Chapter 255 Righteousness

"Brother Xu, can my illness really be cured?" the little girl asked, with some urgency, some weakness, with expectation and worry, just like a little girl being attacked by wind and rain white flowers.

   This was the first time Xu Guangling heard the little girl speak after the meeting. He had always acted like a little mute before. Of course, it might be more appropriate to call him a wooden man.

   And now, there is obvious vividness in the eyes of the wooden man.

This is actually quite normal. No matter how she feels ashes, she is only a 17- or 18-year-old girl. Once she sees hope, all her hearts become ashes, just like a field in winter, being blown by the spring breeze, all at once. , there will be vitality and greenery everywhere.

  Xu Guangling's heart became heavier.

  Confidence was given to the little girl by him, but he himself had no confidence.

  Xu Guangling firmly believes that "heart" or "belief" can influence, change and determine many things, but there must be a premise, that is, there must be material conditions as support and support. In other words, only in the material soil can spiritual flowers bloom.

  If you leave this material soil, all flowers will fail, and all grass will wither.

   There will never be any exceptions!

   But the actual situation now is that there is indeed a problem with the little girl's "material soil", and it is a big problem.

   Therefore, Xu Guangling was worried.

   But this is naturally impossible to show.

   "Xiao Zhou, do you know the root cause of your illness?" Xu Guangling asked with a relaxed expression and a smile.

   "Brother Xu, my name is Zhou Qingzhu." The little girl first introduced herself, and then said, "Brother Xu, my heart is not very good. I almost failed the physical examination for the senior high school entrance examination."

   "Taniguchi spring remnants of yellow birds are rare, Xinyi flowers are all apricot flowers flying. Beginning to pity under the window of the secluded bamboo mountain, do not change the clear shade and wait for me to return. Qingzhu, a very good name." Xu Guangling said with a smile.

   In fact, Xu Guangling didn't think this name was good at all. The little girl was as thin as a scarecrow, so it might not have anything to do with this name. ——As a person's most commonly used personal identification and symbol, the name undoubtedly has a strong influence and inducement on people's psychology.

  Huaxia has been very important in naming children since ancient times. Of course, in addition to names, there are characters in ancient times. These are not completely without reasons.

   Xu Guangling just said so casually.

   Unexpectedly, the little girl was extremely surprised when she heard this, her eyes were much brighter than before: "Brother Xu, you also know this poem, this is my favorite one!"

   Xu Guangling was slightly surprised.

   This is not a poem that primary and secondary school students will be exposed to in and out of the classroom, and its popularity is not very high.

   But thinking about the little girl's name is related to bamboo, it's understandable.

   "Xiaozhou, Xiaoqing, uh, Xiaozhu," Xu Guangling chuckled, "Xiaozhu, do you like poetry?"

   "Yeah!" The little girl nodded sharply, "But this one is my favorite."

   "Xinyi flowers are exhausted and apricot flowers fly." Xu Guangling repeated the sentence from the poem just now, and then said, "Xiaozhu, have you ever seen Xinyi flowers?"

   "I've seen pictures on the Internet, but I haven't seen them in reality." The little girl said a little embarrassedly.

   "What kind of flowers have you seen in reality? Three words." Xu Guangling asked.

   "Hmm..." The little girl pondered and pouted her lips slightly, but she looked rather cute, "Xianzihua, Brother Xu, I have seen gardenias!"

   Gardenias bloom, the name of a song.

As Xu Guangling thought about it, the entire lyrics and score of the song appeared directly in his mind, but the next moment, the image dissipated and replaced with two classical poems related to gardenia, and then, He slowly recited one of them:

   "One or two **** crowing in the rain, and the road and bridges in Zhuxi Village slanted. The women and aunts called each other to bathe silkworms, and the gardenias in the atrium were idle."

   "This is "Rain Over the Mountain Village" by Wang Jian, a poet of the Tang Dynasty, Xiaozhu, have you read it?"

   The little girl shook her head in frustration.

