The Master of the City

"Little friend Chu is really painting..." When Xin Zhanyuan and other old men saw Chu Tian slowly outline a character on the paper, they were all surprised!

No one thought that Chu Tian would still paint!

Looking at it, everyone's expression of surprise turned into surprise, and there was even a little light in their eyes!

In the end, everyone's expressions were filled with horror!

"Little friend Chu's brushwork has reached the realm of innocence, and a few strokes clearly show the shape of the characters, drapes, streamers, etc., which makes people intuitively feel the charm of the people in the painting..."

"The brushwork is flat, round, staying, heavy, and changing; the ink is thick, light, broken, splashed, stained, burnt, and resting. It can be said that the use and cooperation of the little friend of Chu has been superb..."

"The four methods of the six ancient painting methods, such as vivid qi and rhyme, use of brushes in bone method, coloring according to category, and business position, were also vividly demonstrated by little friend Chu..."

When everyone looked at the figure drawn by Chu Tian, ​​they were amazed.

They are all figures in the literary world today. How can they not see the goodness and badness of this painting by Chu Tian, ​​but also the profoundness of Chu Tian's brushwork.

If they had not known that Chu Tian was only in his early twenties, they would have thought it was an old antique master of Chinese painting who was painting.

"Wizards..." All the elders exclaimed.

"Little friend Chu's painting skills, I am afraid that the contemporary master of traditional Chinese painting Huo Zhinan is not much better than that..."

"I have a feeling that his brush skills and understanding of ink painting are more profound than Huo Zhinan, and I don't know if it is my illusion..."

"I feel this way too..."

"If you show this painting to Huo Zhinan and don't tell him who created it, he will probably be amazed and even claim to be inferior..."

After everyone sighed, Chu Tian had finished painting.

Everyone's eyes fell on the character that Chutian drew with pen and ink. Looking at it, everyone spontaneously amazed and exclaimed.

"What a heroic and extraordinary man, he is on paper!" Xin Zhanyuan clapped his hands in admiration.

The elders were amazed and admired, "Although this is an ink and wash figure painting, it has a great charm and a sense of life..."

"The characters in the painting have not only the vigor of a literati, but also the Shen Xiong and heroic temperament of a warrior. They are indeed an unborn man..."

"Little Friend Chu was able to draw this unborn man, and he showed all of this in ink and wash. It's really a genius..."

"Zhenye, this child is very good!" Zhang Lan heard the old men praise Chu Tian like this. Even if she didn't know much about calligraphy and painting, she knew that Chu Tian was very capable, and she whispered to her husband next to her. .

"It's really good..."

Xin Zhenye nodded with great appreciation, and whispered: "This child was originally a master of poetry and writing, but now he is so commendable for painting and Taoism. He is a very good young man."

While the two were talking in low voices, Chu Tian on the table lifted his pen and dipped it in the ink, and then started writing again next to the painting.

"Little friend Chu has started to write." Xin Zhanyuan said in surprise.

All the elders calmed down in surprise, looking forward to watching Chu Tian write down again with enthusiasm.

Chu Tian painted such a master-level ink painting, no, it was even higher than the master-level ink painting. I don't know what kind of poetry he would make to match it.

If it is not poetic, it would ruin the painting too much!

"He wrote a poem." Xin Zhanyuan was suddenly surprised when he saw Chu Tian write the name of the poem.

Everyone is surprised too!

At the literary meeting in Sucheng at that time, Chu Tian only showed his outstanding talents in calligraphy and poetry, and he did not write lyrics, even though Chu Tian taught Xiao Yinuo to make an excellent poem.

No one knows whether Chu Tian also has a talent for being superior in terms of words!

Everyone looked at Chu Tian curiously, to see if Chu Tian also had a great talent in words.

However, when they saw Chu Tian write two sentences, the old men were a little disappointed, and they whispered, "The first two sentences are a little bland..."

"Indeed, it's kind of like a cliché..."

"Little Friend Chu's literary talent is indeed not as stunning as his calligraphy and poetry..."

"He should have written a poem, and come back with such a word, it's too ruined the painting..."

Even Xin Zhanyuan sighed in his heart!

This poem made by Chu Tian is really unremarkable. It is a bit of a cliché, and it is not as amazing as Chu Tian's poem!

It is a pity that a super-master-level ink painting is accompanied by such a mediocre poem!

However, when Xin Zhanyuan saw Chu Tian write the fifth and sixth sentences, he was suddenly startled.

The elders are also suddenly stunned!

Everyone was stunned, groaning silently!

When seeing the next few sentences of Chu Tian, ​​the old men including Xin Zhanyuan, Qi Qi's old eyes zoomed in, and all were moved.

When Chu Tian finished writing the last sentence, Xin Zhanyuan and the old men looked at Chu Tian in shock.

"What a genius!"

An old man blurted out these words!

Xin Zhanyuan and the elders nodded and felt the same way!

They thought that Chu Tian had just made a mediocre, cliche poem.

However, who can think of the wonderful in the middle and the second half, the sentence pattern is scattered, the rhythm is clear; the use of allusions is concise and implicit, not to mention that there is no second person in the current world, I am afraid that it can be compared with it in ancient times Not many people!

"Good writing!" Zhang Lan, standing behind the old men, said with joy.

"Can you see how good it is?" Xin Zhenye asked in surprise.

"Although I can't see it, I'm shocked all the old men like this, can it be OK?"

Zhang Lan smiled and said in a low voice, "Chu Tian, ​​this child is really good!"

"It's really good..." Xin Zhenye repeated what he had just said, admiringly said, "Poetry, calligraphy, painting, and now the conjunctions are so excellent. The younger generation, no one can compare with him. NS."

"Do you think he is worthy of Jin Yao?" Zhang Lan asked in a low voice.

"Matching, quite worthy!" Xin Zhenye nodded and replied with great satisfaction.

At this time, Xin Zhanyuan and the elders, seeing that Chu Tian had completed everything, Qi Qi eagerly walked to the table and tasted the calligraphy and painting.

"Even though there is no word in Xiaoyou Chu's poem that involves nostalgia, it is full of nostalgia..."

"In the meaning of the word, there are reminiscences and remembrances of the deceased, even if I can't write it..."

"This poem to remember friends is really rare..."

After Xing Zhanyuan finished tasting the poem ~www.readwn.com~, he looked at the character in the painting and asked curiously: "Chu Tian, ​​your poem should be in memory of the man in the painting, who is he?"

Zhu Lao also curiously said: "Yes, the man in the painting is extraordinary and heroic. It seems to give people a feeling of being born out of the world."

"I also have a feeling. Looking at him, it reminds me of a sentence,'Wenneng can lift the pen to settle the world, and Wu Neng can set the world'!"

"He is the ancestor of the Xin family." In the curious gaze, Chu Tian said who he painted.

The ancestors of the Xin family?

The elders were all startled.

"Ancestors..." Xin Zhanyuan reacted and hurriedly picked up this calligraphy and painting to watch, "It's so vivid, I have never seen a portrait of our ancestors of the Xin family. Seeing them today made me feel that the ancestors should be like this! "

"Yes, this portrait painted by Chu Tian is very consistent with the description of our ancestors in the ancestral home of the Xin family..."

Xin Zhenye also hurriedly stepped forward to check it out. While he was surprised, he asked Chu Tian in surprise, "Chu Tian, ​​how do you know the appearance of our ancestors of the Xin family?"