Chu garlic

Chapter 2

At the Zhuqueqiao private school, the young children of Xi Tan, Chu Xin, Chu Suanzi and Du Lingyang were listening to the lecture. Chu Suanzi was 6 years old at the time, and Du Lingyang was 9 years old.Du Lingyang's father, Du Ai, passed away shortly after his birth. His mother, Pei Mu, was a widow and raised her only daughter, Du Lingyang.

"In ancient times, those who wished to bring virtue to the world should first govern their country; those who wished to govern their country should first order their families; those who wished to order their families should first cultivate their own bodies," said the school teacher.

Xi Tan fell asleep at his desk.The school teacher cleared his throat and said, "Xi Tan! Xi Tan!" Chu Xin hurriedly woke up Xi Tan.

The school teacher continued to teach: "Those who want to cultivate their bodies must first correct their hearts; those who want to correct their hearts must first be sincere in their intentions; those who want to be sincere in their intentions must first extend their knowledge; the extension of knowledge lies in the investigation of things."

Xi Tan took out a bird's egg and played with it quietly.When Chu Xin saw it, she asked softly, "Ah, bird eggs! When did you dig them out?"

"Do you want to go hunting birds with me?" Xi Tan winked and said, "Shall we sneak away for a while?"

Chu Suanzi is the most well-behaved, with bright eyes and bright teeth, and Du Lingyang listens attentively to the lecture, and the school teacher often casts approving glances at them.

After school, two brothers, Chu Xin and Xi Tan, went to hunt birds.

"Sister, look, those flowers are so beautiful!" Chu Suanzi pointed to the flowerbed in front of him.

Du Lingyang and Chu Suanzi ran to enjoy the flowers. "It's so beautiful! It smells so good!" Du Lingyang caressed a pink Albizia juliensis, sniffing the fragrance.

"Sister, what kind of flower is this?" Chu Suanzi asked.

"This is my mother's favorite albizia julibrissin. It blooms during the day and closes at night, which symbolizes loyal and unswerving love." Du Lingyang replied.

"Oh!" Chu Suanzi half understood: "What flower does Lingtang dislike the most?"

"It's a tea flower!" Du Lingyang was thoughtful: "My mother said that the tea flower blooms in late spring, and there is no competition for spring when you are lonely. After the tea flower, there will be no more fragrance in the world. It is the flower of the end of spring, an ominous flower!"

"Oh! Tumihua!" Chu Suanzi said childishly.

Chu Suanzi and Du Lingyang worshiped Mrs. Wei Shuowei, a great calligrapher, as their teacher.The Wei family has worked on calligraphy for generations. Wei Shuo learned from Zhong Yao and taught his methods wonderfully.Among them was Wang Xizhi, a proud student who was good at calligraphy, and Wei Shuo was his first teacher.

It's a sunny day.Mrs. Wei led the children to admire the high sky and flowing clouds on the lawn at the eastern foot of Meihua Mountain.

"Calligraphy focuses on a word of enlightenment. We learn from seven basic strokes: horizontal, dot, left, folded, vertical, pressed, and horizontal folded hook." Mrs. Wei demonstrated the basic strokes on a big stone with a brush.

Xi Tan was whispering to Xie An.Xie An is the same age as Xi Tan, and is Chu Suanzi's cousin, only 4 years older than Chu Suanzi.

"Look at how beautiful Chu Suanzi and Du Lingyang are sitting in the grass, just like fairies Chang'e in the moon." Xi Tan looked over bewilderedly.

"Yes!" Xie An echoed: "In terms of seniority, I'm still Chu Suanzi's cousin. Hehe."

Mrs. Wei continued: "The brushwork is ever-changing, but it is just a combination of several basic strokes, and everything remains the same." Mrs. Wei paused, and observed that except for Chu Suanzi and Du Lingyang who were listening carefully, the rest They were whispering to each other, couldn't help smiling, and shook their heads helplessly. "The beauty of calligraphy lies in the visualization of abstract lines. Before learning "horizontal", let's observe the flowing clouds in the sky and see what can be learned from them."

Children scrambled to answer, saying that flowing clouds are like flowers, mushrooms, willow leaves, etc., but Chu Suanzi had another opinion: "Clouds float and swim, changing in thousands of ways."

"That's right! Floating clouds flow and move, and their shapes will change ever-changingly. This 'horizontal' is just like a thousand miles of clouds, and it is faintly tangible, and there are various subtle images inside."

At this time, suddenly a few white geese stumbled and ran towards the hillside.There is a young man in his 20s chasing after him, that is Wang Xizhi.Wang Xizhi was out of breath after chasing the white goose: "Stop! Don't run! My goose, don't run!"

Mrs. Wei stopped Wang Xizhi: "Wang Xizhi!"

Wang Xizhi bowed and saluted: "I met Mrs. Wei! Just now, the students were practicing calligraphy with the white goose, and I want the goose to run away!"

"Xizhi! Come and meet my new apprentices! This is your senior brother Wang Xizhi, the proud disciple of your master." Mrs. Wei said.

"Hello senior brother!" the young children said in unison.

"In the future, ask your senior brother for advice, and learn from his experience in calligraphy!"

Wang Xizhi, who had few characters, loved raising geese.The body of the goose is graceful, the index finger is hooked high like a goose's head and its head is soaring and slightly curved, and the brush strokes are like a goose's palm watering away. From this, Wang Xizhi realized the beauty of lines and inner structure of calligraphy.

One day, Chu Xin, Xi Tan, Du Lingyang, and Chu Suanzi came to Jiuqu Qingxi to play and fly kites.The servants watched the young children playing and playing not far away.

"Look, my kite flies the highest!" Xi Tan said.

"No, it's mine!" Du Lingyang was unwilling to be seconded.

Chu Suanzi suddenly exclaimed: "Ah, my kite!" The kite was hung on a tree branch, and in desperation, the little Chu Suanzi climbed onto a big rock under the tree.

"Sister Suanzi, be careful!" Du Lingyang shouted.

At this time, Sima Yue, the then 8-year-old king of Langya, was passing by in his chariot with his attendants. When he saw a girl standing on the boulder, he ordered the car to stop: "The scenery here is very beautiful. This king wants to come down for a walk!"

"Yes!" said the attendant.

Sima Yue couldn't help but stop and watch curiously when he saw the girl struggling with something.Standing on the rock, Chu Suanzi stood on tiptoe, but the kite was tightly entwined by the branches, and accidentally fell off the rock and fell into the water.Chu Suanzi thumped desperately: "Help! Help!" Sima Yue was familiar with water skills, so he ran quickly and jumped into the water regardless of his own safety.The companions surrounded the small river in an instant, and all the servants rushed over, at this time Sima Yue had rescued Chu Suanzi ashore.

Chu Xin was very grateful, and saluted: "Thank you, Mr. Lang, for saving my sister! Dare I ask Mr. Lang's name?"

The attendant was still in shock: "Your Highness, how could you disregard safety and go into the water yourself, just tell the servants to go! If something goes wrong, even ten heads of the servants are not enough to cut off!" The attendant said to Chu Xin: "Your Highness is Langya King Sima Yue! Fortunately, Your Highness is safe, otherwise"

Chu Suanzi quickly thanked and saluted: "Thank you, Your Highness, for saving me!"Sima Yue and Chu Suanzi have their own predestined relationship to each other.

(End of this chapter)