How do you feel about reading Ding Limei's works?

I often read Ding Limei's words in Reader or Youth Digest and Yilin, and I am always easily moved by his delicate brushwork and warm narration. The following is my comment on Ding Limei's works, I hope you like it!

Reflections on Ding Limei's Works (I)

The first time I read Ding Limei's prose was by accident. First of all, I was attracted by the unconventional theme of the article. I read the content carefully, fresh and natural, and I feel very warm. I liked it very much, so I carefully cut out the article and carefully collected it. I will take it out and read it carefully in a few days, and cherish the author Ding Limei in my heart from now on. She must be a woman with natural hands and delicate feelings to write such fresh and elegant words. Because of my concern, I often find her prose in some newspapers and magazines, such as Happy Chinese Herbal Medicine, Cherry and Earth Wall. Cloth shoes, roses in the yard, flowers that suddenly bloom. Her words, like spring breeze and drizzle, will bring a gentle warmth in your cool loneliness; When you are tired and bored, inject a touch of freshness.

I came across her blog a few days ago. I was so happy that I read one by one, and I was quite impressed. I didn't realize it was noon. Outside the window, the sun is shining and spreading in large numbers. The sun smells everywhere. As soon as the computer is turned off, I feel surprisingly good. Her words are affectionate, spread out gently and sing gently, injecting spirituality and enthusiasm into trivial life, infecting your emotions and knots, and making you feel that life can be so tasteful and emotional.

The life in her articles is a secular life, just like you and me. However, in her articles, she seldom sees hatred and complaints about life, but sees gloomy sky and gloomy atmosphere. "Whose day will be smooth sailing? We can't refuse the haze, but we can plant a lamp in the haze with love, kindness, gratitude and tolerance, so that we don't feel sad in the cold and loneliness. " "At this moment, I always want to be moved. There may be thousands of hardships in Qian Qian, but there are grass, flowers and flowers, and all life is tenacious and warm. How good can we be? " What I see and feel is only her gratitude and love for life between the lines, a blade of grass, a leaf of snow ... in short, she can capture everything that can be seen at a glance. These seemingly ordinary grass and trees, with her unique language and warm jumping words, appear in front of us in an extremely sunny posture, so that we can feel the beauty of life and the prosperity of all things with her.

The love in her article is plain and warm, but in the days of ordinary people, she can find touching warmth from it. After reading it, she always has a faint sense of happiness and can't help smiling. The love in her works can't be more ordinary, but it is so romantic and happy. The love in her works is some down-to-earth love. No one gave up everything for loved one and turned himself into a flower in the dust. The love in her works is the true feelings of mutual concern and the warmth of holding your hand. In Happy Chinese Herbal Medicine, the man next door cooks medicine for the sick woman every day, and she smells happiness in the seemingly trivial life. "The woman lying on the sofa behind the man, quietly looking at the man. A warm and quiet side. This scene has an eternal flavor. In "A Red Rose", a couple who work in the city and live a humble life accidentally broke into her eyes because of a red rose on Valentine's Day, so "I can't help but look back in the sun. They are still busy, and their bodies are next to each other." The sunshine in front of the shop is a river. And behind them, a red rose of love is quietly opening in a glass bottle, bright and noble. "She looks at life with a soft heart and appreciates it. Therefore, such beautiful words will be produced in her pen. Just an understatement will lead us to enjoy sunshine, warmth and happiness with her words.

Her words are like a fresh lotus, with a faint fragrance all over her face; Her words are like a cup of tea.

Reflections on Ding Limei's Works (Ⅱ)

I often read Ding Limei's words in Reader or Youth Digest and Yilin, and I am always easily moved by his delicate brushwork and warm narration. I have also concentrated on reading her prose collection "Warm Love", or family or friendship or love. Other people's stories are touching in her works, which makes people feel a loving heart behind the gentle words. Just looking at the simple inscriptions, they were moved to tears: there is a kind of love called blood, "where can we say that relatives are irrelevant?" So you have me, and I have you, and I can't stop pulling. This kind of love is called fate. "

I like her writing, and because she is a teacher and a writer, a teacher with love in her heart must be an excellent teacher. Ding Limei is an excellent writer, teacher and successful mother. The book "Waiting for Bloom" is her accompanying notes as a mother accompanying the college entrance examination. Reading this book not only touched me, but also shocked me and hoped.

"Waiting for your bloom, maybe you are just an ordinary little flower, hidden in the world of mortals, but for me, you are the only one, and your brilliance will be irreplaceable."

Once upon a time, the author was as full of hope and expectation as all parents in the world, and always felt that his son should be the best. However, his son's performance has repeatedly made him unable to see a bright future, although his love for him remains undiminished. The children in the article used to beat their parents' hearts like that, and they were born with pain: after graduating from junior high school, they entered ordinary high schools, but their senior one and senior two were abandoned, and the final entrance examination of senior two ranked more than 200. How many dazzling lights can they see in this future?

