Good spring,
I am the host Xiaoping.
This is the scene of the third issue of "Little Fir Tree" writer show.
Greetings from the "Little Fir Tree" in spring,
From the cutest writer, mom and dad.
By the way, last time we talked about two great professors, father and mother. I want to add a few words quietly.
Shu Ye's father, Li Xuebin, is not only a children's literature writer, but also an excellent doctoral tutor in education.
By the way, do you remember Ge Jing, the mother of the 9-year-old professor who published her works? Mom Deng Deng, there is particularly good news recently. The animated film The Legend of the Erect Elephant, written by her, was shortlisted for the best animated feature film in the 93rd Oscar!
Let's call her together and wish her good luck!
The two guests present today are definitely martial arts experts in family education-
Beautiful and interesting writer and mother VS interesting and lovely writer and father.
The first is the "mutual evaluation of writers" section.
Look at the acquaintances of children's literature writers,
Treat them as parents, spit on each other, praise each other,
How happy and interesting it is!
Mutual evaluation of writers
For example, "Little Jujube"
There are several jujube trees in my hometown, so I have always had a soft spot for jujube.
Unexpectedly, I fell in love with another "little red date".
"Xiaozao" is called Wang Luchuan, the daughter of writer Mao Lulu. They are mother-daughter writers.
I only met Xiao Zao once. At that time, Xiao Zao was only eight years old. Mao Lulu studied in Lu Xun College of Literature, and I hosted a large table of writers and friends.
I smoked cigarettes and chatted with my friends. While chatting happily, suddenly, my cigarette spontaneously ignited with a bang, like lighting a small firecracker, and then made a squeaky fireworks sound.
I turned pale with fear.
The writers burst into laughter, and Xiao Zao laughed the happiest. Little red jujube was originally snuggled up to her mother, and she was timid. The scene of my cigarette explosion accidentally ignited her happiness.
She shouted happily, "Grandpa An!"
"Ha ha ha! The writer's friends all laughed. Oh, I didn't expect me to be so vicissitudes. I made a little mistake. I patted jujube on the shoulder and said softly, "Come on, show me which one is grandpa?" "
Little red jujube pointed at Li Xuebin: "This is grandpa!"
"Ha ha ha!" There was another burst of laughter.
I asked, "Why?"
Little red jujube said, "He wears glasses. Round and round. "
I said, "Who else?"
Xiao Zao pointed at Zhang Yuqing: "He is also a grandfather!"
I said, "Why?"
Little red jujube said, "He has white hair!" " "
Writers and friends all laughed to tears, especially female writers, whose stomachs hurt.
I continued to be bad: "Look, who looks like grandma here?"
Female writers jumped up in succession: "Stop it, stop it, stop guessing, stop guessing!" "
Mao is even more rapid, reaching out and covering Xiao Zao's mouth directly.
This is my impression of small red dates, which is so profound. Smile happily every time you think of it.
When I got Mao Lulu's masterpiece Little Jujube and Little Bald Head, I was both curious and a little expecting. I brushed page by page and laughed all the way.
I didn't expect "little red dates" and "little bald heads"! Sister Mao Lulu is like twins, and their children are like twins. Two mothers and two children make up a colorful world. In this way, the theme of Mao Lulu's works has an innate advantage, just as dad's hair is never as long as mom's, and he can only envy it, but not envy it.
Every mother is like an angel, waiting and accompanying her child's growth. The dribs and drabs of children's growth are endless topics for mothers all their lives. A little trouble, a little sadness, endless happiness and patience. Looking at Mao Lulu's works, readers will understand why maternal love is great and why they should be grateful.
Mutual evaluation of writers
What "pig father ring" and "pig baby"
When my daughter Xiao Zao was eight years old, she first met An Wulin. As a result, she laughed her head off, because Uncle An, who was smoking a cigarette, pinched her mouth and let the cigarette dance in his mouth.
Since then, whenever Uncle An is mentioned, Xiaozao always smiles and thinks that he is a big toy uncle full of love and interest.
An Wulin and his works are a toy castle of love!
So is this "baby pig".
Reading this book "Dad's Book", you will be moved by An Wulin's deep fatherly love.
He said that his daughter is the Monkey King, his wife is Tang Priest, and he is Pig Bajie. I think he is really the best "pig daddy circle" in the world.
Obviously, he is afraid to turn back. In order to make his daughter happy, he would hold her round and round until her laughter filled the room, but he fainted himself.
