Chapter 269

The three of them walked towards Professor Qin's house while talking, and soon they arrived at Professor Qin's door and knocked on the door.

It was Professor Qin's wife who opened the door. She saw Su Xinghui and said happily, "Xinghui is here, come in!"

Lu Xiaoya jumped out from behind Su Xinghui and said, "Teacher's wife, and me, Lu Xiaoya!"

The teacher's wife was startled, and she complained, "Xiaoya, you girl, you scared me a lot."

Old Bao also smiled and called the teacher's wife. The teacher's wife let the three of them in, let them sit, and was busy brewing tea for them. Lu Xiaoya went up to help her.

Su Xinghui asked, "Teacher's wife, where is the teacher?"

The teacher's wife said, "Isn't he writing in his study?"

Hearing that Professor Qin was writing, Su Xinghui and Old Bao entered Professor Qin's study together. Sure enough, Professor Qin was concentrating on writing a banner. Although he knew that Su Xinghui and Old Bao had come in, he still wrote his characters without raising his eyelids.

Su Xinghui and Old Bao stood by and watched. Professor Qin wrote two lines of ancient poetry - The cicadas make the forest quieter, and the birds make the mountains more secluded.

Professor Qin's calligraphy is powerful. This calligraphy is quite good. Seeing that these two lines of poetry were about to be finished, the two were about to applaud, but saw Professor Qin put down the pen, crumpled the banner into a ball, and threw it into the wastebasket.

Old Bao asked in surprise, "Teacher, this calligraphy is good, why did you throw it away?"

Professor Qin shook his head and said, "Can this be called good? Sigh, I don't feel good today. Xinghui, you come and write a few characters."

After speaking, Professor Qin handed the pen in his hand to Su Xinghui. Su Xinghui saw that he could not refuse, so he had to respectfully take the pen, dip it in thick ink, and ponder.

At this time, Lu Xiaoya also entered the study, and several people stood quietly in the study, watching Su Xinghui write.

The two lines of poetry written by Professor Qin are two famous lines passed down through the ages in "Entering Ruoye Creek" by the Southern and Northern Dynasties poet Wang Ji. This poem is the poet's borrowing of scenery to express his feelings, expressing his idea of being tired of official struggles and wanting to live in seclusion in the forest.

This poem is of course contrary to Su Xinghui's current ideas, but its artistic conception is still very beautiful. Su Xinghui also likes this poem very much. Of course, it is impossible for him to write these two lines of poetry directly. He thought about it and thought of another poem with a very similar artistic conception, so he wrote it down.

After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather is autumn in the evening, the bright moon shines between the pines, the clear spring flows on the stones, the bamboo is noisy and the laundry girl returns, the lotus moves and the fishing boat goes down, the spring fragrance rests at will, and the grandson can stay.

He wrote this poem in regular script. After Su Xinghui finished writing, Professor Qin nodded and said, "Xinghui, you have practiced calligraphy a lot during this time. This calligraphy is really getting better and better."

Old Bao said in surprise, "Xinghui, I haven't seen you for half a year, and your calligraphy has reached the level of a calligrapher!"

Lu Xiaoya didn't speak, but her eyes looking at Su Xinghui were full of appreciation.

Su Xinghui smiled and said, "I'm flattered."

Professor Qin said, "Wang Wei's poetry is good, and I also like his poetry very much. His poetry and Wang Ji's poetry are in the same line in style and charm, but his poem is slightly negative. You young people should not be so negative, you should be more positive and enterprising. Why don't you write another one?"

Su Xinghui smiled and nodded, "Teacher's order, how dare I not follow?"

He thought about it again and wrote a poem again: New Feng fine wine is ten thousand dou, how many years have the knights of Xianyang been, meeting with spirit to drink for you, tying horses on the high building by the weeping willow.

This time, Su Xinghui wrote this poem in running script. He wrote this poem in a flying and unrestrained manner, freely, with smooth pen and ink, like a swimming dragon, which well expressed the spirit of the young knights of the prosperous Tang Dynasty who were vigorous and upward.

Professor Qin couldn't help but praise, "Good, good, good, what a "Youth Walk", this is the poem suitable for you young people. Your calligraphy is too good. You sign it, and I will take it to meet some friends tomorrow. I want to show them this calligraphy."

Su Xinghui signed it as requested, and then asked, "Teacher, are you going to meet friends tomorrow?"

Professor Qin happily picked up the calligraphy, looked at it again and again, and said, "Yes, isn't it that there is nothing to do during the New Year? I have made an appointment with some calligrapher and painter friends to get together tomorrow, which is equivalent to a small art salon. Generally, everyone will bring some works they like for everyone to appreciate."

Su Xinghui was shocked when he heard this, "Teacher, that's not allowed. You should write a piece of calligraphy yourself. How can my calligraphy be on this elegant hall?"

Professor Qin said, "What's not allowed? Your calligraphy is better than mine now, and it's not much worse than some calligraphers. Instead, it lacks that kind of craftsmanship, unlike some well-known calligraphers, whose works are some fixed routines. Although they are written well, they lack a breakthrough and are not as plastic as your calligraphy."

Su Xinghui sweated, "Professor Qin, you are too flattering to me."

Professor Qin shook his head and said, "I won't praise anyone indiscriminately. I always say that Bao Wenting has rotten calligraphy."

Old Bao had a black line on his face, "Teacher, don't tease me."

Lu Xiaoya covered her mouth and laughed on the side.

Professor Qin said, "Of course, I will write one or two pieces of calligraphy myself tomorrow to take with me. By the way, Xinghui, are you going back tomorrow? If you don't go back, come with me to participate in this gathering?"

Su Xinghui said, "I'm not going back tomorrow, but is it inappropriate for me to go to the gathering attended by your friends?"

Professor Qin said, "What's inappropriate? As long as your calligraphy is good."

Lu Xiaoya said, "Xinghui, go, go, I want to go too. Teacher, can I go?"

Professor Qin laughed, "Yes!"

Seeing that Su Xinghui was still hesitating, Lu Xiaoya shook his arm and said, "Go, go, Xinghui!"

Su Xinghui could not resist such an offensive, so he could only nod and say, "Okay, then go tomorrow. Teacher, what time tomorrow?"

Professor Qin said, "Nine o'clock tomorrow morning, you come to my house at 8:30."

Su Xinghui nodded and said, "Okay, then I will arrive on time tomorrow morning."

Professor Qin is fat and can't stand for a long time, so several people went to the living room to sit together.

The teacher's wife happily started to peel fruit for several people, and Professor Qin chatted with them.