Mortal ravings - 22.7.4 - Remembering a special teacher

Holy matters:

I remember when I was in high school, the chemistry teacher in our class was a re-employed retired teacher-an old gentleman, everyone called him "Old Chemistry Old Man". The old man in chemistry was a college student in the 1960s. It is said that he was admitted to the Beijing Iron and Steel Institute with a perfect score in mathematics, which is now the University of Science and Technology Beijing. College students of that era were already very few in number. Moreover, they were admitted to key colleges and universities with full marks in mathematics. Naturally, they were more mysterious.

The chemistry old man basically doesn't read textbooks in class. According to him, he has taught chemistry all his life, and the content has long been imprinted in his mind. What the old man said was true. Every time he took a class, he came across all kinds of knowledge points and chemical formulas at his fingertips. In fact, the most amazing thing is not his housekeeping chemistry skills, but the old man's literary skills. The old man has been fond of ancient literature since he was young, and various famous poems and sentences are exported and recited. So there was a particularly interesting phenomenon at that time. It was obviously in a chemistry class. One second, the element cycle was still discussed, and the next second, it was switched to the analysis and interpretation of famous ancient texts. In the chemistry class at that time, there was a double surprise—not only could I learn interesting chemistry knowledge—the chemistry knowledge taught by the elderly was always simple and interesting, and at the same time I could learn a lot of Chinese knowledge—two birds with one stone. So at that time, in the chemistry class, it was rare that the students in the class were surprisingly attentive, and they seldom walked away.

The old gentleman can be regarded as enlightening our interest in the classics and ancient poetry. The most impressive thing is that once when the old man recalled when they were studying, he taught them the charm and heritage of the older generation of gentlemen. Every time I recite a sentence, the so-called: the clouds and mountains are green, the rivers are full of water, the wind of the gentleman, the mountains are high and the water is long. He didn't need to say much, just two or three sentences, and he expressed his admiration for the older generation of teachers with precision and refinement. Only later did I know the source of this sentence, from Fan Zhongyan's "Mr. Yan's Ancestral Hall", which praised Yan Ziling. This sentence has been deeply imprinted in my mind ever since.

The old man of chemistry loves "Gu Wen Guan Zhi", those exquisite pre-Qin masterpieces and parallel prose of the Six Dynasties, come right away. Speaking of "Cao Gui's Controversy", I can't help but feel agitated in my heart; when I talk about "The Drunkard's Pavilion", "the drunkard's intention is not about the wine, but between the mountains and rivers", and feel the ancients. He mentioned the ancient famous sentence in "Chao Cuo Lun", "Those who set up great things in ancient times not only have extraordinary talents, but also must have perseverance." The old man's eyes were also a little more determined, vaguely , It seems that he has returned to his turbulent youth.

In this way, intermittently, during the three years of high school, I followed the chemical old man to infiltrate many famous works, and those wonderful famous sentences also nourished and inspired myself. During high school, my Chinese grades have always been good. Although there is a lot of test content, under the guidance and influence of the old chemist, the sense of language has also been internalized in my heart. The so-called interest is the best teacher, which is what it means.

It has been nearly 20 years since I left Liao after graduating from high school. From the time of graduation, there is no news of the old chemical old man. Calculated by age, even if the old man is still alive, he is still in his old age. I hope that the old man is still alive. Although it is no longer possible to continue teaching. Time is short, it's time to take care of yourself. If the old gentleman has already driven the crane to the west, he will also wish her a good life in another life, and continue to shake his head and tell people those ancient and beautiful sentences.

Matt City lives forever!