"My sister doesn't understand. ”

Shang Ya glanced at Qin Huai apologetically.

"It's okay, I'm just having a flash of inspiration, so let's go on our walk. ”

Qin Huai passed by, and he didn't directly open up a broad road.

It's too early to say that it's a bit of an exaggeration.

Qin Huai has always been a giant in action and a dwarf in speech. Do it first and then say it, or do it without saying it.

The establishment of the wood carving style is to break away from the jade carving set and rebuild a mountain.

It takes a lot of courage to leave a familiar place and start over, and it is even more difficult to establish a strong personal style.

There are many questions to think about and many attempts to do.

"Well, my sister has confidence in you, and you will definitely go further. ”

Shang Ya encouraged, having a kind of confidence in Qin Huai.

……

"Hey, isn't this Qin Huai's little brother?"

Suddenly, several girls on the city wall inadvertently caught a glimpse of Qin Huai passing by, and stared at it carefully for a long time before confirming that the face and temperament were definitely Qin Huai in the documentary.

Hearing someone call him, Qin Huai subconsciously turned his head and glanced at it.

Seeing Qin Huai's reaction, several girls were overjoyed, and they actually met Qin Huai's real person on the Ming city wall......

It's wonderful.

The girls in Huaichun immediately ran towards Qin Huai.

Qin Huai raised his eyebrows, and when several girls cheered and approached to only five meters, they immediately made a gesture of boosing:

"You can meet me anytime, but please don't disturb the moonlight tonight. ”

'Forehead ......'

Hearing Qin Huai's words, the excited expressions of several girls froze on their faces and stopped their pace.

Qin Huai's little brother is so cold. That kind of coldness is not deliberately ignoring you, but the loneliness and coldness in the spiritual realm.

It seems that Qin Huai's little brother and they don't belong to the same species......

But please don't disturb the moonlight tonight. The word "disturbed" fell into my ears, and I was suddenly full of poetry and humanistic feelings.

It is like a jade-like young man, with a careful poetic feeling, trying to take care of the moonlight that is as quiet as water in the city.

Don't dare to speak loudly, for fear of frightening the people in heaven?

Qin Huai's little brother is too interesting, isn't it?!

Several girls were dumbfounded and looked up at Mingyue.

For a while, the love, objects and people outlined in countless gorgeous poems were circulating in front of me.

For example, 'the bright moon was there, and the clouds returned';

For example, 'I wish to be like the stars and the moon, and the night and night streamers are bright and clean';

For example, 'at this time, we don't hear each other, and we are willing to shine on you month by month';

For example, 'the snow in the south of the mountain and the north of the mountain is clear, and the moon is bright for thousands of miles'.

With such a good beautiful scenery, you should really take care of them with a compassionate heart like Qin Huai's little brother.

Don't disturb the moonlight tonight.

This is the most impressive sentence they have heard this year.

'Outstanding temperament, handsome and bloody, the old lady's girlish heart is about to melt!'

Several girls showed an aunt-like smile at Qin Huai, making Qin Huai's scalp tingle.

Hurriedly took Shang Ya and walked down the ancient city wall in three steps and two steps.

"To chase or not to chase?"

The girls looked at each other.

"Don't chase it, Qin Huai's little brother is not a star, we have to be rational. ”

"Reason is reason, and I often come to the Ming City Wall to wait for rabbits in the future!"

"I think it's pleasing to the eye......"

"I'm jealous of that girl. Being held in the palm of Qin Huai's little brother must have saved the galaxy in his previous life. ”

A girl's face turned grim.

"I also want to be led like this by my little brother......"

"You're still too young, if Qin Huai's little brother is my boyfriend, he doesn't want to get out of bed. ”

Several girls looked at Qin Huai Shangya's back from afar, whispering, their expressions and movements becoming more and more like Qi Xing.

……

Descended from the castle tower.

The corners of Shang Ya's lips quietly hooked up a touch of arc, Qin Huai's little brother is still like this, except for her, he is a little cold to everyone.

"The moonlight is so beautiful today. ”

Shang Ya repeated, took two quick steps, and walked side by side with Qin Huai.

"Which poem do you think is the most beautiful about the moon?"

Shang Ya found a topic.

"There are too many beautiful poems about the moon, such as Zhang Ruoxu's lonely chapter covering the moonlit night of the Spring River in the Tang Dynasty.

Another example is Su Shi, who also wrote the hegemon-level Song Ci of moon appreciation. ”

Qin Huai said without thinking.

Literati and scholars throughout the ages have chanted the bright moon in the sky.

If it is said that the poems of the moon are written, there are not 100 but 80 popular sentences, which can be said to be a rich cultural heritage.

"But if you want to look at it from my point of view, I like 'Chang'an for a month, and the sound of thousands of households pounding clothes'. ”

Qin Huai paused, and then added the reason he liked:

"One is the simplicity of the avenue, and if it is extremely painstaking, the contradiction between the great effort and the simplicity of the avenue is organically unified, and the work will have endless tension, which is why I like it. ”

Qin Huai had a smile on his face and spoke eloquently.

"Forehead ......"

Shang Ya was stunned for a long time.

is worthy of being an artist, always thinking about artistic creation, no wonder Qin Huai's little brother has reached the peak of his artistic attainments at a young age.

If you don't forget, there will be an echo!

Shang Ya's heart was full of admiration.

In addition to art, Qin Huai's little brother rarely wastes time thinking, which is called pure (note solitary life).

"Chang'an is a month, and thousands of households pound clothes. It is indeed very meaningful, it is the kind of ethereal and fairy artistic conception, and you also have fairy energy on you, no wonder you like it. ”

Shang Ya touted Qin Huai every day.

But in the end, Shang Ya's expression was strange, as if she had suddenly made up something, and her shoulders trembled with laughter.

"What's wrong?"

Qin Huai asked in surprise.

"My sister had an idea just now, if you add a sentence in front of 'Chang'an for a month, the sound of thousands of households pounding clothes', it may be more artistic. ”

"Oh? ”

Qin Huai raised his eyebrows and listened attentively.

In the past five months, Qin Huai has been busy in the study, Shang Ya is reading on the side, and she especially likes Tang poems and Song lyrics, so she must have a high opinion on poetry.

Seeing Qin Huai's expression of asking for advice, Shang Ya couldn't help but twitch the corners of her mouth, but she still couldn't hold back a smile, coughed lightly and moistened her throat, before pretending to be serious:

"Brothers are like siblings,

Wives are like garments.

A month in Chang'an,

The sound of thousands of households pounding clothes. ”

Qin Huai: "......"

What kind of evil ways have you been reading these past few months!

"Is there no sense of disobedience at all?"

Shang Ya crossed his waist and laughed, and persevered in chasing after Qin Huai and asked.

Qin Huai was speechless, and Shang Ya suddenly upgraded her mouth flower skills, which caught him a little off guard, and he was completely unable to organize an effective counterattack.

However, Shang Ya is limited to this.

She knew that she was walking outside, and Qin Huai couldn't do anything to her, so she was unscrupulously testing on the edge of being snapped.

If he returned to his residence, Shang Ya would immediately get up obediently.

Thinking of this, Qin Huai was uninviolable, and silently thought about the perception just now.

On the shore of Xuanwu Lake in the evening breeze, Qin Huai's ideas on how to construct his personal wood carving style are becoming clearer and clearer.