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My calligraphy and Chinese painting have improved very quickly. My sister has kept all my practice works. She said that when I become a calligrapher or painter in the future, these practice works can be sold for money. When did my sister become so penny-pinching?
Yes? It really surprised me.
"Don't look at me like that. In order to prevent their works from being spread, many famous writers burn them to ashes after writing them. I can't let you destroy yours. I have to preserve it. In the future, you will be famous.
These exercises that can bear witness to your history of struggle are very memorable. They may be more valuable than some of your works. Big deal, your future works will sell for 10,000 yuan, and I will sell these exercises for 100 yuan, so
Multiple pictures mean a lot of money!" My sister neatly folded my graffiti works and said seriously.
Of course I knew it was impossible for my sister to do that, but I still couldn't help laughing.
"Then why don't you keep more of the works I will paint in the future? Isn't it more valuable? Just collecting one is much more valuable than yours. And others will say, how could Huang Jingyang write such ugly calligraphy? It must have been copied by others.
Fake." I laughed.
"That's true. It's just that you haven't made much progress in the past few days. It seems that everything you write is about the same. It's not easy to wait for you to write a good calligraphy. Chinese painting is even harder. Are you really sure you want to hand in a good calligraphy painting?
Calligraphy, a piece of Chinese painting to participate in the competition?" asked my sister.
"I must pay it. I have already promised Teacher Wang. A man must keep his word, right?" As soon as I picked up the pen, my expression immediately became focused.
Seeing me preparing to write, my sister kept silent and stood quietly. She really liked watching me concentrate on writing. She said that I was like a devout believer at that time. She could even feel the vitality in me.
All around my body gathered together, and the words I wrote seemed to have spiritual energy.
In fact, it is not the energy around me that makes the words I write have aura, but the thoughts I have. The energy around me can make up for my loss.
My handwriting is getting better and better, and my Chinese painting is getting better and better. I can always give my sister a surprise every day. And I feel more and more clearly that the ray of Taoism in the guqin score of "Mountains and Flowing Waters" is protecting me.
It is almost integrated with me. And I have a clear feeling that practicing calligraphy and traditional Chinese painting these days is also very helpful for me to integrate this ray of Taoism. When the artistic conception of calligraphy and painting reaches a certain level
, in fact, it is almost integrated into the laws of heaven and earth, which means it is close to the will of Tao.
When I was painting, I had a feeling that maybe tonight I can integrate that ray of Taoism. Because I already feel that my Tao seems to be sprouting. It is precisely because of this feeling that my painting today seems to be better than
It became much smoother in the past, and the brush in my hand seemed to have spirituality. The feeling of the brush crossing the paper was like fingers on the skin. It was a very real feeling. When this exercise was completed, I felt like I was suddenly flying away.
The feeling of waking up. I seem to have found the true meaning of Chinese painting.
"I must keep this painting. It will be treasured forever!" My sister really knows her stuff. She can tell at a glance that the painting I just completed is extraordinary. I have never been so happy during the painting process. Although it is
I was sweating profusely, but my heart was happy.
"It doesn't matter how much you keep." I smiled and picked up the clothes my sister put on the stool to take a shower.
At night, when I used my spiritual consciousness to touch that ray of Taoism again, not only did I not feel the rejection of that ray of Taoism, but I felt a strong affinity. That ray of Taoism actually attracted my spiritual consciousness.
When my spiritual consciousness really collided with that ray of Dao intention, that ray of Dao intention actually pounced directly towards my spiritual consciousness.
boom!
It was as if there was a thunder in my mind, and my spiritual consciousness suddenly returned to my sea of consciousness, and my sea of consciousness was like a rough sea, suddenly stirring up turbulent waves.
Suddenly, there was a person's memory in my mind, which was completely filled with various experiences. I seemed to become another person all of a sudden, and I completely knew this person's experience.
He loved music since he was a child and learned to play the piano. When he was older, he left his relatives and traveled around. One day, when he finally composed the most beautiful piano music in the world, he discovered that his family had
The flames of war were nowhere to be found. Then he realized that the most beautiful sound in the human world is not the sound of the piano, but the voice of his family. Later, when he traveled among the mountains and rivers, he finally created the most authentic sounds of nature.
That group of real "Mountains and Flowing Waters" sounded in my mind, and the wonderful sound of the piano made me sigh with admiration.
