I shook my head and sang like a running water board. I learned this text by heart and was very proud.
"Well, not bad." The teacher raised his eyelids and looked at me. He only looks at me like this when he is happy. He then asked me, "What about common sense? Will Watt recite that article? "
I am so confused that I dare not say yes or no.
"Look back!" The teacher is not angry yet.
I recited it: "Boil the water in the kettle." I know the first sentence, but I forgot the following words ... such as ... ".
"Like smoke." The teacher reminded me. "Smoke goes up, smoke goes up ..." I can't remember the next sentence falteringly.
"Lead it into the steel pipe." The teacher reminded me again.
"Introduce it into the steel pipe and pull the wheel ... the wheel ... okay ... who is the inventor, Watt is that person." Obviously, I know there is a big gap.
The teacher's eyelids drooped and his face gradually turned green. "Pa", bony fist suddenly hit down and hit my little finger. I jumped up in horror, retracted my hand and secretly rubbed it under the table.
"It's like sawing pig iron. Read it ten times again. If you can't recite it, you must read it. " The teacher ordered me.
Arrange ten raw beans under the tip of the nose, read them again and move one to the right; I read it twice and moved two pills. Just like a young monk reading three official classics, if his little finger had not been burned by pain, he would have dozed off.
It's already nine o'clock, and the teacher still won't let me sleep. I turned my back and yawned. It suddenly occurred to me, "Teacher, my heart hurts and I want to vomit." I shouted while clutching my stomach, and my mother often cried like this, which hurt my heart.
"Nonsense, children have what heartache, you must have eaten raw beans, flatulence. Here, I'll prescribe some pills for you. " He opened the drawer, which was in a mess. There are broken incense, leftover candles, red bean cakes that have been bitten several times, and big cockroaches with two tentacles. The teacher picked out some purple balls from the cockroach droppings. They are Japanese dancers with moustaches, which are bitter and spicy. The situation of cockroach droppings is even worse. I quickly pursed my lips and said, "Okay, okay, this will be worse."
"Lazy, read it to me ten times and come to me tomorrow morning."
I read it quickly, put away my book, grabbed the raw beans and wanted to leave.
"pa!" The other fist banged on the table. "Do you know the rules?"
I'm too scared to move.
"Worship Buddha, you forgot to bow to the teacher."
I quickly knelt on the futon in front of the Buddhist temple and made three obeisances, then stood up and bowed 90 degrees to the teacher. Say, "See you tomorrow, teacher."
I hold raw beans in my palm and have tears in my eyes, but I still chew them in my mouth while walking, which is a bit salty. Arombo said that sweating is a tonic.
I went back upstairs, showed my little finger to my mother (in fact, it didn't hurt anymore), and fell into her arms and cried loudly.
"Mom, I don't want such a fierce teacher. Give me another one. "
"The teacher which can literally change? He is your father's student, and his stomach is very smooth. Your father said he could write poetry. "
"What stomach can't pass, radish, thin fans, I don't want it!"
"Don't talk nonsense, be respectful to the teacher. Your father specially asked him to teach you to be a talented woman. "
"I don't want to be a talented woman. Isn't it said that a woman without talent is virtue? "
"Silly girl, that is our time. It's a civilized world now, and girls have to read this book. Like your mother, I haven't read much. In recent years, I have to take care of your brother-in-law to drive and see his face. "
"What's so difficult about bookkeeping? A pound of meat and a pound of bean sprouts, I will open the plenary session. "
"Come on, I really want you to remember that you can't write a word with a pen. Your fourth uncle wrote it, and the teacher said he had several other words. "
"Fourth uncle back out of the book. The teacher hit him with a teacup pad, and he got a big bump on his brow bone. The fourth uncle said that people who eat fast and read Buddha can be so fierce. Fourth Uncle hates him. "
"Don't hate the teacher, Koharu. The teacher taught you to hit you for your own good. He who suffers hardships is a master. Don't be like your mother, you will suffer in this life. " Mother let out a long sigh.
I knew a lot of complaints were coming, so I quickly put on the quilt to sleep, but I was determined to study hard and become a college graduate in the future. Divide six steamed buns in the ancestral hall (according to family rules, a pair of steamed buns is given to junior high school graduates, and a pair is given to high school and university in turn), winning a sigh of relief for my mother. Lest my father always say that my mother is uneducated, get a learned stranger and take my brother to Peiping. Dad said that boys are more important and should be disciplined by her. I just don't understand. Will dad love his son when he is sent to his mother who has never given birth to him? Besides, will my brother take her? I won't. She asked me to look east, so I turned my nose up and looked west, which made her very angry.
