For reading and writing, Zhang Jie is most worried about writing, anyone can write calligraphy, but if you want to write well and write well, it is impossible to work hard for three or five years.

Zhang Jie's calligraphy calligraphy, in the words of the old master, is tangible and unintentional, there is essence without spirit, of course, this is an elegant statement, as for the uncivilized statement, it is estimated that it is not a good thing to be obedient anyway.

Zhang Jie's pen holding method is the most common hook method, the thumb is pushed outward from the inside of the pen tube, the index finger has the pen tube outside the pen tube to press inward straight, and the pen is not knuckle.

Practicing calligraphy can not only hold the pen, writing posture is also particularly important, the body and hands are even, balance is essential, so that the heart and arms, wrist and wrist meridians and the Hao end become one, flexible and natural.

Today is a holiday, a rare college holiday, early in the morning, running along the village is considered a morning exercise, Zhang Jie came to the stream in the east of the village as usual, holding a pen in his hand, this is Zhang Jie from Zhang Hao to get the scrapped brush, said to be scrapped, in fact, the tip of the pen almost fell off, Zhang Jie tied some animal hair at the tip of the pen, which is considered to make this pen replay the residual heat.

The new pen that Wang bought for him didn't dare to take it out and fiddle with it here. I'm afraid that it will be bad, so I usually practice calligraphy in the morning, and Zhang Jie uses this scrapped brush.

When it comes to cultivating the spirit, since it is practicing calligraphy, you have to concentrate and put all your thoughts into it, it is strange to say, Zhang Jie has been practicing calligraphy for two years, although the writing is barely good, at least in Zhang Jie's eyes, it is already decent, but the old master has been dissatisfied with Zhang Jie's words.

In the words of the old master, in the case of Zhang Jie's words, in the future, when he participates in the scientific examination, an article that could have been awarded the first class, after the examiner reads the words, he has to demote you to a second class.

This is a very serious matter, I have worked hard to study and study, regardless of day and night, and in the end, if I delay my future because of a small word that is not written well, it is really unreasonable.

Since this is the case, every morning, beside this clean stream, you can always see Zhang Jie struggling to practice calligraphy.

When the sun was born to the scorching sun, Zhang Jie, whose arm was already sore, stopped, and turned his face to see the little girl squatting beside him.

In a flash of two years, not only Zhang Jie has grown a head, but Ling Yue, who is a head taller than Zhang Jie, has jumped up a lot, originally Zhang Jie could still reach her chin, but now she can't even reach her chin.

This girl has the potential to become a women's basketball team, and after planning the future for the little girl, Zhang Jie ran to the creek to wash her hands.

The stream water in spring is still a little cold, and the little hands feel frozen when they get wet, so they wash a few handfuls in the stream, Zhang Jie hurriedly ran to the little girl, and then said with a smile on his face: "How is it, have you thought of the answer to the riddle you guessed yesterday?" ”

"What a puzzle, will gold rust if you put it in the sun, you can come up with such a question. When I asked **** this question, I was ridiculed by her for being a big fool, all to blame for you, causing me to be laughed at! ”

Ten-year-old Ling Yue has become more and more beautiful, but she is much taller than her peers, so she is also very worried about herself, this kind of thing Zhang Jie is not only envious, but also lazy to pay attention to her happy troubles.

Ling Yue, who lifted the small bamboo basket in front of him and took out some pastries from it, turned his face and forgot about the ridicule, but said excitedly: "By the way, you continue to tell the story of the Great Sage, last time you said that you were going to tell me what happened during the five hundred years when the Great Sage was pressed in Wuzhi Mountain, tell me quickly." How did the Great Sage come to be crushed under the mountain for 500 years? ”

The pastries in front of him are also one of the reasons for Zhang Jie's longitudinal development trend, when he came, he still wanted to refuse the temptation of the little girl's food with righteous words, but after smelling the sweet taste of the pastries, Zhang Jie, who smashed the bar, quickly put his previous determination behind him, and muttered a sentence to run one more lap tomorrow, and then picked up the pastry and feasted.

"In other words, the Monkey King was pressed under the Five Fingers Mountain, and it was five hundred years when he was pressed, although the Great Sage was already a great supernatural power, even if he didn't eat or drink for a thousand years, it didn't matter at all, but after a long time, he would still feel lonely and bored, so ah, sometimes he was really bored, and the Great Sage would also sing a little song or something by himself."

"Ahh Can the Great Sage still sing songs? Sing it to me, how do the great sages sing! ”

"Oh, don't interrupt, I'm brewing this emotion, listen up: the moon splashes the galaxy, the long road is long, the wind and smoke are exhausted, the shadow is alone, who calls me extraordinary, who calls me a love-hate dilemma, and later, the steel intestine ......is broken."

must not be able to sing the vicissitudes of the original song with a melancholy taste, seven or eight-year-old children, although they have tried their best to control their emotions, but the immaturity in the voice can not be removed in any way.

But even so, after singing a song, the little girl's face was full of incredulity, and after a while, Ling Yue, who calmed down from the passionate tune, muttered in a low voice: "I thought you made up the song casually, but I didn't expect it to be so good, but the tune is a little weird, and I don't know what many words mean." But it feels so powerful, the great sage is the great sage, just hum a song and it's so good, you're singing it again, sing it slower this time, I want to learn, when I learn, I'll sing it to **** and Zhou Yuan, and see if the two of them will say that you are a little liar in the future! ”

Hearing that Ling Yue was going to sing the song to her two best friends, Zhang Jie immediately waved his hand and said:

"Don't, don't, don't! You just spare me, those two little ancestors, I can't afford to provoke them, didn't I just play a trick on them two years ago, as for thinking about these two years in a row? If you have nothing to do, come to me and be unlucky, these two girls are still less subtle! ”

After Zhang Jie finished speaking, he saw Ling Yue, who looked a little unwilling, roll her lovely eyes, and after a while, she reluctantly agreed, thinking about it, she couldn't show her face in front of her two girlfriends, which made her feel disappointed.

Zhang Jie ignored her, and sang a song "Wukong" carefully and twice, waiting for the little girl to barely remember the lyrics, and then stumbling and stumbling can also be sung, before it is counted, looking at the little girl's unfinished look, Zhang Jie chuckled:

"This song, when you can sing and sing and cry, it means that you have grown up."

Ling Yue, who was full of surprise, said incredulously: "Can this song still make people cry?" Is it that powerful? ”

"Of course there is, it's just that you're still young and don't understand the meaning of the song, and when you really understand, you'll know how helpless the great sage is."

Before Zhang Jie's sad autumn injury was published, he saw the little girl with a face full of contempt and whispered: "It's like I'm not a little kid!" ”