2. Ask for an American prose poem describing the growth of children-children let us grow together. When I was a child, my teacher and I grew up together, from a lovely caterpillar to a beautiful flower.
It's not a myth, it's not virtual, and it's not a legend. Now I stand in front of you and become a teacher, but I still want to grow up and grow up with you.
Think of me as a child, like you, in a strange environment, facing a strange crowd, without saying a word, thinking in my heart: Why, why did my parents have to put me here-a place I am not familiar with, and I can only express my resistance by crying. Look at you now, look at me when I was a child.
What should I do? What should I do? Inexperienced, I remembered the teacher's smile and encouragement when I was a child, which filled my loneliness and made me grow up confidently all my life. Can you believe it? Now I, your teacher, will make your life happy and healthy. When you make progress, I will smile and say, "You are great!" " "When you make a mistake, I will smile and say," Correct, you are the best! " "When you are timid and introverted, I will smile and say," Be brave, you are the best! " "In the eyes of teachers, you will always be the best, and you will always be encouraged and praised by trust.
Son, you are still young. You don't know how high the mountain is and how long the road is. You don't know what the hint of "danger and insecurity" means to you. I will tell you again and again what I have just learned, so that you won't get hurt, let alone let the stone stand in your way. Teachers sometimes get angry-that's because you can't tell right from wrong, don't know the depth, and go in the wrong direction.
But although the teacher is angry, he also feels more guilty, which makes the teacher blame himself-he didn't take you well and didn't tell you the direction of life. Therefore, teachers should study harder, improve themselves and save more energy. Children and your parents, don't worry! We will get along well, and I will use my passionate knowledge and responsibility to make my children healthy.
Let's laugh together and welcome the bright sunshine together. Children-come happily! Let's grow together! Author: Xu Baoxiang, chemistry kindergarten.
3. The children are amazing-the children are amazing young and so naive-the children are amazing carefree, but compatible and kind-the children are amazing from birth to walking, and finally say "Dada"-the children are amazing enthusiastic during the day and pure at night-the children are amazing naive, curious and motivated to learn-the children are amazing godsend and God's little miracle-the children are amazing young at work, carrying more weight than them.
4. Write an English article about growth, with beautiful language and careful sunshine.
Shuttle between autumn and winter
My poetry
With the withering of red leaves
Time put the ruthless prediction of the ending
My young smile
Gradually languish in the years
Absence of sight is full of loneliness.
Those leisure times
Full of lily fragrance.
Infiltrate my soul gradually
Stay awake with me every night.
Maybe you've been gone too long.
When you turn around,
Years erase the beauty in memory.
White flowers in dreams
wake (up)
Fall in the autumn wind
Winter sky
Sadness covered by cold rain
Light an orange light.
Grow up with me in the years.
Those faded smiles
But this is the price of growth.
Carefully bask in the sun
Shuttle between autumn and winter
My poetry text
When the leaves wither
Ruthless time prediction results
My young smile
Gradually wither in the years to come
The invisible place is full of loneliness.
Those casual moments
Full of lily fragrance.
Infiltrate my soul gradually
Stay up with me every night
Perhaps, you have been away for too long.
Turn to your interests-
Years have erased the roots of memory.
Dreaming of white flowers
Wake up, everything is fine.
Garbage in autumn wind
Winter sky
Covered with sad cold rain
An orange light was lit.
Grow up with me in the years to come
Those disappearing smiles
Is the cost of planting.
5. Children grow up. Migrant workers bring their children to the city to live together. Although they can take care of their daily life, the education problem has not really been solved. Without good educational conditions, discrimination is not conducive to children's growth.
When migrant workers bring their children to cities, all they can provide is financial support, not satisfactory education. These children are generally discriminated against by urban children, which is not good for their growth.
6. What are the poems about children's growth? I have told my students to clean the lawn and wait for my friend's arrival. -Qian Qi's "I gave a letter to Yu Shiyang in Taniguchi's study"
My servant is trying to clean Luo's path. I made an appointment with my old friend yesterday.
2, what is the cloud, different countries, teach children to cover the cup. -Du Fu's Xiao Zhi
Meaning: But the scenery here is no different from that in my hometown, so let the children pour the wine and drink it in one gulp.
3. The child was deeply surprised after seeing it, but asked where his hometown was. -Yin Dragon Boat Festival in the same state
Meaning: The child was very happy and surprised after seeing it, but asked which direction is his hometown?
4. Don't take off your clothes and lie in the moonlight after returning to a full meal at dusk. -Lv Yan's "The Shepherd Boy/The Shepherd Boy Should Ring the Bell and Weak Weng"
The vast grassland is like being laid on the ground, and there are grasslands everywhere.
