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At that time, my favorite places to go were Xinhua Bookstore and my mother's Chinese medicine shop. The former is because I love reading and buying comic books; The latter is because I like to smell those Chinese medicines, especially chewing a few pieces of bitter and sweet licorice.
My mother used to be a barefoot doctor. I remember that in the early 1980s, my mother took part in medical training and was very enthusiastic about learning. In a red-shell notebook marked with quotations from Chairman Mao, she recorded the names, habits, characteristics, uses and various treatment techniques of various drugs. My mother's handwriting is very good, better than my father's, which surprised me: her handwriting is not naive at all, like that of a cultural cadre. To this day, I am quite complacent about the art of calligraphy, and it is still considerable to re-examine my mother's handwriting more than 20 years ago. However, she often writes typos. Now, I still have my mother's notebook and two supporting Chinese medicine textbooks. I put them on the bookshelf, and it seems that I can still smell the faint scent of medicine between the pages.
After passing the training, my mother joined the cooperative medical station in Chengguan Town, which is close to my middle school and has two old wooden houses facing the street. Prescriptions and injections are prescribed by Dr. Li, an old Chinese medicine practitioner; The other room is a pharmacy, with two rows of dark red cabinets filled with drawers. A small piece of white and yellow paper with strange Chinese medicine names written on it with a brush is attached to the drawer door. The handle of the drawer is unique, it is a white porcelain with lines. These drug names were written by Dr. Li, a white-haired doctor. He looks thin, wears reading glasses and has a Shanghai accent. He seems to be an old educated youth who can't go back. In our small county, the educated youth in Shanghai have been to many places, and the ones left behind are very different: one loves riding a bicycle and strolls in the street in rain or shine; One is good at playing accordion and flute, and the tune is always so melancholy and lonely. After many years, I finally recognized a song called Flying Partridge and a song called Gusuxing. Because of the immortal appearance and temperament of the old Chinese doctor, many people come here, and even watching him write prescriptions is a kind of enjoyment: after a while, he wrote a string of gobbledygook-like symbols on prescription paper and handed them to my mother.
& lt I pass by here every day when I go to school. I also found that a retired old teacher in the school also loves to come. His surname is Shi, and he teaches art. Because I love painting portraits of Chairman Mao, I became famous, but I also suffered for it. It is said that he was put in the bullpen. From then on, I lost my mind and came to talk to Dr. Li. My voice was very low and I sighed from time to time.
There are three aunts and their mothers guarding the drugstore together. I saw them doing three things all day: taking medicine, giving injections and knitting. Besides, it's endless chatting. I noticed that they took medicine very quickly, and they could find the corresponding drawer by looking at the prescription. Grasping by hand is basically accurate, and finally put it on a small scale to weigh, add and subtract points. Then, pour the medicine into wool paper or waste newspaper, wrap it tightly, write a few words and explain it to others.
As soon as I walked into the drugstore, I was wrapped in a thick smell of medicine. I was a little breathless, but I got used to it. I looked at the mysterious drawers and drug names with labels, and I was shocked: their names were so strange, such as "Pinellia ternata, Polygonatum sibiricum", "Motherwort, Bletilla striata", all of which were graceful plants, and of course, some of them were heterogeneous minerals, such as "cinnabar, realgar and hippocampus", which made me associate with them. Li Keran painted four poems of Chairman Mao's Red Mountain with top cinnabar, which became classics in the history of painting. As for realgar, isn't it something that Xu Xian was impulsive? The so-called hippocampus is just equivalent to a small fish.
Among them, my favorite herb is licorice. First of all, because of its name, licorice. Isn't it "vanilla"? Shennong used to taste all kinds of herbs, and it was this treasure that detoxified him. Besides, my own surname is Gan, and this licorice belongs to my family. Before the 500 robbery, I should have been born from the same root. My mother first taught me to chew licorice because of its pharmacology and because it can replace fruit candy in disguise. In the 1980s, any sweetness was a luxury. In this way, I grew up chewing licorice, thinking that I chewed out the true taste of licorice and cracked all the passwords of licorice.
Mother also likes to stew black-bone chicken and pork belly with dangshen to enrich blood. She is malnourished and severely anaemic. Ginseng is too expensive to eat. There are honeysuckle and medlar, which are used by mother to make tea. Naturally, I also enjoyed it.