My mother told me to respect my teacher, and I respect him very much. I have been writing well and studying well since the little finger was punched. Compositions and diaries are often covered with red circles. When class is over, I must remember to kneel on the futon and kowtow three times, then bow respectfully to the teacher, and then walk backwards out of the door of the study. I couldn't even sneeze from two feet away, and I wasn't beaten like my fourth uncle. Although the teacher is unhappy with me, I can see that he still loves me in his heart. Because he gives me a glass of water in front of the Tathagata every day, saying that my chin is too thin, and I am afraid that my happiness will be thin in the future. He asked me to read more scriptures and drink more clean water, so as to bless my longevity and wisdom. He never gave fourth uncle clean water to drink, which is why fourth uncle hates him. The fourth uncle said that people who eat lent should not be partial to food. In fact, the fourth uncle is studying in a rural primary school. He only reviews his lessons with him in the evening. He is not a regular student of the teacher. The teacher is teaching me wholeheartedly. I am his only female disciple.
The teacher eats all three meals in the study, two dishes and one soup, all vegetarian. Every time before eating, it is served in front of the Buddha. Once, Arongbo brought him a bowl of red bean soup. He recited "Amitabha" and only took a sip of soup, but there was no bean in his mouth. I didn't understand what would happen if I swallowed a bean, so I asked Arongbo quietly. Arongbo said that when the teacher was ten years old, a monk advised him to become a monk. His parents could not bear to part, but made a wish for him in front of the Buddha. From then on, he ate a long fast and had no food for six days a month, so he could only drink rice soup.
I think the teacher shaved his head and had eyebrows, but he had a bit of a arhat face. I told my fourth uncle about it, and he said, "Damn old man, become a monk!" " In fact, the teacher is not old, he is only about forty years old. It's just that he wears a blue cloth gown all the year round and doesn't take it off on a hot day, so there is always a smell of sweat in the study.
"Obstruct public health." Fourth Uncle shook his head like a rattle. He pointed to the small paper bag inserted in the crack in the wall and said, "Look at him, fleas don't strangle him, so they wrap him up and stuff him in the crack in the wall." Fleas are different. Will they starve to death? This is really self-deception. "
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The teacher just came in from the outside, and he heard everything the fourth uncle said. Uncle, it's too late. The teacher raised the feather duster behind the door and immediately drew on the back of the hand. A red bar immediately appeared on the back of his hand.
"Kneel down." He shouted.
Fourth Uncle knelt down, and I was trembling with fear. The teacher turned to me and said, "You are not allowed to leave while you are sitting. Writing three big characters will be fined. "
I spread out the nine squares, and I was so angry that none of the posts in the nine squares came. I just wrote "hands, feet, knives and rulers of people of all sizes …" and drew three more pictures on the paper in one breath, like an eight-legged snake crawling on the paper.
The teacher came over and tore up all three words without saying a word. He hit the nail on the head and said, "Rewrite, write five more posts and mention the size of your wrist."
He put a small silver pearl box on my wrist, and my hand could only be raised horizontally. When it tilted slightly, the silver pearl box slipped down. I still have to hold the pen tightly, lest the teacher reach out and draw from behind, and the pen will be drawn, but the handwriting is weak and needs to be rewritten. My tears fell on the paper, and all the written words were opened, all because of my fourth uncle.
In class last night, the teacher took out five words I wrote. It turned out that the paper was circled with a red pen. He said to me in a gentle tone that he had never seen before: "You should be willing to stick to your post with your heart. The handwriting is very good. Look at these words, they are written through the back of the paper. "
Fourth Uncle squinted at me, his mouth was flat and he looked unconvinced. I'm confused myself. I cried and wrote, but I still wrote "through the paper"
"Teacher, will you teach me to write couplets?" I'm very proud.
"It's still early! Take your time. "
"I will recite couplets:' Half a day in Zhu Xia, white cranes are in the clouds; The bluebirds by the river are strange to purple. ""This is a pair of pillars in front of the living room. Fourth uncle taught me to recognize, I don't understand at all.
The teacher was very happy and said, "Well, I'll teach you poetry and ancient prose."
I just finished reading the fourth volume of primary school Chinese, and the fifth volume begins with ancient Chinese. The teacher taught me to read Shi Shuo. "Ancient scholars always have teachers", he explained to me word by word, but I was going to doze off. I said, "I also want to read the Yellow Orange Bamboo Basket like my fourth uncle." (Later, I learned that it was Huanggang Bamboo House.) The teacher said, "Take your time, there are many ancient texts, and everyone you have taught will definitely recite them."
