Xie Bin listened to Qiao'er's learning tongue, smiled, and patted her ruddy little face, "Little girl knows something, go and pour tea." ”

Qiao'er tilted her neck and said dissatisfiedly, "Hmph, who said I was a little girl, there are already many people chasing me at school." ”

Xie Bin was stunned, is this girl really not yet nine years old? That's too powerful, isn't it? The zero-zero aftermath killed what the post-nineties and post-eighties. Thinking about Xie Bin, he sighed softly again, he was about to run for three years after his eighties, and he didn't have a girlfriend to warm the bed, so he felt really a failure.

Anyway, when I didn't have money before, I felt like that, I lived alone, and I wasn't in a hurry to find a girlfriend. Now that he has two coins in his hand, his heart is already unstoppably stirring, and his requirements are even higher. Is this the so-called full warmth**? Human beings are such animals, as expected, "there is no suffering that cannot be endured, only blessings that cannot be enjoyed", and it is easy to say anything when living a hard life, but once you start to enjoy happiness, all kinds of problems come.

In fact, if you think about it, it's good to be like his teacher, writing alone, playing with knives, and accompanying his granddaughter, which can be regarded as enjoying his old age. It's a little lonely, do you want to find a wife for the teacher? Xie Bin's own affairs have not been resolved, but he has begun to worry about his teacher. But Xie Bin really has a lot of candidates, not to mention anything else, there are many widowed old ladies near Liu Wenqing's house, Xie Bin has lived there for almost ten years, and he can be regarded as an acquaintance.

However, Xie Bin didn't dare to give the old man a mess at this time, saying that this was the second time Xie Bin came to the door. Although the old and young feel very close to each other, Xie Bin doesn't know what the old man thinks after all, in case he does something bad with good intentions, Xie Bin really has no face to see people.

"Xiao Xie, come on, come on, see how I write these words?" When the old man saw Xie Bin, he put down the brush in his hand with a smile and beckoned to Xie Bin.

Xie Bin has a general understanding of the old man's words, and the level is quite good, although he can't be said to be a top calligrapher, but it can be regarded as a slight success, especially the old man's regular script and official writing are quite good, and there is a bit of "Yan muscle and willow bone" taste, and the pen power is very strong. The old man was illiterate when he was a child, so he could only start learning from regular script, and followed his master to learn one stroke at a time. After so many years of accumulation, the old man's calligraphy also has a trace of his own unique style, that is, the words written are all with some simplicity and solemnity of the seal characters.

The old man's main business is to play seal carving, and over time, some of the characteristics of the seal character are integrated into the calligraphy, turning it into his own unique charm. This thing can't be learned, and imitation can only imitate an appearance, but the charm of seal characters requires years of accumulation and their own comprehension to be expressed on paper. This is also a point that the old man is more proud of, although Xie Bin looks envious, but there is nothing to do, this thing, without ten or eight years of training, he can only appreciate it.

The old man wrote a song "Picking Mulberries" by Su Shi at this time, "Affectionate and sentimental, still sick, in the building." When the wine meets, Lay's looks back and smiles. Stop the cup and listen to the pipa, and pinch it lightly. The drunken face is melting, and the oblique light on the river sky is red. ”

This word is slightly sad, but it also has some open-minded meaning, but it is similar to the old man's state of mind at this time, and the elderly generally like this tone. However, this word Xie Bin is really good, but it does not match the artistic conception of the word, if this word is written in a line or in a line, it is the most suitable. The old man's upright and powerful regular script is most suitable for that kind of atmospheric article or poem, such as Xin Qiji's "Breaking the Array" or something.

But if you say words, you can't help but admire the old man, at least he Xie Bin can't surpass the old man in regular script for the time being, and the past few decades are not for fun. Xie Bin smiled and praised: "Teacher, if you just talk about regular script, you are estimated to be second to none in China." ”

The old man laughed when he heard this, and hurriedly waved his hand, "Don't be a sycophant, I know my own level, and it is estimated that it is nothing in the island city." "But having said that, the pride in the old man's eyes is still very obvious, who doesn't want to listen to good words, and although what Xie Bin said is a little exaggerated, it is not too much. The old man's handwriting is really no worse than some famous calligraphers.

Xie Bin remembered the traditional culture expo held in the island city some time ago, and asked with a smile: "By the way, teacher, why didn't you go to the traditional culture expo held over there last time?" "Xie Bin has visited all the last expo, if it is an old man, Xie Bin will not be impressed.

The old man smiled and shook his head, "I didn't go to participate last time I wasn't at home, it's a pity to think about it, I heard a few old guys say that it was very good, what?" You still went? ”

Xie Bin nodded, "Well, but I'm playing bamboo and wood carving, which is just a small item, calligraphy and painting are the real big items, I really didn't expect that there would be so many calligraphers in our island city, and the level is very high." ”

The old man nodded, "After all, calligraphy is the most important part of traditional culture, and the mass base is very broad, especially the older calligraphy masters, it is the time to make achievements, but the younger generation is a little weak, like Xiao Xie Your grade, not many people are interested in calligraphy." ”

Xie Bin nodded, this is a fact, calligraphy is a thing that requires a long time of practice to produce results, and now the older generation of calligraphers is the moment of brilliance in their craft, but in another twenty or thirty years, I don't know what kind of situation it will be.

