Today, a student thing made me physically and mentally exhausted. At nine o'clock in the evening, I picked up the child and went home, or I got up to tell him a picture book and then went to sleep. Thinking of the recent rise of the Yangtze River, the children are very curious about the whirlpool. Shunshi finds the book and admires Van Gogh's whirlpool together. He sighed: How beautiful! It feels like you're going to suck people in! After reading Van Gogh, I thought that the next lesson in the textbook was just going to talk about Miró, and I also came to understand it first. In fact, from my heart, these paintings I think are quite difficult to understand, and I still think about how to explain them to him. As soon as he saw it, he said, did he draw a Mercury? Next to it is the aura of the planet! There are many, many meteorites... I just found out that I really underestimated him. Miró has always been looking to draw like a child, and it turns out that his paintings can really communicate with children. I began to reflect that I had always felt that he didn't like to draw and was not interested in painting. I also think he doesn't understand a lot of things. But today, it seems that I am shallow, and the children know how to appreciate, but I did not give the right guidance, perhaps without more patience to find him. Looking at these famous paintings, he also has his own views and ideas.
What happened today made me start thinking about how to guide the child, how to make him full of curiosity about the world, maintain a reverence for life, and love the world innocently.
