Introspection given to me by the outdoor composition class

(Wu Yongji’s mother)

My child has been participating in composition classes for three months, and I also wanted to write some text summaries. As a result, I was busy every day, and in the fragmented time, one I started this article more than ten times without finishing it in one go. I really experienced the difficulty that children usually have when writing essays. I used to be very annoyed by his lumpy writing, and I feel really ashamed when I think about it.

I heard about this kind of outdoor reading and writing class at a parent class at the end of September. You can play outdoors and have someone to guide you in writing. As soon as I heard about it, I quickly asked for Teacher Fan’s method. Three Tianhou caught up with the National Day class. The first time I attended the class, I was admiring the flowers and listening to the explanations. The children were very interested and showed great enthusiasm. A few words, I just pretend to nod. Happiness came so suddenly, and I suddenly felt that the Mid-Autumn Festival was very relaxing.

However, parents of sixth-grade students are particularly anxious about the investment of time. No, during that time at the Inspirational Club, the children looked around and didn't know how to take notes seriously. They watched the children in the lower grades and their parents leisurely enjoy the flowers and grass, and the senior students took notes calmly and efficiently - all of this In my eyes, it became the straw for the old cow. When I rushed home again, it was already half past one, and not a word had been touched. Didn’t I hear that it was completed in class? Come back and write? The thought of tutoring your children on their weekend school essays can be stressful. As a result, it took nearly four hours to write and rewrite that essay, and the atmosphere was not pleasant. I'm so worried that other parents probably can't understand it. But in the sixth grade, in order to take this composition class and ensure reading, we turned down the olive branch of the group class, cut out the extracurricular exercises, and took it several times. There seemed to be no improvement in the composition in the school examination room. It was really worth spending a whole day. God?

?Worth it. Although I was anxious, I never denied this answer.

?Because from the first time, I saw the child relaxing outdoors. His eyes seemed much brighter under the sun and his steps were lighter. From childhood to adulthood, we raised our children with happy education and spent every weekend in various parks and outdoors. As a result, when we reached fourth grade, we felt extremely stressed. Sometimes we took tutoring classes, and sometimes we were extremely impatient. We struggled in vain for two years. Later, the parent-child relationship fell to a freezing point. He seemed to have no memory or feelings about the various activities he had played in the previous ten years. Finally, we had an opportunity to go outdoors again, learn how to observe, and write compositions.

The most unexpected reward for me was the performance of my children when they went bird watching at Chishan Lake. Although he had a broken bone, he still wanted to participate, and he said he was willing to write essays. I thought it was because he was wild outside when he was a child, and he just wanted to have fun. Who knew that I discovered that he was actually very motivated. He jumped at every opportunity to watch birds and answer questions. Especially when we were waiting after separating from the big group, we all planned to rest and wait, but we didn't pay attention to the children's desire and perfection-seeking attitude. Just as his essay "Listening to the Bird Watching Troops from a Remote Area" moved everyone, I was also deeply moved that day. I don’t know if I am the only parent who is so mean. When I have been with my children for a long time, it is very easy for me to only see the shortcomings of my children. I feel like a workshop owner guarding a machine. I don’t have any sophisticated skills, but I always... Looking forward to using the most efficient way to squeeze the maximum benefit from this machine. If I was moved and admired by his simplicity and devotion amidst the rustling wind in the forest, the two handwritten essays on bird watching that he later wrote simply made me cry. They were written more fluently than ever before. It is also unprecedentedly correct. Between the lines, I feel that children are very happy when they write. For the first time in so many years, I found that I didn’t need to change it, or that I couldn’t change it. I couldn’t help but feel a little surprised and surprised. Although several subsequent articles required repeated revisions, and sometimes I was asked to help adjust word order and point out typos, some even took two or three hours to finalize. But no matter what, he was able to face writing essays happily and actively, which liberated me, and more importantly, liberated him, returning to where everyone should be. Isn't this more worthwhile than doing a set of test papers? Xiao Lianbi usually expresses irritability when he writes, but he is very focused when he writes. I think it’s because Teacher Fan’s materials and guidance successfully built a scaffolding for the child’s writing, allowing him to dare to take steps forward, and he did so happily. So as long as we work hard and persevere, isn’t it worth looking forward to the day when we can walk independently?

The semester is coming to an end in the blink of an eye. In this class, I have met many excellent and dedicated parents, and I have learned a lot from them. They have plans for their children, and they also have expectations for their children; There is also guidance and encouragement for children. In addition, Teacher Fan also takes the trouble to listen to my nagging and sincerely gives constructive opinions and guidance. My changes are no smaller than those of my children. After seeing the various clever writing methods of teachers and children, I naturally shut up - I can no longer give blind guidance; after seeing the parents showing off their unique skills, I also stood up and stepped back - I can no longer give guidance. Blundering blindly. The process of reading with me is also a process of introspection. Although sometimes I can't help but feel anxious and irritable, but through the composition class I discovered that my child actually wants to be good. It's like giving me a long-acting sedative.

And my child also discovered that he can do it, and if he does it well, every Sunday has become the day he looks forward to most.

So we will all persevere.

Birdwatching at Chishan Lake

Wu Yongji, Grade 6

The clouds are stacking up in the sky, leaving the sun alone in the sky. The metasequoia trees swayed in the breeze, and the willow trees by the lake combed their long hair in the wind. The Broussonetia mulberry and Chinese tallow trees also shook their sand hammers, and the birds were flying high in the beautiful Chishan Lake area. It is precisely "Autumn has been sad and lonely since ancient times. I say autumn is better than spring."

