Leonardo da Vinci was a famous Italian painter. When I was a child, one day, the teacher took out an egg and said, "Please draw two identical eggs. Can you do it? " Say that finish and left. Da Vinci thought: What's good about eggs? Why is it so difficult? When Leonardo da Vinci looked from one side and the other, the egg was still an egg, but he could never draw two identical eggs. So he went to ask the teacher. First, the teacher praised his careful observation and told him not to underestimate the egg. In fact, he is a million eggs, which are different from different angles. Leonardo da Vinci remembered this sentence, painting should not only be done by hand, but also by heart. After several decades, he finally became a great painter.
2. Huai Su practices calligraphy.
Huai Su's family was poor when he was a child. When I was young, I became a monk, chanting and meditating, and I became interested in practicing calligraphy. Because I couldn't afford to buy paper, I found a board and disc, painted it with white paint and wrote it. Later, Huai Su thought the lacquer board was smooth and not easy to ink, so he planted more than 10,000 plantains on a wasteland near the temple. When the banana grew up, he picked the leaves and spread them on the table, waving at the post.
Because Huai Su practiced calligraphy day and night, the old banana leaves were peeled off and the lobules were reluctant to pick, so he thought of a way to stand in front of the banana tree with pen and ink and write to the fresh leaves, even if the sun shone on him like a frying pan; The biting north wind cracked his hands and skin, but he kept practicing calligraphy regardless. He kept writing about one place after another. This is the famous calligraphy practice of Huai Su Banana.
He studies hard and studies hard; Instead of paper, he wrote over and over again with paint boards and paint boards. All the dishes were worn out, and his bald pen became a grave, famous for "Weeds". "The pen is as fast as a whirlwind, flying around, changing at will, and the statutes are available." Predecessors commented that Crazy Grass inherited Zhang Xu and made new progress, saying that it was "crazy following subversion" and "crazy getting drunk". It also has a great influence on future generations. Huai Su's cursive script tends to be dull in his later years.
There are many ink marks in his cursive script, such as Notre Dame de Dongling and On the Book Stick, which are excellent works with Cao Zhang's brushwork. Bitter bamboo shoots, thousand-character essays and autobiographical essays are all weeds, crazy brushstrokes and colorful dances, which can be said to be masterpieces with great efforts.
3. Wang Xianzhi practices calligraphy.
Wang Xianzhi, the seventh son of Wang Xizhi, was smart and studious since childhood. He is good at cursive script and official script, and he is good at painting. He began to learn calligraphy at the age of seven or eight and studied under his father. On one occasion, Wang Xizhi saw that Xianzhi was practicing calligraphy attentively, so he quietly walked behind him and suddenly reached out to draw a brush in his hand. Xianzhi held the pen tightly and was not pulled out. The father was very happy and praised: "This son is going to be famous again." Xiaoxian was smug after hearing this. Another time, a friend of Xizhi asked Xian to write on a fan, and then he wrote with a brush. Suddenly, the pen fell on the fan and polluted the words. Xiaoxian had a brainwave and a calf came alive on the fan. In addition, people are full of praise for the calligraphy and painting provided, and the small quotation has cultivated pride. It was thoughtful of its parents to see this scene. ...
One day, Xiao Xianzhi asked her mother Xi, "I only need to write for another three years, right?" Mom shook her head. "Five years of head office?" Mother shook her head again. I was anxious and said to my mother, "How long do you think it will take?" "Remember, after you write this 18 jar of water in the yard, your handwriting will be strong, and you will stand straight." My father stood behind him when I turned around. Wang Xianzhi refused to accept it and said nothing. He gritted his teeth for five years and showed his father a lot of written words, hoping to hear a few words of praise. Who knows, Wang Xizhi shook his head one by one. When the word "big" was raised, my father showed a satisfied expression, filled in a dot casually under the word "big", and then returned all the manuscripts to the dedication.
Xiaoxian was still not satisfied, so he showed all his calligraphy to his mother and said, "I practiced for another five years, completely according to my father's words." Look carefully, what's the difference between my dad and me? " Mother really looked at it carefully for three days, and finally pointed to the point added by Wang Xizhi under the word "big" and sighed and said, "My son has worn out three tanks of water, only a little like Xihe."
After listening to this, he was very discouraged and said weakly, "It's difficult! If this continues, when will there be good results? " Seeing that his arrogance had disappeared, his mother encouraged him to say, "Son, as long as you work hard, there is no river you can't cross or mountain you can't climb. As long as you keep practicing as you have in recent years, you will certainly achieve your goal! "
After listening to the dedication, I was deeply moved and kept practicing. Everything comes to him who waits. He used 18 buckets of water to practice calligraphy, and calligraphy made rapid progress. Later, Wang Xianzhi's writing reached the level of penetrating paper and perfection. His ci is juxtaposed with Wang Xizhi and is called "Two Kings".
4. Beethoven's childhood
Beethoven's grandfather and father were both court singers. Most of the time, his father is drunk, and he is not very good to his family. He never even asks if his family is well fed and warm. At first, a kind grandfather can save this family from too much suffering; On the other hand, the musical talent of his eldest grandson also makes the old man feel very gratified. But when Beethoven was only four years old, his grandfather died. Beethoven's father used to drag the child to the keyboard and let him practice there for hours, slapping him whenever he played wrong. Neighbors often hear children sobbing to sleep because of fatigue and pain. Soon, Faifr, a poor traveling musician, came to this town and was taken to Beethoven's home. He and old Beethoven used to drink in the pub outside until midnight, and then went home to drag little Ludwig out of bed and start classes, sometimes until dawn. To make him look like a child prodigy, his father lied about his age. When I was eight, I took him out to a concert when I was six. But there are no child prodigies in the world. Despite a lot of efforts, the old Beethoven never turned his son into another young Mozart. Compared with Mozart, Beethoven's childhood was too unfortunate. Mozart received a good education in his childhood, and his training time was pleasant and quiet. He had a loving father and a beloved sister. Beethoven, on the other hand, won the respect of his hometown people for his performance, but his world-wide travel performance was far less amazing than Mozart's.