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Chapter 7 31-35

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Chapter 31: Mr. Wen / Chen Hengshu (1) Mr. (Chen Hengshu) Liu Pujiang When writing about the Chinese Department, we must first start with a non-Chinese teacher—Mr. Liu Pujiang. I don't know when Mr. Liu began to teach ancient Chinese history courses to first-year undergraduate students in the Chinese Department.He is famous for two things. One is his strict requirements. According to legend, the Chinese Department has "Four Famous Catchers", which are the ones who catch students who fail the pass very hard. There are many versions of the saying, but no matter which version, Mr. Liu's The big names are all on the list-it is said that someone has rebuilt it four times and still hasn't passed.The second is that he would say this sentence in the first class every year: "I always think that the students in your Chinese department are relatively uneducated..." Hearing this sentence at that time, the whole classroom was in an uproar, even though there were already senior students The senior sister vaccinated us.Then he began to explain why the students in the Chinese Department were uneducated. He probably talked about some personal experiences and found that the students in the Chinese Department were quite lacking in traditional Chinese historical and cultural knowledge.So in the course of this semester, he paid great attention to the training of the basic literacy of our ancient culture, such as the calendar of the stems and branches, and even the month and day, such as reading and writing traditional characters. Thinking about it now, it will really benefit a lot for future study , and the slap in the face at that time was also quite necessary for me who was complacent when I just entered the Chinese Department.In the second year, Mr. C took me to listen to his first class. He saw the two of us sitting below. One sentence: "I think the students in your Chinese department are relatively uneducated..." The whole classroom was in an uproar again, only Mr. C and I looked at each other and smiled - this is probably one of the differences between freshmen and old students.I remember that after Mr. Liu said "the students of the Chinese department are not literate", there was an addition, to the effect that his wife is also from the Chinese department, but she majored in classical literature in the Chinese department, so she was a bit literate--I chose classical literature later. As a literature major, it cannot be said that there is no influence of this sentence.

As the class progressed, I felt more and more that what he said was not nonsense.Everyone has learned history lessons since they were young, but in order to meet the needs of the exam, history education in middle schools arbitrarily draws conclusions on some inconclusive things and forcibly instills them in us. At the same time, it also instills many outdated and even wrong conclusions.And Mr. Liu can often break these "illusions" for us in class.Once he picked up the lecture notes and read: "Engels said..." When everyone heard what Engels said, they hurriedly buried their heads in memorizing it, and their hands were sore after memorizing it. Prove that this view is wrong..." Everyone collapsed.Of course, the important thing is not the conclusion, but that you can use the materials you have to research and analyze-this is the difference between middle school education and university education.And Mr. Liu also attaches great importance to our own opinions. In the two major exams, he each had a question with a high score and great flexibility. I think this is also one of the important links to liberate us from the high school learning method of rote memorization for exams.

If a teacher can only impart knowledge, he is not a good teacher, but a mediocre one at best--because that is what all teachers can do.But Mr. Liu has an awe-inspiring personality charm.One time, he was too late to talk about the problem. He mentioned that after the economic reform in 1992, a professor of Peking University jumped from a certain teaching building.At this moment, some contemptuous laughter came from below.Mr. Liu said solemnly: "Don't laugh! People dare to die for their beliefs, do you dare?" The voice was not loud, but the whole classroom was stunned.Mr. Liu suddenly became extremely tall at that moment.

Mr. Liu also had countless witty remarks in class, and I can't remember a few of them now. When Mr. C took notes, the front of each page of the notebook recorded the content of the lecture, and the back was dedicated to the witty words of the teacher.Later, Mr. C told me that when you are in a bad mood, you can take out these witty words and read them, and the more you read them, the happier you will be, so that you can relieve your worries.There is also Mr. Z, who believes that he has a solid foundation in Chinese studies, so he doesn't memorize a serious sentence in class, but only memorizes Mr. Liu's witty words.It will be a very interesting book when I take out the transcripts of the two of them and sort them out one day, it will be a very interesting book--Mr. Liu's real character and learning worthy of our respect should be there, It's not that my clumsy brushwork can draw a clear picture.

