Legend of Ling Tian

Ling Tian came to the case, leaned down a little, looked at the unfinished painting, and sighed slightly, saying: "All the external painting skills, the girl is already perfect, there is no need to seek further."

"External painting skills?" The woman moved with horror, and said, "Is there any connotation skills? Please also ask the young man to give pointers." Next, the beautiful woman also looked at Ling Tian's eyes instantly, splendid. Continuous flash.

Finally, it was his turn to plagiarize people! Fifteen years, it's not easy! Ling Tian was a little excited in his heart. On the face, he was quiet, saying: "The painting technique is like a mountain, and the painting is like the sea. The mountain can reach the top, and the sea is endless. The girl's painting technique is already high in the mountains, but the painting is, but hehehe ... Ling Tian chuckled for a while.

The woman's eyes sparkled with glory, and she seemed very happy. The voice is also more polite: "Please also ask the young man to point out the maze." I have never heard of Yi Yi, and today I heard the teenager suddenly mention it, obviously there is no other way. The woman has been studying the painting for many years. At this moment, when she heard Ling Tian's words, she suddenly felt that a new world appeared before her eyes, but it was dim and untouchable. It seems that one finger can be broken, but it always lacks the strength of that finger.

Ling Tian reached out his hand and said, "Girl please see." The woman looked around and saw the willow branches fluttering, the green water slightly wrinkled, because she felt the same as before.

Saw her puzzled eyes, Ling Tian couldn't help but smiled and said: "The girl looks at the painting in front of you again, can it be different from the scene before her?"

The woman did not look down at the painting this time, and looked at Ling Tian, ​​saying: "Yes, although the scene in my painting and the scene in front of me look like shapes, they are far away from each other."

Lin Tian laughed and said: "This is the problem."

Said that she took the pen that the woman hadn't put in one hand, and the woman gave way to the jade case.

Ling Tian Zhuoran stood, with one hand behind his back, one hand holding the pen, the body leaned forward slightly, the pen flew like a fly, and in a few moments, several willows dancing with the wind had jumped on paper. When I closed the pen, I saw it a little bit, and when I looked at the painting, even the fish in the water became happy and seemed to be able to jump out of the painting at any time.

In an instant, this ordinary painting seemed to be given to the soul suddenly, and it came alive in a moment.

The four people watched on one side, but they didn't find any subtleties at all. I just think that his writing is no different from his own, just a little faster, but why is the painting so different?

Lin Tian put the pen on the inkstone gently, looked up and smiled: "The ugly."

The shock of four faces! Looking at Ling Tian's eyes seemed to see a monster, and the eyes of the two girls were full of fanaticism and worship. The eyes of the two elderly women were also somewhat respectful.

There are only a few pens, and in an instant, it can turn the commonplace into a handicraft, and there are such characters in the world!

Such a shocking painting technique, why haven't I heard of it before? People with such painting skills should be well-known, but this young boy has never heard of it!

The girl who painted the painting deeply admired and said, "The son is high, the little girl admires it very much! Just a few strokes just now, but it has the finishing touch. The little girl has studied painting for several years and has never seen him as superb Painting skills. Awe-inspiring. I wonder if the son can ... Speaking of which, his eyes suddenly dimmed. Obviously I thought that the other party was obviously a prince. How can I be a teacher in my capacity as the other party? When I wanted to go to the teacher, I suddenly swallowed it back to my mouth.

Of course, Ling Tian heard her meaning, but remained silent, pointing to several paintings, and said: "If the girl doesn't want to leave behind, she will make a fallacy."

Both women's eyes lit up suddenly and looked at him in surprise.

Ling Tian pointed his fingers in one hand and said, "Look at the two girls. Here, the willow will help the wind, and the clear water will swell. The reason why this scene is intoxicating is that the wind blows. The so-called 'Liuzhi leaves from the west to the east, this is not a painting "Liu Shi's painting style", but all the dynamics of still life such as painting of willow, painting of clouds, and painting of water waves are all based on the artistic conception of the wind. "

"Willow branches leave the west to the east, this is not the style of painting Liu Shi!" The painting girl murmured these two words in her mouth, as if she had learned something, her eyes became brighter and brighter. I only feel that each other's words have a different meaning from the ordinary, and they can bring new shocks to myself. Can't help but think: If this person is a teacher, it is a blessing in his life! Unfortunately, the other party is a prince. It seems that this idea can only be deeply buried in my heart ~ www.readwn.com ~ Ling Tian did the instructions and continued: "The so-called splashing ink is not afraid of Jane, and the workmanship is not tiresome. That is why ..."

The painting girl couldn't help but ask, "Excuse me, son, what is splashing ink? What is mianbi?"

Uh!

Lingtian couldn't help but stunned. Only then did I realize that I was so proud that I had forgotten that even in this era, there is no such thing as traditional Chinese painting.

In desperation, he said: "Identify the high and the text is light, while the high is the pen, and the painter intends to write first, and the pen is everywhere. Fortunately, the so-called pen has not been moved, and the chest is already drawn. The pen is naturally written like a god. "Unconsciously unable to explain, I had to draw another paragraph to divert the attention of these women to one side, barely covering up the past.

The girl was full of admiration and praised: "The words of the son, the true meaning of the painting in one word, its thought-provoking effect is like the morning bell of the twilight drum, to the ice ... uh .... to the little girl, it's like Daigo Initiation. It opened the eyes of the little girl and benefited a lot. Please be courteous to the little girl! "Said, bending down deeply.

Ling Tian noticed that when she was talking, she paused, "For Bing ... Uh ... For the little girl", this sentence is very problematic! It is expected that the word "Bing" and the word she has not exported are her name.

Ling Tian chuckled and said, "The girl doesn't have to be polite, she feels sentimentally underneath. It's rare to see the same girl in the painting like this, so you can't help saying a few words, the girl is strange."

The woman smiled and said: "The son is too modest. The little girl only admires and appreciates the son."