Life is Perfect

He is the class and Lu Yuan is the master.

The host didn't speak, and the guests didn't make a sound.

At this time, Gao Xiang's eyes were on Lu Yuan's desk.

This is a very delicate huanghuali wood desk with a raised head in the shape of the Ming and Qing Dynasties. On the desk are various celebrity dharmas, dozens of square treasure inkstones, various color pen holders, and the pen sea is like a forest.

Next to it is a large Ru kiln flower bag, with white chrysanthemums full of crystal balls inserted.

In the middle of the west wall hangs a large-scale Xiangyang "Misty and Rain", left and right: a couplet is hung, which is Yan Lugong's ink, and its words cloud: Yanxia Xiangu Ge, Quan Shiye's career.

There is a large tripod on the case, a large plate of a large official kiln is placed on the red sandalwood rack on the left, and there are dozens of delicate yellow and exquisite bergamot hands in the plate, a white jade chime is hanging on the foreign lacquer rack on the right, and a small chime is hanging next to it. hammer.

It gives the impression that the overall size is large and the details are dense, and it is full of a dashing and elegant bookish air.

Lu Yuan stood in front of the desk with his back to Gao Xiang. After a while, he slowly turned around and went to the other side of the desk. He sat on the teacher's chair and stared at Gao Xiang, but he still didn't speak.

Gao Xiang wasn't sure what Lu Yuan meant, but he didn't have any stage fright, he stood proudly, neither humble nor arrogant, and he didn't ask.

Just stood there quietly.

Generally speaking, in such a solemn and solemn place as the study, and being watched by such a pair of Ruili's eyes and eyes, if there is a ghost in your heart, you will appear very guilty or uneasy.

Even if there is no ghost in my heart, in such a situation, I will appear very nervous and even have some stage fright, sweating, etc. Symptoms.

But Gao Xiang did not.

Lu Yuan stared at Gao Xiang for so long, but he didn't notice any emotion in Gao Xiang, and he couldn't help but sigh: This kid's aura is really unusual, if it were someone else, he would have been stage fright and nervous.

It's not easy at such a young age.

After a while, Lu Yuan got up and came to the bookshelf next to him.

The bookshelves in the entire study are very delicate, and they are all made of huanghuali wood, just like a work of art.

Gao Xiang's gaze naturally followed Lu Yuan's gaze to the bookshelf.

Through the glass cabinet door, you can see that the bookshelf on this side is divided into four rows, each row is neatly placed with various books, all kinds of books are neatly placed, but you can see Out of these............ These are not decorative books, but books with rich connotations, knowledge, and abilities.

There are many ancient books in the bookshelf, including four books, poems, books, Yi, and Zuozhuan, such as "The Analects of Confucius", "Mencius", "Great Learning", "The Doctrine of the Mean", "Book of Songs", "Book of Books", "Book of Rites". Records", "Zuo's Spring and Autumn Period", etc.

And through the traces of these books, it can be seen that most of the books in the summer vacation have been read.

Through the layout of this study, we can see Lu Yuan's personality and connotation, and he is very knowledgeable.

Gao Xiang simply looked around the study room, thinking in his heart: It seems that the future father-in-law is a very learned person, Wanxi must have been influenced by Lu Yuan, no wonder she has such talent since she was a child.

It's just my father-in-law, Lu Yuan, what exactly does this mean? Come to the study room with four eyes facing Lu Yuan and walk to the bookshelf with his hands behind his back, look at a calligraphy and painting in the window of the bookshelf, look back at Gao Xiang and say, "Gao Xiang, Do you know whose verse this is?"

Gao Xiang looked at a copybook calligraphy and painting in the shop window, it was written that after the empty mountains and new rains, the weather is late and autumn comes.

The bright moon shines among the pine trees, and the clear spring stone flows upward.

Bamboo noises return to the women, the lotus moves off the fishing boat, and the spring fragrance rests at will, and the kings and grandsons can stay.

"This is a poem by Wang Wei in the Tang Dynasty."

: I will try my best today to see if I can make a 5 shift. I beg for all support. The monthly pass basically doesn't move much. I beg.

Chapter 442

"This is "Autumn in the Mountains" by Wang Wei, a poet in the Tang Dynasty."

Gao Xiang's tone was very positive.

As long as you have high school level, you know that this is Wang Wei's "Autumn in the Mountains".

Gao Xiang didn't know what Lu Yuan meant.

"Mountain in Autumn" is the work of the Tang Dynasty poet Wang Wei. This poem depicts the charming scenery of the mountain village and the simple style of the villagers in the evening after the early autumn rain , to express personality beauty and social beauty with natural beauty.

It can be said that this is a very beautiful landscape painting depicting poetry.

Lu Yuan nodded slightly, stared at the landscape paintings in the window, and asked again, "You young people should know something about Wang Wei, a poet in the Tang Dynasty."

"Um."

Gao Xiang nodded and said: "Wang Wei, courtesy name Mojie, and layman name Mojie, is a famous poet and painter in the Tang Dynasty. He was born in the Wang family of Hedong. , and finally served as Shangshu Youcheng during the Qianyuan period, so he was called "Wang Youcheng"

. "

As a scholar with little achievements in literature, this is not difficult for Gao Xiang at all.

Gao Xiang has never been afraid of talking about literature.

I think at the time Gao Xiang was the one who gained Lu Wanxi's favor through literature.

Lu Yuan asked again, "What do you think of him?"

Gao Xiang hesitated for a moment, and then replied: "Wang Weishen has learned the principles of Zen, learned the Taoism, is proficient in poetry, calligraphy, painting, music, etc., and is famous for his poetry in Kaiyuan, Tianbaojian, especially long five words, and more about landscapes and pastoral gardens. , together with Meng Haoran as "Wang Meng"

, with "Poetry Buddha"

called."

"His calligraphy and painting are particularly wonderful, and later generations regarded him as the ancestor of Nanzong's landscape painting.

Su Shi commented on it: "Taste the poems of Mojie, there are paintings in the poems, and there are poems in the paintings."