Pen, ink, paper and inkstone were sent over, Mr. Shui Qing originally wanted the staff to grind the ink, but was rushed by the Chinese side to do it, Mr. Shui Qing poetry and painting are unique, looking at his appearance seems to be planning to paint, such a great opportunity to be courteous, how could the Chinese side miss it.

Hua Fang wants to grind the ink, Mr. Shui Qing has no opinion, spread a good rice paper, flatten both sides, paused, he said to Lin Wei: "Little girl, your right couplet and my ground couplet just describe a picture of mountains and waters, sunny and rainy scenes, I will use this couplet to make a picture." ”

Mr. Shui Qing still likes Lin Yu very much.

Lin Yu pursed her lips and said, "En,"

I don't always have much to say to strangers.

Ye Tang pulled Yu Yueqing and said in a low voice: "Sister Qing, is this painting made by Mr. Shui Qing valuable?" ”

Ye Tang had a toothache, the gift he wanted was not a broken painting, nor was it an antique painting, what was he going to do? What he wants most now is a little money!

Yu Yueqing glared at Ye Tang, almost couldn't help but pinch her ears, and said, "Vulgar, what do you know, how can Mr. Shuiqing's paintings be measured by money?" You stinky boy, are you in the eyes of money! ”

Yu Yueqing was a little angry, but she still said softly: "Mr. Shuiqing's paintings are hard to find, I will work hard later, don't bother me, I want to think about it." ”

Poof, Ye Tang almost spurted out a mouthful of blood.

What the? Do you want to write poetry too?

Ye Tang's jaw was about to drop.

Comrade Yu Yueqing, can you stop being so funny? Today is not April Fool's Day.

Ye Tang was a little dazed by Yu Yueqing's words.

Mr. Shuiqing wanted to paint, and everyone gathered was excited, and their heads were squeezed over, although the poems did not show anything, but they were still very interested in appreciating the paintings.

In particular, the Chinese painting of ink and wash is well-known in the world.

After he polished the ink, Mr. Shui Qing began to dip the pen and paint.

Ye Tang was also very interested in Chinese painting, so he squeezed next to Yu Yueqing and stretched his head over.

The most particular thing about Chinese painting is the artistic conception, the spiritual core is "pen and ink", emphasizing that "the foreign teacher creates the nature, and the heart is the source", and requires "the intention is to save the pen first, and the painting is all in".

Ye Tang knows so much about Chinese painting.

Mr. Shui Qing paints very quickly, the next brush is like splashing ink, swaying freely, looking at his movements and the first stroke, you know that this is a character who has reached the realm of perfection in painting, the realm of grandmaster.

Mr. Shui Qing painted a landscape painting of splashed ink, in which there are mountains and rivers, pavilions and corridors, willows, green trees, and a flat lake sparkling under the sun.

As soon as his painting was finished, everyone shouted hello, especially Hua Fang and Yu Yueqing, who couldn't hide the light in their eyes.

Mr. Shuiqing's wonderful pen is shining, the pen is like a god, a landscape ink painting, the painting is flowing and flowing, superb, Ye Tang nodded straight at it, this painting is really in response to the sentence 'Shuishui mountains and mountains are bright and beautiful everywhere'.

Breathtaking!

After finishing the painting, Mr. Shui Qing raised his head, arched his hand and said, "Make a clumsy one, and offer ugliness." ”

This is obviously a self-humble statement, everyone laughed, Yu Yueqing said: "Mr. Shui Qing is really too modest, if you are clumsy, then our painting is not a painting at all." ”

Hua Fang glanced at Yu Yueqing, and then said: "Mr. Shuiqing is polite, your paintings are really lifelike, breathtaking, and admired by the younger generation." ”

Yu Yueqing and Hua Fang praised one after another, and everyone also praised it, this painting is really good, plus Mr. Shuiqing's name, anyone who gets it can be used as an heirloom.

Praised by everyone, Mr. Shui Qing smiled and said, "Okay, everyone, don't compliment, the old man's painting is clear to himself, now please start composing poetry, if anyone can make a good poem, then I will give him this painting." ”

Mr. Mizukiyo still remembers the purpose of painting.

"No stamps yet,"

As soon as Mr. Shui Qing finished speaking, he heard a timid voice, looked over and found that it was the little girl in the couplet, and couldn't help laughing, and said, "The little girl is really smart and smart, and you have discovered it." ”

It was Lin Yu who spoke, Yu Yueqing couldn't help but smile and pulled her hand, this kid can't be so rude in front of Mr. Shui Qing.

Ye Tang also smiled, and looked at Lin Yu, it is still our little fairy who is clever, if there is no seal of Mr. Shui Qing, the value will be much lower.

