小时候,我幻想教学是一幅愉悦的图景,老师领着我们在知识的乐园里畅游;长大后,我体会的教学是一条运作井然的流水线,老师讲,学生听,一边如痴如醉,一边昏昏欲睡;后来啊,我苦于教学成了题海战术,天天学,天天考,学生成了考试的机器;而现在,我不解,(个别)教学变成了海阔天空的漫谈,老师东拉西扯,学生茫然失措,人在室内,心游天际。以上这段话,是我模仿台湾诗人余光中先生的名作《乡愁》写的一段关于教育的“诗”。我 When I was a child, I imagined that teaching was a pleasant scene. The teacher led us to swim in the paradise of knowledge. After I grew up, my experience in teaching was a well-informed assembly line. The teacher said that the students listened and were intoxicated. I was drowsy at the same time; later, ah, I was bitter about teaching and became a sea tactics. Every day, every day, every day, the students became the test machine; and now, I am puzzled, (individual) teaching has become a broad talk, teacher East Laxi pull, the students are out of control, people in the room, the heart of the sky. The above passage is a section of the poem written about “Imperialism” written by the poet of the Taiwanese poet Yu Guangzhong. I