Questions from a historical idiot. . A true story from ancient times, the teacher briefly mentioned to us in class

One day, the teacher asked us to play a game called "Psychic Connect" in the composition class. We were all very curious and didn't know how to play. We asked the teacher one after another, but the teacher refused to tell us no matter how we asked. The teacher announced the rules. Group first, with 35 people per group, 5 group leaders, and 7 people in a group. Let the leader of each group draw lots. According to the requirements on the lot, the group leader will write the first word first, and the people behind will draw lots. Connect the words written by the team leader. If you can't write it, just draw a ○! The first group came on stage. The team leader won the lottery to write a postscript. He wrote the character "Rabbit" without thinking. Haha, this is too simple! This is clearly: a rabbit's tail - it can't grow. This is too simple. The students below are a little unconvinced. Why are they so simple? There was a lot of discussion below. But fortunately, I got stuck when I got to the second classmate. He scratched his head for a while, frowned for a while, wrote a word again, thought about it and erased it again. Seeing Xu Yiyang's dilly-dallying, the whole class started cheering below: "Hurry up, hurry up, we still have to play!" So the teacher had to start the countdown, and the whole class counted down together: "5— —4——3——2——1——! "So, Xu Yiyang had no choice but to draw ○, but what was originally a good comment was changed to: Rabbit ○'s tail - it's grown! Finally it’s our fourth group’s turn. We won the lottery to write a word. Although we were in an air-conditioned room, all members of our group were sweating. Our situation couldn't be more outrageous. The original words are: When will the bright moon come? Ask the sky for wine. It was changed by us "writers" to: Ask me about the size of the bright moon and the sky. The whole class burst into laughter. The classroom suddenly turned into a sea of ??joy... Composition about the classroom: The story of me and the efficient classroom. In the process of studying in the efficient classroom, raising my hands to answer questions in class has always been a hurdle in my heart. Every time I When I have the courage to answer questions, I always think of being scolded by the teacher, so I have this idea: If I answer wrong, will the teacher scold me? This hit my courage hard, and I suddenly lost the idea of ??raising my hand. Even though the teacher said it didn’t matter if I gave the wrong answer, the knot in my heart couldn’t be untied. Only when the teacher forced me would I be willing to say something. That kind of class was really uninteresting. But now I am a child who loves to think and speak in class. I have overcome the timidity in my heart. Do you know what influenced me? By the way, it’s an efficient classroom. It was a classroom where teachers dropped out and students entered. In that classroom, I really learned a lot of knowledge. Compared with the previous classroom, it was simply a world of difference. The seats are also very different. Teaching is done in groups of 6 students, sitting together. The students in the group are evenly divided between those who are good at studying and those who are not good at studying. They form learning pairs to help each other and learn from each other. The homework is also different. In order to allow us to study better, the school spent money to develop three sheets for us: preview sheet before class, problem solving sheet in class, review sheet after class, and a small blackboard that we can use to practice calligraphy. , Therefore, writing has also improved greatly. We also prepared review books and calligraphy books... At first, parents and students were very confused, "Doesn't this make the children speak better?" My parents were confused. He said, but after a long period of study, parents gradually understood the school's intention, which is to allow us to discuss better and integrate the wisdom of several people to better solve the problem. In the two years since I started teaching in college classes, I have learned a lot: I have gained the consciousness to take the initiative to learn, my learning has improved efficiency, and I have also improved my communication skills, organizational skills, and communication skills. But what helped me the most was raising my hand to answer questions in class. I remember that when I was in the second semester of fourth grade, I became the subject leader of our group. "When you become the subject leader, you must lead the team members." This is what the head teacher said to our subject leader, but it has always been I was timid and didn't dare to give a speech at all. Finally one day, the teacher assigned a difficult question to our group. I found the answer in a short time and thought to myself: It's a piece of cake. When it came to our group's report, we No one in the group was willing to report. When the teacher saw this scene, he said: "The subject leader stands up and reports." I was dumbfounded. I stood up slowly, holding the list, my legs were shaking, and I immediately forgot the answer. Seeing that the classmates were all looking at me, it seemed that I was even more anxious. The teacher said softly: "Don't panic, speak slowly." So, I took the list and started talking again. After finishing speaking, the teacher gave I applauded, and the stone in my stomach finally fell to the ground. The moment I finished speaking, I realized that answering the question was not that difficult. It was just a matter of saying the answer in my mind. Although my voice is not strong, answering questions this time laid a foundation for me in the future. I gradually overcame my psychological barriers in answering questions in the future and became a person who loves thinking, communicating, and is good at raising my hands to answer questions. children. I want to make good use of the advantages of efficient classrooms to help me learn and grow better, and become a useful person to society in the future. Interesting things in the classroom There are countless interesting things that happen on campus, but there are fewer interesting things that happen during class time, but there are quite a lot of them in our class. If you don't believe it, look at it - the math teacher is teaching us "Rewriting of Complex Numbers" and asked a question on the blackboard. The answer is: 1 kilogram.

