Luoyang was the capital of the Zhou Emperor at that time.
He wants to make a difference. He once asked to see Zhou Tianzi, but there was no way to introduce him. In a rage, he sold his property and went to other countries to find a way out.
But he ran for several years and didn't become an official.
Later, I ran out of money and my clothes were worn out, so I had to go home.
The family saw him wearing sandals and carrying a broken bag, looking like a mess.
His parents scolded him severely; His wife sat on the loom knitting silk without even looking at him; He begged his sister-in-law to cook for him, but she ignored him and leaned down and walked away.
Su Qin suffered a lot and was determined to win a sigh of relief.
Since then, he has been eager to learn and study Sun Tzu's Art of War every day until late at night.
Sometimes I study until midnight, and when I am tired and sleepy, I prick my thigh with an awl. Although it was painful, his spirit came and he continued reading.
Gu Huan drives away birds-During the Northern and Southern Dynasties, Gu Huan, a native of Yancheng, Wu Jun, loved learning and worked tirelessly.
Once, his father asked him to go to the paddy field to see the rice and drive away the sparrows.
He shouted a few times, and then he sang Ode to a Yellowbird attentively by the field.
I forgot everything else because of my high concentration.
When he finished singing Ode to a Yellowbird, he suddenly remembered the matter of driving away sparrows. When he looked at it, he found that all the rice in the paddy field had been eaten by sparrows.
After the sparrow was found eating rice by his father, his father lost his temper when he saw Ode to a Yellowbird, turned anger into joy and spared him.
Che Yin Capsule Shadow-During the Jin Dynasty, Che Yin studied tirelessly since he was a child, but because of his poor family, his father could not provide him with a good learning environment.
In order to maintain food and clothing, there is no extra money to buy him lamp oil for evening study.
One night in summer, he was reciting an article in the yard when he suddenly saw many fireflies flying at low altitude.
The flashing light is a bit dazzling in the dark.
He thought, if many fireflies were gathered together, wouldn't it become a lamp? So he went to find a white silk bag and immediately caught dozens of fireflies in it, tied the mouth of the bag and hung it up.
It's not very bright, but it can be used for reading.
From then on, as long as there are fireflies, he will catch one to use as a lamp.
Because he studied hard and practiced hard, he finally became an official in a high position.
Sun Kang welcomes snow-
Sun Kang, a native of Jin Dynasty, was fond of reading since childhood, and his family was poor.
In order to make a living, my family has to work during the day. Sun Kang is very young, but he is no exception.
I have no time during the day, and there is no light to read at home at night.
Sun Kang asked his father, "Why do people have oil lamps at home and we don't?" Father replied, "Oil lamps are very expensive. If we want to buy it, the whole family will starve. " Sun Kang Jr. was so wise that he never mentioned it again.
Sun Kang has borrowed all the books he has read. He is very trustworthy. When the time is up, he has to return them. He is often worried because he has no time to study.
He tried to read in the moonlight, but it was too dark and his eyes were tired.
? One winter, it snowed heavily. The moonlight is bright.
He suddenly found that the words on the book could be seen clearly in the snow. Sun Kang was very happy. He is busy reading in the snow, and when he is tired, he lies in the snow, reflecting the reflection of the snow.
Since then, every time it snowed, Sun Kang ignored the cold and read in the snow. After a long time, his hands and feet were covered with frostbite, but he still read a lot of books in this way.
Finally, the official paid homage to the ancient doctor.
Kuang Heng, a naive and diligent person, has no candles at home.
There is a candle in the neighbor's house, but the light can't shine, so Kuang Heng cut a hole in the wall to draw the light from the neighbor's house and let it shine on the book to read.
There is a large family in the same town who can't read, and there are many books at home.
So Kuang Heng went home to work as an employee without pay.
The host was surprised and asked him why. Kuang Heng said, "I hope I can get your book and read it through." Hearing this, the master sighed deeply and lent him the book.
Finally, Kuang Heng learned something.
Wang Xizhi eats ink-when Wang Xizhi was young, he practiced calligraphy very hard.
It is said that he practiced calligraphy with a broken brush and piled it into a hill, which people called "Pen Mountain".
There is a small swimming pool next to his home. He often washes brushes and inkstones in this pool. Later, the water in the small pool turned black, so people called this small pool "Mo Chi".
When he grew up, Wang Xizhi's calligraphy was quite good, but he still insisted on practicing calligraphy every day.
One day, he was so absorbed in practicing calligraphy in his study that he forgot to eat.
The maid brought his favorite garlic paste and steamed bread to urge him to eat, but he still buried himself in writing, as if he didn't hear.
The maid had no choice but to tell his wife.
When the lady and the servant girl came to the study, they found Wang Xizhi holding a steamed bread covered with ink and stuffing it into his mouth, which made the corners of his mouth black.
They couldn't help laughing.
It turned out that Wang Xizhi was practicing calligraphy while eating, and when his eyes were still looking at calligraphy, he accidentally dipped the ink into garlic paste.
The lady said to Wang Xizhi with distress, "You should take care! Your handwriting is very good. Why do you practice so hard? " Wang Xizhi looked up and replied, "Although my handwriting is good, it is all written on the basis of the past.
