1. Write accumulated verses about calligraphy, ink, paper, and inkstones
There are five weapons hidden in the heart of calligraphy, and there is no way to try.
The wine is like flags, drums, pens, knives and spears, and its power falls from the sky to the Milky Way. ——Lu You's "Inscription on the Cursive Script Written While Drunk" (I have a military strategy in my heart, but I want to try it out but there is no way, so I have empty ambitions.
Cursive writing is like marching to fight, and drinking wine before writing is like a soldier. The flags and drums in the center are majestic, the pens in the hands are like swords and guns of warriors, and their momentum is like the Milky Way pouring down from the sky.) Orchid Pavilion's cocoon paper enters Zhaoling, and the ruins in the world are like dragons.
Yan Gong’s reforms brought out new ideas, and the thin tendons penetrated into the bones like an autumn eagle. ——Su Shi's "Sun Xin Lao Qiu Mo Miao Pavilion Poems" (the original "Preface to the Lanting Collection" written on cocoon paper has been buried in Zhaoling, and the glyphs of Wang Xizhi's dragon and tiger leaping are still left in the world.
Yan Zhenqing changed his calligraphy Create new ideas, the font is as strong as an eagle in autumn) Where is the ink on the screen, it is clear that it is full of traces.
Although it is dusty and stained, there are still thick ink marks. ——Han Xie's "Cursive Script Screen" Tears and ink spilled into a book, which will be sent to relatives thousands of miles away.
When the book is gone, the soul is also gone, and the whole body is suddenly empty. ——Meng Jiao's "Returning Letters" I also throw in a few pieces of paper with others, the world is too simple but not too empty - Ming Dynasty Wen Zhengming's "New Year's Greetings" does not seek to meet but to pay a visit, famous papers come to the house to fill the house - Ming Dynasty Wen Zhengming's "New Year's Greetings" The inkstone horse hair is covered with snow and sweat, the five-flowered money is swirled into ice, and the grass on the inkstone in the scene is condensed - Tang Dynasty Cen Shen's "Zou Ma Chuan Xing" to send the army to the Western Expedition/Zuo Ma Chuan Xing to send the doctor to the army "Western Expedition" The bamboo shadows on the window shake on the desk, and the sound of wild springs enters the inkstone pond - "Inscription on My Brother and Nephew's Book Hall" by Du Xunhe of the Tang Dynasty. 2. Verses praising pen, ink, paper and inkstone
The Four Treasures of the Study, Five Rhythms, Pen, Ink, Paper and Inkstone Hu Bingyan
Pen
The green bamboo turns into a jade tube, which is the unparalleled Four Virtues.
The ink is spread as you wish, and the hair is vigorous and joyful.
Briefly describe the dancing phoenix, and the leaping dragon as if it were shocking.
Excellent works will be preserved through the ages, and their charm will be passed down for thousands of years.
Ink
The mellow smoke has been refined for hundreds of years, and thousands of pestles and mortars have been hammered.
The rules are square and round, and flowers, birds, pine trees and cranes cuddle up.
Guixuan has a full flavor, and the sand musk deer gathers green roses.
The traces remain over the years, but the lingering fragrance still lingers.
Paper
The body is as thin as a wing, and the ink is splashed to make the painting.
The swan geese reported the news, and the poems were recited with exquisite rhyme.
Suitable for both refined and popular tastes, classics will last forever.
Bitter, spicy, sour and sweet things can endure through the ages.
Inkstone
Adhering to the timeless charm, the exquisite hand-painting is dignified.
Playing with friends for hundreds of years, plump and moisturizing.
Coiling dragons are making waves in the sea of ??ink, wild dew and black frost.
It is rich in spiritual energy and profound in elegance. 3. Does anyone have a famous saying about pen, ink, paper and inkstone?
: "If you don't see the shape of the characters, you can only see the spirit, which is the best." The Four Arts of the Study refers to piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.
The four objects in the study commonly refer to pen, ink, paper and inkstone. Same as "Four Treasures of the Study".
The four scholars commonly refer to pen, ink, paper and inkstone. Same as "Four Treasures of the Study".
