The child went home to discuss with his father, who was a civil servant and had a strong political consciousness. He thought: it is very meaningful to advocate a harmonious society and build a harmonious oral cavity now!
So dad added a tail with a stroke of his hand: "... finally we quarreled and quarreled, and said,' Miss Tongue and Mr. Tooth, don't quarrel, we should live in harmony and depend on each other as lips and teeth." "
A harmonious oral cavity was born, which is meaningful, but meaningless.
This is our long-standing requirement for primary school students' composition: write something meaningful! As a result, Chinese primary school students' composition has a lofty and shining tail, and it has become a model of primary school students' composition with China characteristics. I think this is probably one of the reasons why students are embarrassed about writing.
Letting children write meaningful things has brought a series of problems.
First, the range of material selection is limited.
It makes students, including teachers, form a wrong concept of composition: when it comes to composition, they rack their brains to recall meaningful things first. In fact, the meaning of teachers and students' understanding is not the real meaning of life, but the political and social significance. This makes the ordinary life out of the children's vision of composition choice. As long as the child lifts the pen, the first thing that comes to mind is the meaning of the adult world, which is really too difficult for the child.
The second is to stifle students' personalized expression.
In a training class, an American professor once sent an English composition entitled "My Mother" to the teachers of China University who were trained. Everyone is happy to see this topic, because mom is so easy to write. With a wave of his hand, the paper was handed in quickly.
Everyone looked at each other, speechless. Yes, write about your mother, all the students in China are the same, hardworking, kind and caring ... "The thread in the hand of a kind-hearted mother makes clothes for her wayward son", and even the quotations are similar. These professors can't avoid customs, they are all the same routine.
A professor reflected: We were taught from an early age to write meaningful things in our compositions. After such a long time of training, we lost ourselves, and our expression became a kind of public speech, all of which were public words.
This kind of training to express "public * * * meaning" and "public * * * * will" makes students' unique and other ideas stifled and stifled, and finally forms a patterned * * * thinking mode, which is the language style of the spokesman of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.
Third, blindly pursue the meaning of composition, so that children can learn to talk big, empty talk and lie.
As I said before, we ask students to choose meaningful compositions, which is nothing more than social and political significance. These things are far from the students' world. In fact, there is nothing wrong with pursuing meaning. The mistake is to impose the meaning of the adult world on children.
Children are not shrinking adults. Children have the meaning and taste of children. Guan Jiangang, a national special-grade teacher and a famous composition teaching research expert, once said to me, "Do you know, Miss Li? When I was in primary school, I liked cigarette cases very much. I traveled all over the world to collect them, even in the trash can. I have a drawer full. I like them very much. Sometimes when I can't sleep at night, I have to open them one by one to enjoy ... "
You see, even the garbage cigarette cases are regarded as treasures by children! This is the huge difference between children's tastes and adults' tastes. If we don't respect this difference, if we despise or even stifle the meaning of children's world, if we insist on replacing the meaning of children with the meaning of adults, the consequence will be the precocity of children, that is, the formation of dual personality, which is the root of students' lying and empty talk in their compositions.
(The writer is the editor-in-chief of Shanghai Primary School Chinese Teachers magazine. Mailing address: 200235, 9th Floor, Publishing Building, No.81,Qinzhou South Road, Shanghai) Editor: Yuan Haibo.
2. A meaningful event opens the floodgate of memory. The past events of a summer night are as many as stars, many of which are dim and colorless. However, the brightest one was a meaningful activity that I will never forget.
Our school held an ancient poetry contest in July last year. The contestants in our class are: me, Liang Bingqing and Jiang Shu. In the afternoon, everyone came to the competition site in high spirits, and our players were fully prepared. Some students on the playground are reciting ancient poems with relish. Some are staring at the teacher's every move, for fear of missing anything; Others are already sweating and extremely nervous. . Under the command of Mr. Hu, the game officially began. At this moment, my heart is like fifteen buckets of water-seven ups and downs. The first level is reciting ancient poems. Our group got all the right answers, and there was a burst of warm applause from the audience. This burst of applause blew into my heart like a warm wind, which made me no longer afraid. Next is the second paragraph, which we passed smoothly until the third round. This is our specialty. Even Liang Bingqing, who is usually quiet in our class, recited several ancient poems in one breath this time. She recited them by heart, so to speak. Looking at his open mouth, she recited them too fast, which shows how hard he worked! As far as I know, in order not to lose points in class, he has not had a lunch break for several times in a row. He finished reciting the text quickly, and it was my turn. I also recited it not to be outdone. After our efforts, I finally rushed to the throne of the champion. However, you never know, the champion is not permanent. In the last level, we made mistakes again and again and finally won the second place.
