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February 14, 2026Kong Rong Sharing Pears|孔融让梨4 minutesPlay原著作者|刘义庆《世说新语》 In the late Eastern Han Dynasty an autumn afternoon Sunlight filtered through the courtyard paulownia trees casting dappled shadows on the stone pavement Four year old Kong Rong sat reading under the corridor He wore simple clean clothes His eyes showed a calmness beyond his age Just then Father brought a plate of fresh pears The golden pears still glistened with water droplets shining brightly in the autumn sun The brothers immediately gathered around The eldest brother reached for the biggest one The second brother wouldn't be outdone Everyone wanted to pick a plump sweet pear Little Kong Rong stood outside the crowd He didn't push He didn't grab He just watched quietly When the commotion died down only large and small pears remained on the plate He slowly stepped forward His small hand gently picked up the smallest one Then silently retreated to the side Father saw this and felt a trace of confusion in his heart He put down the fruit plate knelt down beside Kong Rong My child why didn't you choose a big one Little Kong Rong looked up his eyes as clear as an autumn lake He said earnestly I am the youngest so I should eat the smallest pear My brothers are older than me so they should enjoy the big ones Father was slightly stunned then asked again But your little brother is even younger than you why didn't you give it to him Kong Rong lowered his head looked at the small pear in his hand then raised his head again his gaze firm Precisely because I am the older brother I should understand humility even more My little brother is young and needs to be cared for more At that moment the autumn wind in the courtyard seemed to stand still Father looked at this four year old child before him his eyes slightly moist He reached out gently stroked Kong Rong's head A smile of satisfaction spread across his face In that smile there was pride there was warmth and wonder at the great wisdom hidden in such a small child This story of an autumn afternoon has traveled through a thousand years still warming everyone who hears it ...moreShareView all episodesBy 多吉绘本屋February 14, 2026Kong Rong Sharing Pears|孔融让梨4 minutesPlay原著作者|刘义庆《世说新语》 In the late Eastern Han Dynasty an autumn afternoon Sunlight filtered through the courtyard paulownia trees casting dappled shadows on the stone pavement Four year old Kong Rong sat reading under the corridor He wore simple clean clothes His eyes showed a calmness beyond his age Just then Father brought a plate of fresh pears The golden pears still glistened with water droplets shining brightly in the autumn sun The brothers immediately gathered around The eldest brother reached for the biggest one The second brother wouldn't be outdone Everyone wanted to pick a plump sweet pear Little Kong Rong stood outside the crowd He didn't push He didn't grab He just watched quietly When the commotion died down only large and small pears remained on the plate He slowly stepped forward His small hand gently picked up the smallest one Then silently retreated to the side Father saw this and felt a trace of confusion in his heart He put down the fruit plate knelt down beside Kong Rong My child why didn't you choose a big one Little Kong Rong looked up his eyes as clear as an autumn lake He said earnestly I am the youngest so I should eat the smallest pear My brothers are older than me so they should enjoy the big ones Father was slightly stunned then asked again But your little brother is even younger than you why didn't you give it to him Kong Rong lowered his head looked at the small pear in his hand then raised his head again his gaze firm Precisely because I am the older brother I should understand humility even more My little brother is young and needs to be cared for more At that moment the autumn wind in the courtyard seemed to stand still Father looked at this four year old child before him his eyes slightly moist He reached out gently stroked Kong Rong's head A smile of satisfaction spread across his face In that smile there was pride there was warmth and wonder at the great wisdom hidden in such a small child This story of an autumn afternoon has traveled through a thousand years still warming everyone who hears it ...more
原著作者|刘义庆《世说新语》 In the late Eastern Han Dynasty an autumn afternoon Sunlight filtered through the courtyard paulownia trees casting dappled shadows on the stone pavement Four year old Kong Rong sat reading under the corridor He wore simple clean clothes His eyes showed a calmness beyond his age Just then Father brought a plate of fresh pears The golden pears still glistened with water droplets shining brightly in the autumn sun The brothers immediately gathered around The eldest brother reached for the biggest one The second brother wouldn't be outdone Everyone wanted to pick a plump sweet pear Little Kong Rong stood outside the crowd He didn't push He didn't grab He just watched quietly When the commotion died down only large and small pears remained on the plate He slowly stepped forward His small hand gently picked up the smallest one Then silently retreated to the side Father saw this and felt a trace of confusion in his heart He put down