Understand the deeds of Wang Xizhi and Wang Xianzhi.

Wang Xizhi loved writing since he was a child. It is said that when you usually walk,

I also practice writing with my fingers at any time. After a long time, even my clothes

It was cut off. After studying hard and practicing hard, Wang Xizhi's calligraphy has become more and more abundant.

Name. People at that time regarded his calligraphy as a treasure.

It is said that once, Wang Xizhi went to a village. There is an old man.

My mother-in-law is carrying a basket of hexagonal bamboo fans to the bazaar to sell. that sort of

Bamboo fans are simple, without any decoration, and can't attract passers-by.

Interesting, it seems that it can't be sold, and the old woman is very anxious.

Seeing this situation, Wang Xizhi sympathized with the old woman and walked up to her and said, "Have you painted on this bamboo fan?"

Words, of course, can't sell. How about I write you an inscription? "

The old woman doesn't know Wang Xizhi. Seeing his enthusiasm, she wrote him a bamboo fan.

Wang Xizhi took a pen, wrote five words on each fan and gave them back to the old woman. old

Mother-in-law can't read, and she thinks his handwriting is sloppy and unhappy.

Wang Xizhi comforted her and said, "Don't worry. You told the fan buyer that it was written by Wang Youjun. "

As soon as Wang Xizhi left, the old woman did as he said. The collector saw that it was really Wang Youjun's book.

Method, are scrambling to buy. A basket of bamboo fans soon sold out.

Many artists have their own hobbies, some love to grow flowers and some love to keep birds. But Wang Xizhi has him.

A special hobby. Where there are good geese, he is interested in seeing them, or buying them to enjoy.

There is a Taoist in Yinshan. He wants Wang Xizhi to write him a copy of Tao Te Ching. But he knows the king.

Xizhi is unwilling to copy scriptures for others easily. Later, when he learned that Wang Xizhi liked white geese, he specially raised one.

A group of geese with excellent breeds.

Wang Xizhi heard that there were good geese in Taoism, so he really went to see them. When he approached the Taoist temple, he saw the river.

There are a group of geese floating leisurely on the water in the park, all white feathers, setting off the high red roof, really.

Cute.

Wang Xizhi looked at the river and was reluctant to leave, so he sent someone to find a Taoist priest and asked for geese.

Sell it to him

The Taoist smiled and said, "Since the princes love it so much, they don't have to spend money. I will send all these geese. "

Hello. But I have a request, please write a volume of scriptures for me. "

Wang Xizhi did not hesitate to copy a scroll of scriptures for Taoist priests, and the goose was taken back by Wang Xizhi.

Wang Xizhi taught his son to learn calligraphy.

Youkeqin

Wang Xianzhi, the seventh son of Wang Xizhi, was smart and studious since childhood. He is good at cursive script and official script, and he is good at painting. He began to learn calligraphy at the age of seven or eight and studied under his father. On one occasion, Wang Xizhi saw that Xianzhi was practicing calligraphy attentively, so he quietly walked behind him and suddenly reached out to draw a brush in his hand. Xianzhi held the pen tightly and was not pulled out. The father was very happy and praised: "This son is going to be famous again." Xiaoxian was smug after hearing this. Another time, a friend of Xizhi asked Xian to write on a fan, and then he wrote with a brush. Suddenly, the pen fell on the fan and polluted the words. Xiaoxian had a brainwave and a calf came alive on the fan. In addition, people are full of praise for the calligraphy and painting provided, and the small quotation has cultivated pride. It was thoughtful of its parents to see this scene. ...

One day, Xiao Xianzhi asked her mother Xi, "I only need to write for another three years, right?" Mom shook her head. "Five years of head office?" Mother shook her head again. I was anxious and said to my mother, "How long do you think it will take?" "Remember, after writing this 18 jar of water in the yard, your handwriting will be strong and your bones will be full, and you will stand straight and steady." My father stood behind him when I turned around. Wang Xianzhi refused to accept it and said nothing. He gritted his teeth for five years and showed his father a lot of written words, hoping to hear a few words of praise. Who knows, Wang Xizhi shook his head one by one. When the word "big" was raised, my father showed a satisfied expression, filled in a dot casually under the word "big", and then returned all the manuscripts to the dedication.

Xiaoxian was still not satisfied, so he showed all his calligraphy to his mother and said, "I practiced for another five years, completely according to my father's words." Look carefully, what's the difference between my dad and me? " Mother really looked at it carefully for three days, and finally pointed to the point added by Wang Xizhi under the word "big" and sighed and said, "My son has worn out three tanks of water, only a little like Xihe."

