In fact, the female students stayed here because they were curious about the text content of the words. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Women sometimes focus on angles that men can't imagine: "This ...... Comrade, why did you choose this poem?"

The ponytailed squad leader represented: "I asked Mr. Wang, I can recognize some of these words, we have copied this poem, can you see it?" handed over a piece of white paper, which was written in Juanxiu's pen.

Shi Jianren was full of vigilance towards the female students, and glanced at them hurriedly: "That's right...... Can I go to dinner?" I wondered in my heart, didn't the students rush to the cafeteria like cattle and sheep out of the circle at noon? Why are these girls still grinding here unhurriedly.

The ponytail is really smart, just like this, I explained it: "We lose weight ......" and pulled the topic back to the word: "What a look, this word is really touching, and the unswerving love of life and death is written very poignantly, but Mr. Wang explained that this is not the key, you used the line and cursive to write this poem in one go, so that the whole word is like the water of the Yangtze River, first-class and never look back, the artistic conception contains and swirls, do you have real feelings?"

The faces of several girls next to her were also full of gossip, and they nodded together curiously: "I didn't expect that traditional poetry has such beautiful sentences, and I really want to see more in the future!"

Shi Jianren couldn't cry or laugh: "What do I feel, when I practice calligraphy, Master likes to write this kind of sour thing the most, and it is naturally what I practice the most...... Okay, okay, let's eat!"

He was still impatient in the face of a group of youthful female college students.

The white-haired teacher Wang experienced the pen-shaped feel next to him, and said: "You just write a few sentences for them, you see, I have told the students countless times, calligraphy art is a comprehensive art, it needs to have ancient poetry, Chinese characters, aesthetics, cultivation and even the precipitation of the mind and will, which can reflect the rhythm like music, can show a person's emotions, can understand a person's character and temperament, can fit the spirit of the text content, can bring inspiration! But now those who practice calligraphy write cursive at every turn, as if they can cover up the lack of basic skills by drawing peach symbols like this, and the beauty of words and poetry are all treasures that have been passed down for thousands of years! No one listens to them at all! But don't you see that these words can still move people?"

Speaking of the back, the old man was a little heartbroken.

Shi Jianren stopped and listened carefully to these words: "Well, Mr. has been taught. ”

The old man smiled bitterly: "I'm talking about them, now these students ......" Several girls huddled together and squeezed their eyebrows, obviously still feeling a little pedantic about the teacher's attitude.

Shi Jianren thought about it, picked up the wolf hair next to him, and the ponytail squad leader immediately grabbed a piece of rice paper and laid it out in front of him, or neat italics, "Life is like a reverse journey, I am also a pedestrian", Su Shi's, he felt that he could express the artistic conception of ancient poetry, but he didn't expect the old man to stretch out his hand and pull it out: "Look at them, you have to write that kind of love, I have collected this." ”

But looking at that expression, it's probably because he likes the words.

Shi Jianren turned his head in surprise and looked at a few girls next to him, and sure enough, they were all chickens pecking rice and nodding vigorously, and one girl also said: "The country is breaking the mountains and rivers in that kind of momentum, you don't need to tell us, I'm really not interested, thank you!"

Recently, I read the newspaper and learned a lot of economic terms, and the young man is a little stunned, but it is difficult for him, who called the old man to be infatuated in the second half of his life, and he has recited a lot of words.

The girls applauded when they saw it, and whispered a discussion: "What a feeling! I want to cry!"

"Yes, yes!"

One girl actually took out a pack of tissues from her pocket and handed it out, looking like she was going to prepare!

Compared with the Geng sister who is hanging on the lips of the fairy board of the Japanese * mother Lao Tzu, these girls are too delicate Sister Lin.

You can shed tears when you read a poem, and women are really unreasonable.

So the person who wrote rolled his eyes, but the squad leader quickly replaced it with a piece of rice paper sprinkled with gold powder, Shi Jianren has never used such a good paper, and he also came to a little spirit, and then it was fast, Wenting-style "Butterfly Love Flower", Zhou Yi's "Huanxi Sha", Yan Jidao's "Linjiang Immortal", Liu Qi's "Yulin Ling", Yu Xuanji's "Jiangling Sorrowful Hope" , That's really endless, the two girls cooperate very tacitly, one shop and one draw, write one out for another, exclamations again and again, the old professor is even more shaking his head, quite chatting and frivolous.

There is more than a month of comfortable writing of the young cloth clothes completely immersed in the free and dripping calligraphy swaying, the pen is good, the paper is good, and the red sleeves add fragrance to the general feeling is better, at the beginning in order to take care of the "semi-literate" college students' ability to identify, try to use italics, to later, as the old professor said, the calligraphy that invests in the emotion is with their own emotions in the choice of fonts, and the subordinates are becoming grass faster and faster.

Although he has no experience in love at all, he writes those extremely familiar poems, as if he sees the lonely old man in the dim night light, some chattering about his longing for the vague and distant figure, and slowly but it turns into his own memory of the old man who has been with him for more than ten years and has carefully raised himself, it can be said that from the moment he saw the old man run out of oil and close his eyes......

The young man who pretended to be calm finally understood that his only relative had left, even if he had been mentally prepared, he still had to face the world alone after all, the old man described the world in an incomparably splendid and magnificent world, but full of traps and dangers, after all, he had to walk alone, and his life and everything were given by the old man, how much less than love this kind of longing?

So after the sentence "After parting, reminiscing about each other, a few times the soul dreams and the same with you", suddenly the nose was sore, and the tears that the old man did not shed when he entered the soil suddenly burst out, and the surging emotions like a sea of mountains and seas were completely released, he threw the brush in his hand, squatted on the side of the podium, hugged his head and cried!

In fact, there was really a girl who had red eyes, but she didn't expect this writer to reveal her true feelings so much, and her reaction was so violent, she was driven to cry at once!

Although the other girls looked at it carefully and carefully, they were surprised but could understand it before they got to this point.

The old professor was even more impressed: "See! This is emotion, art is always the embodiment of emotion, and only the expression of true feelings can be called real art...... This ...... It's the best!"

This is the difference, if Shi Jianren came up on the dock to write and cry like this, most of them would be regarded as a nervous disorder, maybe Sister Geng would go to invite him to ask for a goddess, but here, in this artistic world, it is the accustomed style of literati and scholars, unbridled and chic!

Art has never been self-cultivation, but self-expression, which may be a little different from Shi Jianren's humble gentleman and moral cultivation, but I have to say that at this time, Shi Jianren was truly released.

Why is it said that he was a little bored during his time at the dock, except that there was no one who could communicate normally in that coolie career with no cultural factors, but also because this young man had been tightly wrapped in himself since he went down the mountain, no matter the inner feeling of losing his only loved one, or the anxiety about this unknown world, he could only bear it alone.

If you can follow the master and help the world, you don't have to think about these idle things about food and clothing, who would have thought that Shi Jianren, who was full of ambition to go down the mountain, needed to start everything from scratch?

Under the calm and calm demeanor on the outside, after all, he is still a nineteen-year-old boy who has not been deeply involved in the world.

It was a rare opportunity for him to completely relax, cry a few times happily, and when he raised his head a little embarrassedly, he was greeted by a neatly folded fragrant handkerchief and a soft voice: "It's okay, everything will be fine!"

Yes, everything will be fine.