What are the ideas of vernacular writing......

Speaking of which, in the previous life, the earth abandoned classical Chinese, developed vernacular Chinese, and finally completely established the status of vernacular literature, which also experienced many twists and turns. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Modern people feel that classical Chinese is obscure and difficult to understand, and it takes systematic learning to understand the truth, just because the current language accent has changed dramatically from the ancient times.

You must know that the earliest text is a literal translation of the accent.

In other words, the current classical Chinese was the same as the current vernacular at that time.

The reason why today's intellectuals are so resistant to vernacular writing is simply because vernacular writing is much less beautiful than classical Chinese.

In layman's terms, there is no feeling of pretending to be B, and it is not so easy to pretend to be B.

However, now that education has become popular, knowledge and knowledge have gradually entered the homes of ordinary people.

The popularization of vernacular Chinese is the general trend, and no one can stop it, and some are just a matter of time.

was named, Yu Chen had no choice but to stand up, after all, it was basic politeness for students to get up and answer the teacher's questions.

"If you say it boldly, it's okay to say it wrong." Teacher Wu encouraged.

Yu Chen thought for a while and said seriously: "I think that vernacular literature has an absolute advantage over classical Chinese, that is, vernacular literature is vulgar enough. ”

"Hahaha, Yu Chen hasn't woken up yet."

"Seeing that he thought about it for so long, he thought there would be some earth-shattering thoughts."

As soon as Yu Chen finished speaking, the classroom was already in an uproar, no one expected Yu Chen to say such a result, most people looked at Yu Chen like a clown.

However, Yu Chen doesn't care about the opinions of these children, he is a human being in two lives, and he is born with a superior aura, and in terms of bearing, it is not comparable to these students who have not yet come out of the ivory tower.

Yu Chen has now guessed why Mr. Wu asked such a question, the culprit should still be the homework book handed in before,

Speaking of which, it's also Yu Chen's own fault, the few homework books he handed in were all written in the vernacular, after all, what he used to learn systematically was all vernacular, and he was used to using vernacular Chinese, so it was really difficult to change it all of a sudden......

Unlike these students who read jokes, Mr. Wu, as a teacher of Chinese studies in the third year of high school, must have his own understanding of language and literature.

Originally, it was just a tentative idea, but I really didn't expect Yu Chen to say such an answer.

Comrade Wu only felt that his eyes lit up.

Yu Chen is right, the advantage of vernacular literature is vulgarity, vulgarity to the extent that the whole country is spreading by word of mouth, it is simply vulgar.

Teacher Wu nodded at Yu Chen, expressed his approval, motioned for Yu Chen to sit down first, and stretched out his hand to make a downward motion.

"I think what Yu Chen said is good and insightful."

Less than a moment after it was quiet, Teacher Wu's words of approval made the classroom start to talk to each other.

"Teacher, what Yu Chen said, I think he is a layman." This is Zhao Tian, this guy was originally a little unhappy with Yu Chen's attitude that day, just now he laughed the most, and now that the opportunity to mend the knife has come, how can he let it go easily.

Lao Wu frowned slightly, he was indeed a little dissatisfied with Zhao Tian, he was ignorant and narrow-minded, and he really didn't know how he was elected as a sports commissioner before.

As a class cadre, I can't even do the basic thing of uniting my classmates, and I still think about retaliating against my classmates, which is too disappointing.

Lao Wu opened his mouth and was about to speak, but when he saw Yu Chen standing up, he said with a smile: "You are right, I, Yu Chen, am a layman." ”

"Hahaha, look, I'll just say that Yu Chen is a layman, and he admitted it himself." Zhao Tian said with a smile.

Smiling and smiling, Zhao Tian felt that something was wrong.

Because, the students around him looked at him like fools, and at the table, the disappointed look in Mr. Wu's eyes also appeared on his face.

Under the pull of the same seat, Zhao Tiancai sat down stupidly.

Lao Wu coughed, "Okay, okay, there is no classroom discipline at all, it's a good thing to speak enthusiastically, but you have to correct your attitude, don't think about those careful thoughts all day long, and put these thoughts on books when you have time is the right way." ”

Then he said: "Yu Chen said it well, not only the vernacular is vulgar, even all of us are laymen, the one who "wants to compete with the heavenly princess" didn't say that he was a saint, could it be that you are a layman and have wronged you?" ”

Zhao Tian now finally understands why everyone looks at themselves with strange eyes.

In the world, except for the laity, there are saints.

But after all, the world is still dominated by the laity, and no one is immune to the vulgar in life, and the vassal elegance is just a kind of vulgarity, and even those saints are crowned by posterity after they die.

Feeling that he was in a hurry to make up for the knife, but it was indirectly related to Yu Chen's way, but he was beaten by himself, and he had nowhere to reason, now that he had figured it out, Zhao Tian only felt that his face was inexplicably hot......

A few minutes later, the bell rang for the end of school.

As the saying goes, if you don't get out of class, you have a problem with your brain.

Hula, the classroom is full of cheerful voices, school is over, and the morning is liberated.

Yu Chen was no exception, got off the teaching building, rode a dilapidated bicycle and rushed home.

This broken bicycle was issued by the textile factory where my father worked a few years ago.

"Mom, why did you buy so many vegetables today, do you have any guests coming?" Jiangcheng No. 1 Middle School is relatively close to home, and there is a trail, Faye Wong habitually went to the kitchen helper after returning home, so she had this question.

"Xiaochen said yesterday that I will go home for dinner from today, so I will buy more."

While speaking, Yu Chen just opened the door and entered the house.

"Mom, I'm back."

Although the kitchen was a little far from the door, the sharp-eyed Faye Wong still saw Yu Chen's still somewhat red nose at a glance.

An unnatural look flashed across his face.

Seeing Yu Chen walking towards the kitchen with a narrow smile, Faye Wong was not calm.

Oops, this guy won't sue his mother.

Feifei Wong seems to have expected to wait for the scene where her mother scolds herself.

Yu Chen walked over and glanced at Faye Wong playfully.

"Mom."

Feifei Wong panicked and said, "Mom, I still have homework that I forgot to do at home, so I'll go back to my room to do my homework first." ”

The Queen Mother raised her head and looked at it, and whispered: "This child, no matter how he walks, he doesn't look like a girl's house, and it's not a joke when he goes out." ”

Seeing Yu Chen choosing vegetables behind her, a trace of satisfaction flashed in the queen mother's heart, her son is really sensible these days, and he knows how to care about people.

However, after seeing Yu Chen's red and swollen nose, the Queen Mother exclaimed: "Xiao Chen, what's wrong with your nose, why is it so red?" ”

Yu Chen smiled, "It's nothing, I touched it while playing basketball in physical education class in the morning, and I just rubbed some medicine later." ”

The queen mother came over with a worried face, looked carefully, and made sure that the bridge of her nose was not broken, and then she put her mind at ease: "It's such a big person, I don't know how to pay attention to it, but fortunately, I just touched it, what if I hurt my eyes." ”

"Mmmmmm, I'll pay attention next time." Yu Chen hurriedly compensated for it, and said along the way.

"And next time?"

"Well, I won't play basketball anymore."

"That's pretty much it, okay, you go to the living room and watch TV, I'll be enough for me in the kitchen."

Behind the wall, Feifei Wong heard Yu Chen's footsteps walking out of the kitchen, and quickly stood on tiptoe and trotted back to the room.