Analysis of the teaching materials:
This is a beautiful text that both celebrates nature and expresses emotions through objects. The text is relatively short and shallow, but the mood of the rain is shown in the article in the right way, with a strong pictorial beauty and lyrical beauty, but also has a great connotation, is more ideal to reflect the ? It is an ideal way to reflect the magic of nature. It is an ideal article to reflect the magic of nature. Its beautiful language gives a fresh and deep impression, and is a model for students to learn language.
Teaching Objectives:
1, analyze the different characteristics of the rain in the four seasons, and appreciate the author's ideological feelings about the rain
2, so that students can feel the beauty of the article's language, the beauty of the picture, and learn to seize the characteristics of the scene description method.
3, learning to appreciate the method, improve the students' ability to appreciate.
Teaching Focus:
Instructing students to apply the methods of describing scenery into practice
Teaching Difficulties:
Appreciate the beauty of the article's picture, appreciate the author's delicate brushwork, and cultivate the students' ability to grasp the characteristics of the scene description.
Teaching Methods
1, self-reading method: the combination of teacher instruction and student self-reading, to experience the author's thoughts and feelings.
2, recitation method: reading with music, combining teacher training with student recitation, paying attention to the tone and rhythm of the recitation, and deepening understanding with recitation.
3. Exploration method: mobilize students' enthusiasm, guide them to develop their own associations and imagination, and raise questions and explore issues.
Arrangement of lesson time:
1 hour
Teaching Steps:
I. Introduction of the new lesson:
There is a piece of music with no notes, and only the people who listen carefully understand its lyrics. The lyrics of the song, little by little, played a happy and harmonious melody, it does not need those notes on the score, this is the rain, it is like a song, like a poem, like a painting, spring rain soft, summer rain fierce, autumn rain cool, winter rain calm, a variety of rain moisturizes everything is also moisturizing the soul. Known as the king of Chinese lyric poetry, contemporary poet Liu Zhanqiu's beautiful article "The Four Seasons of Rain" is such a four-season rain song.
Today, let's **** with him into the picturesque article, to appreciate the beauty of the language, the beauty of the mood of the article.
Second, the basic knowledge:
1, the author: Liu Zhan zh?n autumn, contemporary poet. 1935 October born. Wuhu City, Anhui Province. He is the author of the collections of poems "written on the letterhead of early spring", "warm feelings", "the joy of life", and was once hailed as ? King of Contemporary Lyric Poetry?
2, word accumulation:
quiet high remote guesting
duh, rough rough pool border
a vein of love thoughts veins containing feelings
clear: m? mǐao l? duō guǎng q? m?i m?
Three, the overall perception, appreciation and analysis:
1, students according to the content of the pre-course preview read the text to talk about their feelings, have a preliminary understanding of the text.
生1：我读这篇文章完全被她的美丽感染了，这是雨吗？ More like a fluttering beautiful girl, gentle, passionate, unrestrained, subtle, I love the rain, like the author, love deep!
生2：作者以雨为原料，以情为酵母，在心的酒窖中酿出一坛美酒，刚一开封，那芳香就扑面而来，醉倒了我们的苍白而干枯的生命，沉淀出生命醇香而诱人的味道，这种美是无法用语言表達的，需要我们用心灵去感悟
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Teacher: In this hurried world, who can abandon the earthly distractions? We do not have to wait for the cycle of seasons, even if the cold wind outside the window, we can hitchhike to the Sea of Hearts to see the rain, to go there do not need a ticket, but you need to bring a sincere, optimistic backpack and a pair of innocent glasses, the Sea of Hearts of the rain is very beautiful: there is a spring rain fluttering there, there is a summer rain dash, there is a fall rain gurgling there, and there is a flurry of winter rain, which is the rain of the extreme, and of course, is the ultimate in life.
2, music up teacher teacher reading paragraph 1, 2, please read aloud the rest of the paragraphs. Think and find out the words that reflect the different characters of the four seasons of rain.
3. What are the characteristics of the rain in each of the four seasons? Reference Answer (no need to force consistency):
Clarify: Spring rain: gentle, fine and sweet
Summer rain: warm, rough and unrestrained
Autumn rain: calm, dignified and mature
Winter rain: natural, calm and pure
4. Which one of these four beauties do you like the most? Please talk about your opinion. Tip: you can speak freely from the emotional mood, language expression, rhetorical use and other aspects
For example: the spring rain in the picture of the bud drops of water beads and the girl's tears as compared to the tears of the girl, that it is more delicate than the tears of the girl, so that the natural phenomenon of the original blandness of the human form and emotion. A drop of water is still so charming, then the flower? That spring rain under the spring? Must be more beautiful and touching!
