Think about it, look at the parents and comrades around them, most of them have no education. They experienced hard years in those days, and no one had ever read a book. So many people could understand the importance of red eggs when they heard Teacher Ning talk about it.
Like the old man who spoke about something of a very valuable work of art, it felt like it was something that was left out of reach. Without the example made by Teacher Ning, they really couldn't understand the precious feelings of the work of art. Even if they were like this, let alone children.
"Our leaders have said that creating art must come from the people. We don't understand what you say."
Besieged by parents, the old uncle waved his hand angrily with the camera on his back: "Don't talk with you guys in the same place."
"We don't talk to people like you!" Some parents replied to his words without hesitation.
Who? I thought I was superior to the gods with a camera on my back? The old artists of the people dared not speak like this. The real people's artists stayed in the farmland and talked to the farmers all day long. This person knew it was a fake.
Ning Yunxi pulled his son aside.
My son's little face, which was originally unhappy, turned worries into joy.
Leilei jumped excitedly and said to his mother, "Mom, red egg!"
"Do you want to eat red eggs?" Ning Yunxi stretched out his finger and gently pinched his son's face, pouring cold water on his son, "How much do you understand? Don't think you understand everything."
Leilei, who was criticized by his mother, calmed his little head and looked at his mother with cute eyes: "That--"
"Okay, come here, mom will tell you again. That grandpa is actually right. Artwork is a very precious cultural treasure for human beings. Why do you say so? Because artworks record history and record the rich feelings of human beings, like another soul that travels through time and space. We must learn and experience the kind of emotions hidden in the artwork, just like we learn cultural knowledge. We must not only learn the history of knowledge, but also learn the skills of how to use knowledge."
While giving lectures to his son, Ning Yunxi took his son's little hand back to the photography exhibition.
"Then-" Mom said it deeply, and Leilei couldn't understand it.
"Mom gives you another example. You like to eat red eggs, right? They are delicious, right? But how does the red egg come from? What Mom gives you. If your mother doesn't give you, will you cook red eggs yourself? If you want to eat them in the future, do you have to understand how the red eggs come from to get them? You need to understand how the red eggs are cooked so that you can eat them great."
As soon as he talked about the red egg, Leilei immediately understood it again, and his little head nodded: "Why did the painting come from? I want to learn. How to draw it well? I want to learn."
"This kid is so smart!" A voice of praise rang around.
Ning Yunxi and his son looked back and saw why a large number of people followed behind him.
Chapter completed!