1. Poems about practicing calligraphy
1. I have learned a lot since childhood and have high ambitions in my life. Others have swords, but I have a pen like a knife. ——"Poems of a Child Prodigy"
2. I have been too lazy to write books all my life, but I finished them quickly. The frightening wind roars day and night, and you can live in peace wherever you go. ——Li Zhi of the Ming Dynasty, "The Continued Burning of Books"
3. There is nothing on the brow, but a thousand years of writing. ——Shao ??Ding of the Song Dynasty, "In the Mountain"
4. When the paper fell, the wind started, shaking the sky and seeing thick dew. What else can we do without painting and literature? ——Tang Dynasty Geng Mao's "Ode to Xuanzhou Bi"
5. When the pen falls in the storm, the poem turns into a weeping poem for ghosts and gods. ——Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty, "Send Li Twelve Whites and Twenty Rhymes"
6. I don't like to be trapped by nature, and I often violate class rules. The class teacher often punishes me to copy the class rules 20 times, and I have to do three Hold the pen together. I often tell people that this is how I got my good calligraphy skills. ——Han Han 2. Ancient poems about calligraphy practice
1. Tamolian Ziling·Shenyuanjing
Five Dynasties: Li Yu
Shenyuanjing, small courtyard Empty, intermittent cold anvil and intermittent wind.
Helpless, the night is long and I can’t sleep, and the sound of the moon comes to the curtains.
Translation
The autumn wind brought intermittent sounds of cold anvils, which were heard very clearly in the deep courtyard of the small courtyard. It was late at night, and the moonlight and the sound of anvil penetrated the curtains, which reminded people of Zheng Ren's absence, evoking endless feelings of separation, hatred and lovesickness. As a result, I stayed up all night, full of worries and thoughts.
2. Folding Willows / He Lian Xiucai Willow
Tang Dynasty: Yang Juyuan
A willow by the water's edge was bent with dust, and I immediately asked you to break a branch.
Only the spring breeze cherishes each other the most, and the diligence blows into my hands.
Translation
Walking along the river bank, the willow trees hanging down by the river are as thin and delicate as distiller’s yeast. This can’t help but evoke the hesitation of a person who is about to leave. I wanted to give up, so I stopped my horse and asked you to help me break a willow branch.
Only the spring breeze knows how to cherish it the most, and it still blows affectionately at the willow branches that have left the trunk in my hand.
3. Tao Lianzi·Wang Shugui
Song Dynasty: He Zhu
The border is far away, and the postage is rare. Attached is the levy lining and the iron coat. I might as well dream about it all night long, but I just hope to get the book back during the New Year.
Translation
The front lines of the border defense battle against the enemy are very far away, and the post stations for transmitting documents are extremely rare. I quickly sent the clothes I made to my husband to wear. Only the wish to meet relatives many times in dreams can still be realized. I just hope that when winter comes and spring comes, I can get a reply from my loved ones.
4. Royal Street Walk·Autumn Nostalgia
Song Dynasty: Fan Zhongyan
Falling leaves are fragrant. The night is silent and the cold sound breaks. The pearl curtain rolls up and the jade building is empty, the sky is pale and the Milky Way hangs down to the ground. Every year and tonight, the moon shines brightly, and people are thousands of miles long.
There is no reason for me to get drunk when my heart is broken. Before the wine arrives, I will burst into tears. The lamp is turned off and the pillow is turned off, and I know the feeling of sleeping alone. Everyone came to this matter, with their eyebrows in their hearts, and there was no way to avoid it.
Translation
Miscellaneous leaves fell on the fragrant stone steps. When it was late at night, the sound of falling leaves added to the coolness of autumn. Rolling up the brocade curtain made of pearls, the sky above the gorgeous pavilion is empty, only the sky is faint, and the end of the Milky Way seems to hang down to the earth. Every year on this night, you can see the bright silk-like moon, but every year on this night, your sweetheart is thousands of miles away.
My heart is broken by sorrow, and even if I try to drink away my sorrow, it is difficult to make myself intoxicated. The wine has not yet entered my mouth, but it has turned into bitter tears. It's late at night, the lights are out, and the lights are on and off. I have no choice but to lean on the pillow and fall asleep. This endless solitary habitat really makes people taste the same feeling of loneliness. It seems that this agonizing wait is still far away. Even though my brows are furrowed and my mind is full of emotions all day long, there is no way to escape it.
5. Sai Hongqiu·Xunyang Scenery
Yuan Dynasty: Zhou Deqing
The Yangtze River is as white as practice for thousands of miles, and the Huaishan Mountains are as green as lakes.
The river sails are as fast as arrows, and the mountain springs fly thousands of feet like lightning.