Then he asked a classmate to do it, but this classmate could not do it after he only wrote 1 kilogram. There was no way, so the teacher asked another classmate to do it, but that classmate couldn't do it either. We were anxious and shouted loudly. Said: "Tiantian (every day)." Also, when the math teacher taught us "adding decimals", he made an assumption and said: "I will buy a Walkman, and its price is 70.5 yuan..." Also Before we finished speaking, a classmate shouted: "The Walkman is too wasteful. It's better to use it for snacks. Let's divide it among the whole class." We fell down laughing, and the teacher didn't know whether to criticize that classmate or continue talking... Don’t think that the interesting things that happen in our class during school hours are only in the math teacher’s class, there are many in the Chinese class too! After class, my classmates and I were fascinated by the clear water and the clear sky, but also by the cloudy and rainy mountains. There was a dispute about the author of this poem. I said it was Su Shi, but he said no (Huh? Why do you think the interesting things in class lasted until the end of get out of class? Don’t worry, don’t worry, please read below). We kept arguing until class, but the teacher The author was Su Shi. He was surprised and said, "It's really Su Shi (comfortable)!" After hearing this, the teacher's face sank and he said, "Why are you so comfortable?" The classmate hesitated. Said: "I...I mean the author is Su Shi." When we heard it, we were all happy, but we didn't dare to laugh, because the teacher was angry, and whoever laughed would be unlucky. ?Also, that is... (No more, haha...) Interesting anecdotes in math class Since I entered junior high school, I have encountered all kinds of people and things. Especially the math class representative of my class: preserved egg. He often picked up the chin in math class. Of course, because of his talkative nature, he also went to the office of the "Earth Eye King" (mathematics teacher) many times to "receive the reward." Fun fact 1: In the first grade of junior high school, the teacher came to the same corner. While we were listening to the class carefully, we suddenly heard a burst of snickering in front of us. After asking about it, it turned out that it was Pi Dan who was snickering. Out of curiosity, I asked him what he was laughing at. (How dangerous!) He finally stopped laughing and said, "Red and yellow inner corners, red and yellow inner corners." I fell into deep meditation, and the time for a stick of incense passed. oh! It turned out that the math teacher used red and yellow chalk to draw the same inner corners, and the pronunciation of the two words was similar. No wonder he smiles like that. Fun fact 2: A few days ago, the teacher gave a proof of congruent triangles. You need to use the "side by side" theorem, which is "SSS". Pi Dan interjected, isn't that the cube of S? The teacher stared at him and said, "Nonsense! You're talking nonsense again! It should be 3S. I'm dizzy... This is only a small part! Looking forward to it, the excitement is constantly unfolding! The stories in our classroom are really Too much, don't you believe it? Let's go in and take a look. In the Chinese class, everyone was sitting upright, not relaxing at all. At this time, the teacher followed the sound and said something. A large number of suspects were investigated. As long as they "surrendered", it would be fine. Sure enough, one or two of them stood up, but the Chinese teacher still didn't believe it, and the few girls who spoke finally looked at each other. It’s just us boys. We were born as boys, so we didn’t hide our strengths. (Boys all feel the same way!) In the social studies class, everyone is a little distracted. , whispering to each other, no one is idle, because the teacher is wearing such thick reading glasses. When he approaches you, he hangs the thick reading glasses on the bridge of his nose, and then he sees the reason. However, at this time. , you faced the teacher with a good attitude, because you had enough time to prepare, and you didn’t expect it! In science class, because it was taught by the math teacher, Naturally, the students did not dare to neglect it. However, this science class was 100% boring. They could only act as "second-tier students" and the teacher talked about the teacher. "Two Idiots". ... You think, are the stories in our classroom interesting? The frame-up in the classroom in "Extraordinary Whispers", the perfect solution. At night, I couldn't sleep well. I dreamed of my mother's kind cheeks and smile. He told her to be patient and not to get excited when things happened. The next day, when she appeared on campus intact, the college was shocked again. Why? Shouldn't she be expelled? Everyone's face was full of doubts. , Ye Anan shook