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Seeing that He Wanyi was a little nervous, Tian Mengmeng whispered: "Sister Yi, don't worry. You also saw his calligraphy works at Brother Meng's place this morning. Compare them. Who will lose and who will win? Don't you know yet? ?¡±
He Wanyi said with some worry: "But what Zitao wrote in the morning was all cursive. These eight methods of Yongzi should be used when practicing block letters, right?"
"Sister Yi, it seems that you don't know much about cursive writing. Let me explain it to you."
Tian Mengmeng explained with a smile: "Generally speaking, before learning cursive script, you need to lay a good foundation in regular script and practice running script well so that you can control the stipples. It is easy to become incompetent when writing cursive script without a foundation in regular script and running script." "
"In addition, it is best to have some basic knowledge about seal script and official script, because some cursive scripts are directly derived from seal script, and some inherit official script, because Jincao comes from Zhangcao, and Zhangcao comes from official script. Therefore, if you want to practice cursive script well, you need to I have to learn a lot of basics, especially regular script, which is the foundation among the basics.¡±
"For Brother Meng's cursive writing to be as good as it is now, I think it's impossible for him to be bad at all. Besides, it was Brother Meng who proposed using the word 'Yong' to compete. He must have done it because he was confident, so Just be at ease."
He Wanyi felt much relieved after hearing this explanation.
At the same time, Meng Zitao concentrated on the calligraphy and wrote the first stroke of the word "Yong", a dot, a horizontal stroke Every stroke was integrated with Meng Zitao's understanding of calligraphy.
When the first pen was written, Mr. Wang and others were shocked. At this moment, their minds were all firmly attracted by the handwriting on the paper. A seemingly simple word made them feel something that was beyond words. The realm of calligraphy.
I can only see the word "Yong", which is like the eyes of a beautiful woman, shining with hope; horizontally like clouds thousands of miles away, faintly visible; upright like a long-lived withered vine, persevering; picked like a whip to spur a horse, free and easy; hook like a sword. The forward stroke is sharp and sharp; the long stroke is like a bird flying down, fast and sharp; the short stroke is like a bird pecking an object, swift and powerful; the last stroke of "nup" at the end is like a force like a cracked silk, with the force outside the crack.
At the end, Mr. Wang and others were so intoxicated that they could not extricate themselves from the artistic conception.
At this time, Zhou Ziju had also put away the brush in his hand. When he looked at the paper in front of Meng Zitao, his mind was also shocked. He stared at the word "Yong" with an expression of disbelief.
Zhou Ziju and Mr. Wang¡¯s strange behavior made the surrounding guests realize what was happening.
At this time, the discerning people have already seen the gap between Zhou Ziju and Meng Zitao from the characters. Although the rest of the people have no basis in calligraphy, they can still see the clues by comparing the two characters "Yong" on the left and right.
After all, good words can give people a pleasing feeling without much explanation. When comparing the two, to be honest, there is really not much comparison. It is clear at a glance who wins and who loses.
After the shock, Zhou Ziju just sighed. He knew that he had lost. He lost to a young man in his early twenties. The key point was that he was convinced because he knew that no matter how much his calligraphy improved, he could no longer reach the level of Meng Zitao. Such a height.
"I lost this competition. As the old saying goes, the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, and each wave is stronger than the last. I admire you!"
Although this result was completely beyond everyone's expectations and made everyone feel incredible, however, the words were written by Meng Zitao himself, and there was no possibility of forgery. No matter how hard everyone found it unbelievable, they had to admire Meng Zitao. His calligraphy is really amazing.
"How can this be!"
However, for Zhou Yi, he obviously did not agree with the result and said loudly: "Who is he! Grandpa, how could you lose to him!"
"Snapped!"
"You bastard!" Zhou Ziju slapped Zhou Yi hard: "Are you blind? You can't even tell the quality of your hyphens? Is your face so important that you don't tell the difference between right and wrong?! "
Zhou Yi covered his face with his hands and said with red eyes: "I just don't accept it. In our Quancheng calligraphy community, who doesn't know that you were a monk halfway? Your main experience was spent in cursive script. He only used the word 'Yong' to compete with you. It's basically Just have ulterior motives!¡±
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Zhou Yi's excuse makes sense in the eyes of outsiders, but in the eyes of insiders, it's just a joke. Zhou Ziju doesn't believe that Zhou Yi, who has gone through orthodox training, doesn't understand. With this performance, he has lost his mind. Zhou Ziju was so angry that his fingers were trembling, and he wanted to go up and slap Zhou Yi a few times.
Mr. Wang and others quickly stopped Zhou Ziju. Mr. Qin said to Zhou Yi seriously: "Xiao Zhou, A person must be able to take things and put them down. No one in society will look down on those who cannot afford to lose! "
Zhou Yi just stood there without saying a word. Judging from his stubborn expression, he probably still hadn't changed his mind.
Zhou Ziju was so angry that he felt that his face had been humiliated by Zhou Yi. At the same time, he felt very regretful. He usually doted on Zhou Yi too much, and now he was like this because he didn't educate him well. He was reaping the consequences.
At this time, Meng Zitao said with a smile: "Then I will write another poem in cursive script to thank Lingyun "Prince Jin Zan"."
When Mr. Wang and others saw what Meng Zitao said, their eyes lit up, and they were looking forward to Meng Zitao's cursive writing. Meng Zitao mastered the eight methods of the word "Yong" superbly, and he should also have a good performance in cursive writing.
So, Ma Huayu quickly asked someone to replace the paper with new paper. Meng Zitao held the pen and pondered for a while. Suddenly his momentum changed and he started to write.