Like my fourth uncle, I shook my head and recited poems. The first one is: "When I walk to the second or third mile, there are four or five smoke villages." There are six or seven pavilions and eighty or ninety flowers. "It's too easy.
Gradually, I memorized a lot of ancient prose and poems. I learned to write a composition, and Talking about Ants is my masterpiece: "Husband ants, gregarious insects, are also aggressive ..."
The teacher likes me more and more, and I'm not so afraid of him. When class is over, I don't walk backwards like before. As soon as I step out of the library door, I jump up and down, but when I jump too high, the teacher will shout, "Koharu, don't jump on three feet when a girl walks. What does The Analects of Confucius and Women's History say? "
"Don't look back, don't lift your lips. Sit still and shake your skirt. " I recite it word for word.
"By the way, you should talk and walk on the plane, remember!"
I remember everything my teacher taught me. Outdated or not. Because my father is not at home, I am disciplined like my father. Although I am afraid of him, I love him.
Later, when my father came back from Beiping, he took me to Hangzhou to get a middle school, and the teacher was not in my home.
On the day he left, he hung a long rosary around his neck and wore the blue cloth coat. He closed his hands, put my thin hand in the palm of his hand, and said to me with infinite kindness and infinite sadness: "When you enter a foreign school, don't forget to review ancient Chinese and Chinese characters, and don't forget to recite Buddha."
I choked up and could not speak. Admitted to middle school certainly excited me, but unexpectedly, I left my teacher who had taught me for ten years.
The porter carried his luggage for him, and he walked to the railway station. I held his hand all the way and sent him to the train. His blue coat is floating in the wind, like a wild crane in the clouds, and I don't know where it has gone.
Inspirational Enlightenment Story 2 The Story of Rabbit and Sheep
Once upon a time, there was a naughty rabbit. One day, he ran to the river to take a bath. After taking a bath that day, he came up from the river and found that he was all wet and could no longer do it. Who made him so playful?
At this time, a child came to the river to wash the quilt. The little rabbit saw it and went to scare him. It sneaked into the child's clothes and then got out. The child was frightened and put the quilt on the tree and ran away. Little rabbit was very happy when he saw it. He quickly took out the cotton in the quilt to wipe himself.
A few days later, the child came to look for the quilt and found that the cotton in the quilt was gone, and the rabbit was still in the cotton. The child was angry, but there was nothing he could do. Later, he went to find a bottle of glue and sprinkled it on the rabbit. The little rabbit was frightened and found himself sticky all over. It got into the cotton again, and all the cotton stuck to the glue, just like a little sheep. Now it is scared to cry. The shepherd was very happy to see this "sheep" and put it in the sheepfold. Many sheep saw it and felt very strange. Why doesn't this sheep have horns? Besides, why the rabbit head? No hooves? What a "rabbit sheep".
In the sheepfold, rabbits and sheep found some grass and flowers growing beside them, which were delicious food for sheep, and a basin of water, which was their drink, but there were no radishes. At dinner, the sheep all began to eat, but the rabbit and the sheep had no food.
He said to the shepherd, "where is my delicious food?" Why don't you prepare it for me? "
"Aren't you a sheep that eats grass?" The shepherd is very strange.
No way, rabbits and sheep had to eat grass, but it was delicious. Grass is not its delicious food. It usually eats two radishes at a meal. How did it become like this today? He wanted to eat radish later, so he ran away from the shepherd and went home. The family met: "Oh, why did a sheep come?"
"But am I really a rabbit?" It quickly explained.
But the family said, "But you are obviously covered with hair?"
Little Nutbrown hare said, "But take off my wool and have a look. I am really a rabbit. "
Rabbits divide radishes.
On a cold winter day, it snowed heavily. Alas, "the rabbits on the mountain must be hungry with such heavy snow." Grandpa is worried about those rabbits on the mountain.
"Give these leftover carrots to rabbits." Grandpa took out a big sack of carrots from the warehouse and put them on the cart. Grandpa pushed the car into the mountains. Oh, grandpa unloaded the big sack and poured out a lot of carrots. Carrots piled up into hills, and when Grandpa left, rabbits came running from all directions.
"Wow, delicious carrots." "Oh, a lot of carrots." The hungry rabbits began to push around. "No, I got there first!" In a blink of an eye, it was chaotic.
Grandpa rabbit came over and said, "You fight so hard, isn't there a better way to divide carrots?"
