Chapter 15 15 happy composition

If you ask a primary school student, what is the most troublesome thing, he will probably answer: besides the exam, it is composition. When it comes to composition, eight out of ten children seem to have been killed. Every time I lie on the table and write and write, counting numbers while writing, it's getting faster, it's almost five hundred words, it's almost six hundred words.It is truer than Grandet counting his gold coins. No, the children have seven hours of classes at school from 7:30 am to 4:30 pm every day, and then spend two hours doing homework when they get home. On weekends, they go to various remedial classes to learn various talents and entertainment It's nothing more than watching animations, playing games, chatting on QQ, all their lives are occupied by learning, electronic three-dimensional images and design, how can they write good and interesting compositions.

Teacher Lulu sat in front of the office and corrected the composition this time, sighing while correcting, those weird sentence patterns, awkward sentences, and typos like sand in rice are secondary, there are fifty-three people in the class, about thirty Eight people wrote about the same subject, which is really helpless. Lulu showed the composition to Teacher Zhang Xiaoran, and Teacher Xiaoran smiled and said, "Why are you still writing this topic? I remember writing this kind of composition when I was young. It has a long history. I remember a relative in my family. She has two She couldn't write a composition well. So she wrote a model essay, about something meaningful, about picking up a wallet and handing it in to the company. Asked her two sons to memorize the model essay. The eldest son was admitted to middle school in the first year. After getting this question, the second son took the middle school entrance examination in the second year, and it was a similar question. As a result, the second son picked up the wallet twice and went to middle school!"

Everyone laughs. The next day, there was a composition review lecture, and Lulu brought the composition into class. Lulu sat on the table of the first row of classmates with a smile, and started like this: "Today is the last time I teach you, and I will decide not to be a teacher from tomorrow on." There was an uproar in the classroom. A little girl started screaming: "No, teacher." Zheng Xiao said, "Teacher, where are you going? Are you going abroad? Are you going to go to sea?" Wu Yun said: "Teacher, are you going to retire?" Shen Yongheng said: "Teacher, nothing is difficult in this world, we support you!"

Li Hanhan said: "Protest and protest, increase teachers' salaries! Improve teachers' treatment!" Lulu couldn't help but yelled, and knocked on the podium with the pointer to signal them to be quiet: "Everyone, thank you very much! However, I don't want to be a teacher, not out of dissatisfaction, but because I found another better way out, called work. Yes. Easy and fun." Little Candle stared wide-eyed. Teacher Lulu went on to say: "Now let's talk about your composition this time, a meaningful event in the summer vacation. There are fifty-three people in our class, and a total of thirty-eight students wrote that he found it on the street. Wallet, the amount varies, and the total amount is RMB 358,550. I have to earn this money for ten years. So I decided not to be a teacher but to pick up money, a promising career . If you see a person on the street with his head buried in the road and not people, who keeps picking up things on the ground, it must be me."

The little candles laughed coquettishly. Teacher Lulu said again: "Today we won't talk about how to revise the composition. I just ask everyone to think about it carefully. Let's do a survey. In your life, what is the happiest thing, and what is the most memorable thing for you?" The deepest thing is what do you think is right in your heart, and you want to do it next time, and what do you regret after doing it. What makes you love, what makes you hate, what makes you sad, what makes you You are happy, what makes you worry, what makes you afraid, what makes you ashamed, what makes you proud, what makes you cry, what makes you laugh, what makes you feel full of hope, what makes you feel hopeless.” Teacher Lulu While talking, he distributed the questionnaires printed on his hands to the small candles: "You fill it out carefully, don't discuss it, write the truth, don't show it to the teacher, keep it yourself, and receive a report that only you know. place." Teacher Lulu thought to herself, if she didn't use such a trick, the piece of paper would be lost by some guy within a long time: "In the future, when you can't write a composition, you can take it out and have a look. .Will there be some inspiration."

Chen Li asked suddenly: "Teacher, can you answer everything?" Lulu said: "Yes, anything is fine. There is no need to tell lies to yourself." Xu Bai said: "Teacher, do you promise that you won't ask us to hand it in? Do you promise that you won't read it?" Lulu held up three fingers and put them next to her ears: "I swear!" In this way, I wrote a whole class.Generally, the composition class is taught in two consecutive periods. In the second period, Teacher Lulu said, "Have you finished writing?" Someone shouted: "It's written!"

More people shouted: "I didn't write well, I didn't write well! The teacher will give us a little more time." Lulu scratched her hair, smiled, her eyes were clear and bright: "Hey, it's so strange, where did you come to write so much today?" Everyone said: "Teacher, didn't you ask us to write it?" Lulu stretched out her hand and shook her hand: "No, no! Don't I ask you to write the composition every time? Why do you think it's so difficult, it's even harder than squeezing toothpaste?" Wu Yun said with a smile: "It's as difficult as constipation."

