"This is the Guange style. It was created by the emperor of the Qing Dynasty. It was then carefully polished by calligraphers to form the current Guange style. Because of its clear font and standardized writing, it has now been used in the imperial examination. The first thing you need to learn is
I'll buy Guange style and other fonts later and copy them later." After writing, Master Wen asked Gu Chengyu to sit on his seat.
Gu Chengyu felt that he needed to know more about Yuan Qing's emperor. He had to find out Yuan Qing's life story. He was now sure that he was a time traveler.
"Open the Thousand Character Classic and I will teach you how to read the first few sentences." Master Wen stood up and said, "Read it after me!"
"The sky and the earth are dark and yellow, the universe is vast. The sun and the moon are full, and the stars are arranged in a row." A thousand-character text, eight characters for one sentence. Gu Chengyu read the first eight sentences after Master Wen, repeated it several times, and then stopped.
"First of all, you have become proficient in reading these sentences. It is best to recite them. Reading while writing can deepen the impression. For the time being, write according to the words in the book. I will check again later." Then, regardless of whether Gu Chengyu remembered it or not,
I was busy teaching other students.
Gu Chengyu also knew that with so many people in the private school, it was impossible for the Master to delay everyone's progress just for one student. He knew all these characters. As long as he read them carefully and carefully observed the strokes of the traditional Chinese characters, he would be able to grasp them firmly.
Keep it firmly in mind.
After laying out the paper, Mr. Wen had already sharpened the ink and dipped the brush into the ink. However, he found that the posture of holding the brush in his little hand was not so coordinated. After adjusting for a while, he felt that the posture was barely correct, so he started writing. Of course, he had just written.
You can't bring out the skills from your previous life, you have to retain some of them. Although the teacher in your previous life often said you were skilled in craftsmanship, the neatness should be considered acceptable.
After picking up the pen and writing the four characters at the beginning of the Thousand Character Essay, he took away the pen and hand and looked at the four big characters on the paper. Gu Chengyu twitched the corner of his mouth. He had not practiced calligraphy since the end of the previous life and traveled to the Dayan Dynasty.
Until now, I have never even touched a writing brush. Besides, my little hands are very uncoordinated, and it is difficult to grasp the brush.
At this level, I guess there is no need to keep it, so just practice hard!
Gu Chengyu picked up the brush and started practicing on the spread paper again. After practicing a few large characters, he slowly found the feeling. At this moment, his mind was clear and he was completely immersed in this flowing feeling.
When Gu Chengyu came back to his senses, he found that Master Wen had already been standing by his desk, looking at his handwriting attentively. Seeing this, Gu Chengyu hurriedly put down his pen, only to find that he had already written five sheets of large characters.
The strokes at the beginning were crooked to the back, and became more and more straight, until the words at the back actually had a unique charm, but perhaps the wrist strength was insufficient, and the written words were a bit frivolous and lacked character.
In his previous life, he was judged by his teacher as having insufficient spiritual energy. After experiencing the apocalypse and time travel, his state of mind may have improved, or it may be due to the effect of drinking spiritual springs regularly. In short, no matter what the reason is, there has been such progress, Gu Chengyu's heart
It's a surprise. Of course, such calligraphy is not considered good. It can only be said that it is superficially graceful and graceful, but lacks restrained character. However, calligraphy requires repeated practice, and these need to be practiced slowly in the future.
But when he saw Mr. Wen standing next to him, Gu Chengyu felt a little troubled. He had just started class today. He was a farmer's boy who couldn't read Chinese characters before. He just picked up a brush and wrote like this. It didn't look like it was written by a beginner.
Right? It's also because he was so immersed in such a beautiful feeling that he forgot about his surroundings.
Ma Junhui started to pay attention to them when Mr. Wen stood next to Gu Chengyu. Seeing that Gu Chengyu was very devoted to practicing calligraphy, he didn't even know that Mr. Wen was standing next to him. Mr. Wen didn't bother him, and even stroked his beard.
Nodding, his expression softened a lot, and he actually saw a smile in Master's eyes. Did Gu Chengyu write well? Why did Master look satisfied? The desk was too far away, and he couldn't see what he wrote.
Character
Master Wen picked up the papers full of words and looked at Gu Chengyu's handwriting which was a little messy at first, but later turned into a flying and moving expression. Even Master Wen had to marvel, some things require talent after all.
, it is rare for a beginner to be able to practice like this.
"The font tends to be soft and delicate. At first glance, it looks a bit graceful, but it loses its power. I think you still have some talent in calligraphy, but even though you have such talent, you cannot be proud and complacent. You need to know that in ancient times, there were
It is not that there are people with talents, but in the end they all fade away to the public. I hope you can guard against arrogance and impetuosity, and never slack off in the future." Master Wen put down the paper, faced Gu Chengyu, and spoke his heartfelt advice.
"Thank you for your teaching, sir! I will definitely practice more diligently in the future and never dare to slack off. It's just that I will have to ask my teacher for advice in the future."
The students in Class C had already started whispering next to each other, and Ma Junhui had already stopped practicing calligraphy. The fingertips of his right hand holding the pen holder looked a little white due to exertion. In the past, he was the only one in Class C whose handwriting was often affected.
The husband's compliments were only good, and far less profound and detailed than the master's comments on Gu Chengyu's words today. It seems that this Gu Chengyu should not be underestimated. Then I felt a little sad, if he had been two years earlier,
I'm afraid I've been promoted to Class B a long time ago, so how can I still hang out with these dandy kids who are ignorant and ignorant all day long?
"Just come to me from now on. Do you know how to recite the sentences I asked you to recite just now?"
"Master, I've learned it by heart." Gu Chengyu knew that it was just a test of the student's qualifications at the beginning, and he would make adjustments based on the student's learning ability in the future. So he couldn't control whether this would be too high-profile! Because he didn't want to be in Class C
Too much time is wasted. For him, memorization is his strong point. He would rather spend his time on the Four Books and Five Classics or other miscellaneous subjects that interest him.
"Then you carry it!" Wen Fuzi put his hands behind his back, his eyes hinting at some expectations.
"The sky and the earth are dark and yellow," the young child's voice echoed in the somewhat quiet room. The words were precise and precise, and every word was perfect.
As soon as they finished memorizing it, someone among the students shouted "Wow!" and the conversation became louder.
Ma Junhui felt that he was more nervous than Gu Chengyu just now. He didn't know what he was nervous about or what he was looking forward to. Seeing Gu Chengyu fluently reciting what he had learned before, he suddenly felt a little disappointed. Master just taught
After two times, Gu Chengyu was able to memorize them all in only about a quarter of an hour, and he was also praised by his master for his writing. Such a qualification is really enviable!
I originally thought that Ye Zhiqiu, who had just been promoted to Class B, was not as qualified as him because of his early enlightenment and hard work. But what about Gu Chengyu now? Does he really have the kind of enviable talent in school?
Ma Junhui looked at the brush in his hand that was originally intended for writing and was filled with ink. A few drops of ink dripped down, staining the paper into a ball of ink, and the ink had blurred a large piece of the original handwriting on it.