However, since 2004, the Department of Chinese Language and Literature no longer offers ancient Chinese history courses for freshmen.I also never had the chance to listen to that "Chinese department students are uneducated" rant.Sometimes when I was walking on campus with Mr. C, I would suddenly hear him shout: "Ah, isn't that Mr. Liu Pujiang?" I looked in the direction of his fingers and saw a man riding a bicycle, straddling a briefcase, Some slightly hunched familiar figures drifted away.His departure is the end of an era and a great regret.The teachers in charge of teaching in the Chinese Department will not fail to understand the truth of "no learning outside history", nor will they not understand that the misunderstanding of history education in middle schools needs to be broken, and more importantly, for freshmen, a "spiritual mentor" The significance of the title is self-evident - Mr. Liu is absolutely worthy of such a title.I think it's better to resume the course of ancient Chinese history, and invite Mr. Liu to come back and talk about it, even if it's just based on his sentence "the students of the Chinese department are uneducated".

Chapter 32: Mr. Wen / Chen Hengshu (2) Shao Yonghai Many people affectionately call Mr. Shao Yonghai "Shao Ge", but I only call him "Shao Gong".These two titles are actually not contradictory. "Gong" and "Brother" represent two aspects of Mr. Shao's personality: serious and lively. I took the first ancient Chinese class standing up, because I got there late and there were no seats left, so I had to lean on the last heater in the classroom.That class was far away, and there were only three impressions of the middle-aged man on the podium: he kept a stern face for two hours; he wrote traditional characters vertically;From the second class, Mr. C helped me occupy a seat in the front row, and I was lucky to have close contact with this teacher.It was later discovered that he was also smiling, but his movements were extremely small and difficult to detect.During the lectures, he was very rigorous and meticulous, but the atmosphere was not dull, and he played with humor from time to time, and once even made fun of me.At that time, he was talking about the grammar of ancient Chinese, and passive sentences sometimes have derogatory emotional colors. To give an example, his eyes swept across the front row, stopped on me, and said: "For example, I said that Chen Hengshu was praised by the teacher. Yes, everyone thinks it's awkward, but if I say that Chen Hengshu was criticized by the teacher, everyone thinks it's logical, right?" At that time, the whole room burst into laughter, and I looked at him dumbfounded, and he also smiled at me, showing Two rows of teeth yellow and black from smoking.

Mr. Shao is indeed not a rigid person. Although he looks serious and unsmiling, he is actually very approachable.Mr. C and I sometimes go to his office to sit and chat with him, listening to him talk about when he was in college, when he started smoking, playing poker for three days and three nights without closing his eyes, and listening to Zhu De Mr. Xi's writing class is so fun, and so on.Once I heard that he still played football, I asked him for confirmation.He just said lightly: "Oh, they never call me." After watching him kick once, I realized why "they" didn't call him.When the game started, Shao Gong appeared in the goalkeeper's position wearing a thick ski jacket.Not long after the opening, the opponent took a weak shot and rolled slowly close to the ground. Mr. Shao stretched his waist and stretched out his hand-the ball went in, and got in between his legs. Everyone didn't react at once. Until Shao The male ran into the goal and picked it up, and the opponent realized: "Oh, we scored a goal." So they started celebrating.Not long after, the opponent shot again, it was a half-high ball, light and light, Shao Gong slightly bent his knees, and embraced the incoming ball--the ball scored again.Mr. Shao finally lost his composure, and changed someone to guard the goal for him. He followed Mr. Han Yuhai and Mr. Chen Baoya and ran up and down. After running for a long time, an opportunity finally appeared: the ball slowly rolled past him, and Mr. It's a kick when it's round, but it's empty, and I almost fell down.Later, he was finally unable to run and was replaced. He said to us mockingly: "I can't help it, I haven't played for a long time..." After the game, he rode a very old bicycle and whizzed away in the cold wind--About Mr. Shao's bicycle, he himself claimed that he "only rides Giant", "lost a dozen of them", but "keep buying if you lose it, and don't ride non-Giant".But the car that day was rusty, and it seemed like everything was ringing except the bell, and half of the hemp rope was tied to the back seat.We really can't associate such a car with a "Giant" that costs more than 200 yuan.Later, I wanted to ask several times, but in the end I didn't open my mouth.

