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The students in dormitory 1303 were the first to arrive in the classroom. When they entered the door, they saw Mr. Yuwen sitting on the podium. They said hello to Mr. Yuwen, and then returned to their seats.Xingbu saw the neat and handsome chalk writing on the blackboard, and whispered: "...what? Jinyun, what is written on this blackboard?"

Xingbu didn't know most of the words on the blackboard, so he asked Hua Jinyun how to read these words, Hua Jinyun said: "Xingbu, Mr. Yuwen wrote a poem in the "Book of Songs", called "Little "Ya. Liao'e", the Polygonum is the one, the bandit is Yihao. Mourning for my parents, giving birth to me..."

Xingbu said, "Jinyun, what do these mean?"

Hua Jinyun said: "These verses mean..."

Hua Jinyun was about to give Xingbu an answer. Teacher Yuwen asked him to go to the podium, handed him a stack of A4 papers, and asked him to wait for the students to come and distribute them to the students. He walked off the podium, and Xingbu Came to him and wanted to send it with him, Hua Jinyun said: "Wait a minute, we will send it again when everyone is in the classroom."

The content on the paper was "Xiaoya. Liao'e". Xingbu sat back in his seat, took a sheet for himself, and read it carefully. Copied on paper, and then copied them out one by one, Xingbu read the poems through, and found that he couldn't understand, not even the literal meaning, let alone the deep meaning.Hua Jinyun said that Mr. Yuwen has annotations and vernacular translations. If you don’t understand, you can just read the annotations. Xingbu asked: "Jinyun, do you understand the meaning of the poems?"

Hua Jinyun said: "I generally understand that the first time I came into contact with "The Book of Songs" was during the Chinese New Year this year. At that time, I was in Xinghua Village. My grandfather taught me to read the "Book of Songs". "Xiaoya. Liao'e"..."

Xingbu said, "Jinyun, what is it mainly talking about?"

When Hua Jinyun was about to explain the content of the poem to Xingbu, other students came to the classroom one after another. They sat in their seats, and Hua Jinyun and Xingbu wrote the poem "Xiaoya. The copied pages were distributed to the students. After everyone had them, Teacher Yuwen began to guide the students to study.

"Hello students, tonight, let's study "Xiaoya. Liao'e". "Xiaoya. Liao'e" is a poem in "The Book of Songs". The Book of Songs."

"The Book of Songs is the beginning of ancient Chinese poetry. It is the earliest collection of poems. It collects 311 poems from the early years of the Western Zhou Dynasty to the middle of the Spring and Autumn Period. The content of the "Book of Songs" is divided into "Feng" and "Ya" "Song" and "Song". "Wind" is the ballads from various places in the Zhou Dynasty; "Ya" is the formal song of the Zhou people, which is divided into "Daya" and "Xiaoya"..."

Teacher Yuwen explained to the students what the "Book of Songs" is. Most of the students who participated in the literature group are interested in literature, but except for Hua Jinyun, others have never been in contact with the "Book of Songs". It was very unfamiliar to them, and it sounded a little difficult. Teacher Yuwen considered the students' ability to accept, and did not go into details. She just briefly introduced the "Book of Songs". If she buys a copy of "The Book of Songs" to read, she will not make a unified request.

Hearing this, Zhuang Zhuangzhi heaved a sigh of relief: "Thank God, I finally don't need to buy The Book of Songs. I'm willing to buy wet wipes. It's better to save money on the Book of Songs. I can't understand it even if I buy it."

Zhuang Zhuangzhi lay down on the table and talked to himself in a very low voice. His deskmate heard him muttering something and reminded him to pay attention to the lecture and not to talk to himself. If he was caught by Teacher Yuwen and stood on the podium, I couldn't hold back my face.Zhuang Zhuangzhi didn't take it seriously. If he was caught as a model, he would be caught as a model. What's the big deal?He has been arrested many times, and he doesn't care about this one more time. Besides, he didn't join the literature group voluntarily, he was forced to. If Teacher Yuwen didn't like him and kicked him out, that would be exactly what he wanted. It was Teacher Yuwen who didn't want him, but it wasn't that he didn't want to be in the literature group.

