Although Yang Yi didn't know anything at first, his education for Xixi is still pretty good so far. While doing it himself, he is also good at learning. Combined with a variety of children's educational concepts, Xixi is encouraged to learn and experience the wonderfulness of different cultures more tolerantly. This educational method can be said to be very modern!

However, it is not without shortcomings. For example, his education on Xixi rarely involves traditional Chinese culture. Other children can recite poems at the age of three, such as Nan Zhaoyu. Although this little boy is shy, he actually needs to take the exam of poetry, calligraphy and painting. He can definitely be called a "school master". However, Xixi can speak many foreign languages ​​fluently, but he can't memorize a few ancient poems.

It’s not that Yang Yi discriminates against Chinese traditional culture, and the reasons for Xixi’s situation are many aspects!

On the one hand, it is because Yang Yi doesn’t have a deep understanding of the traditional Chinese culture in this world. Even though his cultural development trajectory is similar, he first poems, then lyrics, and then songs, and finally a hundred schools of thought contend... However, Yang Yi can hardly recognize the works after the Three Kingdoms, and he himself is not sure how to teach Xixi?

Of course, the reason why this reason is not very profound and has a deeper impact is that Yang Yi discovered in his research on many modern educational concepts: many educational experts believe that it is not advisable to let children recite ancient poems too early.

Especially before the age of three or four!

Because memorizing poetry is of no benefit to children at this stage. They are too young to understand the beauty of music and artistic conception in these poems. On the contrary, if it is children other than Xixi, they do not have good memory and can only simply imitate and memorize. This compulsive memory will damage their brains to a certain extent!

Moreover, forcing children of this age to do things they don’t like to do will also make them resist. Even if they can recite some poems, it will be impatient. Over time, it will make them feel an impression of hating poetry in their hearts. When they can understand poetry in the future, they may not be willing to learn poetry.

In addition, don’t think that children at this stage have a good memory and can memorize a lot of poems. One day in the future, they will understand the beauty of these poems. When children are four years old, their memories will be reshuffled. Few children can still remember things before they are four years old when they grow up!

Even Xixi, who has a good memory, her memories before she was four years old have gradually become blurred.

It is precisely because of these reasons that Yang Yi forgot to cultivate Xixi in this regard.

Yes, he really forgot!

Because Xixi is now six years old, she has developed some of her understanding ability and has reached the age of being able to memorize poetry!

Now, through the rearview mirror, Yang Yi saw Xixi excitedly asking her mother to recite the poems in the Book of Songs, and he suddenly remembered this.

It’s time to teach Xixi something unique to Chinese people!

In addition, Yang Yi also remembered that he interrupted the martial arts that Xixi learned for two years because of the old man's scolding. Xixi has started to learn dancing, and it makes no sense that he can't learn martial arts!

...

While Yang Yi was thinking a lot, Murphy was proudly showing off some simple poems that he had memories to Xixi.

Xixi admired and said happily: "Mama, you are so amazing. But what does the poem Xiaowei is studying mean?"

This is what Xixi never forgets.

"It's so simple, it's just...it's good to say..." Murphy seemed to have a cassette, but couldn't even say it.

Yes, everyone knows the general meaning of this poem. There is a girl he likes on the other side of the water, but if Murphy really wants to summarize its general meaning, Murphy finds that he is only a slight understanding of it.

Not to mention translation!

The reeds are green, what are the reeds? Murphy can't say it.

"Yang Yi, tell my daughter what does this poem mean?" Murphy had no choice but to ask Yang Yi for help in shame.

"This explanation is complicated. You have to explain it word by word, and then understand the whole sentence." Yang Yi came back to his senses, smiled slightly, and said, "Xixi, can you tell you slowly when you come home?"

"Okay!" Xixi smiled sweetly, not caring, but she still cared about her friends very kindly, "But Xin'er couldn't hear it."

"I want to go home for dinner. Xixi, just tell Sister Xiaowei!" Lan Xin was still not interested.

"Hey, is this sister Xiaowei the one you met last time?" Murphy became curious.

"Yes, today our teacher asked Sister Xiaowei to study for us. She is good and speaks nicely!" Xixi and Lan Xin said in a verbal manner.

"I remember the last time you said she didn't like talking." Yang Yi smiled.

"I said it!" Xixi shouted.

"She spoke later!" Lan Xin nodded seriously. If she didn't speak, Lan Xin wouldn't like to be friends with her. It would be much better now.

...

Although it was Friday night and there were still holidays tomorrow and the next two days, Yang Yi still asked Xixi to finish her homework first. After dinner, she returned from a walk and then her small Chinese studies class started slowly.

Without too complicated equipment, Yang Yi just moved out a large whiteboard that was usually placed in the storage room, took a marker, and taught Xixi in the living room.

Dad has always been very interesting in class. Xixi is not only not bored, but also sat in front of her small table where she did her homework, happily watching her father write down the whole poem "Qin Feng Jian Jia" on the whiteboard.

Murphy didn't like to attend classes, but she thought Xiao Tong would also be influenced by "Chinese studies", so she held Xiao Tong and sat on the sofa near Xixi.

But Xiao Tong couldn't sit still, and he yearned for climbing outside. Unfortunately, how could he escape from his mother's Wuzhi Mountain?

"This poem comes from the Book of Songs, and is the earliest collection of poems in our country. Its poems were created more than two thousand years ago and were written by many unknown authors from the people. It can be said that it has a very long history." Yang Yi briefly introduced its history.

"A long, long ago?" Xixi thought of the mythological story her father told her, "Is it longer than Sun Wukong?"

"This is not comparable, but it's all ancient things." Yang Yi said with a smile.

When talking about the meaning of the poem, Yang Yi first brushed a few strokes on the whiteboard with a marker brush, drew a bunch of reeds and a pool of river water behind him.

I have to say that Yang Yi's simple painting skills have become perfect after years of training in telling stories to Xixi. These few strokes have made the reeds look like they have in shape and spirit.

"Jing reeds mean reeds, reeds that have not yet grown. This is a kind of grass that grows by the river and in the swamp. If they grow up, the ears will have hairs as soft as the tail of the bun." Yang Yi tried to speak as vividly as possible, and it was easier for Xixi to accept them.

"Actually, these few sentences, the reeds are green, the reeds are lush, and the reeds are all the same. Lush, lush, and picnic are all words that people in ancient times described reeds, grass or rice planted by your grandfather, and those plants that grow a lot and are very lush." ​​Yang Yi smiled and underlined the three poems separately.

"That's it..." Xixi murmured to herself. She was very immersed in her ears, staring at the blackboard, either at the poems or at the paintings drawn by her father.

Perhaps, in her mind, a beautiful scroll has formed a prototype and is slowly unfolding.
Chapter completed!