Wine is the flag, pen is the knife, and the potential falls from the sky to the galaxy. -Lu You's "Drunken Weng's intention is not to drink and cursive" (I have my own military strategy in my chest, but I want to test it but I can't start, and I am full of pride.
Cursive writing is like marching to fight, drinking before writing, like a majestic military flag, the pen in your hand is like a weapon, and the momentum is like the milky way falling from the sky. ) Lanting cocoon paper entered Zhaoling, and it has a long history.
Yan Zhenqing Gong's calligraphy is innovative, with strong fonts, such as an autumn eagle. -Su Shi's poem "Sun Xin Lao Qi Mo Miao Pavilion" (The original preface to Lanting Collection written on cocoon paper has been buried in Zhaoling, and Wang Xizhi's dragon and tiger leaping glyph remains in the world.
Yan Zhenqing Gong changed his calligraphy to bring forth the old and bring forth the new, and the font was eagle in autumn. ) Where is the screen, Huai Su is clearly visible.
Although it is covered with dust, there is still thick ink on it. -Han Wo's Cursive Screen is a book with tears and ink, which will be given to Wan Li.
Books reach the soul, but they are empty. -Meng Jiao's "Return" paper, I also throw a few papers with people, the world is too simple and there is no space-Zhiming's "New Year's greetings" does not ask for meeting each other, but asks for meeting each other, and famous works come to my house-Zhiming's "New Year's greetings" inkstone and the snow steaming on horseback, freezing a five-coin pattern, your challenge comes from the camp, and the ice comes from an ink bottle-Tang's "Walking to the West"/
2. Poetry praises pen, ink, paper and inkstone. Datang She Yan surprised Jishan in Shanxi.
Interpretation of Mi Fei's "Yanshan Ming"
Recently, the author saw a Tang Dynasty inkstone in Jishan County, Shanxi Province. After careful observation, careful comparison, repeated argumentation and consultation with experts, the author draws a preliminary conclusion that this inkstone is the one described in Mi Fei's calligraphy work Yan Mingshan in the Song Dynasty!
This inkstone is 25cm long,13cm wide and15cm high. The full text at the bottom of the inkstone is "Fine bones, smooth body, Taihe three years, Hongshan Zun." "Three Years of Taihe" was in 830 AD. Hongshan was a monk in the Tang Dynasty. Wei Zhuang, a great poet in the Tang Dynasty, wrote a poem "Visiting Your House where Hongshan monks never meet". According to this, it can be speculated that the Hongshan monk must have given this inkstone to the royal nobles at that time!
From the appearance, this inkstone is tough, moist and dense, with gold star texture and cyan, which is the best in the inkstone!
On the front of the inkstone, there is a drying pool in the middle for grinding ink; There is a moon pool below for storing ink. There is a Yi Long monster by the pool, and Venus is dotted on the inkstone surface, just like a dragon swimming in the water. Pour water into the pool to grind ink, showing lightning traces, and the traces of water disappear automatically. The Moon Lake in the pool symbolizes the change of Yin and Yang, and the overall shape of the inkstone is Buddhist, which is amazing to the viewers. This is an eternal miracle!
Mi Fei's "Yan" full text: "Yan five-color water floating Kunlun Lake shakes the rough pole whether it changes under the dark cloud hanging dragon electric mark, and close the door to cherish the Jinshan front porch. After careful comparison, analysis and scrutiny, it can be preliminarily concluded that this Tang Dynasty inkstone is the one described in Mi Fei's "Yanming Mountain".
Inkstone is very precious, especially in the Tang Dynasty. The ancients commented that "the ink is slippery and not abandoned, and the pen is not left." "Breathing dries up", "like golden sound, like soft skin". Ancient literati, such as Ouyang Xiu, Su Dongpo and Mi Fei, all regarded inkstone as a treasure, and many people even commented on poetry.
Facing this treasure, the author is filled with emotion, a national treasure! You can finally go down in history with Yan!
In order to feast one's eyes and make an appointment for collectors, the author welcomes experts from all walks of life to visit Jishan, Shanxi Province to watch the Tang Dynasty inkstone!
3. Who has a famous saying about pen, ink, paper and inkstone: "If you can't see the font, only see the spirit, you are superior."
The four arts of learning refer to piano, chess, books and painting.
