In the early summer of 1936, a family letter came with bad news: the beloved mother is dead! The pain of tearing his heart and lungs, lightning filled every cell of Qian Xuesen's body, and before he could finish reading the letter, he couldn't help himself and ran all the way.
Qian Xuesen aimlessly crossed the lawn, crossed the nearby woods, and ran to the Charles River, full of thoughts, full of mother's voice and smile.
The departure of his mother made Qian Xuesen, a great man in the scientific community who has always been calm, so sad.
What kind of a remarkable woman is the mother who can cultivate such an outstanding talent as Qian Xuesen?
Qian Xuesen's mother, Zhang Lanjuan, was born in a wealthy merchant's family in Hangzhou, who has been clever and clever since childhood, familiar with traditional cultural classics, not only proficient in embroidery female red, but also has extraordinary memory and arithmetic ability, and is an intellectual woman with both talents and skills.
Qian Xuesen adhered to his mother's super mathematical talent and memory, under the careful enlightenment of his mother, Qian Xuesen was able to recite hundreds of Tang poems and Song poems at the age of 3, and could mentally add, subtract, multiply and divide, and was a "prodigy" in the eyes of everyone.
Qian Xuesen's extraordinary talent made his parents feel that "their children can be taught", and they made up their minds to devote all their efforts to cultivating their sons.
Qian Xuesen's father has been working outside for many years, and the burden of family education naturally falls on his mother alone. Loving mother's educational philosophy of teaching by example is more important than words, and the inspiration and education practiced by herself often makes Qian Xuesen convinced.
"Life lies in sports", Qian Xuesen's mother knows the importance of insisting on exercise and strengthening the body, and with a healthy physique, she can have more energy to learn cultural knowledge, so that children can thrive and grow into talents useful to the motherland and society.
"Sen'er, it's time to get up and exercise." Every morning, under the supervision of his mother, Xiao Qian Xuesen got up on time for morning exercise, and insisted on the benefits of exercising every day, which was reflected in the future when Qian Xuesen studied at Shanghai Jiao Tong University, because of the long-term morning exercise, Qian Xuesen trained a strong physique, and after eating tofu marinated milk and porridge for three months, he defeated the typhoid fever that Western medicine was helpless at that time, and Qian Xuesen's grandmother, who also suffered from typhoid fever, died unfortunately due to old age and weakness and poor resistance.
After the morning exercise, it is the morning reading after breakfast. His daily homework was tightly arranged by his mother, who taught him to read and write in an orderly manner. Tired of reading ancient poems, his mother accompanied him to read children's books.
Every afternoon, his mother would accompany him to paint, or practice calligraphy, or play the piano, day after day, without interruption. It was his mother's careful teaching that allowed Qian Xuesen to accept the influence of culture and art since he was a child and develop good study habits.
"Mom, can I look through Daddy's bookcase?" With the growth of knowledge, the diligent and studious Qian Xuesen could no longer be satisfied with the superficial children's books, and he began to have a strong interest in his father's large bookcase.
"Sure, Sen'er, what book would you like to read?" The mother crouched down and asked softly. She was overjoyed by her son's strong curiosity, and first selected a few relatively simple books to hand to his son, and carefully explained them to him. Soon after, Qian Xuesen could read a lot of books in his father's bookcase without his mother's companion reading.
"Sen'er, you should study hard, not only limited to academic cultural knowledge, literary and artistic achievements, but also broaden your horizons, strive to cultivate in multidisciplinary fields, and become useful talents in many aspects of the country and society." Mother's words often echoed in Qian Xuesen's ears.
Sure enough, Qian Xuesen did not live up to his mother's expectations, he was talented, memory and understanding, and he grew up, not only a scientific wizard, a talent in literature and painting and music, but also a bypass for him to explore the science labyrinth, inspiring inspiration for countless inventions.
Her mother not only spread her profound knowledge to Qian Xuesen, but also spread the seeds of kindness and benevolence.
The door of Qian Xuesen's family seems to be always open for those who come to ask for help, no matter whose family has difficulties, as long as the door of the Qian family is knocked, it will always be warmly and gently received by Qian Xuesen's mother. There were those who came to borrow money, grain, and all kinds of other goods, but wherever the money family had, my mother never let the family return empty-handed. When faced with people who are particularly difficult in life and unable to repay, the mother never mentions repayment.
His mother's kindness and kindness deeply influenced Qian Xuesen, who adhered to his mother's warmth and kindness and often helped those around him who needed help.
But now, I can no longer see my mother's figure, and I can no longer hear my mother's gentle voice...
Qian Xuesen walked in a trance on the path of a foreign country, and an old voice broke his mourning. "Dear sir, can you give me a coin?" An old man without legs sat at the head of the bridge, holding a worn-out enamel cup in his hand, begging Qian Xuesen.
He stopped, looked at the beggar in front of him, and couldn't help but think of his mother again. I remembered the scene when I was a child, on several stormy and snowy winter nights, my mother holding bowls of hot soup and rice, relieving one homeless person after another, and remembering the picture of my mother always helping each other whenever I went to the street and met a beggar.