The Four Scholars refer to pen, inkstone, paper and ink. The ancients jokingly called the pen the Marquis of Guancheng, Mao Yuanrui, the inkstone, Marquis Shixuzhong of Jimo, the paper, Marquis Chu Zhibai, the Haoji Marquis, and the ink, Marquis Yi Xuanguang, Songzi, hence the name.
The meaning of prose is written with ink, paper and inkstone. To the soul, it is another mouth and another window. Always maintain the desire to pour out, run horizontally and vertically, open and close.
He writes about the glory and dreams, the sublimity and the greatness of the world; he also never shy away from the weakness and despicability, complacency and violence in the dark night. Its tentacles are strong and strong, extending to every river in the country, so there is never a lack of moisture.
To the world of martial arts, it is another sword and another piece of propaganda. A strong wind is blowing, and the sword energy is like an orchid.
The faint and gentle whistling cuts through the frozen time, inputs the true energy, thaws the blood congestion, and activates the dying meridians of Jiangshan.
After that, I kept my strength and hidden my edge, retreated into the text, and devoted myself to the creation of fire.
Every bit of painting must be filled with tenacity, so that the magnificent mountains and rivers can be built. In the stormy and gloomy years, one light goes out, but the other light stays on unyieldingly in my heart.
Starting from a pen, how can the silent mouth no longer lose its soul, and let the old locust trees in the village bloom with fragrance proudly. The flowers are big and blooming like snow.
On the swaying land, patriots have raised their pens like rafters. The tip of the pen is like a sword, piercing the sky.
Mo Shang A prehistoric river, gurgling. Light and heavy, it shows the painted pottery patterns, oracle bone inscriptions and silk calligraphy and painting.
On the side of Zhongnan Mountain, pine smoke fills the sky with colorful graffiti. There are three thousand weak water, but only one scoop is taken.
On the shore of time, whose sigh is deep and sincere. But how many poets and poets were immersed in it and never came back.
In the sky with flying dragons and phoenixes, ink rain appears in profusion, and all at once the dynasties of Qin, Mu, Chu and Chu are represented. But with just one word, your boat will be lightened and your career will be ruined.
In a place where rivers and seas are turning upside down, is it windy, rainy or sunny? Who can understand the vicissitudes of life behind the paper? Who will understand the stinginess of cherishing Mo Rujin? Even though a drop of ink can penetrate the heart and echo the traces of history, how can it fill up the sunken and sunken eyes? On days when drops of water turn into ice, read by the stove. How should dry fingers grind the hot, shivering and condensed ink marks?
Paper words tell yourself to sink, walk on the back of a piece of paper, breathe, or drown. No more noise, even spitting out half a bubble is a kind of blasphemy.
You see, the fish wedding dress under the lotus leaf is as quiet and beautiful, letting the moonlight gurgling through like water, sleeping eyebrows. Many times, it is not only a road, a curved bridge, a mirror, even a handleless red umbrella, an emotional grave, a prayer church, but also a thermometer, a flame, a lintel, a garden and a wind chime.
Yet I wander, like an ethereal ghost, hungry and confused; yet I am mute, like the helpless gesture of an aphasic patient; looking around at a piece of paper, I fall into a colorless and tasteless swamp. Should I leave or start? , I will not be able to return to the original shore of time. Just like a pair of hands in love, trembling, but ultimately unable to draw the cross line leading to you.
Had no choice but to fall into a lonely castle. So what if we find the Dugu Nine Swords? There is no need to teach me the so-called Lingbo Weibu. What I face is just a piece of crumpled paper.
To cut into or open the secrets in the folds, it is not just the effort of your feet, but also tears and blood, silence and ambiguity, and even the last drop of time. Another wave came and engulfed me completely. I didn't have time to say goodbye to the world, so I sank quietly.
The Inkstone of Absence When I managed to squeeze out a few words between my teeth, I realized that I was speechless for a moment. Turning around, the wind-swept river has gradually dried up.
It once packed the secret history of a home, and also carried the glory and bitterness of the nation. Like pottery, like porcelain, or even more ancient, with the ebb and flow of the tide, a drop of ink is like a drop of black tears, moistening the vastness of five thousand years.
