The two gorges in Hengyang are steep and have more than 10,000 blue walls. Among them, cursive script is unique to Huai Su. Huai Su is 5' 4, chewing soup and chanting. The bronze bottle in the west is resting in a leisurely room, and the spot tube is full of escape. Or pink walls or colorful letterheads. What's the difference between mallow silk and silk? Suddenly, the style is as easy as an electric switch, and it is even more flying. Cold apes shake dry vines with drinking water, while strong men pull out mountains and stretch iron. Don't you see, Zhang Zhi was once called the only saint; Have you noticed that Zhang Xu is getting old recently? The two masters are precious to artists, and Huai Su's works are authentic. The towering sea and mountains suddenly turned into stones by the lake. One vertical and one horizontal, one vertical and one horizontal. Linjiang does not envy flying sails, and the pen is as long as a shower. I like to get to know each other in this state. I see how clever cursive is. Huai Su and Huai can't get it, and the book turns to the next phase.
Cao Bai
The young master's name is Huai Su, and the cursive script is amazing. Mo Chi flies out of North Point Fish,
Pen Feng killed all the Zhongshan rabbits. It is cold in August and September, and the poems of drinkers are full of people.
Ma Ma silk row box, Xuanzhou inkstone color light. My teacher leaned against the rope bed when he was drunk.
Sweep thousands of sheets in an instant. Wind and rain shake the rustling, falling flowers and snow.
Stand up, don't stop by the wall. A row of numbers is as big as a bucket. Wandering is like listening to ghosts,
I always see dragons and snakes walking. The left plate and the right plate are like surprises, and they seem to attack Chu Han.
Every family in seven counties in Hunan has a barrier book. Wang,
How many waves have been named since ancient times? Zhang Dian died of old age, and I never forget what happened before.
Since ancient times, everything has been expensive, so why do you want to dance in Gong Sundaniang?
Drink the songs of the Eight Immortals
Du Fu
Riding a horse is like riding a boat.
Dizzy, fell into the well and slept underwater.
Ruyang's three fights began in the sky,
The road drools at the corner of the car.
I wish I could not move the capital to Jiuquan.
It takes thousands of dollars for Zuo Xiang to get rich.
Drinking like a whale,
The musical saint in the cup is called avoiding sages.
A handsome and beautiful boy,
Look at the sky with white eyes,
As bright as Yushu before the wind.
Embroidered Buddha for a long time before Su Jinzhai,
When you are drunk, you often love to escape Zen.
Li Bai has hundreds of poems about fighting for wine.
Go to sleep in a restaurant in Chang 'an,
When the emperor called, he didn't get on the boat.
Call myself Brewmaster.
Three cups of grass in Zhang Xu,
Before you take off your hat and show your head,
Waving paper like a cloud.
Five buckets of rice with scorched ears are outstanding,
Talk a lot, and your eloquence will surprise you.
Huai Su cursive master Song Zhu Kui
I was destined to be a monk for a few years, but once I thought of Lin Chisheng. Turning the wrist to destroy the front increases the battery rise, and the autumn cocoon paper often follows. Hengyang guest house came to visit the king after drinking a hundred cups. Suddenly I heard the spring wind flying and the paper falling like a kite. It is really helpful to describe this detachment and where the heart is going. The pen only looks at the induced current, and the word becomes a dinosaur. If the grotesque shape collapses, it will turn into a canopy and fly like a return air. Chang Song leans against the cloud wall, and the waves turn over the clouds to shock the sea rainbow. This year is less than this, and it is unparalleled in the past. Ghosts are wonderful when they cry, and the ghosts of Cui Cai are even more lifeless.
The snake ran away and found a place to sit down. The sound of showers and tornadoes was full.
At first, people suspected that the light smoke in Gu Song was very light. It was like a mountain that opened the Wan Ren Peak.
Cold apes drink water and shake the withered vines, while strong men pull out mountains and stretch out iron.
The pen only looks at the induced current, and the word is afraid of dragons.
Novelty and disorganization, ancient thinking and no ink. Drunk letter hand two or three lines, wake up but the book is not allowed.
Mutual affinity becomes strange, and grotesque becomes appropriate. Everyone wants to know the secret, but Huai Su didn't know it at the beginning of his speech.
There are dozens of powder wall corridors, full of enthusiasm. Suddenly called three or five times, the wall is full of words.
Chi Hao's sudden ink play ran away, and the room was full of voices.
(All the above are recorded from the "self-report post")
The following is part of the original text of the above poems.
Xu Yao, a cursive script written by Master Huai Su.
Novelty and disorganization, ancient thinking and no ink. Drunk letter hand two or three lines, wake up but the book is not allowed.
On Huai Su cursive master Dai Song's calligraphy
Huai Su, a monk of Chu, wrote cursive script, and the ancient method was completely new. Being sober and healthy, I am drunk and waving a healthy pen for me. From the beginning to the charm, spring blooms late. Suddenly, it was magnificent and dry, and the dragon, snake and beast stood tall. Chi Hao suddenly rushed to the ink drama, and he couldn't see it when he was full. Mutual affinity becomes strange, and grotesque becomes appropriate. Everyone asked the wise man, but Huai Su didn't know.
Send my nephew Huai Su back to his hometown for money.
Release my family's treasure and I'll have a rest. It's great to be able to translate the words of Brahma, and it's great to be Anh Thu. A distant crane has no companion, and a lonely cloud has no delivery. Crazy enough to despise the world, really drunk. Fei Xi has been away from home for a long time. He would rather be close at hand than be happy. Therefore, the pool is full of residual snow, and the cold willows are sparse. Shoujiu still has medicinal flavor, but fish is not recommended for breakfast. Far knowledge of Zen chanting, pen idle.
Huai Su cursive master Song Jidu.
