"Read it backwards?" Ming Jing looked at the others in surprise, "Minglou, Cheng, have you read it backwards?"

"Sister, is this true?" Minglou said with a faint smile, "I'm also curious about what kind of different insights Mr. Zhang will have when he reads Journey to the West upside down."

"Classmate Zhang, please tell me." Ming Jing also had a curious expression.

"If Journey to the West is read backwards, the story will become like this. Tathagata sent four masters and disciples and Xiao Bailong to the Eastern Land to preach in the Tang Dynasty. On the way, they encountered various monsters and fought them. There are no monsters in the background.

They were all beaten to death, and all the monsters behind the scenes were rescued..." Zhang Jin smiled and recounted the outline of the story after reading it backwards.

"...In the end, Wukong, who was frustrated because his brothers killed each other, found Patriarch Bodhi to solve his doubts, sealed his magical power, and came to Huaguo Mountain to spend an ordinary life with ordinary monkeys, and finally became a hero.

It’s a stubborn rock on the top of the mountain.”

After the brief outline of the story was told, everyone at the dinner table was stunned.

After a long while, Minglou sighed: "Journey to the West is indeed one of the four great wonders of our country. Reading it forward and backward can have different meanings and feelings. I used to think it was not as good as Romance of the Three Kingdoms and Water Margin, but now it seems that it is still better."

I didn’t understand it thoroughly enough!”

Mingcheng smiled and said: "After listening to this interpretation, I want to try to read the Three Kingdoms and Water Margin backwards."

Mingtai said: "I am really impressed by you. I didn't expect you to have such knowledge!"

"Mingtai, look at Mr. Zhang's ideological vision. You should study more with Mr. Zhang. Don't be arrogant and complacent because you think you have good grades. Do you understand?" Ming Jing took the opportunity to make a point.

"I know, sister, I learned a lot from classmate Zhang." Mingtai said this, thinking that he had indeed learned a lot of fallacies and nonsense.

Minglou smiled as his eldest sister taught Mingtai, and after she was finished, he said, "I wonder if Mr. Zhang has any special insights into poetry besides his own insights on Journey to the West?"

When Zhang Jin saw Minglou asking questions, he couldn't help but murmured in his heart. Minglou was the most knowledgeable person in the Ming family. He was proficient in many languages ​​and majored in economics. However, his attainments in philosophy, history and poetry were not bad, and he was able to

A strong man who teaches at the University of Paris!

He waved his hands and said: "I don't have much research on poetry, so I won't say it to make people laugh."

Ming Jing encouraged: "Don't worry, even Ming Tai understands poetry, I believe you are not bad either."

Mingtai had a black question mark on his face, what does this have to do with me?

But facing the eldest sister who was very demanding in his studies, he didn't dare to talk nonsense. He could only sip the soup in his bowl and give Zhang Jin a helpless look.

Zhang Jin had no choice but to continue searching, and after thinking for a while he said: "I really have nothing to say about poetry, so why don't I sing a song for everyone."

"Okay, he is versatile and can also sing!" Ming Jing said in surprise, "Mingtai..."

Mingtai quickly swallowed the soup in his mouth and said, "Sister, I understand. I will definitely learn from him seriously."

As he said that, he turned to look at Zhang Jin who was aside with a resentful look. Brother, I asked you to help me, not to give my eldest sister a chance to educate me!

Zhang Jin gave him a helpless look. You brought this on yourself.

Ming Jing asked: "Classmate Zhang, what song do you want to sing?"

Zhang Jin said: "This song is called me and my motherland."

As soon as the words fell, the four siblings of the Ming family immediately looked at each other with different expressions on their faces.

Zhang Jin didn't pay attention to their moods and thoughts. He cleared his throat and started singing a cappella. He could only ensure that he was not out of tune. As for his skills, he really didn't have any skills.

"My motherland and I

cannot be separated for a moment

no matter where i go

Everyone sings a hymn

I sing to every mountain

I sing every river

A small village filled with smoke

A mistake in the road

my dearest motherland

I will always be close to your heart

You use your mother's warmth

tell me

La la la..."

There was no accompaniment, and the singing was only average, but as the song progressed, everyone was deeply attracted.

This is a song that relies entirely on lyrics and music to touch people's hearts. The melody is beautiful and the lyrics are simple and sincere. Even people in later generations who are accustomed to listening to many classic songs by famous artists will still feel emotional when they hear and sing this song again.

Agitated and inexplicably moved in an instant!

Even if it is not patriotic, this is still a very classic and beautiful song.

Compared with people in later generations who have never experienced this war era, the four siblings of the Ming family can feel the feelings contained in the song better, and they are all deeply moved by the song!

After Zhang Jin finished singing, he asked: "What do you think?"

In fact, there is no need to ask, just looking at their reactions is enough to explain their feelings.

Ming Jing, the most emotional eldest sister, was already wiping tears. Ming Lou and Mingcheng, the deepest ones, could not see much expression on their faces, but their eyes revealed a different meaning.

As soon as Mingtai came out of his immersive emotions, he turned around and slapped Zhang Jin on the shoulder: "Okay, you have been a classmate for so long, and you still have this song! I tell you, you must teach me this song,

Otherwise you know the consequences!"

"Sister, use mine." Minglou handed over a handkerchief.

Ming Jing took the handkerchief and wiped the corners of his eyes, then smiled and said: "What a great song! What a great song! Can I ask who the author of this song is?"

Zhang Jin was stunned for a moment when he was asked. He really didn't know who the author of this song was, so he could only say: "They are the sons and daughters of China!"

"Children of China?" Mingjing was stunned for a moment, then nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, it is indeed Sons and Daughters of China. This song is a hymn written by Chinese people to their motherland! Mingtai, after you write this song down,

Remember to give me a copy."

"Okay, eldest sister, I will definitely keep an eye on him." Mingtai stretched out two fingers and gestured back and forth between his own eyes and Zhang Jin's eyes.

After lunch, Ming Jing chatted with Zhang Jin and Mingtai for a while, and then went back to his room for a lunch break.

After seeing off his eldest sister, Mingtai pulled Zhang Jin to write a song, but Zhang Jin pulled her back.

"Have you forgotten why you came to me?"

"Oh, yes, my eldest brother." Mingtai also reacted, "What do you think of my eldest brother?"

"What do you mean? It's not a blind date. It's weird for you to ask that!"

"What are you thinking about? I mean, do you think my eldest brother is a traitor?" Mingtai asked.

"We haven't had much contact so far. Your eldest brother always has that indifferent expression, so it's hard to judge." Zhang Jin said, "I have to find opportunities to observe and test more before I know."

"What are you going to do?"

Zhang Jin said: "How about I go and talk to your elder brother alone?"

Mingtai said: "It's not easy for my elder brother to find clues from the conversation. I've been home for so long and I haven't been able to figure out anything he said. Are you sure you can do it?"

"I'm leaving."
Chapter completed!