There is a landscape painting hanging in the hut where I lived when I was a child. This is just a very ordinary painting. I see it in the morning and at night. You won't get tired of watching it at least three or four times a day. Sometimes when I stare for a long time, I feel as if I have entered the painting and wandered between mountains and rivers, enjoying it very much. Fascinated, naturally enjoy it. There is an explanatory image at home, Water Margin. I was attracted by the illustration as soon as I opened it. Liangshan is majestic and steep, Shui Bo is filled with smoke, the waves are rough, the water is endless reeds, and the mountains are rows of big houses ... All this seems to be the hometown of Jiao Shan by the Yangtze River in my young mind. At that time, when I read Water Margin, I would unconsciously take the scenery around Jiao Shan as the background of Water Margin. I seem to have witnessed with my own eyes the loyalist led by He Tao and Huang An fleeing in despair in Lushui Port under the vast Jiao Shan, as if I had experienced it personally and really enjoyed it. Later, as I grew older, I also reread the Water Margin. Although my understanding is deeper than when I was a child, my image is not as clear as it was then. Later, I learned that this is the role of thinking in images, and vivid images can form deep memories.
The fun of life in student days comes from reading to a great extent. Books have given me a vast world, and among them, Shi Yinben's Poems of a Thousand Families, which weaves the beautiful garland of my childhood, is actually a mouth-watering one.
The mountains and rivers of the motherland are full of weather, and the mountains and rivers of my hometown are also beautiful. In a year, the scenery is flowing, the rain and snow are cloudy, the sunny days are blue, and the situation is changing. It's really beautiful. Most of the poems in A Thousand Poems praise the scenery of the motherland and are arranged in chronological order of spring, summer, autumn and winter. When you open the book and continue reading, the scenery of the four seasons is vividly displayed in front of your eyes: colorful flowers are always in spring, and the spring city is full of flowers; The trees grow dark in summer, and the pomegranate blooms bright in May. Su E, a young woman, is cold-resistant, and first frost fights in the middle of the month; Xue Mei didn't want to surrender for spring, and the poet stopped writing and commenting ... Reciting these poems, spring flowers, autumn moon, winter snow and Xia Yun, immersed in the artistic conception of poetry all year round. The rich colors in the poem paint the life with gorgeous colors. Red and purple wheatgrass, orange and green, orioles singing green willows and egrets flying into the sky are dazzling and refreshing. A colorful world often appears in my mind, immersed in the enjoyment of beauty and full of interest in life.
The teacher's reasonable lectures also impressed me deeply and cultivated my interest in extracurricular reading. Chinese teachers like to read aloud when teaching ancient Chinese. I remember once teaching Xin Qiji this sentence: "Nanxiangzi went to Beijing to visit the North Pavilion". When the teacher carries his back, his head and shoulders swing from side to side. This is really a sad song and generosity. As students, we feel patriotic. From then on, whenever I climbed the scenic Gu Bei Building and looked at the rolling waters of the Yangtze River, I always felt a lot when I looked back on those ups and downs. Needless to say, I can learn this word by heart. It was from that time that I began to love reading Xin Qiji's words. It was also when I was in junior high school that a Chinese substitute teacher came. He is a young newcomer, and he likes to teach the vernacular. On one occasion, I taught Tian Han the poems in "South Return"; The vague village has been towering in front of us/the spire of the chapel/or the willow garden ten years ago, and the smoke from the kitchen is floating on the roof alone. The teacher recited and entered the role, and the deeply moved expression was fixed in his eyes. This feeling infected the decoration of the classroom, and everyone was deeply moved. These poems are engraved on my heart, and I can still recite them from my mouth decades later. After that, I became more interested in new literature and read many famous Chinese and foreign books, which broadened my horizons and narrowed the distance with the times. Now as long as you recall it a little, it's like seeing the Chinese teacher's body swinging from side to side, and his eyes are full of emotion.
The teacher often tells us that it is not enough for you to read a few texts. You should read some good books in a planned way after class. Reading more books and reading good books can enrich knowledge, increase wisdom and become a person with noble interests. This kind of inculcation is engraved in my mind and has benefited me for life.
The past is lingering, and the golden memories arouse my youthful passion and urge me to keep forging ahead.