her long black hair and confidently walked through the Wind Chime Garden and every classroom. In fact, she had a standard oval face with exquisite and perfect facial features, which made Ye Lan and others jealous. Although the boys offered her as a gift She is a goddess, but due to the influence of Yelan's family, she has never acknowledged it. Ever since Ye Anan's deeds spread throughout the campus, the boys have cheered up and are in high spirits. They must not have thought that the principal would be them. Ye Anan's uncle came forward to persuade Yelan's family and allowed her to return to the college. "Dingling," Ye Anan looked around, walked into the classroom with the surprised eyes of her classmates, and sat in the first row. The teacher came in. Yesterday, the principal specially asked to take good care of the little girl Ye Anan. In fact, the principal did not need to say it himself, but he also liked the good student Ye Anan very much. He talked about ancient history and asked, "Classmate Ye Anan, please." You come up and answer this question. "The people below were gloating. Ye An'an is finished this time. The teacher is famous for being strict. Unexpectedly, Ye An'an went up and completed the exercises in a few seconds. The teacher nodded with satisfaction, "This student's answers and process made the teacher very pleased. , exactly the same as the content on the teaching plan.

""teacher! "A girl raised her hand jealously, "Does that mean classmate Ye Anan plagiarized? Maybe she memorized it. "Girl, please don't accuse me falsely. None of the students have the teacher's teaching plan, and neither do I. So if I memorize it, where does the teaching plan come from?" Oh, I see, I stole it? "The girl just now was speechless. "You! Humph, you'll pass, teacher, I admit my mistake. "Well, girl, please sit down. Don't do this again. I will deal with you!" Let's continue the class." The teacher motioned Ye Anan to sit down, glared at the girl, and continued to explain in a lively voice. The words of laughter in Class 6 were once in the Chinese class. The teacher sent the composition down and asked us to revise it. At this time, The students found a piece of paper with no name. The teacher looked at it, picked up the nameless composition, and started reading. Suddenly, the students burst out laughing. The host changed the word "thirsty" for "thirsty" into the word "drink" for "drink water". The teacher took the opportunity to write these two words on the blackboard and taught us how to distinguish them. She first made an interesting move: brows. Wrinkling, he stuck out his tongue, then flapped it in front of his tongue with his hand, then picked up a bottle of water and drank it. The students laughed from ear to ear, and some looked at the teacher curiously. , didn’t understand the mystery. At this time, the teacher said: “When you are thirsty, you just want to drink water, right? The students all answered: "Yes!" "The teacher said: "When you are thirsty, you need to drink water, so the radical of the word "thirsty" is three points of water; to drink water, you have to drink with your mouth, so the radical of "drink" is the radical of "口". "Through the teacher's explanation, the students suddenly understood and nodded thoughtfully. At the end of the class, the teacher tested the effectiveness of our listening and asked: "What is the radical of 'thirsty'? What is the radical of ‘drink’? "The students responded in unison with confidence: "The radical of 'thirst' is three points of water, and the radical of 'drink' is next to the word 口. When you are thirsty, drink water, and drink water with your mouth! "The class ended with laughter. In such a relaxed and happy atmosphere, we not only learned knowledge, but also increased the friendship between teachers and students. A satisfied smile appeared on the teacher's face, and the students exclaimed with pride. And proud laughter. I understand your story. I understand that sometimes, memories are a kind of enjoyment and a kind of endurance. Those past reunions, youth and frivolousness are both sweet and bitter. Tasteless. Stories are often interspersed in this ocean of memories, rippling with sweet and bitter waves... You were so ridiculous at that time, so ridiculous that you even wrote your name and said that it was a divorce. Art, or as your brother said, is a kind of cuteness, but I don’t know how your little face became cute? With your chubby little hands, you can pretend to be Zhu Bajie’s nephew. , but she was still a little girl. Later I found out that it was a disease. From the old and bitter smiles of your parents, we vaguely understood: Sometimes, it takes a lot of courage to endure the helplessness... The weather at that time seemed to be very bad. Well, although the sky was a bit pale, it became a lot brighter