Grandpa's great writer

Chapter 621

In fact, in the final analysis, Zhang rewrites the characters in order to make the characters reach the level he likes, and at the same time, he can express his emotions for a certain period of time.

But Xu Hai and the others are more inclined to artistic expression when writing.

However, although Xu Hai is engaged in art, he is not unsophisticated, and said with a smile, "I heard that Mr. Zhang came to the Central Academy of Art in the morning, and I was wondering what kind of wind could blow your big Buddha here. It turns out that this wind is Dean He. and Dean Wu."

He Ruchu quickly waved his hands and said, "It has nothing to do with me, he didn't even notify me when he came."

Zhang Chong smiled, this old man is so narrow-minded, he hasn't told him about it at least five times since meeting him.

"Director Xu is teaching students? We didn't bother you, did we?"

"No, no, there are few people in the studio on weekends, and it's too busy. You guys came at a good time. I don't think we should stay here in the calligraphy teaching and research section. Let's go to the landscape teaching and research section. The place over there is spacious and brighter, no It seems cramped here." Xu Hai laughed.

He Ruchu said with a smile, "You are complaining to me."

"Oh—I didn't mean that, Dean He, don't think too much about it."

"I think that's what you mean."

Seeing the two quarreling, Zhang Zhong also had a preliminary understanding of Xu Hai's temper.

Of course, we can actually see the clues from his clothes and the pipe dangling from his mouth.

If it weren't for being unconventional, he probably wouldn't come to teach students in an undershirt.

Everyone didn't stay long in the calligraphy teaching and research section, and soon went to the landscape, flower and bird teaching and research section.

After entering the Shanshui, Flowers and Birds teaching and research section, Zhang Zhong finally understood why Xu Hai complained just now.

The scale of these two teaching and research rooms is not at the same level at all.

Different from the cramped scene in the calligraphy teaching and research section, the landscape, flower and bird teaching and research section is indeed much more spacious.

There is only one person in the teaching and research room at this time.

He Ruchu pointed to the middle-aged man who was painting and said, "This is Liang Xiao, the deputy director of the landscape, flower and bird teaching and research section. His landscape paintings are outstanding."

Xu Hai, who was next to him, dismantled the stage, "Dean He, you are wrong to say that. Teacher Fang Keyin's landscape paintings are the best, and Liang Xiao's landscape paintings can only be regarded as the second best."

Liang Xiao, who was painting, picked up the pen and turned around with a smile, "I heard Xu Hai talking bad about me from afar."

Xu Hai smiled and said, "It's a bad thing to say that your landscape painting attainment is only inferior to Teacher Fang Keyin's?"

Liang Xiao also saw Zhang Zhong and the others at the moment, so he ignored Xu Hai and said to Zhang Zhong with a smile, "I said, why is the magpie outside the window screaming all the time? It turns out that there are distinguished guests coming."

Zhang Zhong smiled and said, "I didn't disturb your painting."

"No, it's just finished." Liang Xiao put down his pen and stretched his waist.

Xu Hai moved his head closer, "What are you drawing, let me see."

After reading it, Xu Hai said disappointedly, "It's the same old thing again."

Liang Xiao retorted, "Aren't you writing Huaxia characters every day? I haven't seen you writing other things. I'll wait until you come up with some foreign language calligraphy before I say this."

Zhang Zhong followed He Ruchu and walked over.

He looked at the scenery in the painting and said with a smile, "Is this the painting of the rising sun on Mount Tai?"

"Teacher Zhang has eyesight." Liang Xiao praised.

Xu Hai pointed to the stone steps and the temple on the top in the painting, "Isn't this obvious?"

Liang Xiaobai glanced at Xu Hai, then smiled and said to Zhang Zhong, "I went to Mount Tai again a few days ago."

Zhang nodded again: "President He's words are true. Mr. Liang's landscape painting skills are really extraordinary. The day embraces the hibiscus and jumps, and the sky crosses the stone. The dynamic image of the sunrise in the East China Sea is vivid on the paper, which is fascinating."

Liang Xiao's eyes lit up, "The sun embraces Fusang and jumps, and the sky crosses Jieshi. Is there a source for this sentence?"

"No source." Zhang Zhong shook his head.

"Could it be that Mr. Zhang expressed his feelings?"

Zhang nodded his head. He has thick skin now, so he put Li Mengyang's poems on his own head.

He Ruchu still knew Zhang Zhong well, stepped forward and said, "There must be more than this sentence, right?"

"More than that, there are a few more."

Hearing Zhang Chong's words, Liang Xiaofu felt his heart, and quickly handed over the pen, "I also ask Teacher Zhang to enlighten me."

Zhang Zhong looked at He Ruchu and Wu Ziyun, they all looked expectant, so he said with a smile, "Okay, then I'll make a fool of myself."

"Mr. Zhang, write here."

There is no blank space in this painting, Liang Xiao pointed to the area in front of the red sun and said.

Zhang nodded, and then recalled it in his mind before writing.

He wrote at a leisurely pace, and everyone's eyes followed the tip of his nose.

The words were written on paper and printed in everyone's hearts.

Bow your head to Qilu, look east to the sea like a cup.

On the top of Dou Ran, if you don't believe it, thousands of mountains will open.

The day embraces Fusang and jumps, and the sky crosses Jieshi.

After writing this, Zhang Zhong paused.

He Ruchu asked, "What's the matter? Have you finished writing?"

Zhang Zhong shook his head before continuing to write the last sentence.

You see, after the beginning of Qin Dynasty, there is still Hanhuang Terrace.

He hadn't intended to write the last sentence.

The first few sentences of this poem are all about the scenery, but the last two sentences are mocking Qin Shihuang and Han Wudi.

Both Emperor Qin Shihuang and Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty held Fengchan in Mount Tai, and the last two sentences are mocking the behavior of Emperor Qin and Han Wu's obsession with seeking longevity.

Of course, it may not be possible to draw such a conclusion just by looking at this poem, after all, the literal meaning of this sentence is quite simple.

[Look at Qin Shihuang, and Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty conferring Zen. 】

But it was precisely because of Zhang Zhong's pause just now that He Ruchu and the others had many ideas.

Why the pause before these two sentences?

These two sentences seem very common.

Could it be something else?
Such a product.

It came out of other meanings.

Wu Ziyun thought: Is it because the last sentence was changed temporarily, it was originally a description of the scene, but later I felt that it was not deep enough, so I changed it?
Liang Xiao thought: If it was just to set off Mount Tai's reputation with this sentence, it shouldn't have stopped for so long. Maybe it was because Zhang Zhong had some special thoughts about Feng Chan?

Xu Hai thought: There must be other meanings, otherwise this sentence would seem abrupt, and such a common sentence would not stop.

He Ruchu thought: Could it be that Zhang Chong was dissatisfied with Qin Shihuang and Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty for making great achievements and wishing for longevity, so he deliberately used this sentence to mock them?

Xu Yuhan thought: It's a bit strange to stop for a while.

Peng Peng thought: This sun is like the yolk of a salted duck egg.

Everyone has their own ideas.

Zhang Zhong didn't expect that such a pause would cause a "misunderstanding", but he couldn't care less about it. After finishing the poem, he put down his brush and said with a smile, "I'm showing my ugliness."

Liang Xiao and the others just woke up.

No matter what doubts they have about the last sentence, the first few sentences fit perfectly with the image of the painting.

In other words, this poem fits perfectly with Mount Tai.

Xu Hai blinked, alas, Zhang Zhong can make his words be remembered by people just because of his poems.

(End of this chapter)