Chapter 524: White Clouds Have Been Empty for a Thousand Years
The leader above looked over, and the leader of the TV station hurriedly looked at the photographer and the staff holding the microphone alof.
The staff became nervous and checked the equipment as soon as possible.
The camera is on, the microphone is on, and the equipment is functioning!
So, the director and staff next to the cameraman gave the leader an OK feedback.
The leader of the TV station immediately gave Uncle Liu an OK feedback.
This is called escalation.
It cannot be crossed.
The rules are like this, although they are rigid, but the advantages always outweigh the disadvantages.
"The Four Treasures of the Study!"
Uncle Liu gave an order.
The staff who had long been carrying tools such as small vests on their backs and were on standby immediately set up the venue in the hall of the floor.
Wang Zi'an was stunned for a moment, he was suddenly interested just now, and he felt unhappy without chanting a word.
Being mistaken for inspiration by those around you.
"Sansan, what are the waves in those two sentences just now, write them down. Seeing that Wang Zi'an was a little stunned, Fairy Liu on the side reminded.
My Sansan, sure enough, is still so hooligan.
Good job, rascal!
If you are not a hooligan, your charm value can be halved.
Wang Zi'an wanted to lift her up and hang her, but there were only waves, where did the turbulence come from?
What's going on in your head all day?
Cousin Liu is also on the side, after the student days have passed, people's learning ability, memory and other skills will gradually decline, although Cousin Liu listened to Wang Zi'an's feelings, but also failed to write them all.
Don't say everything, she can't remember half of it.
Originally, she didn't remember the words "choppy", but when she heard her cousin say this, she suddenly felt that she remembered.
The cousin of the hooligan is indeed very attractive.
Turn the charm of the hooligan into a famous poem, which is even more charming.
The writing desk and the four treasures of the study room were ready, and the prince went over, sat down on the desk and picked up the pen, and put the title of "The refreshing air comes from the west, the clouds and mist sweep away the world and shakes the world; the great river goes to the east, and the waves wash away the sorrows of the past and the present".
After the trip to Yuelu Academy, in the past three months, Wang Zi'an began to practice calligraphy.
Not to mention, the practice is very good.
In the past, others could understand it, but now, they can't understand it at all.
He wrote in wild cursive font.
The gestures of this font are wild and uninhibited, and it is a completely detached art from utility.
A group of people looked stupid.
But.
"Good word!"
"Magnificent!"
"Dragon Flying Phoenix Dance!"
A group of people praised one after another, with appreciative eyes, and regarded them as treasures.
Wang Zi'an suddenly felt that he had some ability to set rules and aesthetic standards.
It can turn waste into treasure and turn useless things into things that some people chase after each other.
The most important thing in the world is air, and people die within minutes of leaving it, but it is the least valuable.
You consume a lot of air, and no one asks you for a penny.
The second most important thing in the world is water, people don't eat or drink, they don't starve to death first, but they die of thirst first, most of the composition of the human body is water, you consume a lot of water, but you spend very little money.
The third most important thing in the world is food, but it's starting to ask you for some money.
The most expensive thing in the world is gold, silver, jewelry, antique calligraphy and painting, but it is the least important thing, it is a dispensable thing for human survival.
Just like clothes, its basic function is to keep warm and cover shame.
But luxury brand clothes are expensive.
Do luxury brand clothes have to be comfortable and good-looking?
Not necessarily.
After a moment of silence, Wang Zi'an continued to write.
This time, he used the line letters in the line.
Xingshu is a kind of calligraphy, which is divided into two types: Xingkai and Xingcao.
Xingshu is a font developed on the basis of regular script, a font between regular script and cursive script, which is produced to make up for the slow writing speed of regular script and the difficulty of cursive script.
Therefore it is not scribbled like cursive and not as upright as regular script.
In essence, it is a cursive or cursive italization of regular script.
The one with more regular law than the grass method is called "line Kai", and the one with more grass method than the regular method is called "line grass".
The practicality and artistry of the book are high, and the regular script is a text symbol, which is highly practical and hard-working.
In contrast, cursive writing is highly artistic, but it is relatively less practical.
"Yellow Crane Tower......
As soon as these three words came out, Uncle Liu and the others breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts.
Can you read it, or all of it.
Vassalage elegance is the pursuit of those who have excess material pursuits.
Many rich people are not without their distress, on the contrary, they are more distressed.
Because they have more free time, they naturally have more time to think.
And thinking is very torturous.
It derives negative emotions such as emptiness, loneliness, coldness, etc.
At this time, rich people can only desperately pursue ethereal things.
They especially admired the literati rioters, because the literati rioters can deceive themselves.
It's like love words, if you study them carefully, they're all nonsense and useless.
But the other party just likes to hear it.
Wang Zi'an wanted to write, of course, not Li Bai's poem "Yellow Crane Tower Sends Meng Haoran to Guangling".
Not to come.
What he wants to write is the first of the seven laws of the Tang Dynasty, not ancient and unlawful, but also ancient and lawful, and the swan song of a thousand autumns - Cui Hao's "Yellow Crane Tower".
According to legend, Li Bai traveled to the Yellow Crane Tower, and the poems were prosperous, and suddenly raised his eyes to see Cui Hao's inscription poem, and sighed after even calling it wonderful: There is a scene in front of him, and Cui Hao's inscription poem is on it.
Then put down the pen and left.
The first poet of the Tang Dynasty encountered a frustration that he had never had in his career as a poet.
Is it that the Yellow Crane Tower failed to trigger Li Bai's poetry?
Contrary.
On that day, Li Bai specially chose a good time to look far away at dusk and climb the Yellow Crane Tower, which had already fallen asleep.
When he looked at the vast Chutian and faced the beautiful scenery of the sunset over the river, the poetry was flourishing.
But just when he took the huge pen dipped in thick ink from the hand of the attendant and wanted to wave the poem on the wall, he saw that Cui Hao's poem of Seven Uniques had already been peerless and independent in the sunset.
Li Bai's hand holding the pen froze suddenly.
This big poet who plays big names all day long, his eyes are up, his nostrils are facing the sky, the emperor summons him not to birds, and as soon as he enters the palace, he wants the eunuch to hold stinky shoes, and even drinks as long as Chang'e in the moon is accompanied by the great poet, and the sadness flows backwards.
Cui Hao's inscription poem is on the top.
This madman, who likes to write poems on the mountains and rivers of the motherland, for the first time in his life, failed to make the Yellow Crane Tower his home field.
It wasn't until many years later, when he ascended the Phoenix Terrace in Jinling, that he used another imitation and tribute to Cui Hao's "Yellow Crane Tower" to somewhat cure his heart disease.
Today, as the heroine of Fairy Liu, when she climbed the Yellow Crane Tower, she stayed by Wang Zi'an's side, and she stared blankly at the black and white words on the case.
As a professional born in a professional class, she is a leader in lines and recitation skills, and after Wang Zi'an put down the pen, she recited:
"In the past, people have taken the yellow crane to go, and the yellow crane tower is vacant here.
The yellow crane is gone, and the white clouds are empty for thousands of years.
Qingchuan calendar Hanyang tree, fragrant grass and parrot island.
Where is the Sunset Township? The Yanbo River makes people worried. ”
The pen fell into a storm, and the poem became a weeping ghost and god.