because of your optimism. I remember that it was an exam, and I did very poorly in it. I fell out of a dozen places at once. It was like falling from the sky into a deep valley and I couldn't extricate myself. Tears and sweat burst out, and there was a stabbing pain in my heart. Suddenly, a chubby smiling face smiled at me. I raised my pale face and said disapprovingly: " What's so great! "She just came back!" "I don't know who added this sentence. This sentence evoked infinite guilt in me. At that time, I wanted to apologize to you, but for some reason, there was always a thick and strong wall blocking my friendship with you. I dare not apologize to you, but I still think about it: it was you, your innocent smile that touched me, and made me understand that we should have a positive and optimistic attitude toward everything in life. Maybe children like us still don’t understand! What does death mean? Maybe the pale sunshine has infected me. When I look at your round smiling face, I will always see some sadness that no one knows, hidden in the windy days of the New Year before the angel flies away. , you gave me a string of wind chimes to hang on the windowsill. Every time the breeze blows, it will stir up a string of sounds, crisp and melancholy, very much like your laughter, vague and distant, as if it comes from heaven, but is far away. You went there several times and made the patients happy. They said you were an angel. You said you wanted to be a real angel in white when you grow up, but you are such a fat angel. Can you fly? Those people who are suffering from illness may really need a happy angel like you to melt the sadness in their hearts. But who can melt the sadness in their eyes when they look at you? Until you really do it. Angel, flying to your paradise, I found that I had forgotten the sadness in my heart, and I didn’t know how to suffer your pain... I stared at the string of wind chimes until the crisp and melancholy sound awakened you again, occupying you instantly The world...I just realized how much sadness is hidden under your smile. About you, about memories, after many years, I tried hard to put those messy pieces together and put together your round face. With a sweet and bitter face, you can play Zhu Bajie's nephew with just a squeeze of your chubby little hands, but he is still a happy little girl.

Your story will always be deposited in my messy memories. The breeze blew through the wind chimes on the windowsill, and gradually emerged, and the crisp and melancholy voice pieced together a happy little girl... I understand your story! The story of an old photo was on April 4, 2011, when she was one year old. She was sitting on a wicker chair, with a big head and a pair of watery eyes on her chubby face, as if she was saying to the photographer: " What are you doing? Why are you looking at me like this? And you want me to look at the thing in your hand, what is it?" There are four white front teeth in a small mouth, and the smile is so sweet. La! There are two bracelets on the wrists of both hands, and there are several small bells on the bracelets, which were given to her by her grandmother. Her grandmother wished her to grow up happily and healthily. She was also holding a cute "little bear". Look, this chubby smiling girl is cute! Hahaha this is me when I was a child. The old photos are black and white, but they can record the happiness and worries of the past moments. After years of washing, only the corners have turned yellow, but this old red, this deep yellow, but Preserving this moment makes it become eternity... In the junk pile of my house, there is a box. It is an old box that has been sealed for a long time. It is covered with thick dust. Under the sneak attack of time, it seems that Extremely fragile. One weekend, I had nothing to do and was ready to open the box that had been sleeping for a long time. After dusting off the dust, the box was dry and cracked, as if it was smiling at me, but I didn't expect it to be a "smile hiding a knife". I cried out "Ah", the "culprit" was a spider, you know, I'm most afraid of spiders. After I processed it, the old black and white photos stood out to me. Out of curiosity, I arranged the photos neatly and picked out my favorite one. In the photo, there were two people standing side by side. Young women, who are they? This question flashed through my mind. I suddenly realized that the one standing on the right looked like my grandmother. In the photo, she had her two thick braids tied up in her hat. Her eyes were wide open, as if she was looking forward to something. The corners of her mouth were slightly curved. She was wearing a military uniform that was popular at the time, and she was holding a pamphlet in her hand. It looked like Full of energy... I couldn't help but smile, but for a moment, another