Chapter 17 Poetry Expresses Earnest Meaning, Calligraphy and Painting Tell the Essence of Love
Mi Zi passed by the small earthen field of the scholar's house and asked, "Scholar, what are you doing?"
The scholar looked at the valley and painted, painting very devotedly, looking up at the purple, seeing the purple pink skirt fluttering, the breeze blowing her hair, the figure is delicate and protruding, the red lips and starry eyes, the smile is like a flower, and she is stupid for a while.
Ji Ziyan smiled: "What about you..."
Only then did the scholar wake up, suddenly felt rude, and hurriedly said: "It's not talented, it's graffiti." β
Yu Zi looked at him, and the painting was the cloudy valley in front of his house. The whole paper painting is elegant, graceful, chic and beautiful, no matter how you look at it, it is not the same as the style of this scholar with unkempt hair, raunchy hair, and dark eyes.
In fact, scholars are usually very particular about their own image, and their dresses are also decent and elegant, but as soon as they come into contact with art, they often stay awake and immerse themselves in it. Now that he saw that Mi Zi compared the painting with himself, he smiled: "The painting is rough and can't be washed, so I can't make Mi Zi smile." Unconsciously touched his face, but he didn't expect the ink on his hand to smear some of his face.
Yu Zile: "I see that the valley lines in this painting are fine and even, as if they are flying out of the mountains, and there is the momentum of Lingyun, which makes people feel comfortable and pleasant to the eyes, which shows that my brother's painting skills are very good." Mi Zi changed his mouth to the title of "brother" close to him.
The scholar was a little surprised, and said, "Praise and praise." This is a nonsense when I am bored, how can it have such a deep meaning, will it not kill me!"
Mi Zi said: "My brother is usually like this, I don't get used to it, hehe"
The scholar's sudden heart slowly eased a little, and he smiled: "What you said is very true. I will take heed that I will not be parted with you any more. β
Yu Zi felt funny, laughed out loud, and said: "My brother seems to be a person from another world who doesn't eat fireworks in the world." She had already had an idea in her mind.
The scholar couldn't help but praise: "Yu Zi, you are so good-looking!" I can't wait to appreciate Ji Zi as a heaven-sent treasure slowly, but I am afraid of being rude and abrupt beauty!
Yu Zi said: "Is there one? You are also poor~"
The scholar said: "What I said is true, and I really feel this way in my heart. "The face is full of sincerity, not like a fake.
Mi Zi is still not used to being praised directly like this, but seeing the scholar's naΓ―ve attitude, he doesn't care, but he doesn't know what to talk about, so he says, "I'm leaving!"
The scholar is very depressed, although he has a preference for art, but he is a man and a beautiful woman beside him, so he naturally hopes to talk to the beautiful woman on this breezy and white cloud day, but the beautiful woman wants to leave, and he can't force him to stay, so he has to give a low "oh" sound.
If you are a playboy, if you are willing to let you stay, you will be flamboyant, and you will definitely say sweet words to save yourself, and he will definitely say: "Good sister, since you are here, stay for a while, brother will play with you for a while and chat." "Hehe, his sweet mouth is really not honest.
The scholar waited for a long time, but he didn't see Yu Zi move her beautiful feet, looked up, saw that Yu Zi was stunned, and said, "Is Yi Zi willing to stay?"
Before the change, Mi Zi must be gone, she is straightforward by nature, and she doesn't want others to see her ashamed and stupid. But now, she secretly made up her mind.
She said, "Since my brother has done a good job, let's draw a full-body portrait of my sister." β
The scholar couldn't help but be overjoyed, and his depressed expression swept away. Scholars can't imagine that what they have learned comes in handy, allowing beautiful women who usually don't have a chance to spend time alone with them for a while. It's just that he never dreamed that the greater "welfare" was still to come, and it was brought to him by Mi Zi.
Mi Zi said: "I'm afraid there are others here, my brother can change a clean place to paint for me." β
The scholar didn't think much about it, and said, "What you said is very true. There is a small flat area behind the house, no one knows, it is a quiet place, let's go there and paint for Yu Zi. β
It is indeed a secluded place, with a view of the mountains and half of the house.
The scholar brought a long bench and said, "Sit down, I'll paint." Seeing that Yu Zi was puzzled, he hurriedly continued to explain: "Fast painting is to finish painting in one or two hours, and slow painting is meticulously crafted, and you can't paint it unless it is half a month or a month." β
Ji Ziwaner: "With my playful nature, I'm afraid I can't stand the meditation of half a month and January, so let's draw it quickly." β
The scholar was a little lost, it seemed that it was impossible to get along with the beautiful woman for half a month and a month, but he was also a faint loss, and said busily: "Okay, let's start quickly." β
As soon as Mi Zi sat down, the scholar was about to start writing and asked, "Brother, is this the beginning?"
