At the beginning, Qin Shi Huang traveled to my home

Chapter 790 "Remembering Brothers in Shandong on September 9th"

Alas, it is always like this. Some people are born with a level that ordinary people can never reach in their lifetime.

It is said that all roads lead to Rome, but some people are born in Rome. There is no use in envying them.

Others are lucky, what can we do about it?

You can only rely on yourself.

When Wang Wei heard the immortal say this, he just smiled and didn't respond. He naturally knew this.

Many ancestors in front of the sky were also extremely envious. They envied those people with good backgrounds who could have enough food and clothing, could read and write, and could do many things that they could not do.

Just having enough food and clothing is a big problem for them, not to mention other things.

"Senior Wang Wei, your mother, Cui, believed in Buddhism, so she named you after the Bodhisattva Vimalakirti.

It means a clean, unpolluted person.

This is how you got the title of Poet-Buddha.

With a good family education and intelligent talent, Mr. Wang Wei was able to play various musical instruments since he was a child. He was skilled in calligraphy and painting, and was well versed in Buddhist philosophy, becoming a child prodigy who was unrivaled at that time.

The safest ones are other people’s children. I think people of your age, Senior Wang Wei, don’t have it easy, especially your neighbors,” Li Wu shook his head.

Some parents always like to compare their children, comparing their own children with other people's children in various ways, and always think that other people's children are good in every way. This must be something that many people have experienced.

Li Wu said that she had experienced this as well, but she couldn't tolerate it at all, so she would fight back and get angry. As for saying that she talked back, well, she did talk back, so what?

You can't hit her, right?

Anyway, she had never been beaten since she was a child, but she had been scolded a lot.

In front of the sky curtain, people of Wang Wei's same age as well as his childhood neighbors complained in various ways in the barrage.

That's exactly the case, so most of the time they are very jealous of Wang Wei, and sometimes they may even resent Wang Wei. They know it's not Wang Wei's fault, but they always compare themselves to him. If they want to have a good relationship with him, this is really not possible.

Others also shared their similar experiences in the comments, and many people found that many of them had such an experience. Do parents like to compare their children?

However, other children who have always been playing games and have always been other people's children's ancestors do not have this problem.

Many parents have also begun to reflect on themselves, but only a small number of open-minded parents will do so. Most parents will not reflect on themselves even if they know they are wrong, and may even think that their children are being unreasonable.

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Zhang Heng also began to think, he should be the child of other people's family that the little immortal mentioned?

"I haven't noticed this, but I remember there was a period of time when I was really disliked. I wonder if this is the reason," Wang Wei said with some amusement. He was still young back then, and some people who were obviously good friends ignored him. He didn't know why.

Maybe that's what the immortal said, that he always compares them with each other, and then he has some thoughts in his mind and takes his anger out on him. He can't say for sure about this kind of thing because he has never experienced it.

If it were him, since he was still young at that time, he might have taken his anger out on others.

But it's been so long now that I don't really remember most of it.

"That's really possible," Li Wu said with a smile, "When you were nine years old, your father died of illness, and your family fell into poverty.

At that time, your mother had to dismiss the household slaves, sell the property, and take you, Wang Wei, and your six brothers and sisters back to her mother's home to live.

But I think, Senior Wang Wei, you must have had a hard time at that time, right?" Li Wu looked at Wang Wei and asked. Although he would not do anything to Wang Wei and his siblings, it was not his own home after all, so he would always feel like a guest.

Where can you get more comfortable than at home?

Wang Wei smiled and did not respond. Even if Wang Wei did not answer, others would have known it.

"Although Ronghua is gone, Senior Wang Wei, your mother still has not given up on your education.

Your mother embroidered and sold it every day to supplement the family income, and you, Wang Wei, set up a stall outside your home every day to sell paintings, and your brother Wang Jin, who is one year younger than you, often wrote articles for others in private to earn royalties." Li Wu couldn't help but sighed. He didn't expect that Wang Wei's life was not easy before, but it was better than many people at that time.

At least he could read and write, which was better than many other people.

When Wang Wei's fans in front of the sky heard about their idol's past life, they burst into tears. Their idol was so miserable. What kind of life did he live in the past?

"In 715 AD, you, Senior Wang Wei, were only 15 years old. You left home and went to the capital, hoping to be recommended by the dignitaries.

As soon as the talented senior Wang Wei arrived in Chang'an, he was warmly welcomed by all the celebrities. The nobles and dignitaries opened their doors to welcome him, and the kings of Ning and Xue treated him as a teacher and friend. It can be said that you were very popular for a time.

Soon, Mr. Wang Wei and Li Longji's younger brother, Prince Qi Li Fan, became close friends.

But Mr. Wang Wei, who is far away from home, will miss his relatives far away in his hometown during every festival. This is normal. As long as people are far away from home, they will miss them. "If you don't have any relatives, it's okay. If you have relatives, you will miss them naturally.

Moreover, Wang Wei was only in his teens at that time. How could he not miss home when he went to Chang'an alone?

Not to mention teenagers, even if you are older, you will inevitably miss home. It is not a matter of age.

"On the Double Ninth Festival when you were 17 years old, you wrote "Remembering My Brothers in Shandong on the Ninth Day of the Ninth Month"

I do remember this poem, let me think about it, it's been so long, some of it is not very clear, it was many years ago," Li Wu laughed awkwardly, she had memorized it in elementary school, she still remembers it now, which means her memory is pretty good.

Of course, you have to think carefully before you can remember it.

Wang Wei was quite happy when he heard that his poem was included in the textbook.

"It seems like, being a stranger in a foreign land, I miss my family all the more during festivals. I know my brothers are climbing the mountain, but there is one less person wearing dogwood branches.

Right?" Li Wu looked at Wang Wei with some uncertainty.

Wang Wei nodded and said, "My little fairy, you memorized every word exactly. It's amazing that you can remember so many poems."

Li Wu waved his hands and said, "Alas, I can't remember so much. I have already forgotten a lot. I am so ashamed."

The main thing is that memorizing so many poems nowadays is actually not very useful, so for many people, they just forget them.

In front of the sky curtain, Wang Wei's family couldn't help but tear up when they heard this poem. How could they not miss their own son/brother?

Others who were far away couldn't help but start missing their hometown.

In fact, they would also miss home during the Chinese New Year and other holidays and reminisce about the past, when they could only drink alone most of the time.

The barrage was filled with sadness again.