The Thousand-Character Essay, The Analects of Confucius?
"Dabao, tell Grandpa Li, what books are you reading at home?"
Dabao didn't know what he meant. He had followed his father since he was a child, and making mechas was his inspiration.
When chatting with his uncles and aunts at the institute, and on business trips with his father, he did not need to formally learn about interstellar knowledge, so he did not want to go to kindergarten.
But Kong Shiyuan hoped that besides practicing martial arts and making mechas, he should also study and cultivate his character.
"I've read the Thousand-Character Classic and The Analects of Confucius," Dabao Jiansheng said.
"Tell Grandpa, do you have these two books? Can you understand them?"
The Ancient Prose Research Institute led by Mr. Li before his retirement has promoted the Analects throughout the world and is working to include it in the required reading list for students, so it is not surprising that the Analects is included.
However, the Thousand-Character Classic has not been promoted in the interstellar world, and it has not been officially released even on the Ancient Blue Star. Are they getting pirated copies? Has the Thousand-Character Classic developed among the masses to the point where it is setting a historical trend?
Dabao ran to the locker in the living room and took out the book. He usually practiced in the morning, read it when he came back in the evening and prepared the mecha parts, and recited it while making the mecha.
"This is the book my mother gave me.
I can understand it, there are annotations on it, and my mother can explain it to me."
"Dabao, do you know what Lin Shen Lu Bao Su Xing Wen Si is?"
"My mother also said that in ancient times, emperors were not as civilized as their ministers, and their military skills were not as good as those of generals. Instead, they had to command these civil and military officials to deal with problems that even they could not solve. They thought they were being teased, so they were moody. If a minister was not careful, he would
There is a danger of death, and if it doesn't work, it will affect the nine tribes, so why don't you be cautious?
(Content explanation comes from the Internet)
"Hahaha, that makes sense!" Mr. Li looked at Kong Shiyuan with admiration in his eyes. "Miss Kong, I wonder if you are interested in joining the Institute of Classical Literature?"
Five minutes later, there was still no writing.
Research institute?
"Actually, I want to be a classical Chinese teacher." Kong Shiyuan said tentatively as he walked out the door.
Because that copy of Ouyang Xun's "Heart Sutra" is at his place.
Being able to be a teacher, get holidays, double salary, Kong Shiyuan snickered inwardly.
"By the way, if you have any questions about writing articles or taking exams, you can go to me. I'm right next door, called Liyuan." Mr. Li instructed.
"Haha, yes, if you become a scholar at the Institute of Classical Literature, you will be arranged to give lectures at the school."
"Thank you Dabao." Mr. Li took a bite and said, "Well, it's so crispy!"
And there is a greater chance of being hired by first- and second-tier stars as tutors or event instructors.”
Mr. Li looked at the title of the book and touched it unconsciously.
I opened it and saw the detailed notes. Some of the contents were discussed by scholars from the Institute of Classical Literature, and there were actually clear and more relevant explanations.
Shameless talk!
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Today, I am not used to it. Someone actually applied for article review.
"The annual salary of the Institute of Classical Literature is 80,000 star coins, and if you are hired to the school, you will get an additional 4,000 star coins per month, including winter and summer vacations.
"Grandpa, this is the best if you cook it for eight seconds."
Where did the idiot come from to harass the official website? If he didn't beat him to pieces, he wouldn't be worthy of his position as the dean of the Ancient Literature Academy!
Bring out the bold red marker and be ready to correct and criticize.
Suddenly, a piece of hairy belly appeared in front of Mr. Li's eyes. Dabao picked up a piece with serving chopsticks, put it into his pot, counted for eight seconds, and added it to Mr. Li's bowl.
"Is this a family collection?"
Walking on thin ice in the depths comes from an article in "Xiao Ya" and "Xiao Min" in "The Book of Songs": To be cautious is like walking on thin ice when facing an abyss.
Ten minutes later, there was still no writing.
Going out? By chance? Found? Is this an ancient book? Do you think it’s a piece of junk?
