Carefree Prince In Tang Dynasty

"Follow the order of the prince." Wang Feng bowed his hands respectfully. After the brutal beating of life, he has long lost his innocence. In his eyes, Li Xin was no longer a murderer who caused the destruction of his family, but a benefactor who saved him from fire and water. For the future, he doesn't have too many extravagant hopes, and being a teacher in this village is also a good choice. At least these children in front of him respect him sincerely and call him "Mr."

Li Xin waved his hand to signal Wang Feng not to be so serious, and then said with a smile: "I just heard you talk about phonology, which reminds me of some related song formulas. Why don't you listen to me and see if it can be used in the teaching of these children. ?"

Wang Feng nodded and said, "Master, please speak."

Chen Youlan's eyes lit up and her ears quietly pricked up.

"The sky is to the earth, the rain is to the wind, the mainland is to the sky..." Li Xin slowly recites the one he is most familiar with. On the stage, the purple flute blows off the beauty." Chen Youlan and Wang Feng came back to their senses after the last word fell.

"How is it?" Li Xin himself asked without a bottom. He just wishfully thought that this thing was pretty good for teaching children, and he didn't know whether it could be used or not. Although he has outstanding insights from later generations, these insights may not be able to transcend Datang's reality. So some things still need to consider the opinions of professionals, such as Wang Feng.

Unexpectedly, Wang Feng was suddenly excited and grabbed Li Datong: "Yes! That's great! Lord Wang has other rhyming techniques?"

Seeing that Wang Feng was so excited, it shouldn't be greedy to please him, Li Xin heaved a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "There are some, don't be excited."

Wang Feng quickly released his hand and said: "The prince forgive me, it was the villain who was agitated for a while..."

"It's okay." Li Xin naturally didn't account for this small gaffe.

Wang Feng smiled bitterly: "The prince doesn't know something. Phonology is extremely difficult to teach. Some things are hard to say. You can only experience them by repeating them. The available phonology and chants are really important to this group of Mengtongs."

Chen Youlan remained silent on the side. Frankly speaking, with her knowledge of Li Xin, even if Li Xin said that she was pregnant, she would not be surprised. What is it, isn't it a phonological song? In the past, the rhyming poems were all made with rigid rhymes. How could even such a song formula be written so well...

Perhaps the first half of this song is still a bit naive and simple, but in the second half, the various images are integrated in an extremely unified way, turning into a very imaginative picture, which makes one can't help but hold their breath.

Chen Youlan clearly felt God's preference for Li Xin. This is really frustrating.

Li Xin didn't notice Chen Youlan's mood. He suddenly patted his forehead and remembered something he had forgotten: Damn, pinyin!

Since listening to the rhyme lesson, he faintly felt that something was wrong, and he always felt that he had forgotten something. It was only now that he felt abruptly that two nerves in his brain suddenly got connected, and came up with this amazing word: Pinyin .

When it comes to letting children understand the pronunciation of characters and the basic principles of phonology, is there anything more appropriate than pinyin?

Seeing Li Xin suddenly inexplicably slapped his forehead with excitement, Wang Feng was a little confused, and tentatively asked, "Master?"

Li Xin recovered, pulled Wang Feng and squatted down on the spot, grabbed a short wooden stick by the side of the road, and started a simple speech on the dry sand. Starting from disassembling the characters into initials and finals, and using the simplest four tones as an example, the rules of phonetic notation are demonstrated.

Wang Feng's eyes never understood, to thoughtful, to sudden realization, and then to fanaticism... He seemed to be stunned, pulling Li Xin, and said incoherently: "Your Highness! Your Highness! You are a genius! Me, me.... How can mortals think of such methods! With this pinyin, why don't thousands of Mengtong need an enlightenment teacher? You only need to master the pinyin and you can start to recite the classics by yourself! My God... ...The world is governed! The world is governed!"

Although there are many dross in Confucianism, it is undeniable that the vast majority of Confucian families do have a strong sense of responsibility for their country and their country, and they are willing to pursue the so-called "great governance." According to the saint, everyone is literate and educates the world. This is a sign of the rule of the world. It was Wang Feng who realized the role of pinyin that he suddenly became so enthusiastic. It touched his highest ideals.

Li Xin can understand Wang Feng. After all, his love for the land of China may not be without the credit of Confucianism.

Confucianism is something that grows in the blood of the Chinese people. It is absolutely impossible to criticize and completely deny. It is almost the same as denying the roots of the nation. However, it is necessary to get rid of the dross, take the essence, and transform it so that it no longer becomes the imprisonment of the Chinese people's thinking.

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