I must work hard if I want to have my own way of writing. After a period of hard exploration, Wang Xizhi finally wrote a beautiful and smooth new font.
Everyone praised his calligraphy as relaxed as Cai Yun and vigorous as a dragonfly, and he was also considered as one of the outstanding calligraphers in the history of China.
Hua Tuo studied medicine-One year when the disease was prevalent, Hua Tuo saw many people struggling with the disease.
In order to relieve the patient's pain, Hua Tuo decided to study medicine.
He went through all the hardships and went to Xishan to worship the old man who is proficient in medical skills as his teacher.
Hua Tuo bowed to the teacher, who said, "There are many patients here, please pay attention!" While serving patients patiently, Hua Tuo carefully observed the changes of each patient's condition and medication.
So in these three years, he learned a lot about etiology, pathology and medication methods.
Three years later, the master asked him to read medical books and pharmacopoeia.
From then on, Hua Tuo began to study medical books day and night.
It turns cold in summer for another three years.
One day, while Hua Tuo was reading, someone suddenly said, "Master is ill, please go and have a look!" " "Hua tuo runs very fast.
I saw the master's eyes closed and his hands and feet stiff.
He touched the master's forehead, pressed his pulse again, and then smiled and said, "Master is not seriously ill, he will be fine." People blame Hua tuo for not knowing how to treat diseases.
Just then, the master sat up and said with a smile, "Hua Tuo is right! I deliberately pretend to be sick and try your skill. " Everyone felt sorry for this and had to admire Hua Tuo's skill.
Wang Mian-When he was seven or eight years old, his father told him to herd cattle on the ridge of the field, and he sneaked into the school to listen to the students.
After listening, I always remember it silently.
When he came home at night, he forgot all the cows he was grazing.
Wang Mian's father was furious and gave Wang Mian a good beating.
After that, he was still like this.
His mother said, "The child is so obsessed with reading, why not let him?" Wang Mian left home and stayed in a temple.
At night, he sneaked out and sat on the Buddha's lap, holding a book in his hand. By the light of the ever-burning lamp in front of the Buddha, the sound of reading was read until dawn.
Most of the Buddha statues are clay sculptures, all of which are ferocious and frightening.
Child as Wang Mian is, he doesn't seem to see it.
Yue Fei practiced calligraphy in the sand-Yue Fei's family was poor when he was a child and relied on his mother to do needlework for others.
Yue Fei likes reading very much, but his family is poor and can't afford to go to school. He helps his mother collect firewood on the mountain every day, and her mother teaches him to read when she is free every day.
There is no way to write because there is no money to buy paper and pens.
One day, it was getting dark and many children were playing hide and seek.
When they saw Yue Fei coming down the mountain with a bundle of firewood on his back, they called him to come and play together.
Yue Fei said, "No, I have something to do!" He will go home soon.
It turned out that he thought of a good way to practice calligraphy without paper and pen today. He is anxious to go home and tell his mother.
Yue Fei asked his mother to teach him to write when he got home.
Seeing that he loves studying so much, his mother said, "well, son, let me do more needlework for others and save some money to buy you paper and pens." "Mom, you can teach me today.
I can learn to write without buying paper and pens. "Yue Fei said, and put down the firewood, took out a big dustpan and flew out.
After a while, Yue Fei came back with a dustpan full of sand and a few thin wickers in it. He poured the sand on the ground, leveled it, and drew on the sand with wicker. He said, "Mom, look, isn't it good to learn to write like this?"
Later, my mother taught Yue Fei to write on the sand with wicker every day. Yue Fei was very careful and later wrote very well.
The worst student-
Edison likes to know what he is interested in.
But going to school is another matter.
Edison went to school at the age of eight, not long after his family moved to Port Huron, another big lake.
Trapped in the classroom all day, he felt bored.
Like most teachers at that time, the teachers in this school also believed in stick education.
Edison was very afraid of rattan, even so, he still couldn't learn much knowledge taught by his teacher.
His curious habit made the teacher even angrier.
Edison became the worst student in the class for three months in a row.
Later, he heard the teacher talking about him, saying that he had a problem and that he was "confused".
Edison knew what this meant: a bad egg is a bad egg.
In a rage, he rushed out of the classroom and never wanted to go back.
At home, his mother Nancy stood beside him.
For a time, Edison went to other schools intermittently.
But most of the time, his mother taught him by herself.
In other words, she asked him to teach himself.
Encouraged by her, he eagerly read books: Shakespeare, history and the Bible.
When he was 9 years old, one day, she gave him a book about science, which was the first time he read such a book.
This book, called School of Natural Philosophy, allows readers to do some simple experiments at home.
Since then, Edison's life has changed.
He read the book, did all the experiments in it, and then started his own experiment.
He bought chemicals, looked around for waste such as wires and set up a laboratory in his bedroom.
One of his experiments is to put the tails of two big cats on a wire and let their tails rub against each other in an attempt to generate static electricity.
The only result is that he was beaten bloody by two cats!
Another of his early experiments was to let a friend take a large dose of foaming powder, hoping that the gas generated by this powder in the human body would send him to the sky like a balloon full of gas.