Please refer to the article below, which is excerpted from the "I Like You" Jinbo children's literature series "Waiting for You to Knock" by Jiangsu Children's Publishing House.

Spring is in my heart

——The creation experience and teaching suggestions of "News of Spring" by Jin Bo

This poem was written thirty years ago. A short poem that I was quite satisfied with. As the first poem in the poem "News of Spring", it has been well received and included in many anthologies. I have seen four companies that include mainland and Hong Kong language textbooks. This set of poems won the Outstanding Work Award at the first Shanghai Children's Literature Gardener Award (later renamed the "Chen Bochui Children's Literature Award"). In 1986, he once again won the first (1980-1985) National Outstanding Children's Literature Award from the Chinese Writers Association.

The reason why I prefer this poem is that it is sincere, natural and not artificial. I often think of it as a poem that "flows" naturally from the bottom of my heart.

In the days that followed, whenever I reread this poem, I was pleasantly surprised that I once had such a joy of nature that immersed my whole body in the nature of my childhood, and brought this joy to my heart. This feeling is expressed smoothly and naturally without modification.

I remember that when I plunged into nature, it was not spring, but winter. I think of the famous saying that has been passed down for a long time: "Winter is coming, can spring be far behind?" Therefore, what I feel is spring, and what I imagine is the vitality of spring. My mood is also warm and warm. Spring is in my heart.

Not only did I discover spring, spring also discovered me, and I became one with spring. Therefore, I can feel spring delicately.

Color, this is the most popular aesthetic taste. What triggers my love for nature the most is color. The first thing I saw was "the wind shook the branches of the tree green, / the water bleached the feathers of the duck". This is the color of life, the color of purity. They are full of vitality under the "bright sun". .

The spring of nature also gives me vitality, not only giving me vigorous energy, but also giving me a joyful mood.

The joy is filled with love. In spring, I feel that all things in nature are connected with my soul, and we live together in harmony. There will be no suspicion or harm to each other. Therefore, when I "see the first butterfly fly", "I catch it with joy, / and let it go with love."

This kind of play is full of pure friendship. When "I see the first daisy blooming, / I can't help but jump with joy"; I will also ask it, "Little flower, do you still recognize me? / Look how much taller I have grown." This kind of mentality, this kind of behavior, is something I have experienced as a child, and it is also something I am willing to experience again at this moment.

I sincerely expose my whole body and mind to nature. I always say to nature with such deep feelings: The source of my life is with you, and I am willing to embrace you with my whole body and mind. Therefore, I would like to "awaken the sleeping stream,/listen to its singing, and run with it";

Ruli said that the front of it is a series of actions, and the end seems to be about static feelings: I would like to " "Lie down in the fields" and enjoy the "bright sun shining" above your head, but spring is full of vitality, and the vigorous life will not stop for a moment. Nature is moving, and "green grass sprouts around me again." Nature always gives us unexpected happiness. Nature is the cradle of my soul.

In this cradle of nature, I got the most comfortable enjoyment. I became curious, delighted, sincere, and perceptive. Therefore, better at discovery and expression. It is enough for me to truthfully express what I feel in my heart and what my eyes see. At this time, techniques have become redundant. Words that are not modified and do not need to be deliberately polished are the simplest and most sincere words.

The more sincere the emotion, the more simple and poetic it is.

Poetry expresses true feelings, and poetry also calls for true feelings.

This reminds me of poetry teaching. Generally speaking, the characteristic of poetry lies in lyricism, so the teaching activities of poetry should have the word "emotion" running through it from beginning to end, to move people with emotion and educate people with emotion. Writing poetry should be moved by emotion, and reading poetry should also be moved by emotion. Poetry teaching should guide students into the artistic conception of the poem, arouse their imagination and associations, supplement the space left by the jumping poetry, and let the readers' emotions and the artistic conception of the poem blend together.

Poetry teaching should make it easier to mobilize students' enthusiasm for learning, and they can become the "lyrical protagonists" of poetry. Not only can they "supplement" the space left by poems, but they can also "discover" the stories behind the poems, and they can also use "re-creation" methods (lower grades can "copy", middle grades can write "poems with the same title", and senior grades can write "poems with the same title". Grades can be "proposed" by imagination and association).

Of course, poetry teaching needs special emphasis on understanding the beauty of language and music in poetry. Poetry teaching requires not only "eye-viewing" but also "beautiful listening". The former focuses on learning the norms and tension of poetic language from literary language, while the latter focuses on experiencing the rhythmic beauty of poetry through recitation.

I believe that poetry teaching has a broader teaching space and is the most rich in teaching personality.

Appendix

News of Spring

The wind shakes the branches of the tree green,

The water bleaches the feathers of the duck, < /p>

I have been looking forward to it all winter,

Look, spring has arrived.

Let us put on spring clothes,

like birds put on new feathers,

fly over the woods and over the hills,

< p>There are spring smiles everywhere.

I saw the first butterfly flying,

It pulled my feet;

I caught it happily,

Let it go lovingly.

When I see the first daisy blooming,

I can’t help but jump for joy,

Little flower, do you still recognize me?

Look how much taller I have grown!

Go to the branch where last year’s leaves fell,

wait for it to spit out new green buds;

then wake up the sleeping stream,

< p>Listen to it sing and run with it.

When I was tired from walking, I lay on the field,

The bright sun was shining above my head.

Who tickled my cheek?

Ah, green grass sprouts around me again...

Written on January 30, 1978

Note: This article is excerpted from Jiangsu Children's Publishing House "I Like You" Jin Bo children's literature series "Waiting for You to Knock on the Door".