春天到了,一切都灿烂起来。我和班里的孩子们一起开始种“魔豆”。看着小小的、粉红的圆豆子,一年级的娃娃们欢呼起来,七嘴八舌地嚷道:“老师,它为什么叫‘魔豆’?”“它将来会长成什么样子啊?”“它有魔法,能让我实现愿望吗?”我呢,只笑不语。孩子们以为我故意卖关子,哪里知道老师自己也没有种过这玩意儿,怎么会了解它将来的模样呢? Spring is coming, everything is brilliant. I started planting “magic beans” with my kids in the class. Looked at the small, pink round beans, first-year dolls cheered, shouted: “Teacher, why is it called ’magic beans’? ” “What will it look like in the future? Ah? ”“ Is it magic that allows me to fulfill my aspirations? ”" What about me? Children think that I deliberately sell off, where I know the teacher did not plant this stuff, how will understand what it looks like in the future?