House Dad’s Literary Life

I saw Yu Wei again. It was Friday afternoon two weeks later. She and Lan Xin were going to class. Lai, who gave them a reading class, took Yu Wei to the classroom.

Teacher Lai introduced Yu Wei’s situation. When she said that Xiao Wei was one of the best students in the third grade, and also won the second place in the last semester, he and many first-year children all The "higher grade" sister made a cry of exclamation.

Most of the children who come to the reading class are more serious about studying. Where can the naughty children sit up and study with great interest?

"It's really amazing!" He couldn't help but violate the discipline and snorted with Lan Xin.

"What's so powerful? She can take the second place without speaking. If I go up, I can definitely take the first place!" Lan Xin said confidently.

"But...but..." I wanted to refute it, but for a time she found that she didn't know how to refute it.

It seems that Lan Xin is very reasonable!

However, soon, Lai also encouraged Yu Wei to perform a poem reading for everyone.

"Read this word, take it apart, the first word is read, the meaning is seen with the eyes, and the second word is read, the meaning of reading with the mouth." Lai teacher also said a way, "the ancients Clouds, books read a hundred times and their own opinions. Now many children can not recognize many words, and there is no way to understand the meaning of complex sentences, but it does not matter, you follow the teacher, read aloud, read a few times, naturally Understand what it means and know more words."

Although this is a bit far-fetched, it is not unreasonable. In the current reading class, the teacher is still leading the children to read the article. Can't the children who are not literate in the first grade read too complicated books?

In the gaze of the younger students in the lower grades, Yu Xiaowei was not nervous, but her eyes were a little low, she fell on her shoes, did not look to other children, but did not show her thoughts. The idea to be integrated.

After Lai’s encouragement, Yu Xiaowei finally opened her mind: “Hey, the white dew is frost. The so-called Iraqis, on the water side...”

The Book of Songs?

Yu Xiaowei was very good at reading. When she recited, she seemed to be coming out of the lonely world for a while. Not only did she have a good voice, but she also shook her head like a young scholar.

Don't look at Xiao Wei's thoughts very smoothly. In fact, this one is only with the teacher who recited the lesson, and her rote memorization is used to participate in the competition. She did not dictate the ability of the whole poem.

Then again, this poem does not say children, even adults, many people can blurt out, to really want them to dictate, it is estimated that a large number of people also want to arrest.

Even so, Yu Weiwei’s swaying recital, her bright voice, and complicated poetry have caught the first-year primary school students who are not very knowledgeable.

It is as if someone suddenly appears in front of us in the ordinary illiterate, and suddenly talks about the gossip.

"It's so amazing!" This time, not only sly, Lan Xin couldn't help but send out her emotions, and her round eyes widened, looking at Yu Wei on the stage.

Lan Xin seems to be afraid that the guy who read the poem in front of him is the weak girl who had knocked down before. The voice of this serious poem is still very loud! But when you talked before, like the drizzle, people can hardly feel the existence?

However, after a poem was finished, Yu Xiaowei resumed the previous sluggishness. Two small hands were intertwined in front of him, his head was drooping, and he did not know what to do next.

This is the Xiao Wei who Lan Xin knows!

However, my attention is not on this. She has been listening to Xiao Wei’s poems very seriously. Although she can’t understand, she can still feel the beauty of this poem! Being read out, the rhythm that fits is like a song with a beautiful melody!

"Xiner, do you know what Xiaowei’s sister is reading?" He couldn’t help but whisper again.

But obviously, she couldn't get an answer from Lan Xin, and Lan Xin's confused eyes have already explained everything.

What makes you awkward is that Lai did not explain the meaning of this poem to them. She asked Yu Wei to sit in the space below and join the other schoolmates. The first grade reading class. .

"I just read the poems written by Xiao Wei's classmates. It's true. When we read the articles in peacetime, we should also learn from her. We should not read books for reading, but also bring emotional colors, which makes it easier for us to understand. The meaning of these articles!"

"Okay, let's open the thirty-eighth page. Let's read this modern poem together today..."

Lai went on to her class, but he sat in his position and was cursed by his own curiosity.

This is the first time she has encountered this situation! This poem is what she listens to, but the teacher does not tell her. Other children don't understand and don't understand, but they don't care, but they are different. In the past, my father answered her all questions patiently. Her curiosity will always be satisfied. Now she can't do it. She certainly feels uncomfortable.

Ask the teacher, this may be a good choice, but she has to listen to the class, can not interrupt the teacher's class. This is against the classroom discipline. At the beginning of the school, Teacher Li told her and other students about the primary school code!

It’s not easy, I waited until the class, the little girl hesitated, or took the courage to go up and asked the teacher.

"Do you want to know the meaning of the poem written by Xiao Wei?" Lai was a little surprised and asked some embarrassed.

In fact, at this moment, Lai has some guilty conscience. In the absence of preparation, she really can't tell the meaning of this poem. Even she can't read the full text.

"Yeah!" His eyes widened with urgent expectations.

Fortunately, Lai had her method. She took a slap on her shoulder and said softly: "You are still young and still can't read classical Chinese. The teacher now tells you that it is useless. After that, you learn more. Words, learn these, you can understand the meaning of this poem!"

After that, Lai teacher greeted the children out of school.

This reason seems to be somewhat contradictory to the theory that she emphasized reading more before, but I can't pick the fault. The little girl showed a disappointing look in her eyes, but when she turned around, she saw Yu Wei around Lan Xin and Lan Xin.

"Yes! There is Xiao Wei's sister!" He was happy at once.

In her mind, the older sister of the senior class must know a lot!