In the corner of her yard, my mother also planted several pseudo-ginseng. The spreading vine leaves were pulled to the wall and covered into a green blanket, which was very eye-catching like the color of green landscape painting. Unfortunately, it was demolished, which made me lose this green color. Mother had to dig out the tuber of Panax notoginseng and collect it. She said that Panax notoginseng can cure gynecological diseases and traumatic injuries.
One day in the 1990s, this cooperative medical station was cancelled. It is said that it is caused by the market economy: mom, a small Chinese medicine shop, doesn't make money. Whether it is selling drugs or injecting, the charges are extremely low, close to the cost price. I saw with my own eyes that a big bag of medicine only costs a few cents. What is the profit? Mother said their salary was subsidized by the health bureau. Now that the government wants to reform, it is necessary to cancel the non-standard Chinese medicine shops. As a result, everyone was forced to sell the facade for thousands of dollars each and left.
At home, my mother is a full-time housewife. The task of making money is entirely the responsibility of the father. The Chinese medicine shop was bought by others and turned into a clothing store. Since then, most of the popular pharmacies on the street are chain-type western pharmacies. In my impression, Chinese medicine is culture, and Chinese medicine practitioners who are eager to listen and ask questions are almost equivalent to poets, such as Fu Qingzhu Fu Shan, whom I admire. On the contrary, I am afraid of western medicine, because these things are chemical tissues prepared and synthesized in the laboratory, and their components are complex and suspicious. At least there is no process of growing in the sun, no temperature and humidity, no personality and no soul. I really can't imagine that "amoxicillin" will make me closer and more trustworthy than my mother's "honeysuckle". Even when I have a cold, a pot of brown sugar and ginger boiled by my mother will help me warm up and let me recover from the most expensive cold. At least, my heart is warm.
Now, my father has gone to heaven. Mother guarded us alone, planting flowers and vegetables on the empty roof. My mother is thin and sometimes she gets sick. I'm worried. At the same time, comfort yourself: is it abnormal to be sick? Doesn't it prove that people are alive? Besides, in this world, there are so many lifelike drugs to accompany you. A grass is medicine, a leaf is medicine, a ray of sunshine, a drop of water, all of them, even one person can be another person's ganoderma lucidum. Mother has been with vegetation for many years, immersed in endless medicinal incense, and should have a layer of antique color to prolong life. For me, my mother is an invaluable Chinese medicine in my life, which can clear away heat and detoxify and resist my helpless sorrow and sadness in this world.
(Note: This is the original text, with 2290 words, published in the 5th issue of Nanjing Yuhua Literature (20 1 1). The following is an abridged version of the selected examination paper, 142 1 word)
20 12 reading questions and reference answers of Zhejiang college entrance examination literature text read the following text and complete the 1 1- 15 questions. (20 points) Mom's Chinese Medicine Shop/Gandianjiang At that time, my favorite places to go were Xinhua Bookstore and Mom's Chinese Medicine Shop. The former is because I love reading and buying comic books; The latter is because I like to smell those Chinese medicines, especially chewing a few pieces of bitter and sweet licorice. My mother used to be a barefoot doctor. In the early 1980s, after attending medical training, my mother joined the cooperative medical station in Chengguan Town. The medical station is near the middle school where I study, and there are two old wooden houses facing the street. One is to prescribe drugs and injections, and the other is a drugstore. There are three aunts and their mothers guarding the drugstore together. All day, they do three things: take medicine, take injections and knit sweaters. Besides, it's endless chatting. I noticed that they took medicine very quickly, and they could find the corresponding drawer by looking at the prescription. Grasping by hand is basically accurate, and finally put it on a small scale to weigh, add and subtract points. Then, pour the medicine into wool paper or waste newspaper, wrap it tightly, write a few words and hand it to others. As soon as I walked into the drugstore, I was wrapped in a thick smell of medicine. I was a little breathless, but I got used to it. I looked at the mysterious drawer and the drug names with labels, and I was very excited: "Pinellia ternata, Polygonatum sibiricum", "Motherwort, Bletilla striata" are all graceful plants. Of course, there are some mineral anomalies, such as "cinnabar, realgar and hippocampus", which reminds me: this cinnabar must be a traditional red pigment in Chinese painting, right? Li Keran painted four poems of Chairman Mao's Red Mountain with top cinnabar, which became classics in the history of painting. As for realgar, isn't it an impulsive thing for Xu