In the Zheng family's study, Yang Yilin looked at his watch and said to Zheng Xiaowen: "It's still early, friends won't come so early." He stood up as he spoke, looking at the calligraphy and paintings on the wall.

He saw that on these calligraphy banners, some were italic, some were small seals, some were Wei tablets, and there were also line scripts, cursive scripts, and official scripts.

He said: "There are so many calligraphy and paintings on the wall, and there are so many Chinese characters and fonts, and the writing and painting are so beautiful, I have to look at them carefully." ”

Zheng Xiaowen pointed to the four walls of the outhouse and said:

"These calligraphy and paintings were written and painted by me and my father, if you want to see them, you can just read them.

"However, here is the handwriting I wrote when I was a child, and you just feel that it is childish and unsightly, and you can't laugh at me.

"Even if you say something that is a joke about me, I'll remove that banner right away, believe it or not!" she said, laughing.

Yang Yilin looked at Zheng Xiaowen and said:

"Yo, I didn't think you were so powerful!

"My eyes have swept the calligraphy and paintings, only to see that these calligraphy and paintings are more beautiful than the other, but the calligraphy and painting are different, the style of expression is different, I don't see the bad looks, then I will look at the words first. ”

Zheng Xiaowen smiled and said: ", you don't know the inside story, I said that to scare you." ”

She looked around the wall and said:

"In these calligraphy banners, there are a few words I wrote when I was a teenager, and some of the content in these words is that no matter how immature the writing is, those words are not good-looking, but they are the only one.

"So, the words on these paintings are still very precious in my heart. If I say that, you won't laugh at me, and I won't have to remove it, don't you?"

Yang Yilin said: "So that's the case, I know, then I'll take it seriously."

"After a while I saw what you wrote, it's good is good, bad is bad, I'll tell you the truth, I won't laugh at you.

"Besides, if you let me read the worst words you wrote, they would be even better than the best words I wrote. ”

Zheng Xiaowen said seriously: "Don't be modest, I haven't seen the brush characters you wrote, but I have seen the ballpoint pen characters you wrote, your font structure is symmetrical, and the penmanship is smooth and powerful, I appreciate it." ”

Yang Yilin laughed when he said this, and he said: "Let you say this, my font is promising, that's okay, I'll practice hard when I have time, and let my font be good enough to go to the next level!

He walked around the house, looking for Zheng Xiaowen's pen, he searched around, and did not see any unpleasant words.

Yang Yilin stood on the east side of the large square table, and he looked at the wall of the compartment on the side of the inner door, there was a wide and long banner, on which was a walnut-sized calligraphy.

He felt that although the font on this banner was well-proportioned and beautiful, and the penmanship was free and smooth, no matter how much he looked at it, it didn't look like it was written by the Zheng family's father, because there was more show in this character and less momentum in it.

He looked at the title again, and then carefully looked at the content of the first few sentences, and said in his heart: Ahem, this is the words written by Xiaowen!

He didn't ask Zheng Xiaowen, and read it directly in a whisper: "Steps to School"

(1) I feel that every student in our grade is like a clear stream, and the middle school we are in now is like a river.

Each of our streams, in all directions and in all places, singing a stream song, came towards this little river, and finally joined this little river.

We dance and sing in this small river, and the most important thing is to learn a lot of knowledge. In a few years, our small river will flow forward into a larger river.

(2) When we come to this bigger river, we must continue to move forward and continue to learn more knowledge and skills. In a few years, we will flow and merge into the greatest river.

(3) When we reach the greatest river, it is not the ultimate goal, but our purpose is to pour into the sea from the great river!

(4) After pouring into the sea, that is not the ultimate goal, our ultimate goal,

I must remember that my ultimate goal is to pour into the ocean!

(5) In the ocean, it indicates that my learning has reached the peak stage, which also indicates the success of my learning stage.

I imagined the joy of standing at the top of the learning ladder at that moment of success, which must have been a source of pride.