Obviously anxious, I want to write a manuscript at night, but I always tell stories with my children in my arms night after night. When the child is asleep, he will sit at the table and write again. Soon, his head and neck went soft and he fell asleep, and his mouth was still drooling for more than a foot.
Obviously, he is afraid of heights. In order to encourage the baby pig to overcome his fear, he resolutely accompanied the child to ride the roller coaster, and the result was as scared as the child.
distinctly ...
This is really a "pig daddy circle" that loves pig babies!
However, if you think that An Wulin will only spoil children unconditionally, it is all wet.
This "pig father ring" still has great wisdom in loving children, just as he has written so many interesting and beneficial children's books. This interesting toy castle is also a shining castle.
He raised his child into a chubby bookworm.
I always buy books, read books, write books, feed the children the mushroom house, tell them one impromptu story after another, let them choose books freely, and keep them in the atmosphere of reading all the time ... So, in the first grade of primary school, as soon as Baby Pig walked into the school gate, it became the "reading" of the students. When the childlike "Pig Dad Jie" wrote the book "Baby Pig", he also invited his "Baby Pig" to participate in it, and wrote three stories: the gourmet house, the secret base and the flag-raising speech.
Baby Pig is not only a book full of father's love, but also an interesting book, a parent-child reading guide book and a self-cultivation book for baby writers.
After reading the comments of two writers' parents,
Deepen the understanding of the book "Little Fir Tree".
Now, let's see,
The parent-child time of the two writers!
Parental time
Wulin and Dolan
An Wulin: I want to interview Kiki, the hero of the story. How did you feel when you read this novel?
Andorin: I am honored to experience the feeling of being a celebrity and publish my biography in advance!
An Wulin: When I was writing, I seemed to have experienced another process of growing up with you. I regard you as a child, like a seed that broke through the ground. How did you sprout, blossom and bear fruit bit by bit?
Andorin: Because this book was written when I was born, I didn't know many things before. Reading is like sitting on a time machine and revisiting the old place.
An Wulin: As soon as you were born, your father had a special wish, hoping to make you develop good reading habits. How did reading affect you when you were growing up?
Andorin: Haha, growing up, many peers or elders will ask me this question. I guess they all want to hear me say that reading is very helpful to my Chinese grades.
An Wulin: I have written many essays before. Reading makes me dream of becoming a writer.
Andorin: We have written many stories about reading in the book. Did your wish come true?
An Wulin: Reading is one of the daily topics in our family. I will mention it when I write, and I can't avoid it.
Andorin: Well, when I was studying, I felt my father's understanding and respect for me. For example, respecting friends is also respecting yourself. The descriptive tone of each story also reveals what you will care about when you observe me.
Parental time
Infinite warmth in memory
Small red dates often sigh: "I am really a happy child!" " "
Yes, because there were so many elders who loved her when she was a child, a bald cousin who grew up with her, a spotted dog and so many chickens, ducks and geese chasing her.
Grandma's village was her big garden when she was a child. The water hyacinth flower in the pond, the azalea flower on the back hillside, the jujube flower in the whole stream beach, and the orange flower full of pits and valleys, which one is not her friend? Swallow on the beam, sparrow under the eaves, thrush on the big camphor tree behind the house, four birds in the small bamboo forest in front of the door, starling, magpie and oriole on the vast Yuan Ye, which one is not her friend?
Jujube, who spent her childhood at her grandmother's house in the country, will always remember her home in the country.
Little bald head is worse. When he wrote his composition in primary school, he almost always extended his brush strokes to grandma's house, such as grandpa, the best person to me, my impatient grandma, grandma's rooster ... Of course, what he remembers most is always Scabber: our Scabber, I miss you forever, Scabber, you are still by my side, Scabber.
They set out from there and went to the first distant place.
They started there and achieved their first success.
They started there and won the first round of applause.
It was also from there that they felt the pain of wrestling for the first time, tasted failure for the first time, and drank the bitter wine of regret for the first time.
"Mom, when will you write about my experience with little bald head and little scab!" Little red dates often rush me like this.
"How can you not write your story, Scabber? Because they were all infinitely beautiful times in my life and the warmest fire in my memory! Any mother needs to rely on her children's stories to warm herself! The child's childhood story is the sweetest honey that the old mother and aunt can lick when looking back on the past! "
After listening to my words, the little bald head smiled proudly, and the eyes of the little red jujube were wet.
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