Chapter 6 Chapter 5 I want to plant a big wooden pillar to grow the sky

one On such a special night, there was a person on the campus of the First Division who was out of tune with the noisy atmosphere.He is Xiao Zisheng.On the lawn of the first division, Zisheng paced slowly by himself.The breeze blew gently, plucking his neat gown, but it seemed that he couldn't blow away the boredom in his heart.He raised his head, stared at the pure and flawless moon in the night sky, took a deep breath, as if he had finally made up his mind, and resolutely turned around and walked towards the dormitory of Class 8. In the dormitory of Class 8 at the moment, Mao Zedong, Zhou Shizhao, Luo Xuezan, Yi Lirong, Zou Yunzhen, Yi Yongqi, Liu Junqing, and Wang Zipeng were all still in high spirits. After they took the lead in applauding Principal Kong’s speech, they were chattering He earnestly begged Fang Weixia to say something to everyone.

Fang Weixia looked at the crowd, and he couldn't help it for a while: "Then I will just say a few words. Principal Kong just told you the big reason why you study. I don't know how to explain the reason, so I will make a small request to you: When there are books to read, don’t waste your time. Young people are most afraid of lack of concentration. When there are no books to read, they look forward to reading. Tomorrow, there are so many tomorrows. In fact, the most perishable thing in this world is time. Yue Wu Muyun: "Don't wait for nothing, the boy's head is white, empty and sad." Youth is only so few years, it has passed, and it will never come back So, I just hope that you can read more books and read good books during your school days. In the future, when you think back to your life in the First Division, you can say to yourself without any regrets, I have really used them in the past five years. In terms of reading, I really learned what I should learn, and I did not waste my time. If you can do this, it will be the success of your five years of teacher training, and the success of the first teacher education! May I ask you, can you do it?"

The students were silent, as if they were all thinking about this question.However, Liu Junqing opened a new textbook and wrote a line. Putting down the brush, he broke the silence and said: "The teachings of the principal and the supervisor, Junqing and all the students must keep in mind, and will never disappoint the school's expectations." Kong Zhaoshou took Liu Junqing's textbook and saw that on the title page were the eight characters "There is a way in the mountains of books, and there is no limit to the sea of ​​learning" that he had just written. .” Liu Junqing looked at the principal sincerely and replied: "This is the teaching of the principal and the supervisor, and Junqing regards it as his motto." Kong Zhaoshou looked at him approvingly, and was about to speak, but a voice came from behind: "Excuse me, Is Mao Zedong here?"

When Mao Zedong turned his head, it turned out that Zisheng had squeezed into the dormitory. He quickly stood up and said, "Brother Zisheng? Hey, come here, come here, come here." "Runzhi, I have something to ask you..." "You come in first." Mao Zedong stepped forward and pulled him over, "Let me introduce you, Principal Kong, Superintendent Fang." Zisheng was immersed in his own thoughts all the time, obviously he didn't think about the reason why there were so many students around here.He was taken aback, and immediately greeted the two respectfully.

Mao Zedong said: "This is my old classmate, Xiao Zisheng, who just entered the lecture course this time." Kong Zhaoshou looked up and down at the frail and delicate young man in front of him, and praised: "Xiao Zisheng? Oh——I remember you, the first Three. You also have a younger brother who passed the exam together, named Xiao Zhifan, you are third and he is fifth. It is not easy for the two brothers to be at the top together." Fang Weixia reminded from the side: "It's not just that you did well in the exam, principal, do you still remember his handwriting?" Kong Zhaoshou suddenly realized, his face became more and more surprised, and he smiled: "Why don't you remember? Elegant and beautiful, how many times?" Everyone’s charm. This comment was written by Mr. Yuan Zhongqian when he was looking at the application form you filled out. Mr. Li Jinxi also said at that time, based on your writing, none of the teachers in our school could find a single one. With that skill."

