Talk about giving a branch of wei

Grab a stack of dictation books and walk through the small flower bed to the classroom. In mid-spring, the grass is pulled, the flowers are blooming, and it seems that you can hear the sound of their popping and growing.

In a flash, a plant jumped into view: green vines, purple flowers, green pods, peeling pods, inside lay four or five small green beans, like a well-behaved baby in the swaddling.

Ha, this is clearly the letterhead written to the earth in the spring: the envelope is a pod, the words are beans, bursting out of the new power, full of love for nature.

What do you call the green vine purple flower green pod? Curious. Quickly pull out your mobile phone and use all kinds of software to identify.

Guess what, guess, my name? Seemed to hear their amusing laughter.

"Click" a sound, prompt recognition results come out: it is "Wei", is "care of each other without acquaintance, long song Huai Cai Wei" Wei!

It turned out to be "Wei", the "Wei" that appeared repeatedly in the poems in the classroom, and those verses blurted out:

Tsevi Tsevi, Wei also stopped. The return is also the end of the year. Therefore, he ordered Dongshanke not to take care of Cewei. Who knows that the lone bamboo Yi Qi Zi is giving Cewei to the empty mountain.

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I remember reading these ancient poems with my children, and one of the children asked: Wei, what is it?

I replied: wild peas. The child asked, "What kind of wild peas are they?"

This, it's really a bit embarrassing for me, because I haven't seen the real thing.

Today, unintentionally, I actually bumped into it, how can I not be excited? Quickly pinch a vine with flowers and pods, and approach the classroom with excitement.

When the children saw me entering the classroom with a plant, they were full of surprise. Teacher, what is this?

I won't tell you first, but we can find the answer from Wang Ji's "Wild Hope", who will memorize this poem?

Donggao Bo Twilight, Leaning on He Yi... Looking at each other without acquaintance, long song Huai Tse-wei.

It's Tsevi's Wei, right?

Yes, let's take a look at this weed: the color of the leaves? The shape of the flower? What does the tender pod look like? Take a look, touch it, feel the feelings.

She handed Wei to the little girl in front of her.

Is this pod similar to the peas we grow at home? So, Wei is a wild pea.

Can that be eaten? A naughty child, asked again.

Absolutely!

Towards the mountain of Wei, Twilight on the mountain of Wei. Years yan wei is also exhausted, what is the hunger to do? Isn't this poem written by Wei to fill the hunger?

I peeled the pods and put the tender beans in the palm of his hand. The little bean lay in his white and chubby hand, and the brakes were cute. What's even more cute is that he threw the little beans into his mouth one by one, and exaggerated his praise while eating: Delicious! Annoyed the other students, full of envy.

I quickly continued to explain: Wei, in ancient times, it was a kind of food!

Tsevi Tsevi, Wei also stopped. The return is also the end of the year. It means that the new shoots of the weeds have grown. Say go home, go home, see that the year is over again.

There is also, "The King of Wu has quelled the chaos of Yin, and the world is under the Emperor Zhou, while Boyi and Shuqi are ashamed, and they do not eat Zhou Su, and hide in the Shouyang Mountains, and caiwei eats them." ”

What's even more interesting is that Dongpo was relegated to Huangzhou and was tormented by homesickness, so he asked his friend to bring the seeds of Wei from Sichuan and sow them in the fields. Su Dongpo was overjoyed, and specially named it "Yuan Xiu Cai", and gave him a poem: "Pi Mei Jun's family dish, paving the field is green and furry." The pods are round and small, and the locust buds are thin and plump. And praised its delicacy: "The fu xiang of the incense, the fragrance of the wei qi." Order wine under salt soy sauce, wisps of orange and ginger shallots. Who knows chickens and dolphins, but fear of emptying."

Because it is a grass and tree plant, we must not forget to write the cursive prefix when writing Wei. This word, can not be wrong again, right? Can you remember what Wei looked like? Can the taste of Wei be remembered?

Remember the poem that Lu Kai wrote to Fan Ye?

Folding flowers and emissaries,

Sent to the Longtou people.

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Talk about giving a branch of spring.

Today, talk about giving a branch of wei, in this spring classroom, to the children who grow like mushrooms.

Unexpectedly, after this lesson, there will be a sequel!

The next day, a child excitedly pulled me to the small flower garden where he found the wild pea wei yesterday, pointed to a lively green plant with red flowers next to it, and said: Teacher, believe it or not, this is the papaya in the "Book of Poetry" that "cast me with a papaya, and repay it with Qiongju"!

How is it possible that papaya is not a melon? How is it a flower?

Seeing the appearance of my questioning, he quickly used the flower recognition software to sweep, the identification result is really: papaya, and there is an explanation: the papaya, peach, and wood plum in the Book of Poetry are all deciduous shrubs (or small trees), rose family, the fruit is oblong oval, yellow and fragrant, steamed or honeyded for consumption, and specially explained: The papaya produced in Guangdong, Guangdong, Fujian, and other places, the full name is papaya, for raw food, and the papaya in the "Book of Poetry" is not the same.

Learning is endless, it turns out that the "vote for me with a papaya, repay it with Qiongju" that often hangs on the lips means that you give me a flower, I send you a piece of jade, instead, you give me a piece of melon, I send you a piece of jade. Did the ancients also think that flowers were more affectionate than melons? Hi, it was so funny, quickly informed the other children in the class of this discovery, the children around the papaya flowers, excited: it turned out that the papaya described in the Book of Verses was next to the path we passed every day.

This discovery is not a wooden report, and some children asked slyly.

It is not only to throw wood to repay Qiong, but also to share the poetry of teachers and students.

Source: Chutian Metropolis Daily (Author: Zheng Huarong)