book of ten thousand words

"Sister," Pearl said with a smile, "every day I do the work of grinding ink and handing paper. But I can't read. I'm so anxious to keep reading every day. That's why I came here to beg my sister. I think , Even if you can know ten characters a day, wait for two years, the accumulation will become more, and you will gradually gain some knowledge. It is also more convenient to find books for the master to hang."

"Then why do you have to learn this poem? This poem was written by Mr. Wei?" I asked.

Zhao Xi nodded, "Yes." She shook her head again, "No."

"Is it or not?"

Zhao Xi hurriedly explained: "Sister, listen to me slowly. I heard...it was written by the number one poet in the Song Dynasty."

I said, "It's Lu You's poem." Zhao Xi nodded, "Yes, but it was written by Mr. Wei."

I frowned.

Zhao Xi added, "He has been writing for several nights, because he felt that his handwriting was too ugly, so he tore it up and threw it into the wastebasket. This one fell behind the table. Fortunately, it was fully."

Pearl also frowned, "I think, if I learn other characters, even if I can recognize them, I'm still at a loss. It's better to learn the poems that Mr. Wei is reading. When my sister teaches me, if I can recite them, Maybe Mr. Wei will be happy." Hearing this, I sighed in my heart.

Watching the words and expressions day and night, I don't know what I thought in my heart, but I was empty.She stammered, "I think my sister will pass the door in two days. That's why I came to ask... what's written on it... Mr. Wei shouldn't be surprised..."

I comforted her a few words and said, "In this case, why don't I teach you how to sing, and the guardian Wei is happy to hear it." At that time, she was really a little girl with no heart.Putting aside his worries, he smiled shyly and agreed.I got up and took out two good sheets of paper, wrote another short poem, and taught her to read it word by word.

It is "The Pride of the Fisherman" by Li Qingzhao.

The sky meets the clouds and the morning mist, and the galaxy is about to turn and dance with thousands of sails; as if the soul of a dream returns to the emperor, hearing the words of heaven, he asks me where I return.I report that the road is long and the sun is setting, and there are amazing lines in the poems; ninety thousand miles, the wind is moving, the wind stops, and the boat blows three mountains.

Stumbling day and night, pointing to each word, I actually memorized the pronunciation from beginning to end.

None were wrong.

Read it twice, still a good one.Although I was still in a state of confusion, and my mind was not here at all. It can be seen that she is so smart, but I couldn't help but say: "I didn't expect my sister to be so smart! If you were able to study a few years ago, now, you are already a girl." Talented."

Day and night, she just smiled and begged me to teach her to read it again.

After reading it a few more times, I remembered the situation in the theater and dared not stay any longer.

With the paper in his arms, his little face blushed.

Before leaving, he said, "When I have free time, I will come to my sister to learn how to read."

I forced a smile and said goodbye day and night.

Closed the door, as if my heart had already exploded.See the poem written by Mr. Wei lying in front of the table.

So he dazedly dipped his pen and wrote the poem silently.

I silently wrote it again.

I don't know how many times I wrote it silently, then I shook my hand, picked up a sheet, and read it softly:

Dressed in gold and white jade, it shines through the windows at night.

The husband has not accomplished [-] meritorious deeds, so he takes care of Bahuang on his own with a knife.

Jinghua makes friends with all kinds of strange people, and lives and dies together with each other.

The thousand-year-old history is shameless, and he is loyal to the emperor.

You come to join the army in Tianhanbin, and Nanshan Xiaoxueyu is rugged.

Alas!

Although the three households of Chu could destroy Qin, how can there be no one in China! "

I translated it to myself sentence by sentence:

"Precious sword, precious sword, precious sword of gold and white jade. Your light shines from the window, it is really exciting! I am such a dignified man, now I am 20 years old, standing alone in this world with a knife. I think I made friends with all the strange people and strangers in the capital, congenial, and lived and died together. If my name cannot be left in the thousand-year history, it would be a shameful thing..."

I suddenly remembered the first time I met Mr. Wei.

That day, Mr. Wei was riding a big black horse with the prince's treasured sword on his back, his figure was ups and downs, surrounded by beautiful golden colors...

I fixedly looked at the handwriting on the paper: Woohoo!Although the three households of Chu could destroy Qin, how can there be no one in China! "

Suddenly, I thought of that day again, as if in a dream, the figure I saw under the crabapple tree.

Mrs. Xu said that that day was the day when Emperor Yongli, Empress and others were hanged ten years ago.

I stood up!

He already told me!

A thunderbolt on the July moors exploded in my heart.

As if to illuminate something.

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