Xiao Buzheng wrote two words on the ground and said: "Xiuying, I learned to write my name today, Buzheng, it's written like this."
"No, that's how Bu Zheng is written." Xiao Xiuying said, and wrote down the wrong word Bu Zheng.
"..."
"My name is written like this." Xiao Buzheng wrote "his name" in front of everyone, but everyone made fun of him. At that time, Xiao Xiuying happened to go to a relative's house.
So Xiao Buzheng ran to the side, and before he could cry, his mother asked him to do something.
Think about those days again...
Little Xiuying was practicing her name, and then Xiao Buzheng ran over and said: "Xiuying, Xiuying, I can write your name."
Next, Xiao Buzheng wrote the word Xiuying, but it was in a very unpopular seal script, and Xiao Xiuying couldn't understand it at all.
"You are wrong, my name is like this!"
"But, they said this is Xiuying."
"You were deceived by them. The words here and there are crooked and crooked, like tadpoles. The words are all written like this." Xiao Xiuying said while holding her handwriting, and her handwriting seemed more like tadpole writing.
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"Ah... forget it, I'm going to collect herbs! There are a lot of herbs in the mountains recently, I'm going to go for a few days..." Xiao Buzheng went to the mountains like this.
A long time later, when Xiao Xiuying learned seal script, she had forgotten about it.
Think back to those days...
"Xiuying, what are you doing?" Xiao Buzheng ran to Xiao Xiuying's territory again, and Xiao Xiuying was being punished for copying.
"Don't you see, I am being punished by my father for writing!" Xiao Xiuying said.
"What to write? The two characters are almost the same." Bu Zheng saw two characters, which happened to be the two characters written by little Xiuying's father. Little Xiuying felt that her own characters were too ugly. She had hidden them from Bu Zheng for a long time.
Zheng looked at it.
"This is '自' and this is '自'. Although they are just a little bit different, they are just two characters. The characters must be neat and neat without any errors. Otherwise, they will be two different characters!!" Xiao Xiuying took it.
She said to Buzheng in the tone of her father teaching her.
"You continue to write, I'm going to the county town to sell medicine..." Xiao Buzheng ran away after saying that.
Think about that year again...
"Xiuying, Xiuying..." Xiao Buzheng and Xiao Xiuying came to the river to play.
"Are these characters the same?" Xiao Buzheng saw a small temple. There was a couplet at the door of the temple. This couplet was very strange. Most of the characters were the same.
"This is not a word. This is a couplet!" Xiao Xiuying shook her head, looking proud, because she knew this couplet and someone had taught her it.
"Couplet?" Xiao Buzheng asked doubtfully.
"Well, the first line is, the clouds are Chao Chao. Chao Chao Chao, Chao Chao Chao Chao Chao Chao! The second line is, the tide is long, long and long, long and long!" Xiao Xiuying said proudly.
"..." Xiao Buzheng didn't understand why something that looked like the same word turned out to be a different word. Could it be that that little change was also a change.
In Xiao Buzheng's eyes, every word was a little different. He thought it was one word, but it turned out to be two words.
I don’t know if it’s a coincidence or God’s will, but this kind of thing happens often. Moreover, Bu Zheng’s father left early at that time, and his mother was illiterate at all, so there was no one to teach him and she had to work. Where did he have time?
to verify these.
For Bu Zheng, learning skills is more important than literacy. That's it. If he had not left that small mountain village, he would never have needed literacy in his life.
Even if he comes out, there is no need to learn Chinese characters when he has not reached the bottleneck. In addition, he has never been exposed to any books. Even if there are books, he will ignore the characters on them.
In fact, he encountered a similar situation later. Different fonts gave him a big misunderstanding, that is, his reading of words would change.
Especially when Xiuying insisted that there was only one font in the world, the one she wrote, in order to show that she was right, Bu Zheng always believed it!
However, Bu Zheng remembered this matter, but Xiuying had completely forgotten it long ago!!
And the most important thing is that she also gave in to Bu Zheng's misunderstanding of one thing, that is, a word must be exactly the same to be the same. If there is a slight difference, it will be another word.
Therefore, Bu Zheng, a special person, would think that even if he saw the same words, they were different words. What's more, because he felt that he was illiterate, he didn't see many words, and he didn't have many opportunities to let him know.
Verify it word by word.
Coupled with Bu Zheng's life pressure, what he cared about more often than not was literacy. Xiuying then thought completely heartlessly that Bu Zheng couldn't read, and even read so many books to Bu Zheng without giving in.
It means to go and learn.
"Um, Miss Dieyi, what is written on it is 'The best good is like water, water is good for all things without fighting'?" Bu Zheng asked, pointing to the small seal.
"Yes!" Su Dieyi nodded and said, "This is Xiaozhuan!!"
"What's written on it is also 'The best is like water, water is good for all things without dispute'?" Bu Zheng pointed to the line of calligraphy.
"Yes, this is running script. Although they look completely different, they are all the same, 'The best is like water, water is good for all things without dispute.'" Su Dieyi nodded.