According to the "Tao Jing" records: Prince Jin ascended to immortality in the 27th cave of Tongbai Mountain at the north gate of Tiantai Mountain. Tongbai Jinting Cave is the place where Prince Jin ruled. Prince Jin was the eleventh prince of King Ling of Zhou Dynasty. His courtesy name was Zi Qiao. He was the first ancestor of the Wang family. There is a saying that he was promoted to immortal prince. According to the Taoist "Yunji Qizhu", the twenty-seventh Jinting cave is three hundred miles around. It is called Jinting Chongmiaotian and is located in Yan County, Yuezhou.
And according to "Shan Lu": To the east is Danchi Mountain, which is covered with green and misty clouds. It is also the palace of gods. Seventy miles east of the county, the old Tongbai Mountain was changed to Danchi in the sixth year of Tang Tianbao. According to research, this place is the current Wanghanling in Shaxi, Xinchang, the former residence of Wang Xizhi, a descendant of Prince Jin. Prince Jin and Wang Xizhi both had a close relationship with Tongbai Jinting, now Wanghanling.
Xie Lingyun, a famous scholar in the Eastern Jin Dynasty, once wrote "The Prince of Jin Praise": The beauty of a lady is not bad, and it will be difficult for thousands of years. The Imperial Palace is not cheap, how can it be as high as heaven? The prince returned to Qingkuang, and there was a real uproar in the area. When Xuan saw the floating hill, he turned over it together with you. It expresses the admiration and yearning for the prince to be promoted to immortality and transcend the secular world.
The famous calligrapher Zhang Xu of the Tang Dynasty wrote "Prince Xie Lingyun Jin Zan" in cursive script as the third of the "Four Ancient Poems". The strokes throughout the text are vigorous, ups and downs, intertwined with movement and stillness, and the paper is full of clouds and smoke. It is the pinnacle of cursive writing, vividly reproducing the poetic purpose, poetic flavor and poetic mood of Xie Lingyun's "The Prince's Praise".
Meng Zitao's "Prince Jin Zan" is written in modern cursive, and the whole page is written in one go. The ink is thick and light, moist and dry, and the five colors are radiant, all showing divine splendor. The brush strokes are like divine power sending messengers, all five combinations, upright, sideways, smooth, reverse, and light. , heavy, empty, real, all unsatisfactory.
It can be said that the use of the brush is thick, slow, heavy, round, strong and old; the use of ink is smooth, magical and moist. Although the whole text is different from poetry, it still gives people a different artistic conception, which makes people indulge in it.
In the eyes of everyone, the curves in Meng Zitao's paintings are as touching as the flying dragons and snakes. Everyone is drunk and crazy, and their minds are ups and downs with the handwriting, as if they have entered a fascinating world of calligraphy.
It wasn¡¯t until Meng Zitao stopped writing that everyone woke up one after another.
"Good! Good! Good!" Wang Laolian said three good words, but it was still difficult to express his excitement.
"As the old saying goes, a flower makes a world, but in your writing, a word makes a world. This is a realm that I can only hope to achieve. It's amazing! I admire it!"
Mr. Qin was also so excited that he couldn't help himself. He didn't know what better words to use to express his feelings.
"You've received the award, Mr. Meng." Meng Zitao quickly said a few words modestly, while also acting very indifferently.
Meng Zitao's attitude greatly increased everyone's goodwill. A young man can achieve his current achievements and be very humble without being arrogant. What else is there to say.
At this time, Mr. Wang suddenly said: "Little brother, I have a heartfelt request. I wonder if this painting with the character 'Yong' and the "Prince Jin Praise"can be given to me?"
There was no mention of the word "buying and selling" in Mr. Wang's words, because for him, the insights these two pieces of calligraphy gave him could not be bought with money.
When Mr. Qin heard this, he became a little anxious: "Old Wang, you want to take it all for yourself, how shameless! Since you are unkind, don't blame me for being unjust. Little brother, I have a painting of Tang Bohu's "The Running Script" "Books and Poems" hand scroll, I wonder if you are willing to exchange it?"
Actually, Mr. Wang definitely wouldn¡¯t want these two works in vain. Being a cultural person, he was a bit reserved so he didn¡¯t say it explicitly. Mr. Qin must seize this opportunity at this time. The reason why he took out Tang Bohu's "Self-written Poems in Running Script" was because Meng Zitao's cursive writing level was already so high. The significance of taking out cursive writing works is not as great as running script works. .
This is also a matter of opinion, because to Mr. Qin and others, no matter how important Tang Bohu's works are, they are not as important as their perceptions.
And when it comes to value, the current value of Meng Zitao's calligraphy works may not reach the level of Tang Bohu, but at his level, it is certainly impossible to remain unknown. Not surprisingly, as time goes by, the value of the works will definitely increase. It will get higher and higher, and it is possible to surpass Tang Bohu in the future.
No matter what, Mr. Qin feels that he is not losing money by such an exchange, but it is a bit incredible for the guests around him (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)For us, no matter how important Tang Bohu's works are, they are not as important as their perceptions.
And when it comes to value, the current value of Meng Zitao's calligraphy works may not reach the level of Tang Bohu, but at his level, it is certainly impossible to remain unknown. Not surprisingly, as time goes by, the value of the works will definitely increase. It will get higher and higher, and it is possible to surpass Tang Bohu in the future.
No matter what, Mr. Qin feels that he is not losing money by such an exchange, but for the guests around him, it is a bit incredible (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com