  Xu Guangling laughed, "You are still a student. You often come out in the morning and wear moonlight in the evening. You don't have much free time. It's normal that you haven't read it."

   may have been aroused by the word "student dog", the little girl laughed, then frowned and said, "Brother Xu, you are too ugly."

  Xu Guangling smiled: "It doesn't matter if you haven't read this poem. According to this poem, can you think of another poem, such as this sentence 'The road board bridge in Zhuxi Village is inclined'..."

   "Bamboo Stone, Zheng Banqiao, Zheng Banqiao's Bamboo Stone!"

   Before Xu Guangling could finish his sentence, the little girl hurriedly said this.

"I firmly believe that the green mountain will not relax, and the root is in the broken rock. It is still strong after thousands of hardships, and it will let the wind from east, west, south and north." Xu Guangling recited, and then said: "Well, yes, another poem about bamboo. So, Xiaozhu, based on this poem, can you think of another related poem?"

   This time, the little girl thought about it for a minute, but she didn't come up with it.

"Actually, if we don't read the name of this poem, we can easily misunderstand it as writing about pine trees, and even if we know that it is about bamboo, it is still very appropriate to use it to describe pine trees, and it does not violate the harmony at all. A pine tree, isn't that what it looks like?"

   "So we can use the 'pine' in the first sentence 'Be sure that the green hills will not relax' as a word to guide related poems."

  Xu Guangling paused for a while, then said: "In the ancient poems, there are two very good poems about pine trees, one is about small pine trees, and the other is about old pine trees."

   "Since I was a child, the thorns were deep in the grass, and now I gradually feel the basil. At that time, people didn't know Lingyun wood, and they waited until Lingyun began to rise."

   "This is "Xiao Song" by the Tang Dynasty poet Du Xunhe."

"The forests have gone straight for more than a hundred searches, and they are high into the blue and dark, but they are not attached to the forest. The wind in the ravines generates night noise, and the moon shines on the mountains in the autumn shade. How can it be because of the cultivation power of manure and soil, and the heart of heaven and earth fortune. The unscrupulous craftsmen of the world should not invade each other."

   "This is "Ancient Pine" by Song Dynasty poet Wang Anshi."

"One, two, three, four, five, you see, five poems come out in a blink of an eye. The first one is related. As long as you follow the first one, you can go to the fifth one without any obstacles. This is the easiest way to remember. Associative memory method." Xu Guangling said.

"The treatment may last for a long time. During this time, Xiaozhu, if you are bored, you can use this method to memorize poems. There is a provincial library nearby for reference, and I will be there sometimes. read a book."

   "It's still very easy to memorize ten or twenty songs a day. When you have memorized a thousand songs, I believe that by then, your body will have a gratifying change."

   Xu Guangling said.

   "Brother Xu, how many poems do you remember?" The little girl blinked and asked curiously.

   "I'll tell you when you remember a thousand songs." Xu Guangling said with a smile.

   "Oh, yes, I almost forgot the topic." Xu Guangling snorted, "Xiaozhu, your problem, fundamentally speaking, is indeed caused by the heart. But it just happens..."

   "I'm an expert at this."

   After saying this, Xu Guangling stretched out his hand to the little girl and motioned her to check her pulse.

It is easy for any ordinary person to find the pulse on the wrist. It is no more difficult than a fifth-grade elementary school friend doing one plus one, and the little girl Zhou Qingzhu is pressing her finger to Xu Guangling's pulse. After I posted it, I was surprised in an instant.

   His mouth opened slightly, and his eyes widened involuntarily.

   After touching for about a minute, Xu Guangling took out his left hand and replaced it with his right hand, letting the little girl hold it again.

   And in exchange, the little girl was extremely surprised again.

   "Shh, don't tell others, remember to keep it a secret!" After he drew his right hand, Xu Guangling put his finger on his lips and said, "Xiaozhu, now, do you have confidence in me?"

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   (end of this chapter)