As the saying goes, "No pains, no gains." Some people have gained fruits, some people have gained fun, some people have gained knowledge, and this National Day I have gained confidence.
When I was ten years old, I couldn't ride a bike, which was a heart disease for me. My mother often talks about where she saw someone riding a bicycle and sarcastically sarcastically. Every time I see other children driving a little yellow car on the street, my heart is full of envy. I want to. I used my mother's bike to learn these years, but I lost my bike and I couldn't learn it in the end. So when my mother called me a fool, I could only endure: alas, my baby is suffering.
One day on National Day, my family took a walk in the Wetland Park. Seeing that there were few people there, my father suggested driving a yellow car to school. I haven't learned this kind of car, and I'm a little scared. Thinking about the past failure, I shook my head timidly. My mother supported me, without saying anything, adjusted the seat, tried to brake and gave it to me. I didn't refuse again Deep down, I don't admit defeat.
As usual, my mother explained various "precautions" to me while holding the car seat. With "protection", I quickly found "feeling" and made steady progress of 50 meters. Suddenly, I found my mother fell more than five meters behind the car, and my car and I lost protection! Almost at the same time, the car stopped working, like a naughty dog, and rushed into the grass on the side of the road. Although I was not hurt, I was scared to death. I was about to blame my mother for "irresponsibility". My mother unhurriedly helped the car and told me to brake suddenly. "This is a piece of grass, there is no danger, as long as you control the direction and brake, it won't break badly. The bike is a wild horse. Only by taming it can I serve you. Let's go Mom can see you. " I'm so happy. He is like a war horse, turning, turning, going straight and braking at will … I've learned!
Self-confidence gives me courage, self-confidence gives me strength, and I will use my self-confidence to overcome unknown difficulties and grow all the way!
On March 2 1 and 2/20xx, the five of us went to Zhengzhou University to participate in the three-day "National Famous Educators Forum-the third" New Curriculum Standard "and the teaching art training of contemporary famous teachers", with the class presentation and wonderful report of Wei Shusheng, a famous national expert; Dou Guimei's team and Zhao Zhixiang's team, famous Chinese experts in primary schools in China, have devoted their efforts. It can be said that every expert has his unique teaching characteristics and teaching art.
Teacher Wei Shusheng showed us the teaching of the Singaporean textbook "Putting Wings on Kindness". In class, Mr. Wei gives full play to students' main role. First, let students know their classroom learning goals and write them on the blackboard by name:
1. Author; 2. Five new words and two idioms; 3. Five questions; 4. Read, speak, write, do and be happy.
Then study item by item around the goal. It can be said that Mr. Wei didn't teach each goal himself, but let the students study freely first, then discuss in groups and communicate with the whole class. In this way, through the collision of students' individual efforts and collective wisdom, students learn actively, the effect is good, and teachers teach easily.
The second day was a presentation by Dou Guimei's team of teachers. Their team mainly presents the classroom teaching and research achievements of the primary school attached to Tsinghua. Each class consists of three parts: "communication before class, * * * learning and extended learning". Before class, each student previews one by one according to the "preview list" issued by the teacher, mainly the new words, the main contents of the text and the questions raised. In class, first exchange and show the preview results, and then study around a special topic according to the characteristics of the textbook. The last minute is the part of "postponing study", which mainly suggests students to carry out special reading and extracurricular Chinese practice. This is similar to our 365 teaching.
Mr. Dou spent two hours demonstrating the teaching of The Emperor's New Clothes. What impressed me deeply was Mr. Dou's artistic reading teaching. For example, when the emperor went to inspect the production of new clothes, the words described the emperor's psychological activities and language. When students read uninteresting, Mr. Dou instructs them like this:
Teacher Dou: What words can be used to describe the emperor's mood at the moment?
Health 1: I was scared.
Teacher Dou: OK, read, let's feel the emperor's fear.
Health 2: Timid.
Teacher Dou: OK, read, let's feel the emperor's timidity.
Health three: seven ups and downs.
Teacher Dou: That's anxiety-anxiety. Okay, read it.