When the time comes, I will laugh and cheer with joy: I got my Ph.D., I'm so happy, I'm so happy!

(6) Junior high school freshmen: Zheng Xiaowen. Written in the study.

Yang Yilin saw the last line of words, the word was only a little bigger than a mung bean, he could only see it clearly when he stood very close, and the moment he saw it clearly, he couldn't help but laugh.

He walked up to Zheng Xiaowen and couldn't help but stretch out his arm around her shoulder and said:

"Xiaowen, you must have been very interesting when you were a child, looking at the learning stage you wrote, from elementary school to doctorate, your ideals are very clear!"

When he said this, he suddenly thought of the 'undergraduate graduate' introduced by Feng Youmin, and the words in his heart quickly turned around: Xiaowen did not realize her wish at the study stage, and that could not be said any further.

He pointed around the room and said, "Xiaowen, are there any words you wrote in these banners?"

Zheng Xiaowen's thoughts at the moment had not yet entered Yang Yilin's previous words, she only felt that Yang Yilin was holding her shoulder, she was very embarrassed, she gently pushed Yang Yilin's hand away from her, and then said:

"Yes, you can look for it, if you find it, you can read it, if you can't find it, I don't have anything to look at at that level, so you don't have to bother to read it. ”

"I think you're writing at a high level, I'll have to look for it. Yang Yilin said and walked and watched.

He saw that there was a wide and long banner hanging on the front wall where the bamboo flower stand was placed, and it was written in the Lishu font, and he felt that this Lishu was quite beautiful.

He saw that it was Zheng Xiaowen, so he stood there and looked: "Life has a feeling"

(1) There is a path behind everyone, and that path is walked by the person himself.

(2) The shape of the road that everyone walks out of is different from the shape of the road that others walk out, and the shape of the road that a person walks is the same, and he has not seen the same shape.

(3) Some people have walked a relatively straight road, some people have walked a winding road, and some people have walked a big bend and then a big bend.

(4) Some people have walked on a relatively flat road, some people have walked on uneven and bumpy roads, and some people have walked on a slope and then the next slope, and then they either walk at the bottom of the slope or go up again.

(5) No matter how the road behind you goes, it's just a memory, if you don't want to pay attention to it, don't pay attention to it anymore, look forward, look towards the light, find the road you want to take, no way, go and open up!

(6) In May 1987, Zheng Xiaowen wrote in his study.

After reading these words, Yang Yilin nodded and whispered: "Well, this Nizi has thoughts!

He said to Zheng Xiaowen:

"Xiaowen, the official characters on your banner are also very beautiful, no, it's too beautiful!

"If you have two of them, I'll have to take one of them, and I'll always remember not to take a detour!"

Zheng Xiaowen smiled and said:

"That can't be helped, that's it. As long as you think it's good from the bottom of your heart, then you can praise it.

"If you praise me, I will be happy in my heart, and if I write again, the words will be in the words, the flesh and bones of the words, the rhyme of the words, the breath of the words, and the connotation of the words, and the artistic level will be even higher!

Zheng Xiaowen knew that Yang Yilin was really praising her, she was happy, talked a lot, and smiled very happily.

After she finished laughing, she saw that Yang Yilin was still watching her words, so she said: "You only look at other people's words, go back and write a picture yourself, and enjoy it yourself." ”

Yang Yilin said: "The pen words I write are okay, but the brush words are not good, if I write a brush word, let alone appreciation, then there is only a part left to find the shortcomings."

"You are Teacher Zheng, I will learn from you when I have time. ”

Zheng Xiaowen smiled again and said, "Okay, okay, accept it, close the door, big disciple!"

Yang Yilin looked at his watch with a smile and said, "It's early, I think I'd better continue to look at the calligraphy and paintings on the wall of this study." ”

As he spoke, he looked at the wall around him, and suddenly, his gaze stopped, and on the wall above the large square table facing the door, a Chinese painting hung on it......