At night the clouds turn to dew, and at the beginning of the new year I learn to fan myself.
The word Sai Hong comes like a thread.
Translation
The Yangtze River, which flows thousands of miles away, is like a piece of white plain silk; a few small dots on the other side of the river seem to be dyed with cyan paint, which are the distant mountains of Huaidi . A few white sails sailed across the river like arrows.
On the nearby mountains, a long spring flowed down like a stream of electricity. The sky is getting darker, and the clouds in the twilight are hard to distinguish, as if they have turned into dew points all over the ground. A crescent moon imitates a fan shape and hangs high in the sky. It's getting closer, it's getting closer, a horizontal line forming the character "one" is lined up in the air, it's the wild geese flying from the north. 3. Poems suitable for practicing calligraphy
The 9 most beautiful ancient love poems in China
1. "You were born before I was born, and I am old after you were born"
Before you gave birth to me, I gave birth to you and you are already old. You hate that I was born late, and I hate that you were born early.
You were born before I was born, but I was born before you were old. I wish I could live with you at the same time, but I will be with you every day.
I was born before you were born, but you were born before I was old. I am far away from you, but you are separated from me by the corner of the ocean.
I was born before you were born, but you were born before I was old. It turns into a butterfly to look for flowers, and roosts on fragrant grass every night.
2. "Bu Shuzi" Li Zhiyi
I live at the head of the Yangtze River, and you live at the end of the Yangtze River. I miss you every day without seeing you, and drink water from the Yangtze River every day.
When will this water stop, and when will this hatred end? I only hope that your heart will be like mine, and I will live up to my love.
3. "Shangxie"
Shangxie!
I want to know you and live a long life.
The mountains have no mausoleums, the rivers are exhausted, the winter thunders tremble, the summer rains and snows, the heaven and the earth are united, so I dare to be with you!
4. "Walking, walking, walking, walking again"
Walking, walking, walking again, I will be separated from you. They are more than ten thousand miles apart, and each is at the end of the world.
The road is long and difficult, but we know the meeting will be safe. Huma follows the north wind and crosses the southern branch of the bird's nest.
We are far away from each other, and the clothes are fast. Floating clouds cover the day, and the wanderer does not care to return.
Thinking of you makes you grow old, and the years are suddenly too late. Don’t give up and don’t return to the road, but work hard to get more meals.
5. "Magpie Bridge Immortal" Qin Guan
The clouds make tricks, the flying stars spread hatred, and the silver and Han are far away in darkness. As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will defeat countless people in the world.
Tenderness is like water, good times are like dreams, and you can’t bear to look at the Magpie Bridge on your way back! If the love between two people lasts for a long time, how can they stay together day and night!
6. "Yan Qiu Ci" Yuan Haowen
Asking what love is in the world, it teaches you the promise of life and death.
Traveling all over the world, Lao Wing has been experiencing the cold and heat several times.
Happiness is fun, parting is painful, and there are even more idiotic children in it.
You should say something, the clouds are thousands of miles away, the snow is falling on thousands of mountains, only the shadow is going to whom.
On Hengfen Road, the loneliness was like the flute and drum, and the desolate smoke was still plain.
How come the ghosts of the mountains cry secretly in the wind and rain?
The sky is also jealous, and if you don’t believe it, the birds and swallows will all turn into dust.
For thousands of years, in order to entertain the scholar, he sang and drank wildly and visited Yanqiu.
7. "Jiang Chengzi" by Su Shi
Ten years of life and death are so vast that they cannot be forgotten without thinking.
A lonely grave thousands of miles away, no place to talk about desolation. Even if we meet each other, we should not know each other, our faces are covered with dust and our temples are like frost.
At night, I suddenly returned home from a deep dream. I was dressing up outside the small window.
We looked at each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears. It is expected that the broken part of the intestines will be cut off every year, on a bright moonlit night, there will be short pines.
8. "Lisi" Yuan Zhen
Once upon a time, the sea was difficult to overcome, except for Wushan, it was not a cloud.
Take a lazy look back at Huacong, half destined to practice Taoism and half destined to be a king.
9. "Butterflies in Love with Flowers" Liu Yong
Standing in the dangerous building, the breeze is gentle, looking at the extremely sad spring, the sky is gloomy. In the lingering light of the grass-colored smoke, there is no word as to who would lean on the fence.
I plan to get drunk and sing to the wine, but the music is still tasteless. The belt is getting wider and I don’t regret it at all, I feel haggard because of Yi. 4. What are the poems about the results of calligraphy practice
1. Song Wangzhu’s "Poem of the Prodigy"
Since Cai Pingping, I have high ambitions. , Don’t carry a sword, I’ll use a pen knife.
