“老师,小卫拿了小薇的笔!”“老师,小卫把脏东西擦在我身上!”一听到小卫的名字,我心头就冒起一股无名火,他脏兮兮的脸,整天一副吊儿郎当的模样。可恼的是,每次追问他所做的错事时,他总是否认。苦口婆心的说教变得苍白无力,我渴望找到一扇洞开的门,通向那绚丽而又神秘的心灵城堡,可是门在哪里呢?一次阅读课上,学生们被《拐弯处的回头》文中父亲那深埋在心中的爱而感动。我顺水推舟,给孩子们布置了作文 “Teacher, Xiao Wei wipe dirty things on me! ” I heard the name of Wei, I was risking an unnamed fire, he Dirty face, all day looking like a child. It is troubling that he always denies each time he asks him what he does wrong. My earnest plea became pale and weak, and I long to find an open door to the magnificent and mysterious castle of mind, but where is the door? In a reading class, the students were “father turned around” That deeply buried in the heart of love and touched. I push the boat to arrange the composition for the children