Omniscient and Almighty

Chapter 255 Righteousness

"Brother Xu, can my illness really be cured?" The little girl asked, with a little eagerness, a little frailty, expectation and worry, like a little flower that was hit by wind and rain. white flowers.

This was the first time that Xu Guangling heard the little girl speak after meeting, and she had always been like a little mute before. Of course, it might be more appropriate to say that she was a wooden person.

But now, there was obvious vividness in the wooden man's eyes.

This is actually quite normal, no matter how sad you are, you are still just a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, and once you see hope, all your hearts are ashamed, like a winter field, blown by the spring breeze, suddenly , there will be vitality and greenery emerging from it.

Xu Guangling's heart became heavier and heavier.

Confidence is what he gave the little girl, but he himself has no confidence.

Xu Guangling firmly believes that "heart" or "belief" can influence, change and determine many things, but there must be a premise, that is, there are material conditions as assistance and support.In other words, only in the material soil can the spiritual flowers bloom.

Without this material soil, all flowers will perish, and all grass will wither.

There will never be any exceptions!

But the actual situation now is that there is indeed a problem with the "material soil" of the little girl, and it is a big problem.

Therefore, Xu Guangling was worried.

It's just that this is naturally impossible to show.

"Xiao Zhou, do you know the root of your illness?" Xu Guangling asked with a relaxed face and a smile.

"Brother Xu, my name is Zhou Qingzhu." The little girl introduced herself first, and then said: "Brother Xu, my heart is not very good. I almost failed the physical examination for the senior high school entrance examination."

"Taniguchi is full of spring and yellow birds are rare, magnolia flowers are all gone and apricot flowers are flying. Shi Lian under the window of the bamboo mountain, do not change the clear shade and wait for me to return. Qingzhu, a very good name." Xu Guangling said with a smile.

In fact, Xu Guangling didn't think the name was good at all. The little girl was as thin as a scarecrow, so it might not have something to do with the name. ——As a person's most commonly used identification and symbol, the name undoubtedly has a strong influence and inducing effect on people's psychology.

China has put a lot of emphasis on naming children since ancient times. Of course, in ancient times, there were characters in addition to names. These are not entirely without reason.

Xu Guangling just said that casually.

Unexpectedly, the little girl was extremely pleasantly surprised when she heard this, her eyes were much brighter than before: "Brother Xu, you also know this poem, this is my favorite one!"

Xu Guangling was slightly surprised.

This is not a poem that elementary and middle school students will come into contact with in and out of the classroom, and its popularity and singing are not very high.

However, it is understandable to think that the little girl's name is related to bamboo.

"Xiao Zhou, Xiao Qing, uh, Xiao Zhu," Xu Guangling chuckled, "Xiao Zhu, do you like poetry?"

"En!" The little girl nodded sharply, "But this is the one I like the most."

"The magnolia flowers are all gone and the apricot blossoms fly." Xu Guangling reread a line from the poem just now, and then said, "Xiao Zhu, have you seen the magnolia flowers?"

"I've seen pictures on the Internet, but I haven't seen them in real life." The little girl said with a little embarrassment.

"Then what kind of flowers have you seen in reality? Three words." Xu Guangling asked.

"Hmm..." The little girl was pondering, pouted slightly, and she looked very cute, "Mastia, brother Xu, I've seen gardenias before!"

Gardenia blossoms, the name of a song.

When Xu Guangling thought about it, the entire lyrics and music score of this song appeared directly in his mind, but the next moment, the image dissipated and was replaced by two classical poems related to gardenias, and then, He slowly recited one of them:

"One or two roosters crowed in the rain, and the road and bridge in Zhuxi Village were slanted. The women and aunts called to bath silkworms, and the gardenias in the courtyard were idle."

"This is "Rain Through the Mountain Village" by Tang Dynasty poet Wang Jian, Xiaozhu, have you read it?"

