那是一个大雾天,同学们都说:“有雾的早晨真美!”我觉得这是个好机会,于是,趁热打铁地问同学们:“想不想把你们刚才看到的、感受到的交流一下呢?”我刚说完,就有同学站起来了。有的说,雾悄无声息地在我身旁流淌;有的说,雾就像白色的小精灵,到处流窜。有一个同学描绘得更精彩,他绘声绘色地说:“首先太阳占了上风,雾调兵遣将将太阳团团围住,果然,太阳成了手下败将。这时的太阳可比往常可爱多了,它就像一个刚出炉的大饼挂在天空。太阳沉静了,像在等待时机,雾兵散漫起来,太阳冲出重围,发出了往日的光亮。”当时课堂气氛很热烈,大家都谈了自己的感受。作为老师,我都觉得自己的感受和想象远不及学生丰富。我并没有给学生过多的指导,孩子们自己的想象便流出了 It was a foggy day, and the classmates said: “The beautiful foggy morning!” I think this is a good opportunity, so I asked my classmates for help: “Do you want to feel what you just saw and feel Exchange it? ”I just finished, there are students stood up. Some said that the fog quietly flows beside me; some say that the fog is like a white elf, running around. One of his classmates portrayed it as more brilliant: “At first the sun has the upper hand, and the fog and the sun will encircle it. Sure enough, the sun has become a defeated man. The sun can be more lovely than usual, It is like a freshly baked cake hanging in the sky.The sun is quiet, like waiting for the opportunity, the fog soldiers scattered together, the sun out of the siege, issued a past glory. ”At that time the atmosphere was very warm classroom, we all talked about Own feelings. As a teacher, I feel my feelings and imagination are far behind those of students. I did not give students too much guidance, the children’s own imagination will flow out