Is memory a myth? Is this a question that needs to be asked?

But the book summarizes and analyzes this problem very well. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The book makes a good connection and induction of the six roots of human memory, namely the eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body, mind and the form of memory, so that Yan Huan'er can make a series of his original scattered memories and experiences.

Yan Huan'er hadn't thought about this problem before, because it was like us eating and drinking, and she felt that memory was something that naturally existed in her brain.

But why do some things not be forgotten at first sight?

Since Yan Huan'er was a freshman in high school, she saw a set of four copies of "After Developing Your Left and Right Brain Memory Training" at a used bookstall and was once very obsessed with it.

At that time, I spent 20 yuan to buy a set of books, and the bookstall owner actually took out a matching music tape. said that when they received it, they gave it together.

Yan Huan'er didn't understand the exercises in the book at first, but the sound of music on the tape made her like this kind of meditation all of a sudden.

At that time, Yan's father still took Yan Huan'er for a run every morning.

The music is filled with the flow of water, the chirping of birds, the sound of breathing, and the smell of white orchids in the morning. Yan Huan'er listened to it and became fascinated.

She practiced her visual retention ability every day as required in the book. It only took her to stare at something for a minute, then look away, and it would stay in front of her eyes for at least half a minute.

Later, the image of this stay became more and more stable, and her memory suddenly improved.

Many of the contents of the book are not clear, or Yan Huan'er can't understand them. However, she learned about an image mnemonics that has a lot to do with memory.

Images, on the other hand, have always been much easier to remember than words.

It was because of this visual stay that the images were produced that gave her the idea of transforming the memory of words into memory of images.

But she couldn't do it for a long time.

Because she didn't know how those long paragraphs of text could be transformed into images that she could easily remember.

Only one day she saw a child on TV painting with his mother.

"Mother, you want to draw a grass house, and there is an old man and an old woman, and a farmer's uncle is farming, and mother, the ducks here are swimming, and a big rooster is about to fly, and there is a lotus flower in the river......"

The mother and son are very happy, and the pastoral picture is also very vivid and full of childlike fun. Yan Huan'er watched the graphics on the TV screen from the house, to the old husband, and then the big rooster that could fly, and the lotus leaves shaking in the river......

Yan Huan'er suddenly felt like a beam of light illuminating her memory world.

She could easily even think of words like this based on this description:

The thatched eaves are low, and the grass is green on the stream.

Wu Yin is good in drunk, who is white-haired?

The eldest child hoes the beans in the east of Xidong, and the middle child is weaving chicken coops.

The favorite child scoundrel, the head of the stream lies on the lotus bed.

She suddenly understood that the key to image memory is the order and dynamics of image association.

This is the conclusion she has figured out on her own.

From then on, she tried to imagine everything she saw as an image, and it was a moving image to remember.

Include numbers.

She can memorize hundreds of numbers in a minute, and she does it with her imagination that transforms images. And this kind of imagination needs to be constantly developed, so this is the reason why Yan Huan'er likes meditation very much.

Ma Jianjian's eyes were full of amazement when he heard Yan Huan'er say this.

Yan Huan'er pointed to the book "The Elf of Memory" that Ma Jianshe brought, and said: "There are many methods in this book, which are better than the ones I have refined, and they are systematic. I have my own understanding of memory, and when I read this book again, I understand it even better. ”

After a pause, Yan Huan'er smiled, tilted her head and said again: "You just took the exercise questions in this book for me to do, I don't think there is anything difficult about it." It's you, I don't think you remember much, your memory is much slower than mine, how are you going to race?"

Ma Jianshe smiled, it was rare for Yan Huan'er to show a playful look, and he was naturally greatly encouraged.

"You don't have to win a place in a competition. Of course, if you have enough strength, you don't have to be polite. For example, don't be polite to others when you are competing. I'm just getting started right now, so it's important to be engaged. ”

After speaking, he asked with some curiosity: "You just kept talking about images, so can you give me an example, how to transform images?"