The little girl shook her head slightly frustrated.

Xu Guangling laughed, "You are still a student. You often go out with the stars in the morning and return with the moon in the evening. You don't have much free time. It's normal that you haven't read it."

Maybe it was caused by the word "student dog", the little girl gave a chuckle, then frowned and said, "Brother Xu, what you said is too harsh."

Xu Guangling smiled: "It doesn't matter if you haven't read this poem. According to this poem, can you think of another poem, such as the line 'Zhuxi Village Road Banqiao Slant'..."

"Bamboo stone, Zheng Banqiao, the bamboo stone of Zheng Banqiao!"

Before Xu Guangling finished the sentence completely, the little girl rushed to say this.

"Stay firmly on the green hills and not let go, the roots are originally in the broken rocks. Thousands of blows are still strong, let the east, west, north, south wind." Xu Guangling recited, and then said: "Yes, yes, another poem about bamboo. So, Xiaozhu, based on this poem, can you think of another related poem?"

This time the little girl thought about it for almost a minute, but she couldn't figure it out.

"In fact, if we don't look at the name of this poem, we can easily misunderstand it as about pine trees. Even if we know that it is about bamboo, it is still very appropriate to describe pine trees, and it is not at all inconsistent. The poem on the mountain Isn't that what a pine tree looks like?"

"So we can use the word 'pine' in the first sentence 'Keep on the green hills and not relax' as a word to guide related poems."

Xu Guangling paused for a moment, then said: "In the ancient poems, there are two very good poems about pine trees. One is about a small pine, and the other is about an old pine."

"Since I was young in the thorny grass, now I gradually feel the basil. At that time, people didn't know Lingyun wood, and they waited for Lingyun to reach the top."

"This is "Little Pine" by Tang Dynasty poet Du Xunhe."

"The forest is straight for more than a hundred years, and it is high into the green and dark without the forest. The wind in the thousands of valleys generates night noises, and the moon shines in the mountains and hangs in the autumn shade. How can it be because of the cultivation power of dung soil that it is self-satisfied. The world's unscrupulous craftsmen should not invade each other."

"This is "Ancient Pine" by Wang Anshi, a poet of the Song Dynasty."

"One, two, three, four, five, look, five poems came out in a blink of an eye, and each one is related. As long as you follow the first one, you can proceed to the fifth one without any obstacles. This is the simplest method of mnemonics. Associative memory method." Xu Guangling said.

"The treatment may last for quite a while. During this time, Xiaozhu, if you are bored, you can use this method to memorize poems. There is a provincial library nearby for reference, and I will be there sometimes Read a book."

"It's still very easy to memorize ten or twenty poems a day. When you memorize a thousand poems, I believe that there will be gratifying changes in your body."

Xu Guangling said.

"Brother Xu, how many poems do you remember?" The little girl blinked and asked curiously.

"I'll tell you when you memorize a thousand poems." Xu Guangling said with a smile.

"Oh, by the way, I almost forgot the main topic." Xu Guangling chuckled, "Xiao Zhu, your problem is fundamentally caused by the heart. But it just so happens..."

"I'm an expert in this area."

After saying this, Xu Guangling stretched out his hand to the little girl, motioning for her to take a pulse.

For any ordinary person, it is very easy to find the pulse on the wrist. It is no more difficult than a little friend in the fifth grade of primary school doing one plus one, and the little girl Zhou Qingzhu is pressing her finger to Xu Guangling's pulse. After posting on the blog, I was taken aback for an instant.

The mouth opened slightly, and the eyes widened involuntarily.

After touching for about 1 minute, Xu Guangling took out his left hand and replaced it with his right hand, letting the little girl hold it again.

Then in exchange, the little girl was extremely surprised again.

"Shh, don't tell others, remember to keep it secret!" After pulling his right hand over, Xu Guangling put his finger on his lips and said, "Xiao Zhu, do you have confidence in me now?"

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