The rise of the poor

Chapter 23
Walking up the hillside more than ten meters to half the waist, the terrain is slightly flat, there is a bamboo forest in front, and behind the bamboo forest is the school of Shanghe Village.

Zhu Ping'an tied the cow to a tree, let the cow eat the tender grass leisurely, and continued to walk on his short legs.

A path appeared in the bamboo forest, splitting the bamboo forest and spreading to the entrance of the school. Zhu Ping'an walked along the winding and secluded path to the school. All he could smell was the faint fragrance of bamboo leaves and grass. The feeling of being in the presence of nature makes people feel calm without realizing it.

The eight-year-old child, Tizi, entered the classroom from the teacher, received plastic surgery, and recited aloud.As the poem sings, Zhu Ping'an heard the sound of reading aloud as soon as he came out of the bamboo forest.

"The sky and the earth are dark and yellow, the universe is prehistoric, the sun and the moon are full, the stars are arranged in rows, and the cold comes and the summer goes to the autumn to collect in the winter"

This is a private school with wooden structure as the main structure, supplemented by brick and stone, with ancient style and ancient charm. The private school is surrounded by half-person-height windows. Can be put down when necessary.There were about [-] children in the room who were shaking their heads and reading aloud. They were all about seven or eight years old. The two children shared a table with stools, and there were pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table.

There is a portrait of Confucius hanging in the east of the house. Below is a large table, and behind the table is a chair. In addition to the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, there are poetry and books on the table, as well as a pot of strong tea.

Sitting on the chair is a spirited old scholar in his fifties, who should be the old scholar Sun that the aunt once said.

Zhu Pingan sat on the ground and listened for a while, avoiding the door.

Sun Lao Xiucai talks about the Thousand Characters Writing, which can be said to be the best enlightenment textbook in ancient my country.

Sun Lao Xiucai's lectures are not as rigid as the ancient lectures thought in modern times. He did not simply lead the children to recite over and over again. He also gave explanations, which should be commendable in ancient times.

"Xuanhuang of heaven and earth, this sentence comes from the "Book of Changes", it is indescribable. Xuanhuang does not just refer to color, it is mysterious and mysterious, and it is unfathomable. This is the lofty and profound way of heaven.

Although Sun Laoxiu gave an explanation, his words were both ancient and the Book of Changes. For the children who have just learned, it can be said to be mysterious and mysterious.

Look, there are children lying on the table and falling asleep.

Uh, wait.

Isn't that brother Jun?
Zhu Ping'an found out that there were children falling asleep in the private school, and there were more than one, who happened to be at the same table, and one was his cousin Zhu Pingjun.

Zhu Ping'an can find it, and Sun Laoxiu can also find it.

Sun Lao Xiucai was someone who could not tolerate sand in his eyes. He took a ruler to the sleeping brother Jun and another child, and tapped the table with the ruler, which woke the two children up.

The other child was a little fat man. Like Brother Jun, he was shocked and timid when he saw Mr.

"Stretch out your hand." Sun Laoxiu said with an expressionless face.

The two timidly stretched out their hands.

Papapa

"Listen carefully, and don't meet Duke Zhou again."

Sun Lao Xiucai didn't hit the palms of the two with too much force as punishment.

"Zhou Gong, who is Zhou Gong, I didn't know him?" Zhu Pingjun scratched his head, like a monk with two feet at a loss, Xiaosheng muttered.

The surrounding children laughed when they heard it.These children came a few days earlier than Zhu Pingjun. Some of them were taught by the master. Although they didn't understand Zhou Gong's meaning, they also knew that they were talking about sleeping. Seeing that Zhu Pingjun didn't understand, they all laughed.

When Sun Laoxiu heard it, he didn't blow his beard and stare, saying that children should not be taught, but helplessly stopped the child's laughter and explained.

"The Duke of Zhou, a sage of the Western Zhou Dynasty, assisted King Cheng as the regent, and made great achievements for the Zhou Dynasty. Later generations respected him as a sage. The sages of Confucius admired the Duke of Zhou so much that they often dreamed of Duke Zhou. Meet Zhou Gong. Do you understand, if you want to be a sage, you must keep your hands on it, and don't let your youth down. Especially the two of you, if you are caught by me again and sleep, you will be unavoidable. "

After Mr. Sun finished speaking, he began to teach these children how to read. Character recognition is their first step.

"Today I know the eight characters, the sky and the earth are mysterious and yellow, and the universe is prehistoric. After class, the old man will check them one by one, and don't be lazy. Start with the first character, Tianzi, the top of the human being."

In modern times, I am used to using simplified characters. Although I have learned ancient Chinese and know traditional Chinese characters, there are still some problems in writing them.These should be revised slowly, to develop the habit of traditional Chinese characters.

Zhu Pingan sat on the ground outside the school, wrote and drew on the ground with a stick, and then erased it with his feet.

Old Xiucai Sun also saw Zhu Ping'an, but he thought it was some urchin playing on the hillside, especially when he saw Zhu Ping'an paddling on the ground with a stick and stepping on it, he thought it was an urchin playing. I don't care much about ants and the like.

Literacy is simple, but it will be difficult to read and recite the Four Books and Five Classics in the future.He can only recognize eight characters in a day, which is not too simple for Zhu Ping'an. After listening to it for a while, there is nothing new, so he turned around and went to herd the cows.

It is said that I have to make a simple brush, um, and bring a black lacquered wooden board, and I must study hard to practice calligraphy.

Walking through the bamboo forest, I came to the old yellow ox. The old yellow ox was still grazing with its tail waving leisurely, unaware that his tail had been targeted.

The brush is the wisdom of the ancients. It is simple and easy to make. The tip of the brush can be made of wool, cow hair, and weasel hair. In fact, as long as it is the long hair of animals, it can be made of bamboo.It takes hundreds of steps to make a good brush, but it can be simple, just make the pen head and the pen holder, and then insert the pen head into the pen holder and fix it.You can use it simply by yourself. When making a pen, it seems that you need to put the hair in a water basin and put the hair in the pen holder. Go back and do it slowly. Anyway, you don’t need to be good, as long as it is sturdy and usable.

I don't know what happened to the black-bellied little loli under the slope. She wouldn't really ask his brother to beat me up.Generally speaking, children, after being aggressive, generally do not go again.

The cow has eaten grass for a long time, so it's time to drink water. Anyway, there is a clear stream under the slope. Take the old cattle to drink two sips of water, and then let the cow eat some salt-rich water grass. By the way, take a look at the black belly. Loli is still there.

It is said that in this day and age, people eat two meals, which makes me very unaccustomed.I get hungry after noon. If possible, I can catch a small fish or two by the river, and grill it.

Unfasten the noose and lead the old cattle down the slope slowly.

(End of this chapter)