President Zhao's calligraphy is also quite impressive, and he can be called a famous contemporary master. His origins are Yan Zhenqing and Li Yong in Tang Kai. The two kings later said that their calligraphy is simple and harmonious, with a scattered and ethereal frame. Small and medium-sized running calligraphy was later influenced by Su Dongpo in Song Dynasty. They are quite innocent, but their big characters are both beautiful and moist, which is very impressive.
He also particularly likes to inscriptions for major temples, and almost responds to every request. As a result, the slightly more famous temples in China have plaques written by him, and almost most of the four words "Mahatma Hall" are written by him.
"Last time I went to ask President Zhao for calligraphy, I thought that he also liked calligraphy articles, so I copied the inscription of your elbow." Mingtai said, "We in Lingshan Temple have no other gifts with literary style..."
"Oh, old monk, how could you do this..." Zhou Zhi held his forehead with his hand: "Isn't this a big axe in front of Lu Ban's door? I can't make a joke to President Zhao!"
"No, no!" Mingtai waved his hand quickly: "President Zhao said that your calligraphy is very good, he has learned Huang... Huang..."
"Huang Tingjian!" Zhou Zhi smiled bitterly: "Su Dongpo, who was imitated by President Zhao, in history, Su Huang and the other two separated in calligraphy. Su Dongpo said that Huang Tingjian wrote a dead snake hanging on a tree, and Huang Tingjian said that Su Dongpo was a stone pressing a toad!"
"Ah? There is still such a thing?" Mingtai smiled in shock: "But President Zhao only praised your writing for being a full of writing. It should have been created by his skills as a boy. He also said that from the writing structure, you can see that this ancient essay was created by yourself, and you will be confident when writing, and your spirit is coherent."
< br>"I heard that you are only twenty years old, but he was shocked! I said that your ancient Chinese is very experienced and it is real ancient Chinese. It has been a long time since he saw the real ancient Chinese written by contemporary people."
"Originally, President Zhao only agreed to write 'Lingshan Temple' to us. After reading your calligraphy article in the rubbing, he wrote an extra 'Zashi Temple' for us, so that we could put it together with the stele you wrote."
No one expected that there would be such a story, and they all said that there were such friends around him, which made Zhou Zhi even more unable to come to Taiwan.
"The old monk is begging everywhere, and wants to restore Lingshan Temple to the size of the ancestors and repair all the ancient buildings in the temple." Mingtai said, "At that time, I will definitely need couplets to decorate. The last time I wrote too much, and the paper was not a whole piece, so I didn't have the nerve to ask for it, so I had to be shameless again."
"My big characters are average." Zhou Zhi smiled and said, "As long as Master Mingtai, you don't dislike it."
"How could it be! The old monk has no eyes, and President Zhao still has no vision?" Mingtai saw Zhou Zhi agree, and immediately smiled happily: "Let's go to the abbot's room?"
"Go to the kitchen hall, the long table there is more convenient to use." Zhou Zhi said.
Of course, other people were not afraid of the big deal, so they rushed into the dining hall together.
Leran had already gone to the abbot's room to take all the four treasures of the study. Zhou Zhi saw that they were all pretty good.
Once you get the ink, the Shanlian Lake pen, and the Sichuan bamboo paper are quite useful. "I don't understand very much. President Zhao doesn't understand what we have in Shu. We bought the pen and ink according to these two brands, and we are almost ready to go with the middle and upper-level papers we have made." Zhou Zhi smiled and said, "Those who know how to guide the outsiders are the real experts."
Pop the ink into the inkstone, dipped it in a large pen, and thought about it, and slowly wrote two lines of big words on the paper.
The letter to the dragon-shaped cypress is a visitor who was seeking Taoism in the past.
The ink shadows hidden in Lingshan are just as expected to be written by the scholars in the past. "Okay!" Everyone couldn't help but applaud. Judging from the content of this couplet, it was completely solved by Zhou Zhi based on his travel experience today and the view over the square at night. The text is not profound, but they are cleverly linked to one place by imagination. It is not only appropriate to praise Master Yang, but also very stable in the parallelism.
Everyone knew that Zhou Zhi had a rich knowledge and could tell everything, but he didn't think it was too magical. He felt that it was just a living dictionary, relying on his abnormal memory to support the scene.
This is the first time that most people have seen Zhou Zhi’s ability to create tonight. It is hard to write easily but it is almost word-of-word. Local materials can be used to fit the theme, so I cannot help but admire it.
Zhou Zhi was also quite satisfied with his calligraphy this time. He changed to a medium-sized lake pen and wrote a pencil. He then found Leran to take a pencil and drew a box under the signature: "I didn't bring it with me this time, but it doesn't matter. I will make a correction and send it to you. At that time, Leran, you can cut the seal and paste it here."
"Can this beside him?" Everyone was stunned. Li Laosan was particularly curious: "I see that calligraphers and painters continue to stamp after the creation is finished?"
Zhou Zhi smiled and said, "Isn't this not brought it? Then we can only settle for the second best."
"In fact, before the Song Dynasty, since the red seal was not mature, the calligraphy and painting industry often used this method to paste seals. After the Ming Dynasty, the trend of calligraphy and painting became strong, and many collection seals were pasted on the original painting in this way."
"In the Qing Dynasty, some ancient paintings were already damaged. When people repaired them, they often cut off the damaged parts on the picture directly, leaving only the perfect parts." Zhou Zhi said: "But after this treatment, the structure of the picture changed. The original position of the title and seal had to be changed to be harmonious again. At this time, they had to be cut and pasted again in a suitable position."
"So, printing is actually a common technique in the Chinese calligraphy and painting industry. Third brother, you don't know if you don't play with calligraphy and painting."
" There are so many stinky things about people! "Li Laosan said, "You have to remember so many knowledge and so many rules and regulations, which is simply a cause of suffering." "San brother, you are wrong again." Zhou Zhi smiled and said, "Literature is also ordinary people, just like you drink tea and wine, but they are particularly particular about things you like. Su Dongpo and Wang Anshi have lice on their bodies, and they have recorded them in the notes of ancient people. When they don't pay attention to it, they are no different from coachman and groom!"
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After writing the couplet, everyone finally had a good time and decided to take a break.
The next morning, everyone had a lazy sleep and after getting up and having dinner, it was time to say goodbye and go down the mountain.
Both sides thanked each other for their politeness, and then said goodbye. Mingtai sent everyone to the mountain gate and asked Leran to continue to send everyone to the parking space at the foot of the mountain.
As soon as we went down to the foot of the mountain, Li Lao San's elder brother rang. When the phone was finished, Li Lao San bowed to the direction of the mountain gate: "Thank you, my ancestor, thank you, my ancestor. It will be fragrant when we come back again. Master, you are too fast, which makes your disciples flatter..."
"Hey! Third brother, why are you crazy?" Zhou Zhi was shocked: "Who did you call?"
Li Laosan showed shock on his face: "Second brother's phone call, let us go to the capital immediately. The relevant ministries and commissions have agreed to discuss the satellite release with us!"
"Damn!" Zhou Zhi couldn't help but be stunned: "Such coincidence?"
At that point, his phone rang. (This chapter ends)