the fruit plate knelt down beside Kong Rong My child why didn't you choose a big one Little Kong Rong looked up his eyes as clear as an autumn lake He said earnestly I am the youngest so I should eat the smallest pear My brothers are older than me so they should enjoy the big ones Father was slightly stunned then asked again But your little brother is even younger than you why didn't you give it to him Kong Rong lowered his head looked at the small pear in his hand then raised his head again his gaze firm Precisely because I am the older brother I should understand humility even more My little brother is young and needs to be cared for more At that moment the autumn wind in the courtyard seemed to stand still Father looked at this four year old child before him his eyes slightly moist He reached out gently stroked Kong Rong's head A smile of satisfaction spread across his face In that smile there was pride there was warmth and wonder at the great wisdom hidden in such a small child This story of an autumn afternoon has traveled through a thousand years still warming everyone who hears it
February 14, 2026Kong Rong Sharing Pears|孔融让梨4 minutesPlay原著作者|刘义庆《世说新语》 In the late Eastern Han Dynasty an autumn afternoon Sunlight filtered through the courtyard paulownia trees casting dappled shadows on the stone pavement Four year old Kong Rong sat reading under the corridor He wore simple clean clothes His eyes showed a calmness beyond his age Just then Father brought a plate of fresh pears The golden pears still glistened with water droplets shining brightly in the autumn sun The brothers immediately gathered around The eldest brother reached for the biggest one The second brother wouldn't be outdone Everyone wanted to pick a plump sweet pear Little Kong Rong stood outside the crowd He didn't push He didn't grab He just watched quietly When the commotion died down only large and small pears remained on the plate He slowly stepped forward His small hand gently picked up the smallest one Then silently retreated to the side Father saw this and felt a trace of confusion in his heart He put down the fruit plate knelt down beside Kong Rong My child why didn't you choose a big one Little Kong Rong looked up his eyes as clear as an autumn lake He said earnestly I am the youngest so I should eat the smallest pear My brothers are older than me so they should enjoy the big ones Father was slightly stunned then asked again But your little brother is even younger than you why didn't you give it to him Kong Rong lowered his head looked at the small pear in his hand then raised his head again his gaze firm Precisely because I am the older brother I should understand humility even more My little brother is young and needs to be cared for more At that moment the autumn wind in the courtyard seemed to stand still Father looked at this four year old child before him his eyes slightly moist He reached out gently stroked Kong Rong's head A smile of satisfaction spread across his face In that smile there was pride there was warmth and wonder at the great wisdom hidden in such a small child This story of an autumn afternoon has traveled through a thousand years still warming everyone who hears it ...more
原著作者|刘义庆《世说新语》 In the late Eastern Han Dynasty an autumn afternoon Sunlight filtered through the courtyard paulownia trees casting dappled shadows on the stone pavement Four year old Kong Rong sat reading under the corridor He wore simple clean clothes His eyes showed a calmness beyond his age Just then Father brought a plate of fresh pears The golden pears still glistened with water droplets shining brightly in the autumn sun The brothers immediately gathered around The eldest brother reached for the biggest one The second brother wouldn't be outdone Everyone wanted to pick a plump sweet pear Little Kong Rong stood outside the crowd He didn't push He didn't grab He just watched quietly When the commotion died down only large and small pears remained on the plate He slowly stepped forward His small hand gently picked up the smallest one Then silently retreated to the side Father saw this and felt a trace of confusion in his heart He put down the fruit plate knelt down beside Kong Rong My child why didn't you choose a big one Little Kong Rong looked up his eyes as clear as an autumn lake He said earnestly I am the youngest so I should eat the smallest pear My brothers are older than me so they should enjoy the big ones Father was slightly stunned then asked again But your little brother is even younger than you why didn't you give it to him Kong Rong lowered his head looked at the small pear in his hand then raised his head again his gaze firm Precisely because I am the older brother I should understand humility even more My little brother is young and needs to be cared for more At that moment the autumn wind in the courtyard seemed to stand still Father looked at this four year old child before him his eyes slightly moist He reached out gently stroked Kong Rong's head A smile of satisfaction spread across his face In that smile there was pride there was warmth and wonder at the great wisdom hidden in such a small child This story of an autumn afternoon has traveled through a thousand years still warming everyone who hears it