few days ago, my mother and I went shopping. Walking on the road, an old lady walking slowly in front suddenly fell to the ground and fainted. Everyone was talking around the old lady, but no one helped. When my mother saw this scene, she was anxious and was about to move forward. I quickly pulled my mother's skirt and whispered, "Mom, there are many such reports on the Internet. Don't be blackmailed. Go! " I gave my mother a wink, but she completely ignored it, bent down to check, quickly stopped a car on the side of the road and sent her mother-in-law to a nearby hospital with her uncle. It turned out that my mother-in-law had a heart attack, but fortunately she was rescued in time, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable. Her family has also arrived. They asked their mother-in-law to be caring and attentive and learned about the situation. A middle-aged man bowed and thanked his mother and uncle driver: "Did you save my mother?"? You are a great benefactor to our family! Leave your phone number and I'll call again another day. " This sudden move startled me. It seems that not everything said on the Internet is true. "Ha ha, you're welcome. Everything is easy. We have work to do. Let's go first. " My mother shyly took my hand and ran out of the hospital.
Under the influence of my mother, I gradually became a good boy who respected the elderly.
People often say that "a father loves a mountain". In the eyes of most people, fatherly love is great and heavy. In my eyes, fatherly love is not only as great and heavy as a mountain, but also as soft as water. If I were a flower, my father's love would be the hotbed to cultivate this flower. If I were a boat, my father's love would be a beacon to guide me. If I were a kite flying in the blue sky, my father's love would be that long, tenacious and elastic thread.
After school, I went home depressed. As soon as I entered the door, I entered the room with a shy test paper. I wanted to keep my father from reading it, but the teacher had to ask my parents to sign it. It's really hateful and depressing ... alas, what should I do? Imitate my father's signature, or ... pengpeng, just as I was racking my brains to cope with the teacher's exam, there was a familiar and gentle knock at the door. I quickly hid the test paper behind me and opened the door. My father stood at the door kindly. "Show it to dad", my flustered expression did not escape my dad's sharp eyes. I passed the test paper trembling, and my hands were sweaty. Dad took the newspaper and sat under the lamp, watching intently. I'm at a loss. I dare not look directly at my father, although he usually loves me. I stole a look at my father. His expression was serious. "It seems that I am doomed today," I thought. So I decided to wait for my father's punishment Alas, who called himself so careless? If I had known today, I deserved it.
If you had been more careful, it wouldn't have happened. Dad looked up and said to me gently. This sentence is like warm sunshine, penetrating my heart. I suddenly feel a special taste in my heart, a deep sense of guilt arises spontaneously, and tears flow down my cheeks very disobediently.
Come on, correct it with dad. Dad took a paper towel and gently dried the tears on my cheeks. I sat next to my father and listened to his detailed analysis and explanation. Finally, all the mistakes were corrected. Dad straightened up, patted his back with his habitual backhand, got up, touched my head with his broad palm and walked out of my room.
I watched my father leave the room, and under the bright light, countless white hairs shone on his 40-year-old father's head. My heart is sour. My father works in a far-away town. He goes out before dawn every day and doesn't get home until dark. He must be very tired. I have to worry about my study when I get home. I really shouldn't. ...
Dad is a man of few words, and his love is like spring rain. "Sneak into the night with the wind and moisten things silently." I think this should be the simplest portrayal of father's love.
As long as everyone gives a little love, the world will become a beautiful world-Ming
The vast world, life is only a few decades. Compared with the universe, people have to sigh the moment of life. However, all the feelings are found in people. Although, at first, it is very small, even negligible, but it silently moistens things, until it pulls the most fragile string in our hearts, we find its greatness.
Cong Fei, a name that can never be erased from his memory, changed his life with a charity performance. When he learned that there were so many poor children in China, he felt it necessary to do something for them. But he also knows how insignificant he is, so in order to carry forward this love, he has been performing in the street. His behavior is so willing, not seeking any good name, as long as he can do more for his children.
He donates money to his children from time to time, and even borrows money to raise tuition fees for them, but he still insists on living in poverty at home. Even later, he got stomach cancer. After his illness, he continued to awaken the children's hopes with his own songs. Seriously, I couldn't get to know this "silent man" without "touching the top ten people in China", but once the string is pulled, it is no longer "silent".
Dust, another collective that touched the top ten figures in China. At first, Dust was a signature used by a caring person who didn't want to leave his name. In love money, there are several places with the name of dust, yes, dust, its own power is really small, even negligible. It is precisely because of this kind of righteous act again and again that silence contains love.
Those caring people in the whole society are willing to use dust as their signatures, and gradually they form a collective. At this time, how gratified the donors who used "Dust" for the first time should be! His (her) silent behavior has led to the climax of love in the whole society.
I read a report earlier about a German boy looking for his mother. The little boy was adopted by a monastery since he was a child. When he grows up, the little boy wants to find his mother. So, I dragged my thin body and continued to look for my mother. However, there is still no news. One day, I remembered what I could do for my mother After he helped everyone, people asked him what he needed in return. He said, "Please help ten people, and then tell those people to help ten others." Wow, I'm really touched. In order to find his mother, the little boy can come up with such a method. However, it is such a silent idea that set off the climax of seeking mothers in Germany. Love may be passed on!
Celebrities become celebrities because they never thought of themselves as celebrities before they became famous. At first, their behavior was insignificant, but when they pulled the most fragile string in people's hearts, "moistening things silently" was no longer "moistening things silently"