Lin Yu said that there was no seal yet, and everyone laughed, such a beautiful little girl was so cute when she spoke, and the kind laughter almost made Lin Yu's face red.

Mr. Shuiqing naturally did not forget the seal, but he didn't have time to cover it, at this time he felt a small square from his body, and after hehe, he imprinted a red seal pattern on the left foot of the painting.

The pattern is the word 'water clear', and the dragon flies and the phoenix dances in general.

The seal is also down, and at this time it is time to start composing poems, and people who know Mr. Shuiqing's name will naturally not let go of this good opportunity, a middle-aged man in his forties wearing glasses can't wait to say: "Mr. Shuiqing's painting seems to be the scenery of the West Lake, right?" I happen to have a new poem here, please sir. ”

Mr. Shui Qing nodded and smiled: "It's okay to say that it's the scenery of the West Lake, as long as there is the word landscape, please ......" Mr. Shui Qing said a word of please, which means that you come first.

The middle-aged man's face was happy, and he seemed to be confident.

Chanted: "The mushroom is boundless and the water is boundless, and the lotus flowers bloom at night and the wind is fragrant." Gradually, I saw the lights coming out of the mountain temple, and I waited for the moon to be dark to see the lake. ”

As soon as this poem came out, not only Yu Yueqing and Hua Fang were stunned, but Mr. Shui Qing was also stunned, this poem is not bad, but quite good, especially the sentence 'lotus flowers bloom at night and dew fragrant', it is simply wonderful, wonderful.

Mr. Shui Qing said, "What do you call Your Excellency?" It's a good poem, it's very good. ”

Ye Tang also appreciated it very much, this middle-aged man is amazing, this poem 'landscape' is available, and it is very good, it can be regarded as a fine poem, it is a cow, it seems that you really can't underestimate the people of this world.

Praised by Mr. Shuiqing, the middle-aged scholar hugged his fists with a smile on his face: "In Wumu, southern Xiangnan,"

"Wu Mu?" Mr. Shui Qing thought about it, and didn't seem to have heard of this person, so he said, "Does a poem have a title?" This poem does not lose much to its predecessors, and it should be a famous article in this world. ”

Mr. Shuiqing's praise is high, Wu Mu was overjoyed, and immediately said: "This poem was obtained by accident from visiting West Lake, please give Mr. a poem name." "I'm pretty good at beating snakes with sticks.

Mr. Shui Qing thought about it and said with a smile: "Since it is obtained from visiting the West Lake, it should be called "Night Pan West Lake". ”

Although "Night Pan West Lake" is a bit cheesy, it is not bad, with the name of Mr. Shuiqing, Wu Mu's face is about to laugh out of folds, and it can be seen that he is quite proud.

Wu Mu was the first to jump out and actually made a fine poem, Hua Fang and Yu Yueqing both had a dignified face, the poem is not easy to compose, especially this kind of proposition poem with the word 'landscape' as required, it is even more difficult to make.

However, no matter how difficult it is, you have to think about it, Mr. Shuiqing's painting is hard to find, Hua Fang frowned and thought for a while, and suddenly his face was happy, and said: "Mr. Shuiqing, I also have a poem about visiting the West Lake here, please Mr. Comment." ”

"Hundreds of times of Qingyou have not been returned, and the lonely pavilion is good in the water and clouds. The stop is empty on all sides, and the city is headed on one side and the mountains on three sides. ”

Hua Fang's poem is also a poem describing the West Lake, and the word 'landscape' is contained, as soon as he finished reading, Mr. Shui Qing nodded his head and said: "Hua Fang, not bad, this is also a masterpiece, it seems that you have learned a lot from the old man Tong, and you are about to catch up with him." ”

With the approval of Mr. Shuiqing, Hua Fang showed a look of shame and said modestly: "Where can the student compare with the teacher, Mr. praised it falsely." ”

Mr. Shui Qing waved his hand and said with a smile: "What is modesty, no matter how modest it is, it is pride." ”

Hua Fang said embarrassedly: "Yes, yes, Mr. Shui Qing taught a lesson." ”

Wu Mu and Hua Fang both made excellent works, and Mr. Shui Qing looked at the others and said, "Who else is coming?" Everyone, don't be ashamed, it doesn't matter if it doesn't work well, just communicate with everyone. ”

said that it was an exchange of exchanges, but what others made was a boutique that made them only hiss and gasped, and several people who originally had poems in their stomachs and were eyeing Mr. Shuiqing's paintings all retreated, and the little goods in their stomachs were only worthy of carrying shoes with others, so don't lose that person.

Everyone didn't speak, and at this time Yu Yueqing said: "Come on, I just happened to make a new poem with the word 'landscape'." ”

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