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(Teachers should give students enough time to think and communicate, so that we really enter the beauty of the scenery, so as to feel the beauty of the language, the beauty of the picture, but also to teach students to appreciate the method, improve the ability to appreciate.)
Clear:
a? The tree opens especially bright eyes? Write the tree alive, personified.? Particularly bright? Vivid image of the trees have just awakened from the winter, the trunk of the yellow green, young leaves sprouted when the kind of vivid vitality, used for chic novelty.
The author of the second winter rain picture compares the snow scene to ? A clean and sharp woodcut? harvested fields.
Three he compares the autumn rain to ? It also seems to be like a 'mother' who has married and given birth to a child?
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5, please read the first and last two paragraphs together, to experience the author's thoughts and feelings.
Clarification: the author through the visualization of the description of the rain, write a kind and lovely, which actually sent the author's praise and love of rain, showing the author's love of life and nature.
Teacher: What kind of writing technique is this?
生：首尾尾呼应。 The end of the ? Ah, always beautiful and make people love the rain ah! The rain was emphasized once again. The first is that it's a beautiful rain. and their own love of rain, to express the desire and love of rain.
Teacher: the emotional tone of the whole text, but also through the whole text of an emotional clue is what?
生：? I like the rain. Clean and sharp opening point, open the door.
6, Mr. Liu Zhanqiu with his natural and wonderful tone, full of deep feelings of ink, deep and unique observation, for us to describe the different images of the four seasons of rain. Imagine again, as a person who can so delicately appreciate the character of the rain around, the author should have what kind of a bosom? Which writer do you think is like the one you know?
(Note: the answer here is flexible and varied, emphasizing divergent thinking, students can answer, such as Li Lewei, Ximurong, etc., as long as the same point of speech ****, words can be justified.)
Four, the beauty of reading the article, taste the emotion:
The author used the words to give us a touchable, friendly and lovely rain of the heart. We are like the author, the rain also love deep, sincere love! Express your feelings through the beautiful reading of the text.
Read aloud to guide:
Strong, robust, generous, powerful? Strong and thick
Mournful, lingering, euphemistic, delicate? Weak and slow
Vast, empty, meandering? Long and soothing
Hurried, agitated, narrow? Short and sharp
Elegant, joyful, lively, relaxed, clean? Bright, round, full
Music up 1, free recitation, sense of taste;
2, enthusiastic reading, sublimation of feelings.
Fifth, writing practice:
The author of the delicate strokes will be a variety of landscape features described in the best, the following let's learn the article in the writing techniques to write a familiar landscape, a paragraph or a sentence, as long as the language is beautiful, the image of the depiction is our biggest gain!
(students write, read 3-5, slightly comment)
Six, Summary:
What a beautiful text! In the author's pen without the life of the tree vibrant, without the emotion of the flower gesture shy, without the sound of the growth of the rustle, no taste of the air overflowing with fragrance. This beauty comes from nature, the author with delicate strokes, beautiful words to tell us about the four seasons of rain. They are full of warmth and even passion by the author of the emotional, personified, a pen of God dyed the four seasons, a pen of flowers to write live all things. As long as we use our hearts to realize life, we will also find? Beauty? Around us!
Seven, homework:
1, the text is very clear, please follow the structure of the text to? The four seasons? for the topic (fill in the appropriate words on the line), write a composition outline.
2, the collection of ancient poems describing rain, words preferably idioms written in a notebook, and can understand the meaning and appropriate use.
3, in the weekly notebook to accumulate a similar beautiful, comparative appreciation of its writing techniques, language expression, etc., to improve language expression, appreciation and writing ability.
[Attachment: Issued to the students to accumulate the information]
Approaching the world of rain
I. Poetry and famous lines about the rain:
1 Good rain knows the time of the year, when spring is happening. The winds are silent, and the rain is silent. The path of the clouds are all black, the river boat fire is only bright. The first time I saw the red wet place, flowers heavy Jin Guancheng. The first is the "The Flowering of Jin Guan Cheng". Tang Dynasty (618-907) Du Fu "Spring Night Joyful Rain"
2 thousands of warblers cry green and red, water village mountain Guo wine flag wind. In the South Dynasty, there are four hundred and eighty temples, and many buildings in the smoke and rain.
? Tang? Du Fu, "Jiangnan Spring"
3 Ching Ming Festival rain has, the road pedestrians want to break their souls. I'd like to ask you where there are taverns. The shepherd boy pointed to the village of apricot blossoms.
