每天行走在校园中,重复着从一楼到二楼的阶梯;每天穿行在孩子们的心田中,感受着他们的小世界带给我的阳光雨露及风霜雨雪……不身临其境,你不会懂每天和47个纯真的心灵交会的感触和震撼,当然还有许多无奈和无措。那天上午,我照例批改作业本,一本本细致地看着欣赏着,真的会想象到每个孩子写字时的情景,或专注或被迫,字的笔画抒发着孩子写字时的心情,我能看得出,有快乐的、有无奈的、有刻苦的、有敷衍的……精彩 Walking every day in the campus, repeating the steps from the first floor to the second floor; walking through the hearts of the children every day, feeling the sunshine and frost and rain brought to me by their small world ... Not immersive, You do not understand the feeling and shock of meeting with 47 innocent souls every day, and of course, many frustrations and inattention. In the morning, as usual, I changed the homework assignments. One book carefully looked at my appreciation. I really could imagine that every child was writing or was focused or forced. The stroke of a word expressed the mood of the child when writing. Can see, there are happy, helpless, hardworking, perfunctory ... wonderful