882 Dad's Small Lecture Hall of Chinese Studies (2/3)

Chapter 882 Dad's Small Lecture Hall of Chinese Studies (23)

Although Yang Yi didn't understand anything at first, his education to Xixi has been quite good so far. He is also good at learning while doing his own work. Combining a variety of children's education concepts, he encourages Xixi to learn and experience different cultures more tolerantly. The wonderful, this kind of education method can be said to be very modern!

However, it is not without its shortcomings. For example, his education to Xixi rarely involves traditional Chinese culture. Children from other families can recite poems at the age of three - such as Nan Zhaoyu, don't look at this little boy's shyness, in fact, he has to take the test Poetry, calligraphy and painting, he can definitely be called a "learner" - but Xixi can speak many foreign languages ​​fluently, but can't recite a few ancient poems.

It's not that Yang Yi discriminates against traditional Chinese culture. There are many reasons for Xixi's situation!

On the one hand, it is because Yang Yi does not have a deep understanding of the traditional Chinese culture in this world. Even if the cultural development trajectory is similar, first poetry, then lyrics, then music, and finally a hundred schools of thought contend... But Yang Yi's works after the Three Kingdoms are almost indistinguishable. When he came out, he didn't even know what he knew. How could he teach Xixi?

Of course, this reason does not have a deep impact, but the reason for the deeper impact is that Yang Yi found in his research on many modern educational concepts: many education experts believe that it is not appropriate for children to recite ancient poems too early.

Especially before the age of three or four!

Because reciting poems is not good for children at this stage, they are too young to understand the beauty of rhythm and artistic conception in these poems. On the contrary, if they are children other than Xixi, their memory is not good enough, they can only Pure imitation and rote memorization, this kind of obsessive memory, will damage their brains to a certain extent!

And forcing kids of this age to do things they don't like to do can also make them resistant. Even if they can recite some poems, they are impatient. Over time, they will form an impression of hating poems in their hearts. When they can understand poems in the future, I am afraid they will not want to learn poems.

In addition, don't think that children at this stage have good memory, can recite many poems, and one day they will understand the beauty of these poems. When children are four years old, their memories will be reshuffled, and very few children can clearly remember things before the age of four when they grow up!

Even for Xixi, who has a good memory, her memory before the age of four has gradually become blurred.

It is precisely because of these reasons that Yang Yi forgot to cultivate Xixi in this regard.

Yes, he really forgot!

Because Xixi is now six years old, she has developed a part of her comprehension ability, and she is at the age where she can memorize poems!

Now, when Yang Yi looked through the rearview mirror and saw that Xixi was happily asking her mother to read the poems in the Book of Songs, he suddenly remembered this.

It's time to teach Xixi something unique to Chinese people!

In addition, Yang Yi also remembered that he had interrupted the martial arts for Xixi for two years because of the old man's reprimand. Xixi has already started to learn dancing, and it makes no sense that she can't learn martial arts!

...

When Yang Yi was thinking about it, Murphy was proudly showing off to Xixi some simple poems that he remembered.

Xixi admired again, and said happily: "Mama, you are amazing. But what does the poem that Sister Xiaowei is reading mean?"

This is what Xixi never forgets.

"What do you mean? The meaning is very simple, it is...that is...it's good to say something..." Murphy seemed to be stuck, but he couldn't say it.

Yes, everyone knows the gist of this poem, there is a girl you like on the other side of the water, but if you really ask Murphy to summarize the gist of it, Murphy finds that he is only half-understood.

Not to mention translation!

Jianjia Cangcang, what is Jianjia? Murphy couldn't speak.

"Yang Yi, what do you mean by telling your daughter about this poem?" Murphy had no choice but to ask Yang Yi for help in shame.

"This explanation is complicated. I have to explain it word by word, and then understand the whole sentence." Yang Yi returned to his senses, smiled slightly, and said, "Xixi, Dad, can I talk to you slowly when I get home? ?"

"Okay!" Xixi smiled sweetly and didn't care, but she still cared about her little friend very kindly, "But Xiner can't hear it."

"I want to go home for dinner, Xixi, just tell Sister Xiaowei!" Lan Xin was still not interested.

"Hey, is this Sister Xiaowei the one you met last time?" Murphy became curious.

"Yes, today our teacher asked Sister Xiaowei to read to us. She is a nice person and speaks nicely!" Xixi and Lan Xin said in a loud voice.

"I remember last time you said she didn't like to talk." Yang Yi smiled.

"Say it!" Xixi cried.

"She spoke later!" Lan Xin nodded earnestly. If she didn't speak, Lan Xin didn't like being friends with her, and she was much better now.

...

Although it was Friday night, and there were two days off tomorrow and the next day, Yang Yi still asked Xixi to finish her homework first. After dinner and returning from a walk, his small class of Sinology started slowly.

Without complicated equipment, Yang Yi just took out a large whiteboard that was usually placed in the storage room, took a whiteboard pen, and taught Xixi a lesson in the living room.

Dad's class has always been very interesting. Xixi not only didn't get bored, but also sat at the small desk where she did her homework early, watching her dad write down the whole poem "Qin Feng Jianjia" on the whiteboard.

Murphy didn't like classes, but she wanted Xiao Jiao to also accept the "Chinese Studies" influence, so she hugged Xiao Jiao and sat on the sofa near Xixi.

But Xiao Jiao couldn't sit still a little, um ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah, yearning to crawl outside. It's a pity, how could he escape from his mother's Wuzhishan?

"This poem comes from the Book of Songs, which is the earliest collection of poems in our country. Its poems were written more than two thousand years ago and were written by many unknown authors. It can be said that it has a very long history." Yang Yi briefly introduced its history.

"A long, long time ago?" Xixi thought of the fairy tale that her father told her, "Was it longer than Sun Wukong?"

"This can't be compared, but it's all ancient." Yang Yi said with a smile.

When it comes to the meaning of the verse, Yang Yi first drew a bunch of reeds and a pool of river water on the whiteboard with a few strokes of the whiteboard brush.

It has to be said that Yang Yi's sketch painting skills have become perfect after years of training in telling stories to Xixi, and these few strokes have made the reeds beautifully drawn.

"Jianjia means reed, a reed that has not yet grown. This is a kind of grass that grows by the river and in the swamp. If they grow up, the ears will be as soft as the tail of a bun. hair." Yang Yi tried to be as vivid as possible to make it easier for Xixi to accept.

"Actually, these sentences, Jianjia Cangcang, Jianjia Qiqi, and Jianjia Caicai, all express the same meaning. Cangcang, Qiqi, Caicai are all ancient people describe reeds, grasses, or rice grown by your grandfather. Those words that look like plants grow a lot and are very lush." ​​Yang Yi underlined the three lines with a smile.

"That's it..." Xixi muttered to herself, she was very absorbed in her listening, and her eyes were fixed on the blackboard, or at the poems, or at the paintings drawn by her father.

Perhaps, in her mind, a beautiful picture has taken shape and is slowly unfolding.

The next chapter is going to be a little later, because I have to go to the class reunion~QAQ