Although we won the second place in this activity, I believe we are the best. Through this competition, I understand that our knowledge is still very little, and we must work hard in the future. This is really a meaningful reverse activity!
How to make children learn to write a composition is a very important thing, which is also the embodiment of the comprehensive level of Chinese. But for many students (in fact, including me at the beginning), I always feel that the composition is very profound and difficult to write. Actually, it is not. I think it is not difficult to write a good composition as long as you pay attention to the following points, persevere and practice writing often. First, you must have good words and witty sentences to be literary and attractive. An article, without good words and witty sentences, is dull and tasteless no matter how wonderful it is. How can we attract people and make them appreciate it? You wrote this article for nothing. In the usual study, Teacher Li of our class pays great attention to this aspect of education and guidance. I also pay great attention to this when reading articles and books. The second aspect is observation. Writing a composition is not confined in a room, but observed and experienced in real life. Because life is the source of writing! Some people, he went out to "observe", but only glanced at the details. Therefore, his composition is just an outline, with no main points or details at all. Therefore, when observing, he should pay attention and work hard to write a good composition that is different from others. I remember when I went out, my father often pointed to this and asked questions to attract my attention and thinking. Third, he should read more books. It is also the key to writing a composition, including books ordered at home and various books in bookstores. As long as I have time, I will go to the bookstore to read all kinds of extracurricular books. Of course, you can't write a perfect composition just by reading. The key is to accumulate, remember and use it well. Only in this way can I do it for my own use, and I can write my composition freely and freely.
4. What are the advantages of children's writing? Writing needs to think and cultivate children's thinking ability.
Give you a composition topic, and you need to organize the materials according to the composition topic. This also exercises the children's organizational ability.
In fact, teaching children how to write a good composition from an early age is of great benefit to their future. Writing a composition requires thinking and thinking to cultivate children's thinking ability. Give you a composition topic, and you need to organize the materials according to the composition topic.
This also exercises the children's organizational ability. Writing a composition can exercise children's reading ability and analytical ability.
To sort out the collected data, you must read them. If you don't look at it, you won't know whether the material is suitable or not. It's a little late to write a composition, so I need to look for more information.
Therefore, children's reading ability is cultivated. This is also the advantage of writing for children.
Writing a composition can broaden children's thinking, let them open their minds, imagine freely, and then write it down. This will cultivate children's thinking and expand.
Cultivating children's language expression ability can better organize speech. There are many more. In short, writing a composition has many benefits for children, so parents must cultivate their children's interest in writing.
Give children a good future.
5. The most meaningful thing a first-grade child did. One morning during the winter vacation, I accidentally opened the textbook Science. At first, I thought the things in the textbook were boring and meaningful to write. Just when I wanted to close the book, suddenly, a small experiment in the book attracted me. The book says that black can absorb sunlight and white can reflect sunlight. Is that really the case? Out of curiosity, I decided to do this experiment to see if the result is the same as that in the book.
At first, I prepared a white cloth and a black cloth, and then I took two cups, both of which were filled with cold water. Then, I cover the two cups with black cloth and white cloth respectively, and then put them in the direct sunlight to receive the sunshine.
After waiting for about 30 minutes with a grain of salt, I took off my black and white cloth and dipped my finger into two glasses of water. I found that the glass of water covered with black cloth is much warmer than the glass of water covered with white cloth. "Ah, my experiment succeeded. The result is really like what the book says, white can reflect sunlight and black can absorb sunlight. " I said excitedly. No wonder many people wear black clothes in winter and white clothes in summer!
