古来学堂中的孩子摇头晃脑,前倾后倒,大诵四书五经,先生们戒尺在手,仰头沉醉在这童音之纯真美好。一颗颗承载了万千先哲圣人的智慧的典籍之种子,滚落到这一个个年轻的灵魂的心田之中。伴随孩子的成长,或阳光雨露或阴风晦雨,有种子开出绚烂美好的花儿来,有种子就此深埋地下,不见天日。而思考于典籍这粒良种,正是促使其开花的 Old school children shook his head and brain, leaning forward, after the recitation of four books, gentlemen rules in hand, upstairs indulge in this innocence pure and beautiful. The seeds of the books of wisdom that carry the wisdom of thousands of philosophers fall upon the hearts of these young souls. With the child’s growth, or the sun or the shade, there are beautiful flowers out of the seeds, there is a deep underground seed, not see the sun. And thinking of this fine grain classics, it is to promote its flowering