Walking up the hillside for more than ten meters to halfway up, the terrain is slightly flat. There is a bamboo forest in front of it. Behind the bamboo forest is the school of Shanghe Village.
Zhu Ping'an tied the cow to a tree and let it eat young grass leisurely while he continued walking forward with his short legs.
A path appeared in the bamboo forest. The split bamboo forest spread windingly to the entrance of the school. Zhu Pingan walked along the winding path to the school. All he smelled in his nose was the faint fragrance of bamboo leaves and grass. The feeling of being one with nature makes people feel calm without realizing it.
The eight-year-old child entered the school as a teacher, had a make-up, sat at a table, and recited aloud. As the poem goes, Zhu Pingan heard the sound of reading loudly just after leaving the bamboo forest.
"The sky and the earth are dark and yellow, the universe is vast, the sun and the moon are waxing and waning, the stars and constellations are arranged, the cold comes and the heat comes, the autumn harvests and the winter hides..."
This is a private school with a wooden structure as the main structure and bricks as the supplement. It has an ancient style. The private school is surrounded by half-person-high windows. The windows are rolled up with bamboo curtains, letting in the sunlight. The whole private school is bright and bright. This bead curtain Can be put down if necessary. There were about twenty children in the room who were shaking their heads and reading aloud. They were all about seven or eight years old. Two children shared a table with stools and pens, ink, paper and inkstones on the table.
There is a portrait of Confucius hanging in the east of the house. Below it is a large table. Behind the table is a chair. On the table, in addition to pens, inks, paper and inkstones, there are also poetry and textbooks, and a pot of strong tea.
Sitting on the chair is a vigorous old scholar in his fifties, who must be the old scholar Sun whom the eldest aunt once mentioned.
Zhu Ping'an avoided the door and sat on the ground listening for a long time.
The Thousand-Character Classic taught by Sun Lao Xiucai can be said to be the best enlightenment textbook in ancient my country. It is coherent throughout, has beautiful melody, and is catchy to read.
Sun Lao Xiucai's lectures were not as rigid as the ancient lectures that are considered in modern times. He did not simply lead the children to recite them over and over again. He also explained them, which should have been rare in ancient times.
"The sky and the earth are mysterious and yellow. This sentence comes from the "Book of Changes", which is wonderful. Xuanhuang does not just refer to the color. It is mysterious and mysterious, unfathomable. It means that the way of heaven is lofty and the way of earth is profound..."
Although Sun Laoxiucai gave an explanation, his words were both ancient and Yi Jing. For children who have just started learning, it can be said to be both mysterious and mysterious.
Look, there are children lying on the table and falling asleep.
Uh, wait.
Isn’t that Brother Jun?
Zhu Pingan found that there were children asleep in the private school, more than one of whom happened to be his deskmate, and one of them was his cousin Zhu Pingjun.
Zhu Ping'an can discover it, and so can the old scholar Sun.
Sun Lao Xiucai was a man who couldn't tolerate sand in his eyes. He walked up to the sleeping brother Jun and another child with a ruler, and knocked on the table with the ruler, waking up the two children.
The other child was a little fat boy. Like Jun Ge, he was frightened when he saw his husband and was timid.
"Stretch out your hand." Old scholar Sun said expressionlessly.
The two of them stretched out their hands timidly.
bang bang bang
"Listen carefully and never meet Duke Zhou again."
The old scholar Sun also hit the palms of the two of them three times without much force as punishment.
"Gong Zhou, who is Duke Zhou? I don't know him?" Zhu Pingjun rubbed his head. A monk as tall as two feet in height was confused and muttered.
The children around heard it and laughed. These children came a few days earlier than Zhu Pingjun. Some of them had been taught a lesson by the Master. Although they did not understand what Zhou Gong meant, they also knew that they were talking about sleeping. Seeing that Zhu Pingjun did not understand, they all laughed.
When Old Scholar Sun heard this, he didn't blow his beard and stare angrily, saying that children cannot be taught. Instead, he helplessly stopped the child's laughter and started to explain.
"The Duke of Zhou was a sage in the Western Zhou Dynasty. He assisted the king as regent and made great contributions to the Zhou Dynasty. Later generations respected him as a sage. The sage Kong respected the Duke of Zhou so much that he often dreamed of the Duke of Zhou. Later generations did not know when to get up, and sleeping was also called Meeting Duke Zhou. Do you understand? If you want to be a wise man, you must hold on to the book and never let your time go by. Especially you two, if you are caught sleeping by me again, a whipping will be inevitable."
After Master Sun finished speaking, he began to teach these children how to read. Recognition is their first step. Only when they can read can they write books.
"Today I will learn the eight characters. The sky and the earth are dark and yellow, and the universe is vast. After class, I will check them one by one. Don't be lazy. Let's start with the first character "天". Heaven is the highest among humans..."
In modern times, I am accustomed to using simplified Chinese characters. Even though I have learned ancient Chinese and know all traditional Chinese characters, there are still some problems when I actually write them. When I write, I must subconsciously use simplified characters. These must be modified slowly to develop the habit of using traditional Chinese characters.
Zhu Pingan was sitting on the ground outside the school, writing and drawing on the ground with a stick, and then erasing it with his feet.
Scholar Sun also saw Zhu Pingan, but he thought it was a naughty boy from some family who was playing on the hillside. Especially when he saw Zhu Pingan scratching around on the ground with a stick and stepping on it with his feet, he thought it was a naughty boy playing. As for ants and the like, I didn't pay much attention to them.
Literacy is simple, but it will be difficult later when reading, reciting, reciting the Four Books and Five Classics, and composing essays. He could only recognize eight characters in one day, which was not too easy for Zhu Pingan. After listening to it for a while and seeing that there was nothing new, he turned around and went to herd the cows.
I said that I have to make a simple calligraphy pen. Well, I will also bring a black lacquered wooden board and practice calligraphy carefully.
After walking through the bamboo forest, we came to the old scalper. The old scalper was still grazing leisurely with his tail wagging, unaware that his tail had been targeted.
The writing brush is the wisdom of the ancients. It is simple and easy to make. The tip of the writing brush can be made of wool, ox hair, or weasel hair. In fact, any long hair from an animal can be used. The pen holder can be made of bamboo. Making a fine brush requires hundreds of processes, but it can be simple. Just make the pen tip and holder, and then insert the pen tip into the pen holder to fix it. Just use it yourself and it’s simple. To make a pen tip, it seems like you need to put the hair into the pen holder in a basin. Go back and do it slowly. Anyway, you don’t ask for anything good, as long as it’s strong and usable.
I don’t know what happened to that scheming little loli down the slope. He wouldn’t really ask his brother to beat me up. Generally speaking, children will not go back after being stimulated.
The cow has been eating grass for a long time, and it’s time to drink water. Anyway, there is a clear stream down the slope. Let’s take the old cow to drink some water, and then let the cow eat some salt-rich water grass. By the way, take a look at the black-bellied little one. Is Loli still there?
It is said that in this era, people usually eat two meals, which makes me very uncomfortable. I feel hungry after noon. If possible, it would be good to catch one or two small fish by the river and grill them.
He untied the rope and led the old scalper slowly down the slope. ;
