Xingshu is developed and originated on the basis of official script, a font between regular script and cursive script, which was produced to make up for the slow writing speed of regular script and the difficulty of cursive script.

Zhang Huaijun's "Book Break" has a cloud: "The person who walks the book is made by Liu Desheng of Yingchuan in the Later Han Dynasty, that is, the small falsification of the book, and it is simple, so it is called the book of the line." ”

Song Caoyun of the Qing Dynasty: "The practitioner is the one who does it, that is, the few longitudinal aspects of the real book." ”

The book is like clouds and flowing water, the muscles are old and healthy, and the wind and bones are sprinkled. Although the words are not connected with the climate, the ink is commensurate with the surplus and barrenness. Well written is pleasing to the eye.

Xingshu has been handed down in China until the hands of Wang Xizhi, which perfectly combines its practicality and artistry. As a result, the art of calligraphy of the Southern School was established, which has become the most influential in the history of calligraphy.

A "Orchid Pavilion Preface", known as "the first book in the world", is still far-reaching.

can write a good calligraphy, in the current calligraphy association of S City, one is Hu Yiwei's father Hu Tingyuan. One is a professor at S City University.

The words they put on the donation box were written by the professor.

On weekdays, this professor is less than 10,000 yuan. The professor easily left no ink.

This time, I was moved by Zhao Xiao and others, so I reluctantly wrote three pairs, and they had to be sent back after they were used up, and they couldn't be damaged or given away.

The white paper was the first to come, and the owner of a printing shop on the side heard the description of Zhao Xiao and others, and gave a few for nothing.

The white paper was spread out, and the large A3 paper almost took up half of the table.

At this time, it was already work time, and although it was a Saturday, there were still many people in the business district.

When someone noticed that there was a group of young people gathered here and a few boxes, they curiously gathered around.

Zhao Xiao and the others saw that there were many people, so they held the box and began to walk in front of everyone to tell about Lin Yi's family.

Someone left, someone pulled out their wallet and started throwing money.

Everyone who donates money, Zhao Xiao and others will find a way to leave their names, and then ask this person to write a word of blessing.

Hu Yiwei pondered for a while, and then put pen to paper.

What is written on this paper is the current situation of Lin Yi's family, and I ask everyone to help me so that Lin Yi has the belief to learn again.

His handwriting is not as good as his father, but he has also practiced for more than ten years, not to mention the smooth flow, but also has a little pleasing feeling.

Most of the people who work here are white-collar workers with academic qualifications and cultivation, and some of them also know good words.

Hu Yiwei only wrote one line of words, and he heard someone behind him shouting hello.

This is an old man in his fifties, he stood in front of the crowd, looked at Hu Yiwei's handwriting and nodded and said: "Yes, yes, I'm afraid I have to practice this handwriting for more than ten years, it's a bit interesting." ”

"Thank you for the compliment." Hu Yiwei nodded to the old man and thanked him, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, a little proud.

The old man said, "Are you helping your classmates raise donations?" ”

"yes, yes." An Ran immediately ran over with the box in his arms, and said with a grin: "Uncle, seeing that you have an extraordinary bearing, you are definitely not an ordinary person." Help this sister, ten yuan is fine, one is fine, we just need to give this sister some motivation to live. ”

"The little girl's mouth is so sweet, she can't refuse it." The old man laughed, took out his wallet and said, "I'm just here to walk around, and I didn't bring much money." That's a thousand, it's not much, you take it. ”

"Thank you." A group of girls stepped forward and bowed together.

The old man left his name and also wrote a sentence.

Only then did he look at Hua Yun. Because Hua Yun has been standing there for a long time, the ink has dripped several drops on the table, and he has not yet put down his pen.

The old man was curious: "Young man, why don't you write?" ”

"It's been a long time since I've written calligraphy, I forgot." Hua Yun looked sad and shrugged helplessly.

Hu Yiwei smiled proudly, and immediately said kindly: "Huayun, don't write if you forget." I've written it here, and when your friends come back, you can help paste it, and then we can help raise funds together. ”

"It's alright, almost." Hua Yun was full of ink sweat again, and he went down with one stroke.

The words were still a little ugly at the beginning, and Hua Yun only wrote a few words, and he felt dissatisfied. He wanted to throw the paper away.

But he thought that this paper should also be saved.

Hua Yun simply wrote it like this, and after writing this one, he should practice it.

When Hua Yun wrote the second line of words, he also found a feeling, and the font became smooth.

The old man's eyes were getting brighter and brighter at this time, and he was excited when he looked at Hua Yun's words. Because at the beginning, Hua Yun's words can only be said to be readable, but the more he writes, the more beautiful he becomes.

In the first word of the second line, the pen is already as strong as calligraphy, but the font is not smooth, and it is a little rusty.

And when Hua Yun wrote the sixth word of the fourth line, the old man suddenly clapped his hands and applauded.