Zisheng looked at Mao Zedong, but he was absent-minded, "The principal praised him, Zisheng is ashamed." Mao Zedong didn't care whether Zisheng's face was good-looking or not, for fear that people would not know how powerful his friend is, so he continued to do his propaganda work: " Principal, Zisheng is not only good at writing, he also has a unique skill, which is unparalleled in the world." Kong Zhaoshou asked with interest: "Oh, what unique skill? Tell me about it." Zisheng pulled Mao Zedong, and Mao Zedong said loudly: "Why are you teasing me? He is unparalleled in the world. He not only writes with his right hand, but also writes with his left hand. He can also write, with both hands together, he can still write."

Kong Zhaoshou was a little disbelieving: "Two hands together?" Mao Zedong pushed Zisheng to the front of the table, and said while laying out the pen and paper, "It means writing with the left hand and the right hand with a pen at the same time, and writing different characters. It's like writing with one hand." This trick of kung fu obviously made everyone interested.Kong Zhaoshou said: "Is there such a trick? It's something I've never seen before." Fang Weixia also said: "Student Xiao, just take this opportunity to show everyone, and let us also open our eyes, okay?"

Zisheng also wanted to be humble: "How dare you make fun of a little skill." Kong Zhaoshou encouraged him: "If your handwriting is still a little skill, do others still use writing? Come on, show one, show one." Mao Zedong patted him on the shoulder and said, "Don't put on airs, we're all waiting for you." Zisheng really had no choice but to say, "Then, I'll make a fool of myself." "That's right. Take it out if you have the ability." Mao Zedong said, put the two tables together, spread out the white paper, and threw Liu Junqing's newly inscribed book to the side .

Liu Junqing's face sank when he saw Mao Zedong's action. Zisheng's attractiveness had already made him feel cold. At this moment, he was even more embarrassed by being ignored, and he quietly put away the book. Zisheng held up the pen, hesitating: "What should I write?" Kong Zhaoshou thought for a while and said, "Well—let's write a couplet on the topic of reading." Zisheng nodded, thought for a while, and the two pens fell on the paper at the same time, but he saw that he was swaying left and right, and the pens were flying dragons and snakes, but they did not interfere with each other. A couplet was written in a flash: "Old books often read new ideas , Abandon the common view and be an elegant person", the whole couplet is perfect, and there is no sign of writing with the left and right hands at the same time.

"Okay, the word is good, the meaning is better!" Kong Zhaoshou gave Zisheng a thumbs up: "Xiao Zisheng, a genius!" Mao Zedong put his arm around Zisheng's shoulder and punched him excitedly.Amidst the sounds of admiration, Liu Junqing closed his book with a gloomy face, and narrowed his eyes. "The electric light company has shut down... turn off the lights in each room quickly... be careful with oil lamps... be careful of candles." The oil lamps hanging on the iron hooks clanged and clanged, and the school guards on duty at night knocked on bamboo clappers as they walked around the campus call.

Immediately, the lights in the entire campus went out, and the students went back to their dormitories one after another.Kong Zhaoshou scrolled through the couplet and said, "Student Xiao, take this as a gift to me, and I will hang it in the principal's office when I get back." Zisheng was a little embarrassed, "Drawing graffiti by hand, how dare you enter the elegant hall." "Not only do I want to hang it up, but in the future, when people from other schools come, I have to tell everyone that this is the handwriting of Xiao Zisheng, a student of my first division. Others envy me as the principal!" Kong Zhaoshou put away his smile and looked around at the students, "I hope all the students will work harder, and everyone will become the pride of my teacher!" The students agreed in unison, and then dispersed. Zisheng looked at Mao Zedong, sighed, and walked towards Xiao San's dormitory in Class Six.Only Liu Junqing didn't move. He bit his lips, and suddenly he quickly caught up with the two gentlemen, and said, "Principal, I just saw Xiao Zisheng's calligraphy. I really admire it and want to learn more. But the calligraphy at hand There is no word for him..." "Well, when you see the virtuous and think like one, this is seeking to make progress. Do you want this painting?" Kong Zhaoshou asked. "The principal likes this, how dare the students want it?" "It's okay, if you want to learn, I can lend it to you first." Liu Junqing straightened his back suddenly, and said in a quick tone: "No, no, this word is