The mad monk is crazy, likes leisure and hates work, and he is the only one who ruined the plan. Dragon and tiger are born ashamed of stippling, while thunder avoids sharpness. Fish paper silk is not expensive, but it is too cramped for children to play with. There are dozens of powder wall corridors, which make people feel small and open-minded. Young and old get together, the pillow is bad, and the scorpion is still half drunk. Suddenly called three or five times, the wall is full of words. Zhang Modian, what does Gongsun in Yexian mean? Like bears, like scorpions, like snakes. The content is to move ghosts and cry, and the wind will enter the forest. It's hard to say it's strange, and it's especially dry when you're surprised. The murderous crosswind is as fierce as the bitter crosswind. Plug grass flies away from desert frost, and it snows on Mount Huri. On the one hand, things can be turned into novelty, and the county kings and princes write poems together. A dead vine shames three houses, and a cold ape surprises a shower. In this life, artists are unpredictable, so it is often a protective force. The priceless treasure is immeasurable, and it takes 500 years to know when the grass will be holy.
Huai Su cursive master truffle longevity
In my opinion, the scribes made more use of it, and Mo Miao, who is good at writing, really deserved it. If you have no artistic ability, you will be the best in the grass. Sometimes I am very excited, I smoke a little ink and wave it vertically and horizontally. The wind roared and the dragon and snake flew through the wall. Even a few strokes are endless, and rattan hangs eyebrows. Calm, unrestrained, sometimes frustrated, unscathed. Talk to yourself and turn your wrist freely, and laugh at the use of confrontation. Crazy paper is inexhaustible, and pens prevent snoring. I believe that Mo Chi's unfinished work will be done with the help of ghosts and gods. It is impossible to talk on the road, and the audience is absolutely empty. Many people laugh when they hate it. In fact, they only know how cheap and expensive it is. Guan Er has always been three or five words, and I am surprised to thank Teacher Zhang.
Huai Su Cao Shi Shu Ma Song Yun Qi
Huai Su is only in his thirties, so he can't go out to Hunan to learn cursive script. It is not as good as Zhong You to boast about his dedication and virtue. In the past, the name of the pear was replaced by the name of the pear, which is hidden in today's Mo Chi. He Lao was afraid of the afterlife, but Zhang Dian did not dare to call his ancestors. Yesterday, Jiangnan voted for the Asian Games, and all the books and grass in the flower hall were blocked. If the dragon is cut, the rhinoceros elephant will also be cut. I'm anxious to have my pen swept, and I hope all the poets are well. 1.3 The boulder on the peak hangs and the long painting falls. Tell her to be busy, busy, informal, a thousand words and a thousand lines change. The purple plug peeps at the wings of the swan goose, and the golden plate scatters water drops. There are many years of success, and there are also ink waves in Cao Qinghu. I only like to drink Shan Weng when I am drunk, and I also wrote a book about Taoist geese. Before you wake up, you will remember zhanghua. After you get drunk, you will forget the silk and the walls. Seeing the pen turn around and come back, I saw that Wen Kuang was not crazy. Self-reliance books are worthy of tribute, one by one. The wind and rain blow on the wall, and the dragon and snake are between the lines. It's like a beautiful mirror. In March, the green river flows in autumn, and in February, the green branches open. When Uncle Huai went to Qin, the guests sent each other a blind date. The king must be a fanatic and sent a message to Jiangtan.
Huai Su cursive master Song Renhua
I'm curious. The ancient sage knows everything. Don't you know that the right army is dedicated, although magnificent, hateful but not arrogant. Zhang Changshi in the middle was bohemian and fell in the name of Diandian at that time. Zhang old shop, never in Huai Su shop. Huai Su has a pimple, but a pimple. People say you are from the south of the Yangtze River, and I say you are from the sky. Crazy ink Miao has the ability to escape the madness of ink. The mad monk moved to Beijing the day before yesterday, rode the horse of the maharaja, and stayed at the maharaja's house at dusk. Who doesn't make a plain screen? Who doesn't paint the walls? The white wall shakes the light, and the plain screen condenses the frost, never forgetting it. The steed ushered in the living room, and the golden basin was full of wine and bamboo leaves. Ten cups and five cups. I don't understand. A hundred cups are crazy. A burst of madness and anger, let out a cry and raise your arms. It takes a thousand words, sometimes a word is two words long. If the whale stirs the island, if the snake drags through the deep grass. Cycle, ever-changing. Wind and rain hit each other, and the eaves are pulled quickly. Throw Huashan boulder as a point and pick Hengshan array cloud as a painting. Prosperity is endless, and the trend turns to men. I am afraid that the sky is low and narrow. What is even more pitiful is that the withered vines are hanging in the air. Hanging in the air, blowing autumn water, reflecting autumn; Or like silk, or like hair, the wind is endless. Sharp as an European sword, straight and muddy is ice iron. When I was bored, I suddenly felt that the Yinshan was abrupt and green. There are withered pine trees, hanging upside down and frowning dead branches. There are thousands of ghosts, and you can't get out if you want to. For another example, the Han Sea in the sunset was gloomy, and thousands of black dragons suddenly jumped out. Yao, go straight into the sky. Sand and stones fly, and the northwest wind blows in Wan Li. Crazy monks have unique skills. It is not enough to show their gestures unless they cut down high walls. Or meet flowers and silk and concentrate on the cultivation of words. It's more fun if you don't come to the bones and muscles, so that the rain is a little bit. Sanqiu shines on the Fengdan Iron Tower in the moonlight, and flowers bloom on the trees in February. In the end, I was afraid that I would stumble, so I couldn't walk a thousand miles. Crazy monk crazy monk, although I have unique skills, I am still a fake good media. Because the general does not come, how can he have fame?