feeling came straight to my heart, giving me a chill. From the slightly raised corners of the mouths and bright eyes of the two people in the photo, it was revealed A melancholy, a melancholy, an unexpected bitterness. I couldn't help but ask myself: How could this happen? Maybe, I'm too sensitive. The confusion in my heart suppressed me for a long time. I thought that there must be a story with great influence behind this photo. When I looked closely at the photo, I only found that the time was 68.2.4, and I didn’t see anything else. In order to find out the ins and outs of the matter, I specially asked my grandmother. At that time, my grandma was cooking. She looked at the photos in my hand, looked at me, slowly put down her work, and said kindly: "That period was the beginning of the ten years of catastrophe. Farmers are not farming, students are not studying, workers are not working, and all intellectuals have to be paraded on the streets. The whole of China is in the darkest period, and cultural development is almost standing still..." After grandma finished speaking, she raised her head and Staring out the window into the distance, eyes flashing with hope... Ten years of catastrophe, life at that time was just like this black and white photo - colorless and tasteless. As the saying goes! "Books are the ladder of human progress" "Books are the food for the human spirit" What a painful thing it is to reject knowledge! Knowledge creates everything. These ten years of catastrophe have not only delayed the development of culture, but also delayed the precious time of the older generation to learn Chinese culture! Fortunately, that dark time has passed. Should I study hard? Should I do what I can do more carefully, more delicately, and more meticulously? Those years will never happen again, but it left me with new experiences and new understandings, all of which originated from this old photo and the colorless world... My reading stories always like this, sitting down Standing in front of the window, watching the grass outside the window sprout buds and gradually grow. In autumn, the fallen leaves are falling, and in winter, the world is covered with snow. I have a lot of reverie in my heart, so I often pick up a book and read it, which can always improve my spiritual state. Everyone says that the book has its own golden house, and the book has its own beauty like jade, and it is true. Strolling through Zhu Ziqing's "Spring", you seem to really see the shape of the spring breeze and spring rain. I fell in love with prose at that time. I also want to use beautiful language to describe the plants and trees of nature. There is always a special emotion about prose. I feel very comfortable after reading it, and I have already placed my emotions in it. When it comes to reading, reading classics is naturally indispensable. I like to watch "Midnight" in a dark room with a desk lamp on. At that time, I feel like I have returned to the era when "the sunset is infinitely beautiful, but it's almost dusk." When I was a child, I always watched "Journey to the West" on TV. I always thought the storyline was very exciting, and I would often watch it all day long. When I entered middle school, I started to read "Journey to the West" again. I picked up a thick copy in the bookstore and bought an ancient Chinese dictionary. I stayed in my room all day long and read it for a month. The annotations in the book have almost covered up the original content. Maybe this is the result of hard work. After reading the book, I always feel that it is more exciting than what is on TV. I often have a lot of sense of pictures. I have fantasized about the chapter about Sun Wukong fighting the Bone Demon three times alone for dozens of times.

Later, I read "Water Margin" through TV introduction. I admired and moved the Liangshan hero's spirit of eliminating violence and keeping peace, but I didn't understand Song Jiang's support for recruiting peace. In short, my mental changes were obvious after reading the classics, and my true feelings were invested in them. Famous books have given me a lot. Before the start of school, I read a book called "Strong Life", which mainly tells the inspirational stories of various characters. The story that impressed me most was Li Na's story. Even though she is the world's top champion, there is so much sadness behind her. A strong life requires paying a price. No one's success can be achieved in one step. This is the biggest revelation I have read in this book. Books, books are the ladder of human progress. Owning a good book can benefit millions. If you want to learn knowledge and principles from books, you must read good books and be able to read. Only in this way can you swim in the sea of ??books, and only in this way can reading become a truly meaningful thing.