Qian Xuesen walked toward the beggar, took out a stack of US dollar bills, and respectfully handed them to the old man with both hands.
The old man suddenly looked at a stack of US dollar bills in his hand, half-dazed, excited to tears, extremely respectful: "Thank you, kind sir, may God bless you!" ”
"Old man, go home quickly." That's enough money to spend a while. Qian Xuesen looked at the old man with pity, shook his head and sighed, and continued to walk forward.
"Wait a minute, sir!" Behind him came the call of the disabled old man.
"Old man, is there anything else?" Qian Xuesen stopped, turned back, and asked patiently.
"I would like to know, is the honorable gentleman from distant China?" Qian Xuesen smiled and nodded.
"That's right! I often hear people say that Chinese are benevolent and charitable, and it seems that this is true! The old man's cloudy eyes flashed a rare light.
As an overseas wanderer, Qian Xuesen was praised by strangers for his mother in the motherland in this foreign land, and his heart was full of emotions.
He returned to the residence, with a pen on his desk, full of affection, sketching the portrait of his mother, the mother in the portrait, kind and gentle. He hung the portrait on his desk and stared at it for a long time.
Subsequently, Qian Xuesen opened the rattan box, took out two of the silk handkerchiefs in his treasure, and laid them on the table, which was the embroidery that his mother gave him when he came to the United States: one handkerchief was embroidered with fiery red maple leaves, and the other was embroidered with lotus flowers. The bright red maple leaves are the love and concern of the loving mother, and the mother of the child is worried!
And this lotus flower standing proudly in the mud is the mother's profound advice and expectation, she hopes that her son will be like the lotus, a person of high quality. The story of the mother telling "stepping on the lotus and being born" is like the ear, the lotus flower in the old residence of Beijing appears in front of her eyes, and when the mother admires the lotus, the soft voice of reciting Zhou Dunyi's "Love Lotus Saying" echoes in the ear for a long time: "Give the only love lotus out of the mud without staining, Mao Qing lian and not demon, straight through the outside, not vines and branches, fragrant far away, pavilion pure plant, can be viewed from a distance and can not play with the lotus, the gentleman of the flower is also ..."
Qian Xuesen gently stroked the handkerchief, and vaguely saw that the lotus in the handkerchief was blooming with the smile of the mother.
Qian Xuesen thought about his mother day and night, and worried about his lonely old father in China. In July 1947, Qian Xuesen finally returned to China to visit his relatives, slept head to head with his father, and listened to his father's account of his mother's death while crying.
The father said to Qian Xuesen: "The last thing your mother said was,' It's sunny, my Sen'er... The return... Back. ’”
In addition to feeling nostalgic, his father got up, took a page of yellowed paper, and silently handed it to Qian Xuesen. Mother Juanxiu's handwriting came into view, which read: "The drizzle outside the window is flying, and the old woman's life is in danger." The husband is bitter in the medicine, and the hope is not to return. ”
The tears on the poem are the tears of the mother's thoughts of the wanderer in the distance!
Qian Xuesen held the small poems left by his mother on his deathbed, and could no longer control his sadness, hugging his father tightly, crying like a child, and the tears slid down, interlacing with his mother's tear marks on the wet poetry notes.
Qian Xuesen studied abroad from birth to the age of 24, and the one who accompanied him the most was his mother. I never thought that now that I had returned to China, I was separated from the yin and yang of my beloved mother, how could Qian Xuesen not be sad to shake into a river that broke the embankment...
Before going abroad, her mother stuffed classic books such as "Lao Tzu" and "Zhuangzi" into Qian Xuesen's luggage, smiled and said: "Sen'er, you are doomed not to stay in your hometown forever, you can't be with your parents forever, and you can't be with West Lake forever." Good boy ambitions in all directions, you have to have the courage to break into the world, you have to shoulder the national righteousness, when you miss home, read more of these books! ”
After many years, whenever Qian Xuesen recalled his mother, he would always say with tears in her eyes: "My mother is an intellectual woman with rich feelings, simplicity and kindness, she often guides me with her own words and deeds, her kindness has given me a profound and eternal impact, and her light will always shine on me." ”
To this day, the father of aerospace, the father of missiles, and the "two bombs and one star" Qian Xuesen's famous name is well known, but Zhang Lanjuan, the mother hidden behind Qian Xuesen's aura, few people know that this is a great mother like Meng Mu! She has cultivated great scientific wizards for the motherland, and we should always remember this ordinary and great Qian Xuesen mother.
Some people say that the hand that drives the world is the hand that shakes the cradle.
The family has an upright, optimistic, diligent and kind mother, who educates the child with the guidance of righteous thoughts and righteousness, and is the temple and fountain of children's spiritual growth.
"The love of parents for their children is far-reaching." Mothers with great patterns and wisdom in their families, who constantly spur their children to grow up and forge ahead, are the beacons and compasses for their children to travel far, thus cultivating good children like the scientific wizard Qian Xuesen for the country.
The influence of a mother on her child is like a mark deeply imprinted in the heart, which will affect the child's lifelong growth. If the mothers of the world all have the wisdom and conduct of Qian Xuesen's mother, why worry about the children not becoming talented, why worry about me, the big country is not strong.