Xian? The so-called hippocampus is just equivalent to a small fish. Among them, my favorite herb is licorice. First of all, because of its name, licorice. Isn't it "vanilla"? Shennong used to taste all kinds of herbs, and it was this treasure that detoxified him. Besides, my own surname is Gan, and this licorice belongs to my family. Before the 500 robbery, I should have been born from the same root. My mother first taught me to chew licorice because of its pharmacology and because it can replace fruit candy in disguise. In the 1980s, any sweetness was a luxury. In this way, I grew up chewing licorice, thinking that I chewed out the true taste of licorice and cracked all the passwords of licorice. Mother also likes to stew black-bone chicken and pork belly with dangshen to enrich blood. She is malnourished and severely anaemic. Ginseng is too expensive to eat. There are honeysuckle and medlar, which are used by mother to make tea. Naturally, I also enjoyed it. In the corner of her yard, my mother also planted several pseudo-ginseng. The spreading vine leaves were pulled to the wall and covered into a green blanket, which was very eye-catching like the color of green landscape painting. Unfortunately, it was demolished, which made me lose this green color. Mother had to dig out the tuber of Panax notoginseng and collect it. She said that Panax notoginseng can cure gynecological diseases and traumatic injuries. One day in the 1990s, this cooperative medical station was cancelled. At home, my mother is a full-time housewife. The task of making money is entirely the responsibility of the father. The Chinese medicine shop was bought by others and turned into a clothing store. Since then, most of the popular pharmacies on the street are chain-type western pharmacies. In my impression, Chinese medicine is culture, and a Chinese medicine practitioner who is looking forward to listening and asking questions is almost equivalent to a poet. On the contrary, I am afraid of western medicine, because these things are chemical tissues prepared and synthesized in the laboratory, and their components are complex and suspicious. At least there is no process of growing in the sun, no temperature and humidity, no personality and no soul. I really can't imagine that "amoxicillin" will make me closer and more trustworthy than my mother's "honeysuckle". Even when I have a cold, a pot of brown sugar and ginger boiled by my mother will help me warm up and let me recover from the most expensive cold. At least, my heart is warm. Now, my father has gone to heaven. Mother guarded us alone, planting flowers and vegetables on the empty roof. My mother is thin and sometimes she gets sick. I'm worried. At the same time, comfort yourself: is it abnormal to be sick? Doesn't it prove that people are alive? Besides, in this world, there are so many lifelike drugs to accompany you. A grass is medicine, a leaf is medicine, a ray of sunshine, a drop of water, all of them, even one person can be another person's ganoderma lucidum. Mother has been with vegetation for many years, immersed in endless medicinal incense. For me, my mother is an invaluable Chinese medicine in my life, which can clear away heat and detoxify me and resist all kinds of harm in this world. (This article is abridged) 1 1. Briefly analyze the details of the third paragraph "catching drugs". (3 points) 12. In the fourth paragraph, what is the author's intention to write the association caused by the drug name? (3 points) 13. Why does it take more pen and ink to write "licorice"? (4 points) 14. Appreciate underlined sentences in the text. (5 points) 15. At the end of the article, the author said that "mother is an invaluable Chinese medicine in my life". Talk about your understanding of this sentence in connection with the full text. (5 points)-Reference answer: 1 1. (1) used a series of actions such as "glance", "grab", "weigh", "add", "subtract", "bag" and "tie" to show their skillful grasping skills and meticulous working attitude. (2) Realistic representation of characters and related scenes in plain language. 12.( 1) indicates the relationship between drug names and traditional figures. (2) Show my curiosity and closeness to TCM. (3) Enrich the content of the article. 13。 (1) "My surname is related to licorice. (2) I grew up chewing licorice and have special feelings for licorice. (3) Ural licorice has a sweet taste, which reflects the fullness and happiness of "I" in that era. (4) Licorice has made me realize the true meaning of life.
14.( 1) The use of parallelism and metaphor enhances the artistic appeal. (2) Everything in the world can be used as medicine, which enriches the connotation of TCM. (3) Point out that everything has its own nature and uses. (4) Taking Ganoderma lucidum as a metaphor, the relationship between people is sublimated into an indispensable dependence.
15。 (1) My mother's "traditional Chinese medicine" flavor protects me from the harm of the world. (2) Like the pharmacology of traditional Chinese medicine, my mother's love and virtue comforted my soul and became my priceless spiritual wealth. (3) Vividly express my sincere feelings for my mother. (4) echo the topic and deepen the topic.