At night, spring rain falls.

I don't know how many delicate mountain flowers have been blown off, turning into spring mud in another form to look forward to the coming year.

Under the grass shed of Zhongnan Mountain, the sound of the wind, the rain, and the sound of reading are composed into a symphony.

After Li Changqing finished reading, the wind and rain did not stop at all, and the green hills near could only be faintly visible.

A gust of mountain wind blew, carrying fresh air mixed with the smell of earth, and Li Changqing sprinkled some rain on his face.

I suddenly felt relaxed and happy, and my thoughts were ethereal, not as if I was in the world.

When the rain stopped, there was a rainbow hanging outside the mountain, and the sky after the rain was very blue.

Li Changqing rolled up his trousers and walked barefoot, feeling the slippery soil, walking on the muddy mountain road to water spiritual water and harvest leeks.

There was a lot of rain on the leeks, and after cutting the two bags, Li Changqing's clothes were soaked.

Li Changqing took a hot shower and changed into a set of clean clothes, and rode a motorcycle with two bags of leeks to yesterday's corner.

"Little brother, here!", the middle-aged man with stubble on his face and the vegetable seller greeted Li Changqing.

"Hmm!", Li Changqing nodded.

"Your leeks are really unusual, not only delicious but also good!", the middle-aged vegetable seller with a stubble on his face said very obscenely.

"Haha, it's better to eat for a few more days!", Li Changqing said with a smile.

"I'm not afraid of your jokes, when I went out in the morning, my mother-in-law specially told me to remember to buy some leeks and go back!"

"Yes, how much?"

"Thanks to the little brother's reading yesterday, which attracted a lot of onlookers, I also made a little more money, let's get a pound first!"

After Li Changqing said yes, he handed it to the middle-aged vegetable seller with a stubble on his face.

"Little brother, don't you know your name yet?"

"Li Changqing!"

"Zhang Danian, bow Changzhang, born on Chinese New Year's Eve!", said the middle-aged vegetable seller with a stubble on his face.

"Uh-huh!", Li Changqing nodded.

"Brother Changqing, are you still studying today?", Zhang Danian asked.

"Read!", Li Changqing said.

Zi said: "Reviewing the old and learning the new can be a teacher." ”

Consciousness means reviewing old knowledge to learn new understandings and experiences, and you can become a teacher by virtue of this.

Although Li Changqing is already familiar with "The Book of Three Characters", "Hundred Family Names", "Thousand Character Text", etc., he still decided to read it again.

"If the child doesn't learn, it's not appropriate, if the young don't learn, what is the old??"

"If the jade is not cut, it is not a tool, people do not learn, and they do not know the righteousness. ”

"As a son of man, when Fang was young, he was a teacher and a friend, and he practiced etiquette. ”

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The sentences of the "Three Character Classic" are short and catchy, and they are widely spread, even some people who have not read a book can come to two sentences.

When Li Changqing entered the state of reading, he was full of Confucianism and righteousness, and his voice had a very special magic.

In the noisy vegetable market, Li Changqing's reading sound is like a waking Sanskrit sound, and many people are unconsciously attracted by the sound of books.

Gradually, a group of people surrounded Li Changqing and quietly listened to the "Three Character Classic".

Li Changqing did not stop after reading it once, and read the "Three Character Classic" repeatedly.

The book instills the importance of education to children's growth, and uses the right methods to educate children to become talents.

Using the examples of ancient sages, he emphasized the need to honor parents, brothers, friends and brothers, and also introduced pre-Qin classics such as the Four Books, the Six Classics, and the Five Sons.

A Mengxue "Three Character Classic", a group of people sometimes feel enlightened, sometimes ashamed!

Is the truth in the "Three Character Classic" very profound?

Apparently not!

After more than 100 years of humiliation, many traditional Chinese cultures have been abandoned.

After decades of exam-oriented education, people have forgotten what is rooted in the soul of every Chinese person.

Suddenly, I heard Li Changqing's reading sound like a bell and a drum in the morning, which aroused the deep cognition of sincerity, righteousness, benevolence, filial piety and respect in my heart.

Wang Guang stood in the crowd, holding back tears.

As a taxi driver, I am usually very busy at work and do not care enough for my son.

Every time his son did not do well in the exam, Wang Guang was very angry, and always felt that he had not been rewarded for his hard work to provide for his son's education, and it was a violent beating indiscriminately.

The conflict between father and son is getting deeper and deeper, and the last midterm exam completely broke out.

The son never came home again, and spent his days hanging out with a bunch of people.

Wang Guang has never found the reason from himself, at this time, the only thought in his heart is: Son, Dad knows that he is wrong, you go home!

Liu Xu thought of his old mother who was still living in a welfare home, and couldn't help but cry.

His father died young, and his mother worked hard for him to go to college, and after graduation, he was admitted to the county forestry bureau.

After getting married, he bought a three-bedroom house in the county seat.

Later, when the child was studying, the daughter-in-law wanted to prepare a study room for the child and asked him to send his mother to a welfare home.

After the two argued, Liu Xu chose to compromise.

After hearing Li Changqing's sound of reading, I felt that I was too inhuman!

If you don't honor your parents, how can you expect your children to honor yourself in the future?

Liu Xu clenched his fists and made up his mind that he would take his mother back from the welfare home no matter what!

There are also many people who regret that they did not study hard when they were young, and now their lives are not satisfactory......

Li Changqing thought that he had thoroughly eaten the "Three Character Classic", but he had a new understanding when he looked at the world in the crowd.

Establishing a heart for heaven and earth, establishing a life for the people, continuing to learn for the saints, and opening peace for all generations are the true Confucian way.

Li Changqing is bound to the game of 'Hundred Schools of Thought', not a pure Confucian.

But undoubtedly most influenced by Confucian culture, Li Changqing looked at the vast turbid world and the people were confused.

The traditional Chinese culture is weak, Li Changqing decided to combine the understanding of the current era to write a book to promote the truth of the sages, and continue to learn for the sake of the saints!

"Boom!"

The heroic righteousness on Li Changqing's body swept up, like a violent wind hitting the mud palace pill in the center of his eyebrows.

After the clouds and rain, lightning and thunder.

Li Changqing felt his head explode, and there were a few more vain and fluttering righteous qi in the mud palace pill in his eyebrows.

The hundreds of schools of thought enlarged independently, and Li Changqing appeared at the door of the Sage Academy.

"Congratulations to Brother Li, I thought that I would continue to study and break through to the realm of learning!", Yan Hui congratulated Li Changqing.

"I just wanted to do what I wanted to do, I didn't expect there to be extra surprises!"

Li Changqing said with a smile, not excited by advancing to the Xuehai Realm.

"Hehe, Brother Li has condensed a huge amount of Haoran righteousness with his words, not only saving a lot of time to accumulate Haoran righteousness, but also directly planting the seeds of the Wen Palace in the Mud Palace Pill Xue Hai!

"Brother Yan praised it falsely!", Li Changqing said modestly.

"This 'point vermilion pen' can use Haoran righteousness as ink to scold Fang Xuan, and it is a gift from the teacher to Brother Li!", Yan Hui took out an antique brush from the pen case and handed it to Li Changqingdao.

"Thank you for the pen!", Li Changqing bowed deeply to the Pilgrim's Courtyard with a red pen.