After Mr. Yuwen introduced the "Book of Songs", he continued to talk about "Xiaoya. Liao'e": "Students, let's continue to study. "Xiaoya. Liao'e" expresses the loneliness and pain of losing parents, and the failure to adopt parents The regret and remorse, the pathos and the heart. Well, let's start learning now."

"The Polygonum, the bandit, Yihao. Mourning for my parents, who gave birth to me. The Polygonum, and the bandit, Yiwei. Mourning for my parents, and giving birth to me. I am weary. The bottle is exhausted, the shame of Wei. Fresh people Life is not as long as death. Without a father, how can you protect? Without a mother, what can you rely on? When you go out, you will wear a shirt, and when you go in, you will be exhausted. When my father gives birth to me, my mother bows to me. I live with me, and I grow up with me. Take care of me. I return to me, enter and exit me. The virtue of wanting to repay, the sky is endless! Nanshan is fierce, and the wind is blowing. The people are not in the valley, but I am the only one! The law of Nanshan, the wind is blowing. Alone!"

Teacher Yuwen recited "Xiaoya. Liao'e" affectionately, explained the annotations, and translated the poem. After the lecture, the students all straightened up and sat upright in their seats. When he was distracted again, Teacher Yuwen saw that he was sitting up, not like the usual idyllic appearance. Seeing this, Teacher Yuwen felt a little relieved.

There was no sound in the classroom, and even the breathing seemed a little noisy at this moment. The students sat upright, waiting for Teacher Yuwen to continue. feel."

No one answered, and the students still looked at Teacher Yuwen quietly. Teacher Yuwen said: "Students, let me tell you a story. The protagonist of the story is named Huang Xiang. Huang Xiang was an official and dutiful son in the Eastern Han Dynasty. Xiang knew how to be filial to his parents when he was a child. When the weather was hot in summer, Huang Xiang used a cattail fan to fan his parents' curtains and pillow mats. In this way, the heat in the curtains and pillow mats was driven away by his cattail fan, and even the mosquitoes disappeared. , parents can sleep peacefully in the hot summer. In ancient times, there were no heating facilities such as heating and floor heating in winter. In order to prevent her parents from feeling cold, Huang Xiang got under the quilt early and used her body to help her parents Covering the heat with the quilt, when the parents were resting, the cold quilt became warmer, and the parents were spared the pain of the cold. Later, Huang Xiang's deeds were widely spread in the world, and he became a filial son praised by everyone, and his reputation will last forever .”

After telling Huang Xiang's story, Teacher Yuwen looked down at the podium. The students listened to the story just now very seriously, more seriously than usual in class. At this time, a female student said: "Teacher, Huang Xiang is really obedient." His good boy, he is so filial to his parents, his parents must be very pleased?"

Teacher Yuwen smiled and said: "Yes, Huang Xiang is a good boy who is filial. He is filial to his parents, and his parents are very happy. We are filial to our parents, and our parents are also very happy. Every parent hopes that their children will be filial. , but how many truly filial sons and daughters are there? As children, we are ashamed of our parents!"

At this time, a boy raised his hand to ask a question. Teacher Yuwen asked him to stand up and answer the question. He said, "Teacher, why are we ashamed of our parents?"

Teacher Yuwen didn't say anything, she asked the boys to sit down first, "Students, before answering this question, the teacher will tell you another story. This is a true story, a true story that happened around the teacher. I hope the students will After hearing this story, don't just take it as a story, we must understand what it tells us, and we must learn from it in our future life."

Teacher Yuwen told everyone stories, and everyone was willing to listen to them. The students sat more upright than before, and they had to listen carefully to the teacher's stories.