First, the force penetrates the back of the paper.
Explanation: Pass: Pass. Describe the vigorous calligraphy, and the brush strokes almost penetrate the back of the paper. It also describes poetry as profound in conception and concise in words.
From: Tang Yan Zhenqing's Notes on Zhang Changshi's 12-sense brushwork: "When using the front, I often want to make it pass through the back of the paper, which is very successful."
When he writes, he often forces the ink to pass through the back of the paper, which is the highest level of success.
Second, get to the point [rê mê sā n f ē n]
Commentary: According to legend, Wang Xizhi wrote on the board, and when the carpenter carved, he found that the handwriting penetrated into the board for three minutes. Describe that calligraphy is very powerful. Nowadays, the problem of metaphor analysis is very profound.
From: Zhang Tang Huai Guan's Book Breaking Wang Xizhi: "Wang Xizhi's book is willing to be published, cut by workers, and the pen is incisive."
Translation: Wang Xizhi's calligraphy blessing edition, after the workers cut it, the pen and ink still infiltrated into the woodcut.
Third, dragon and phoenix dance []
Description: At first, it described the grandeur of mountains, and later it also described the boldness and agility of calligraphy.
From: stone "Table loyalty and righteousness": "Tianmu Mountain, flowers in the water, dragon and phoenix dance, collected from Lin 'an. "
Tianmu Mountain, the birthplace of carrying water, is majestic and winding, concentrated in Lin 'an.
Fourth, if you are alert.
Explanation: correction: vigorous. It is often used to describe the vigor of calligraphy or the beauty of dance.
From: Tang Fang Ling Xuan's Biography of the Book of Jin and Wang Xizhi: "You Lishan Shu is the best in ancient and modern times, and critics call it a pen gesture, thinking it is like a floating cloud and smart."
Translation: He is particularly good at official script, which is a hat of ancient and modern times. Researchers call it brushwork, and think that it is like a cloud, and the book style is vigorous.
Verb (abbreviation of verb) is strict.
Commentary: Yan: Tang Dynasty calligrapher Yan Zhenqing; Liu: Liu Gongquan, a calligrapher in the Tang Dynasty. Yan Liu's and Yan Liu's calligraphy are both powerful, but their styles are different. Also known as excellent calligraphy.
From: Song Fan Zhongyan's Bachelor of Arts in Sacrificing Stones: "The pen of the pen, Yan Gu."
Man Qing's calligraphy is as powerful as Yan Liu's, but it has a different style.
2. Describe a person's well-written words, sentences and ancient poems. What is the force that penetrates the paper?
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Tou: yes. Describe the vigorous calligraphy, and the brush strokes almost penetrate the back of the paper. It also describes poetry as profound in conception and concise in words.
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Explanation: Pass: Pass. Describe the vigorous calligraphy, and the brush strokes almost penetrate the back of the paper. It also describes poetry as profound in conception and concise in words.
From: Tang Yan Zhenqing's Notes on Zhang Changshi's 12-sense brushwork: "When using the front, I often want to make it pass through the back of the paper, which is very successful."
Ex: intention before writing.
◎ Zhao Qingyi's Ou Bei Shi Hua Volume 6
Grammar: subject-predicate type; As predicate, attribute and clause; Include praise
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Zhao Qingyi's "Ou Bei Shi Hua": "(Lu You Shi) is to be written first; Forced through the back of the paper. "
3. Praise beautiful words and be beautiful-describe delicate writing.
Flying like a dragon and a phoenix-the description is rough, but beautiful;
Iron-painted silver hooks-descriptive words are written with powerful strokes, vigorous and soft;
Through the back of the paper-describe the well-written words, strength, through the back of the paper;
Take a long snake with a pen-the description is well written, and the words written are like dragons and snakes;
Powerful.-strong handwriting.
Beautiful, incisive, moving like a dragon snake, flowing like clouds, writing like clouds, fresh and elegant, beautiful and tall.
Charming, casual posture, no shirt, no shoes, both Fiona Fang and, both rigid and soft, curved or straight, clearly pressing, rigid, thick, slender, not naughty, not violent, centered, not dry and moist, showing knots in the smoke, leave.
The Tibetan front is slightly exposed, and the exposed front is subtle, profound and rigid.
4. Five-word beautiful poems enjoy loneliness.
Experience loneliness
The king plays with moss.
You are Huan Zhu Guan Yu.
Dominate the world
Scream on the piano
The moon shines and the flowers fall.
The hidden killer in the mountains
Sunset covers your heart.
But my friend prince, will you? ?
Red beans send acacia
Acacia in dreams,
Pisces travels around the world
Oh, let them surprise your heart! .
He only stayed in Peach Blossom Country for one day.
Looking at the remnants of snow in the south
The white top is covered with floating clouds.
Add cold to you.
I guided my boat to a foggy island,
How wide the world is and how close the trees are to heaven.
How clear the moon is on the water! .
Ask how worried you are.
Looking at the bright moon in the sky,
Reflections on the underground of hometown.
