Weigh it with your hands and tap lightly.
The sound of the ink stick is crisp, the feel is solid, and the texture is tough.
This is a manifestation of the good smoke, good glue and good hammering skills of the ink stick.
He grinds it by hand, and deeply appreciates the smooth texture of this ink.
He is very fond of this piece of ink.
The evaluation of the strips has deepened again, and I deeply feel that this ink strip, which is obviously a new ink, is no worse than the exquisite famous ink passed down from ancient times collected by my grandfather.
It was rare for him to encounter good ink, so he couldn't help but curiously inquire about it.
He wanted to know where to buy it.
He wanted to buy some filial piety for his grandfather who was rarely willing to use his precious ink.
It was also his heart.
The old man should be very happy.
"It's just a mediocre skill.
It can't reach the level of elegance.
It's just what I like.
It can't be called a unique skill."
Su Zhiyuan walked behind the desk and waved his hands again and again, and said with a smile: "Haha, Ajin, you are being modest.
This skill can be...
It’s not like you can practice in a day or two.
You can leave both hands to your uncle for appreciation and mutual improvement.”
"Yes, this is medicinal ink.
I didn't buy it somewhere.
It is the formula of Ali Xunmo.
I mixed it myself.
I feel really good after using it."
A rigorous compliment.
For someone who has always doted on his daughter, he feels that his little girl is a god.
Su Zhiyuan from The Best Baby Below , that is the best form of flattery.
He changed his usual modest style and spoke freely about the advantages he felt after using it without any humility: "Run, smooth, lustrous, and transparent.
Ah Li is very fond of three of them, and I often smell them.
It can also calm your mind and improve your mood.”
"Third brother likes it.
I'll pack some for you later.
I accidentally got an ancient ink recipe some time ago.
I mixed it up at home for my father and I to practice calligraphy on weekdays.
I don't know that third brother is also interested in this.
If you are interested, I will not make fun of you and generously send them around The skills you have just learned are not very perfect yet.
Third brother, don’t be dissatisfied.
Practice on weekdays and use them first.
Later, when my skills become more familiar, I will give you better ones."
Su Li smiled faintly and leaned over from the bookcase drawer behind the desk.
He pulled out a box of packed ink sticks and handed them to Yan Jin.
As she comes into contact with more and more things, she has more and more formulas stored in her mind.
These ancient ink formulas are one of them.
Some time ago, she stopped doing consultations.
When she had some free time, she happened to have them in hand.
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She had the materials and came across some good pine smoke, so she started making some ink sticks for her and her father to use.
She only gave one box to Grandpa and Grandpa Luan.
They were also traditional elders.
In their free time, I can also practice calligraphy "It's just a hands-on work.
I don't have to make too many.
Third brother will take a box and use it first.
Later I will make more and send them to Yanjing for you."
For those who are getting stronger and stronger with their hands-on skills, their senses are sharp, and they have the formula, for For her who can control the quantity to the extreme and has special abilities to assist her, once she has a successful experience, she will have no difficulty in matching it again in the future, and her craftsmanship will become more and more exquisite, and she will be able to give it away to others.
"Okay, I'm waiting for Ah Li's peak work."
Su Li's understatement of modesty and rigor was deeply believed.
He was not polite to Su Li either.
The more natural he was, the more recognized he would be by Ah Li.
As for how to thank Ah Li for her hard work, she will have her own reward.
"Ah Li, don't work too hard, don't be in a hurry."
This was his only worry.
Although he hadn't seen each other a few times since the breakup, Yan Jing knew from his daily contacts how busy and fulfilling Su Li's schedule was. , a rare rest time, he wanted Ah Li to have a good rest "No, third brother, don't worry, I won't be tired."
While talking, the three of them cooperated with each other to start their afternoon plan, writing Spring Festival couplets.
The Spring Festival couplets pray on peach charms, and red has the smell of warding off evil spirits.
Therefore, the Spring Festival couplets are all red.
Spring couplets, also known as "spring posts" and "door couplets", use neatly matched, concise and exquisite words to depict beautiful images and express good wishes.
They are a unique literary form of the Han nationality.
Every Spring Festival, no matter in urban or rural areas, every household will select red Spring Festival couplets and paste them on the door to bid farewell to the old and welcome the new, adding to the festive atmosphere.
There are many types of Spring Festival couplets, ranging from square to short to narrow.
Most people nowadays use the printed version, but the Su family likes to write the Spring Festival couplets with their own brushes, which makes them feel more like the Chinese New Year. .
There are also banners on the doors of each room, Spring Festival couplets on the door, and the word "Fu" on the window wall.
Su Li carefully cooperated and laid out the red paper on Nuo Da's desk, and put the written Spring Festival couplets aside on a specially prepared flat folding table.
Place on top to dry.
The three of them cooperated in a tacit and harmonious manner.
Su Zhiyuan held his breath and concentrated, dipped his pen in the ink, thought for a moment, and wrote as if he was inspired.
Each line was neatly contrasted, the language was exquisite, and the never-repeated Spring Festival couplets were born under his hands.
Su Zhiyuan completed it in one go.
After writing five or six paintings in a row, he stopped writing and said with a smile: "A Jin, come on, you can try it too."
Su Zhiyuan placed the medium-sized brush in his hand on the inkstone and gave way to his position.
Please be careful when handling it.
"Okay, please comment, uncle."
Rigorous did not shirk.
He stepped forward, stood upright, raised his pen and concentrated on it.
After thinking for a while, he splashed the ink, the pen moved like a dragon and a snake, and the handwriting was flying and phoenix dancing.
The pen was full of ink, and the iron painting and silver hook penetrated the back of the paper.
It is majestic and majestic, with strong bones and muscles.
The vertical and horizontal lines are wider than the horizontal ones, and the horizontal lines have horizontal meanings.
The vertical lines are straight and upright, which reflects the original meaning of the characters, like a sword on the battlefield.
Holding the pen and ink in the hand, the mind is upright and the body is stable, showing everyone's temperament.
The horizontal and vertical dots and strokes are strong, and the strong character is full of strength.
It is said that words are like the person they are.
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You can tell a person's character from his handwriting.
Compared with Su Zhiyuan, who has always been honest and steady in character, his fonts are thick and thick and only limited to his nature.
The rigorous fonts are undoubtedly more open and sparse, vigorous and powerful, showing that he has a broad mind and a broad pattern, which is by no means ordinary.
The hidden edge shows a slight edge, while the exposed edge also shows subtlety and profound foundation.
Su Zhiyuan, who was watching from the side, was amazed.
Su Li's eyes lit up with approval and she clapped her hands in praise.
"Good calligraphy, good calligraphy, Ah Jin, this" Su Zhiyuan raised his thumb and praised loudly, admiring him from the bottom of his heart.
It took decades of hard work and hard work to achieve such a great demeanor.
Judging from the words, Ajin is definitely a golden scale, not an object in the pond.
When the wind and clouds meet, he turns into a dragon and soars upwards, straight into the nine heavens.
"Third brother, your handwriting is really amazing without showing your real face."
Su Li said jokingly with a smile: "Third brother, keep going, keep going.
This year our Spring Festival couplets will have to be changed.
Everything depends on Third Brother. , I have to leave it to the third brother.
I absolutely believe that the level of the third brother cannot be improved."
"Uncle, Ah Li praised me.
I just practice calligraphy more if I have nothing to do.
I hope you can see it."
Yan Jin raised the corners of his lips gently, and a smile overflowed from his eyes.
He was very happy that he could use his calligraphy hand.
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