"Grandpa, how about you throw us carrots one by one?" The tall rabbit said to give carrots to the rabbits one by one, and the little rabbits scrambled for carrots, jumping and making a noise. Grandpa rabbit shouted again, is there a better way? The clever little rabbit quickly said, "How about the long jump?" The long jump competition lasted until the next day, and the rabbits were exhausted.
At this time, the youngest rabbit said, "Grandpa, let's line up and take carrots in order." After listening to Bunny's words, everyone nodded and lined up.
"Uncle, you are early, please stand in front!" "No, no, you are still a child, you stand in front!" Rabbits lined up humbly with each other, and rabbits ate carrots happily together. Grandpa rabbit smiled and said, "it's really fast to queue up to get things."
Grandpa opened the warehouse door and was shocked to see everything in front of him. Where did you get so much warm rabbit hair on the cart? Who put it here?
Little mouse divides fruit.
One day, the little mouse was hungry.
Just then, he found a big red fruit in front of him, which looked sweet and crisp. "How lucky I am!" He cried and said, "I want to take it home and have a good meal alone!" " "
The little mouse pushed the big red fruit into his little house and rolled it again and again. The little mouse wants to have a bite of this big, red fruit. "It must be delicious!" He thought like this, and suddenly-the big red fruit rolled into the pond. "ouch!" The little mouse began to cry. What can we do now?
A frog appeared from the water. "Don't worry, I'll help you." The frog kicked the big red fruit with his strong hind legs, and the big red fruit flew out of the water, and then-bang, the big red fruit fell to the ground. "Here you are." The frog stared at the big red fruit and couldn't help licking his lips.
"Oh, thank you." The little mouse rolled the big, red fruit and walked on. He doesn't want to give it to the frog. On the way, the little mouse couldn't help drooling at the thought of eating a delicious red fruit dinner soon. Just then-the big red fruit rolled into the thorns.
"I'm so stupid," muttered the little mouse, trying to reach the big red fruit. "Oh, it really hurts! These spikes are really annoying! " "In trouble, isn't it? Let me help you. " A turtle slowly climbed up to the little mouse.
Turtles are protected by hard shells and are not afraid of sharp thorns. The tortoise got into the thorns and quickly took out the big, red fruit without any effort. "Look, the trouble is solved." As he spoke, he greedily touched and touched the big red fruit.
The little mouse quickly said, "Thank you very much." Say that finish, he hurried on the road again. He is a little embarrassed, but he doesn't want to share this big, red fruit with the tortoise. "The tortoise helped me after all." The mouse hesitated. At this time, the big red fruit hit the thick and long trunk again.
The little mouse looked at the big tree trunk across the middle of the road and couldn't help sighing. "Well, what bad things have happened to me! How can I get around it? " "Simple!" The mole kept coming out of the hole next to it. "I'll dig a tunnel for you." The mole did as he said and dug a tunnel under his nose. The tunnel is just wide enough for small mice and big red fruits to pass through. "I like helping others." Said the Mole, putting his little nose in front of the big red fruit and smelling it again and again.
"You are so warm-hearted." The little mouse was embarrassed, but he still didn't want to give the big red fruit to the mole. "What should I do? Mole, tortoise and frog, they all helped me so kindly. " The little mouse pushed the big red fruit hesitantly and kept rolling forward, rolling and rolling until it came to a steep slope.
His little house is on the top of the slope. Push, push, push! Push hard! The little mouse was panting with fatigue. Up, up, up, the mouse finally reached the top of the slope-his home. "You're finished!" The little mouse was very happy, but he suddenly felt a little lonely. "Big red fruit is so big, it's boring to eat alone. If only I could share it with my friends! " "
The little mouse remembered the frog, tortoise and mole who had helped him. As soon as his hand was released, the big red fruit rolled again. It's rolling down the other side of the hillside! The big red fruit rolled faster and faster, and rolled farther and farther until it rolled down the hillside. The little mouse can see the big red fruit sitting there quietly, delicious and waiting for someone to eat it.
"Oh, no! Now I'm going to push it up from the slope again! " The little mouse had to drag his tired and sour legs down the slope, rolling and crawling, running faster and faster. He ran to the hillside and was surprised to find frogs, turtles and moles there. "Great, you are all here!" The little mouse is very happy. "Let's eat big red fruits together!" "
"It's very kind of you to share this big and red fruit with us. This big red fruit is sweet and crisp. Come and try! " The mole shouted while chewing the big, red fruit. The little mouse said shyly, "Isn't that what friends should do?"