The four customs of the study refer to pen, ink, paper and inkstone. Same as "Four Treasures of the Study".
The four gentlemen in the study refer to pen, ink, paper and inkstone. Same as "Four Treasures of the Study".
The four corners of the study refer to pens, inkstones, paper and ink. The ancients called the pen Guancheng Houmao, the inkstone Jimo Houzhong, the paper Haobai and the ink Song Zihou Guang, hence the name.
Pen, ink, paper and inkstone of prose
mood of a artistic work
For the soul, it is another mouth, another window.
Always keep the desire to talk and open and close freely. Writing the glory and dreams of the world is lofty and great; Never avoid weakness and meanness in the dark, you can live with violence. Its tentacles are strong and healthy, extending every river of the people, so it never lacks water.
For the Jianghu, it is another sword and a battle.
The wind is strong, but the shock wave is strong. A faint roar, cutting the solidification time, inputting the true qi, thawing the congestion, and activating the dying meridians of Jiangshan. Later, I saved my strength, hid the front, retreated to the inside of the text and devoted myself to the creation of kindling. To make a small painting, we must be full of tenacity, so as to build a magnificent country.
In stormy years, one lamp went out, but the other lamp was indomitable in my heart.
Starting with a pen, how can the silent mouth no longer lose its soul and let the old locust tree in the village bloom proudly? Big flowers, like snow
On the crumbling land, people with lofty ideals have raised a lot of money. The pen is like a sword, piercing the sky.
Ink wound
A prehistoric river, gurgling. There are light and heavy, painted pottery patterns, Oracle Bone Inscriptions and silk paintings are all displayed.
On the south side of Mount Zhongnan, pine smoke is full of color, and the civilized sky is graffiti.
Weak water 3 thousand, just take a spoonful. On the shore of time, whose sigh is deep and simple
However, how many poets are immersed in it and never return. The sky is full of dragons and phoenixes, and it is full of ink rain, just living in different dynasties.
However, as long as a word, you will be a canoe and your official sea will sink. Is it windy and rainy or sunny when you cross the river?
Who can understand the vicissitudes of paper back?
Who will solve the miserliness of cherishing ink like gold?
Although a drop of ink can penetrate the soul and stop the pace of history, how can it fill those thin and deep eyes?
On the day when dripping water turned into ice, I held the stove and read a book. How should dry fingers study hot, shrinking and condensed ink?
Words and phrases on paper
Tell yourself to sink, walk into the back of a piece of paper, breathe, or drown.
No more noise, even if you spit half a bubble, it is blasphemy. You see, the fish under the lotus leaf is as quiet and beautiful as a wedding dress, and the moonlight is like water, sleeping soon.
Many times, it is not only a road, a curved bridge, a mirror, even a red umbrella without a handle, an emotional wasteland, a prayer church, but also a thermometer, a flame, a lintel, a garden and a wind chime.
However, I am wandering, like an ethereal ghost, hungry and confused;
However, I am dumb, like a helpless gesture of aphasia patients;
Looking around a piece of paper, I fell into a colorless and tasteless swamp, leaving or starting, I will never return to the original time shore. Like a pair of loving hands, trembling, but after all, I can't draw the cross line that leads to you. Had to fall into a lonely castle.
What if we find the Nine Swords of Dugu?
There is no need to teach me the so-called limpid micro-step, I am only facing a crumpled piece of paper. Cutting or uncovering the secret in the fold is not only the effort at the foot, but also the blood and tears, silence and ambiguity, and even the last drop of time.
Another wave came in and drowned me completely in a hurry. Before I could say goodbye to the world, I sank quietly.
Absent inkstone
When I managed to squeeze a few words out of my teeth, I found myself speechless for the time being. Turning around, the stormy river has gradually dried up.
The secret history of packing home also carries the glory and bitterness of the nation. Such as pottery, porcelain, or even older, the tide rises and falls, and a drop of ink, like a drop of black tears, moistens the vastness of 5,000 years.
Zhong Nanshan's smoky ink hands have long since disappeared;
Walking barefoot on the Miluo River, there is also an endless JIU Ge hidden;
Xunyang Jiangtou, Qiu Feng Xiaoxiao; Zero Li, sigh; In the streets and lanes of Nanjing, there is sadness in the bones. The history of China is always related to a dark river. Who's going to stir up Gu Yan, who is at a loss, and the resentment of Waquan from time to time?
