Zhang Guangming stood on the side of the road outside the village, looking at the lush and strong fields of the field, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart:

The crops seem to be spiritual plants—in the spring breeze, they will show the villagers a variety of colorful beauty; In the summer heat, they will confide in the villagers about their scorching and anxious suffering; In the autumn fan donation, they will sigh to the villagers for the loss of red and red; In the midst of the blizzard winds, they will play lamentations to the villagers.

When he passed by his parents' house on his way back from outside the village, he happened to meet his sister returning from school, and saw her skillfully paddling the circle of her wheelchair with both hands to the door.

His eldest brother hurriedly stepped forward and pushed his sister's wheelchair into the door of his parents.

When the parents saw their eldest son coming, they greeted them with a happy smile.

The parents gave the eldest son and daughter a bowl of pimple soup made of sorghum noodles.

Daddy smiled and said in unison, "Guangming, Guangyan, you two hurry up and wash your hands and have lunch." ”

Zhang Guangyan replied with a smile and a mysterious expression, Mom and Dad eat first, I still have something to tell my eldest brother.

Zhang Guangming smiled and thanked his parents politely and said: I won't eat here, Mom and Dad, you can eat quickly. Wen Yaniang must have cooked the meal, she is waiting for me to go back to eat at home.

The younger sister smiled and took the eldest brother's hand and said, "Brother, hurry up and come to my inner room to see something, I want to surprise the eldest brother!"

Zhang Guangming looked at his sister with anticipation and curiosity.

The younger sister rowed into her own room in a wheelchair, rowed the wheelchair to the table, and pointed to the carving on the table for the eldest brother to see.

Zhang Guangming saw that his sister's table was full of gourd paintings of various flowers, birds, insects and fish that were beautifully carved by hand.

She picked up a gourd painting carved with a particularly realistic and delicate carving from the table, and with a proud expression on her face, she handed it to her eldest brother with both hands.

She said: Big brother, hurry up and see that I not only carved the vigorous and lush green bamboo on the gourd, but also wrote a poem you wrote to me next to it.

Zhang Guangming was very surprised when he saw it, and sighed: "The bamboo carved by my sister on the gourd, just like the real thing, the trunk grows as much as possible, and the bamboo leaves on the clouds are very lush, showing the infinite power of wanting to rise into the clouds positively, and it looks majestic and upright." Very good, very good! ”

He couldn't put it down and held it in the palm of his hand, watched it carefully, and sure enough, next to the bamboo carved by his sister, there was also an inspirational poem he wrote to his sister:

Hard work pays off

The winter period is frosty and cold, and the snow lotus is fragrant.

What is there to fear from a thousand hammers, rough iron is quenched and forged into steel.

The bitter wind and rain have been tasted, and the rainbow is woven into a colorful costume.

Bamboo grass chases the dream of the sky, and reaches the clouds to catch the sun.

Persuade you not to waste time, hard work can eventually create brilliance!

When Zhang Guangming saw this poem, he recalled that when his sister was in junior high school, she was often ridiculed and ridiculed by the naughty students in the class, saying that she was an ugly lame duck with broken wings, and that she was a small bamboo grass with broken branches. So she couldn't stand being teased like that, so she became pessimistic and misanthropic.

She said that she was a small bamboo grass that was discriminated against, and she chose to commit suicide several times, but fortunately, her parents found her in time, and sent her to the township health center again and again, and asked the doctor to rescue her, only to take her back from the "hands of death." ”

But since then, my sister's spirit has been sluggish, depressed, and depressed.

So I wrote this poem of persuasion to my sister with poetic words.

My sister looked at the poem written to her by her eldest brother every day, and gradually jumped out of the abyss of pain.

Zhang Guangming thought back to this, he turned his face, and looked at his current sister again, she blinked her eyes and asked with a smile: Big brother, give me an evaluation, how did I carve? Listening to this question, her face was full of accomplishment. It shows that she is lively and cute.

Zhang Guangming couldn't help but give his sister a thumbs up.

He smiled approvingly.

When he saw the poem carved by his sister on the gourd, the font was handsome and free, so he praised again: "My sister carved it really well!" ”

My sister said: "I want to engrave this poem on a gourd, engraved in my heart, and let it always inspire my sister to grow!" ”

After listening to his sister's words, the eldest brother patted her on the shoulder and said happily, "My sister has finally grown up!" ”

After Zhang Guangming had lunch, he went to inspect the crops that had not been inspected.

As he prepared to set off from home, he did not forget to carry a large old cloth bag used to pick cotton, which the villagers of Muyehua Village called the cotton bag.

Every day, he would pick up some wild vegetables and weeds, as well as wild Chinese medicinal herbs, etc., and put them in this cotton pocket.

Wild vegetables are boiled or fried by the family, wild grasses are left for poultry to eat, and Chinese herbs are dried and sold for money.

Today he felt that the sky had suddenly darkened, so he raised his head and saw the dark clouds in the sky rolling towards the west, and he knew that it was about to rain again.

When he passed by the river, he saw that there were many white grass roots growing on the riverbank, and he uprooted them, and with one right hand, he quickly shook off the sand from them.

Then he took off the flower pocket that he was carrying cross-body, and took off the thin leaves of the white grass roots, put them in this flower bag, and took them home to feed the pigs.

He looked at the bare white grass roots left, and smiled happily.

As soon as he got home, he smiled and held up the long white grass roots to show him the bright and lovely children.

As soon as the three sisters saw it, they immediately came around, clapped their hands again, and jumped up and shouted: Dad is here with "sugar bars", bring "sugar bars"! They each stretched out their hands, their eyes impatient.

Zhang Guangming asked the children to compare it and see what it looks like.

