"________The Most Beautiful"

The most beautiful thing in my heart

Teacher Liu of the first-year class had a throat operation and was unable to continue teaching Chinese in the short term. The school decided that I would take over the teaching position for the first-year class. What I was doing was an experiment in the new curriculum reform. Before, I could only listen to the lectures and see other people’s experiences. This time was a good time for me to directly gain experience in the new curriculum reform, so I prepared my lessons very seriously and tried my best to incorporate my own experience into it. Combine accumulation with practical teaching to explore the best and most effective teaching model for the new curriculum reform.

In the process of full-scale research, I had an unexpected harvest. My pharyngitis recurred again, and it was very difficult for me to speak and lecture. However, when I was in class, I found that these children were surprisingly sensible and listened to the class seriously. I was really relieved that the children were so cute. After class, I was sitting in the office correcting my homework. Suddenly a little boy appeared in front of me. He was holding something tightly in his two little hands, and with his big eyes open, he said to me: "Teacher, this is for you." He put the things in his hands on the desk, turned around and ran away. At this time, I saw clearly that what he left on the table was a box of grass coral lozenges. At this time, I felt extremely uneasy. Such a young child would actually care about me. For such a substitute teacher, I feel that children are the most beautiful rainbow in our hearts as teachers.

I think each of our teachers may have experienced this kind of thing, and everyone will have the same feeling as me: What reasons do we have for not taking more care of our students; what reasons do we have for not putting all our energy into and devote themselves enthusiastically to educational work; what reason is there not to carry out the curriculum reform to the end and truly do what we can for the healthy and happy growth of students?

Mom, you are the most beautiful in my heart!

Mom, you have never had a tall body or profound knowledge, but you have perseverance and kindness that your daughter admires. You are just an ordinary farmer, working at sunrise and living at sunset. Every day's work is busy and tedious housework. You have not given up or complained, you just do it silently every day.

Spring is here, the time for spring plowing is here, and you have more work to do. In the morning, after tidying up the yard, you hurried out. In the field, the dew wets your clothes, and the mud rolls up your trouser legs. You ignore it, you ignore it, you just keep your head down and work blindly. When you see the garden covered with green, you smile.

In summer, people’s irritable sighs and tireless cicadas echoed in the countryside. You did not put down your work, but became busier and busier. You did the work in the fields and took good care of the livestock at home. It was you who washed the dirty clothes that daunted me. I saw you by the river, with your back bent very low, your neat hair a little messy by the wind, and your face showing kindness and kindness. I really wish I could grow up soon and be able to help you more.

In autumn, my orange orchard has a great harvest, with lots of fruits. You picked all the fruits from the mountain. You never cried out about tiredness or bitterness. Your clothes were soaked with sweat and your shoes were worn out. You didn't care, you carried the heavy burden shoulder by shoulder, and you always had a smile on your face.

Winter is coming, the cold wind is howling, your rough hands are split and bloody, and they are still red from the cold, but you pick up the needlework and do it so dexterously. There is not enough feed for the pigs and sheep, so you have to go up the mountain to cut grass and come back to make them fat and strong.

Mom, I have a poem to sing to you: In the dark cave/I fell asleep for a long time/Dream of green trees and blue sky/Your fragrance and the singing of birds/You appear completely At that time/my eyes were filled with radiance/like a miracle/you were holding me gently/my whole body was like an electric current. My dear mother, you are the most beautiful in nature, you are the most beautiful in nature. I will always love you and I will always praise you!

Language is the voice of a nation. From a large perspective, promoting Mandarin and speaking Mandarin well is the need for our motherland to stand among the nations of the world; from a small perspective, it is a matter of different regions and different cultural backgrounds. The need for people to communicate with each other.

Please think about it, around us, are there not enough jokes caused by the Southern accent and the trouble caused by the language barrier?

For example, there was a northerner who came to the south but knew nothing about Mandarin. One day, when he was crossing the bridge, he accidentally dropped one of his shoes into the river. He shouted: "Ah! My child (shoes)!" At this time, a passerby happened to pass by. As soon as the passerby heard the cry of the northerner, he thought that his child had fallen into the river and hurriedly I jumped into the river to save the "child", but after fishing for a long time, I couldn't find it. It wasn't until another knowledgeable northerner came that the matter was settled...

I'm still in the book I have seen such a story: an old man in Anxi who returned to his hometown to visit relatives, because he did not know how to speak Mandarin, the conductor misunderstood "Anxi" as "Jiangxi". After getting on the train, the old man still clutched the train ticket to Jiangxi tightly, muttering to himself: "Everything has increased in price now, even taking a train is so expensive..." As soon as the train arrived at the station, the old man was dumbfounded. Everything was unfamiliar before him. He was in this unfamiliar place and couldn't understand the language. The poor old man was so anxious that tears fell down. Fortunately, a kind man took the old man to the police station, which took a lot of effort. I finally found out where the old man lived, and then I sent him home safely...

Here, I couldn't help but think of myself. I was born in a small county, and my knowledge of Mandarin was very shallow when I was a child. It was my mother who taught me how to speak Mandarin. Later, I went to school and worked hard to become fluent in Mandarin.