unnecessary. I wonder if Xiao Zisheng also took the entrance examination? That is the whole article, with more words. Since it comes from His hands must also be exquisite calligraphy, so..." Hearing this, Fang Weixia's eyebrows twitched suddenly, as if thinking of something, he gently pulled Kong Zhaoshou, interrupting his words: "Student Liu, it's too late today, you go back to rest first, let's talk about the article later .” "Yes, Teacher Fang. Then, I'll go back first." Liu Junqing turned and left with a sigh of relief.Kong Zhaoshou asked suspiciously: "Weixia, what's wrong with you?" Fang Weixia didn't answer, but his face was very serious. Back in the teaching office, Fang Weixia lit the oil lamp, opened the cabinet, hurriedly took out the thick entrance examination composition, put it on the table, put the top two essays together, and took out the third essay by Xiao Zisheng , Said to Kong Zhaoshou: "Principal, please open Xiao Zisheng's calligraphy." Kong Zhaoshou spread out the couplet in doubt.Fang Weixia put Zisheng's article next to the couplet, and turned on the oil lamp.Under the oil lamp, the handwriting of the article is completely different from the words on the couplet. Kong Zhaoshou frowned: "This word is wrong! How could it be like this?" Fang Weixia said: "Actually, when I saw these test papers in the teaching office last time, I had a feeling that something was wrong, but I said I don’t know why, but Zhonglao and Jinxi happened to be fighting for the order of first and second place. I didn’t think about it because of the interruption. But just now, the words of that Liu Junqing reminded me that Xiao Zisheng’s composition for the entrance examination must never It may have been written by him!" "It's not him, who would it be?" The eyes of the two people stopped at the same time on a composition next to it - it was the composition of the first two placed next to it by Fang Weixia, and the above one was Mao Zedong's.The two compositions with the same handwriting were moved together, Kong Zhaoshou could hardly believe his eyes, "Mao Zedong?" His expression changed, and he turned around and was about to go downstairs. Fang Weixia followed him with an oil lamp: "Principal, is it too late today?" "No matter how late it is, this matter must be dealt with immediately, and we cannot stay overnight." "However, they are all talents that you appreciate..." "Talents? Only those who are virtuous are talented! If they are talented but not virtuous, they will only become a greater disaster in the future! They don't even have basic honesty, and they cheat in exams." If you dare to do it, it’s okay if you don’t deal with it? Let’s go!” When Zisheng returned to the dormitory, Xiao San had already gone to bed. He was dragged to the lawn by his brother in a daze, and when he heard his brother talking about the test papers, he became angry: "Brother, how can you take the exam on your behalf?" What about Runzhi?" His voice was loud, startling Kong Zhaoshou and Fang Weixia who were hurrying over from the other end of the corridor.At the corner, Kong Zhaoshou stopped his footsteps and raised his hand to signal Fang Weixia to lighten his footsteps. "We wrote the article. Didn't it suddenly get lost? Brother Run Zhi wrote it for us because he was afraid that we would delay the ship. He has good intentions. If you want to blame it, blame me for losing the article." "I know what you said. But this is cheating after all. How can it be a gentleman to use such a method to get into the school?" What can I do?" Kong Zhaoshou and Fang Weixia stood against the wall, and Fang Weixia quietly turned down the light of the oil lamp.Zisheng's voice came clearly: "Actually, I have been hesitating for the past two days, wanting to confess this matter to the school. Just now I even went to Runzhi's dormitory to tell him this idea, but... at that time You know the situation, the principal and the supervisor are here, and Runzhi is so emotional, I really can’t say it! Anyway, Runzhi is for the good of our brothers, although things are wrong, but If it makes him unable to read a book, I always feel..." "Brother, let me tell you, based on your essay, it's not really that you can't afford the exam. If you really want to take the exam, the first place may not be Runzhi, so why are you so overwhelmed?" "It's not a question of whether we can pass the test! Of course I know we can pass the test. But as a human being, you can't hide and deceive, and you can't just talk about the result, regardless of the means. Do you understand? I have already thought about it. This matter, only There is a solution." "any solution?" "Drop out. Drop out tomorrow. Let's drop out together. School, we can take the exam again, but the peace of conscience is lost, and you and I will never feel at ease in this