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| | The world of mortals is lucky to know the painting (13th Feb 23 at 2:07am UTC) | | The jade version is tidying up the pen and ink paint scattered everywhere, Wen Yan puts down the thing in the hand, then way: "The soul is like the illusion like the true place." Without waiting for his voice to fall, he left it blank and recited in a loud voice: "It is intended to be at arm's length." The pure end looked that only left oneself and the ink and wash, slowly read a sentence: "The plain ruler has no chance to know the beautiful brocade." The ink and wash thought for a moment and said, "It's just right to use the name of one of us as a conclusion: the world of mortals is lucky to know the painting." Danqing pushed aside the cups and plates on the table, opened the interlayer paper from the rib, and took two pens, one healthy and one soft, at hand. The jade plate and the blank space scrambled to spread out the inkstone color dish for use. Seeing that he was going to paint, the brothers had some expectations in their hearts and gathered around him to wait for him to write. Picking up the long hair pen, Danqing looked at it one by one with a pair of shining eyes and a smile. Everyone he saw felt warm in his heart, as if he saw infinite care, attachment and blessing from his brilliant eyes. It was not until he lowered his head, sketched the outline of all the people, and depicted the appearance and manner of each person that everyone slowly came to their senses. After a while, the person in the pen has been in high spirits, looking forward to the laughter, time seems to have stopped, and the beautiful moment is left on the paper forever. After the lines were outlined, Danqing took the flexible sheep's hair pen, dipped it slightly in light ink and color,aluminium tile trim profiles, dyed it slightly in the sideburns, facial features, belts and other places, and drew a big copper stove in the middle. The red charcoal fire reflected every young face, and the breath of youth flowed on the whole paper. For a moment, everyone was silent. The previous happiness, at the moment of experience, did not seem to feel unusual. At this time,metal trim manufacturers, it reappeared on paper and suddenly became extremely precious. The vivid picture tells everyone that such a warm, comfortable and happy moment has gone forever. In the long life ahead, this scene may be difficult to have. Ink and wash went to Danqing's side, and thin gold handed over the pen. He closed his eyes slightly, as if afraid of being burned. Moments later, he opened his eyes and inscribed the poem composed of the brothers on the painting: The colored glaze starts with green fermented grains, It is full of Jiangnan people who are not old. The moonlight flows and the frost is better than the snow. The fragrance of flowers enters the inkstone and the ink contains spring. The place where the soul is like illusion and reality. It is intended to be at arm's length. The plain ruler has no chance to know the beautiful scenery. The world of mortals is lucky to know the painting. Everyone looked at it for a long time, only to feel that everything was in silence. Suddenly there was a sound of footsteps, but it was Wang Ziyuan and Jiang Zixiu who came out of the inner room. Master, disciples are not talented. I give you a small gift. The ink and wash pulled the painting to avoid two steps and let the master and the host come to the table. Jiang Zixiu tapped the desktop with his finger: "The verve is perfect, and the calligraphy and painting are both excellent." Wang Ziyuan's eyes were clearly wet, but he deliberately put on a serious look: "The rhythm of the poem is a little less neat." "It's not like I'm going to Beijing to be the Number One Scholar, so why pay so much attention to it?". "These eight sentences are very rare because of their sincere feelings and appropriate meanings." Jiang Zixiu said as he picked up the painting and sent it to Wang Ziyuan's house. 12 On the thirteenth day of the first lunar month, Jiang Zixiu announced the whereabouts of the three of them. Ink and wash followed him to the capital. As for Shoujin and Liubai, they had planned to inform Shuzhou "Shuqiuzhai" to meet them. Later, they heard that "Xingyuan Escort Agency" had a trip to Shu recently, tile trim factory ,aluminium edge trim, which could take them with them, so they decided to let them go with the master who escorted the dart. The two of them had never traveled far since they learned the art, let alone traveled with Jianghu heroes. They were so excited that they were busy packing up and preparing to go on their way. Danqing slowly resumed his daily copying lessons, and the rest of the time he followed the ink and wash, talking to him one by one, or silently helping him when he packed up his things. Seeing that the luggage was almost packed, the two of them counted some odds and ends. Danqing caught a glimpse of ink and wash and put a flat cupronickel box into the bag. He stammered, "Elder Martial Brother, that.." That one "You mean the box of Qiongyu ointment?" Ink face expressionless: "Very good to use." "You, you, you," said Danqing in horror. "It's very cold in winter this year. I wipe my hands with it every day, but I don't have a frostbite.". The empty box was going to be thrown away, but then I saw that it was just right to hold one or two rectangular ink ingots, so I left it. Ink corners of the mouth bring out a hint of narrowness, "it's not in vain for the younger martial brother.".
” Dan Qing breathed a sigh of relief. Somehow, he thought of Fei Bai. His eyes darkened. "Elder Martial Brother went to the capital and had a chance to inquire about Fei Bai. I'm really not willing to let him die so unclearly." "You can rest assured." There is no change in the tone of ink and wash, but the expression is very solemn, "Moonlight flowing frost is better than snow". Isn't your poem the name of Feibai? "That's what it means." Dan Qing was silent for a while. "Look at Elder Martial Brother's words. There's another breakthrough." Ink and wash Wen Yan, put down things, pulled up a chair and sat down: "Danqing, half a year ago your painting was'someone without me ', imitating other people's style, and because you learned too much, you often swayed from side to side, and could not be from one to the end." What do you mean you can't stay together? Elder Martial Brother, please pay attention to your wording. Dan Qing murmured to himself, but seeing that the ink and wash were going to have a long talk in depth, he dared not interrupt casually. Looking at your painting a few days ago, today's painting should be to the realm of "I have no one", heart and hand in one, free and easy, others can no longer disturb you. Generally speaking, it is very good for a painter to do this. When can we achieve "people for me", "I have no people", constantly learn from each other, bring forth new ideas, is a great achievement. But "However, in our line of work, the taboo is to learn from each other and bring forth the new through the old." There was still an indelible resentment in the tone of the painting. Wrong Ga? Dan Qing's brain was a little short-circuited for a moment, and he stared at the Elder Martial Brother. Ink and wash looked at his hand and said softly, "Most people in our line of work are really not qualified to talk about learning from each other and bringing forth new ideas.". However, this does not necessarily mean that it is taboo. If you can "have both people and me, go in and out freely", when imitating, "there are people without me", lifelike and meticulous; when there is no need to imitate, "there are me without people", write my heart by hand,aluminum tile trim, free and carefree, where is the taboo? As long as your level is high enough and your mind is firm enough, it is not impossible. 。 jecatrims.com | |
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