If you haven't read this article, should you start from the following aspects: in paragraph 1, write what you like first and read this article, which has benefited a lot. (2-3 lines of 400 manuscript paper) Paragraph 2 Write the main content of this article (3-4 lines) Paragraph 3 Find out a sentence or a plot and a paragraph in the article that touches you most and discuss it, and then make a comparative discussion of self-examination in combination with your own actions. You can write resolutions or shout slogans. Teachers love this kind of reading experience. If I knew the content, I would write an article for you. Excuse me! Follow-up: The story goes like this: The ideal kite, Su Shuyang, is in spring again. The willow branches are dyed with light green, floating freely in the spring breeze, stretching their waists. Forsythia lifted its golden trumpet and played the song of life towards the sky. In the blue sky, kites are playing with white clouds, inspiring countless people to look up at the sky and let their hearts fly to the clouds. At this time, I often can't help thinking of my teacher Liu and the kite he put into the sky. Teacher Liu teaches us history. He is not tall, his chubby face has a pair of kind eyes that are often narrowed, and his short gray hair shows his loyalty. He has a strong right leg. However, the left leg was cut off from below the knee and supported by a common log crutch. We don't know when and why this leg was amputated. Only once, when he was giving a lecture, he talked about the legend that The goddess patching the sky made man, and smiled and said to us, "... Nuwa's clay figurine was so tired that he picked up the mud with branches and threw it on the ground. Mud fell to the ground and became human, but some people were thrown to the ground and lost their legs and arms because of the strength of Nu Wa's throwing. That's when I was dumped by her. "There was a burst of laughter in the classroom, but after laughing, every student felt a sour feeling in his heart, which also increased his respect for Mr. Liu. He stands for hours every day, giving us lectures, relying only on his strong right leg and a round stick. Speaking of writing on the blackboard, he supported the ground with a round wooden stick, left his right leg off the ground, turned his body quickly and turned to the blackboard. After writing thick chalk words, I turned to the podium with crutches as the center. A teacher who is over half a hundred years old doesn't know how many times he has to jump and turn like this a day. And every time he turned around, it caused the students' excited heartbeat. His lecture was wonderful. The history of the motherland made him proud. Speaking of national heroes of past dynasties, his generous remarks often make us cry with excitement. Speaking of the humiliating years in the modern history of the motherland, he often choked up and made us bow our heads heavily. Later, I was admitted to the history department, which had a lot to do with the influence of Teacher Liu. He doesn't like written tests, but he likes to ask students in class in public and let them tell their learning experiences. I remember very clearly: if this classmate answered correctly and profoundly, he stood quietly on the side of the lesson plan, cocked his head slightly, squinted his eyes and listened carefully, as if he were enjoying a wonderful piece of music. Then, he seemed to wake up from his drunkenness, took a long breath, wrote down his scores in the score book with satisfaction, and said kindly and loudly, "Good! Five points! " If a classmate doesn't answer well, he will stare big eyes in surprise, look at his classmates with concern and whisper, "Don't be nervous, think, think and think again." Keep nodding, as if every nod gave the students an inspiration. At this time, he was more nervous than the students who were tested. This scene has passed nearly thirty years, but in retrospect, it is still so clear and cordial. However, what impressed me the most was that Teacher Liu flew a kite every spring. Winter in the north is long and boring. When the spring breeze blows the earth green, people's body and mind wake up together, and a kind of stretching pleasure comes to mind. When there is no strong wind and the weather is clear, Mr. Liu will fly a kite on the playground of the campus after school. His kites are all kinds: the simplest "fart curtain", centipede more than ten feet long, and the best kite is composed of three or five black swallows. Naturally, his legs are not easy to run. However, he will never lose the joy of flying a kite to the blue sky alone. He always leans on crutches alone and lets children or students fly kites in the distance. He shouted, "Get up!" He kept pulling the thread in his hand, and the paper swallows fluttered and danced and soared in the sky. He looked up at the white clouds and watched the little black swallow hovering in the wind, as if his heart had jumped into the blue sky together. At that time, I often stood beside him and looked at his face. The sweet smile floating on his face makes me feel that he is not an old man, but a teenager like me. After the day's homework is finished, the evening will break through the campus. Groups of students often come to the playground to watch him fly kites. At this time, he was happiest, laughing loudly, pointing to the kite in the sky and joking with us. Even, on one occasion, he deliberately let go and let the paper swallows flying in the sky drive long lines and lines to jump forward on the ground. He laughed, shouted and jumped to grab the rope end with a cane, and his face was full of childish pride and satisfaction. On that day, he must have lived the happiest and most fulfilling life, because he felt the strength and strength of life. This scene touched me deeply. A disabled teacher who is over 50 years old has such a simple and strong love and pursuit for life. What about lively teenagers? I haven't seen him for nearly thirty years. If he were alive, he would have retired long ago. Perhaps, at this time, I will paste kites, teach my children and grandchildren and send exquisite handicrafts to the sky. I once saw an old man who lost a leg. He was nailed to the bed year after year and lost his freedom of movement. I hope he doesn't do this. He can still rely on that round stick with boundless merits to run, jump and rotate on the ground, always showing his tenacity and love and pursuit of life. However, if he is unlucky, he has left me forever ... No, he won't. He will walk and smile in my memory forever, and erect one ideal kite after another with his hands with countless chalk characters. Those kites that have given me countless dreams will accompany my heart and glide in the blue sky of the motherland forever. Teacher Liu, where are you? I miss you very, very much ... Answer: After reading The Ideal Kite, I was deeply moved, and my heart was full of ups and downs, and I couldn't be calm for a long time. I deeply admire Liu, a history teacher, for his tenacity, love and pursuit of life. The article tells the story of a man who once taught him history, Mr. Liu, who is disabled, but works hard for his ideal and lives optimistically. Some teaching plots described in this paper are familiar to readers. Teacher Liu told a wonderful legend in a self-deprecating and humorous way. His witty lectures can deeply attract students' interest in learning. As a history teacher, his patriotic enthusiasm "speaks loudly" when teaching national heroes, and "often choked up" when teaching the humiliation of the motherland. He is full of patriotic passion and educates every student. Teacher Liu's noble sentiment not only influenced the author himself, but also influenced our generation. Kites, in particular, are the embodiment of ideals. In this paper, the details of flying kites are described in detail, so that laughter, shouts and jumps can completely and vividly outline an image of loving life. Teacher Liu written by the author has strong appeal and affinity, right? Even I feel happy and envious that the author has such a teacher who once taught him! After reading this article (just practice writing by yourself in the future, this paragraph can be long or short), I asked: Big Brother or Big Sister, forgive my ignorance. Can I have 400 words? Why don't you add me q; 10 10076008 The answer is 0.0. The fourth paragraph is the last paragraph. You can play as long as you want.

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