After a piano piece ended, my mind was still filled with the sound of the piano. The ancients said that after listening to the most beautiful piece of music, the lingering sound will linger for three days. It turns out to be true. This piece can definitely be done. Of course, it also depends on the level of performance.
This kind of master-level piano music combined with a master-level performance level, the piano music performed is like a brand, engraved in my mind. I'm afraid it will be hard to listen to other music in the future.
From the memory of this master-level luthier, I actually got the method of making the guqin. But I could only get some materials from dreams.
I quickly entered the dreamland, found all the materials I needed, and then started refining. When the luthier was young, he was just an ordinary luthier. He used many methods to make the guqin, just to find the material with the most beautiful sound. In the end, he made it
Making a unique piano. I was surprised to find that some of the scenes in this violinist's memory were actually in dreams. I was very surprised, how did this ordinary violinist enter the dream? Did he have someone to help him?
Help his soul enter this dream? I didn't think too much about this headache. It is naturally much simpler for me to make this kind of guqin. It is also effortless to obtain various materials. I try
The first guqin was made. I played it directly in my dream.
As soon as the music started, the nine-tailed fox rushed over.
"Stop talking, you will ruin this place!" the nine-tailed fox shouted, interrupting my playing.
"Why?" I was a little confused.
"This place is inherently weird. Everything that exists seems to exist, but also seems to be illusory. If you play such music now, this illusory and real world may not be preserved." The nine-tailed fox explained. But I
I still couldn't understand it. I stopped and didn't want to continue. I was going to practice the guqin and take it out.
"Can you take me out?" the nine-tailed fox asked.
"How can I take you out? You are a vixen. What if I take you out and you go and harm others?" I asked.
"Don't worry about this. As long as you promise me, I will naturally tell you how to take me out. As for harming others, you don't have to worry about that." said the nine-tailed fox.
"As long as you don't harm anyone and everything you do is within my control, I can consider agreeing to you. However, you must be completely under my control." I don't dare to easily agree to the request of a vixen. Vixen, as the name suggests,
, must be cunning and cunning.
"I can give you a ray of my life essence. After you sacrifice it, I will become your contracted spirit beast. Naturally, I can follow you in and out of this place." The nine-tailed fox said something that made me unable to
Ways to refuse.
A nine-tailed fox as big as a finger was condensed in the hand of the nine-tailed fox, which was handed to my hand. He also told me how to sacrifice its natal essence. Although the nine-tailed fox seemed to be true, I
Still some don't believe it.
"You are staying well here, why do you need to run out? It's not safe outside." I said with some worry.
"I have been staying in this place for countless years, and I can't stay any longer. This place is not what you see, nor is it what you imagined. It is a very strange place." The nine-tailed fox said.
After I refined the essence of the nine-tailed fox, I really felt that the nine-tailed fox was completely in my hands.
"Since we have this relationship now, after we go out, I still want to have a title for you. I'll call you Xiaojiu. You can just call me Huang Jingyang." I said.
"Hey, Xiaojiu. Xiaojiu likes this name." The nine-tailed fox was very happy with the nickname I gave it.
I took Xiaojiu out of the dreamland, holding a guqin in my hand. But it was getting late, so I asked Xiaojiu to hide under the quilt, but he wanted to run out and play.
"You can't go out. If you don't obey, I will throw you back. And you can only leave one tail outside. If you scare others, they will throw you back." I lifted one of Xiaojiu's tails and put it directly on Xiaojiu's.
A slap on the butt.
"Ah!" Xiaojiu screamed. He looked at me with tears in his eyes for a long time, but I was unmoved. He could only get into my bed with tears in his eyes.
When I woke up in the morning, I found Xiaojiu lying on my head. I slapped her away.
"What are you doing? I didn't make any mistakes." Xiao Jiu asked pitifully.
"Didn't I tell you last night that you could only have one tail? You have nine tails and you want to scare people to death?" I asked.
"I'm not. There are no outsiders here now."
"What if someone else breaks in?"
My sister's voice sounded in the living room, "Jingyang, get up quickly. If you don't get up, my sister will come over and lift the quilt."
In fact, it's not cold at all now, but the feeling of being taken off the quilt by a girl is always unpleasant.
I quickly got dressed, threw the nine-tailed fox into the quilt, and said, "Don't come out, just stay here." In fact, I didn't have much hope that the nine-tailed fox could stay here forever.