"Come, Xiao Xie, you can also write a few words, listen to Jingjing say that your line is written well, let's communicate with the two of you," the old man was very interested, and invited Xie Bin to show his hand.

Xie Bin is also welcome, this thing needs to be exchanged and learned to progress, Xie Bin used to be busy with his livelihood, and calligraphy was delayed for a long time. Fortunately, the foundation is very good, so he has not lost this craft, if Xie Bin can communicate and practice more in the past ten years, his level is definitely not only like this.

Xie Bin spread out the rice paper, flattened it with a pair of porcelain paperweights, pondered a little, and raised his hand to also write a poem "Picking Mulberries", but this was Ouyang Xiu's. "The sky is beautiful, the water is good, and the clouds are fresh. The gulls and herons sleep idlely, and should be accustomed to listening to the orchestra. The wind is clear and the moon is white, and it is suitable for the night, a piece of Qiongtian. Whoever envy Luan, people are immortals in the boat. ”

This word is not a noun, but what Xie Bin likes is the faint leisurely and open-mindedness in it. Ouyang Xiuqiren, Uncle Yong, the drunkard, and the late 61 layman. In his more than 40 years of career, he was repeatedly belittled, but his achievements in the field far exceeded his political achievements, he was not only a family, but also a historian, a scholar, a scholar of gold and stone, poetry, lyrics, and prose are the top of the moment. And he likes to promote the backwards, among the eight families of the Tang and Song dynasties, the five families of the Northern Song Dynasty except him are either from his disciples, or have been guided and promoted by him. Su Shi's father and son, Zeng Gong and Wang Anshi are all subordinates of Ouyang Xiu.

Moreover, Ouyang Xiu's poetry styles are diverse, some discuss current affairs, criticize politics, sympathize with the people's suffering, and some express personal feelings and landscapes; Some of them are written in a somber and frustrated manner, and some are written in a fresh and beautiful way.

The song "Picking Mulberries" written by Xie Bin is a fresh and beautiful masterpiece, but it is not very famous. The old man liked it very much, but he didn't know whose word it was, so he smiled awkwardly, "Xiao Xie, this, whose word is it?" ”

Although the old man is now a master of calligraphy and a clever seal carver, when it comes to common sense and foundation, he is much worse than Xie Bin. When the old man wrote, he could only write those more famous poems, and if they were a little remote, he had to copy them with a collection of poems. So I haven't heard Ouyang Xiu's "Picking Mulberries".

Xie Bin hurriedly explained, "This is Ouyang Xiu's words, which can be regarded as one of the types of poems he wrote, especially the description of the landscape of the West Lake, which is very exquisite." ”

The old man shook his head and whispered again, nodded and said: "Yes, yes, I like such poems, alas, those who are not suitable for the old man and me, and only these scenes and some nostalgia for old friends can resonate, hehe." The old man said to Xie Bin and said, "Xiao Xie, come, what about your seal, leave a font size, and I will frame it and appreciate it slowly." ”

Xie Bin sweated profusely, "This, teacher, forget about this one, or I'll write a new one again if I don't go back," Indeed, he didn't expect the old man to frame this painting, so he wrote it a little casually, although there was no flaw, but it was not Xie Bin's highest level, so Xie Bin thought about whether he would write a new one. In other words, the old man's words are no worse than his Xie Bin's, if he hangs it up like this, he always feels a bit of an axe.

"Go and go, this character is written just right, especially when you write, the mentality is very stable, and the content of the word is very close, this is the beauty of this word, if you re-transcribe, where is there such a state of mind to write this leisurely and comfortable atmosphere?"

The old man's words made Xie Bin a little silent, and at this time he suddenly realized that he had almost walked into a detour. In other words, whether it is calligraphy, painting, or traditional culture such as carving, the most important thing is not the form, but the artistic conception, the feeling of heart and mind. When Xie Bin wrote that pair of words just now, he didn't think about framing or anything at all, but thought of the poem, and then wrote it.

And it is precisely this casual feeling that the written character seems more natural and elegant, which is very consistent with the content of the word, and it is precisely this that the old man values. But Xie Bin didn't find out about this, and planned to write a new one.

Xie Bin was dialed by the old man like this, and his heart suddenly brightened. This is also the same as doing carving, Xie Bin used to do carving just to make money, although the carving is also very attentive and exquisite, but has not been able to progress. When I was in Pingzhou, when I was restless, a small object carved casually was a rare boutique, and the carving skills had improved.

Now that I think about it, isn't it because of my state of mind? At that time, Xie Bin had just made a lot of money, and he was very excited in his heart, and he couldn't calm down, so he thought of carving to stabilize his mind, and then the ghost made a god carve a statue of a little girl stepping on a bridge pier.

In addition to depicting the naughty and lively scene of the little girl, what is more important is the slightly excited nervousness and apprehension of the little girl standing on the bridge pier. And this mood, isn't it just in line with Xie Bin's mood at that time?

Xie Bin had just made such a sum of money, and he was very excited, a little nervous, not knowing how to spend the money, not knowing what his life would become, and even how to go in the future. And this mood is unconsciously expressed in the carved works, and then there is the little ornament of the little girl stepping on the bridge pier and walking.