我听过多位名师的文学课,总有高在云端之感。在所谓的意境中,文学之美化为一缕轻烟,终随风飘散。学生看不见,摸不着,不免有些空洞。看着课堂上一张张稚嫩的脸庞,我想,文学,应该低到尘埃里,在尘埃里开花。睿智的蒋老师引导学生阅读群文,通过比较,感受文学中的象征之美。整节课,以学为中心,黑板是学生自主思考的成果,课堂是学生自主成长的田野。文学,如花般,看得见,摸得 I have heard many famous literature classes, there is always a sense of high in the clouds. In the so-called artistic conception, the beauty of literature is a ray of smoke, which eventually spreads in the wind. Students can not see, touch, inevitably some empty. Looking at the immaculate face in the classroom, I think literature should be as low as dust and blossom in the dust. The wise teacher Jiang guides the students to read the group essay, through the comparison, feels the beauty of symbols in the literature. The whole class, to learn as the center, the blackboard is the result of independent thinking students, the classroom is the field of independent growth of students. Literature, flowers, visible, touching