"Okay." There were also many people in the crowd who couldn't help but applaud when they saw this word.

Then Hua Yun's writing speed is getting faster and faster, the words are like clouds, and the ink between the strokes penetrates the paper, but it is smooth when it is vigorous and powerful.

Hu Yiwei looked here, and the first four lines of words really couldn't be read.

But in the fifth line of words, even Hu Yiwei was taken aback. This is a picturesque word, and it is even a few points better than what his father wrote.

This, this can't be.

With such a good character, why didn't you join the Calligraphy Association?

When a piece of paper was written, Zhong Er and the others also came back with big red boxes.

Zhong Er: They immediately put a word on it and began to raise donations.

Hua Yun pointed to the first one he wrote and said, "I tore this one up and threw it away, it's too embarrassing to write in front of me." ”

"Okay, no problem." Zhong Er immediately agreed, and also held the box and began to collect donations nearby.

An Ran said: "Brother Zhong, we are too concentrated here. There are boxes scattered, there are many buildings here, there are many companies, let's go to these buildings to have a look. ”

Zhao Xiao also agreed: "Okay, a group of two, one with a book and the other with a box." There are more boxes here, just add four, and it's just right to work in pairs. ”

Five boxes had been plastered with paper and then taken away.

There are only four people left on the sidelines: Liu Shishi, Hu Yiwei, Hua Yun and a girl.

Hua Yun and Hu Yiwei wrote one more each, and then pasted it on the last two boxes.

Hu Yiwei was very unhappy, quite unhappy. There is no more money than Hua Yun, and he lost more than words, how did he think that Hua Yun wrote such a good word.

He began to gather his pen and ink.

The old man suddenly grabbed Hua Yun and said, "Young man, can you write me a few words?" ”

"What?" Hua Yun was puzzled: "The old man is looking for the wrong person, is he looking for a calligrapher for writing?" ”

The old man laughed and said, "Your handwriting is no worse than that of a calligrapher." I know a lot of calligraphers in S City, Hu Tingyuan and Zhang Jianguo are the best. However, the words of the two of them are on par with you in the flow of water, but they are a few points worse than you in the vigor of the firmament, especially the power of your pen There is a breath that I can't say. How can I say it, old man, I have seen a lot of good words, and I can't say the anger in your words. ”

Hua Yunyi frowned.

When he was writing just now, in order to make the words appear more vigorous and powerful, he lightly lucked the stone trick. But he didn't expect his qi to penetrate into the words, making the words a little more murderous and warlike.

The old man said: "I don't want your words in vain, your words, I count you 5,000 yuan per word, should it be a fundraiser for you?" ”

"No, I can't. I'm lazy. Hua Yun shook his head unhappily.

To be honest, five thousand yuan is really not in his eyes. If he wanted to donate like this, he would have already done it.

But--I was lazy for this reason, the old man was stunned, and many onlookers around thought that Hua Yun's head was in the water.

Someone shouted: "I said, boy, you are stupid, a word is 5,000 yuan, and you write ten for 50,000, which is still less?" ”

"Damn, you're too lazy to make money to this point, how lazy you kid must be."

Hu Yiwei didn't expect the old man to pay 5,000 yuan to buy Huayun for a word.

His father's words are between 10,000 and 20,000, and this kid is 5,000 words a word, is it really so good?

Jealousy, jealousy.

Hu Yiwei kept gritting his teeth, he wanted to perform well in front of Zhao Xiao, but he was compared to Hua Yun twice before and after.

The old man's reason for Hua Yun is that the nose is not the nose, and the eyes are not the eyes.

He has also heard that many people find reasons not to do anything for this matter. You are so young that you write a word for 5,000 yuan, and you tell me that you are lazy, and your reason is that people want to smoke you.

However, the old man had seen a lot of strange things, and then he said calmly: "Young man, this is the case. I'm going to an old friend's dinner in two days. This friend is also a calligraphy lover and loves calligraphy. Our friend for many years, this time I want to give him a good word. Your word is not only the difference between the two calligraphers of the Municipal Calligraphy Association, but also a few points better. That's why the old man wants to ask you for a pair of ink treasures. Not too much, just four words. ”

Hua Yun thought for a moment and said, "That's okay, our donation is important." I'll just write you four words, no more. ”

The old man immediately nodded and said, "Okay." You write, I'll help you pull the deposit, my son's company happens to be here, today I asked him to pull the company to come over and donate. ”

Liu Shishi smiled sweetly on the side: "Thank you, uncle." ”

"Heh, it's still sweet in your mouth."

The old man smiled.

Hua Yun asked, "What to write?" ”

"You write a lifetime of horses." The old man replied.

Hua Yun thought for a moment and put his pen full of ink.

The old man hurriedly said, "Wait, don't use this paper, I'll ask my son to send it." also let him bring people to donate, his company is not small, and he can also help you raise a lot. ”