Chapter 817 Head cantilever beam, cone thorn strand
"It's so hot in summer. The sun comes out early in the morning. When I walk on the road, I can see a lot of heat coming up from the ground. I don't dare to play outside. I'm sweating after running for a while. I have to take a shower when I sweat.
, taking a bath is so troublesome. If my father could buy me ice cream, I wouldn’t sweat. If I don’t sweat, I don’t have to take a shower all the time. But my father always doesn’t buy me ice cream, so I always sweat.
It's a bath. Once I take a bath, I have to change clothes. Once I change clothes, grandma will wash my clothes, so grandma will be very tired. I don't want grandma to be tired, so I hope dad can buy me ice cream."
Zhang Zhong looked at Peng Peng's essay and rolled his eyes to the sky.
Now Zhang Zhong no longer checks Pengpeng's diary. He told Pengpeng that he can just write the diary for himself, but he still has to write a short composition every day.
Today's essay is quite long, but it writes about one thing from beginning to end, and that is that I want to buy her ice cream myself.
The logic is quite thorough.
"Since when have you always taken a shower? Now don't you take a shower once a day? I don't think you take a shower multiple times a day." Zhang Zhong said.
"That's because I don't want grandma to work hard."
"Don't I put your clothes in the washing machine for you to wash?"
"Then I don't want you to suffer either."
"It's okay. There is a washing machine for washing clothes. I just need to dry the clothes."
"It's very tiring to dry clothes."
"What's so tiring about drying clothes? It's not as tiring as writing your essay."
"..."
Pengpeng realized that her reason didn't make sense, and immediately changed her explanation, "Dad, actually I don't really want to eat ice cream, but Liu Minya likes it very much. Dad, can you buy two, one for each of us?"
"I never said I wanted to eat ice cream." Liu Minya said, standing next to her.
Liu Feng and the others were a little busy these two days and didn't have time to pick up Minya, so they asked Zhang Zhong to help pick her up.
So Minya has been doing homework at Zhang Zhong's house these two days.
After being brought down by her good sisters, Pengpeng still felt embarrassed and said, "I thought you wanted to eat it."
"If you want to eat it, just say so. Don't involve others. Didn't we already agree that you can eat one big torch in two days?"
"But I want to eat it every day."
"Some things are not something you must get just because you want them. People must learn to restrain their desires. Just like I want you to only eat one ice cream a month, but Dad restrained himself and still allowed you to eat one ice cream every two days.
branch."
Pengpeng was startled by Zhang Zhong's statement and said quickly, "Dad, you must restrain yourself."
Zhang Chong smiled and said, "I have restrained myself, so you must restrain yourself too, okay?"
Pengpeng nodded repeatedly, "I understand."
"Well, that's good." Zhang Zhong picked up her essay again, "Look at your essay today. It's better to read it to the end. Some of the words in the middle have ended, so why not add a period?"
Not only Pengpeng, but also Minya's essays, their use of punctuation marks is very problematic.
But then again, after all, the two little girls are only so old, so it is very good to be able to write like this.
When Zhang Zhong was a child, he was definitely not as good at writing as they were.
Zhang Zhong is now Pengpeng and Minya's Chinese tutor, and he often takes time to tutor them in Chinese.
Not only do they teach them how to write essays, but sometimes they also tell them some short stories, short allusions, and some ancient poems.
Although they may not be able to understand it, Zhang Zhong believes that it is not necessary to understand these things related to words.
He loves to read and doesn't ask for deep explanations.
Although I often don’t know what it means after reading it, but if I read too many books, it will become a part of my body.
The same goes for ancient poems and so on. Zhang Zhong is not afraid that they will forget them after listening to them.
There is no such thing as true forgetfulness, and those ancient poems they have read will remain somewhere in their minds, affecting them.
They also like Zhang Zhong telling them allusions and ancient poems, because there is no pressure and Zhang Zhong will not ask them to recite the whole text after teaching them.
"Today I will tell you an idiom called cantilevered thorns. There are two allusions in this idiom, namely head cantilevered and cone thorned."
As Zhang Zhong spoke, he wrote "head cantilevered, conical thorns" on the paper.
The two little girls looked at these six words and didn't understand what they meant. Minya asked: "Uncle Zhang, what does this mean?"
Zhang Zhong explained carefully, "Tou refers to our head, xuan means hanging, and beam means the beam of the house."
"What is the beam?" Pengpeng asked.
"The beams." Zhang Zhong raised his head and looked at the ceiling. There was no such thing as a beam in their room. He thought for a while and said, "Have you seen the pavilion in the Iris Garden? There is that roof on the top.
Plant large logs horizontally, which will be the beams."
"Oh." Pengpeng nodded, then looked stunned and said with some fear, "Dad, it's scary to hang your head from the beam."
This time it was Zhang Zhong's turn to be stunned and asked, "Why is it scary?"
"It's not scary to hang your head from the rafters."
Pfft——
Zhang Zhong twitched the corner of his mouth, and it turned out to be enterprise-level understanding.
He had no choice but to explain, "In ancient times, there was a man named Sun Jing. He was very eager to learn. He studied during the day and at night. In order to prevent himself from falling asleep, he tied his hair with a rope and tied the other end to the beam.
, as long as he lowers his head and wants to sleep, his hair will be pulled painfully, so he can continue to study."
"That's true, but it's also quite scary."
Zhang Chong said with a smile, "In ancient times, conditions were poor and there were few ways to learn, so some people would use some special methods to force themselves to learn. We will not discuss whether this method is good or bad, but this eagerness to learn is worth it
Let’s study, right?”
The two little girls nodded together, and then Liu Minya pointed to the next three words, "What about the awl to stab the butt? Do you use an awl to stab the buttocks?"
"The butt does not mean the butt, but the thigh. This is the story of another well-educated person. His name is Su Qin. He was also afraid of falling asleep, so he prepared an awl. Whenever he dozed off, he would prick him with the awl.
Thigh." When he said this, Zhang Zhong suddenly remembered the sentence "Two legs are fighting, and I want to leave first."
"This is so scary." Pengpeng said, touching his leg.
Liu Minya said, "This method is not as good as the previous method. If I really doze off, I won't even think about stabbing my thigh, and I will definitely fall asleep directly."
"You're right, the awl does not have a cantilevered head." Zhang nodded in approval.