下午第一节课,我环视全班,发现大家似乎有些困顿。我一如既往翻开教案,目光不经意瞥到了讲台右角横躺着的一根裂开的竹教鞭,倏地,一道灵光闪过脑海。我合上教案,轻轻慢慢地拿起教鞭,前伸、竖高、横摆,目光在教鞭上来来回回了好几个旋儿,像凝望着一幅世界名画。孩子们睁大眼睛,疑惑着盯着我和那根破教鞭,不知我葫芦里卖的什么药?“请仔细地观察一下这根普普通通的教鞭,谁能描述一下它的外貌?”我边说边在黑 The first lesson in the afternoon, I looked around the class and found that everyone seemed a bit sleepy. As I always did, I turned to the lesson plan and glanced over my eyes at a cracked bamboo pointer lying on the right corner of the podium. I closed the lesson plan, gently pick up the pointer slowly, the forehead, vertical high, yawning, eyes on the whistle back and forth for several spinners, like staring at a world famous painting. Children wide-eyed, wondering staring at me and that broken root pointer, I do not know what medicine to sell my gourd? “” Please carefully observe this common pointer, who can describe its appearance? "I say while in black