nyslfriends Chapter 701 The encounter on the boat is not unusual
Chapter 701 The encounter on the boat is not unusual
Chapter 701 The encounter on the boat is not unusual
The first painting unfolds, it is a desert, above the desert, the solitary smoke and the setting sun, desolate and heroic, the appeal of the painting instantly brings this big boat into the desolate world.
Lei Ruoxian lightly stroked the painting in front of him with his fingers and said: "This painting was painted in the east of the Chi Country. When I arrived, it was just overcast and cloudy. In order to see the legendary sunset in the desert with my own eyes, my brother was on the desert. Stayed for half a month."
"Heroic! Open-minded painting, brother Lei's half a month's worth of waiting!" Lin Su praised.
"There is still a blank space on the top of this painting. If Brother Lin were asked to write two lines of poems, how would Brother Lin write them?"
As soon as these words came out, Zhou Mei's heart moved slightly...
Ask him to write a poem?
Will he write a masterpiece?
Without even thinking about it, Lin Su uttered two sentences: "The lonely smoke in the desert is straight, and the sun is setting in the long river!"
Zhou Mei chewed these two poems, her eyes were as bright as stars.
Good poem, it’s wonderful, if this painting is eight points, this poem is at least nine points, the combination of two phases, this painting will come alive...
The meeting of two literary geniuses started off sparks, no, the stars were dazzling...
Lei Ruoxian exclaimed in admiration: "Brother Lin uttered two lines of poems, and his imagination is exhausted, admiration! My little brother's painting is the poem of Brother Lin, three lives are lucky, three lives are lucky!... How about this one?"
He stretched out his hand, and another painting appeared in front of Lin Su...
An iron-blooded pass, also under the desolate bloody setting sun, a lonely figure approached step by step. This person's face was blurred, but a resolute expression appeared vividly on the paper...
"Xiongguan Road is really like iron, and now we are going to start from the beginning!" Lin Su said a few more words.
"Wonderful! Wonderful!" Lei Ruoxian raised his hand and raised his wine glass: "Brother Lin, I must toast you three glasses today!"
After drinking three cups in a row, Lei Ruoxian took out the third painting: "My little brother traveled through the desert in Chidong, passed through the Xiongguan Pass in Yubei, but also arrived in the south of the Yangtze River in Dacang. This picture of a tea garden in the south of the Yangtze River, brother Lin, please take it." Learn!"
The third picture is unfolded, which is completely different from the first two pictures.
This picture is of a tea garden, with elegant tea ridges, verdant tea forests, spring breeze blowing, butterflies flying, behind the tea garden, several tea girls moved at the same time, this movement immediately felt infinitely dynamic...
The tea girl is picking tea, the dew is dripping, the sun is moving, the wind is blowing...
I don't know if the scent of tea comes from the painting, or from their desk...
I don't know if the soft sounds came from inside the painting, or from the maid next door...
Lin Su sighed: "The first picture of the desert outside the Great Wall is just a painting, the second picture of Xiongguan Mandao has already been moved, and the third picture of spring tea has turned the virtual into reality. If these three pictures are the two of Brother Lei The harvest of the year, I have to congratulate Brother Lei, the entry is so fast!"
This is how the layman watches the excitement, and the insider watches the doorway.
When Zhou Mei looked at the painting, she only looked at the painting itself.
When Lin Su looked at the painting, what he saw was the improvement of his painting skills.
As he said, the first picture, is just a drawing.
Although the second picture is still a painting, the will of the people in the painting has been shown.
The third painting is no longer a painting in the conventional sense, it is a cultural treasure, a great Confucian cultural treasure, and the spring tea garden is fully in motion.
If Lei Ruoxian has reached this point in only two years, then he is a true literary genius.
Lei Ruoxian smiled: "Walking in the rivers and lakes, it's hard to find a bosom friend. Today, in the territory of Dacang, you can even meet a bosom friend of Wen Dao. My little brother is really like drinking wine..."
