Volume 1 Chapter 209 I was born before I was born

That's right, the stone that Xu He wrote at this time was the [Yiyun Peak] he saw in the Zhanyuan Glance Building.

There are two famous stones in the south of the Yangtze River in Zhan Garden, one of which is called Xianren Peak, and the other is called Yiyun Peak.

In addition, there are famous stones such as Yousong Stone, Step Stone, Fried Stone, etc., all of which are the treasures of the garden mountain stone, and Yiyun Peak and Xianren Peak are the relics of the Flower Stone Gang of Song Huizong, which are particularly precious.

Yiyun Peak is abrupt and spiritual, jade and colorful, after a few strokes by Xu He, it looks shorter, but it looks more delicate, so it not only retains the structure of Yiyun Peak, but also does not make people feel rough, after all, this is to give Gu Hengbo flower orchids.

Orchids are mostly sketches, and even if you make a huge stone on it, even if it looks good, it is a little out of tune.

Sure enough, Gu Hengbo was very interested in Xu He's painting of Yi Yunfeng, and she stood next to the desk and exclaimed: "Childe's method of painting stones seems to be different from ordinary people, it looks extremely beautiful, and there is no slightest frivolity and stereotype!" ”

Xu He smiled slightly, Master Li of the Lingnan School of Painting has "Landscape Painting Spectrum" in existence, before crossing he devoted himself to studying the teacher's method of painting stones, although he did not dare to say that he reached the level of the teacher, but there are some special skills and innovations, in the eyes of painters in this era, it is still very novel and unique.

It's a pity that he is actually very interested in painting orchid, but before he has time to consult the old man, the old man is gone......

Xu He pointed to the stone he had drawn and said: "The method of painting stones, the speed of the brush, the yin and yang, the texture, and the virtual and the real can be ......."

The two exchanged painting techniques for a while, and Xue Shen and the others, who were not interested in painting, felt foggy when they listened.

Finally, it was time for Gu Hengbo to paint orchids, but at this moment, she puffed out her mouth and pretended to be angry: "It's better for Xu Gongzi to paint together, you know so much about painting stones, it is impossible that you haven't painted orchids!" ”

This is true, the person who paints the stone likes orchids.

When Xu He heard this, he was not pretentious, nodded, took the pen and said: "If the painting is not good, I hope everyone will not laugh at me!" ”

After speaking, he thought about the main points of orchid painting in the teacher's book before, and then wrote a total of fourteen times to draw an orchid.

Gu Hengbo is really stupid this time, she likes to paint orchids and is good at painting orchids, but she has never seen anyone who seems to be applying formulas to paint orchids.

Between primary and secondary, only five strokes will always be used for a clump of orchid leaves, and only seven strokes will always be used for orchids.

But it is these five strokes and seven strokes that show the relationship between the orchid's density, positive side, back, leaning, containment, echoing and so on.

Xu He may have some flaws and mistakes in the amount of water in the ink, or in the brushwork, but in general, the characteristics of orchids such as moistness and elegance have been painted by him.

However, next to the orchid, Xu He added a few more thorns, and everyone felt that there were thorns next to the orchid in the empty valley, which was quite realistic, so they didn't ask.

At this time, Gu Hengbo was pleasantly surprised: "I also said that you can't draw orchids, this is obviously learned, Xu Gongzi, you are not honest!" ”

Shen Xuan was listening, and couldn't help but look at the Xu He in front of him again.

He found someone to investigate Xu He, and to be honest, this person made him a little incomprehensible.

A few months ago, no, to be precise, before the county exam, this Xu He's performance was mediocre.

But after the county exam, it seems that he has suddenly changed as a person, not only with an active brain, but also in poetry, and now it seems that even painting has attainments.

"Even if it is a child of a family at this age, it will never be able to do it like this!"

At this time, Xue Yongzhi joined in the excitement and said: "Xiaohe might as well write a poem on the top and give it to Meisheng." ”

Xu He looked at Gu Hengbo, only to see her eyes fluttering, and the look of anticipation was beyond words.

He sighed, helpless, he was forced to start pretending to be X again.

"Written with Zhilan full of spring,

Add a few strokes of hazelnut.

The world contains both good and evil,

I want to see warm people. ”

Shen Xuan and Xue Yongzhi saw that he had finished writing, so they deliberately turned around and read it.

After reading it, all three people in the cabin were silent.

The painting is a good painting, but the poem is a bit straightforward.

Xu Hexin said that he knew your expression.

Then, he took a new piece of paper and wrote on it: "Dongpo painted orchid, with thorns, see that a gentleman can accommodate villains." I say that thorns should not be regarded as villains, such as the minions of the country, the tigers of the king, and they cannot be abolished. ”

"Lan is in the deep mountains, and there is no bustle of the hustle and bustle; And the rat will eat it, the deer will eat it, the pig will eat it, the bear, the tiger, the jackal, the deer, the rabbit, the fox will bite it, and the woodcutter will pull it out. ”

"If it is protected by thorns, it will be harmful. Qin built the Great Wall, and Qin's thorny hedge. Han has Han, Peng, Ying, and Han's thorn guard; The three of them were punished, and Henkel was too vigorous, so he had the anger of Ande warriors guarding the Quartet. ”

"However, the setting of thistles, iron water chestnuts, antlers, and thorns, is there a lot of encore? To paint this picture, the mountains and mountains are all blue thorns, and Rand is six out of ten, and thorns are also four out of ten. After the painting is finished, I sigh, I can't cover the pain of the sixteen states, and the sad ears of the Northern and Southern Song Dynasty! There are no thorns. ”

Throughout the ages, there are many people who paint orchids, but everyone has never seen them, and the people who paint orchids have this discussion.

Gu Hengbo's beautiful eyes looked at Xu He.

He has seen a lot of men in the world, but he has never seen a man like Xu He.

Chanting the wind and singing to the moon is nothing, but the kind of family and country feelings revealed in the poems are not something that rotten Confucians can do.

What kind of sentiment is this to use thorns as a metaphor for fences, and Laneige to compare with home and country?

This has broken away from the vulgarity of those self-proclaimed talents on the Qinhuai River, and has risen to the kind of situation that Gu Hengbo has been pursuing in his heart.

She has been adrift since she was a child, and was sold to Qinhuai by her family, if it weren't for the emergence of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting when she was young, she would have fallen into mud and dust at this time.

Over the years, she has been used to seeing and tired of those so-called talents showing off their talents in her own way.

It's a pity that in her eyes, these people are just mediocre people who are looking for rules and sentences.

The one she is heavy on is the one who does not meet the time of injury, and the one who resolutely leads away, and the one who travels for nine days when the wind rises.

It's a pity that over the years, most of the people she has met are ridiculous.

Only Xue Yongzhi can still see a little tragedy in him, which is why she treats Xue Yongzhi as half a friend.

But the Xu He in front of her made her feel that she should have met that person for the first time.

The paintings made her feel that Xu He was in tune with her interests, and the poems made her feel that there were very few men in the world like him.

Thinking of this, her heart darkened.

Xu He has not yet reached the crown, and he is twenty-one.

"I was born before I was born, and I am old when you were born!" Gu Hengbo looked at Xu He, and unconsciously, the corners of his eyes moistened.

Seeing this, Xue Yongzhi thought that this talented woman was happy to see the poetry and painting, so he quipped: "Meisheng, haven't you always wanted to find someone with similar interests to marry?" I think the little crane is good, hahaha! Look at how happy he is doing this! ”

Gu Meisheng wiped the corners of his eyes, and glared at the heartless Xue Yongzhi angrily, but he never dared to look at Xu He, his cheeks were somehow burning!