Through this small experiment, I was inspired to some extent: some knowledge can not be tested only by the answers given in books, but also by practice; When we study scientific theoretical knowledge, we must be diligent in thinking and dare to practice, so that we can learn this knowledge firmly. Such a small experiment, but let me get such a big truth, isn't this a meaningful thing in the winter vacation?
Every time I think about it, I feel both funny and sorry. Because of this, I became the "protagonist" of family gossip!
Here's the story. One day after school, I put my house key in the small bag of my schoolbag as usual. At this time, I found a hole in this small bag, so I simply tied a rope around my neck. Everything is fine! I skipped home, along the way, the key was thrown, accidentally thrown on my back. When I get home, I am used to touching the key around my neck. No, where did the key go? Yes! I thought it was in the steamed stuffed bun just now. I put down my schoolbag and started looking for it. The key seems to have evaporated in the world, but I can't find it. It's broken! I suddenly realized that I had lost my key! Because there is a hole in the schoolbag, I think it should have fallen on the road or been put on the school desk. Go and find it. If you are lucky, you should be able to find it. Without thinking much, I began to run to school. On the way, I looked almost everywhere where I could find the key, but I couldn't find it. So, with a glimmer of hope, I came to school and searched all the corridors and classrooms that passed by, but there was not even a shadow of a key. I have to go home disappointed. As I walked, I thought: If I go back to see my father, I will definitely get a scolding. Thinking, thinking, unconsciously returned to the door, and even bumped into someone. Looking up, it was Dad. "Dad." I let out a cry instinctively, and I looked a little flustered because of my guilt. "What's the matter? It looks like a lost soul. " "No, nothing." I'm still a little nervous, and I seem to stutter when I answer my father. "Ha ha, nothing is good, just saw your bag and the red scarf on the door, I thought you were hijacked! Why, where did you go to play again? "
I feel more nervous and sweaty. Suddenly I felt something tickling on my back, so I reached out and scratched.
"Hey, what's up?" Let me have a look at that "thing", huh! Isn't this the key I've been looking for? It's funny to think about it. Just now, I was tired and scared for this key and ran to my back.
"ah! Boy, why don't you do your homework? " Dad asked me when he saw my strange expression.
Tell dad what just happened. Anyway, I found the key, so don't worry about being beaten. Thinking of this, I told my father what had just happened.
Dad was not angry, just smiled and said, "I want to reward you!" " ""what! Did I hear you right? What is the reward? "I am flattered to think that my father will reward me.
"Wait you will know. You wait and see! " Dad said with a mysterious expression.
At dinner, my father told my story to the whole family and made everyone laugh. Grandpa said I couldn't find a donkey when riding a donkey, and grandma said I was too careless to play.
My mother even criticized me, told me that it was the result of carelessness, warned me that I must get rid of this problem in the future, and asked me if I had confidence.
So this is what my father said. Although I made everyone laugh a little embarrassed, I understood that everyone said I was doing it for myself, so I nodded confidently.
6. Ask for a parent composition, write about the child's childhood, some interesting things in childhood, and feel the feeling of listening to friends.
Friendship is a breeze that blows every wounded soul. Friendship is like a clear spring, nourishing every dry heart. Friendship is like a piece of green, dotted with every yellow. I fell out with a good friend of mine because of a book. I said I would read it first, and he said he would read it first. We quarreled for a long time, and the two of us broke up in discord. I threw the book on the table angrily, but I was determined to make a clean break. I lie prone on my desk, and I feel unspeakable pain, not for the book, but for our friendship from grade one to grade three. Is it that broken? I was unwilling. When I tried to get close to him, I went back because of face.
I am the monitor, and I am afraid that the classmates next to me will laugh at my behavior. I am hesitant ... After a few days, this matter gradually faded in my mind, but I have never given up or forgotten it. In this way, the two of us ignored each other for two months, until the final exam was coming, and I thought of this problem again. I tried my best to save this broken friendship, but I couldn't start. Finally, the teacher gave an order: "Class dismissed." My heart is completely broken and hopeless. I made up my mind not to believe in any friendship. When I went downstairs, a friend greeted me: "Come on, let's go together!" " I said, "Hmm!" After a while, he didn't know who he was calling. "Come on, let's go together!" When I saw that my friend had fallen out, I knew his intentions. I tried to run without saying anything, but my friend held my hand tightly. On the way home, at first, my friend was caught between us, but he tried his best to keep us together. When I got home, my friends left first, leaving only the two of us. The scene is very embarrassing. It is time for me to turn the corner. I decided to go directly with him! So we walked side by side for a few minutes. Suddenly there came a familiar voice: "What happened that day ..." My heart was suddenly shocked. I don't know whether it is sour or sweet or bitter or spicy, but I am silent. He whispered, "I'm sorry!" " I almost said in a voice so small that I couldn't hear myself, "How come, I …" I was determined to admit my mistake, "I'm sorry!" It is such a sentence.