Suddenly, a kitten in the painting jumped out and landed on Lin Su's lap, looking at Lin Su with two round eyes...
Several village girls in the painting also straightened their backs, as if they had a connection with the outside world at this moment...
Lin Su's heart skipped a beat. This skill in painting is indeed superior to that of Qiushui's painting screen...
At least the fish in the Autumn Water Painting Screen is definitely not as agile as this cat, just like a living thing.
Zhou Mei's eyes widened, and she reached out to touch the kitten. The kitten flinched and hugged Lin Su's arm.
Everyone is stupid...
Lei Ruoxian smiled and said: "This naughty little thing! Go back!"
As soon as the sound fell, the kitten returned to the painting with a swish, and hid under the tea tree, only revealing a cute little head. It became the cat in the painting again.
"Brother Lei's way of drawing Taoism is really amazing!" Lin Su praised: "Especially this cat, it looks like it has returned to life."
What is the image of rebirth?
It is a higher level than transforming the virtual into reality!
Turning the void into reality can only be touched, just like a real thing, but the image of returning to life has an independent life.
This is the real work of good fortune in painting.
Lei Ruoxian said: "This cat is an accident for my younger brother. When I was painting the tea garden that day, I was fascinated by the singing of a village girl. I was lost in the sky for a while. At this moment, the cat in the tea garden also Fascinated by this painting, I ran to the painting to catch butterflies, and I didn’t know how to stay in the painting. Therefore, this cat is a painting but not a painting, a cat and not a cat, and it is between the painting and the real thing. So Brother Lin It’s fine to say it’s my painting, or it’s the cat’s own good fortune.”
After a long passage, Zhou Mei blinked her eyes to express that she didn't understand...
Lin Su naturally understood: "Is Zhuang Sheng dreaming of a butterfly?"
Lei Ruoxian laughed loudly: "Brother Lin Huida, that's right!"
Zhuang Sheng dreamed of a butterfly, there are rumors of this holy way in this world, Zhuang Sheng dreamed that he became a butterfly, but he didn’t know whether he became a butterfly or a butterfly became Zhuang Sheng.
This cat is probably the same, it doesn't know whether it got into the painting itself, or the world in the painting is its world.
This is the romance on the painting road.
This is also a spectacle that is difficult to replicate.
After some communication between the two, they all became excited.
The wine has been drunk, and the jar is full.
Lei Ruoxian didn't seem to drink too much. After drinking this jar of wine, his face was full of alcohol, and he stood up staggeringly: "Brother Lin, I have enough wine and food today, and the night is getting dark, so I dare not disturb the Xian couple. Little brother... bid farewell!"
Lin Su and Zhou Mei looked at each other...
Full of wine and food?
I just drank altar wine, what about the rice?
There is nothing wrong with the night getting darker, it is indeed sunset now, but what are the Xian couple?Lin Su agrees, and Zhou Mei also disagrees...
Lei Ruoxian went out with his picture scroll in his arms, and walked all the way, as if he couldn't remember where his room was at all, crossed the deck, and fell headlong into the Yangtze River...
At the moment when everyone on the deck was exclaiming, Lei Ruoxian seemed to have sobered up, stretched out his hand, and a painting appeared at his feet. Every step staggered, like a drunkard, but he still disappeared...
Everyone on the deck was discussing and guessing who this is.
I also lamented the drunken demeanor of this great Confucian.
In Lin Su's room, the defective Ye Mingzhu was taken out to light up the dark room, and Zhou Mei had a strange expression on her face: "Do you always meet some strange people every time I take a boat with you? This time it was Luo Wuxin, last time it was Su Rong, this time it was Lei Ruoxian..."
"It seems to be true!" There was a strange light in Lin Su's eyes.
As soon as this ray of light was exposed, Zhou Mei immediately became alert: "What? Is there something wrong with him?"
Lin Su shook his head slowly...
no problem?But I think your expression clearly told me that there is something wrong with him. Before Zhou Mei could say that, Lin Su said, "I don't see where the real mystery lies."
