下午,我一如既往地抱着装满教材的文件袋步入教室,刚想喊:“上课!”准备师生问好,不经意间一瞥,看见孩子们的小脑袋早已抬得高高的,大部分的孩子用期盼的目光注视着我。哦!对了,今天早上上课时,我曾许诺如果大家表现得好,下午跟他们做个游戏。怪不得,他们向我投来这样的目光。我可不想被他们的目光“杀死”。这节课我跟孩子们学的是《触摸春天》,这是一篇短小精悍而蕴涵着深刻道理的散文,作者用生动细腻的笔触描写了八岁的盲女安静用心灵触摸春天。语言简洁,意境隽美。但在初读课文后,我发现孩子们完全感受不到文章的意境,为了拉 In the afternoon, as always, I went to the classroom holding a paper bag filled with textbooks and just wanted to shout: “class! ” Ready for teachers and students to say hello, inadvertently glimpse, saw the children’s small head has been carried high, large Some of my children looked at me with hope. Oh, yes, I had promised to play a game with them in the afternoon when class was in class this morning. No wonder they gave me this vision. I do not want to be their eyesight “kill”. This lesson I was learning with children is “touch the spring”, which is a dapper and contains profound truth prose, the author uses vivid and delicate brush strokes to describe the eight-year-old blind woman quiet touch spring. Simple language, beautiful artistic conception. However, after I first read the text, I found that the children did not feel the artistic conception of the article at all