Chapter 33: Mr. Wen / Chen Hengshu (3) Mr. Shao is really a man of temperament, even in academics.He made no secret of his likes and dislikes in his lectures, and repeatedly showed his appreciation for the cuteness of Confucius in class, but he was quite critical of Mencius who always liked to teach others with a straight face.Once in class, Sima Qian's "Bao Ren An Shu" was taught. After the lecture, he was very excited and said to everyone with emotion: "This article is so well written. We will translate a paragraph of punctuation from it for the final exam. Everyone agrees, okay?" Everyone agreed, so this part of the exam really came out.Another time, he gave a lecture on "The Book of Songs Binfeng July" to me and some classmates in the office, and then he mentioned the issue of Chinese peasants by the way.With a serious face and even a little bit of grief, he told us how heavy the burden of farmers is now.Later I heard from Mr. C that Mr. Shao came from one of the poorest areas in Shandong and had personal experience with this issue.Mr. Shao is not the kind of scholar who gets into an ivory tower and ignores worldly affairs. His knowledge is indeed alive rather than dead, hot rather than cold. Mr. C said that Mr. Shao is a great Confucian. I think not only in terms of knowledge and temperament, Mr. Shao really has the spirit of compassion for the world of traditional Chinese intellectuals.Based on this alone, I think it is better to call him "Mr. Shao".

Wu Xiaodong The first time I listened to Mr. Wu Xiaodong's lecture was at the end of the first semester of freshman year.At that time, the Department of Chinese offered a course on "Appreciation and Analysis of Famous Works of Modern and Contemporary Literature", which was taught by gentlemen from the Teaching and Research Section of Modern and Contemporary Literature in turn.It seemed that it was Mr. Wu Xiaodong's turn for the penultimate class, and he talked about Chinese modernist poetry in the 1930s.I remember that he was sitting in the classroom very early that day, quietly flipping through his lecture notes, with a refined demeanor.In this class, he analyzed several elements of modernist poetry, the first of which is "branch".To give an example, let’s talk about a note, if you write it down, it will become a note, and if you divide it into lines, it will become a poem.This formulation seemed very interesting and fresh at the time, especially for people like me who don't understand new poetry at all-although I still don't understand new poetry at all.He said that reciting poetry is also a science. Some people can recite bad poems well, while others can recite good poems badly. I think his reciting skills are first-rate, even though he has a little northeastern accent, but when he was pacing with his hands behind his back in the class of modern literature history, I was crying in the front row when he recited Mr. Zhu Ziqing.

The history of modern literature in the second semester of freshman year is the first formal compulsory course in literature that our undergraduates take.I don’t remember much of Mr. Wu’s interesting explanations in class now—maybe I will think of some when I look back at the notes at that time.But what impressed me the most about this class was the atmosphere of the class.Most of the courses in the Chinese Department are taught by the teacher from beginning to end, filling the class and discussing problems separately after class.But this class is not. Mr. Wu Xiaodong gave us a lot of opportunities to discuss in class. In the first few times, everyone seemed a little cautious. It seemed that everyone had not yet liberated from the dull classroom atmosphere in high school, and then gradually became enthusiastic. , we heard all kinds of ideas and opinions from our classmates, some of which are very inspiring, and the classroom is no longer the teacher's "one-word classroom"-this is for undergraduates of our grade who have been lacking in communication with each other on academic issues Even more precious.In just two months, we discussed the reasons for the prosperity of short essays during the "May Fourth Movement", Yu Dafu's novels, Bing Xin's prose, Feng Zhi's poems... After everyone spoke, Mr. Wu had to do a few This is a wonderful and instructive comment, which can be described as persuasive and persuasive, and the atmosphere of academic freedom permeates the whole class.The final exam until the end is also very characteristic. The topics can be roughly divided into two categories: one is the topic that can’t be dead anymore, such as the common knowledge of literary history such as Lu Xun’s birth year, which cannot be vague at all.I really got the wrong answer on Lu Xun's birthday at that time, and Mr. C didn't answer it.The other category is very open-ended topics: you are asked to write a paragraph about the most touching point of a work you have read, and finally there is such a topic: If Yu Dafu wins the Nobel Prize for Literature, please Draft an award speech.There is no topic that forces us to write about his views, which is probably why I don't remember much about his lectures.

