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Du He was so excited that he thought of learning calligraphy in later generations. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Du He's calligraphy is famous throughout the Tang Dynasty, and no one knows it. To be able to achieve this achievement, it is naturally not only because of the Yan font created by Yan Zhenqing. In later generations, Duhe's parents were both college students from prestigious universities and had a very high level of cultural literacy. Although he does not belong to the ranks of old antiques, he likes ancient art, more than modern art: such as brush calligraphy, dong flute, guqin and so on. Among them, Du He's mother is even more obsessed with calligraphy, and she feels uncomfortable if she doesn't practice a few strokes a day, even when she is pregnant with Du He, she doesn't forget to practice.

Prenatal education is a bit ethereal, but in this ethereal, there is some scientific truth. Du He seems to have been influenced by prenatal education, and when he was a child, he was very talented in calligraphy, and he can be worthy of the word "genius".

The genius inventor Thomas Edison once said, "One percent of genius is inspiration, and ninety-nine percent is sweat." But that 1 percent of inspiration is the most important, even more important than the 99 percent of perspiration. "In calligraphy, Du He has exactly that one percent inspiration.

Sensing this, Duhe's parents were ecstatic. As a pair of lovers of classical literature, they don't want their children to become the richest people in the world, nor do they want their children to become big officials, but they hope that their children can become a generation of famous calligraphers and carry forward the quintessence of the country. For the sake of Du He's future, they did not hesitate to spend a huge amount of money to buy Yan Zhenqing and Su Shi's authentic handwritings, so that Du He could copy and practice.

As a result, there is some tragedy in Duhe. His parents' desire for their son Jackie Chan deprived him of his play time, and calligraphy became his only pleasure at that time.

Thankful efforts will eventually pay off. Like all artists, he imitates first, then takes shape.

Du He gradually learned the essence of Yan Ti in the continuous imitation, and comprehended the subtlety of Su Ti in the continuous imitation, and finally through more than 20 years of practice, the Yan Ti and Su Ti characters were fused together, and finally added their own writing style, which became a vein.

Therefore, in Du He's handwriting, there is not only the concise and vigorous Yan Ti characters, but also the subtle nature of Su Ti characters, of course, there is also a little bit of Du He's own style.

Duhe's characters are also formed after hard training, and if they are not, they will not be recognized by thousands of people.

Interest is cultivated, to be honest, when Du He was young, he didn't understand his parents' painstaking efforts, and he was very reluctant to practice calligraphy, but over time he gradually became interested. He vaguely remembers that when he practiced calligraphy, he entered a wonderful realm many times.

The most memorable one was when he was twenty-nine years old. Early that morning, he took out his books and practiced calligraphy as usual. Unconsciously, he entered a very wonderful realm, in which he seemed to forget everything, just like falling into an evil spirit, a practice is a whole day, the "Thousand Character Text", "Three Character Classic", "Hundred Family Names" these three books from beginning to end repeatedly written five times.

This incident also caused a lot of turmoil at the time, because he was a history teacher, and he had his class that day.

Absenteeism for no reason, phone calls can't come in, knocking on the door shouldn't be, and finally a teacher who is interesting to him, he can't rest assured, and finds someone to break in, only to wake up Du He.

When he woke up, Du He didn't know everything, he didn't know that a day had passed, and he didn't know that his phone was going to blow up.

This kind of realm can only be understood, not spoken.

That was a long time ago, and if Changle hadn't mentioned it, he would have forgotten it long ago. Now that I think about it, that realm is almost the same as the realm mentioned by Changle.

Calligraphy is an art, and so is kung fu. The realm between the two should be the same end.

Du He was in a good mood, happily accompanied the three girls to eat this dinner, and went to the study to practice calligraphy.

If he finds that feeling again, it is easier to enter that realm than drafting and practicing swordsmanship for several years and practicing calligraphy for twenty years.

"Zhao Keman, Hu Ying, Wu Hook Shuang Xueming. The silver saddle shines on the white horse, sassy like a meteor...... Kill one person in ten steps, and don't stay for a thousand miles...... Saving Zhao with a golden hammer, Handan was shocked first...... Who can write Your Excellency, the white head is too mystical. ”

He wrote Li Bai's "Chivalrous Journey", which has the most heroic atmosphere and the feeling of being alone.

He threw himself into it, word by word, like an iron painting silver hook.

One, two, three......

In the blink of an eye, 20 days passed, and in addition to dealing with some matters at hand, Du He devoted himself to the practice of calligraphy. However, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't enter that mysterious realm.

It was nearly early in the morning, Du He put down the brush in his hand, twisted his wrist that was faintly sore, and he didn't know whether his choice was right or wrong. The strange thing is that in the face of this upcoming battle, Du He's heart did not have any impatience, but was calm. Even if some time ago, he was reminded by Fang Yiai that Xue Rengui was making rapid progress in martial arts under Qin Qiong's guidance, and he didn't have any panic, as if all this had nothing to do with him.

