Xu Qingchang is famous all over the world, so he won’t stop talking if he admits it.
He Zhihang also wants to see if there is anything extraordinary about Li Zhichang that makes Mr. value him so much and let him rush out.
After all, Li Zhichang is too young to be the hermit who devoted himself to writing before he became a blockbuster.
Li Zhichang has to.
Xu Qingchang took out a small scroll from his long sleeve and said, "I didn’t prepare any gift before I came. I accidentally got two words and thought it was ok, so I wrote them to prepare gifts for the old gentleman. If you can write a word for me with these two sentences, I will be grateful."
These Confucian scholars, including He Zhihang, can see this scroll exhibition clearly.
Xu Qing’s long method is indeed a clear vein, and his accomplishments, including He Zhihang, are ashamed.
What surprised them even more, of course, was Xu Qing’s long word-‘It’s as if the lonely pavilion is closed in the spring and the sun is setting in the cuckoo’
Simple words and simple images are also common, but Xu Qingchang can express his feelings naturally in his beautiful way, which makes his feelings more accurate and almost resonates with others.
Even if two Confucian scholars around He Zhihang despised Xu Qingchang, they understood each other’s mood and sympathized with Xu Qingchang’s experience at the moment.
This talent for writing also makes people have to admit that Xu Qing’s fame is no accident.
Li Zhichang shook his head.
When Xu Qingchang saw it, he said, "Does Brother Li think that my writing is not good?"
Li Zhichang leisurely tunnel "Xu Xiong two sentences are really good but still have some craftsmanship."
Although the so-called "articles are made by nature" has not yet been written, it has accurately expressed his past mood, which is enough for him to be proud of.
Li Zhichang said that even if Xu Qingchang’s heart is full of light and wind, he is not angry and replied, "Then please ask Li Xiong for advice."
Li Zhichang said to Xiaowu, "Xiaowu, go and break a branch for me."
Xiao Wu deserves a "good master"
When I flashed, I suddenly disappeared to a hundred paces away. A big tree broke a branch and still brought a few young leaves with it, and then I came back in less than a blink of an eye.
Give the branch to Li Zhichang respectfully.
Everyone in the field is also a well-informed person. Just now, Xiaowu’s flying skill in Wulin is rare, and it is even more extraordinary for Li Zhichang to be viewed by servants.
A girl in red mercilessly stared at Xiao Wu, who was not to be outdone.
Don’t say two people cross their eyes.
Li Zhichang walked aside with branches. Although this piece of land is muddy, it hasn’t rained for days and people often come and go. The texture is extremely solid.
Li Zhichang, with a twig and a stroke of solid mud, immediately showed strokes as if Li Zhichang was writing on good rice paper instead of mud.
He has an air of elegance and detachment, which is shown in strokes.
The word "cold wave" appears in less than one breath.
When these two words appear, it seems that it really comes to the early spring with a slight chill.
The detachment of strokes and natural artistic conception also came into being.
A stroke of flesh and blood is more like a wonderful painting, which makes people unconsciously think of the riverside scenery as if they were there
Then Li Zhichang still got ten words in one go, and it was in the mud that it was-‘The cold waves made Bai Niao leisurely’.
These two poems describe that Li Zhichang happened to see the scenery along the river, and the artistic conception was bleak and beautiful, and the river waves rose indifferently, while Bai Niao was carefree and carefree.
If the essay kung fu is not necessarily better than’ it’s like closing a lonely hall in the cold spring and setting the sun in the cuckoo’, but it’s a fatal blow to catch Xu Qingchang’s dead hole and make a high judgment.