Teachers in post-90s primary schools in Chongqing do bamboo tube inspection and recite. What other teachers have you seen spot check?

In the past, when we were young, teachers used to randomly check and recite by name. Whoever ordered it has to recite it in front of the whole class on the podium, and if he can't recite it, he will be punished for washing the toilet, hahahaha. Many people are asking whether it is meaningful to recite ancient poems. My answer is meaningful, because I can't remember many things after graduation for so many years, but I still remember those beautiful ancient poems, especially when I see the beautiful scenery in front of me, often that poem jumps out, and you will know how great the ancients are. At that time, I didn't think this poem had so much to do with the situation at that time. I didn't think the imagination of the ancients was really endless until I saw it today, so I think poetry is really endless.

Why don't students like reciting poems? Actually, it's not that students don't like reciting poems. They don't like anything that they find boring. They can match some lines from TV series, but they don't want to recite poems because they feel meaningless.

Therefore, I personally think that if students want to recite ancient poetry, they first need Chinese teachers to have certain attainments in ancient poetry, and they can guide students to feel the beauty of ancient poetry through situational teaching. I feel that this thing is a treasure of human beings and let them go in and willingly carry it. I think this may be the best way. Of course, many students actually can't feel that kind of beauty, and they may not feel it under the heavy tasks of junior high school.

So at this time, I still have to adopt the oldest method, that is task-based recitation. If I don't finish my grades, I will be punished, so the students will write it down. That's what I wrote down myself, but today I thank the teacher for letting me remember those things, because when I see the desert, all I can think of is the lonely smoke in the desert, and the long river sets the yen, not how big the desert is.