The little candles laughed like crazy. Lulu rolled her eyes at Wu Yun: "Thank you! At least you know how to use the more elegant word constipation." But it seems that Wu Yun's analogy is more appropriate, Lulu thought, squeezing the toothpaste is because there is no in the stomach, and the constipation is because there is in the stomach, but I haven't found the right way to make it come out. Lulu thought: Oh my God, if this bunch of dead kids continue to be taught, they will definitely be turned into ordinary people by them! Finally, teacher Lulu concluded: "Today, I do this survey, I want to tell you that there are many small things in life, although small, but all of them shine with the gratifying brilliance of life. When these small things are combined, they become Our life, can you say that such a life is meaningless?"

Shen Yongheng said: "Teacher, life is of course meaningful, but composition topics are often meaningless. After reading it, people don't want to write. Can the teacher come up with some interesting topics for us to write?" Lulu replied: "I don't have this right. The composition topics are drawn up by all the Chinese teachers in the grade group according to the requirements of the outline. However, we still have a solution." Saying that, I bought a beautiful notebook with the class fee, and told everyone that this notebook is used to write the weekly diary. Everyone was struck by lightning: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Teacher Lulu comforted: "Don't get excited, don't get excited! This weekly diary has a lot of freedom. You can just write a short paragraph, or a small poem, or post a photo, draw a picture, and add Text. You can also extract a piece of your favorite lyrics, but there must be comments or thoughts, in short, no matter the length or form, you can write whatever you want.” Oh, the little candles finally exhaled a long breath. This weekly diary, Teacher Lulu will collect it and revise it once a week. Don't tell me, the children's writing is really interesting. Some wrote about a new game they played, some wrote about the process of chasing stars, some wrote about a new food they ate, and some took interesting photos and provided explanations below.Some excerpted a conversation on QQ.Lulu often lies on the recliner in the office for rest at noon, watching it with joy.

Once, Lulu saw a scary thing in Luo Qi's weekly diary. A photo of two chickens, one on top of the other. Luo Qi accompanied the text like this: "Today I saw two chickens, they were fighting, and the one that was crushed underneath was so pitiful. It was trembling and still struggling. I think that some students in our class, I also like to fight very much, especially bullying weaker classmates. I think this kind of behavior is really bad. Chickens should not fight, and elementary school students should not fight." Lulu was speechless for a long time. After thinking for a while, I took up a pen and commented: "They are not fighting." Luo Qi seems to be very satisfied with the photo he took. After seeing the comments, he came to ask Teacher Lulu: "Teacher, what are they doing if they are not fighting?" Lulu blushed, more and more red, more and more red. As a child, he asked his mother, "Where am I from?" Mom said, "You grew from a seed sent by the little bird." For many, many years after that, he has always believed in this sentence. Until one day, when his cousins ​​were watching porn, he inadvertently broke in and took a look, like a thunderclap, he understood everything in an instant. However, he still didn't know how to explain this to a child, an eleven or twelve-year-old with a little mental retardation. Finally, teacher Lulu said: "They...they are communicating in a special kind of...uh...body language." These words are too literary, and Roach is even more confused. Later, classmate Wu Yun wrote about the fight between his parents in his weekly diary. He didn't get along with each other until he was beaten to the point of bleeding. Finally, Wu Yun wrote: "I think their behavior is ugly." Teacher Lulu said to him: "Parents will always be parents. You can't call them ugly. This word is used too strongly." Wu Yun asked: "Then why did they fight?" Lulu thought about it and said: "Sometimes, when people feel that they cannot communicate with words, they will use body language to communicate for a while." After that, Teacher Lulu discovered that his words became popular among the children in the class. For example, two little boys had a conflict, and each of them blushed and had thick necks.They used to say, "Come on, come on, let's have a fight!" Now they say with the same expression, the same tone, "Come on, let's communicate with body language for a while!" Lulu really didn't know that she would have such a big influence on her children.He thought, he must be careful when speaking in the future! Lulu sat on the railing of the playground, swinging her legs leisurely. This day is a rare trade union activity day every two months. Students come home from school early, and teachers can play ball, read novels, sing karaoke, and practice yoga. Not far away, several male teachers were playing basketball, calling for Teacher Lulu to play with them. Lulu put her hands on her lips and shouted: "I'm tired! I'm tired!" Su Jian said: "Sports exercise. Come on, come on!" The young male teachers said together: "Come on, let's communicate with body language for a while!"