Love 5: I have an immortal view

“My God! It’s moving! This little guy is moving!”

Accompanied by someone’s exclamation, under the stunned eyes of everyone, the little monkey held a brush like flowing water, and wrote out a poem it had just found on the phone.

Liu Zongyuan, who was standing by his side, was taken aback for a moment, and subconsciously moved towardsThe little monkey looked at the desktop,

In the end, there were only four very neat poems, which had been written by the little monkey on the rice paper on the table at some point!

Grape wine luminous glass,

If you want to drink the pipa, hurry up.

Drunk lying on the battlefield Lord Grim,

How many people fought in ancient times…

Every word was paused in an orderly manner, but between the lines, it seemed a bit dull.

But it happened to be like this, but Liu Zongyuan felt that there was an indescribable atmosphere in this poem!

It gave him the feeling that it was the same as the Taoist scripture that Lu Xiaoyu brought out just now! There’s something fascinating, even refreshingly delusional.

He was slightly startled. Could it be that the Taoist scripture just now was really written by this little monkey?

No!

Absolutely impossible!

It’s not that he didn’t miss the words written by the little monkey in the notebook just now. Although the writing is good, it is ordinary and has no artistic conception at all!

How could it be possible to suddenly improve by leaps and bounds after switching to calligraphy?

There must be a problem with my angle here, which is why I have this illusion.

Liu Zongyuan comforted himself,

At any rate, he performed supernormally this time, and touched a little bit of Master Liu’s realm!

No matter how powerful this little monkey is, it can’t be a real master of calligraphy!

Thinking of this, Liu Zongyuan picked up a pen and marked his name on the back of the poem he wrote.

And he took out the seal that he had prepared a long time ago, stained it with some ink pad, and stamped it heavily in the corner of the poem.

It has to be said that Liu Zongyuan has done a thorough study of Master Liu, one of the Eight Great Masters of the Tang Dynasty.

Even his signature is exactly the same as that person’s, and this seal was carved out by him at a high price. If you don’t use precise instruments, or have a sharp eye, I’m afraid you won’t be able to tell whether this poem is true or not. .

It seems that it has reached the point where a gift can be mistaken for the real one!

The only difference is that the artistic conception of Master Liu cannot be reproduced in this poem!

This is the only thing Liu Zongyuan lacks!

“My God! This, this is incredible! Grape wine luminous cup, if you want to drink the pipa, immediately call. Jun Moxiao, who is drunk on the battlefield, how many people have fought in ancient times? Looking at this poem, I seem to have seen that battlefield Same”!”

“Artistic conception?! Is this the so-called artistic conception?”

“My dear, I seem to have seen the mellow grape wine at the banquet filled in the luminous cup, and when I was about to drink it, the pipa sounded immediately, as if urging people to go to war.

If you lie drunk on the battlefield, please don’t joke about how many people who went out to fight in ancient times returned to their hometowns! It’s amazing! ”

Can’t wait, those people around Liu Zongyuan were all attracted by the little monkey. They stood behind the little monkey, staring at the poem closely.

They all seem to have seen the artistic conception depicted in the poem!

Just now they thought that this little monkey was just being pulled out for the scapegoat, but they didn’t expect that he would hold his mobile phone for a while and write such exquisite calligraphy with a wave of his hand!

I won’t talk about the poems, because Liu Zongyuan and the little monkey both used the poems of the ancients, but the artistic conception mixed between the lines made them talk about it with gusto and forget to return!

Many people even stood there, completely immersed in the artistic conception of the poems. They seemed to see a palace with beautiful women singing and dancing inside.

Several generals were sitting and drinking under the moonlight. With the sound of the pipa, those people saw the scene in the battlefield again in a trance!

That kind of tragic and mysterious is not something that can be described in words at all, and almost everyone can’t help but fall into it deeply.

But when some people took out their mobile phones and took pictures of this poem, they found that these poems seemed to have become very ordinary, just like the photo they looked at in Xiaoxianju’s post bar that day.

Lost the indescribable spirituality, and also lost the artistic conception mixed between the lines, it looks ordinary, as if anyone who has practiced calligraphy for two or three years can easily write it Come out the same!

“What’s the matter? Why did the fascinating artistic conception that was captured on the mobile phone disappear suddenly?”

A middle-aged man stared at the screen tightly with his mobile phone, his face was full of confusion, and he couldn’t figure out what was going on.

Obviously seeing the words on the rice paper, there is a fascinating feeling, as if seeing a magnificent palace.

But after taking pictures with a mobile phone, this feeling disappeared immediately!

Only at this time did everyone react.

Could it be that the calligraphy works captured in that photo are really comparable to calligraphy masters?

Otherwise, how can I explain the scene in front of me?

“.¨Xiaoyu, you, tell me quickly, what’s going on here?”

Mr. Lu had already sneaked behind the little monkey when he was holding the phone. He was going to see what kind of medicine was sold in this little guy’s gourd.

It turned out that after the little monkey turned on the phone, he used the browser to search what poetry is.

And this little guy used his finger as a pen, and entered the question to be searched very nimbly.

This caused a look of disbelief to appear in Mr. Lu’s eyes.However, just when he was shocked, the little monkey took the brush and dipped it in ink, and started to write like that.

In just a moment, a poem that was just searched from the phone was imprinted on the rice paper without any pause.

Immediately, Mr. Lu was stunned!

Staring closely at the poem that the little monkey just wrote, the whole person was attracted by the unique breath (Zhao Mahao) exuded by the poem.

It was as if he had seen a huge palace, and he sank into it, completely unable to extricate himself!

“Grandpa, didn’t I already say in the post that the calligraphy written by Master Xiao Qi is very peculiar, just looking at it this way, it is definitely comparable to masters of calligraphy…”

“If you want to take a picture of it, even a high-definition pixel camera will have no effect at all. Apart from making the font clearer, the calligraphy artistic conception contained in the text itself will be directly destroyed… ”

“And Grandpa, I originally planned to give you the calligraphy works written by Master Xiaoqi as a gift, but you didn’t like it, so I had to stay and hang it up…”

“what?”

Master Lu’s eyes widened in an instant, and he looked at the calligraphy works on the table, feeling a heartache spreading from the bottom of his heart…

In contrast to this, a calligraphy work was rejected by me like this? .