life. Zijun, a gentleman is magnanimous, this is the most basic principle of life." !" "Then, brother Runzhi..." "Runzhi, I will explain to him tomorrow, I think he will understand." Kong Zhaoshou pondered for a while, then turned around, motioned Fang Weixia to back off with him, and whispered, "Go find Mao Zedong." Mao Zedong and Cai Hesen were still awake at this time, and they were meeting each other in the corridor outside the student dormitory, reading the lyrics of the school song of the first division in the textbook by candlelight. "...People can be cast, gold can be melted, Li Ze Shao Gao Feng...Many talents have been praised since the past, and a man who works hard will become a man of ten thousand men!" Mao Zedong recited with a suppressed voice, but his voice could not be suppressed. excited, "How well written! As soon as I read the lyrics, I felt like a fire was burning in my heart!" "That's right, the man has worked hard to become a man of ten thousand!" It seemed that Cai Hesen was equally excited. "Hey, to tell you the truth, in the beginning, I didn't even plan to take the first teacher's exam." Mao Zedong said, "At that time, I only wanted to be admitted to Peking University. How could I have thought about the first teacher's school? But my family didn't give me one." Money, poor people have short ambitions, and there is no money here, so I have no choice but to come here for the exam.” "Do you still regret it now?" Cai Hesen asked.Mao Zedong smiled and said: "Regret? Regret that I didn't get in early! Today I know what kind of husband our husband is and what kind of school our school is! In a word, come here, come here, come right, come too right ! to my appetite!" Mao Zedong's voice became louder and louder, but he didn't know that Kong Zhaoshou and Fang Weixia were standing quietly not far behind them. "I, Mao Zedong, don't have any other skills, but one thing. If I'm sure, I'll go all the way to the dark, right here, right here at the No. 1 Normal School, and I'm desperately trying to make a name for myself!" Cai Hesen persuaded him in a low voice, "Runzhi, please keep your voice down." Kong Zhaoshou waved to Fang Weixia without saying a word, and the two quietly retreated along the way they came.Looking at the main building of the First Division bathed in the moonlight, Kong Zhaoshou let out a long sigh of relief, and said to Fang Weixia: "What is the school for? Isn't it for educating people? Who can be free from faults, wouldn't he become a saint without faults?" Then what do we need to teach? They are still children. No matter what mistakes they make, they are things before entering school. As long as you know your mistakes, you can correct them and make progress with sincerity. You can’t teach upright gentlemen. Tomorrow…give them a chance to take the initiative and wait until tomorrow.” Fang Weixia nodded solemnly. two Early the next morning, on the principal's desk, a paperweight engraved with the words "shame" was pressing two applications for withdrawal from school.Kong Zhaoshou's eyes moved from Xiao Zisheng to Xiao San, and from Xiao San to Mao Zedong.The three of them stood in front of the desk with their hands down, nervous and uneasy. "Student Mao Zedong," Kong Zhaoshou finally said, "two of your friends have already decided to drop out of school to take responsibility for their conscience, and they didn't implicate you. Why do you still take the initiative to admit to taking the exam?" Mao Zedong stood upright and said: "Because I proposed to take the test on my own initiative, and I wrote the article. I am responsible for my fault. Principal, no matter how you punish me, I will accept it, but they really didn't take the initiative." Fraud, please give them a chance..." "No!" Zisheng interrupted him, "This is none of your business! Principal, the incident started with us. We entered the school without passing the exam. We should bear the responsibility..." "Okay, don't argue anymore. Who should bear the responsibility? I, the principal, should decide, right?" Kong Zhaoshou said, and placed two pieces of snow-white paper and pen and ink stationery in front of the Xiao brothers. Zisheng didn't understand for a while: "Principal..." "Why, I don't remember the exam questions for the exam I just passed? Okay, let me remind you: on primary education, the title is self-made, and the length is not limited--the office next door has already prepared for you, and Director Fang will invigilate the exam for you. , the make-up exam time limit is two hours, is it enough?" Zisheng, Xiao San and Mao Zedong looked at each other for a while, and then realized that Zisheng: "Enough! It doesn't take two hours, 20 minutes is enough." Kong Zhaoshou frowned: "20 minutes?" "I remember every word of the article I wrote myself." Zisheng was