When I was four years old, my mother taught me a few words in four books every day. Suffering from being too young to hold a pen, I cut bamboo branches into filaments, broke them, bent them into small pictures, spelled them, put them on my knees and taught me to read.
When you know a word, tear it off. Teach me ten words every day. The next day, my mother asked me to spell the words I knew the day before with bamboo silk until there was nothing wrong. When I was six years old, my mother told me to learn to write with a pen.
I remember when my mother taught me, all the embroidery and textile tools were put aside. She put a book on her knee and asked me to sit on a small stool under her knee to read. My mother taught me to read sentence by sentence when operating in her hand. The babbling of reading is mixed with the creaking of weaving.
When I was slack, she hit me a few times with a ruler, then hugged me and cried and said, "Son, how can I meet your father if you refuse to study hard at this time!" In the middle of the night, it was very cold. My mother sat on the bed, covered her feet with a quilt, unbuttoned her clothes, warmed my back with her chest and endorsed with me. I was tired and fell asleep in my mother's arms.
After a while, my mother shook me and said, "wake up!" " "I opened my eyes and saw my mother in tears. I also began to cry. Have a rest and ask me to read. Mother didn't sleep with me until the first cock crow.
Original text:
When I was four years old, on Mother's Day, I was awarded four books and several sentences. Poor children couldn't write, but they carved bamboo branches into silk, broke them, bent them into waves, brushed them, lit them, painted them into words, and held them on their knees to teach them. Once you know, you can tear it down.
Practice cross during the day, and all the staff can read with bamboo silk tomorrow, that's right. At the age of six, I started writing books. Remember that when mom teaches, the group's embroidery performance should be left and right, and the book should be placed on the knee, so that the teacher can sit on the knee and watch.
Mother-in-law is responsible for the operation, dictation, sentence reading, squeaking and grinding alternately. If the son is lazy, he will add less early summer, and then he will cry with his son in his arms and say, "If you don't study here, how can I see your father!" " At midnight, it was very cold. My mother sat on the bed, covering her feet, stripped off her chest and warmed her back, and recited in public.
Tired of watching, I slept in my mother's arms. Suddenly my mother shook her fist and said, "You can wake up!" " Looking at my mother's face, I burst into tears, and all of them cried. Look at it later. Chickens crow and lie down.
This article is from the work Zhong Ji Night Shift by Jiang Shiquan, a writer in Qing Dynasty.
Extended data writing background:
On the rainy night of the third year of Yongzheng in Qing Dynasty1October 27th (1725), Jiang Shiquan was born in the old house in front of Xiaojintai in Yuandong Street, Nanchang, which coincided with thunder, so he was nicknamed "Lei Ming". His father Jian Jiang is a kind-hearted scholar in Ren Xia. He is good at the study of criminal names and has the legacy of ancient martyrs. He has been a curtain actor in Zezhou, Shanxi Province for a long time, and has repeatedly solved mysterious cases, which plays an important role in the contemporary world. He is the author of four volumes of Survival Record, two volumes of Jin Chang Ji Prison, one volume of Tiean, one volume of Jian Shi Fu and one volume of Calligraphy Collection.
His mother, Zhong, also knows books and rituals, and is good at writing, and she is the author of The Collection of Tired Chaiche. When Shi Quan was born, his family was poor, but his parents' knowledge of books and etiquette enabled him to receive a good family education from an early age. When Jiang Shiquan was four years old, his mother cut bamboo sticks into stippling and compiled them into words to teach them to read. When he is a little older, someone will teach him the Four Books, The Book of Rites, Zhouyi, Shi Mao and other classics to memorize. The mother teaches her children in a correct way, and the class teacher is very strict. The weather is hot and cold, and she never gets tired. Even when I was sick, I used Tang poems to stick to the walls. My mother held Shi Quan and taught her to hum songs as a joke.
About the author:
Jiang Shiquan (1725 65438+February1-65438+April 3, 0784), whose name is Yu Xin, Mi Sheng, Mi Sheng, Zangyuan, Qingrong Jushi, and Dingfu in the evening. Dramatist and writer in Qing Dynasty. Jiangxi lead mountain (now Jiangxi) people, ancestral home in Huzhou Changxing (now Zhejiang Changxing).
Qianlong twenty-two years, Jinshi, compiled by Guan Hanlin Academy. After Qianlong resigned in 29 years, he gave lectures at Jishan, Chongwen and Anding College.
He is proficient in traditional Chinese opera, classical poetry and prose, and is called "Four Great Talents in Jiangxi" together with Wang Zhi, Yang Nan and Zhao Youyi. Poetry, Yuan Mei and Zhao Yi are also called Jiangyou Sanjie. Sharp and broad, not the main reason, covered by the influence of the yellow valley, pay attention to bone strength. Ancient prose is also useful, gentle and regular. His pen and ink are unrestrained, and he is a genius. China's traditional drama was also very popular in Qing Dynasty. Shi Quan's Poems of Zhongyatang contains 2,569 poems, and thousands of unpublished poems are preserved in the manuscript. His traditional opera creation includes 49 kinds of songs, such as Nine Poems of Hongxue Building.
Jiang Shiquan wrote 43 volumes of Zhong Ji, including anthology 12 volumes, poetry anthology 27 volumes, addendum 2 volumes, ci anthology 2 volumes, with songs of the North and South. Jiang Shiquan also writes poems and essays. Besides, he is also an important playwright. He wrote 16 kinds of zaju and legendary dramas, both of them. There are nine kinds of Linchuan Dream and Holly, which are collectively called Nine Tibetan Gardens.