"Sweep away the hut and clean the hustle and bustle, and worship the nine heavens with a pillar of fragrance. All things welcome spring and send remnants, and the snow in the three winters has not completely disappeared. Feng Han said.

One, two, and four sentences are all written with the word xiao, which is a bit of an abnormal way of writing, although the ancients also played like this, but it will give people a feeling that the limerick is too greasy.

However, the artistic conception is still good, and it may not be very popular in the Tang Dynasty, but at the moment, it is already a masterpiece.

And Han Xiaoleng didn't read Feng Han's poem first, but was attracted by Feng Han's words first.

In order to be amazed, Feng Han used his own thin gold body, which was already slightly smaller.

Although Han Xiaoleng is not a calligrapher, he also likes to dance and write and decorate elegantly, otherwise he would not have met Zeng Lexin, isn't it just to fool him with a few words.

As for calligraphy, Han Xiaoleng has some understanding, but the calligraphy used by Feng Han is something he has never seen before, such a muscular calligraphy, such sharp words!

Looking at the strokes of the pen like an iron painting silver hook, as if each stroke could poke a person to death, Han Xiaoleng couldn't help but pick up the pen and imitate it in the air, but he didn't seem to understand the point.

"Grandpa, what do you think of this poem?

"Ahh

"In the sound of firecrackers, the spring breeze sends warmth into Tusu ......"

The allusion of Tu Su wine Lao Lao Han also knows that this poem is understated, and the beginning sentence is closely related to the topic and renders a lively atmosphere.

After that, drink Tusu wine in the spring breeze and celebrate.

The sun is shining, symbolizing that next year will be better.

There is also the last sentence, always replacing the new peach with the old charm, although it is written about a folk tradition, but it seems to have a deeper meaning.

In just four sentences, the words are as simple and clear as before Feng Han, but the reading is timeless, has this kid's skill reached the point of lifting weight?

Han Wu urged: "Grandpa, who won in the end?"

Lu Youxi looked at Feng Han: "You say, who writes better?"

Although the two of them think that Feng Han's should be better, it seems to be simpler, not as fancy as the old man wrote, it is a pillar, it is three winters, it is nine clouds and all things, so many numbers, who knows if there is any hidden meaning in it

Feng Han smiled: "Let's let the old man say it." ”

Han Xiaoleng snorted, "I left your painting, you go out to play." ”

Lu Youxi wanted to ask again, Feng Han smiled and took the hands of the three girls and went out, this old man admitted defeat without even giving a chance to explain.

When he went out, Feng Han said, "You don't need to ask, the old man doesn't want to admit that he lost, so save him some face." ”

Han Wu shook Feng Han's arm, his eyes were full of little stars, "I know you're amazing!"

Lu Youxi Yin and Yang said in a strange manner, "Do you want to kiss one now to celebrate?"

Feng Han teased, "Yes, but it's better for you to hug me and cover up, and then I'll kiss Xiao Wu again."

Han Wu and Lu Youxi fantasized about that picture at the same time, hey, I still don't want it, it's weird.

Han Wu asked again, "By the way, what font did you use just now, it looks so special?"

"Is it pretty?"

"Well, it's very pretty, there's a unique aesthetic. ”

"That's a font I created, called Thin Gold. Feng Han explained, and Xiao Wu has already begun to "wow", the original yes!

"Skinny, it's really vivid, it's just skinny. Lu Youxi swept away.

But what she said is actually right, originally this font was called thin muscle, but because the creator is Song Huizong, it is the body of ten thousand gold, so it has become a thin gold body.

Although this kind of calligraphy is unusually unique and beautiful, it is very unsuitable for writing Spring Festival couplets, as if the flesh and blood have been removed, only the muscles and bones, not plump at all, and there is no sense of festivity.

Han Xiaoleng imitated Feng Han's handwriting for a long time, but he never understood the essentials, and he did not enter the hall after all.

Feng Han has also practiced for a long time to have today's achievements, especially in the three years in the library, he also wrote and wrote in addition to reading, and almost used up all the paper and ink in the library.

This is the Yuan Ri article that is amazing in front of Han Xiaoleng.

Han Xiaoleng didn't think that Feng Han could create such a unique font, thinking of Feng Han's circle of elderly friends, he first excluded his rival Su Minghe, then there should be only Zeng Guangxian left, among the living calligraphers, he should be regarded as the top.

So Han Xiaoleng sent Zeng Guangxian a tweet, a photo of Yuan Ri, and a question: Brother Zeng Xian, help me see what kind of font this is, and does it have any relationship with you?

While waiting for a reply, Han Rong walked in.

"Dad," Han Rong came up and coquettishly, "My brother is so excessive, he sneaked out to play with Mei Fengchao, and he didn't take me with him!"

"Who told you not to keep up" Han Xiaoleng was busy studying the strokes of the thin gold body, and he didn't have time to pay attention to his little daughter.

"It's that they're too thieves!" Han Rong was angry, "They are always like this, avoiding me is like avoiding the plague, how can we repair our relationship, and how can we remarry!"

Han Xiaoleng closed the doors and windows to prevent the plan from being exposed, "You have to be patient, this matter is not overnight.

Since you haven't found a boyfriend for so many years, and you have recognized your brother's crooked neck tree, your parents will definitely support you for your happiness.

Stinky boy, let him marry two daughters-in-law, what else can he not want, but now his conditions do not allow it, so you have to be patient and wait for the opportunity.

In the process of waiting, you must have a good relationship with your sister-in-law and Feng Han, and you will still be a family in the future. ”

Han Rong had a different opinion, "When we remarry, I will move out with Xiao Wu to live, and then one, three, five, and two, four, and six will belong to her, and rock-paper-scissors will be on Sunday."

Han Xiaoleng shook his head, "I also took Xiao Wu out to live, do you see if she is close to you or Xiao Mei?"

"But she was born to me, can she not be on my side!?"

"You gave birth, did you raise it, she has lived with your sister-in-law for eight years, far more than the time with you. ”

"It's still Xiaomei Xiaomei," Han Rong said sadly, "Have you already recognized her as a daughter-in-law?"

"The children have been born, can you still deny it, but she is a daughter-in-law, you are a daughter, she is an outsider after all, and your mother and I are always towards you."

Han Xiaoleng said bitterly, thinking, Lao Huang, our girl is too shaft.

Because of their lifelong friendship with Han Rong's biological parents, they regarded Han Rong as a daughter, who was the pearl of the family since she was a child, and when she was 18 years old, she directly handed over the huge inheritance left by her parents to her.

On the contrary, Han Shiqun's own son is a bit like a son-in-law, and he left the house after the divorce.

After comforting Han Rong, who was almost 40 years old and still not growing up, and coaxed her away, Han Xiaoleng directly received a call from Zeng Guangxian.

Zeng Guangxian was very excited and excited, "Brother Han, you, have you eaten!"