? Tang? Du Mu "Qingming"
4 yellow plum season rain, grass pond everywhere frogs.
The first time I saw the movie, I had a date and I didn't come in the middle of the night, so I played chess and dropped the lanterns.
5 Yi Qingduan, the rain on the morning of Wei Cheng, the guest house green willow color new.
We advise you to drink a cup of wine, and then go out to the west without an old friend.
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Tang? Han Yu "early spring to present the Ministry of Water Zhang eighteen members outside"
7 spring sleep does not realize the dawn, everywhere heard the crowing birds, the sound of wind and rain at night, the flowers fall to know how much.
? Tang? Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn"
Two modern poems about rain
One
Margin is the initial cloud in the lonesome sky
Through the vicissitudes of life
Converging into falling rain
Dashing raindrops
Drenched with a bit of memories
For the sake of getting wet, I said that I forgot to bring my raincovers
I'm not sure what to say. >
Two
The pouring rain
is a declaration of love by thunder and lightning
with the roar of thunder and lightning
The hard line of rain
is pushed and jumps down aggrievedly
like a crystal that has been stretched out and made icy clear
Three
The rain is a sign of the past and the beginning of the future
All the cowardice and cowardice is driven away from me. All the timid and cowardly are driven under the roof
The rain pours down and overturns your anger
Open the umbrella of my soul
Lower your posture and let it wash away
Open the happy and painful memories of all my memories
Four
The wind says that the rain is a teardrop of the sky
It crashes all around with its soft and fluffy streams
It smashes at the end of the glass and finds its way to the end of the glass. > Smashing at the end of the glass to find a place to slide down
Finding the damp heart in the cracks
Suddenly wanting to evaporate from the memory
So open your heart and look forward to the sunrise
Five
The rain is broken by the frogs calling out their moods
The creeks caressing the toes
One by one, licking them carefully
Like the
● The breeze blew, the rain curtain slanting, like a fine silk running to the grass, trees, walls.
● Rain sprinkled down, all kinds of flowers and plants on the leaves are condensed with a crystal water droplets.
● The rain came down from the sky like ten thousand silver threads, and the eaves of the houses fell in rows of droplets, like beautiful beaded curtains.
● Outside the window was drizzling, drops of drizzle, as if accompanied by a small dance, I could not help but be seduced by the world outside the window.
● Raindrops rolled down the stems of the grass, a drop drilled into the soil, and a drop drilled into the mouth of the grass and could not be found.
● Raindrops fell on my head and body, I tilted my face upward, closed my eyes, opened my mouth and tasted the drops, and all of a sudden, I felt as if I had grown a lot more under the drizzle.
●Thunder rumbled, and the rain kept falling like beads on a broken string.
●The rain poured down incessantly, and the rainwater that flowed down from the eaves of the houses gathered into a small stream on the street.
● The rain came down from the sky so frantically that the dark sky looked like it was about to collapse.
● The wind chased the rain, the rain chased the wind, the wind and the rain united to chase the dark clouds in the sky, and the whole heaven and earth were in the midst of rain.
● Rain, like millions of silver threads floating down from heaven.
●The rain, falling silently and noiselessly, is like the silver threads spat out by countless silkworms. Ten million thin threads, swirling in mid-air, confused and diffuse light veil, draped in black oil fields.
● The sky rolled in a mass of dark clouds, an instant downpour, from the sky.
● The rain fell from the sky like silk, the raindrops were so small, the rain curtains were so dense, and the mountains were covered with a cicada-like white veil.
●The rain is very thin, very sheer, like the willow flakes floating in the spring time.
● Rain is the most unusual, a moment is three or two days. Don't be annoyed. Look, like cow hair, like flower needle, like fine silk, densely woven diagonally, the roof of the house is covered with a layer of thin smoke. But the leaves of the trees are so green that they shine, and the grass is so green that it forces your eyes. In the evening, on the lamp, a little yellow light, baked a piece of this quiet and peaceful night. In the countryside, on the path, by the stone bridge, holding up an umbrella slowly walking people; there are farmers working in the field, wearing a straw raincoat, wearing a hat. Their grass houses, sparse in the rain silence.
