Chapter 685: Listen to Uncle Tell Stories
Since I have this kind of occupational disease, then I should pay attention to it. Because it doesn't always feel good.
I asked Jiang Cong to see if she was still eating. If he doesn't eat, then we'll be ready to sleep. It's tiring enough after a day of running.
When I woke up, the weather was very sunny the next day. That's also nice, because the snow is going to melt much faster. When the snow is almost gone, we need to go to other places to take a look, because the snow is still being painted for the past two days, so the road is more slippery, and if we are not careful, we will knock people down, so it will not be too beautiful.
I think so, I don't know what Jiang Cong thinks.
"Have you ever thought about going out on a day like this?" I asked Jiang Cong.
"That's too slippery, isn't it?" Hearing Jiang Cong say this about me, then I don't feel the need to go out again, since he doesn't want to go out, I don't need to force her anymore.
Then the two of us stayed in the room, it was really boring, yesterday I taught her, how to cook instant noodles? So what am I looking for her again today? If I had to imagine it, honestly, I really can't think of it. It depends on what Jiang Cong wants to learn.
"Jiang Cong, what do you want to learn?" I asked Jiang Cong.
"Anything."
Since I said this, then I want to tell Jiang Cong about myself, I know. Actually, what I'm best at, I think, is teaching students to write essays. But the child is so young, I don't know if their homeroom teacher taught her to write essays, just simply look at pictures and speak.
The big answer is that her homeroom teacher has never taught her to look at pictures and speak, and she has no family and has never taught him, so it's okay, so I'll teach her first! lest one day when his homeroom teacher teaches her, she will learn faster.
But after I told her my thoughts Jiang Cong, not only would I not give up. Because Jiang Cong didn't know a lot of words, she couldn't write a lot of what she wanted to express.
In that case, my plan would have to go bankrupt.
Changing to such a small room, the two of us had no other entertainment to hold. So I'm done, do you want to tell Zhang Cong a story, so that he can also develop his brain. I'll tell Jiang Cong about one of the first stories that elementary school students learned, ponies crossing the river.
It is said that an old horse gave birth to a ponny.
One day, the old horse asked the pony to go to his relative's house, and told the pony that there was a river in the middle of the way, and the water was very shallow, and you should just listen to others and just swim through it yourself.
The pony said goodbye to the old pony, and then he walked over, and as he walked, he thought, what should he do when he wants the river that you will meet. As he went farther and farther, a river suddenly crossed in front of him, and he was about to wade through it at this time, and when he was about to make soup, a little mouse came out of him, and the little mouse said to him, don't dare to wade in the water, this water is too deep, and last night when his child passed through the water, he accidentally drowned, and the pony listened to the little mouse's words and asked the little mouse, and I felt sad. So he comforted the little mouse and said, your child can't be resurrected after death, don't be too sad, you have to think about the future life, just live the future life well. Under the persuasion of the pony, the little mouse slowly stopped crying, and I was like this, but you must not dare to pass. After listening to the words of the little mouse, I know, you don't have to worry about me, you are busy with you, I can't.
When the pony saw it, the mouse was gone, and in order to keep the mouse from worrying about it, he told a lie. After watching the little mouse go, the pony knew that he couldn't see it, and then he was ready to cross the river again, because his mother told him to go to his relatives, and if he didn't listen to his mother, it would be difficult to say if he would come back. So it's ready to wade through the river again.
At this time, when it was about to pass, an old ox said to it, "It's okay child, this water is very shallow, and it reaches my heels, you can wade at will!" All right.
The pony said to the old scalper, Uncle Niu, thank you, I know, the old scalper told the pony and went over by himself. Pony thought to herself, the little mouse said that his son accidentally drowned when he passed by last night, and her husband said that he was very rich, so he went to the heel, whether the water was deep or shallow?
His brother was thinking and thinking that he couldn't find a very clear answer, and then he thought again, that is, the old cow baby and the little mouse friend said the opposite thing, although it was the same river, why did the two of them say the opposite, he thought that there must be a friend who said right, and a friend who said it must be wrong, in order to verify their statement, and the task given to him by his mother, the pony mustered up his courage and walked to the river.
At this time, it was an icicle breathing, and it could hear its own heartbeat.
The pony lifted his feet high and let them down. It turns out that the water is not as shallow as the old scalper said. It's not as deep as the little mouse says. It's just that the water is up to its knees. It's not too deep, it's not too strong, and it's just wading through the water.
When Pony returns home, she tells her mother, Ma, about what happened today. The old horse told the pony that from now on, you have to take what others say about you as a reference, because everyone's height is different, so the depth of the water is different, the old scalper, he is much bigger than you, so the water is very, very money for him, and the little mouse is much smaller than you, the water must be very deep.
You can only use other things as a reference, and you can't copy them, because then you will miss a lot of big things. That's what I want to say to Jiang Cong.
"Zhang Cong, what kind of inspiration do you have when you hear me tell you a story like this?"
I finished my story and asked Jiang Cong. Let's see if this kid understands? If she understands and understands, she will quickly answer my question. Because the answer to my question has already been given.
"No matter what you do, you can't copy someone else's, and if that's the case, you will, serve a lot of big things." Jiang Cong said.
"Then why can't you copy someone else's?" I asked.
"Everyone's situation is different! So you can't just copy it. Jiang Cong quickly replied.
This kid is really as I thought she was, she's so smart.
"Jiang Cong, can you go out and see if the ground outside has been done?" I asked Jiang Cong.
Because the two of us had been inside the house for so long, it was thought that the ground outside should be almost dry. If it's really like what I'd like, then we'll be able to continue our trip tomorrow for both of us.
Jiang Cong went out and came back in a while. Without thinking about it, I knew that she should have told me a good news.