Mencius: To communicate with others is to use Tao, and to receive others is to use courtesy.

Without rules, there is no way to build a square garden

Riches and honors cannot be licentious, poverty and lowliness cannot be moved, and force cannot bend. This is called a true man

When people know each other, The most important thing is to know each other. The most important thing for people to know each other is to know their hearts.

Confucius: To know something is to know it; to know something is to know it, and to know it is to know it. This is knowledge.

A gentleman is known as righteousness, and a villain is known as benefit.

As for others, I listen to their words and believe in their actions. Now I am like a man, listening to his words and watching his actions. According to historical records, Confucius' mother taught him how to read and write when he was just three years old. By the time he was four years old, he could read more than a hundred characters.

One day, his mother said: "Can you recite the words I taught you yesterday?"

Confucius said: "I have remembered them all."

My mother said, "Well, I will test you tomorrow morning."

Confucius was sleeping with his brother. That night, after he got into bed, he said to his brother: "Brother, have you remembered all the words your mother taught you?"

My brother said, "I have remembered them all. What about you?"< /p>

Confucius said: "I have practiced it many times, and maybe I have remembered it all, but I am not sure. My mother will take a test tomorrow morning. If I fail, I will be very sad and sad. No. , I must get up and practice more."

My brother was moved by his spirit of studying hard and being filial to his mother, and said distressedly: "It's cold, don't get up and practice. Write on my belly. I can tell what is right and wrong, so I can check what you wrote!" So, Xiao Kongqiu started writing on his brother's chest. Every time you write a word, read it out loud. But the voice became softer and softer, and when he finished writing the last word, the voice could no longer be heard. After checking his last word, my brother listened to his even breathing, looked at his sweet and smiling sleeping face, and smiled with both heartache and affection.

The next morning, during his mother's assessment, he passed the exam. The mother was pleasantly surprised and said: "This child is really amazing. I taught him so many words the day before yesterday, and after only one day, he is so familiar with it. He will definitely be able to do great things in the future!"

Confucius looked at his mother's delighted face and said, smiled happily. However, this smile was accompanied by two lines of tears.

The elder brother standing next to him understood him deeply and knew that behind his superhuman talent, there was more of his younger brother's perseverance and hard work. In the past, when Mencius was young, his father died early and his mother, Zhang, kept her integrity. The place of residence was close to the tomb, and Mencius learned about funerals, [bi, the two words combined into one] and the mourning. The mother said: "This is not the place for me to live." So she went to the market and was close to the butcher. Mencius learned how to buy, sell and kill. The mother said again: "That's not why I live with my son." Then she moved to the school next to the palace. On the first day of every month in the lunar calendar, officials entered the Confucian Temple, bowed and bowed, and bowed their hands to allow them to advance or retreat. Mencius saw them and memorized them one by one. Meng's mother said: "This is really a good place for a son to live." So she lived here. [Vernacular] In the past, when Mencius was a child, his father died, and his mother, the Jin family, kept the tradition. The place where he lived was very close to the cemetery, and Mencius learned some things about funerals and crying bitterly. The mother thought: "This place is not suitable for children to live." So she left and moved her home to the street, very close to the place where pigs and sheep were killed. Mencius learned some things about business and slaughter. The mother thought again: "This place is still not suitable for children to live." She moved her family next to the academy. On the first day of every month in the lunar calendar, officials entered the Confucian Temple, bowed and bowed, and bowed before advancing or retreating. Mencius saw them and remembered them one by one. Mother Meng thought: "This is the place where the child should live." So she settled down here.