Yan Huan'er took a pen and wrote in her notebook: 3.1415926535897932388626...... Ma Jianshe was a little stunned when she saw that she had written a long string.

"Look, here—" Yan Huan'er said, drawing a comma in the middle of the number, so that the number was divided into 3.14159, 26535, 897, 932, 384, 626......

Ma Jianshe was still confused.

Yan Huan'er quickly drew a mountain in her notebook, a portrait, a gourd, two things that looked like branches, and a knife.

Ma Jianshe was shocked by Yan Huan'er again, but she didn't expect her to draw stick figures so expressively, Liao Liao brushed a few strokes, and a person standing on the top of the mountain jumped on the paper.

Yan Huan'er said: "Listen carefully, here is a story." A master in the top of the mountain is holding a pot of wine, and there are two deer dancing three times on the side, the master eats the wine, and some people are jealous that wine kills you, and the master replied with a smile, I can't kill it, I am happy and happy. ”

Yan Huan'er said while ticking out the words "one teacher and one pot of wine" in the mountains, two deer dances and three dances, eat wine, wine kills you, you can't kill you, and "happy and happy" is ticked out with a pen.

Ma Jianshe looked at it and read it again against the numbers, wow, I really remembered it.

Next, Yan Huan'er told him the most basic digital memory method, which is the "digital pile method" mentioned by Ma Jianjian's class and axe, and under Yan Huan'er's explanation, he really figured it out.

It turns out that numbers can be pronounced according to their characteristics to make their own familiar memory codes.

For example: 79, 87, 32, 64, 53, Yan Huan'er remembers them as eating wine, idiots, fans, screws, and black yarn hats.

Ma Jianshe asked again: "Then what's the use of these?"

Yan Huan'er combined these numbers into a set of phone numbers: 7987326453, laughed and said: "Look, this is an idiot who eats alcohol and fanned it, the screw fell off, and the idiot's black gauze hat flew away." ”

Seeing that Ma Jianshe was still an idiot eating and drinking, Yan Huan'er said: "You have to remember the key words, this group of numbers is an idiot who eats alcohol, a fan screw, and a black gauze hat." Isn't it easy to remember?"

Ma Jianshe muttered to himself again, less than thirty seconds, and remembered it all firmly.

The two of them came and went back and forth in the classroom, and made a number of memory jokes.

But Ma Jianshe was still curious, so he asked: "These are just numbers, if it is a large paragraph of text, how can you memorize it?" Besides, we can't think of such fun and easy-to-remember stories and jokes?"

Yan Huan'er stretched out her hand, spread her palm and said, "Of course, you have to have your own memory password." ”

After speaking, she pointed to her white and tender palm: "You see, every knuckle of my fingers, I have memorized the most basic pattern, if you want to memorize a large section of text, these patterns are the clues of my memory." ”

Seeing that Ma Jianshe still didn't understand, Yan Huan'er pointed to the first joint of her index finger and told him: "This is the password for my bedroom, there are a total of ten things here, and they are memorized in the order of the items in my room." ”

When Ma Jianshe heard this, Yan Huan'er's room became more interested for a while, so he asked in a stammer: "What is there, you can tell me about it, I like to listen to it, let's talk about it again." ”

Yan Huan'er thought that his curiosity was not because of memory, but because he wanted to know what her room was like.

Then he slowly told him: "The door, the bookcase, the writing desk, the curtains, the lamp, the bamboo, the ugly, the computer, the mouse, the dictionary." ”

As Yan Huan'er spoke, she remembered the appearance of her room in her mind, and the doll called Ugly Ugly was still a gift from Yan's father on her birthday. Yan Huan'er has always disliked it, so she has always thrown it around.

Later, Yan's father left, and Yan Huan'er put the rag doll called Chouchou on her writing desk. All of a sudden, Yan's mother also came.

Yan Huan'er suddenly felt a pain in her heart, and after saying the two words in the dictionary, she stopped and was stunned.