The scholar said, "That?"
"I'm not going to paint one kind, I'm going to paint another." The scholar said, "Which one?" Mi Zi blushed and said, "Which one." The scholar still didn't think about it, and said, "I don't know what kind of sister Mi Zi wants to paint? full body, half body, sitting, lying down?"
His breathing suddenly became heavy, and the male reaction occurred suddenly.
He saw that Yu Zi, who had turned her back, slowly took off her coat, and what met his eyes was a perfectly smooth and flawless jade back that trembled gently, and the assembly-like back shape suddenly made him hold his breath. He knew that Yu Zi was struggling inside, but his high sense of smell of "art" let him know that this "work of art" would be pregnant with difficulties and very precious displays in front of him.
After a long time, when he finally saw the clear and declutterless "artwork" that had gone through a series of "dusts" completely turned around and faced him head-on, it was so perfect that he was about to suffocate. He seemed to be the happiest treasure digger in the world, and he didn't dare to blink for a long time when he saw the rare treasures unearthed.
The male cell struggled with the cell of his art, and finally the cell of art overcame, and he took a deep breath, ran back to his case, and began to paint according to the "work of art".
Yu Zi had been turning around with his head bowed and his eyes closed, and great courage supported him. She was forced to be looked at by the adulterer, she was looked at by the eldest brother Bai Xiong as she liked, and she was unconsciously looked at by the playboy, so it took her courage to be looked at by the scholar, and it was she who took the initiative to abandon her shame to "seduce" him, and she was afraid that the scholar would impulsively hug her and let her scream and run away.
When she heard the footsteps running to the painting case, and secretly saw the scholar slowly breathing calmly and painting seriously, her heart was a little calm, but the flush on her face never subsided.
The scholar recited the poem: "The shadow in my heart is full of illusions, and I have turned into a beautiful woman." Just like the moon on the mountain of Dongshan, gently walk out of the highest peak. β
An hour later, he saw the "artwork" coming towards him, and he said, "Don't move, stick to it, and the painting will be done." The scholar held the painting in his hand, froze next to his legs, and said in a panic: "Don't, don't!" β
The scholar saw that there were some goosebumps on Mi Zi's smooth skin, and knew that it was not easy for Mi Zi, so he immediately put his mind down and hugged the naked Zi with a paintbrush.
Like a flood bursting the embankment, as soon as it touched Yu Zi's skin, the scholar's hand that did not hold the brush seemed to be out of his control, greedily stroking Yu Zi's body.
Yu Zi saw that the self in the painting was lifelike, the beauty of women was painted as soft as water, and several mysterious parts of women were also divinely shining, as if the gods descended to earth, and the Virgin Mary returned.
Yu Zi was touched, although she felt that the scholar's fingers were also a little icy and a little weird, but in front of this picture, she didn't feel embarrassed, and said, "This painting is missing something!"
The scholar's hand had just touched her chest, and she was climbing the peak, and the blood was no longer in her brain, and when she heard this, she asked, "But I don't know what is missing?"
Yu Zi didn't answer, he sent the scholar's hand to his "peak", his body didn't move, he turned his face away, pouted with his red lips and kissed it, touching the painting. The portrait left a bright red lip print on the lip, saying, "This is missing!"
She also pouted and kissed the scholar, saying, "My brother is also missing this!" When the red lips sealed the scholar's lips, the scholar was impulsive, picked up Yu Zi and entered the room, got into bed, and covered the quilt...
**After a short time, the scholar said in annoyance: "I'm sorry, I'm so sure, I'm really useless~~" I'm really useless~" I'm sorry to say: "Hehe, brother, don't call me Zi, call me sister." I can't blame you, I was already in pain and couldn't stand too much. Don't worry, you're great!" The scholar was grateful for Yu Zi's thoughtfulness, and he felt that she was precious, so he really regarded her as a work of art, and then he kept stroking, from head to foot, and from foot to foot, over and over again, without getting bored.
"Brother, I have someone I like in my heart, you know, it's my eldest brother. Promise me not to tell anyone about us. In front of the scholar who didn't understand women, Mi Zi told him the love in his heart.
"Sister, don't worry, I will keep it a secret, and I will love my sister for the rest of my life. β
While they were immersed in it, the "Ten Thousand Ears Spy" Bian Fu stole the purple nude painting outside the hut, and simply made the scene that created the illusion that the painting paper was blown away by the wind.