On the day of the final exam, everything was restored. In fact, friendship is an indispensable cell in people's hearts. Will there never be friction between friends? Of course not. Communicating with friends is actually very simple. Sometimes a word, a warm look and a knowing smile can resolve conflicts, right? Only in this way, friendship will become a mountain stream between Heshu, friendship will become the first time in f4, and friendship will really go on.
I'm happy to answer your question. Please adopt them.
7. What are the meaningful things to do? What makes sense is what makes sense. On Monday, I went to the Olympic math class with my classmates as usual.
I saw some people singing by the roadside. I didn't care because I had to get to school on time, so I went to school first.
The singers were still there when we came home from school. We joined the crowd to watch the excitement. Only one person was playing the piano and two people were singing. It is strange that they look like adults, but they are only as tall as children.
Listen to the adults on the sidelines and say that they are dwarfs and disabled. Although they are short, they sing hard and win the sympathy of many people. Some people even donate money for them. Seeing this, my hand involuntarily reached into my pocket, took out my only dime and put it in the donation box.
The man also said "thank you" to me, and I said "You're welcome!" Say that finish, I ran and jumped home. When I got home, I told my parents about it. My parents praised me as a caring child.
I am very happy because I have done something meaningful.
8. Writing in a small class is a meaningful thing, a meaningful thing.
Today is Sunday, and I stay at home with my mother. Seeing that my mother was very busy, I suddenly wanted to help her, so I looked around for something to do. Just then, I found a lot of unwashed clothes in the big footbath in the bathroom. I shouted happily, "Great! I have something to do. "
I started washing clothes like my mother: I soaked them first, then soaped them, and then rubbed them. When rubbing clothes, small bubbles "fly" out one by one, wandering in mid-air, as if telling whispers that we don't understand, and as if chatting leisurely over tea. How cute! After a while, I washed all the dirty things off my clothes. It's time to drink water. The function of clean water is to wash away the soap bubbles left on clothes, but I can't do it well. There is a little foam on every dress, so my mother has to wash every dress.
Although I didn't do it well this time, I have experience and know how to do it. With feelings, I know that it is not so easy to do things ... I believe I will do better and better, and will definitely reduce my mother's burden.
9. Composition A meaningful thing A meaningful thing On Sunday morning, the sun was shining and there were several snow-white clouds floating in the sky.
Grandpa Sun smiled and seemed to be waving to the children. On this day, my mother has to do a lot of housework. As soon as I looked, I saw my mother cleaning the table, and sweat flowed on her forehead like pearls.
Seeing that my mother was so tired, I went over and said, "Let me help you!" " "Mom agreed. I went to the pool to imitate my mother.
First, pour some water into the basin, put some washing powder, and put the clothes in for a while. Grab the clothes and rub them with your hands.
As soon as I saw it, I wiped off a lot of dirty water. After washing, I looked for stains. Suddenly, I saw that there were still many stains on the collar, so I put on soap and wiped it hard. Finally, wash it repeatedly with clear water until there is no sewage, then wring it out and hang it on the hanger shed.
I'm glad to see my own clothes. Example: A meaningful thing-cleaning (Author: Qian Shan Yi Bi) This afternoon, after finishing my homework, I had nothing to do.
At this time, my mother said that she would go upstairs to clean up. As soon as I heard this, I suddenly had a whim and thought: Why not help my mother do some work! So I said to my mother, "Mom, shall I clean with you?" Mother said, "well, I can give you some exercise."