The pair of smoky ink hands in the Zhongnan Mountains have already disappeared; the bare feet on the Miluo River have also disappeared into the endless sky; at the head of the Xunyang River, the autumn maple rustles; in the Lingting Ocean, There are sighs; the streets and alleys of Nanjing are filled with desolate bones. The history of China is always about an ink-colored river. When the fragrance disappears and the jade disappears, who will smash the overwhelmed ancient inkstone together and wipe out the resentment of one era after another? The bones are still there, the flames are still there, and the square Chinese characters are still there.
But where is the inkstone holding the ink? The source of the bumpy civilization is no longer there, so where will I dip my ink to revive my once anemic body in the wind. When the noisy and earnest eyes are struggling across the fast food box, please give me a happy beggar's body and let me return to the primitive cave.
In the embers of the burning wasteland, I will continue to cling to the pile of debris, just like guarding a dream that has been absent for too long and too deep. In the faint dream, a flesh-and-blood civilization river passes through my internal organs, shaping me into a cold reef, a concave and convex inkstone, and a gaze as deep as prehistoric times.
Across the ups and downs of the Central Plains, I look forward to a pair of wise hands writing me again. 4. Verses praising pen, ink, paper and inkstones
The inkstone of the Tang Dynasty was discovered in Jishan, Shanxi. Mi Fu’s "Yanshan Inscription" was deciphered. According to this newspaper, recently, the author saw a She inkstone of the Tang Dynasty in Jishan County, Shanxi Province. After careful observation, careful comparison, repeated demonstrations, and consultation with experts, we initially came to the conclusion that this inkstone is exactly the She inkstone described in the calligraphy work "Yanshan Inscription" by Mi Fu, a master of calligraphy in the Song Dynasty! This inkstone is 25 centimeters long, 13 centimeters wide and 15 centimeters high. The full text at the bottom of the inkstone is "Essence of the bones, moistening of the body, the third year of Taihe, Hongshan respects."
"The third year of Taihe" In 830 AD, Hongshan was an eminent monk in the Tang Dynasty. Wei Zhuang, a great poet in the Tang Dynasty, wrote a poem "Visiting Hongshan Monk but not encountering the jingshe". Based on this, it can be speculated that the eminent monk Hongshan must have given this inkstone to the royal nobles at that time! From the appearance, this inkstone is tough, moist and dense, with a Venus pattern in texture and a pale green color. It is the best among She inkstones! On the front of the inkstone, there is a sun pool in the middle for grinding ink and a moon pool below for storing ink. There is a dragon monster on both sides of the pool. There are dots of gold stars on the surface of the inkstone, like dragons swimming in the water. When clear water is poured into the Sun Pool to grind the ink, a trace like lightning appears. When the water is removed, the traces disappear automatically. Sun Pool and the Moon Pool Meaning the change of yin and yang, the overall shape of the inkstone is the shape of the Buddhist Taoist gate. All viewers are amazed, it is truly an eternal wonder! The full text of "Yanshan Inscription" by Mi Fu: "The five-color water floating Kunlun Lake in Yanshan is rising from the top of the black clouds, hanging dragons and strange flashing electric marks. It shakes the thick kunji and changes to the Taoist gate of Baojin Mountain.
After careful comparison, analysis, and deliberation, it can be preliminarily concluded that this Tang Dynasty She inkstone is exactly the She inkstone described in Mi Fu's "Yanshan Inscription". , astringent without leaving a pen."
"Breaking the air makes you dry", "buttoning it is like the sound of gold, caressing it is like soft skin." Ancient literati and bachelors such as Ouyang Xiu, Su Dongpo, Mi Fu, etc. all regarded She Inkstone is a treasure, and there are many poems about it.
Facing this treasure, the author is full of emotions, you are finally going to be recorded in the history together with "Yanshan Inscription"! Everyone is feasting their eyes, and we have made an appointment with the collector. Collection and appraisal experts from all walks of life are welcome to come to Jishan, Shanxi, to view the Tang She inkstone. 5. Does anyone know the poem about pen, ink, paper, and inkstone?
