Chapter 537: Zaifu Tianxia
“The master writes about bamboo, with thousands of rods in his chest, and he can take advantage of his mood, dripping with ink, and it is natural. The student is willing to take a piece of bamboo from the painting and use it as a fishing rod in the Qingfeng River.”
Zhu Ping'an carefully looked at Old Master Sun's wind bamboo painting, and was amazed by Old Master Sun's painting skills. Old Master Sun expressed the character of the bamboo in a few simple strokes, and couldn't help but stand up and said to Old Master Sun.
I would like to take a piece of bamboo from the painting and use it as a fishing rod in the Qingfeng River.
Zhu Ping'an was inspired by the phrase "take a thin bamboo and use it as a fishing rod on the river in the autumn wind" when Zheng Banqiao resigned from office. He was also impressed by the character revealed by Sun Laofuzi in Hua Zhong.
"Zi Hou, you are exaggerating." Old Master Sun shook his head while stroking his beard.
"No way, the students are inspired by it." Zhu Ping'an's honest face was full of sincerity. As he spoke, he pointed to the wind bamboo picture on the stone table and continued, "The bamboo in Master's painting is Slender and tall, it is the spirit of bamboo; it is the spirit of bamboo; it is the spirit of bamboo; it is the growth of bamboo; it is the knot of bamboo that depends on the stone but not limited to the stone; it is the quality of bamboo that stays in the form of form but not stuck in the outline."
God, life, festival, quality.
These are the four flavors of bamboo, which is what Old Master Sun had in mind when he was painting. When Zhu Pingan said it without missing a beat, it immediately reached Old Master Sun's heart.
Of course, Old Master Sun would not show it. He was still stroking his beard and shaking his head, but his eyes when looking at Zhu Pingan were more satisfied.
"There is no inscription on this painting yet. I have been thinking about it for a long time and haven't come up with it yet. You just happened to be here, Zihou, so you can inscribe it for me. I will have half a day to spare." Old Master Sun stroked his beard and smiled. He signaled Zhu Pingan to inscribe the wind bamboo picture he made.
From what Old Master Sun said, Zhu Pingan also knew that Old Master Sun had just laid down on the table for a short rest, and he really fell asleep while thinking about the inscription.
Now that he heard that Old Master Sun asked him to write an inscription, Zhu Ping'an couldn't help but shook his head with a wry smile, "The student is afraid of ruining his teacher's paintings."
"Zihou, don't be polite, this old man is It is better to eat without meat than to live without bamboo and destroy Just let him paint again. Anyway, he has to paint some bamboos every day. Besides, Zihou is now the top scholar, no matter how he writes, his paintings are worthy of him."
The teacher's wife came over with a smile. He brought the brewed tea over and said that he was about to pour tea for the two of them.
"Master, please let the students come." Zhu Pingan stood up, took the teapot, and poured a cup of tea for Mr. Sun, Master, and himself.
"You kid, why are you so polite?" The wife looked at Zhu Ping'an who was pouring tea with a smile.
Old Master Sun picked up the tea that Zhu Ping'an had poured, took a sip, thought about it for a moment, then looked at his wife and smiled slightly, "Madam's tea-making skills are getting better and better."< br>
Then, he made his wife look down at him and said he was disrespectful.
Zhu Ping'an watched from the side and couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips. His mentor and his wife were really a model of ancient couples.
"It doesn't matter, just write the inscription if you are thick and generous." Old Master Sun looked at Zhu Pingan, stroking his beard and said again.
Both his mentor and his wife had spoken, and they couldn't shirk the inscription, so Zhu Ping'an had no choice but to accept it. After answering, under the eyes of Master Sun and his wife's comments, Zhu Pingan studied the ink and thought about what to ask.
Old Master Sun was very curious about what words he, a great disciple, would inscribe, so he stroking his beard and watched quietly.
The same goes for my wife.
After Zhu Pingan researched the ink, he took a closer look at the picture of wind bamboo by Master Sun. Strange rocks stood tall, the pond was clear and shallow, and there were several poles of wind bamboo, some thin and thick, some short and some long, under the bamboo. There were also several clumps of bamboo shoots. After looking at them for a while, Zhu Ping'an's eyes lit up and he already had an idea in his heart.