I'll clean the floor, you clean the TV cabinet, the writing desk and so on! "At this moment, I can't wait, so I said to my mother," Mom, let's go up quickly! "So, my mother and I came to the children's building. I picked up the rag and soaked it, and then I started to work.
I came to the living room first, cleaned the TV cabinet, and immediately felt dissatisfied with the dust, as if the enemy had occupied a piece of land. At this time, I launched an "attack" on them, killing all the "soldiers" and regaining the "territory".
Then, I "swept" the "enemy" on the tea table. In a short time, these "enemy troops" were defeated by me.
After a while, the rag became dirty. I went to the swimming pool, washed the dishcloth and went on working.
After about half an hour, I cleaned all the windows, lamps and tables. At this point, they are as good as new. Put your hands on it. There's no dust at all.
I hurried to find my mother and reported my "record" to her. Today, I finally did something meaningful for my family. I am indescribable happy.
A meaningful thing is that I saw a child in rags. He seems to be my age. He has a dirty and broken iron bowl in his hand. His nails are very long, and there is something black under them. I feel sick. His thin face was covered with black spots. It seems that he hasn't washed his face for a long time. He came straight to us, held the broken iron bowl in his dirty little hands, threw a pleading look at us and said to us, "Uncle and aunt, please give me some money." If I don't get the money, my father will hit me when I get home. "
Then he grabbed dad's pants. I was sad to see his pitiful appearance. I also grabbed my father's clothes with my hand and whispered to my father, "Dad, give him some money. You see how pathetic he is! " At this time, the father squatted down and asked the child, "How old are you? Why don't you go to school? What about your parents? " Hearing this, the child cried and said, "1 1 year-old, my father drinks at home all day, my mother has left, and no one cares about me at home."
I want to go to school, but my father won't let me go, saying that there is no money at home. "I felt sorry for him when I heard his tragic experience.
Look at what he is wearing, and then look at what I am wearing. It's so different. The living conditions at home are so good. What do my parents want to buy me? What about him? Sadly, I can't even go to school, so I have to beg outside. I wanted to help him, so I took out my own money for toys from my pocket and gave it to him and said, "Here you are!" " He took it and said, "Thank you, little brother." "
One meaningful thing to remember about summer vacation is that it is the first day of summer vacation. I can't resist the joy of the holiday. I got up early in the morning and cleaned my room before my mother told me. My abnormal behavior made my parents mistakenly think that the sun rises in the west today. I smiled mysteriously at them and said, "Something new will happen today." What is this? Secret! In fifth grade, I had some bad habits.
I am a sixth-grade student. I must get rid of all these habits. So, I want to use my summer vacation to do something for my parents.
After breakfast, my parents went to work, and I also started my secret action-doing housework. I know from my mother's appearance. First of all, I washed the dishcloth, squatted on the ground and wiped the floor bit by bit. Before I cleaned the room, I was sweating and panting.
Thinking that my mother has to do these chores every day, today I finally realized my mother's hard work and didn't want to move, but a sentence emerged in my mind: persistence is victory! I'm going to the bathroom to wash my face and keep wiping. Many things happen. After about an hour, I finally cleaned the floor.
The floor is so clean that I am too tired to get up on the sofa. But I am very happy to watch me clean the floor myself.
After a short rest, I started my second secret action-pulling weeds. Since grandma moved into a new house, there have been too many mosquitoes, and people can't sleep well.
After listening to my uncle and aunt in Gobi say that the grass downstairs is a mosquito's nest, I decided to destroy it. I first took a small shovel from home and went downstairs to grandma's house.
Although the grass in front of me is lovely, they are like enemies in front of me. I bent down, grabbed the grass with both hands and pulled it hard.
Some grass is obedient and obediently scraped out of the soil, while others are naughty and don't come out in it, as if it were at home here. I couldn't pull it out several times, so I had to dig it with a small shovel.
After digging the soil loose, I tried to pull it out, but I pushed it too hard and fell heavily on the ground. I stood up, dusted myself, endured the pain, and pulled it out.
I didn't stand up until I pulled out all the grass, and suddenly I felt that my legs had no strength at all. It makes me happy to think that the whole building is not disturbed by mosquitoes.
I looked at my watch. It is eleven o'clock. I've already started.