At this time, an old man selling tofu saw the few words he wrote, "I can write about Feifeng's family, and I dare to praise it in front of others." He felt that the child was too proud, so he frowned. , said: "This character is not well written. It is like my tofu. It is soft and has no bones or muscles. Is it worth praising in front of others?"
Xiao Gongquan Yi Hearing this, he said very unhappily: "If you have the ability, you can write a few words and let me see it."
The old man smiled heartily and said: "I don't dare, I don't dare, I am a rough person." You can’t write well. But there are people who can write much better with their feet! If you don’t believe me, go to Huajing City and have a look.”
The next day, Xiao Gongquan got up. At the fifth watch (geng), I went to Huajing City alone.
As soon as he entered Huajing City, he saw many people gathered under a big locust tree. He squeezed into the crowd and saw a thin, dark old man with no arms, sitting on the ground with his bare feet, his left foot pressing the paper, and his right foot holding a pen. He was writing couplets freely, and the handwriting looked like a group of galloping horses and flying dragons and phoenixes. , winning bursts of applause from the onlookers.
Xiao Gongquan knelt down in front of the old man with a plop and said: "I am willing to become your teacher. Please tell me the secret of writing..."
The old man hurriedly used his feet He picked up Xiao Gongquan and said, "I am a lonely person. I was born with no hands. I have to rely on my skills to make a living. How can I be a role model for others?" He spread out a piece of paper and wrote a few words with his right foot: "Write all the eight tanks of water, and the inkstone dyes the lao pond black; Bo takes hundreds of heads (chang), and then you get it." "The dragon and the phoenix are flying."
Liu Gongquan kept the old man's words in mind and worked hard to practice calligraphy. Thick calluses have grown on my hands, and my elbows have been patched up layer after layer. After hard training, Liu Gongquan finally became a famous calligrapher in my country.
Liu Gongquan is a famous calligrapher in my country. His calligraphy was clear and jun (jun) and upright, and he was admired and studied by later generations of scholars. Why was he able to achieve such success? The above short article answers this question.
At first, he thought he was an outstanding handwriting person. He wrote in capital letters "I know how to write about the Feifeng family and I dare to praise it in front of others", which shows his pride. However, when the old man deliberately mocked Liu Gongquan's handwriting as "like tofu, soft and boneless" in his burden, Liu Gongquan was extremely angry and said, "If you have the ability, write a few words and let me see them." Pride. The feeling is beyond words. And when the old man provoked him with the words "There are people who can write much better with their feet than you", Liu Gongquan did not get "livid". But from his action of "getting up at five o'clock the next day and going to Huajing City alone", we can also see his dissatisfaction in his heart, which is the pride of Liu Gongquan.
When Liu Gongquan entered Huajing City, what he saw was "a black and thin old man without arms" "writing couplets with ease", and the handwriting "was like a group of horses galloping, dragons and phoenixes dancing". So, he was dumbfounded and "knelt down in front of the old man with a plop" and "begged" to become his teacher. The words "surprise", "kneeling" and "begging" here fully express the change of Liu Gongquan's thoughts, " "Pride" was gone.
When the old man told Liu Gongquan the "secret" of calligraphy, he suddenly realized that he "worked hard to practice calligraphy from then on" and finally became a famous master. The full text writes "work hard" in detail, and briefly writes "practice calligraphy". This writing method gives us profound inspiration.
The old man Liu Gongquan is his teacher