"The tall tower of Yingjiang Temple reflects the dazzling autumn sun, highlighting the rows of temple houses with yellow walls and black tiles, and is reflected in the light Yangtze River water. The endless blue sky is even more beautiful because of the touch of this tall tower.
It shows the vastness of its area, its leisure and ease, and seems to be smiling at the management of the world on earth, spreading its meticulous gifts there."
Lin Xiaoguang was reading Yu Dafu's novel "The Lost Sheep", imagining Yicheng in autumn and missing the people in autumn.
"Brother Xiaoguang, I've finished writing." Fu Hui sat at the desk, put down the pen, and handed him the exercise.
Lin Xiaoguang closed the yellowed book, took over the exercises, and then looked at the questions and answers.
I have to say that these two brothers and sisters are a strange pair. The boy is terrible in science but very good in liberal arts. The girl is terrible in liberal arts but extremely good in science. However, relatively speaking, science is more difficult than liberal arts, so Fu Hui's
He studies better than Fu Anqing.
She is only in the second grade of junior high school this semester. History teaches modern history, and geography teaches Chinese geography.
Lin Xiaoguang didn't find the very simple content difficult. In his opinion, even an ordinary person wouldn't learn it so poorly if he put in some hard work.
Since Fu Hui was very poor at studying and she wasn't an imbecile, she just wasn't interested.
Therefore, he did not intend to follow the script.
"Hui Hui, do you hate history and geography?" He tried to communicate deeply with the junior high school students.
"It's not that I hate it, it's just that I have to memorize too much, and I'm not interested in history and geography." Fu Hui felt annoyed when he thought of this.
Lin Xiaoguang laughed when he heard what she said.
As a high school teacher, he has been teaching for more than thirty years and has come into contact with countless students. It is not like he has never seen Fu Hui like this before.
It's very simple. Her performance is driven by performance.
There are advantages and disadvantages to being performance-driven. Good subjects are better, and bad subjects are worse.
In other words, because of her success in science, she gained the respect of students and teachers, and was more willing to spend time and energy in this area. She suffered failure in liberal arts, so she was unwilling to study. As one goes, she became more and more interested in science.
Interested, but less and less interested in liberal arts.
No matter whether you can learn well or not, as long as you have a little psychological resistance and rejection, you will be able to learn well.
"When you didn't learn geography and history last year, were you still interested in them?"
"how do you know?"
Lin Xiaoguang chuckled: "Then let's make an assumption. Assume that you have never studied geography or history. You have not experienced it this year. You were still in the fifth grade last year when you graduated. You are now in Yicheng instead of Peiping.
OK?"
Fu Hui was a little confused and frowned: "How to assume?"
"Imagine the Yingjiang Temple on the Yangtze River, the towering Zhenfeng Tower, the quiet flowing Wanhe River, the crystal clear Linghu Lake, the buffaloes and swans living in harmony by the river, the majestic Sikong Mountain, the bright and simple
Huangmei opera, fried dough sticks, wild rice dumplings and roasted pork, you are a student who has just graduated from elementary school and is carefree..."
Lin Xiaoguang was still talking softly, but Fu Hui closed his eyes.
"Very good, just close your eyes, recall slowly, and listen to me slowly."
"When you were a child, did you ever wonder why the Yangtze River always flows from west to east, how did the city of Yicheng come from, what happened in its past, and why it rarely snows?"
"Do you know how Yingjiang Temple and Zhenfeng Pagoda came about? Do you know the origin of the Heavenly Match and the Consort? Do you want to hear the stories of Chen Zhongfu, Deng Jiaxian, Zhang Henshui, and Zhang Tingyu?"
"Your name is Hui. There is a county in the country with this name. Do you know where it is?"
Lin Xiaoguang seemed to be under hypnosis, and was very seductive.
"Brother Xiaoguang, I don't hate history and geography anymore. Please tell me these stories!" Fu Hui opened his eyes after not hearing his voice for a long time.
Lin Xiaoguang finally smiled.