The bones are still there, the flames are still there, and the square Chinese characters are still there. However, where is the inkstone for holding ink? The source of bumpy civilization is not there. Where will I dip in ink and relax my anemic body in the wind?
Please give me a happy beggar's body and let me go back to my original cave when noisy eyes are laboriously sweeping around in the fast food box. In the burning wasteland, I will continue to cling to that pile of debris, just like watching a dream that has been absent for too long and too deep. In the faint dream, a civilized river of blood passed through my internal organs, shaping me into a cold reef, a concave and convex inkstone, as deep as prehistoric eyes.
Crossing the ups and downs of the Central Plains, I hope to have a pair of wise hands to write about me again.
4. Who knows the poems written by pen and ink? The Five Laws of Pen, Ink, Paper and Inkstone Type: Poetic Charm Author: A crane in the East (chanting the pen) has more than three humble rooms, and there is no dispute between the rich and the poor.
It's a bit of a show. One foot is pregnant. Spit flowers and fly to spring.
Regardless of the pen, the pen is excellent. The second (chanting ink) incense gives birth to hanyi, and wonderful products emit pine smoke.
Why is Hua Xianyan drunk? True and colorful, black and white Millennium rhyme. Do you know you are tired? Fight for the ancient sages.
The third piece (chanting paper) leans on the case in the breeze, slightly revealing charm. Idle as a cloud, still as a snowflake.
Five thousand years thick, ten thousand years enchanting. Who is the most beautiful in the world of mortals? Mr.zhou is a soldier.
The fourth block (chanting inkstone) is as big as Fiona Fang, with smoke from Letao. Paper is long and short, people are short and inkstone is high.
After drinking the water from the source of the Three Rivers, you can inherit a thousand words. If I get this, I won't change my purple robe.
5. About daily necessities, food, clothing, housing and transportation, Four Treasures of the Study's five methods, pen and ink, and Hu.
pen
Bamboo jade tube, peerless four virtues.
The ink is as healthy and happy as you wish.
If the phoenix dances lightly, Yue Long will be amazing.
Leave a masterpiece through the ages, and the spirit of agility will be passed down for thousands of years.
black
After a long period of tempering with alcohol and smoke, Chu Jiu was tempered.
The rules were made by Fiona Fang, and flowers and birds were close to each other.
Guixuan is full of charm, and the sand musk deer picks green roses.
After many years of existence, the lingering fragrance is still rippling.
paper
Shape as thin as a wing, splash ink to paint.
Hongyan reports news, and poetry rhymes.
Elegant public taste, classic eternal spirit.
Sweet and sour things, including all ages.
inkstone
Inheriting ancient wonders, hand-painted and dignified.
After a hundred years of playing with stone friends, it is scattered and fragrant.
Panlong makes the ink sea, and the wild dew black frost.
Thick and deep, deep and elegant.
6. The poem "Sun Xin Lao Qiu Mo Miao Pavilion Poetry" about calligraphy.
Su Shi in Song Dynasty
Lanting cocoon paper entered Zhaoling, which has a long history.
Yan Zhenqing Gong's calligraphy is innovative, with strong fonts, such as an autumn eagle.
Jiao Xu's and his son's calligraphy is also extremely delicate, and their brushwork is vigorous and powerful.
Yishan stone carvings are examples, and thousands of hands are handed down to Li.
Du Fu's comments on calligraphy pay special attention to thinness and hardness, which I can't allow.
Calligraphy does not distinguish the advantages and disadvantages of each posture, and the jade ring fat swallow can say which one is not good-looking!
The Governor of Huzhou is really an ancient scholar, and he did not hesitate to spend money on broken stone tablets.
There is a turtle-shaped monument in the pavilion, with jade carvings embedded in the wall. The study in Tianjing is empty, only listening to the extended pedaling sound.
You give beautiful rubbings to friends all over wuyue, and praise beautiful things in their discussions.
Writing a letter requires that the poem should be written in person, so I wrote a poem in the name of Shanteng.
The person who looks at last today is like looking back on the past. The best thing in the past is only the light in the wind.
In the future, people will regret not sitting together at the same time to express their inner respect, just as they miss Liu Lang Memorial Hall.
