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The last class is extracurricular activities, Huaxia calligraphy class.

Classes 2A, 2B, and 2C participate together.

came to the classroom.

At a glance, brushes, paper, and ink are neatly arranged, and there are verses from the three hundred Tang poems on the wall.

A faint sense of history and culture filled the classroom, and everyone was very interested and discussed it.

But people are not very interested in writing poetry, they just want to write what they want to write on paper and with a brush.

Calligraphy teacher Xu Lihua stood on the stage and said with a smile: Okay, everyone be quiet, let me introduce you to me now.

He first introduced several Tang poems, Tao Yuanming and Bai Juyi's poems.

Then he switched screens.

This is a calligrapher imitating Wang Xizhi's [Orchid Pavilion Collection]

Everyone looked at this calligraphy and didn't feel much.

Then Xu Lihua laughed again: This is the number one book in the world

Immediately everyone was in high spirits.

Wang Guanxi smiled, everyone likes the title party.

You said [Lanting Collection Preface] that everyone doesn't feel anything, but if you say the number one book in the world, that's different.

Interest grew stronger.

Then Xu Lihua laughed again; This calligraphy, instead of traditional characters, simplified characters, everyone try it out

I will take the test soon. When the time comes, your Chinese and English speaking test may be used.

Then everyone started to practice calligraphy.

Copy the Tang poems on the wall.

Because of the use of simplified characters, it is easy for people to make mistakes, which makes the written characters ugly, but there are also people who write simplified characters beautifully.

And Wang Guanxi has been in the Shenzhen market for nearly 10 years. The Mandarin and simplified characters are better than the teacher. The oral Chinese who can take the test is definitely a perfect score.

However, he sat silently by the side, not very interested in this calligraphy, he turned on his mobile phone to watch current affairs news.

At this time, Qin Yuan, Liu Xinghui, and Jiang Peijin three little brothers came over.

Brother Xi, I've practiced calligraphy. Qin Yuan held a brush in his hand, and there was black ink on his white pants.

Brother Xi, you're still playing with your phone, look over there. Jiang Peijin was a little impatient, and pointed to another place, where Shu Jinghan was practicing calligraphy.

Damn, Brother Xi, look, your house is surrounded by Shu Jinghan. Du Zhilin must be interested in Shu Jinghan, and he is showing his hospitality. Liu Xinghui glared at Du Zhilin, Let's go, go back and write a letter. pen, let them see

Okay and then Wang Guanxi put away the phone.

The four came to Shu Jinghan's place.

Du Zhilin and Tian Yudong are both here, Du Zhilin is courteous to Shu Jinghan, and Tian Yudong is courteous to Bi Fangling.

And Bi Fangling next to Shu Jinghan had just finished writing a poem and smiled: Everyone, come and comment on me.

[Spring is deep in the idle window of the small courtyard. The heavy curtain is not rolled up, the shadow is heavy, leaning on the building without language, Yaoqin]

good poem

Nice poem!

Student Bi, your handwriting is really good, Tian Yudong offered his attention.

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Student Bi's handwriting is the most beautiful I have ever seen! Liu Xinghui praised. He found Bi Fangling very pleasing to the eye and was very interested.

Bi Fangling was immediately praised by Liu Xinghui, and her face was a little red.

Thank you Liu for your compliment

The two looked at each other as if they had heard a call.

But he abused Tian Yudong, who liked Bi Fangling, and was full of jealousy.

Liu Xinghui then wrote a poem: Qin Shi Mingyue Han Shiguan, Long March people have not returned. But let Longcheng Fei will be there, and don't teach Huma to ride the Yin Mountains!

He originally came from the mainland, and this verse was hand-picked, and the handwriting is also very good, with great momentum!

Immediately, Bi Fangling was taken aback.

Wow, classmate Liu, your writing is really domineering

fine,

It's just so-so, it's my honor to be recognized by my classmate Bi.

Haha, classmate Liu is so humble.

The two chatted very speculatively, which made Tian Yudong sad.

Tian Yudong wrote a song reluctantly: Jingkou Guazhou is surrounded by water, Zhongshan is only separated by several mountains, and the spring breeze is on the south bank of the green river. When will the bright moon shine on me?

Student Bi, how do I write?

However, his handwriting was incomparable with Liu Xinghui and failed to win his favor.

Bi Fangling just glanced at it and nodded: It's okay

Qin Yuan wrote a song: Good rain knows the season, when spring happens. Sneaked into the night wind, moisten things silently.

Jiang Peijin also wrote a song: The moon falls and the sky is full of frost.

Du Zhilin began to be courteous to Shu Jinghan, and pretended to write a song: You must be happy in life, don't let the golden bottle face the moon. I was born to be useful, and I will come back when my daughter is gone.

He asked, Student Shu, how is it?

Shu Jinghan didn't speak, then Jiang Peijin said, This poem is really romantic, classmate Du!

This is a romantic figure, Qin Yuan agreed.

Student Du must be a romantic talent, Wang Guanxi said with a smile.

Student Du, isn't this what you wrote in your heart? Liu Xinghui asked. ·

Immediately, Du Zhilin shot himself in the foot, very embarrassed.

Bi Fangling also said, Student Du, is this your inner expression?

Du Zhilin was very embarrassed and quickly explained: No, students Bi and students, please don't misunderstand.

After a few chats, he and Tian Yudong went to another place.

Shu Jinghan looked at Wang Guanxi and wrote a song: Embroidered Face Hibiscus smiled. Oblique Feibao duck lining the fragrant cheeks. The eye wave was moved to be guessed. On the one hand, the amorous feelings are deep and rhyme, and the half-notes are full of hatred. The moon moves and the shadow of flowers is about to come back.

She asked Wang Guanxi, Xi Zai, how is it?

Wang Guanxi asked with a smirk, Is it a love poem?

Shu Jinghan is slightly red: Well, I copied the poem written by Li Qingzhao

Student Shu, it was originally written for classmate Wang. Bi Fangling blinked, causing Shu Jinghan's face to turn red, she explained, Li Qingzhao wrote it, I think it's pretty good, so I'll copy it down.

At this time, Liu Xinghui asked, Brother Xi, what are your thoughts?

Wang Guanxi took it out.

I wrote two copies

One is Jing Ye Si, and the other is Quiet Silk

Liu Xinghui asked, Is there any difference?

Wang Guanxi smiled and said, It's all the same.

Then Wang Guanxi gave [Jing Ye Si] to Shu Jinghan, and Bi Fangling read it.

The bright moonlight in front of the bed, suspected to be frost on the ground, raised his hand to look at the bright moon, bowed his head and entered his hometown.

good verse

What a beautiful sentence

Both were amazed.

I didn't expect Wang Guanxi's handwriting to be so good, even better than theirs.

And Wang Guanxi showed the [quiet liquid silk] to Qin Yuan, Liu Xinghui, and Jiang Peijin.

The bright moonlight on the head of the bed, suspected to be cool on the ground, raised my hand to probe the double moon, and headed into my hometown

It's a good poem, I'm far less talented than Brother Xi Qin Yuan said with a look of admiration.

So talented, so wet, Brother Xi is really a goddess. Liu Xinghui was speechless, unable to speak, and was filled with admiration in his heart.

Brother Xi, it's so wet, I'll serve you. Jiang Peijin was full of admiration.

Wang Guanxi smiled and said, I'll give you three.

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