Fourth, about the rain of the beautiful essay:
"The remnants of the lotus listening to the rain"
The rain fell, the autumn wind, the lotus pond behind the yard has long since disappeared from the previous day's hustle and bustle, the bugs do not scream, the birds are also less. The company's website has been updated with the latest information about the company's products and services, and the company's website has been updated with the latest information about its products. Lotus flowers have long faded, dry lotus branches if the thin bones of the old man still standing in the water. The bank of the willow tree also did not see green leaves, from time to time floating down one or two pieces of dead leaves. I don't know who blew down the dead leaves, October autumn wind like scissors. In the cold wind and rain, how much prosperity as a dream, once a thousand colors, gone with the wind. When I look back, it's like a cloud of smoke. I don't know when the summer has left me, the fragrance of the flowers, the rainstorm came to hit the lotus leaves on the thumping sound, have been far away. Rain gradually big, as fog, or thick or light, fall rain is not as intense as the summer rain, she is as light as a veil, cover your eyes, she is as light as a light smoke, let you smell and tasteless. Can not see the road in front of you, can only walk slowly along the pond, in the past the lush green grass in the trampling became light off, rain covered in the above, walk up some slippery. Light rain on the lotus leaves, as silkworms eating mulberry leaves, rustling, sometimes tight, sometimes soothing, and as a piece of beautiful music, marveling at nature to create such beautiful music. Fine rain is still flying, just like life is always haggard, from the lush lotus leaves to the thin bones of the dead branches, from the stormy summer to the autumn of the dead leaves. Still have to go through the snowy cold winter, the beating heart still exists, to the lotus flowers when the sound of rain is still the same. It can withstand the storms and endure the cold winters. ? Out of the mud without dyeing, Maundy and not demon, in the straight outside, no branches, incense far benefit Qing, pavilion planting, can be seen from afar and can not be desecrated play. When we look back at the past heart more or less some melancholy, some disillusionment, some remembrance. Life is a play, played all the sadness and happiness, sweet and sour. Often look back at the past, but also often imagine the future, many years later we will be dying. When all the hope with the exhaustion of life and the decline and disappearance of the time, whether there will be regret. The journey of life is not a smooth one, there are successes and joys, there are failures and sorrows. If we have a beating heart that still exists, then we can walk through the fall of the dead leaves, walk through the snowy winter, can still see the lotus flowers in full bloom.
Jiangnan rain and smoke
Jiangnan rain and smoke, is the ink painting rendering, layer by layer penetration, but not silt. Look at the rain of jiangnan, is to appreciate the far-reaching ink of eight mountain man, bathe in the rain and smoke of jiangnan, people are in the landscape of huangbinhong.
Jiangnan rain, is a magical color brush, in the spring cold season, it will point green river bank of golden willow, so that they put on a hazy green veil, so as to do the bride in the sunset. Jiangnan rain and smoke, in the spring is thick, remind the curtain people, look at the green fat and red thin, do not teach no flowers when the empty branches, a waste of good times.
Jiangnan rain, full of poetry, full of pictures. Sometimes she is as fine as a faint cow hair, sometimes as fine as in autumn and winter, the lake rising mist, but wet with apricot blossom rain, in the blowing face of the willow wind, and so wet, wet as Hetian jade, wet as egg whites, wet your heart intoxicated. Look at it, this Jiangnan rain, in the spring of the red apricot branches, in the farmer's hat under a straw raincoat, in the turquoise even the tip of the sky Fangfei.
Jiangnan rain and smoke, full of sentiment, full of care, let a person in love. Only in the Jiangnan rain and smoke, will interpret the Liang Zhu eighteen miles to send each other, only in the Jiangnan rain, there will be people cover the sigh of the ancient song "hairpin phoenix", and only in the Jiangnan rain, only a thousand feet deep Peach Blossom Pond water, will beckon in the rain and smoke in the apricot wine flag, will be in the rain and smoke in the shepherd boy piccolo.
The rain and smoke of Jiangnan ah, how many talented and beautiful people you have nurtured? You are so sentimental ah, Junshan bamboos, is your point of tears, E Huang and Ying, is the embodiment of your elves, how many buildings in the rain and smoke, is the red silk thread you hold hands for people who love each other.
In the green as blue river, looking for your trail, in the bamboo forest of the path, follow your footsteps, in the Nga Zhai lying listening to your voice, the sound of the true feelings of the world.
Jiangnan rain and smoke, is the heaven sprinkled to the earth's immortal dew, where there is no shopping malls in the Yu Yu I guile, no officialdom in the fight, there is no marketplace in the vulgarity and stupidity, there is no tycoon crazy, there is no food is not wrapped up in the sadness of the people. Wandering in the rain and smoke in Jiangnan, and then there is no more life in the exhaustion, will feel the slanting sunshine pulse, long flowing water of the paradise!
Jiangnan rain, my red face! How can I lock up this river of smoke and rain?