·Brush, ink, paper, inkstone Type: Poetic style and rhyme Author: Dongfang Yihe Qiyi (Yongbi) There are more than three people living in a humble house, and there is no competition between wealth and poverty.
Somewhat beautiful, one. The ruler is pregnant with his body. The words are spoken among the flowers, and the spring is flying on the paper.
I don’t care about the pen, but I choose the pen. The fragrance brings out the grace of writing, and the wonderful work comes from the pine smoke. /p>
Because the sage of calligraphy is drunk, how can the flower fairy be beautiful? The five colors of reality and black and white have been used for thousands of years.
The third one is leaning on the paper. The breeze is still, and the water is as quiet as snowflakes.
Who is the most beautiful in this world?
p> Fourth (Ying Inkstone) The size is round, the pottery contains smoke, the diameter is short, the person is short and the inkstone is high.
If I drink the water of the Three Rivers, I will be able to speak a thousand words. This thing cannot be replaced by the purple robe.
6. The poem that begins with pen, ink, paper and inkstone, such as pen,
"pen"
Thoughts live in seclusion in the soul
Burning in the heartbeat...
One shot
Straight
Straight
Character
I must have lost some weight
>But extremely wise
Strong and hale and hearty
That character
Still as calm as a mountain in all weathers
That character
Joy and sorrow concern the world
Sinked by the Miluo River
Tempered by the bright moon of the Qin Dynasty
Stained by the snow and blood of the Han Dynasty Passed
Passed by Li Bai's drunkenness
Passed by the waves from the east of the Yangtze River
Passed by the heart of loyalty
Passed by the wind and rain I survived with the sound of reading
I have been through a dream of Red Mansions
That character
Lingding is a bit lonely, right?
But I never live in order to be heard. Destroy eyebrows
Never break your waist for five pecks of rice
Never make a concubine smile
The character's character
has the high mark of six dragons returning to the sun on the top
and the winding and turning back to Sichuan below
The feather fan and silk scarf
The character of the character
The leisurely mind of the heaven and the earth
The organ of creation is painfully vented
The character of the character that calmly regulates the situation of the mountains and rivers
As soon as I unscrewed my head
I swallowed eight thousand miles of clouds and moons
I swallowed five thousand years of roaring tigers and roaring dragons
Swallowing ink like wine
That character
The scholar got angry and chatted
I just saw the delicate and soft pulse
Guidance Mountains and rivers
A sudden burst of color
"Ink"
Will hold Yuan Shouyi's life
Blessing of light
Grinding
Grinding the Weiyang of the Lingfu
Chaos of the Lingtai
Grinding the scholarly energy
Sacrifice oneself in darkness
Surrender to dripping breath
Hungry and thirsty heart
Surrender to silent dance
and boiling
Fresh blood dripping Opened
The souls of Nirvana roam across the mountains and rivers
Galloping Cangjie’s team
Weeping ghosts
Shocking gods
And bring out the purity of a world
Reopen the world
Let... the fish jump over the dragon gate
"Paper"
Life At the beginning
It was originally so white
Thin
An extremely pure soul
But it can’t stand up to the wind and rain of the world
What an insect and ant
Dust
Never talk about the pain of life
Only unfold the calmness of feelings
Tenderness
Clean up
Clean up all the wet souls
And let all the settled thoughts
and years
be in eternal love Middle
Penetration
"Inkstone"
Why should a room be elegant?
Color is emptiness... maybe
The essence is restrained
The heaven and earth begin to turn into a stone
Calm
As soon as the spiritual platform is opened
I stay up all night deep
The illusion of overcoming clouds and clear skies
Clouds are born and clouds are destroyed
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Loneliness is the best place to brew the nectar of ink and meaning
Brew the sharpness of the pen
The soul of writing
And emptiness is color... emptiness Embrace
Always like a valley
Accept the waves of hundreds of rivers
The setting sun on the long river
Calmness
Tolerance
The mourning platform was swept away
So many overturned past events and vicissitudes of life
But they were all washed away
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