Translation:
The original preface to Lanting Collection written on cocoon paper has been buried in Zhaoling, and the glyph of Wang Xizhi's dragon and tiger leaping still remains in the world. Yan Zhenqing Gong changed his calligraphy to bring forth the old and bring forth the new, and the font was eagle in autumn. Xu and his son's calligraphy is also extremely exquisite, but the style is vigorous and powerful. The stone carvings on Yishan show a model, and the inheritor of calligraphy for thousands of years is Lee Yang Bing.
I can't hear Du Fu's comment that calligraphy pays special attention to thinness and hardness. Calligraphy, whether long or short, fat or thin, has its own posture. Yuhuan is flying and thin, so which one is not good-looking! Huzhou Taishou is really an ancient Boya, and he did not hesitate to spend money to buy inscriptions. There is a turtle-shaped monument in the pavilion, and the wall is inlaid with dragon carvings. During the day, the study is quiet and empty, and only the sound of a monument is heard.
You give wonderful rubbings to your friends and travel around the five mountains. You praise and talk about elegance among your friends. I wrote a letter to write this poem myself, so I wrote it on a famous piece of paper with a wolf hair in my hand. Future generations look at today as today's people look back at the past, and the fleeting scenery is just a lamp in the wind. In the future, people will miss He Jian like Liu Lang in those days and regret not sitting with us at the same time to show their inner respect.
Extended data:
Su Shi (1037-110/year) was born in Meishan, Meizhou (now Sichuan). Son of Su Xun. Jiayou years (1056- 1063), Jinshi. He wrote a letter about the disadvantages of Wang Anshi's new law, and later he was sent to Yushitai prison and demoted to Huangzhou for satirizing the new law with poetry. Song Zhezong, a bachelor of Hanlin, is a native of Yingzhou, and is an official of the Ministry of Rites.
Together with his father Su Xun and his brother Su Zhe, he was called "Su San". His prose is arbitrary, and he is one of the "Eight Masters in Tang and Song Dynasties". His poems have a wide range of themes, are fresh and healthy, are good at using exaggerated metaphors and have a unique style. Also known as "Su Huang" with Huang Tingjian. Bold words, and Xin Qiji called "Su Xin". He is also engaged in painting and calligraphy. There are seven chapters of Dongpo, Dongpo Yi Zhuan, Dongpo Shu Zhuan, Dongpo Yuefu and so on.
Sogou Encyclopedia —— Sun Xin's Poems of Searching for Ink and Wonderful Pavilion
7. A poem about calligraphy: observing the elegant charm hidden in the silver hook of calligraphy and painting, it is thick and subtle, and it is full of fragrance.
Longhai Mohs soars into the sky, admiring the wings of ducklings. Chapter 2: Zhong You's calligraphy and Hong Fei's plays are full of vigor and vitality, and the cranes are flying in the sky.
Excellent works are handed down to future generations, collectively known as Zhong Wang. Chapter III: On calligraphy, poetry, books, paintings and seals are all interlinked. Pen and ink are like dragons and snakes, moving and verve. The changes in the situation are all in strokes. Expressions fly in the sky and on earth. Concentrate on the fine front, point out the mountains and rivers, be thunderous, stimulate the words, and show the heroes of the times. Chapter four: The classical beauty of calligraphy is your soul. Why else did you take so long? After so many clear autumn days? That exquisite beauty is your beauty, otherwise, why are you so lovable? So let the sages look at you with new eyes? That kind of beauty is your language, otherwise why do you stand tall? Unknown? That implicit beauty is your shyness, otherwise, why don't you make public? Not arrogant with others? You are a wise man in the wind who drenches the world with rain, and you are a wind in the rain who deeply feels the rain. That's your existence. Chapter five: reciting calligraphy, holding a silver pen, putting pen to paper and dipping gold. Mo Dou's room is full of incense and paper. In an instant, all the articles add wings to the white clouds, the blue sky and fragrant willows are full of charm, and the pines stand upright to welcome the rising sun. There are thousands of epigrams hidden between the lines, dragons are painted on the heart, and phoenixes are painted first. Calligraphy is beautiful and famous, and the road of life is elegant and elegant. The world doesn't bother people who love books, send them roses, leave their hands fragrant, let go of the years, express their vicissitudes, and dye their temples like frost. This life is destined to meet again, fearing that there will be no afterlife. Today, people will copy the words of sages and advise people to be broad-minded and broad-minded. The Yangtze River and the Yellow River will be full of feelings, send paper and pens, express words and dance, and friendship will last forever. Intestines are bridges because of calligraphy. National culture should inherit health and happiness. Never forget Chapter VI: Calligraphy rolls back to the sword like a cloud, and points like birds pecking at waves.
