"Think about it carefully, how did you write this word at that time. If you can remember how you wrote this word, you may continue to write the same word in the future." Teacher Lin kept telling me to let me think about the process of writing this word "tian".

Actually, when I wrote the word "天" that day, I felt a sudden enlightenment, and that feeling was very good. However, I could not remember what happened during the writing process.

"Huh?" Something seemed to flash through my mind, but I couldn't catch it.

"Huang Jingyang, what did you think of?" Teacher Lin asked happily.

"I seemed to have thought of something, but I was a little short of it, but I just couldn't catch it." I said in annoyance.

"Don't be anxious, don't be anxious. Think slowly, I'm not in a hurry." Teacher Lin comforted me and took out the paper I wrote that day. Teacher Lin kept this newspaper. It was strange that this word seemed to be like ink just dry. When I opened it, I could still see the brilliance of the ink when the handwriting was just dry. In fact, this word itself is only written so well. I, who just learned brush calligraphy, could not write a perfect stroke like a calligrapher. However, the charm of the words makes people ignore the calligraphy itself.

When I saw this word, I suddenly had an impression because I saw luck from the word, and the bright white luck still lingers on the word. It turns out that I wrote such a charming word because of the vitality. When I was writing, I attached the vitality to the brush and ink, so that the characters I wrote had the charm.

I hurriedly took a piece of white paper. This paper was bought by Teacher Lin on the street. The paper was as thick as two newspapers. It was not particularly smooth and looked very thick. Teacher Lin said that this paper was called rice paper. Last time, Teacher Lin wanted me to write another word like that. But I couldn't write a second one.

This time, I quickly wrote the word Tian on it. When I was writing, the vitality was attached to my pen and ink, and then poured onto the paper. The word "Tian" in seal script was completed in one go. It took only a few seconds, but after I finished writing this word, I felt very tired and seemed to have exhausted all my energy.

"What's wrong?" Teacher Lin immediately asked with concern when he saw that I was in a wrong state.

"I'm so tired." I put down my pen and sat on the stool, which was even more tired than cutting firewood after going up the mountain.

"Let's go, the teacher will carry you to rest." Teacher Lin picked me up. At this time, I couldn't even open my eyelids and fell asleep in Teacher Lin's arms.

When I woke up, it was already dawn and I hurriedly got up.

"Oh no, it's so late today. I haven't gone to cut the fish grass yet." I put on my clothes and hurried out.

"Huang Jingyang, don't go today. Grandpa helped you cut fish grass. The yellow cows were also released. I have cooked the rice. Today I will cook, and you can cook the fire for me." Teacher Lin called me.

I had no choice but to walk into the kitchen.

"Do you already know how to write that kind of words?" Teacher Lin asked.

I nodded.

"Are you very tired after writing such words?" Teacher Lin continued.

"Yes. I really want to sleep after writing that word. But last time, I didn't seem to be as tired as yesterday." I felt very strange.

"Did you use too much force yesterday?" Teacher Lin asked.

I thought about it and didn't use any force. I tried my best to mobilize the vital energy at that time. But the first time I mobilized the vital energy naturally and let it go, so I didn't consume much. But this time, I forced the vital energy to mobilize it and condensed the spiritual energy on the pen very hard. Because the brush and ink are different from my body, I can't feel the existence of the brush and ink, let alone condense the vital energy. But I did it in the end, and the consumption was also amazing.

"Have you found the reason?" Teacher Lin asked.

I nodded, "It seems that I have found it."

Teacher Lin lifted the pot aside and pulled me into my room.

"Come on, let's take a look at the word "tian" you wrote yesterday. It looks very spiritual, but the word itself is not as vivid as it was written last time. Although I don't know how you did it, I know that the word "tian" you wrote last night was not as good as it was last time." Teacher Lin put the two words "tian" I wrote before together.

What surprised me was that the vital energy lingered on the word "Tian" written yesterday was not as much as before. I deliberately guided vital energy, but it was not as good as the natural word.

"Don't be anxious, take your time. It is important to make your ideal clear." Teacher Lin said.