Although this word has changed a bit, it is similar to the previous one. In other words, the word can be changed? The fact that the font can be changed can be discussed separately. Even the same word can be subtly changed, and it does not need to be exactly the same!
So Bu Zheng asked Su Dieyi this question.
"Haha, of course, no one can write exactly the same thing. Even if I wrote it myself, it would be similar, but there are still some subtle differences." Su Dieyi was stunned after hearing this, and then said with a laugh.
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Damn it!! Xiuying, you stupid bitch!!
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"Ah!" Xiuying was practicing her sword. After receiving Bu Zheng's letter, she was stimulated and kept practicing her sword hard.
"What's wrong today? Why do I keep sneezing? Is someone missing me?" Xiuying was a little doubtful.
…
"This, too?" Bu Zheng picked up the pen, imitated Su Dieyi and wrote sixteen characters, and then showed it to Su Dieyi.
"Yeah, that's right. Those are the sixteen characters! Huh? Your characters..." Su Dieyi nodded and looked at Bu Zheng's characters. Bu Zheng's characters seemed a bit astringent at first, but it wasn't like that.
I am a novice, but every word changes a little bit, becoming more and more perfect, until in the end, the first word and the last word have a completely different feeling.
And the last word is full of energy and spirit, and it has the aura of Tao. It sublimates this word to a new level, and the wonder of this word lies in the process of transformation.
Su Dieyi wondered if Bu Zheng was playing tricks on her. It seemed unbelievable that he went from a novice to a peerless master in just sixteen words.
"This calligraphy was given to me, and it should be considered as compensation for me." When Su Dieyi saw this calligraphy, she understood the value of this calligraphy, and it might be worth a fortune in the future.
And Bu Zheng didn't know that he would never be able to write such words in the future. Although he could imitate it, the feeling would no longer exist. This is calligraphy, and feeling is the most important. And having feelings means that this painting
The characters are a treasure.
"Take it if you want. As for the compensation, I will give you exactly the same one now. What I promised will not change." Bu Zheng originally thought that the words written by the same person were exactly the same.
I'm too lazy to copy one myself.
And he believed that he could make it look real, and it would take some time at most, but now he felt that he didn't need that time. After he learned calligraphy, he knew the techniques involved.
The most important thing is that Su Dieyi herself said that it is impossible to be exactly the same, that is, it doesn't matter if there are some differences.
Soon, Bu Zheng wrote a word, and Su Dieyi looked at it. She was stunned. It was exactly the same as her own. It was the handwriting she wrote yesterday, and she could hardly distinguish it.
This is also natural. Bu Zheng followed her movements exactly, as well as the angle of the pen, the strength of the pen, and the hair of the brush were all arranged with zhenqi. The words written can be said to be exactly the same, at least to the naked eye.
No change.
Fortunately, Su Dieyi is not at the same level as everyone else, and she cannot write spirited words. Otherwise, even if Bu Zheng writes exactly the same, it will be difficult to imitate the artistic conception.
"How did you do it?" Su Dieyi felt incredible.
"It's easy to follow the example of a gourd and draw a scoop." Bu Zheng said casually.
"..." Su Dieyi was silent, then looked at Miss Wen Qi's calligraphy: "Write another calligraphy for me, and I want it to be exactly the same as mine."
"Okay!" Bu Zheng began to write another handwriting. This handwriting was exactly the same as Miss Wenqi's, but it seemed to be missing something.
Miss Wen Qi's level is indeed much stronger than Su Dieyi's, and she can clearly feel this change.
So Bu Zheng wrote another one, and this time it was almost the same. At least Su Dieyi couldn't tell it. Bu Zheng could feel it himself, but it would be fine if he didn't say it.
"Come on, keep going, you write me a word in small seal script - pieces of butterfly clothing are light, dots of scarlet are small!" Su Dieyi looked at Bu Zheng with some expectation, she preferred small seal script, and at the same time felt that Buzheng's small seal script
nice.
"..." Bu Zheng did not move, motionless.
Su Dieyi also felt that Bu Zheng was concentrating and making preparations, so he was waiting aside, waiting...
"You should do it. Do you want me to help you grind the ink? It's okay. I'll grind the ink. Who asked me to ask you now?" Su Dieyi said when Bu Zheng didn't move, and started to grind the ink.
"Um, Miss Dieyi, may I ask, how do you write the ten words 'pieces of butterfly clothes are light, dots are small and scarlet'?" Bu Zheng asked weakly.
"Don't you know how to write these ten characters in small seal script? Then use running script." Su Dieyi thought Bu Zheng didn't know how to write small seal script. That's right, small seal script is more difficult and some people don't learn it.
"...Well, how do you write these words in running script?" Bu Zheng continued to ask.
"How to write something in running script? Running script and regular script are not the same, it's just that the writing method has changed. Wait, don't you know how to write these words? These words are very simple. Don't tell me that you can't read at all.
Ah." Su Dieyi looked at Bu Zheng and said blankly.