Chapter 34: Mr. Wen / Chen Hengshu (4) The last class on the history of modern literature I took was on a Thursday afternoon in mid-April 2003. At that time, "SARS" had already hit, and everyone doubted whether the class that afternoon could continue as usual.The normally full classroom was only about one-third full that day, but Mr. Wu Xiaodong still arrived on time.The first thing he did when he entered the classroom was to open the two opposite windows in front of the classroom, saying that SARS is making a lot of noise now, and attention should be paid to ventilation.Then he went to the podium and said, I am very happy that so many people can still come today.Then let’s not get into the topic, but talked about the plagues and diseases in Chinese and foreign literary classics for a long time, and finally talked about Camus’s, saying that everyone should read it, all plagues can be defeated.Everyone was very excited to hear it.I said I was watching Solzhenitsyn's "Cancer Ward", Mr. Wu laughed and said, don't watch that, it's too scary.About the next day after this, I left Beijing.After that, I didn't have the chance to listen to what Mr. Wu said. I just listened to sporadic retellings by some students who still stick to the school when surfing the Internet.It is said that Lu Xun's part was very wonderful, but I couldn't hear it-this may be one of the biggest regrets of my four years in college. Qian Liqun When I entered the school in 2002, Lao Qian had just retired.We all thought that we had no chance to listen to the lectures of this famous "Lu Xun research expert", but when the course plan of "Appreciation and Analysis of Famous Modern and Contemporary Literature" was issued, Lao Qian's name was surprisingly listed.This is probably Lao Qian's curtain call in the Peking University classroom.I remember that it was a cloudy day, the cold wind was howling outside the window, the lights of the audio-visual education were rather dim, and the whole classroom was solemn and even a bit gloomy.I once read some people’s articles recalling Lao Qian, saying that no matter how unsatisfactory things Lao Qian encounters in life, he is full of energy and enthusiasm when he comes to the podium, and he is always cheerful, the more he talks, the happier he is, and he often even Laughing loudly, he often uses his emotions to infect the audience in his lectures.This statement is true.Lao Qian talked about it this time, by talking about Lu Xun's philosophy of life.As expected, Lao Qian spoke with great devotion and energy, and it didn't take long before he was sweating profusely - not because of nervousness or heat, but because he spoke too vigorously.He read aloud one beautiful sentence after another and even paragraphs, and preached that in the article "Cherry Leaf", "a piece has only a little hole, trimmed with black lace, and in the mottled red, yellow and green, it looks like bright eyes." When I stared at people" this strange metaphor, my eyes widened and I kept gesticulating with my hands--such an expression of dedication is something I will never forget. After a few months, the old money came back.This time it was a large-scale lecture titled "Several Encounters Between Mao Zedong and Lu Xun" at the Yingjie Exchange Center.Mr. C and I were more than an hour early, and rushed over while nibbling on the buns. When we arrived, we found that the door had been locked. The staff said that there were too many people inside, and they were coordinating.It was already deep winter and the north wind was raging, but there was still a group of persistent audience gathered outside the door, and more and more people gathered, some even raised their arms and shouted: "We want to see Qian Liqun!" and slammed the door loudly.When the door opened, we staggered in. We were about to squeeze upstairs—because the lecture was supposed to be held in a small room upstairs—but suddenly there was a notice saying that due to too many people, the lecture would not be held. It will be carried out in the Sunshine Hall on the first floor instead.We hurried over and found that the hall was still empty, so we quickly picked the middle seat in the first row--in the words of Mr. C, it is the "front page headline" seat--sat down, and then looked back: the people upstairs It was pouring down like a waterfall, and the people outside the door poured in like a tide, and the venue that could accommodate hundreds of people was full in a blink of an eye.But people kept pouring in, and the corners beside the seats were also crowded with people. The space between the first row of seats and the podium was neatly packed