After listening to this, he was very discouraged and said weakly, "It's difficult! If this continues, when will there be good results? " Seeing that his arrogance had disappeared, his mother encouraged him to say, "Son, as long as you work hard, there is no river you can't cross or mountain you can't climb. As long as you keep practicing as you have in recent years, you will certainly achieve your goal! "

After listening to the dedication, I was deeply moved and kept practicing. Everything comes to him who waits. He used 18 buckets of water to practice calligraphy, and calligraphy made rapid progress. Later, Wang Xianzhi's writing reached the level of penetrating paper and perfection. His ci is juxtaposed with Wang Xizhi and is called "Two Kings".

Wang Xizhi's apprentice in Tiantai Mountain

Wang Xizhi came to Tiantai Mountain before Lanting was rebuilt, and was attracted by the magical and beautiful scenery of Tiantai Mountain, so he rebelled at home. He enjoyed the sunrise and the wonders of clouds, waves and fog, which polished his calligraphy. He kept practicing calligraphy, washing pens and inkstones, and even dyed a pool of crystal clear water black. This is the origin of Mo Chi's name.

One night, Wang Xizhi practiced calligraphy under the lamp and practiced. He wrote one blank sheet after another and spread it all over the floor. Late at night, he looked and thought word for word. He is not satisfied with his own writing, he reads and practices. He was too tired to practice, so he fell down on the table with a pen. Suddenly, a breeze blew and a white cloud floated by. On the cloud, an old man with a silver beard smiled at him and said, "Your handwriting is good!" " "

"Where, where!" Wang Xizhi offered to sit down and answered modestly. Seeing the old man carefully looking at his handwriting, he asked, "Lao Zhang, please correct me."

The old man saw Wang Xizhi's sincerity and said, "You reach out."

Wang Xizhi doesn't know what the old man is going to do. Seeing that the old man was serious and didn't like joking, he slowly reached over. The old man took the pen and said with a smile, "I think you are sincere in learning to write, so that you can understand a pen formula, which will work in the future." When the old man finished, he wrote a word on Wang Xizhi's palm, then nodded and said, "You will make faster progress." Just say it and leave. Wang Xizhi quickly shouted, "Where is your husband's house?" I heard a faint voice in the air: "White clouds on the roof ..."

Wang Xizhi saw at a glance that his palm was "forever". He compared, rowed, wrote and practiced, and finally realized that the strokes of the square characters and the tips of the bookshelf structure were all embodied in the word "forever". Teacher Baiyun's teaching is really a good pen! From then on, Wang Xizhi practiced calligraphy harder, and his calligraphy was more free and easy, which was wonderful.

Later, Wang Xizhi returned to Shaoxing, met with literary friends in Lanting, and wrote the calligraphy treasure "Preface to Lanting". Wang Xizhi never forgot the word "forever" written by Mr. Baiyun in Tiantai Mountain. He wrote a book "Yellow Seam Cave" in good faith and put it in an abrupt and steep cave on the top of the mountain, which was later called "Yellow Seam Cave". Today, some bold tourists have to climb the Huangjing Cave to see if Wang Xizhi's Huang Ting Jing is still hidden in the cave! Choose a husband in an oriental bed.

That was a long time ago. At that time, there was a great official named Chi Jian. He is a man who loves talents very much. In order to choose a suitable object for her daughter, the boss Xi racked his brains. Later, when he learned that the children of the Wangs were handsome and talented, he wanted to narrow down the scope and choose one of these young people as a son-in-law. When the news came, the children of the Wangs were excited and nervous. They heard that Miss Xi has a good personality and is very talented. Who doesn't want to marry her? As a result, they were carefully decorated, sitting in school, seemingly reading books, and their hearts had already flown.

However, on the east side of the case, there is a person who is different. I saw him casually as usual, as if there was no such thing, and he was still writing intently. On this day, the weather was not hot, but the young man was so hot that he untied his coat and showed his stomach. Maybe he has no time to eat in the morning. As he wrote, he grabbed a mouthful of cold steamed bread and chewed it freely. His eyes were still fixed on the calligraphy in front of him. The right hand holding the brush has not been released for a moment, and sometimes it will be hung up to write. That serious expression makes people laugh.

Chi Jian sent his own representative to the school to observe and understand, and then he went back. In his opinion, the children of the Wangs are very good, polite, young, handsome and talented, and it is almost impossible to say which is the best and which is the worst. However, to say that the performance is not so satisfactory, there is another one. He bared his chest and abdomen, while writing and eating steamed bread. It seems too casual, as if he didn't care about the boss's choice of son-in-law.

