Try to write a pen, and think about the high status of this kind of calligraphy in later generations.

Some people say it's very simple, just cut it off, and it's written. If this is the case, why is it regarded as an idol by later generations of calligraphers?

In fact, whether it is the willow leaf style, the withered vine style that he chooses, the words that are about to be written with the truncated end, or the third strange character that he is about to choose, the calligrapher himself is a painter who has been going to write for thousands of years. Therefore, in this section, the brush became the lacquerer's brush and the arrangement of the art style, but after some subtle changes in the calligrapher himself, the calligraphy immediately became full of artistic sense.

For example, if you only pursue balance, not fairness, calligraphy will not be dull. For example, between lifting and pinching, some subtle changes were made, and the calligraphy was full of interest, and even a shake when turning made the calligraphy become aura.

Thinking like this, a line is written.

Si'er Khan came down and said loudly: "Da Lang, this is not a word, it is a brick." ”

Not only are there big black bricks, but there are also some small spear hooks set up on them.

Si'er was shocked, Zheng Lang had to put down the brush, no matter what kind of word, it appeared in the Song Dynasty, it was shocking, and he couldn't write it during the day, so he had to wait for everyone to fall asleep at night and practice quietly. Fortunately, I don't want to grasp the true meaning of its calligraphy, just write an image.

Changed to another brush and used normal calligraphy to practice calligraphy.

The next day he said to Si'er: "Accompany me to my own small double post to have a look." ”

That is, those two small dirt mountains.

Originally, it was two barren mountains, there were some pines and cypresses, and there were many miscellaneous trees, the pines and cypresses were useful, and the Song people mostly used pine smoke and glue to get ink. For example, the words that Zheng Lang wrote during his more than a year of retreat may not be able to write several old pines with the flow of his pen and ink. Therefore, the amount of ink is large, and the Qilu pine forest is gradually exhausted, and it has to take pine and ink from Taihang Mountain and Jingxi Road and Jiangnan Road.

Miscellaneous trees can only be burned as firewood, and although the number of coal-burning households is gradually increasing, there are still many people who use firewood for heating. Later, under the management of three old servants, it was revived. First planted more than 100 pear trees at the foot of the mountain, this is March, most of the pear blossoms are in full bloom, looking up like powder snow, like smoke, Zheng Lang took a deep breath: "It's so fragrant." ”

"Yes, although Da Lang says that he has to study hard, he also has to come out for a walk."

"I know how heavy it is." Zheng Lang smiled, and then looked at the earth mountain, not high, about sixty or seventy meters high, and a wild bamboo grew in the middle of the two mountains, which was green and moving at this time, where was he going to go. Further up the hill, there are some miscellaneous trees, as well as some pines and cypresses. The mountains are not high, there is very little sand and gravel, most of them are yellow mud, and the trees grow very lush and lush. Walking into the pear forest, the flowers are blooming very happily.

"A few ladies have a good heart," Si'er said unfairly again.

"These children are poor, let them go, don't talk about it later." Zheng Lang said.

In the Song Dynasty, under the rule of several kings, the living conditions of the people improved, but the wealth and poverty were uneven, and there were many poor families, including several villages near their homes, there were some tenants who could only dig wild vegetables and pick elm money as rations when the spring was green and yellow every year.

In the poor family, the children's mouths are greedy, the pears are yellow, many children come to steal, far away from home, nearly two miles, a few old servants have a lot of affairs, there is no way to take care of them, so they quarrel. Let a few mothers persuade them. As a result, only one-third of the pears can be harvested.

"How do you talk to a mother-in-law is a tone."

"Let me tell you a story, there is a person named Beiguo Scratch in the Spring and Autumn Qi Kingdom, who makes a living by weaving shoes from the net of beasts, but he still can't survive. So he found Yanzi and said, I hope to get some food from your house to support my mother. Seeing that he was honoring his mother, Yan Zi took out some gold silk and grain and gave them to him. The man refused the silk and accepted the grain. Soon after, Yan Zi was suspected by Qi Jun and wanted to flee to a foreign country. Bei Guozi gathered his friends and said, I admire Yanzi's morality, and I have heard that those who have supported their parents will bear his perils by themselves. Now that Yanzi is suspected, I will die to clear his name. Dressed well, let his friend follow him with a sword and a bamboo box, walked to the front of the court, found the official who was well-governed, and said, Yan Zi is the wise man of the world, if he leaves, the country of Qi will be violated, and when he sees the country violated, if he dies first, I am willing to entrust my head to you to show his grievances. And he said unto his friend, Put my head in a bamboo box, and pay it to the officials. Talking about killing himself and dying. His friend sent his head to the official, and also said, Bei Guozi died for the national disaster, can I live alone? Then he committed suicide on the spot. When King Qi heard this, he was shocked and sent someone to chase Yan Zi back. ”

"These two are so stupid......" Si'er's eyes were red.

"It's not stupid, it's the ......integrity of a nation," Zheng Lang sighed.

"I'm afraid that the big lady and you will use the wrong object."