Pushing open the door, walking out of the study shrouded in night, looking around, Du He's whole body was shocked, and he looked at the never-before-seen scenery in front of him in disbelief: the same garden, the same courtyard, but in the gentle moonlight, it suddenly seemed extraordinarily different. The color of any scene in the courtyard is so clear, so vivid, close your eyes, and feel the joy of every insect in the grass, the slight difference between the wind through the cracks in the stone and the leaves, and the way every leaf swaying with the wind is clearly presented in your mind.

In the upper left corner of the courtyard is a small pool, a small insect flew over the water, the fish in the pool suddenly jumped up, swallowed the small worm into the belly, burrowed into the water, the water surface rippled layer by layer, these ordinary never found subtle things at this moment actually felt one by one, as if opening a new world.

In fact, these 20 days were not for nothing.

Calligraphy is an art that cultivates sentiment and rejuvenates people's souls, and has great benefits for cultivating the mind.

The twentieth day of practice made Du He, who originally had a solid foundation, enter a realm of dislike and impatience, so even if the competition with Xue Rengui was gradually approaching, he still didn't have any urgency, and this was also the case.

Tonight he pushed the door open, and the results of the past few days were also reflected.

Whether this scenery is beautiful or not depends on each other's hearts.

If a person is in heaven, his heart is in turmoil, and he cannot feel the beauty of heaven. On the contrary, as long as you have the heart to appreciate it, even the desert Gobi can taste it, and Duhe is like this.

In the face of this scenery that I see almost every day, because of the difference in mentality, I have a new feeling......

Duhe forgot everything at this moment......

He forgot the obsession in his heart, forgot the martial arts, forgot all the troubles, and looked at the world with the mentality of a third person.

He is like a newborn baby, everything in the world, everything is so beautiful, and his mind gradually fully enters this magical world.

There was a rooster crow in his ears, and Du He's consciousness gradually awakened. When you open your eyes, the soft morning sun is sprinkled on the turquoise grass, and your heart is peaceful and serene. Thinking back to last night's adventure, my chest suddenly brightened. The bystanders are confused by the authorities, think too much, and ignore the real thing.

Martial arts are not exactly like this, always thinking about victory, obsessing about victory, and taking victory and defeat too seriously, but will fall into confusion and seek trouble.

Why don't you get out of the obsession in your heart and use the sword with the mentality of a third party?

After figuring out this section, Du He was very excited, and quickly pulled out the coiled dragon sword on his waist, looking at the overall situation with the feeling of a third person.

Du He took a deep breath, and his whole mind became empty and clear, and there was no longer any distraction.

The "Qiang" long sword stabbed diagonally, turning into a graceful arc and stabbing forward three feet before stopping, and a fallen leaf on the tip of his sword rested on the tip of the sword. The point of the sword pierced was the extremely thin and tiny meridian in the middle of the fallen leaves, but on the other side of the fallen leaves, there was no sign of the tip of the sword passing through the leaves.

The power of this sword is superb, and if it is replaced by the previous Duhe, it will not be used.

The garden was silent for a while. Du He's heart suddenly surged with an unprecedented wonderful feeling, and the long sword in his hand seemed to be one with his own life, flesh and blood. The sword is man, and man is the sword, and it can no longer be divided. As a swordsman, he had been using a longsword for years, but this was the first time he had experienced this feeling.

He let out a long laugh, and the long sword flew in the vast space of the backyard, and the essence flashed, drawing one criss-cross trajectory after another, and the heaven and earth were slaughtered, and his heart couldn't help but feel the joy of fighting against the enemy in the midst of thousands of troops.

It's amazing.

This feeling of the heart of martial arts, the whole person seems to be reborn, whether it is vision, overall situation, mentality or whatever, there has been a significant improvement.

At this moment, Du He had already discovered that his martial arts had surpassed those in his previous life, in which he had not reached the current realm at all, and the only difference was his internal strength. He was completely sure that as long as he gave himself a certain amount of time, it would not be impossible to surpass his previous life.

Du He put his sword back into its sheath and stood secretly: "Zhou Zhenwei said that everyone has different thoughts, different feelings, and different ways to step into martial arts. He himself is guarded, Qin Qiong is brave and fearless, what about me? What was the name of my previous state? ”

After pondering for a moment, he thought of the answer.

The realm of selflessness.

Since there is no self, it is natural that there is no sorrow or joy, no fear and no worries, and all external affairs are kept outside, and then wholeheartedly penetrated, and all their own strength is urged to be exerted.

The same goes for painting and calligraphy.

Only when the mind is free of distractions can we experience the most real feelings, write and draw the most real heart from the heart.

Write and draw the most real feelings, so that the words and paintings contain the spiritual conception of the writer and the painter, so that the words and paintings are not important.

Xue Rengui, looking forward to fighting with you.