Zhou Mei is very sensitive: "What you mean is...he still has problems."
"Yes!"
"Where's the problem?" Zhou Mei had to admit that she didn't see anything. Lei Ruoxian is a literary genius, and it can't be faked. His painting skills were displayed in front of them. The corresponding literary background cannot be created at all.
His words, his past, and the places he walked are all in the same line. She searched repeatedly, but still couldn't find any doubts...
"There is only one doubtful point!" Lin Su said: "He never explored my origin from the beginning to the end!"
This is true!
Zhou Mei thought about it again, indeed!
Lei Ruoxian asked his Gao surname, and Lin Su told him directly that his name was Lin Su.
Then, there is no more text!
Lei Ruoxian didn't ask him if he was the number one master of Qinglian!
Lei Ruoxian talked more about his own affairs, and he was extremely indifferent to the name Lin Su whose Da Cang Wen Dao resounded through half the sky.
"Maybe... maybe he didn't expect that you would be the number one master of Qinglian. After all, there are too many people with the same name and surname." Zhou Mei pondered.
"Maybe!" Lin Su replied with two words.
Zhou Mei raised her gaze slowly: "I'm not a member of Wen Dao, and I'm not very familiar with Wen Dao. You two geniuses met by chance. Does it mean that one of them told the details of his own background, and the other must tell his own story equally?" The details of the origin? Is it in line with the etiquette?"
"Of course not! The literati regard 'meeting by chance, love at first sight' as friendship between gentlemen, and they won't get to the bottom of it unless there are special occasions."
"Then there's no problem?" Zhou Mei scratched her head.
"There was no problem at first, but then I recited four lines of poems through his paintings, and he still didn't follow my background, which is abnormal..."
Zhou Mei is not a person in the literary world, so she may not be able to figure out the logical relationship between them for a while, but once Lin Su explained it, she understood...
These two poems by Lin Su are not ordinary poems.
"The solitary smoke in the desert is straight, the long river is full of sun", "Xiongguan's long road is like iron, and now it is overcoming from the beginning", these are all poems that are bound to be brilliant as long as they are born, even if they are not complete poems, even if there are only these two lines, if you use gold Written on paper, at least it will be golden light, maybe it will even win the prize.
Such poems correspond to his paintings by Lei Ruoxian.
Lei Ruoxian should be regarded as a treasure.
The most correct way is to bring this painting over, hand over the pen to Lin Su, and ask him to inscribe the painting himself.
If you feel that this is a bit abrupt, you can take a step back and ask Lin Su's official position and title, and he will inscribe this painting in person, indicating that this poem was written by a certain lord or a certain master. On such and such a day, in such and such a place.A few more words of courtesy and respect - just knowing a name is not enough, it's rude not to have a title.
However, Lei Ruoxian did not do this!
Although he highly praised these few lines of poems, but more of them are just passing by!
What does this mean?
It shows that his acquaintance with Lin Su is not a normal literary discussion!
It's not a normal literary discussion, what is that?
There is only one explanation: he knew Lin Su's details, pretended not to know, met Lin Su by chance, hit it off at first sight in the rivers and lakes, formed a literati friendship without endorsement of identity and impurities!Why is it necessary to forge such a literati friendship?Of course there is no purpose!
After listening to Lin Su's explanation, Zhou Mei was completely convinced, and sighed: "No wonder people say that your literati's intestines are carved, and you interpreted such a lot of information in a simple meeting. Even your seemingly generous reciting of poems has ulterior motives."
"I also want to keep my head in everything and stretch my feet to look at the stars, but a bunch of people want my head, how can I be so big?" Lin Su sighed deeply: "Even if I don't think about myself, I still can't." Not thinking about my daughter-in-law, if I die, there will be a lot of widows... so difficult!"
If it was just the first half of the sentence, what Zhou Mei deciphered might be a sad message, and she might be hotheaded to empathize with him.
But after adding the second half of the sentence, Zhou Mei's first reaction was: can you hit him with a glass?
(End of this chapter)