[Warm a child's heart with a ray of sunshine] Motherly love is like a ray of sunshine, which warms our hearts.

[Keywords:] The Fruit for the Blind Mother-in-law by Sun Soul Children is a children's narrative poem, which shows a lovely child giving his beloved fruit to the blind mother-in-law. My mother-in-law is out of the colorful world because of blindness, and her life is gloomy and lonely. I thought of sending a singing slug to my blind mother-in-law, so that she could listen to the singing slug, walk into the field, see the clear waves flowing in the stream and remember the unforgettable joy in the past. The sincerity of emotion, the beauty of blessing, and the kindness of mind fully penetrate between the lines of the poem. It's really a good poem full of childlike interest and profound meaning! In teaching, the author not only grasps the narrative line of "sending slugs", but also grasps the emotional line of "offering love", guiding students to deeply understand the meaning of poetry and making them feel small and affectionate.

Just as the author pushed the classroom atmosphere to a climax, suddenly a child stood up bravely and said, "Teacher, I don't understand. What is the coke for my blind mother-in-law? " At this moment, the classroom with boiling point immediately became a classroom with zero point. At that time, the atmosphere froze. At this time, 56 pairs of eyes stared at me for answers, as if waiting to see how the author would clean up this "troublemaker". With a slight shock, the author immediately calmed down and looked at the lovely and poor child with real eyes. Through his eyes, the author saw that the window of his heart was closed, and there seemed to be cold in the gap of the window. At this point, the author thinks that the profession of teachers is so sacred that it is urgent to save the children in the emotional desert. Immediately let the child close his eyes and imagine that he is a "blind mother-in-law." There are many inconveniences in life, so Guo Guocan brings her unexpected happiness. At this time, the students were immersed in joy, but the children screamed and said, "I still can't imagine why they are happy?" The author immediately stabilized his mood and said, "You are really not simple. Do you know whether it is a slug or an insect? Ask if you don't understand. You are in good spirits! Shall we play a game? " He suddenly woke up. The author told him the rules of the game: blindfold him, plug his ears, let him find a seat in three minutes, let his deskmate tell him a sentence, and then let him tell the author this sentence. He readily agreed. I saw him hit the west, hit the table, tripped over the chair and almost fell down several times. Several classmates gave him a hand at once, like a boat that lost its rudder and bumped on the waves. Eight minutes later, I still can't find my seat. At this time, he cried with a wow, saying that he would stop playing games and be a blind mother-in-law. The author seized the opportunity, immediately took off the red scarf covering his eyes, took off the toilet paper blocking his ears, played a few crisp songs, and immediately played the song "Dedication of Love" sung by Wei Wei who had just collected from the Internet. At this point, he smiled through tears and said, "thank you, teacher!" " I also thank my classmates who helped me just now. I know why the children in the article happily took the fruit back and gave it to the blind mother-in-law happily ... "The author walked up to him, bent down to pick him up, wiped away his tears, kissed his little face and said," From now on, the red scarf will fly on your chest, no longer covering your eyes, and you are as happy as everyone else. Write three sentences "I'm really happy because …" every day, and read them to everyone in front of the whole class the next day, and the teacher will encourage them according to the situation. Second, smile at the mirror every day and say that you are a happy and kind little angel. In private, the author got in touch with his parents and sought their close cooperation, which opened his closed heart. A ray of warm sunshine sprinkled on the cold and dark heart of the child, and soon the wasteland of love became an oasis, and he became a happy and sunny boy.