But not the man she loves?
Singing a beloved old song,
People nowadays can't finish losing.
Clouds and storks,
Become a tenant of our world? !
When I walk in the cool autumn night,
Don't teach websites to lose.
I made up some of them for you. Although they are not very good, they are also dedicated.
I want to know you. Long life will not die, mountains will not fall, rivers will not dry up, there will be lightning in winter, rain and snow in summer, and heaven and earth will be with you. Autumn is crisp, autumn is crisp, and the fallen leaves gather and disperse, which surprised Western jackdaw in the west.
Acacia knows when to meet, and this night is embarrassing. I miss you, but I missed you.
Sauvignon blanc is like a memory, and short acacia is endless. If I knew this was a stumbling block, how could I not know each other before? Rain man is not afraid of life.
Live your dreams and get drunk. See the sea as waves, the heart as the moon, and the snow as a gift. You are charming, and I will never give up on you! When the invitation of life gradually moves from colorful to barren years, it will only become clear day by day, dear. Is there only one favorite? There is only one person at the ends of the earth. If there is no soul, what will you use to kill time? If there is no eternity, why should we be together? You can repeat your first love, but not your passion. You can repeat those regrets, but they are not your favorite. How can a flowering tree let you meet me at my most beautiful moment? For this reason, I have been chanting in front of the Buddha for 500 years, so let's form a dusty Buddha. So I became a tree, growing on the roadside where you must pass. These flowers were all my hopes in my previous life. When you approach, please listen carefully to the trembling leaves, which is my passion for waiting. When you finally walk past those friends who have fallen behind you, it is not petals, but my withered heart.
I miss you every day, but I can't see you, so I drink Yangtze River water. When will the water stop? When did this hatred ever happen? I only hope that your heart is the same as mine, and you will not live up to this mutual yearning.
The west wind still shines, the Han tomb is weak and the wind is suspicious, and the orchids are like towels. Sitting alone also means that Chu people want to hear Yao's grievances. Xiaoxiang looked for cinnamon in the mountain temple in the middle of the night in the moonlight, and watched the tide on the pillow in the county pavilion.
When to revisit it, think about it, hate it, and don't stop until you come back. It's dusk when people lean against the building in the moonlight, so it's not boring to lean against the door to cross Qian Fan alone. The slanting light is full of water, and the heartbroken white frequency island has not yet returned. When I return home, I have to be heartbroken, so I plan to marry her and rest for life.
Even if you are mercilessly abandoned, you can't be ashamed of the waning moon. Don't cry. There are many words and feelings. In retrospect, I remember the green silk dress and every wish I made in front of the grass pillow everywhere. I wanted to have a rest until the green hills were rotten, and I wanted her husband to come back early, but I was deeply interested in letting me look back at the blue sky.
Heritage is a double emerald. Riding on an elephant's back often leads to disease and alcohol before it blooms. I don't care how many tears Zhu Yan shed in the mirror. I don't want to hate it I leaned against it and kept cutting. I'm still a mess. It's sadness.
Don't have a general taste in your heart and ask yourself how much you can worry about, just like a river flowing eastward alone, a boundless mountain and river is easy to see when it is difficult. Spring water is gone, and it is difficult for the slaves of heaven and earth to come out. I teach you to pity the lonely people in the alley and hope that tobacco will be depressed.
The stove is fragrant, and the phoenix is lingering. Holding the ribbon empty, looking back and hating me, I will change my mind. For your heart, I will know when to stop remembering the dark green poplar grass. Tears and sadness have been broken before. In the past years, I was tired of perfume bottles. This fragrant bottle is afraid of resting alone on the moon floor, and the wine will turn homesick tears. If you practice tonight, you will be drunk for a long time.
Tears come before wine. The night is deep, the lights are gone, the lights disappear between the lights, but I lean on the pillow and chat to sleep. This endless loneliness really makes the taste of loneliness similar.
Everyone has come to this matter, and there is no plan not to send Chunchun back. It hurts the scenery when the mirror approaches at night. In the latter part of the past, I was helpless in saving flowers, and I came back with my face, which was deja vu. Wandering alone in the small garden, the bright moon doesn't know whether to stay or hate. The oblique light is too bright. Zhu Hu wants to send colorful stationery and rulers. The mountains are long and the waters are wide, and he knows where to hate and be less happy. He is willing to love his daughter and smile. Drink for you to persuade the sunset, leave a sunset photo and let the flowers shine in the wind and rain.
It closes at dusk, and there is no plan to stay in spring. Tears ask the flowers to be silent, and the red flies over the swing and gradually stays sad. The distance is like spring water, and tears are scattered into tourists. At first, I felt that if spring was in a hurry, this hatred was endless.
This year's flowers are more popular than last year's, but unfortunately, next year's flowers will be better. I didn't know who sent you home in spring and sent you home again. When you go to the south of the Yangtze River to catch up with spring, you must leave your friends alone in spring. Tonight, the rain swallows fly together, leaving a picture of Yinggang. If you are afraid of meeting each other, it's like dreaming. It's hard to forget when your pillow is waiting for you. Even if you are heartbroken, you won't draw a painting hall for Zhu Hu, and the spring breeze will last for ten years. You will never think of it, but you will never forget the Xiao Xuan window. You are dressing up.