2. "Twenty Rhymes to Li Taibai" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty
The pen fell in the storm, and the poem became a weeping poem for ghosts and gods.
3. "Ode to Xuanzhou Bi" by Geng Mao of the Tang Dynasty
The wind blew up when the paper fell, shaking the sky and seeing thick dew.
4. "Continued Burning of Books" by Li Zhi of the Ming Dynasty
He was too lazy to write books all his life, but he soon finished them.
5. "In the Mountain" by Shao Ding of the Song Dynasty
There is nothing wrong with his brows, but his writings last for thousands of years.
A short story about calligraphy practice: When Wang Xizhi was young, he practiced calligraphy very hard. It is said that the broken brushes he used to practice calligraphy were piled together to form a hill. People called it "Brush Mountain". There was a small pool next to his house, and he often washed his brushes and inkstones in this pool. Later, the water in the small pool turned black, and people called this pool the "ink pool." When he grew up, Wang Xizhi's calligraphy was quite good, and he still insisted on practicing calligraphy every day. One day, he was so focused on practicing calligraphy in his study that he even forgot to eat. The maid brought his favorite mashed garlic and steamed buns and urged him to eat them, but he seemed not to hear and kept immersed in writing. The maid had no choice but to tell his wife. When the wife and the maid came to the study, they saw Wang Xizhi holding a steamed bun stained with ink and putting it into his mouth, making his mouth black. They couldn't help laughing. It turned out that when Wang Xizhi was practicing calligraphy while eating, he still looked at the calligraphy and mistakenly dipped the ink into minced garlic. The lady said to Wang Xizhi distressedly: "You have to take care of yourself! Your handwriting is very good, why do you have to practice so hard?" Xizhi raised his head and replied: "Although my handwriting is good, but that They all learn from the writing methods of their predecessors. If I want to have my own writing method, I have to work hard." 5. Poems describing calligraphy
1. Self-motivated and high-spirited; Don't carry a sword, I will use a pen-knife - "Poems of a Child Prodigy"
2. Even if you are lazy and write a book, you will be happy when the wind roars at night and you can live in peace everywhere - "Continued Burning Books" by Li Zhi of the Ming Dynasty
3. Thousands of eyebrows and brushstrokes - "Mountain" by Shao Ding of the Song Dynasty
4. When the paper falls and the wind shakes the sky, the dew is thick and the painting is different from the literary affairs - Geng Mao of the Tang Dynasty "Ode to Xuanzhou's Pen"
5. The poem written in the convulsions and rain weeps ghosts and gods - Tang Dynasty Du Fu's "Send Li Twelve and White Twenty Rhymes"
1. Since I have been able to calm my ambition High; don't carry a sword, I will use a pen and a knife - "Poetry of a Child Prodigy"
2. Even if you are lazy and write a book, you will be happy when the wind roars at night and you can live in peace everywhere - Li Zhi of the Ming Dynasty, "The Burning of Books"
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3. Thousands of eyebrows - "Mountain" by Shao Ding of the Song Dynasty
4. When the paper falls and the wind shakes the sky, what is the difference between the dew and the rich painting and the literary affairs - Tang Dynasty Geng Mao's "Ode to Xuanzhou's Pen"
5. The pen fell in the storm and the poem wept ghosts and gods - Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty "Send Li Twelve and White Twenty Rhymes" 6. What are the poems that describe "calligraphy practice"
Poems describing "calligraphy practice" include: "Poems of a Child Prodigy" I have learned many talents since childhood and have high ambitions throughout my life; others have swords, but I have a pen like a knife.
2. "In the Mountain"·Shao Ding has nothing to say about his brows, but his writings last for thousands of years. 3. "Continued Burning of Books" Li Zhi was lazy in writing books all his life, but he finished them quickly.
The wind roars day and night, and you can live in peace wherever you go. 4. "Send Li Twelve and White Twenty Rhymes" Du Fu's pen fell into the storm, and the poem became a weeping poem for ghosts and gods.
5. "Ode to Horses from Jialu Mountain" The fragrant dust of osmanthus in Shangguan Yi is reduced, and the shadow of the moon is empty in front of you. When the doubts are settled, the officials are sent to the gate, and the disciples sigh and block the old man.
Calligraphy practice (1) Pronunciation: [liàn zì] (2) Definition: 1. Think about the choice of words in the poem. 2. Practice writing.
(3) Category: 1. Fountain pen calligraphy (also called hard-pen calligraphy) 2. Brush calligraphy (the so-called soft pen calligraphy) (4) Meaning: 1. Calligraphy is an excellent traditional culture of China. We must Carry forward national culture. 2. Practicing calligraphy can cultivate one's sentiment and temper one's will.