with three rows of people, and later even the edge of the podium was filled with people. lap.At 7 o'clock in the evening, a beam of strong light hit the red carpet, and Lao Qian made his debut like a star.There was thunderous applause from the audience, and Lao Qian clasped his fists to everyone while walking towards the center of the podium.It's still the big fat old man smiling, with the same small eyes full of wisdom, but the hair seems to be thinning again.Lao Qian was still passionate, and the more he talked, the happier he became, the more passionate he was, and he was still sweating profusely. The enthusiasm of the audience was also burning, and there were applause, laughter, and cheers one after another.The old money was the red sun in the Sunshine Hall that night, and all the chills were driven away.As Mr. C said, it was one of the most exciting speeches we have heard in Peking University for several years. Chapter 35: Mr. Wen / Chen Hengshu (5) The third time I listened to Lao Qian's lecture was two years later, at the Guolinfeng Bookstore outside the southwest gate of Peking University.It's ridiculous that Guolinfeng Bookstore printed "new story" on the banner as "new story" in a very uneducated manner. Since then, I have no good impression of this bookstore.The lecture was limited by the environment and there were relatively few people, but Lao Qian said that he liked it very much because he sat close to the audience, which made it easier to communicate.Lao Qian said, why did you say it, because everyone had a misunderstanding of Lu Xun, thinking that when Lu Xun started to write, he was talking about serious topics such as national character, and he had a stern face to lecture people. Lu Xun is a very interesting person. He also wrote some very funny things, or expressed some very serious and profound themes in a humorous form, such as this book.He read the stories in the book aloud, interspersed with his own explanations, and our understanding of the book has been further deepened-why didn't we find so much fun when we read it by ourselves?Lao Qian said that after he left Peking University, he went to teach in a middle school in Nanjing. When he told the children there about Lu Xun, there was no other way but to let them read it aloud and let them experience the pleasure of reading Lu Xun, just like he himself read aloud.When I read "Examining Chinese Education in Middle Schools" edited by Lao Qian and others, I felt very touched. Now I find that Lao Qian is definitely not talking on paper.Lao Qian talked about Lu Xun at Peking University, and enlightened the minds of many students. After leaving Peking University, he returned to middle school to talk about Lu Xun, bringing the children out of the misunderstanding of many years, "leading them to a bright place"--Old Money is absolutely devoting itself to China's cultural undertakings. Qian Zhixi Compared with old money, the reputation of "little money" may not be so great.The styles of the two Mr. Qian can be said to be a sharp contrast.Old money is bold and unrestrained, but small money may be regarded as graceful.Lao Qian is a knight on the podium, while Xiao Qian has the demeanor of a celebrity.It’s no wonder: Lao Qian studies Lu Xun and modern literature, so he naturally has a bit of Lu Xun’s chivalrous spirit; while Xiao Qian’s main focus is ancient times, pre-Qin and Han, Wei and Jin, and Tao Yuanming, so gentleness and elegance are naturally indispensable.The first time I listened to Mr. Xiaoqian's lecture was a lecture about Tao Yuanming. He called Tao Yuanming "the poet of life". This viewpoint greatly inspired the thinking of my two later papers. When I was a sophomore, Mr. Xiaoqian gave us the history of literature in the Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties, Sui and Tang Dynasties. It was contrary to the teaching method of literary history that we had heard before. It did not try to establish a complete framework and clues, and described literature from the perspective of "history". development, but only roughly outlines the development of literature in an era, and then picks up a selection of works and tells them one by one.Like Lao Qian, he also likes to read his works aloud, his voice is not loud, and he has a strong Zhejiang accent, which is very flavorful-many ancient rhymes, especially the entering tone characters, can only be read in Jiangsu and Zhejiang dialects.After reading one poem, I will tell everyone, this poem is good, where is it good, and so on.It is indeed a wonderful feeling to read works with Mr.
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