"If you do a good deed, if you ask for something in return, then you will be inferior, and if it is not revealed, how do you know that there is no one in the village who has integrity? Let's go," passed through the pear grove and came to the small bamboo forest. The bamboo forest does not grow very densely, and when spring comes, there will be people one after another, seeing the Zheng family's lonely widow, digging bamboo shoots with shovels. However, mixed with mountain stones, there are some bamboos that grow very strangely, this is what Zheng Lang cares about, and after looking at it, he is very satisfied.

Leave the bamboo forest, climb to the top of the mountain, look out for a while, and walk down from the top of the mountain. There is a ditch at the bottom of the mountain, and the water is clear, like a mirror, which is very lovely. At that time, the weather was also hot, Zheng Lang came to the ditch, found a stone, took off the long Luo material foot coat (also called Yunzi, that is, socks), and put his feet in the water. The scenery is good, March has arrived, and there are some farmers who are already plowing their fields and preparing to sow rice.

This was probably the most internal rule dynasty in Chinese history, especially with its prudence on agriculture. It includes land reclamation, water conservancy, improvement of agricultural production tools, application of fertilizers, writing of agricultural books, and the introduction and cultivation of seeds. In Wuqing Town alone, there are more than 70 kinds of rice and more than 30 kinds of glutinous rice. The most is the Champa rice introduced from Champang, but after years of cultivation, it is no longer Champa rice, and has evolved into early Zhancheng (also known as sixty days), white mantra, red mantra, eighty days, Taizhou red, Huangyan hard stalk white, soft stalk white, red Champong, cold Zhancheng, golden hairpin glutinous and other varieties.

In the area of Zhengzhou, most of them still continue to plant the original Luoyang excellent rice varieties - monk rice, before the introduction of Zhancheng rice and large-scale seed improvement, it and Fujian Nanjianzhou's golden millet, red fresh, Xianhuang, golden cow, Qinglong, tiger skin, daughter, Suzhou's Shipo, Jianzi and other varieties, are the best rice in the Song Dynasty.

The scenery is good, the mood is good, Zheng Lang swings the water with his feet, and sings: "The water of the waves is clear, you can wet my feet, and the water of the waves is turbid, you can wet my feet." ”

After singing, a peasant not far away shouted: "Da Langjun, the water is cold." ”

Zheng Lang turned his head and looked, he didn't know, Zheng Lang knew before, one of the tenants of his family, his name was Hu Jinniu, with a smile and some trepidation, with a plow, leading the cow, and was about to return home.

I definitely wouldn't have been kind enough to persuade me before, but the Poetry Society is not far from here, and I heard about it this morning. The people of the village were shocked and spread the word. That's amazing, it actually made a dignified Taishou master lose his temper like this, so that all the students in the city were ashamed to leave, what kind of poems and words were written?

"Uncle Hu, come down and drink saliva."

"Okay," Hu Jinniu immediately put down the plow, let the cow graze on the river ridge, hurriedly came down, took the water bladder and drank a sip of water, and said: "Da Langjun, the spring water is cool, and your body is golden." ”

"It's okay, I read and write all day long, my head is stuffy, and I come out once in a while, look at this good spring, rippling with the cool canal water, and I feel more sober."

"Da Lang, it's cold, I've been working in muddy water all day, and my mind is not clear."

"Uncle Hu, that's because you don't feel it, come down, put your feet in the ditch, don't think so much, try it."

Hu Jinniu tried it suspiciously and said, "Nothing." ”

"Look," said a straw pull, "it was so vigorous that I lost my life." Isn't it very fortunate that each of us can live well in this world, without incurable diseases, without bloody battles on the battlefield, and without the suffering of prison. Don't be satisfied, think of something good. Just like me, if I care about other people's opinions, have I still had the heart to read in the past two years? ”

"Yes," there was nothing, but in a flash, Hu Jinniu had a smile on his face and said, "Yes, Da Lang, I also feel it, and I feel that indescribable taste." ”

"Well, people have to learn to relax properly." As he spoke, he put on his foot clothes and said, "Uncle Hu, I'll lead the cow for you, you plow, and we'll go home." ”

"I don't dare."

"Why don't you dare?" After finishing speaking, Hu Jinniu said in a panic, and led the cow to the village.

……

entertained Fan Zhongyan and Fu Bi, and Liu Jing sent someone to investigate the glorious deeds of the Eight Evils in Zhengzhou, but the result made him feel unsatisfactory. But at this time, I got some good news, in fact, after the accident the year before last, the Zheng family had been closed at home. That Dragon Boat Festival fight was not the beginning of the Zheng family.

And with Fan Zhongyan and Fu Bi, he also repeatedly confirmed that this poem must have been written by this son. So he took two officials and walked towards Zhengjiazhuang.

Spring is good, and I am full of interest all the way.

Seeing Zhengjiazhuang, there was a shiny canal in front of him, and suddenly Liu Zhizhou saw a strange scene, a large row of people, and their own children, sitting on the edge of the canal, swinging the water with their feet, singing while swinging: "The water of the waves is clear,

You can do it.

The water of the waves is turbid,

You can wet my feet. ”

Liu Jing was shocked, this is amazing, no wonder there is such a young man in the village, and the whole village is so knowledgeable.

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