"I've met Mr. Yi." All the students present stood up together and saluted Mr. Yi.
"Okay, very good. Let's start class now. Do you have your own understanding of the questions I assigned you yesterday?"
"Yes!" Everyone said in unison.
"Well, today we will discuss this topic, filial piety. Please pick up a pen and write this word on your own paper."
Mr. Yi slowly spoke, and everyone followed suit and wrote the word "filial piety" on the paper. After everyone had finished writing, Mr. Yi continued to speak: "Xiao, there is an old man on the top and a child on the bottom. The old man uses The hand is stroking the child's head, and the child is supporting the old man with his hand. It means that the old man is healthy and long-lived, and the child thrives. In the concept of our ancients, a person's life is inherited from his parents, and a person must first fulfill his filial piety. "
Listening to Mr. Yi's narration, Ci Song also had some feelings in his heart. Filial piety comes first among all good deeds, nothing more than this.
"Song Zhixu, what do you understand?"
Mr. Yi called out a student's name, and the student immediately stood up and unfolded the scroll on the table.
The protagonist in the painting is kneeling in front of his mother, holding his mother's knees with both hands, while the mother is holding her son's head in her hands. The two form a sharp contrast. The mother is skinny, while the son is strong and strong. This classmate captured the image characteristics very well. One was in ragged clothes, and the other was gorgeously dressed.
The best thing is that he painted the look between mother and son. Although the mother is in all kinds of pain, she is still reluctant to let her son suffer. Although the son is almost unable to support himself, he is still willing to protect his mother from the wind and rain.
This painting directly perfectly interprets Mr. Yi's word "filial piety". The word "filial piety" is as heavy as Mount Tai.
"Very good, you understand it very well. This painting can be said to be the most vivid interpretation of the word 'filial piety'." Mr. Yi nodded, very satisfied with Song Zhixu's painting.
"Li Muge, what do you understand?" Mr. Yi called another name.
Li Muge did not have a picture scroll, he just used his own words to describe his understanding.
"Looking at it, filial piety means two words - companionship. Ministers accompany their parents, parents accompany their ministers, etc., as Mr. Yi said, ministers and others are born in their parents' lives. Following filial piety, they are fulfilling their duties and responsibilities. Filial piety is virtue. , is also a responsibility. In the family, you should respect your relatives and do everything you can to help them. Also, teach them about filial piety and benefit, and inherit them with filial piety."
The words in a classical Chinese article were confusing, and he took it apart for a while before he truly understood the meaning of Li Muge's words.
To put it simply, Li Muge assimilates filial piety into responsibility, respects and cares for his parents, and provides them with help and support as much as possible. At the same time, the next generation should also be educated to know how to be filial and grateful, and pass on this filial piety.
"Yes, that's very good." Mr. Yi nodded slightly, "Fang Zhongyong, you are good at writing poems. Can you write poems related to 'filial piety'?"
Fang Zhongyong nodded, and then chanted:
“Filial piety spreads far from home, and family kindness is as heavy as a mountain.
I caress my head and think about the past, and shed tears when I am old.
My son has traveled thousands of miles, but my mother’s kindness will always be in my heart.
I will accompany you wherever I go, and my filial piety goes without saying. "
"It's very good." Mr. Yi praised, "This poem explains filial piety very well, especially the sentence 'When a son travels thousands of miles away, his mother's kindness will always be remembered', it expresses the true meaning of filial piety. Filial piety is not only It’s an act, but also a feeling of gratitude.”
Fang Zhongyong's poem was praised by Mr. Yi, and his joy was beyond words. He thought about this poem for nearly a night before completing it. Now that Mr. Yi has commented on it, Fang Zhongyong is naturally happy in his heart.
Everyone present nodded, and Fang Zhongyong's evaluation rose to a higher level.
"Ci Song, you are also good at composing poetry. Do you have any books?" Mr. Yi turned to look at Ci Song.
"Of course there is. Ci Song is interested in the topic assigned by Mr. Ci Song." With that said, Ci Song picked up the rice paper in his hand and read aloud:
"Mother hands line, wandering clothing.
Departure thick seam, meaning fear of delay in return.
Whoever speaks of an inch of grass will be rewarded with three rays of spring light. "
Just after Ci Song finished reading this poem, everyone present fell into silence.
The poems of Ci Song deeply moved everyone present. They seemed to be able to see a mother using trembling hands to sew clothes for her son who was traveling far away. The son was always thinking about his mother in the distance. , hope to return soon. This emotion, this warmth, this greatness of maternal love makes people feel extremely shocked and moved.
This poem seems to be not a poem, but a painting, which makes people feel as if they are in it and feel the depth and greatness of maternal love.
Mr. Yi was also deeply moved by this poem. He was stunned for a while, then slowly nodded and praised: "Good, good poem. This poem written by Song Dynasty really amazed me. The artistic conception of this poem is profound. , with sincere emotions, expresses the greatness and selflessness of mother's love, and also expresses the child's gratitude and longing. This poem interprets the word 'filial piety' very well."
Hearing Mr. Yi's praise, Ci Song's face showed a faint smile. He was not complacent because his poems were praised by Mr. Yi, but became more calm and restrained.
The students present were also shocked by Ci Song's poems. Although most of the people present were well-dressed and well-educated, when they heard Ci Song's poems, they truly felt the poor environment and greatness. maternal love.
Fang Zhongyong was also shocked by the poetry of Ci Song. The students present were also moved by the deep maternal love and concern. They seemed to have seen a vivid picture and felt the deep emotion and love. They all thought of their mother invariably, and they also missed and cared for their mother more in their hearts.
Mr. Yi also felt the emotions of the students present. He took a deep look at Ci Song and gained more appreciation and recognition for Ci Song. He has been teaching and educating people for many years and has seen all kinds of talents.
But for the talent displayed by Ci Song, he had only seen it in one person.
"Ci Song, can you hang your poems in the school so that everyone can see your talent?" Mr. Yi said to Ci Song.
"Of course, it's my honor." Ci Song smiled.
"You are worthy of being a genius who writes poetry into ink. If you want to get in touch with poetry, you can communicate and learn with Ci Song. Especially you, Fang Zhongyong, now you are only half a step away from writing your own." For "ink poems", you can ask Ci Song for advice."
Mr. Yi's words were very plain, but they were like throwing a huge stone into the calm lake, completely stirring up huge waves.
Ci Song is actually a genius who "uses poetry to ink"? Isn't he a "connected person"?
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