overjoyed. Kong Zhaoshou asked Xiao San: "What about you?" "Me too, no problem!" Xiao San was so happy that he almost jumped up.Kong Zhaoshou nodded and said, "Okay, then 20 minutes." Picking up the pen and paper stationery, Zisheng and Xiao San bowed deeply to Kong Zhaoshou in excitement at the same time: "Thank you, principal!" The two hurried out, Zisheng stopped again: "Principal, that Runzhi...can you forgive him?" "This is not what you should be concerned about now." Looking at Kong Zhaoshou who was expressionless, and then Mao Zedong who was urging him to leave with his eyes, Zisheng also knew that it was useless to talk too much, so he had to leave the room. "Principal, thank you for forgiving them." Mao Zedong also bowed to Kong Zhaoshou. "But I never said I would forgive you." "I understand." Looking straight into Kong Zhaoshou's eyes, Mao Zedong looked calmly, "The source of the mistake in this matter lies with me, and all the responsibilities should have been borne by me." "Then, tell me what's wrong with you?" "I... I shouldn't help my friends casually." Kong Zhaoshou shook his head: "Wrong. Righteousness comes first in the way of friendship. I don't blame you if you help your friends. But a gentleman establishes himself and takes honesty as the foundation. Loyalty is the small way, and honesty is the big one. Your behavior, indulge in Disrupting the great integrity with a small righteousness means putting the cart before the horse, and putting the cart before the horse will hurt both yourself and your friends. This is where your mistake lies." Mao Zedong was silent for a while, then nodded silently and said, "I understand, principal." "Really understand?" Kong Zhaoshou looked at him solemnly. "I really understand. Principal, please punish me now." Mao Zedong said with his head down.Kong Zhaoshou nodded, "You can take the initiative to walk into this office and confess your mistakes. I believe you are sincere. Of course, it does not mean that I will not punish you." He opened the drawer—in the drawer, there was a A neatly folded flag.The flag unfolded. It was a school flag of the first division with a dark blue background and a solemn white emblem with the word "teacher" printed in the middle. "This is the school flag of my first division, and it is also a symbol of the glory of my first division. It has the strength and stability of blue, and the purity of white. It is clean and cannot be stained with dust. Its honesty, ideals, beliefs, Glory, let alone any defilement!" Kong Zhaoshou handed the school flag to Mao Zedong: "Take it over." After Mao Zedong took over the school flag, Kong Zhaoshou said again: "The entrance ceremony for freshmen will be held soon. I hope that you will raise this school flag at the ceremony. I also hope that from now on, whenever you see this school flag, you will be proud of it." If you can think of the mistakes you made today, you can tell yourself: From today, from now on, I, Mao Zedong, will be upright and worthy of this school flag! This is how I treat you, can you accept it?" Holding the school flag, as if holding a huge trust and promise, Mao Zedong nodded vigorously. three "What is self-cultivation? Cultivating one's own moral sentiments and practicing them is called self-cultivation. The ancients said: self-cultivation, family governance, and world peace. That is to say, self-cultivation is a person, a scholar, and a person who wants to be a dignified gentleman. The first threshold. If you don’t cultivate your own morals, cultivate your sentiments, and restrain your selfish desires, you can’t be a pure person, a noble person, and a person with perfect spirit. Let’s talk about it. So, what is the first priority of self-cultivation? Two words: determination!” This morning, in the classroom of Class 8 of the undergraduate course, Yang Changji was giving the first self-cultivation class to the students. He wrote down the word "Aspiration" on the blackboard, turned around and continued: "Confucius said: The three armies can seize the commander, but the man cannot seize the ambition. If a person has no ambition, he has no goal. There is no source of water. Therefore, whoever cultivates one's body must first make up his mind, with lofty aspirations and a pure heart!" Speaking of this, he pondered for a while, then walked off the platform, came among the students, and said: "Next, I would like to ask all the students present here to talk about your ambitions." He looked at the poster on the desk beside him. Student name: "Student Zhou Shizhao, let's start with you." Zhou Shizhao stood up straight, and replied loudly: "My ideal is to be the principal of a school." Yang Changji asked with interest: "Oh, why?" "When I was young, I saw the school gate every morning, and all the students saluted the principal. I