The three daughters scrambled to answer:

"Like worms."

"Like snakes.

"Like white ropes."

Every time, whenever there is something delicious or fun, Zhang Guangming will let the child answer such and such questions.

He wants children to have fun eating and playing on weekdays, and never forget to study diligently.

Usually, when they are tasting delicious wild fruits or playing, Zhang Guangming will make up his own fables to make his daughters laugh.

He also asks enlightening questions, who can tell us what this fable tells us?

Children will find and explore the true meaning of life in fables.

The little girls will answer different answers.

Are the children right? Zhang Guangming will praise it, but what about the wrong answer? He'll correct it.

Not to mention, Zhang Guangming's method will invisibly allow children to consciously explore knowledge.

Xiao Wenjie cried wow, and Li Yue'e just made dinner.

She hurriedly walked out of the kitchen and said with a smile, "Look at the three girls!" Let your dad wash and eat again, or you will have worms in your stomach if you eat something unhygienic. I'm going to see what the little girl is crying again? ”

The girls all widened their eyes and asked in surprise: What? If you eat it, will worms really grow in your stomach?

Zhang Guangming hurriedly replied: "Yes, your mother is right, don't eat it first, look at the soil on the roots of this white grass, you have to pay attention to hygiene, otherwise there will really be worms in your stomach." ”

The children rushed to wash their hands.

The father said, "I'll take the white grass root to the kitchen and wash it immediately, and I'll let you eat it right away." ”

Because Zhang Guangming knows this kind of white grass root, in this poor and poor life, the children regard it as a delicacy.

The girl washed her hands in a panic and scrambled to follow her father to the kitchen.

The big girl Zhang Wenya immediately took a water scoop and walked to the water tank, scooped a spoon of clear water, and poured it into a basin.

Dad bent down and shook the white grass roots, and the pot immediately turned into yellow mixed soup.

He fished out the white grass roots, and his second daughter Zhang Wenhui hurriedly took the basin of dirty water and poured it into the vegetable field in front of the door.

Wen Ya took the sand that sank in the basin and washed it twice more with clean water for her father.

The third daughter, Zhang Wenjun, looked at Bai Maogen with straight eyes, she couldn't wait, she reached out and was about to grab it.

Zhang Guangming held it up all of a sudden, and said, "Don't rob it, Dad is not partial to anyone, and each of you will be given four pieces." ”

The three girls each took the food handed by their father, took it and stuffed it into their mouths, they chewed on the verdant and tried to suck the sweet juice.

The sweet taste of "sugar water" in this white grass root makes the children feel happy.

Zhang Guangming was right.

Sure enough, there was a rumbling thunder in the sky.

Then came the rain that crackled on the ground, the rain on the trees, on the washbasins, like a prelude to summer.

After lunch, Zhang Guangming's children begged him one by one to teach them to carve Uncle Lei Feng's head onto the gourd.

Because during this period of time, Zhang Guangming has always let all the villagers learn from Lei Feng's selfless dedication to serving the people wholeheartedly.

Everyone in Muyehua Village does good deeds and is good at helping others.

The actions of Makinohua Village have led all villages in the county to follow suit.

For a time, vigorously in all villages in the county, there was also an upsurge of good deeds.

Zhang Guangming was also praised by his superiors for this incident.

He was very pleased that the people of the county were eager to worship goodness and learn goodness, so he was also very happy.

Adults and children are well known about Lei Feng's advanced deeds, and he is really a household name.

While teaching his three daughters to carve the idol in the people's minds, Lei Feng, he told the children the story of Lei Feng's service to the people.

The children all said that from now on, they should learn from Uncle Lei Feng to be a good person and do good deeds.

Dad smiled and boasted, "You are all good children of Mom and Dad." To be a man is to be like Lei Feng, to be a good person who helps others and does good! ”

The children still felt unfinished, pestering their father to sing "Learning from Lei Feng's Good Example" composed by Hong Yuan and composed by Sheng Mao, a popular song for them to listen to.

So Zhang Guangming began to sing: Learn from Lei Feng's good example, be loyal to the revolution and the party...... Hardship and simplicity will never be forgotten, and I am willing to be the screw of the revolution......

He sang a line, and the children learned it from their father.

They learned the popular song after only three times.

The children were jumping and jumping, "Oh, I've learned to sing!" ”

Zhang Guangming also smiled happily when he saw his daughter's elated appearance.

It is the nature of children to love to play, and these three little girls of Zhang Zhishu's family are no exception.

Outside, the rain was getting heavier and heavier.

Zhang Guangming couldn't sit still, so he took a raincoat, changed into rain boots and said, "I'll go and see how the houses of those poor families are doing?" ”

The children asked their father, who was about to go out, "Dad, shall we play riddles for a while, and then play for something else?" ”

Zhang Guangming said with a smile: "Ah." With that, he hurried out of the house.

The eldest sister Zhang Wenya made a riddle and asked the two younger sisters to guess.

"The doll wears green clothes and sleeps in a two-pointed boat. I'm not afraid of moon milk, I'm afraid of the sun. Wen Ya said with interest.

The two sisters blinked, thinking about it.

The eldest sister Wen Hui said: "It's beans." ”

My sister nodded.

Wen Ya said to the eldest sister: "This riddle is not difficult for you Wen Hui, but for the second sister Wen Jun, it is not so easy to guess the correct answer." ”

"Eldest sister, don't say such things, you say the next one, I'm sure I can guess it." Wen Jun said a little unconvinced.

"A round ball, mother gives warmth, twenty-one days to come, come out and chirp." The two younger sisters were thinking hard. Wenya asked again, "Tell me quickly, what's your name?" ”