The poem describes that when the evening breeze doesn't blow, it hides in the flowers, just like pouring out his wishes to the red flowers and green leaves. Green leaves and red flowers are friendly and helpful to others. Their parents who are willing to be the evening breeze have given it a home. A very common natural phenomenon, written so delicately and tactfully, is touching. This poem adopts anthropomorphic rhetoric, which makes children feel intimate and conforms to their inner world. "The evening breeze is hidden in the flowers, no longer whistling, no longer noisy." This evening breeze seems to be the students themselves. When they are in a bad mood, they always like to hide, hide from their parents, hide from their playmates, hide in the flowers and talk to themselves. Speak your mind, because we think flowers can understand our language, because flowers will not tell others, will keep secrets for themselves, and are trustworthy good friends. The poem describes how much Feng wants to have a home and parents, and how much he wants to be close to the life of left-behind children now. It is so easy to arouse the children's voices.
Under the guidance of teacher Wang, the children recited poems in various forms, and felt the scene that the evening breeze talked with the red flowers and green leaves after encountering difficulties, and the green leaves were friendly to others and helped the evening breeze. When we realize that we are in trouble, we should be as brave as the evening breeze to talk to our family, teachers and peers and ask for help. When a friend talks to you, you should listen patiently and help. It is a pleasant thing to help others and get help.
After only reading for twenty minutes, more than half of the children in the class have been able to recite this little poem. So I gave the prepared guide sheet to the children, let them give full play to their imagination: what kind of home they want. Draw the home you want with your own crayons. At this time, the children were so excited that they jumped for joy. Soon a beautiful "home" appeared in front of me, scrambling to find me to take pictures and send them to my parents who work outside. Looking at the children's cute little faces and eager eyes, I feel that all the efforts are worth it.