The more students read, the better, and the more they read, the more they get involved.
Teacher Dou: What should the emperor say to the minister when he sees this situation?
Health: What clothes? Why didn't I see the clothes? You are so irresponsible, let's go!
Health: Pull these two swindlers out and behead them!
……
Teacher Dou: What should he say to the liar?
Health: You guys, how dare you lie to me! Go to hell!
……
Teacher Dou: But, unfortunately, our emperor said-
Student: What a beautiful skirt! What a beautiful pattern!
Under the influence of Mr. Dou's infectious vocal language and body language, and under the guidance of cascading reading, students are getting into the state more and more. Then, Mr. Dou asked the students to compare the performance of the emperor before and after. With the creation of the situation, students' understanding of the text is gradually profound, and reading is becoming more and more exciting.
The third day is the class presentation of teacher Zhao Zhixiang and their team and teacher Zhao's report. It turned out that the organizer asked Mr. Zhao to prepare for the teaching of Jingyanggang, and the students had previewed it in advance. However, many teachers said that after listening to this class, Mr. Zhao temporarily adjusted to the teaching of "fun couplets", which is really worthy of being an expert and everyone! I think it is more difficult to adjust the teaching content before the war, plus the teaching content of couplets, which should be more difficult for students to learn and more difficult for teachers to teach. Unexpectedly, in the whole class, the more students learn, the more interested they are, and the deeper they understand couplets. After class was over, the students stood up but didn't leave. They read aloud "Li Weng Du Yun". For a few minutes, even Miss Zhao was fascinated. This can't help but say the wonderful radiation of this course. It is precisely because the students love and admire Mr. Zhao that they are still wanting more. Not to mention children, even the teachers in the audience admire Miss Zhao. In class, Mr. Zhao's language is humorous and witty, and the teaching guidance is effortless. It can be said that he and the children presented a rich spiritual feast for the teachers who attended the class!
Then, Teacher Zhao gave a special lecture on "I play classics with my children". Teacher Zhao starts from three parts: "elegance begins with vassals, profundity begins with shallowness, and literary talent begins with recitation". He mainly advocates that children must read classics every day, insist on reading without seeking answers, and don't play too deeply with children, so that students will be discouraged because of learning difficulties. Without interest, how can we talk about learning?
Meditation, these three days of study gave me the following feelings:
1. Do the work in a down-to-earth manner.
2. Class management and classroom teaching should give full play to students' main role.
3. There must be less analysis in class, so as to arouse students' interest in reading aloud as much as possible, so that the more students read, the more they love reading, the more exciting they read, and the deeper they understand the text.
4. Insist on reciting classics with students.
Three weeks, just three weeks, I graduated from the broadcasting host class. During this period, I got something that money or treasure can't buy.
I learned to read poetry and prose aloud, and he set an immortal milestone in my life.
I learned to speak correct pinyin pronunciation, and he made me speak fluent Mandarin.
I learned how to make a speech, and he trained me to say whatever I want anytime, anywhere. composition
I also learned a lot. Who taught me all this? -it's a teacher, a serious, responsible and amiable teacher in the broadcast hosting class!
In these fifteen days, my back straightened-this is the credit of Susan Wang, a teacher who teaches physical fitness. composition
In these fifteen days, my Mandarin has reached the standard-this is due to Liu Fan, the teacher of the pronunciation class.
In these fifteen days, I am not afraid to read poetry-is this Jiang's poetry class? Teacher, my credit.
In these fifteen days, it was a piece of cake for me to be a small announcer-this is the credit of the head teacher Xin Xing.
Of course, it is the students who make the greatest contribution, and their encouragement is my inseparable motivation.
Three weeks, three precious weeks spent with teachers and classmates, I have gained fruitful results; I have gained knowledge that is more dazzling than the sun and more precious than gold. I was reluctant to part at the graduation meeting, oh! Yes, I also gained a rainbow-like friendship!
Once, we went to my aunt's house in Shuifu New Village, Maotian Town. As soon as we entered the door, we put on overshoes and straw hats and got ready for work.
