Today is the first day of formal classes, and it also heralds the beginning of a truly hard homework life.

"Jingle Bell Bell Bell ......"

The class bell rang, neither early nor late, just eight o'clock in the morning Beijing time.

A tall figure walked up to the podium with steady steps, and the originally chaotic Class 3 classroom immediately quieted down, and looked at the comers.

"Hello students, I am your Chinese teacher. ”

It turned out to be the Chinese teacher of Class 3, an old man with a somewhat old face, who looked like he should be about sixty years old, but his standing straight posture did not show that he was in the age of sixties.

Then he picked up the white chalk from the lectern, turned around and wrote his name vigorously on the blackboard.

You can call me Sun Shuren. ”

Sun Shuren turned around and pointed to the three words on the blackboard.

I have to say that from the three words written, it can be seen that this Chinese teacher is really level, and the three words of "Sun Shuren" are walking dragon and snake, showing his profound calligraphy skills. As the saying goes, seeing words is like seeing people, which is exactly this truth.

"Hello Sun Shuren!"

Although the class president has not yet been elected, the tacit sense of understanding trained during the military training period makes everyone greet the teacher invariably, showing the politeness that students should have.

"It's hard to buy an inch of time, and I don't like to waste time. So without further ado, let's start our first lesson of the day. ”

Sun Shuren spoke very methodically and looked very serious, which made the students not smile, and they suddenly felt a little nervous.

"Students, after studying Chinese for so long, have you ever really studied the course of Chinese, what is Chinese?!"

Sun Shuren also seemed to feel the nervousness of his classmates, but he didn't care at all, as if he had already gotten used to it, and started the first question of his first lesson.

The classroom was silent, and the students looked at each other and felt that the question raised by the teacher was not some idiot, and that language was not language and literature, which the teacher had already talked about in the first grade of primary school. However, no one raised their hand to answer, obviously not wanting to be treated as an idiot by their classmates, and Sun Shuren, who was a little afraid of this serious feeling.

"You must be thinking that this kind of question that even elementary school students know is being asked to us. ”

Sun Shuren swept around the students under the podium with his eyes, and seeing that no one reacted, he said what the students were thinking.

"You may say that language is not just language and literature, but also a subject for examinations. ”

Sun Shuren looked at the classmates in the audience with some surprise, but ignored them and continued his speech.

In fact, language has a long history, and it is not a vocabulary and discipline that only appeared after the founding of the People's Republic of China. The concept of this discipline was proposed by the ancient sages, but the name of the word "language" was not given to this concept at that time. ”

Sun Shuren picked up the teacup and drank saliva, moistening his throat.

"But there was another name that was well-known to everyone during that period, and it was even more popular with everyone, that is, Confucianism!"

Sun Shuren's voice suddenly raised an octave, impassioned, and his tone was full of respect and pride.

"Confucianism?!"

Guo Qingke muttered, savoring the word "Confucianism". Some of the other students were also thoughtful and wanted to taste something from it.

According to the Sixty Years of "Language" History (1887-1950), the word "language" was coined at the end of the 19th century and was already a common word before the liberation, but it was used as the name of the course relatively late. After the founding of the People's Republic of China, political, economic, cultural, educational and other aspects have embarked on a new path of development, and language education, which is closely related to the superstructure, is also facing the need for innovative development. At this time, Mr. Yip, a contemporary, proposed a new concept of "language". Since then, the subject of "Chinese" has entered the school and has become a major and compulsory subject for students......

Sun Shuren talked eloquently, eager to tell the students all about the development of the language. Unfortunately, time is limited, so I have to talk about some relatively important parts.

Even so, the students were fascinated by what they listened, and no one expected that the historical process of the language would be so rich. Rather than memorizing boring articles, students prefer stories full of history. The course, which originally felt boring, became lively and interesting under Sun Shuren's narration, which attracted the students by the sense of history of the language.

Therefore, Chinese is a basic discipline in the humanities education science that takes exemplary ancient and modern written language works as the teaching medium, enlightens and develops students' intelligence as the fundamental purpose, and assimilates the modern written language communication norms and the common humanistic psychology of the Chinese nation as the task. ”

Sun Shuren continued.

Of course, the above is the most mainstream conclusion that people now generally agree and agree on. ”

Sun Shuren paused for a moment.

"The real purpose and function of language is to enlighten wisdom and let students get the power of true knowledge from it, which is also the original intention of the ancient sages to establish Confucianism!"

Sun Shuren finally said such a meaningful remark, and ended today's lecture.

"Teacher, what is the power of true knowledge?!"

Guo Qingke's question interrupted the students' thinking immersed in the language.

"Jingle Bell Bell Bell ......"

As soon as Guo Qingke's voice fell, he said that it was a coincidence, and the bell rang for the end of class.

Sun Shuren did not answer Guo Qingke's question, but walked to his desk unhurriedly.

"Oooo ”

Sun Shuren raised his index finger and middle finger, and tapped his two fingers on the desk four times in a row, and then glanced at Guo Qingke meaningfully.

"Class!"

Then, Sun Shuren strode out of the classroom, not at all like an old man in his sixtieth year, and closed the front door of the classroom.

"This ,,,,,, office?!"

Guo Qingke looked at the quietly closed front door of the classroom, and there were three very small words written on the wooden door, looming and breaking into his eyes. Guo Qingke, who originally didn't understand Sun Shuren's intentions, seemed to understand something.

"Pu Ke, how many classes are there in the morning?"

Guo Qingke suddenly tilted his head to look at Park Ke and asked.

"Four lessons!"

Park Ke didn't know why, but he still answered Guo Qingke's question.

"How many classes are there in the afternoon?"

Guo Qingke then asked.

"Three classes in the afternoon. What's wrong?"

Park Ke was asked by Guo Qingke a little inexplicably, and couldn't help but feel a little strange.

"Nothing, thank you. ”

Guo Qingke smiled inexplicably, and then shook his head.

"You're welcome. ”

Pu Ke was a little confused, but he didn't ask anything more.

"I see. ”

Guo Qingke smiled knowingly, this time he completely understood. turned to look at the three white chalk words of "Sun Shuren" on the blackboard, with a meaningful expression.