This time, I had figured it out. I spread the newspaper on the table, then picked up the brush, and slowly wrote the word "天" on the paper. When writing about the sky, I thought of the blue sky, the beautiful stars, the vast universe, and the geese flying in the vast sky...

I don’t know when I had already started writing, the word “天” floating on the paper. After writing this time, I not only did not feel tired, but felt very relaxed. I then wrote the newspaper one by one. I stopped until there was no place to write.

"How do you feel?" Teacher Lin was afraid that I would have the situation yesterday.

"It feels very good." I smiled.

Teacher Lin also smiled: "You succeeded and wrote very well."

Teacher Lin looked under the table, but was surprised to find that there was no trace of ink under the table this time.

But these words look more charming than the first time I wrote them. Teacher Lin frowned and could not figure out what was going on. Why didn’t this time be so impressive?

"By the way, it's control. This is the result of Huang Jingyang's control!" Teacher Lin suddenly stood up excitedly.

"That's right, Huang Jingyang, you have succeeded. You have truly mastered the way of writing this kind of word and can control your own strength well. So every word is written very mellow."

At this moment, the newspaper actually floated up from the table, shining brightly, and then slowly fell on the table.

Teacher Lin was shocked, "Huang Jingyang, why is this? Do you know?"

How could I know? But I know that this may be related to what I wrote. This kind of seal script is exactly the same as the seal script on the bronze plaque. I have no way of knowing what the effect of seal script on the bronze plaque is. But now I have touched the tip of the iceberg of this secret.

"You have to remember this feeling. When writing in the future, you must write this feeling out." Teacher Lin happily hung up the whole newspaper I wrote and clamped it with a clip.

"Huang Jinglong, are you learning seal script just to see the seal script font on the bronze plaque? " Teacher Lin felt a little moved when he saw me holding the bronze plaque.

I didn't deny it and nodded: "I don't know these words."

The next period of time, I started writing about the earth, but I couldn't find this feeling. The method of writing the word "天" was impossible to use when writing. During the period of practicing calligraphy, I was a little absent-minded and my attention became much weaker. Sometimes I was also dazed during class, thinking about how to write the charm of the word "天".

I know that when I was writing about heaven, I felt the characteristics of heaven, but what characteristics did the earth have? I couldn't think of it. The words on the bronze plaque are not read, but every word is spiritual. If you want to write the spirituality of the characters, you have to find a way. When I was writing about heaven, the white energy on my body kept flowing. Finally, I successfully attached it to calligraphy.

During class, I looked at the blackboard without blinking, and my eyes didn't turn around. Teacher Lin didn't pay attention at first, but after class, I still maintained my previous posture. My eyes were still looking at the blackboard without blinking. Every student in the class would pay attention to me. But Teacher Lin would always pay attention to me. So, when Teacher Lin saw that I was still staring at the blackboard, she realized that something was wrong.

"Huang Jingyang! Huang Jingyang!..."

I heard someone calling me from a distant place, as if I were very close to me, like my mother or Teacher Lin.

"Teacher Lin, I dreamed of you again." I smiled, and I thought I was dreaming.

"Huang Jingyang, Huang Jingyang..."

There was someone shouting in my ears, getting closer and closer.

"Huang Jingyang!" This time I heard it very clearly. It was Han Xiansheng.

"Don't quarrel, okay?" I hated Han Xiansheng for interrupting my beautiful dream and shouted at him.

Han Xiansheng flew backwards and sat on the ground.

"It's the second time! This is the second time!" Han Xiansheng got up from the ground in a mournful state, turned around and left the classroom. Only then did I realize that a large group of people were surrounding me.

"He was stupid again, he was stupid again." The face of the fat man Huang Shulang kept shaking in front of my eyes like a door panel.

"Huang Shulang, get out of the way. You kids are all out to play." Teacher Lin drove all the other students out.

"Huang Jingyang, what's wrong with you?" Teacher Lin cried in a hurry.

My eyes rolled, then looked around and said, "Aren't I dreaming? I seemed to hear Principal Han calling me just now."

Teacher Lin couldn't help but burst into laughter and pounded me hard.

"You kid, you scared the teacher."

Teacher Lin hugged me tightly again, and I knew that Teacher Lin had another affection for me.
Chapter completed!