Our first job is to pick chestnuts. The adults climbed the tree and beat chestnuts with long bamboo poles. Sister Sasha and I found it on the ground. Hey! Why can't I see chestnuts and thorns? It turns out that the small thorn ball is chestnut. I kept picking up small thorn balls with iron clips and picked up a big basket! After picking chestnuts, we went back to the house. My mother carefully took the small thorn ball and cut it with scissors. As for me, I used a small stick to get chestnuts out of a small thorn ball. I tried my best to be careful, but I was stabbed a few times by the thorn ball, but I was still very happy. We harvested a lot of chestnuts.
After cleaning chestnuts, Sister Sasha and I climbed the hillside to dig sweet potatoes and pick pumpkins. Let's put down the small bamboo basket on our backs, pick up the hoe and start digging, digging, digging, hey! Why does sweet potato only show one head? It turned out that the vegetable soil was too hard to dig out, so we dug and planed, and finally "won". Mother gave us another pair of scissors and asked us to take down the pumpkin, too. I grabbed the pumpkin vine with scissors, and the small thorn on the pumpkin vine stung me. I carefully observed the pumpkin vine and found many "Mao Mao" on it. But it's not hair, it's a thorn. Mom said, "You take the pumpkin and Sister Sasha cuts it with scissors." Finally, pumpkin is also our loser. We are still picking peppers and vegetables in the vegetable garden in the hot sun. We happily took photos with our heavy "achievements".
What a great harvest that day! I finally know that chestnuts are thorns without peeling, and what looks like fine hairs on pumpkin vines is actually thorns! Nature is really everywhere. As long as you look for it with your heart, you will get rich results.
Everyone has had countless gains, some will make you happy, some may make you bitter, but they are all indispensable small steps in your life.
On a fragrant morning, the test papers were distributed in the class. I rushed into the classroom like an arrow, waiting for the test paper. The moment I received the test paper, I felt a lot beyond words, because I actually only got 94 points. I began to get nervous, and two voices came out of my heart. One is an evil angel like a demon, and the other is an honest angel of justice. The angel of justice said, "Man, if you make a mistake, you will be a good boy.". Tell your mother the score honestly! " "No, no, no," said the evil angel. "Just say that you got full marks in the exam, so that you won't be criticized by your mother. "No,no." The angel of justice said. In this way, the two of them began to quarrel as a bee.
I was suddenly in a dilemma and didn't know what to do. At this moment, I had a good idea.
When I got home, I hesitated to tell my mother the score. I thought my mother would severely criticize me. Unexpectedly, on the contrary, instead of criticizing me, my mother praised my honesty and educated me: everyone will make mistakes and sometimes do poorly in exams, but as long as you can find out your own shortcomings and correct them, you are a good boy!
This incident made me understand a truth: it is a good boy to correct mistakes.
In this crisp autumn season, hardworking farmers' uncles are harvesting the grain exchanged for sweat, gardener-like teachers are fertilizing and watering the flowers of the motherland, hardworking bees are sucking sweet honey, and they are all harvesting the things exchanged for sweat. And I, in this fruitful season, what have I gained?
This autumn, I stepped into the door of high school. In this competitive school, I feel unprecedented pressure. At first, I was very upset. Class is always absent-minded, and it gives me a headache to look at complicated formulas in math books, but I won't give up, because I know that I can't do it without knowledge in the future. I will run forward to the sun and try my best to realize my dream.
So, I set myself a small goal and moved towards it. In the morning, I walked into the classroom with lingering moonlight, and continued to overcome the difficult problem that got me a teacher's training. In the evening, I lay in bed, thinking about what the teacher said and fell asleep. But when I encounter those problems, I will not give up easily, and I will ask my classmates to help me solve them. In this interactive session, I gained friendship.
Slowly, I found the knack of learning. In the process of studying with my classmates, I have gained the spirit of modesty and progress, precious friendship, and many new knowledge and ways of dealing with people.
Autumn, a fruitful season, thank you for letting me harvest so much!