think when I grow up, I want to be like him, so majestic and respected. I was admitted to the normal school to realize this ideal .” "Very good." Yang Changji smiled slightly, and said, "The next one, student Luo Xuezan." "For the country and the people, sacrifice your life for righteousness, and be a person like Tan Sitong among the gentlemen of the Eighth Movement. .” Yang Changji nodded, and said, "Sacrificing one's life to become benevolent, noble and pure, very good. Classmate Yi Yongqi." Yi Yongqi stood up nervously: "I... I don't know how to say it..." Yang Changji encouraged him and said, "Don't be nervous. Since you were a child, you have always had dreams of one kind or another, right? Even if they are too naive to be realistic, or too ordinary to be worth mentioning, let's just say it." "I...I want to be General Guan Yun in the Three Kingdoms." As soon as Yi Yongqi finished speaking, many students in the classroom laughed softly. Yi Yongqi's paper-thin figure really couldn't make him Get in touch with Guan Yunchang, the sage of martial arts. "Well, on the battlefield, loyal to the country. Although it is childish and childish, it has a heroic spirit, good! Next, Liu Junqing." Liu Junqing obviously had already prepared the answer. He stood up and answered confidently: "The student's ideal is to study hard and become a social elite who is knowledgeable, admired by the world, and valued by the government. Knowledge and talent stand proudly between heaven and earth." "Standing proudly between heaven and earth? Are you proud of your knowledge?" Yang Changji asked. "Yes, teacher. Only those with outstanding knowledge can be respected by others. Students must be such elites." Yang Changji seemed to want to say something, but he stopped after thinking about it: "Sit down." He looked at the names on the table, took a serious look at Mao Zedong, and asked, "What is your ambition?" Mao Zedong stood up, hesitated for a moment, and replied blankly: "I don't know." "I don't know?" Amidst the whispers of the whole class, Yang Changji frowned and asked: "How can a person have no idea about his future?" An idea? Haven't you ever thought of it?" "I've thought about it, often. But I can't find the answer." Mao Zedong looked at the teacher, his eyes were as clear as water, and his words were obviously from the heart. "Well, the road is long and long, and I will search up and down. Is Mr. Mao also in the process of searching?" "To study is to search." Yang Changji nodded thoughtfully, and said to Mao Zedong: "Sit down." "Teacher," Mao Zedong just sat down, but suddenly seemed to remember something, stood up and asked: "Can I ask you a question? What is your ambition?" Mao Zedong's boldness was beyond the expectation of everyone in the classroom.The students couldn't help being taken aback, and Yang Changji turned around in surprise.He looked into Mao Zedong's eyes, those eyes were calm but contained the fortitude that people had to face.In the silence, Yang Changji stepped onto the podium, picked up the chalk, and wrote two lines of vigorous and powerful characters on the blackboard: Autistic Taoyuan is called Taikoo I want to plant a big wooden pillar to grow the sky In the silence, Yang Changji said in an extremely peaceful but firm tone: "Changji has never thought of being an official or getting rich all his life. It is enough for me to get a towering tree and prop up a self-reliant sky for China, which has been weak for a hundred years." In the silence, Zhou Shizhao and Liu Junqing took the lead in applauding, and the applause immediately rang out.Only Mao Zedong still stood there, looking at the teacher, without applauding.Yang Changji waved his hand to stop the applause: "Student Mao Zedong, you didn't answer my question today, and I don't ask you to answer it right away, but there is one thing I hope you can promise me. Five years later, when you step out of the first division, I want to hear you answer me, what is your ambition. Can you promise me?" Mao Zedong was still thinking about the "ambition" written by the teacher on the blackboard, thinking about what kind of person and what kind of teacher the person who could say the fourteen words in front of him would be, and thinking about what is the Taoyuan in his eyes , Taigu, Damu, Changtian?To this day, he has gone to several schools and met dozens of teachers, but no one has said something that made him think deeply.Seeing the teacher staring into his eyes, Mao Zedong nodded solemnly and said, "I promise you, teacher." Four In the afternoon, in the small courtyard of the Yang family, Yang Kaihui was sending his father to Zhou Nan.She was flipping through the "Universal Victory Method, Mao Qi said that it should be attributed to the primary school teachers, where is the reason?" ", and asked my father: "He really didn't say anything? The article is so well written, how could he have no ideals? This student is really weird." "Yes, he didn't say anything." Yang Changji pointed to the "pot" sprinkled with water on the flower table in the small courtyard, and explained wittily, "Of course he didn't say that doesn't mean he didn't, but he refused to speak lightly— Sometimes, Honghu, it takes years of tempering to make it." "Dad, how do you know that he has great aspirations? Maybe it's the aspirations of a bird?" Kai Hui had never seen his father comment on a student like this, so he joked with him. "No." Yang Changji replied affirmatively to his daughter. "Why, just because the article is well written?" Yang Changji had already left the courtyard. Hearing his daughter's question, he turned around and said meaningfully: "Not only the article, but also those eyes, bright and energetic-firm! Those are not the gazes that ordinary young people can have. You can see your heart with your eyes, and with that kind of gaze, you must have a lofty heart." Kaihui seems to understand what her father said, but she completely understands her father's thoughts.She put the hand holding the article behind her back, stood in front of her father, stared at his face, and asked mischievously, "Dad, when did you become a physiognomist?" "Father doesn't know how to read faces." Yang Changji smiled slightly, but his expression turned serious. "What Dad looks at is that spirit." When Yang Changji came to Zhounan Girls' High School, there was a couplet of "Zhou Lixi is here, Nanhua is popular" among the green trees.He entered the classroom, finished a class, and said: "Today, I will distribute two model essays to everyone. They are the top two essays in the entrance examination of the First Normal University, and they are also the two essays I admire very much. Of course, the composition The person's knowledge is still young, and the article is not perfect, but the vigor and courage of the first-place article, and the plainness and stability of the second-place article, are indeed worthy of emulation. And the article is written by your classmates' peers. It is even more meaningful. I will send it to everyone today, hoping that everyone will savor it carefully after class and find the gap between your own composition and these two articles." The mimeographed articles were passed back one by one in the hands of the students. The students watched carefully and whispered to each other.Si Yong and Jing Yu held up the article at the same time, watching it intently.After a while, putting down the article by Cai Hesen, Jingyu spread his hands, stuck out his tongue, stared at the ceiling, and said, "How can people live with such a good article?" "Hey, the sun came out from the west today, and we, Xiangnvxia, have a day of convincing people?" Si Yong looked around, and quietly teased Jingyu. "They are stronger than us, so of course we have to obey." Jing Yu looked like a Liangshan hero. Si Yong looked at the article over and over again, and asked Jingyu: "Hey, which of these two articles do you think is better?" "Of course it is this one, Cai Hesen's." Jingyu said without hesitation. "How could it be this article? Look at it, from the beginning to the end, jittering and crooked, besides reasoning with a straight face, it is still reasoning with a straight face. What's the point of it being smooth and soft?" "It's called seeing strange things in ordinary life, what's so soft?" "Anyway, I still like this article, how imposing it is." Si Yong insisted on his point of view. "Mao Zedong's article? Go, read it for yourself. From the beginning to the end, it's just yelling and shouting. The article must be plain and steady. It's necessary. Is it so aggressive?" "Aren't you usually aggressive, why, you don't like aggressive articles?" Si Yong looked at Jingyu, and suddenly felt that she had become a little weird today. "Who is usually aggressive? Have I ever been fierce to you? Forget it, I won't argue with you." The policeman turned his head and asked a delicate girl next to him, "Yizhen, tell me, these two articles Which article is better?" "It's all good." Zhao Yizhen smiled sweetly with two dimples. "I mean which one is better?" Jing Yu didn't give her a chance with Si Ni. "Anyway... everything is fine!" "Everything is good, you are a good lady!" Jing Yu didn't say anything to her, but turned to Si Yong. Seeing that she was reading Mao Zedong's article admiringly, he picked up Cai Hesen's article on purpose. Si Yong shook his face and said, "I'm going to post this article on the bedside of the dormitory, and read it three times a day!" Seeing that Si Yong ignored her, she stared at Cai Hesen's article again, and whispered ferociously: "My surname Cai's, just wait, one day, I will surpass you!"