I don't care about anything, but a thousand tears don't seem to be huayang, but a little tears, which make people pick up all the cold branches and refuse to live. On the lonely sandbar, on the cold branches, there is little willow cotton blowing. There is plenty of grass in the sea, and life is empty and there is nowhere to think. Only dreams come and go, more afraid, Jiang stopped the closest feelings, secretly heartbroken. Qingzun Su Ying has long been willing to sigh with beautiful dreams. Thin, thin plum blossom, ice melt and drain, the east wind turns dark in the new year. If the relationship between the two is long-lasting, why not stay for the teenager sooner or later and hate you? I will burst into tears when I rest, and I will never stop. When can you see me again? The crying mark on the sleeve is very helpless. Tired, Dongfeng's tears ruined his life, just a few dusk grasses. Hey, the old building is new and long.
Lying in an empty bed listening to the rain from the south window, whoever picks up the lamp to mend clothes at night will miss the place, and Lanzhou will urge him to send it. Hand in hand with tears at each other, wordless and sentimental, sad to leave since ancient times. What's more, it's a beautiful morning and a beautiful scene.
Even if you have a thousand amorous feelings, who can you tell, your heart will be broken, and you will know if you are alone. I regret not locking the carved saddle in the grass-colored smoke. No one will lean against the fence without saying anything.
The belt is getting wider and wider, and it will never go out, which makes people haggard for Iraq. The fragrance is not in the core, the fragrance is not in the calyx, and the fragrance in the bones is full of golden clothes in spring. Who knows that Mrs. Wei is haggard and tired in Jiangnan, which is unbearable. She misses the moon, holds hands with the pavilion, smells the flute on the bridge, thinks about the past, dreams, and tears leave her hometown. Although my body doesn't have bright wings like a phoenix, I can feel the harmonious heartbeat of the sacred unicorn. When can she go? If love lasts for a long time, she will sooner or later. It used to be difficult for sea water to touch water. Looking for her in the crowd, I suddenly turned around, but that person was hard to get rid of in the dim light.
The heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot in it. We hope to fly in heaven, two birds become one and grow on the earth, two branches of a tree. ..
Life and death are generous, and Zi Cheng says. Hold your hand and grow old with your son.
Ultima Thule is still far from the end, only the mind is infinitely long, and there is no time. There is no doubt about love when you are married.
Overlapping tears and sealed inscriptions, there is only love in life. We hope to fly in the sky, like two birds, with the same wing; We hope to grow together on the ground, like two branches of a tree. Love is invisible.
6. What are the poems with good metaphors?
Full pen and ink: pen and ink are used freely and full. Describe calligraphy and poetry.
The dragon and snake in the pen: the dragon and snake jumped into the pen. Describe the vigorous and free brushwork of calligraphy. Also for the conductor.
Huang Ting: There is the Taoist classic Huang Tingjing, and the Jin people have the lower case Huang Tingjing. In the old days, there was an idiom to comment on calligraphy: "Writing Huang Ting at first is just right". Later, the metaphor was just right.
Spring earthworm autumn snake: metaphor for poor calligraphy, bending like the trajectory of spring earthworm autumn snake.
The sword has been drawn and the bow has been drawn. Describe the situation as tense and explosive. Later, it also refers to the vigorous and magnificent calligraphy.
7. Sentences describing beautiful words: 1. The brushwork is magnificent and the posture is changeable. Out of carelessness, he forgot his palm, which is the most vivid and perfusion feature.
2, the pen walks the dragon snake, iron painting silver hook. 3. Gu Mo lightly grinds a few perfumes, and the new bath in the inkstone pool is full of light. 4. Or strong or tactfully, or graceful beauty, or strong men, or spring breeze, or deep and cold when the north wind enters the customs.
5. Pick up the pen and daub it a few times, and a flying dragon will pop up on the paper. The dragons he painted are lifelike, magnificent and varied.
Chen Rong often doesn't draw the whole dragon, or the dragon's head, or the dragon's claws, flickering, as if to smell its sound, as if to see its shape, and splashing ink into clouds, spraying water to melt the fog, which is wonderful, and it is called "Suo Wenglong" (as Chen Rong said). 6, the teacher's words, like petals, the farther the fragrance, the more fragrant.
7, the teacher's words, is a symbol of the years, a bold pen. 8, your word dragon and snake race, wear out the iron inkstone.
9. His handwriting is simply excellent. 10, her handwriting swept away, magnificent.
1 1, her writing style is colorful and her personality is flamboyant. 12, her fluent writing awakened the dreamer.
13, his written language is not surprising and endless. 14, her words are too complicated to add a word and too simple to delete a word.
15, her handwriting is really wonderful and admirable. Common fonts are: cursive script, official script, regular script, running script and so on.