Fourth grade harvest composition 7 "Mom, mom, wake up, wake up, come and teach me how to pack jiaozi!" "I woke up my mother who was dreaming in the early morning.
I miss my feet, take off my apron, put it on my body skillfully, and prepare dough under the guidance of my mother! I first took out a basin decorated with many flowers and grass, then poured flour and a little warm water and began to mix noodles. Ah! Too sticky! I screamed. My mother's listless appearance was amused by my exaggerated expression. I rubbed my hands and continued to mix noodles.
Noodles are finally kneaded. I washed the flour bit by bit like chewing gum. Then she took the rolling pin, put the kneaded noodles on the table and kept rolling them back and forth with the rolling pin. After each roll, my mother will spread flour evenly on it. After a while, I felt tired and sweat seeped from my forehead. It's too hot! It turns out that mom usually packs jiaozi so hard! It is difficult to roll dumpling wrappers. Mother took out a round cover and covered the rolled surface with a hard skin. Wow! How amazing! Like magic, dumpling wrappers become small circles, like cute baby faces, which is very interesting! I grabbed the lid from my mother and covered a lot of sheets in one breath like her. How interesting! Look at my mother again. She has taken out a small basin filled with minced meat and chopped green onion. She tapped the egg on the corner of the table, and the slippery egg white and yolk rolled down the basin. Then she added some salt and monosodium glutamate and stirred them evenly with chopsticks, and the delicious dumpling stuffing was ready.
Start wrapping jiaozi! I picked up a piece of dough and spread it on the palm of my left hand. I put some meat in the middle of the dough with chopsticks in my right hand, and then folded the dough in half with both hands. Maybe it's too hard, the stuffing suddenly poured out, and the dumpling skin was rotten. When I was a second jiaozi, I learned the previous lesson. Maybe the force was too light, and jiaozi broke up before he got into the pot. It seems that the weight of Jiaozi's efforts is also very particular! My mother saw that my bag was always bad, so she told me a trick: pour some water on the side of jiaozi. Gee, it really works. According to my mother's method, the first standard jiaozi was born. Don't mention how happy you are!
My mother looked at me with a smile and said, "Only by doing things carefully can we do things well. You got it? I nodded my head hard.
This time, I have achieved happiness by my own efforts, and I am happy at work!
Pebbles, shoes and stars, three good friends, have been staying in their hometown, which is simply boring. So they decided to form an expedition to the other side of the mountain.
The preparations have begun. The three partners brought various necessities, including tents, more than 30 barrels of instant noodles, three bottles of hot water, three cups and so on.
At the beginning of the adventure, a small river appeared, and all the partners were in a hurry. Shoes are the calmest, and he glanced around. After looking around, he looked at himself again. His eyes lit up and he thought of a way. He let the other two partners sit on their insoles, because this shoe is platform shoes, and all three partners crossed the river safely.
On the second day after the expedition, there was a steep downhill slope, about 160 degrees, and it was very uneven, and all the partners broke out in a cold sweat. Then the star volunteered, and shoes and pebbles sat on the star. When everything is ready for shoes and pebbles, the stars begin to slide down faster and faster, and then almost as fast as the speed of light. The strong wind blew their partner's face ferocious, just like a dead ghost. Soon, friends will be at the foot of the mountain. They are happy and worried because they can't stop!
There are uneven stones everywhere at the foot of the mountain, and there is even a thorn on the stone that the space exploration group is about to arrive! Three meters, two meters, thirty centimeters ... Just when they were only five centimeters away from the stone thorn, just when their friends closed their eyes and prepared for death, pebbles began to pick up dirt, sand and stones crazily. When they were a centimeter away from the stone thorn, the pebbles had become stone men. He jumped out and caught the star with both hands, but was torn to pieces by a stone thorn and fell to the ground.
The other two partners cried. At this time, a solid pebble jumped out of the stone pile. It turned out that when it was stabbed, the pebble had passed on its memory to another pebble through the sediment.
The three partners sat on the ground and looked at the blue and black night sky, feeling that their efforts were not in vain. They found that as long as they are United, any difficulty will become a piece of cake.