抚一曲高山流水,倾听花开花落;奏一曲琴月如殇,倾听雁过留声,倾听,让我们感受到自然的无穷韵味。作为班主任的我,在倾听中,感受到了学生的心声。我倾听学生的“怯怯”私语、倾听学生的“喃喃”诉说、倾听学生的“急急”辩解,因为这份用心感受的倾听,生命的四时便有了令人心动的光彩。倾听,让胆怯的孩子得到安全感。老师的目光总是被优秀的学生吸引,而那些默默无闻的孩子,却被我们忽视。 Squirting a mountain stream, listening to the flowers blooming; playing a Qinqianruyi, listen to goose left the sound, listen, let us feel the infinite natural flavor. As a class teacher, I listened to and felt the voice of the students. I listened to the students “cowardice ” whisper, listen to the students “murmur ” tell, listen to the students “hurry ” excuse, because of this attentive listening, four o’clock Heart luster. Listen, let the timid child get a sense of security. The teacher’s eyes are always attracted by outstanding students, while those who are obscure children are ignored by us.