In the early morning of the second day, when the sky had just dawned, Zhu Ping'an packed up softly as usual, and went out with a cloth bag and a black plank.

The girl on the bed also habitually opened her misty sleepy eyes, accustomed to this point was woken up by a teenager who went to bed late and got up early, the nerd thought that he would not alarm himself lightly, but he didn't know how sensitive he was when he was soaked in the wind and rain.

Usually there is no one by Taihu Lake, but when Zhu Ping'an arrived at Taihu Lake on this day, he saw someone sitting on the edge of Taihu Lake early to fish, a white-bearded old man, who happened to sit on the boulder where he used to practice calligraphy.

This old man is estimated to have encountered something troublesome, because fishing is particular, spring and autumn fishing all day, good morning in summer, good noon in winter, now but early spring, the water temperature is still low, fish are generally active at noon when the water temperature is slightly higher, noon fishing is the best. But this old man came to fish early in the morning, and he must have been disturbed by trouble, so he came to fish early in the morning to relax.

Taihu Lake is so big, why not find a boulder to practice calligraphy, so Zhu Ping'an gently bypassed the old man fishing, walked along the edge of Taihu Lake, not far away found that there was a scattered stone by the lake, found a slightly larger stone, sat on a relatively low stone next to it, took out the black board, brush, and bamboo tube one by one, and started a day's morning exercise.

When Zhu Ping'an dipped in water and wrote seriously on the black wooden board, he suddenly felt that there seemed to be a sound of breathing around him, and when he looked up, he saw the old man who was just fishing, who was standing in front of him at the moment and looking seriously.

This old man seems to be really disturbed by troubles, otherwise why not fish and come to join in the fun.

"How many years has the young man been practicing calligraphy like this?" The old angler stood in front of Zhu Ping'an with a fishing rod in his hand, and was very curious about the young man who was dipped in water and practicing calligraphy on the black wooden board early in the morning.

"It's been more than eight years since I started my studies." Zhu Ping'an stopped his pen and replied after a little thought.

"Why does the young man practice calligraphy like this?" The old angler asked curiously.

"When I was young, my family was poor, so practicing calligraphy in this way can save a lot of pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and my parents can also sweat less. After a long time, I also like to practice calligraphy like this. Zhu Ping'an didn't mean to hide it, and explained casually.

"Oh." The old angler nodded, and the meaning of approval between his eyebrows was even more.

After a brief exchange, Zhu Ping'an continued to practice calligraphy, and the old man also found a stone on the side, and sat on the side to watch Zhu Ping'an practice calligraphy with interest, it seems that watching Zhu Ping'an practice calligraphy is much more interesting than fishing.

Zhu Ping'an practiced calligraphy calmly, as if the old angler sitting on the sidelines did not exist.

When the red sun was born and the world was a little brighter, Zhu Ping'an put away the black wooden board and brush, took out a hand-copied book from the schoolbag he carried cross-body, and sat on the stone to read it carefully.

"Young man, I see that your words have already been introduced, and you are only one foot away from entering the house, but if you continue to practice like this, I am afraid that this kick will not be easy to step."

The old angler saw that Zhu Ping'an had accepted the black wooden board and brush, and he hadn't read the book yet, and his words at this time would not disturb Zhu Ping'an, so he said with regret.

Such a diligent and generous young man, the old angler is interested in helping him.

Hearing this, Zhu Ping'an's eyes lit up slightly, this old man also knows calligraphy, and he also feels that he has recently encountered a bottleneck in practicing calligraphy. At this moment, I saw that the old angler had a regret on his face, but he was full of confidence, as if he wanted to hold on to himself. So, Zhu Ping'an no longer hesitated.

"Please also ask the old man to give me advice." Zhu Ping'an stood up and bowed.

The old angler waved his hand, motioned for Zhu Ping'an to sit down and chat, twisted his beard and said with a smile, "Teaching is not counted, it's just experience." ”

"Practice the word pay attention to copying, pro, pro, pro, back pro, to enter the post but also to post." The old angler's tone was quite gentle, "I see that the young man has already posted at this time, but the above is just an introduction, if you want to enter the house, it is not enough to do the above." ”

Zhu Ping'an sat aside, holding the scroll and listening carefully, knowing that the old man was about to talk about the key point, he leaned forward slightly and raised his ears to listen carefully.

"Practicing words should not only be copied, the important thing is still reading, learning books and understanding, to comprehend from the post, some of the ancients excellent books, do not necessarily need to come, more need to read is to understand, read carefully, repeatedly taste, understand the law and charm. In ancient times, everyone was good at reading posts, Cao Mengde of the Three Kingdoms, Ouyang Xun of the Tang Dynasty and others liked to read posts, and reading posts was like making friends with the ancients to achieve resonance. Reading the post should start from a little bit of a drawing, carefully study and ponder the ancients' use of the pen, knots, chapters, momentum, and charm of the wonders. Books have three flavors, one is beautiful, two is beautiful, and three is beautiful. In the eyes, melt into the heart, in order to run to the bottom of the wrist, enrich on the paper, the heart and hand correspondingly, twice the result with half the effort, it is not impossible to enter the house or even become a faction of its own. ”

The old angler saw that Zhu Ping'an listened carefully, and he spoke more attentively, just like teaching his juniors.

After listening to Zhu Ping'an, it was like an initiation, and the insurmountable cliff also had an extra stone step, which seemed to be surmountable as long as he picked up his foot.

"Thank you for the old man's teaching." Zhu Ping'an got up again and bowed deeply.

The old man smiled gently, accepted Zhu Ping'an's gift, and took out a yellowed book from his arms and handed it to Zhu Ping'an, "This is a copy of the Song Dynasty Zhang Jizhi's "Big Character Du Fu Scroll", although the copy is also nine points similar, you and I are fated, this book will be given to you." ”

Zhu Ping'an took a step back, shook his head slightly, and said, "The old man kept this book close to him, it should be a very favorite thing, I have been taught by the old man just now, but I don't dare to take love from this book." ”

When the old angler saw Zhu Ping'an's unblinking refusal in the face of temptation, he appreciated it even more in his heart, and insisted on giving Zhu Ping'an the copybook.

"A good knife is given to a hero, and a good sticker is of course given to a person who knows the goods."

"Elder gift, don't shirk."

The old man insisted on giving it away, Zhu Ping'an refused many times, but the old man still insisted, and his face was almost gloomy, so Zhu Ping'an had to take it, and thanked the old man again.

"Thank you for the gift from the old man, peace will not insult it. Oh, I haven't asked the old man for his name, the old man is very gracious, and Zhu Ping'an has no teeth to forget. ”

The old angler waved his hand and said with a smile, "Why do you need to know each other when you meet, young man and study with heart." ”

After speaking, the old angler smiled and left with a fishing rod.