Fifteen minutes later, I wiped my glasses and began to read it carefully for the second time.
In the next few days, Kong Shiyuan struggled in seclusion to enter the institute. Dabao drove to the Dark Night City by himself every day, full of energy, and the children all hummed proudly when he saw him.
Except for the occasional reception of Mr. Li who was having a meal, his life was uneventful.
In the morning, before the parents get up, the children should get up first; in the evening, after the parents have gone to bed, the children can go to bed. They should greet their parents twice in the morning and evening. This is what the "Disciples' Rules" says in the morning, when they are calm, and when they are late, they are calm.
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"Cliff Mountains."
"Su Xing Wen Yi" is the abbreviation of "Su Xing Night Sleep" and "Dong Wen Xia Yi". This sentence comes from "Daya Yi" in "The Book of Songs".
"Being in a deep position and doing a weak job is the way to serve a king; being active and warm early in life is the way to serve a father.
"Did you teach these?" Mr. Li looked at Kong Shiyuan.
"Where did you find it?"
Zhang Wenzhu, the current dean of the Ancient Chinese Research Institute, went to work in the morning and opened the backend of the official website. Ancient Chinese was not popular, and the backstage was probably as deserted as usual. He had long been used to it.
Mr. Li's eyes are getting brighter and brighter, and he can actually comprehend many ancient books at such a young age!
After hearing this, I laughed out loud with joy, and even shed some tears at the end.
For a moment, Mr. Li's hands were shaking a little.
Well, he seems to understand where this book came from.
"Who gave you this book?" Mr. Li asked Kong Shiyuan.
Kong Shiyuan smiled and nodded.
Mr. Li looked at Kong Shiyuan more carefully this time. She was slim, fair, petite and cute. He could only believe that someone else had given her to her.
"Oh, it was a gift from a friend."
"I want to have two big holidays." Kong Shiyuan said silently.
Dabao handed the book to Mr. Li with both hands.
Which street? He wanted to find it.
"I don't know how to get into the Institute of Classical Literature?" Kong Shiyuan asked.
"Okay, are you a scholar from the Institute of Classical Literature?" Kong Shiyuan asked curiously.
"You can take a look at the ancient prose research articles published on the official website of the Institute of Classical Prose, and write two submissions. If you pass, you can apply for the admission exam. If you pass, you will be a scholar of the Institute of Classical Prose." Seeing that Kong Shiyuan was interested in participating.
, Mr. Li felt a lot relieved and started to use chopsticks. This hairy belly is so hard.
I glanced at the title, um, late Spring and Autumn Period. Huh? Spring and Autumn Period? Late Period? Do you want to elaborate?
"No, I found it accidentally when I was out."
It was not until half a month later that Kong Shiyuan fully studied the writing structure of the official website articles and repeatedly polished and completed "The Analects of Confucius - Zi Nian Ya Yan Poems and Books are all elegant words" and "A Detailed Description of the Middle and Late Spring and Autumn Period in the Analects of Confucius".
Master and master what my father taught me.
"Haha, the Institute of Classical Literature doesn't need to sit in classes. If you have something to do, you can have meetings and if you have nothing else, you can do your own research. You can just submit two professional analysis articles a year."
"That's right." Mr. Li said with a smile, turning around and picking up a few more chopsticks.
Mr. Li turned to a page and asked Dabao,
Mr. Li explained with a smile.
Dabao glanced at Kong Shiyuan and replied loudly:
Twenty minutes later, the two articles were covered with red marks, all of which were key symbols, and reading insights: "So that's how it is," "Thought-provoking," "This is true elegance," the boundaries of Confucian thought and social practice, etc.
Two hours later, the originally clear document had been read over and over again, and was densely annotated with red bold marker.
He suddenly woke up when private information came in. He ignored the information and first shared the article he had tagged with the scholar group on the official website. Then he published the unmarked original article on the official website, and the recruitment notice was specially bolded.
I also sent a separate copy of the original text to Mr. Li, who is retired at home.