I originally took Zhu Dan ink home to practice calligraphy on the weekend, but I was delayed in reading.
I have never systematically understood what calligraphy has been like from the Jin Dynasty to the present. Reading all the time and forgetting food and sleep made me feel what a pity it was to waste my youth. It should have been like this long ago, so why bother now.
Can’t calm down for a long time after putting down the book? I went to Station B to listen to lectures and watch videos until three in the morning and reluctantly fell asleep
Came to the company early the next morning to prepare for morning exercises
p>Looking for examples from books? I saw Huai Su's "Bitter Bamboo Shoots Poster" at a glance. My hands were itchy and I wanted to try it for the first time. I got ink on it twice.
I was not very satisfied either. The writing technique has not been studied carefully and it is not a one-stroke calligraphy? Second Coming
Two times, three times? Four times? It has been revised four times and can still be improved, but I am much happier than the First Coming
How about after just four times?
I think firstly, the painting is too bland. Secondly, this post is actually hidden in the Shanghai Museum and I haven’t seen the original work. Thirdly, I am unsure and have a lingering air.
As for the background, It's still out of reach for me
Even so, I'm still happy, but who else is there in this vast life? Who shares it? Who enjoys conversing with ginseng?
I am too drunk to think about it. Those who are addicted to alcohol will forget this loneliness after getting drunk
"Bitter bamboo shoots and tea are very good, so you can come here. Huai Sushang ”
Bitter bamboo shoots and tea are two very delicious items, so please send them directly. Yours sincerely, Huai Su
How happy I am to write this
Just listening to the net suppressing the cloud, holding the moon in my arms
Raising a glass to the moon and looking at the world drunk? Dancing shadows linger
Looking out into the sky, the fog disperses and the clouds open, holding the moon in my arms
Looking out at the balcony
Tonight the lights of the Qiantang River are reflected? It is particularly bright and my heart Sigh...