I often miss the Chinese class, the rhythm of poetry, the catchy reading sound, the sentimental words, an article, a paragraph and a sentence. ...
Learning Chinese includes boring words, thinking of dialogue with wise men, philosophical thinking and art of understanding life, and feeling the power and beauty of language. Chinese teaches us to live, to be human, to have the ability to control language and to feel love.
After graduation, I forgot all the mathematical theories I learned, but I always remember the Chinese texts I learned, at some point in my life. Lonely time, frustrated time, happy time, sad time, disappointed time; Looking up at the starry sky, when the sun is shining, when the weather is sunny, when the wind and rain are tottering, when the spring flowers are in full bloom ... I remember articles, sentences and poems, which are inspiring, lyrical and beautiful, and lament life. ...
I remember in the "Market in the Sky" class, the teacher showed PPT, the picture was beautiful, the voice was very affectionate, and we were all intoxicated. We read this touching poem in the beautiful background music, and the sound after sound is a beautiful scenery, with a blend of scenery, sound and emotion and endless charm. ...
I remember the high school Chinese teacher asked us to go outside to find the throb of spring. The intense study life made us forget the beautiful spring scenery outside the window, and the teacher asked us to go out and feel the scenery. We wrote down our praise for spring and vibrant atmosphere. This is our true feeling and our wonderful experience.
Read Lu Xun's "From Herb Garden to San Tan Yin Yue" and feel his life sentiment. Intriguing language, meticulous pockets, everyone's writing style is different, feelings are different, giving people a variety of feelings. Reading Zhu Ziqing's Spring, fresh words are easy to teach people to like; Reading Love Life makes us understand the preciousness of life and the power of loving life. Read the lion of Lugou Bridge and feel the historical changes; Read "On young chinese" and feel the responsibility and high morale of a generation of young people; Reading "My Uncle is Happy" makes us sigh that life is impermanent; Reading Chen She Uprising makes us feel the great ambition that "swallows know the ambition of swans". Whether it is touching poetry or fresh prose, or a novel with endless meanings; Whether it is a historical masterpiece or a modern masterpiece, each of these carefully selected texts contains aesthetic and philosophical thinking and has a far-reaching impact on our cognition and life.
The beauty of language is infinite, the beauty of words is infinite, and so is the beauty of language. Those prose poems, those beautiful and melodious words, must be read out loud in order to feel more empathetic. Their charm makes us unable to read them.
Those recitations that used to grind people now feel their beauty and value. If we respect and love Chinese more from the beginning, then we will learn more.
I have a special affection for Chinese, which is a paradise for communication. When I was in primary school, I was afraid to recite, afraid to recite in class, and often recited because of great pressure. At that time, I was the head of mathematics, and the head of Chinese was another girl, just because she was good at reciting and using languages. The math and Chinese leaders of other groups are all one person. This makes me feel very ashamed. In fact, my Chinese is not bad, and the primary school Chinese is the first in the town. Of course, Chinese will make me stressed. I am afraid of being asked by the teacher to talk about my reading comprehension. I'm afraid to recite. Learning math is easy, so I've always been good at it.
In the third semester, we changed schools and chose me as the representative of Chinese class, which is quite good, although I prefer to be the representative of math class because the representative of Chinese class is more stressful for me. That Chinese teacher is a teacher in our former school and knows me very well. At that time, my duty was basically to assign homework every night, so that students could write sentences and share them on the blackboard before class. On one occasion, the assignment was wrong. There seems to be something missing from what I wrote on the blackboard. Later, I told my classmates about making up the homework, but the voice was very low and few students heard it. Later, the Chinese teacher chose a good girl as the representative of the Chinese class. She studies in general, but her personality and Chinese are good. The teacher said that I was nervous about my study in the fourth grade, fearing that it would affect my study. I am not an effective class representative, but she is. This is also my shame. I think I'd better not do it. Why did you choose me as the representative of Chinese class? I am not good at expressing myself at all. Maybe God played a joke on me.
But my passion for Chinese is real. Many teachers also find that I like Chinese and have never given up communicating with me. I like reading and writing calligraphy, and I like to write down some feelings about life in words. I appreciate the Chinese teacher's handwriting in senior high school, which is strong and bold. I appreciate the feelings of Chinese teachers in senior high schools. He is a man who loves life and is full of awe and love for words. He is a good teacher who teaches and educates people. He guides us to feel and think more about life.
I asked the teacher what his favorite book was. He said it was a dream of red mansions. I'm a little surprised. He said that there are connotations in it, and every time you look at it, you will have different feelings. I went to see a dream of red mansions, and I stopped watching it after reading it. Although I didn't feel the beauty, I learned the wisdom of teachers' reading and learning: a good book, as long as you explore it with your heart, will have great gains. Chinese needs to be explored, and life needs us to explore constantly. "It's a long way to go, Xiu Yuan, and I will go up and down." We will keep on advancing on the road of exploration and find the light.