The origin of the word "combination of form and meaning" is that it means oblique and vertical. The fu-organs lean back, depend on each other, and the center of gravity is stable.
The length of the song changes with the trend, and the previous call should be linked with the meaning. The closing and opening of the exhibition were very creative, and now the key points are very clear.
It's natural to leave white space with ink.
8. Ancient poetry and ink with ink characters
Gong zizhen, miscellaneous poems
Frost throw it, lean on the cold, and let it drip lightly.
How dare you pretend to be a doctor? The prescription only sells Gudan.
Untitled Lu Xun
Wanjiamo noodles have no wormwood food, and there are songs.
My mind is broad, even broad, and I am listening to the thunder in a quiet place.
In the spring, Lu Xiucai was sent to Taiyuan for the first time to visit Bai Juyi, a senior minister.
Out of date, do as the Romans do.
Hong ao, jiao Qian Xin.
Don't go far in the smoky suburbs in spring, the wind is deep in the evening.
Where does the ink man vote? Old Hanlin in Bingzhou.
There is nothing on the picture, but there are traces of calligraphy. (Mourning poem Pan Yue)
In an instant, the wind will set the color of the clouds and ink, and the autumn will be bleak and dark. (The hut was broken by the autumn wind, Du Fu)
Sheng Pinggui talked about this matter, what would Mo Wen ask? (Wang Changling sings)
Untitled Li shangyin
You said the meeting was empty talk, after we didn't see its trace; Wake up in the oblique moonlight upstairs and listen to Xiao Zhong Chuming.
The dream in the wound is far from being called; When I woke up, I began to write a letter.
The blue candle burns its jade feather lamp, and the musk deer embroiders the hibiscus slightly.
But what I can't reach is the magic mountain. You are over there, beyond Wanfeng.
My brother lives in Liu Zongyuan.
Scattered residual red all over the gloom, double hanging farewell tears across the river.
The treacherous party, because the party did not leave the capital, lived more than 6 thousand miles away; I left Baiyue desolate, gaunt and poor for the rest of my life.
Guiling malaria forest, black clouds hanging white; Welcome to the beautiful future of Dongting with spring scenery and water and sky.
Fang Wei depends on dreams, and acacia is willing to sleep on the pillow; Wandering in the dim light, the clouds seem to be real.
Yan comes from.
Red leaves and yellow flowers in late autumn,
A journey of a thousand miles.
Where the clouds go, no letter will return to the flood.
Where can I send books?
Tears are endless,
Rotary grinding ink on inkstone.
I can't write gradually, and I am deeply immersed in this feeling.
Red notes are colorless.
Complain about Yan.
Julian, the frost dawn falls and the red remains,
According to the agreement, Lao Qiu is the same.
Jade man fan shanxin,
I hate the west wind.
Clouds go to live, the moon is hazy, and the night is cool.
At this time, the tears and ink are exhausted.
There is no flood return.
Untitled Li shangyin
You said the meeting was empty talk, after we didn't see its trace; Wake up in the oblique moonlight upstairs and listen to Xiao Zhong Chuming.
The dream in the wound is far from being called; When I woke up, I began to write a letter.
The layering of residual jade is hazy; Musk smoked through the tulle, soft.
But what I can't reach is the magic mountain. You are over there, beyond Wanfeng.
Xijiangyue Huang tingjian
The golden basin on the moon falls into the water, and the geese are drunk. Your poem is beautiful, and the rain garden is green. I want to see you in cold clothes. The ant hole dreams of the world, and the young flowers chase the wind. Don't wait for Qiu Hong. There are green mountains everywhere.
Nan ge zi Qin Guan
Draw curved eyebrows with scented ink and apply rouge evenly to your face. Wipe the blue shirt and apricot skirt. Alone on the jade fence, there is nothing to say, touching the lips. The lover went away like running water, and she closed the door and looked forward to her. Where to find clouds in the chaotic mountains. Another crescent moon shines at dusk.