The sky is blue and dense. In the woods, from time to time, there are strings of birdsong like wind chimes, which is very lively and intoxicating. "Chi-woo-wa--" this is the myna, the most common resident bird in Nanjing, welcoming us to Chishan Lake! There is also a small hair on the yellow beak of the starling. The whole body is black and the feathers are fluffy. "Wow! Crested grebe!" we exclaimed. "Where is it?" Several students looked around. "On the lotus leaf." A sharp-eyed classmate shouted. I saw this crested grebe swooping down and diving into the water. After a while, it jumped up from another lotus leaf group with a small fish in its mouth. What does it do? It turns out that there are its babies in front of it - two little grebes. The two of them swayed slowly and leisurely, and suddenly, imitating their mother, they folded their wings and dived into the water like fishes. Just as we were looking with the telescope, a head holding a small fish in its mouth poked out from seven meters away. These swimmers can dive for 1 minute! They are originally migratory birds from the north. In recent years, they have relied on their strong adaptability to settle on this beautiful lake. It is said that they will also dance "ballet" on the water together in spring!

There is a little egret wearing yellow "rubber shoes" by the water, standing in the bushes and thinking. There was also a little turtle dove on the telephone pole behind the reed and bamboo bushes, looking at us curiously. "Chichi", the little sparrow also came to join in the fun. You can see the chubby bird swaying its brown body, flapping its white-striped wings, and jumping among the double-petaled Ditang flowers, like a little fur ball, very cute. Next to the sparse water lilies, we found another water pheasant --- this is not the blood-sucking water pheasant. It has a golden neck and a slender tail. It is called the "phoenix in the water"! But I think the color scheme is a bit tacky. However, there are tall beige reeds on the left, low yellow evening primrose flowers on the right, and blue morning glories dotted among them, which has a harmonious beauty. Suddenly, a sparrow hawk suddenly appeared! As soon as it glided, all the birds flew away in fright. This raptor is so domineering!

On a bare tree, two large magpie nests appeared in front of us. Did you know? The birds only live in their own "residences" when they are breeding. They usually huddle together on the dense branches to stay warm and avoid owls. Chishan Lake is really a paradise for birds. "The mountain atmosphere is beautiful day and night, and the birds return to each other." When I left reluctantly, I not only remembered: "You must remember the good times of the year, the most orange and orange are green!" Come to Chishan Lake to watch birds!

Listening to the large group of birdwatching in progress

Birdwatching at Chishan Lake is a National Day holiday activity that I have been looking forward to for a long time. Unfortunately, I broke a bone a few days ago and I feel very disappointed. Fortunately, at my strong request, my parents agreed to push me in a wheelchair.

Although the road in the Wetland Park is bumpy and bumpy, it still does not affect my happy mood. I also saw many lovely birds. But when the teacher used a professional high-power telescope to focus on a special bird, other students swarmed in and surrounded it, but I could only make a blind guess. I was so envious and jealous, I was so jealous that I almost turned into a little rabbit. Later, they all went to the toilet in large groups. Dad thought the event was almost over, so he asked me to wait by the arch bridge. I wanted to follow him, but I couldn't walk by myself.

After waiting for a long time, no one came back. Did they go another way? Suddenly there was a sound from the earphones, "Dad, come here!" I shouted anxiously. Unexpectedly, my father was still making that long phone call. "Mom, Mom! They are watching birds at the pavilion on the other side of the bridge!" I shouted anxiously. My mother pushed me, but we didn’t know where to go, we were like headless flies who couldn’t find the way. Along the pampas grass bushes, I found that there was only a river between them and me, so I asked my mother to take me and quickly ran into the path along the river.

"Stop! There is a sound, I heard it!" I just heard them shouting in the earphones: "Wow, kingfisher! Kingfisher!" I looked around with the telescope, where is it? I was even more disappointed when I thought that I had missed so many lovely birds. "Mom, the voice has become unclear. Turn left, stop, right here!" Just after listening to a few words, the voice in the headphones became faint again. I immediately asked my mother to adjust the direction and move forward a few meters. After a while, it tilted south again. At this time, I heard the person in the earphones shouting again: "Japanese jayhawk!" Hey, it's so unworthy to miss a bird of prey! Unfortunately, I couldn't fly to the other side of the river, and my mother couldn't hold me, so I couldn't cross the bridge. I could only listen to their voices and imagine what these birds looked like.

Suddenly the signal in the earphones was poor again, "Mom, turn right quickly and return to the original position! This is the position, very clear. Mom, the teacher is talking about sentence patterns." I listened and gave instructions. . The path is paved with uneven stones. Sometimes the tires squeak loudly, and sometimes the tires get stuck in the cracks of the stones and require a lot of effort to pull them out.

My mother didn't say a word, for fear of disturbing me.

I pricked up my ears and listened to them in the pavilion on the other side of the stone bridge. Sometimes they pointed there and shouted loudly, sometimes they pointed here and screamed loudly. Whenever they saw a cute bird, they would I let out an exclamation, but I couldn’t see any of this! How I envy them and how jealous I am. I picked up the telescope and looked aimlessly, but I only saw pampas grass and goldenrod on both sides of the path, rustling with me.

When the teacher said the class was over, I was very disappointed and thought that I had missed so many birds and it was really inconvenient to come in a wheelchair. But then I thought again, I have already gotten to know many cute birds, and several types of plants, and I have gained a lot. Then I went home happily with the sound of crunching wheels.