A little joke about Chinese characters

Because Chinese characters were hit by the board. When writing documents, strokes often make mistakes. Once I made a roster, and the word "Chen" was written on the right, which was beaten 20 times by the chief. From then on, the scholar remembered to write "Lu" on the left, but unfortunately he misspelled the word "Zheng" and got 20 boards again. One day, a man named Nie asked him to write a complaint, and the document was shocked: "I wrote two ears and got forty boards. You killed me with three ears?" ! "

Chinese character short story 2

One morning, "Tuan" was shopping and suddenly met "Yuan", who enthusiastically stepped forward to say hello: "Hello! Round! "

The clerk said, "I don't know you?"

The "group" said: "We are together to pay New Year greetings to others and wish them a family reunion. Why don't you know me when the weather is hot? "

A short story about Chinese characters 3

One year, the old man invited a scholar from Chu to teach his son to read. On the first day of school, the teacher wrote a stroke on the white paper with a brush and told his son, "This is a word." His son studied hard and remembered it. When he came back, he wrote to the old man: "I learned a word-'one'." The old man saw his son studying hard, saw it in his eyes and enjoyed it in his heart.

When I went to school the next day, the teacher wrote two strokes on the paper with a brush and said, "This is a word' two'." This time, my son didn't feel anything new, so he remembered it and went home. On the third day, the teacher wrote three strokes on the paper with a brush and said, "This is a' three' word." The son rolled his eyes as if he realized something and couldn't learn. He threw down his pen and ran back to his father happily and said, "This is really good to read. My child has learned it. Don't bother Mr. Wang now, lest Mr. Wang spend so much money to ask his father to dismiss. " Seeing that his son was so clever, the old man happily prepared a reward and dismissed the teacher.

A few days later, the old man wanted to invite a friend named Wan to drink, so he told his son to get up early in the morning and write an invitation. The son readily agreed: "Well, isn't it easy?" ? Look at me. "

Seeing that his son was confident, the old man was relieved to do other things. Time passed slowly, and when the sun was about to set, the old man couldn't help feeling anxious: "What happened to my son?" After waiting and waiting, the old man finally got impatient and went to his son's room to urge him.

As soon as he entered the door, the old man saw his son sitting at the table with a sad face, and the paper dragged on the ground was all the way of the underworld. My son is drawing on a piece of paper with a wooden comb covered with ink. When he saw his father come in, he complained, "There are so many surnames in the world, why is his surname Wan?" I borrowed my mother's wooden comb and can write more than 20 strokes at a time. From the early hours of the morning to now, my hands are sore, and I only wrote less than 3000 strokes! It's really hard to write thousands of words! "