"Okay, let me tell you, Hui is the abbreviation of Jianghuai Province. There is a Hui County in China, but it is not in Jianghuai. It is in Xilong. Then let me ask you, there is a Long County in China, and Long is the abbreviation of Xilong Province. , where do you think Long County is?"
Fu Hui racked his brains and couldn't think of anything, so he asked him: "Brother Xiaoguang, can I read the map?"
"Can."
There was no big map, so she stared at a provincial-level administrative division map. Of course there were no county-level administrative divisions on it, so she asked tentatively: "Long County is in Jianghuai?"
"Wrong, it is in Xishan, and I am from Xishan."
Fu Hui was a little downcast.
"You have to understand it literally. Xilong is naturally to the west of Long County, so it is called Xilong. In the same way, let me ask you again, Shaanxi is the abbreviation of Xishan Province. There is a Shaanxi County in China. What do you think about Shaanxi? Where is the county?”
Fu Hui seemed to understand now. He stared at the map and saw that there were two provinces to the east of Xishan.
"But, there are two, Xishan and Nanhe?"
"Stop now." Lin Xiaoguang interrupted her: "Let me tell you a little about Chinese. The word next to the ear is pronounced fu. It is a pictographic oracle bone shape, and its original meaning is earth and mountain."
Fu Hui was a little confused and stared at him with burning eyes. Does this have anything to do with geography?
"There are many characters next to the ears, such as Yang, Ling, and Yin. Many place names contain these three characters, such as Hanyang, Jiangling, Huaiyin, Qingyang, Anling, and Shanyin. The first three have three dots of water, which means The primary factor in building a city is river water. The absence of the last three means that river water is not the primary factor."
"The boundary between Xishan and Xishan provinces is the Yellow River, and the boundary between Nanhe and Xishan is the Qinling Mountains. Which province do you think Shaanxi County belongs to now?"
"Nanhe." Fu Hui blurted out.
"Bingo!" Lin Xiaoguang snapped his fingers: "Yes, Shaanxi County belongs to Nanhe Province. Huihui, you are really smart and great. I think you are very talented in geography."
Fu Hui was a little happy.
At this time, someone knocked on the door. After three knocks, the door was pushed open and a young woman came in.
"Mom, why did you come here? You're starving."
Lin Xiaoguang didn't need to guess, he knew that the person in front of him was Teacher Fu's sister. He hadn't met her a few days ago and finally met her today. However, when they met, he was a little surprised.
Teacher Fu and her sister look very similar, and they look like they were carved from the same mold.
There is also a difference. Teacher Fu has a pure temperament, while the sister in front of him is a beautiful young woman in her thirties, with the style of a mature wife, and her temperament is more charming, but she cannot bear to be blasphemed.
Fu Qingwu stared at Lin Xiaoguang, looked up and down, and smiled: "You are Qingtong's beloved disciple, Xiaoguang, right?"
Lin Xiaoguang nodded and said yes, and then he didn't know whether to call her sister or aunt. Logically speaking, he should be called sister, but she was about the same age as his sister-in-law. Besides, it was not easy to be too eager when they met for the first time. It seemed more appropriate to call her aunt.
Seeing that he was a little embarrassed, Fu Qingwu pursed his lips and smiled: "Sit down, don't go to the cafeteria today, I bought food and will eat here."
Then she looked at Fu Hui: "Hui Hui, it's your first time in class today. How do you feel?"
"Brother Xiaoguang's class is very interesting." Fu Hui stood aside.
"I haven't thanked you for tutoring Anqing last semester, and now you're tutoring Huihui. It's really troublesome." Fu Qingwu was very enthusiastic.
"No trouble, no trouble, you are too polite. Sister Qingtong has helped me a lot."
Lin Xiaoguang was helpless. Sister Qingtong's sister regarded him as her nephew, but he could only carry on. It was too ridiculous to tell her directly that we are friends and I like your sister.
"Then you go on, I'll cook, Xiaoguang, thank you for your hard work." Fu Qingwu rubbed her head lovingly, then warned her, looked at him with a smile, and then turned around and went out.
After she left, Lin Xiaoguang continued the class, but was a little absent-minded.