Chapter 397 Sunset Red
Zhao Han was puzzled, but it was hard to find anyone else to ask, so he had to keep it in his heart and celebrate Teacher Wu's adventure with others.
"Congratulations, Teacher Wu, for becoming a martial arts master." She showed off her half-hearted compliments that she didn't know where to look at.
"Okay, don't congratulate me. I'm sorry, everyone, I'll take a rest first." Wu Liansong bowed his hands to everyone.
Everyone nodded and stopped disturbing him.
Everyone is not a fool, and they can vaguely sense each other's true mood.
It was not the joy after promotion, but a desolate and heavy sad state of mind.
Wen Rensheng looked at Wu Liansong and shook his head slightly.
Maybe this is a blessing in disguise...
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At night, when Wen Rensheng was about to go to bed, there was a knock on the door, and then Ouyang Ling walked in mysteriously and closed the door.
"Son, write a poem with me too..." she requested.
"Uh..." Wen Rensheng was helpless. As expected, everyone wanted to cheat, but after all, this was his mother, so he had no choice but to nod and then said, "Let me check it for you first."
Ouyang Ling sat on a stool honestly, like a primary school student.
Wen Rensheng stretched out a ray of mist and explored it.
"Ouyang Ling, mystery level: 79."
"Mysterious composition: seed of love, expert mysterious speaking skills, expert eagle eye, expert mysterious resistance, intermediate youth technique..."
Well, I’ve almost become a mysterious expert.
Wen Rensheng thought for a while, the connotation of love is very broad, but the most profound and easiest to touch people's hearts is the love between mother and child, because it is the most likely to occur, the most frequent, and the most sacrificial. love.
After the theme was determined, he began to activate his memory.
With that, he began to recite:
"When a man is born, the sun first rises. He goes up the mountain late and goes down the mountain quickly."
"Thirty-six thousand dynasties in a hundred years, half a day will be strong at night."
“Singing and dancing must be done early. Yesterday is better than today.”
“People think that men and women are good at birth, but they don’t know that men and women make people grow old.”
This is a poem by Wang Jian, a poet from the Tang Dynasty. It is not famous, but it is very realistic. It describes the true experience of every parent.
Before becoming parents, it seemed that we grew old very slowly and always had time. After becoming parents, life has come to an end.
Ouyang Ling listened to it once, remembered it in her heart, and chanted it slowly.
Sure enough, my son loves me the most and always remembers my suffering.
Hmph, old man, you are still not as good as yourself.
"I seem to be feeling something. I'm going back to retreat first. Don't let your dad bother me." After Ouyang Ling repeated the order twice, she immediately got up and left.
"I know, go ahead." Wen Rensheng agreed and sent his mother out of the room.
He turned around and told his father. Wen Rende didn't pay attention, but said with some disdain: "It's okay. It's very rare for a person to get a breakthrough with just one poem. How can he continue to do so? She I am usually careless, but I have never accumulated any emotions..."
"Maybe so." Wen Rensheng would naturally not argue with him. …………
Two days later, Wen Rensheng received a task assigned by the Inspection Department - to teach painting skills to a group of ordinary people...
"You have a master to teach, so I asked you to do an experiment first, and later We will gradually launch these courses for ordinary people," Inspector Liu explained to him.
“Oh, in this way, it can strengthen the connection between aliens and ordinary people.” Wen Rensheng nodded.
“Well, being too close may not be a good thing. People always tend to feel awe and obedience to things that are far away from them. If they are too close, it will be like fighting for the throne of our feudal dynasty. "Coveted." Inspector Liu sighed.
"As long as we walk on the right path, ordinary people still know what is good and what is good, and those who are conscientious don't have to worry too much. Our people will never do evil for inexplicable reasons." Wen Rensheng said with relief.
He's very confident about it.
"Yes, that's true. This is for their own good. I believe everyone can see it clearly." Inspector Liu smiled.
Subsequently, Wen Rensheng followed Liu Inspector and participated in a painting teaching.
The students who came to study were not young people, but some elderly men and women... many of them could be Wen Rensheng's grandfather.
“You are really good at leading people into a trap,” Wen Rensheng said helplessly, “No wonder you want me to teach.”
"This is the least impactful way. Old men and women are all retired. Instead of worrying about family matters every day, why not learn some art and fulfill your dreams when you were young? Who didn't want to be a great painter, a great writer, a great star when they were young... ..." Inspector Liu explained.
“That’s right.” Wen Rensheng agreed.
Then Wen Rensheng began to teach hundreds of elderly people. The Inspection Department had already sent people to prepare the teaching plan for him. What he had to do was very simple, just follow the instructions.
It’s just like repeating it again.
But people are like this. If different people say the same words, others will accept them differently, or even completely opposite.
The same is true now.
“Drawing is a skill that has both artistic significance and important practical effects. It accompanies the birth of human civilization, even much earlier than the emergence of civilization. It is the source of writing. It is a record of civilization..."
First emphasize the meaning and draw everyone's attention.
“It can help us leave our own traces in this world. Compared with words, paintings are easier to remember because people are inherently visual animals and it is easier to remember images rather than words and words. Numbers. ”
With the narration and the use of master-level teaching, the old men and women who were originally a little restless became like primary school students, truly living and learning.
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At the end of the story, many old ladies were there sighing.
"Oh, my lost youth... If I had met such a teacher earlier, I would not have given up painting and become an ordinary textile worker."
This It was said by an 86-year-old old lady, who looked like a sunset-red literary young woman.
"I want to draw it, draw my whole life. The teacher said it well, photos cannot contain your own feelings. Your own feelings can only be contained by carving them with your own hands." Another one The old man nodded.
At that moment, the old man began to draw a big-headed doll... that was his past self that he saw in photos and videos.
"Dad, Mom..." Some old people fell into long-term memories.
Wen Rensheng suddenly found that the firepower was a bit fierce. Although the old people who came to participate in the study had all had physical examinations, he still found that some people were overly excited and had drastic changes in their physiological signs.
Oh, the teaching materials written by these professionals, coupled with their own master-level teaching skills, are indeed amazing.
In fact, it is not bad. After all, whether it is for yourself or others, it is better for these old people to learn some art and attract attention back than to be deceived and have a miserable old age.
(End of this chapter)