Today, I went to a Chinese tutoring class.
As soon as the teacher came, he asked us to start reciting Xu Zhimo's Farewell to Cambridge, so we had no choice but to start reciting it. After a while, the teacher said again: "Now come to me and memorize it. Whoever has memorized it will start to get the next article." Upon hearing this, the students began to line up to memorize the article. When it was my turn, I found that Zhang Jiarong hadn’t memorized it yet. The teacher also saw it and asked him. He said that he didn’t want to memorize Farewell Cambridge, but wanted to memorize classical Chinese directly. Seeing him say this, the teacher gave him a piece of ancient poetry.
Just when the whole class had finished memorizing it, the teacher discovered that Liu Xiaochang had not memorized it yet. The teacher asked her, but she said nothing. Moreover, she has never memorized a single ancient article so far!
I think there are benefits to memorizing classical Chinese. It is beneficial to the accumulation of our Chinese literacy. Moreover, the ancients spoke concisely and thoughtfully. In particular, some of the best sentences that have been passed down through the ages have condensed too many human reflections! One day it will be useful!
"The poor partridge flies to the south branch of the tree. South branch. The branches are warm with sunshine, and the branches in the north are frosty with dew. "I remember when I was very young, I was often forced to recite famous poems from the Tang Dynasty. When I couldn't recite them, my parents would slap the table rudely: "Where have you put your heart? ? Back!" I was stunned by the fierce faces of my parents, but the tears could only flow from my heart - "Don't cry! Back!" My mother's bamboo board slammed on the table. You can imagine how much I hated Li Bai and Du Fu at that time, and even "hated" Wu Jiwu, "Why? Why doesn't the burning of books and enforcing Confucians happen now?" So, in my young mind, I instinctively expressed my feelings towards ancient poems and prose. Disgust - "I never want to see you again!"
When I went to junior high school, I only had a few friends to deal with - the rustic old man Yu, the foreign-style Miss Ying, and the mysterious Mr. Li. Perhaps because of my strong foundation in Chinese, my classical Chinese reading level has always been among the best in the class, no, in the whole school. This time, I was so cute that I was particularly interested in classical Chinese. "Isn't it great to have friends from far away?..." I remember that this was the first time in my life that I faced an "old enemy" who had embarrassed me countless times with a smile. No, sorry, it should be "old friend". With the first grade of junior high school, there is the fifteenth grade. From then on, the frenzy was out of control, and I plunged into ancient poetry, chewing words like a bookworm. Looking at the traces left by my childhood, my heart suddenly ached, and my tears fell like a torrential rain. "Three Hundred Tang Poems" has long been eaten by rats, and "Folk Poetry" has also been riddled with holes by moths... Faced with this "horrible" scene, I shook my head helplessly and murmured to myself Said to myself: "I love you, really, I love you 100%..." - For the first time in my life, I said the words that I had hidden in my heart for a long time in poetry.
The years are ruthless, and I entered high school with infinite nostalgia for my childhood. In the intense study life, of course I have no time to take care of those "old acquaintances"; but "we are destined to meet each other thousands of miles away", I never thought that I would have the opportunity to be nourished not only by the "old rain", but also by the "new knowledge" . "The wren's nest in the deep forest is just a branch; the mole's drink from the river is only a full belly." I chanted loudly, immersed in the essence of the ancients' words, "If you don't throw away the drapery, it's just to bury the horse; if you don't throw away the drapery, it'll be like burying a horse. To bury the dog. "I am addicted to the family management methods of the sages and sages..." Pretend to be indifferent and don't want to think of you... Tell me where the starry sky is and whether there is one there. The end...let you know I love you.
"I silently sing "Star Language Wish" and bless you - ancient poetry! Did you hear it? The essence of my Chinese national culture?!
Please refer to it and adopt it