When Old Master Sun saw this, he couldn't help but sit up straight. From the look in Zhu Pingan's eyes, he knew that he, a master disciple, had already thought about what to write.
The teacher’s wife also put down what she was doing and turned her attention to Zhu Pingan.
Under the gaze of his mentor and wife, Zhu Pingan stopped grinding the ink, then took out a brush from the pen holder on the side, dipped the brush into the grinded ink, and then started Use the pen to write the inscription.
Soon, there was a poem on the bamboo painting, which happened to fall in the blank space of the painting. The font force penetrated the back of the paper, like riding the wind and breaking the waves, carrying awe-inspiring righteousness, which complemented the vigorous bamboo.
《Hsinchu》
New bamboo branches are higher than old bamboo branches, all because of the support of old trunks.
Next year there will be another new born, the grandson of the ten-foot-long dragon, Raofengchi.
The title Zhu Ping'an wrote on the wind bamboo picture is "Hsinchu" written by Zheng Banqiao in the Qing Dynasty. Among the poems about bamboo in the Qing Dynasty, Zheng Banqiao in the Qing Dynasty can be said to be one of the best. This poem "Hsinchu" is very suitable for today's poetry. scene. New bamboo is taller than old bamboo branches, all because of the support of old bamboo. This sentence means that new bamboo can be taller than old bamboo, and it cannot be separated from the support of old bamboo. The implication is that a person can surpass teachers and seniors, all of which are Because there are teachers and seniors who have nurtured and cultivated them.
This poem just follows, expressing my respect and gratitude to my mentor, Master Sun.
One hundred thousand dragons and grandsons surround Fengchi. The dragons and grandsons here are not Zhu Pingan’s offense to the royal dignity. Longsun is another name for bamboo shoots. In many places in the south, dragons and grandsons are used to refer to bamboo shoots. They are used in poems. There are no taboos involved. In the previous dynasties, many people wrote about bamboo shoots using the word "Long Sun", such as "Long Sun spits out a foot of buds in spring, and the purple brocade wraps jade away from the sand" in Mei Yaochen's poem "Han Chi Guo Yi Luo Bamboo Shoots", or Lu You's "Xia Bamboo Shoots" In the poem "Sunday", "The young swallows leave the nest temporarily, and the mother dragon and grandson have put their shoots away.".
Zhu Pingan had just finished writing, when Old Master Sun stroked his beard and softly read out the poem Zhu Pingan had written.
Hsinchu is higher than the old bamboo branches, all thanks to the support of old branches. Old Master Sun read Zhu Pingan's respect for teachers from this poem, and Old Master Sun could also feel it from Zhu Pingan's words and deeds, especially when he stood like a log in the yard for so long just because he was afraid of disturbing his sleep. .
"There will be new ones next year, and the ten-foot-long dragons and grandsons will circle around Fengchi, Fengchi." After reading the poem, Old Master Sun repeated the word "Fengchi" again, and then narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at it with a complicated look. Zhu Pingan said, "Zi Hou has the ambition to govern and assist the world."
The reason why Old Master Sun repeated Fengchi and said that Zhu Pingan had the ambition to govern and assist the world is because of the word Fengchi. .
Fengchi, Phoenix Pond. In ancient times, Phoenix Pond refers to the pond in the Forbidden Garden. The Zhongshu Province established in the Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties was located in the Forbidden Garden Pond. People used "Phoenix Pond" to call Zhongshu Province, which was responsible for the secrets of the world. The prime minister of the Tang Dynasty called Tong Zhongshu's family "Pingzhangshi", so people used "Phoenix Pool" to refer to the position of prime minister.
The words are like the person, and the poem is like the person.
Old Master Sun is well-read and knowledgeable, so he naturally knows the allusions of Phoenix Pond very well, so he said that Zhu Ping'an has the ambition to govern and assist the world.
"Well, Master, you are overthinking"
Zhu Ping'an touched his nose and smiled bitterly. This was really a coincidence. Although he did have this ambition, he really didn't want to express it in this poem. come out.
Old Master Sun stroked his beard and smiled without saying a word.
The teacher's wife looked at Zhu Ping'an, couldn't help but smile, and comforted, "There's nothing to be embarrassed about, young people must be ambitious."
Well, it's useless to explain first. (End of this chapter)