My son doesn't like learning and has an indifferent attitude towards the future. So it was not until the third year of senior high school that his son's change originated from an article by an author in Taiwan Province Province that he suddenly realized. Accompanied by my mother, my grades soared. I finally sat on the throne of the first grade and was admitted to my favorite university. What an amazing change!

There is no coercion, little nagging, and no abuse from ordinary wise parents. While comforting, being healthy and safe, it is enough to be a kind person, while hiding full expectations in my heart, revealing the deep love that can't be melted: I was a child-like relative in senior three, which made people envy; The dining table has always been a place for emotional exchange. The rude and crazy father's love is surprisingly delicate, taking pains to change the breakfast, and even personally testing the temperature of the electric blanket; Mothers who don't pay attention to eating but are in a daze are willing to wash their hands and make soup; Only give a hug when the valley is low, and don't say anything to blame; When I took the first exam, my heart was in full bloom like the sun, and I almost took a spaceship to heaven; Listening to my son reading English early in the living room is a wonderful movement for my father to warm his heart; My son is in love, and my mother's reaction is that my son is actually in love, which is so boring, but even my mother won't tell me, and then she tells her young story. This home is a warm and comfortable net carefully woven with love, which makes people attached and intoxicated! Mother is her closest friend.

It is exactly what the child in the article said: a person's growth is a process. When he refuses to work hard, the outside world will not be able to force him. No one can stop him when he knows that he must work hard. An inspirational wall is a long-distance race of will. "Willpower is the power that determines success or failure." So, the child started a helicopter, and finally sat on the throne of the first grade, and received the notice of his favorite university, which really became the pride of his parents!

The name of this miracle is waiting, education needs love, and education needs patience and waiting. As teachers and parents, how much love do we have in our hearts and how much patience and waiting for our children?

Education should follow the laws of life growth and education. Life can't happen overnight, you should learn to wait. In the attitude towards children, many of our teachers and parents, including myself, have too much hatred for iron not to produce, too much eagerness for quick success, too much impatience and overexertion, too much expectation and incomprehension. Sometimes we personally kill the children's self-confidence and enterprising spirit. Education needs patience. The formation of a good quality and the correction of a bad quality cannot be achieved overnight, but it is a long and tortuous process. This process requires the patience of teachers and parents.

Education needs patience and waiting. As long as there are promising seeds, once they meet the right environment, they will take root sooner or later. Warm children's hearts with our love and learn to grow up with them! Experience the happiness and troubles of growing up with children, and reap the joy and excitement of success together!

I touch you gently for fear that my palm will touch your body. You are so delicate that you attract all kinds of love and pity. I'm waiting for your unopened bud to present a gorgeous surprise.

Reflections on Ding Limei's Works (3)

When I don't go out, except surfing the Internet, I just eat snacks, sleep and wander around the room in my pajamas, which is a rare leisure in my busy life. Woke up by the phone, I was lazy in bed and didn't want to get up. The teacher at the bedside gave me some books by Ding Limei, which I never read carefully. In this afternoon, I opened the book that moistened my soul with ink fragrance. With the love of my friends, my heart was full of tenderness.

Teacher Ding's words are not very long. These books are short and pithy spiritual essays. Reading and reading, I seem to see the appearance of Teacher Ding's blog in front of me, wearing a bright rose coat, a gentle and sensible woman, so beautiful, so smart, so caring, and some trivial things that can't be more ordinary can bloom beautiful flowers in her pen, with the fragrance of the earth, drifting away.

I fell in love with a woman like her at once. I admired her when my friend mentioned her name before. The aura of her famous writer always makes me look up. Although I heard that she was in what unit, I never deliberately looked for her beautiful image. I just look at her from a distance in my mind and occasionally wonder what a woman as a writer is like. Thinking about thinking, I also secretly smiled.

In fact, I am an impetuous person. I am immersed in those boring materials and names every day, and the only thing left in my heart seems to be less and less sensitive to words. People are such a reality. When words can't be your survival skill, it's just a pastime. That's who I am. Full of information during the day and clean at night. When I read a beautiful article and listen to a piece of music, I feel very satisfied. However, I didn't want to study hard for a long time. I have to find some excuses for myself, indulge in the internet, enjoy it, and hate myself when I arrive. How can you waste time at will? Then comfort yourself like this: Life is short, do what you like, do what you want, learn to tolerate yourself and be kind to your preferences.

Perhaps it is such an excuse, I will become more and more crazy, lose the calm in my bones, and the feeling that I can't find my direction is getting stronger and stronger these days. Fortunately, these books came to me in time, and I suddenly thanked God for loving me so much, and always kept my spirit together when my soul was broken and tired. This is also the divination given to me by a fortune-telling mother-in-law when I was a child: the girl's future is bumpy and difficult, but the sky is full of her. Every time she is at the end of her tether, someone always helps me. I think, these people who wrote books, these people who gave me books, may be the nobles of my life, moved.