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Modesty makes people progress, while pride makes people lag behind: the case of Zhong Yong.

Shang Zhong Yong

◆ Original:

Fang Zhongyong, a native of Jinxi, has lived in the countryside for five years. Zhong Yongsheng never knew about writing tools and suddenly cried for them. His father was different, so he borrowed four poems from others and named them himself. His poems were sent to foster parents and family members for collection and passed on to a scholar in a township. Naturally, they mean that things are poems, and they are established. Their art and science are impressive. People in the city were surprised. They invited their father a little, or rather.

I've heard a long time ago. In Ming Dow, I came home from my ancestors and saw it at my uncle's house. Twelve or thirteen years ago, I wrote poems, but I can't say that I have heard them before. Seven years later, I went back to my uncle's house from Yangzhou and asked, "Everyone has left!"

◆ Translation

Fang Zhongyong is a civilian in Jinxi County, who has been farming for generations. When Zhong Yong was five years old, he had never seen writing tools, and suddenly he cried for them. His father was surprised by this and borrowed some from his neighbor's house. He immediately wrote four poems and wrote his own name. This poem was presented to the scholars in the whole town. From then on, someone assigned something to write a poem for him, and he could finish it at once. There is something to appreciate about the literary talent and truth of poetry. People in the same county were surprised by him and gradually invited his father to visit. Some people ask Zhong Yong to write poems with money and gifts. His father thought it was profitable. He led Fang Zhongyong to visit people in the same county every day to stop him from studying.

I've heard about it for a long time. During the reign of Ming Dow, I followed my late father back to my hometown and met Fang Zhongyong at my uncle's house. He is twelve or thirteen years old. Letting him write poetry is out of proportion to what I have heard before. Seven years later, I came back from Yangzhou and asked about Fang Zhongyong. My uncle said, "He can disappear completely, just like ordinary people."

Or: the story of the race between the tortoise and the rabbit;

A rabbit has four legs. It jumps fast and runs fast. The tortoise has four legs, too. Climb, climb, climb slowly. One day, the rabbit met the tortoise and said with a smile, "Tortoise, tortoise, let's have a competition, shall we?" The tortoise knew that the rabbit was joking with him, staring at a pair of small eyes, ignoring it and not stepping on it. The rabbit knew that the tortoise didn't dare to race with him, and his ears jumped with joy. He made up a folk joke about him: tortoise, climb, come out early to pick flowers; Tortoise, tortoise, let's go. It's still in our mouths at night. The tortoise was angry and said, "Rabbit, rabbit, don't be proud. Let's race." "What, what? Tortoise, what did you say? " "Let's race." Hearing this, the rabbit almost laughed: "Tortoise, do you really dare to race with me?" Ok, let's run from here and see who runs to a big tree at the foot of the mountain first. Get ready! One, two, three-"The rabbit spread its legs and ran, really fast, and soon ran far away. Looking back, he found that the tortoise had only climbed a short distance. He thought, it is a big joke that the tortoise dares to race with the rabbit! Me, sleep here and let him climb here. No, let him climb to the front. I caught up with him in three jumps. "La la la la la la, the victory must be mine! "The rabbit leaned on the ground, closed his eyelids and really fell asleep. Besides, the tortoise is really slow, but he keeps crawling, crawling, crawling, and so on. He was exhausted when he found the rabbit. The rabbit is still sleeping, and the tortoise wants to have a rest, but he knows that the rabbit runs faster than him and can only win if he keeps climbing. So he kept crawling, crawling, crawling. It's getting closer and closer to the tree, only a few dozen steps away, a dozen steps away, a few steps away. Where is ............................................................................................................................................... Rabbit? He's still sleeping! The rabbit woke up and looked back. Alas, why has the tortoise disappeared? Looking ahead, alas, it's amazing! The tortoise has climbed under the big tree. The rabbit looked worried and hurried to catch up, but it was too late. The tortoise won. The tortoise won. Rabbits run fast, while turtles run slowly. Why did the tortoise win the game instead?

An example of a troubled affair:

Churchill, the British Prime Minister during World War II, was an outstanding speaker and was listed as one of the world's 10 famous speakers. However, when Churchill made a speech in Parliament for the first time, he made a big fall-halfway through, he suddenly forgot the following words, and he couldn't remember them clearly. He blushed and had to interrupt his speech and return to his seat awkwardly. However, he was not discouraged. He devoted himself to the study of speech skills and often exercised his oral expression ability. Churchill eventually became a famous orator and an outstanding politician in the 20th century.

Jian Zhen became a monk at the age of 18 and studied Buddhism diligently. In 742, Japan sent Rong He and Pu Zhao to China to invite monk Jian Zhen to preach in Japan. Jian Zhen China Eastern Airlines failed three times and the ship drifted to Hainan Island. In 753, the Japanese sent envoys to China for the tenth time. Things are eventful and Jian Zhen finally crossed to Kyushu, Japan with the Japanese mission.

Li Bai, a famous poet in Tang Dynasty, didn't like reading when he was a child. He often plays truant and wanders in the street.

One day, Li Bai did not go to school again. He wandered about the street, looked around and unconsciously arrived outside the city. Warm sunshine, cheerful bird songs and flowers swaying with the wind made Li Bai sigh, "How boring it is to study in the house all day in such good weather?"

Walking, at the door of a shabby hut, a white-haired old woman is grinding an iron pestle as thick as a stick. Li Bai walked over. "What are you doing, old woman?" "I want to grind this iron pestle into an embroidery needle." The old woman looked up, smiled at Li Bai, and then lowered her head to continue grinding. "Embroidered needle?" Li Bai asked again, "Is it an embroidery needle for sewing clothes?" "Of course!" "But, the iron pestle is so thick, when can it be ground into a fine embroidery needle?" The old woman asked Li Bai, "A drop of water can pierce a stone, but a fool can move a mountain. Why can't an iron pestle be ground into an embroidery needle?" "But, you are so old?" "As long as I work harder than others, there is nothing I can't do." Li Bai was ashamed of what the old woman said, and never played truant after he went back. I study very hard every day and finally become an immortal poet.