5. Take the children home at night, and no one is in Leng Yue. -Bai Juyi's Mourning for Xue Tai
On one side is the dying plane tree, and on the other side is the body that has been ill for a long time. Whenever I think of going to the grave after death, I feel sad.
6. Mulberry field cultivates the father, and the lotus hoe follows the shepherd boy. -Meng Haoran's "Tian Jia Yuan Day"
Close to farmers working in fields covered with mulberry trees, carrying hoes and working with shepherds.
7. Wild children help drunk dance, while mountain birds help hum songs. -Meng Haoran, "Xia Wu Passing Chen Dashui Pavilion/Wu Passing Ito People Leaving"
Children in the country help the drunken and rickety old man, and birds in the mountains are singing happily.
8. For our boys and girls, poor little baby, it's too small to know where the capital is. -Du Fu's Moonlit Night
Young children still don't know how to miss their father in Chang 'an, and they can't understand how their mother feels when she is pregnant with the moon.
9. When you meet people, explain that you spit dumb at first and refuse to sleep with your car. -Wei Zhuang's "With Daughter"
Translation: As soon as she understands what adults say, she babbles.
10, children and grandchildren did not solve their difficulties for farming and weaving, but also learned to grow melons by mulberry shade. -Fan Chengda's "Summer Village Miscellaneous Seven"
Clearing weeds between crops is a close-up, and everyone is doing their own work for the family.
7. Poems praising children's growth 1, "The Shepherd Boy" Tang Dynasty: Yan Lu grass shop was six or seven miles away from the field, and the flute sounded three or four times in the evening wind.
Come back from a full meal at dusk and lie in the moonlight without taking off your hemp fiber. The vast grassland is like being laid on the ground, and there are grasslands everywhere.
The intermittent melodious flute of the shepherd boy was faintly heard in the evening breeze. After dinner, at sunset, the shepherd boy came back from the pasture.
He didn't even take off his hemp fiber, but just lay on the grass and looked at the full moon in the sky. 2, "Boat Crossing Anren" Song Dynasty: Yang Wanli, a fishing boat, with two children, stopped on board.
No wonder it didn't rain. They opened the umbrella. They didn't want to protect the rain, but wanted to use the umbrella as a sail to let the boat go forward. On a fishing boat, there are two children. They put away their bamboo poles, stopped their oars and sat on the boat.
No wonder they open umbrellas when it doesn't rain. It turned out that they didn't want to shelter from the rain, but wanted to use the umbrella as a sail to let the boat go forward. 3, "Qingpingle Village Residence" Song Dynasty: Xin Qiji's eaves are low and small, and the grass on the stream is green.
Drunk Wu local drunk, gentle voice, white-haired old man who is it? The eldest son is weeding in the bean field on the east side of the stream, and the second son is busy knitting chicken cages. My favorite is my youngest son, who is lying in the grass, peeling the lotus just picked.
The eaves of the hut are low and small, and the stream is covered with green grass. Wu dialect, slightly drunk, sounds gentle and beautiful. Whose is that old man with white hair? The eldest son hoes beans, and the second son is busy knitting chicken coops.
My favorite is the rogue's youngest son, who is lying on the grass at the head of the stream, peeling off newly picked lotus flowers. 4, "Children's Ice Making" Song Dynasty: Yang Wanli's children's golden basin was deiced, and colored silk was worn as silver enamel.
Tap the ice gently, the sound of wood passing through the forest. When the viewer is absorbed in the sound of wood, he suddenly hears another sound-the sound of ice falling to the ground, such as the sound of broken glass. A child, in the morning, scoops up ice cubes from a copper basin filled with solid ice cubes and puts them on with colored silk thread 323131335323631343130323136353555.
The percussion went through the Woods like a jade chime, and suddenly the ice fell to the ground, making a glass-like crash. 5, "Two Hometowns Lianshu" Tang Dynasty: He left home when he was young, and the local accent was difficult to change.
When children meet strangers, they will smile and ask where the guests are from. I have been away from my hometown for many years, and I have been half-baked recently.
Only in front of Jinghu Lake, the spring breeze does not change the waves of the past. I left my hometown when I was young and didn't come back until my twilight years.
Although my local accent hasn't changed, my hair on my sideburns has become sparse. None of the children knew me when they saw me.
They asked with a smile, where did this guest come from? I left my hometown for a long time, and I didn't feel the personnel changes in my hometown until I got home. Only the clear water of Jinghu Lake in front of the door ripples in circles under the spring breeze, just like it did more than 50 years ago.