3. Good handwriting is not only a person’s business card, but also an important indicator of a person’s Chinese literacy. Therefore, whether the handwriting is good or not is closely related to practice.
It is especially important to practice calligraphy from an early age. 7. Verses describing calligraphy
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Sentences describing calligraphy : 1. The pen is full of ink: the pen and ink are used very freely and fully. It mostly describes calligraphy and poetry as smooth and vigorous. The pen moves the dragon and the snake: The pen depicts the dragon and the snake leaping. Describes the calligraphy style as vigorous and free-spirited. He also writes on behalf of the commander.
2. The flowing clouds and flowing water, the writing strokes are like clouds and smoke. 3. With one stroke, it looks like a runaway horse soaring into the sky and away from the dust; or like a dragon flying into the sky, moving around, coming from nothingness, and returning to the void again. This almost crazy impulse of primitive vitality encompasses the world. The aura of the universe. 4. Calligraphy incorporates the perseverance, courage and enterprising spirit of Confucianism, as well as the emptiness, dispersion and tranquility of Lao and Zhuangzi. It often changes in a way that does not seek richness, and omits the worldly glitz in the writing in order to seek emptiness and distance. Real meaning. 5. Observe that his strength is not lost, his posture is extended but not exaggerated, and his handwriting flows like water and clouds. 6. Du Shijie has strong bones but is thin in calligraphy and painting. If there are no leaves in the frost forest, the waterfall will fly in. 7. A group of crocodiles are playing in the sea, and cranes are dancing in the sky (Emperor Xiao Yan of Liang Dynasty commented on Wang Xizhi) 8. Floating like floating clouds, as powerful as a frightening dragon. The iron book and the silver hook are the best in ancient and modern times. 9. Huaisu is like a strong man wielding a sword, his expression is moving, and he moves forward and backward without missing the mark. 10. With a few scribbles of your pen, a picture of a soaring dragon will appear on the paper. The dragons he painted are lifelike, majestic and varied. When Chen Rong paints a dragon, he often does not paint the entire dragon, but paints the dragon's head or claws, which appear and disappear, as if hearing its sound or seeing its shape, splashing ink to form clouds, spraying water to form mist, which is so magical that people call it Suo Wenglong (Chen Rong's name is Suo Weng). 11. The fonts are upright and staggered, large and small, open and close, and the line thickness changes obviously, with ups and downs. The last line is crooked, so crooked that it almost falls over, but this tilt is not rigid, but more free, reflecting his willful side and his own style. Chen Rong's posture is steep, and the shape of his knots may be leaning or upright, heavy or light, with the beauty of coming down like thunder to collect its fury. He writes quickly, 8. What are the poems about the results of calligraphy practice
1. Wang Zhu's "Poem of the Child Prodigy" of the Song Dynasty. He has a high ambition since he was talented, so don't carry a sword, I will use a pen knife.
2. Tang Dynasty Du Fu's "Twenty Rhymes to Li Taibai" was written in the storm, and the poem became a poem that wept ghosts and gods. 3. Geng Mao of the Tang Dynasty, "Yong Xuanzhou Bi" When the paper fell, the wind started, shaking the sky and seeing thick dew.
4. Li Zhi of the Ming Dynasty "Continued to Burn Books" was lazy in writing books all his life, but he finished them quickly. 5. "In the Mountain" by Shao Ding of the Song Dynasty. There is nothing wrong with his brows, but his writing lasts for thousands of years.
A short story about calligraphy practice: When Wang Xizhi was young, he practiced calligraphy very hard. It is said that the broken brushes he used to practice calligraphy were piled together to form a hill. People called it "Brush Mountain".
There was a small pool next to his house. He often washed his brushes and inkstones in this pool. Later, the water in the small pool turned black, and people called this pool the "ink pool". When he grew up, Wang Xizhi's calligraphy was quite good, and he still insisted on practicing calligraphy every day.
One day, he was so focused on practicing calligraphy in his study that he even forgot to eat. The maid brought his favorite mashed garlic and steamed buns and urged him to eat them, but he seemed not to hear and kept immersed in writing.
The maid had no choice but to tell his wife. When the wife and the maid came to the study, they saw Wang Xizhi holding a steamed bun stained with ink and putting it into his mouth, making his mouth black.
They couldn't help laughing. It turned out that while Wang Xizhi was practicing calligraphy while eating, he still looked at the calligraphy and mistakenly dipped the ink into minced garlic.
The lady said to Wang Xizhi distressedly: "You have to take care of yourself! Your handwriting is very good, why do you have to practice so hard?" Xizhi raised his head and replied: "My handwriting is good. Although the writing is good, it is all based on the writing methods of the predecessors. If I want to have my own writing method, I have to work hard. ”