The adult listened to the report and was very interested in this young man with "casual" behavior. He inquired about the situation in detail, folded his hands happily and said, "This is the son-in-law I am looking for." What's going on here? Boss Xi thinks that this young man doesn't take personal matters to heart, but concentrates on calligraphy, which is a promising performance. With such enthusiasm and infatuation, he is not worried about becoming a talent.

Guess who this young man is? It was none other than Wang Xizhi, and later he really became an outstanding calligrapher. This shows that the boss Xi has a good eye. By the way, Wang Xizhi's wife and Chi Jian's daughter are also calligraphers, which are very helpful to Wang Xizhi. Her son Wang Xianzhi later became a famous calligrapher, which is also her credit.

Eat dumplings

One day, Wang Xizhi passed by the market and saw a shop called Jiaozi. There is a lot of noise and excitement. In particular, the two couplets by the door are particularly eye-catching. On the horizontal plaque "Duck jiaozi Store", the words "You can't come here, you can always know the taste" are written. But the handwriting is dull and weak, lacking in kung fu.

After reading it, Wang Xizhi thought: Is this word worthy of inscription on the plaque? Another thought: "If you can't pass this level, you will know the taste. Come often." -Boy! Who the hell is buying and selling here, boasting so much?

Looking closely, I saw a cauldron with boiling water in it, which was located next to a low wall. Jiaozi wrapped in white flour,

Just like Bai Niao flew over the wall and just fell into the boiling cauldron. When the pot is full, the bird will be grounded without saying hello. When this pot of jiaozi was cooked and fished out, the "birds" flew in a line again, exactly.

Wang Xizhi was surprised, took out some scattered silver coins, asked for a big bowl of jiaozi and sat down. Only then did he discover that jiaozi was delicate and delicate, like a duck swimming in the water. This is an amazing product! He picked up jiaozi with chopsticks, slowly put it in his mouth and took a gentle bite. Suddenly, the smell was fragrant and delicious. Before I knew it, I swallowed the big bowl of jiaozi.

After a hearty meal, Wang Xizhi said to himself, This duck jiaozi is really delicious! It's just that the handwriting of the couplet at the door is too poor to deserve this delicious jiaozi. Why don't I, Wang Xizhi, take this opportunity to write another couplet for them and live up to my visit here? Thinking of this, he asked the clerk, "Where is the shopkeeper?"

The clerk pointed to the low wall and said, "Hui Xianggong, the shopkeeper is behind the wall."

Wang Xizhi bypassed the low wall and saw a white-haired old woman sitting in front of the panel, rolling dumpling skins and wrapping dumpling stuffing alone. In the blink of an eye, the action is extremely fast. Stranger still, after the bag was finished, the white-haired old woman threw jiaozi at the low wall, and jiaozi the duck climbed over the wall one by one.

Wang Xizhi was stunned by the old man's superb skills. He hurried forward and asked, "Old man, with your deep kung fu, how long will you have to practice?" The old man replied, "To tell you the truth, it takes fifty years to master it, and it takes a lifetime to master it."

Hearing this, Wang Xizhi was silent for a while, as if he were savoring this sentence. Then he asked, "You are so skilled, why don't you ask someone to write a better one at the door?"

The old man said very enthusiastically; ""xianggong "don't know, not the old woman don't want to please, but not please! Some people are only famous for their writing, but their eyes are upward, so they don't want to write for us ordinary people. In fact, in my opinion, their writing skills are not as deep as I throw jiaozi! " The old man's works don't necessarily refer to Wang Xizhi, but Wang Xizhi felt annoyed and ashamed when he heard this. So, he specially wrote a pair of couplets and respectfully gave them to the old man.

Wang Xi zhi mai pawn

Author: Cao Dequan

Wang Xizhi, a great calligrapher in the Eastern Jin Dynasty, loves traveling and walks into natural scenery. That spring,

He went to Hangzhou to visit friends, walked to the ground in Suzhou, stepped on a stone bridge, looked around and saw a small one in front of him.

In the village, the fluttering wine flag flickered in the afterglow of the sunset, and the smoke from the kitchen rose slowly from the top of the hut.

Two farmers walked towards the village. What a beautiful picture this is. He wandered on the bridge.

Stop, when the moon rises, the village is hazy and it is also a scene, selling a pot of sake and buying some.

When the food came up, I poured it myself and drank it. At midnight, I gradually fell asleep with a little drunkenness.

I woke up the next day and suddenly felt my head was heavy. When I went back to the library and lay down, I was ill. Invited a very famous doctor in Suzhou.

Wang Xizhi was ill for a whole month for diagnosis and treatment. I also used up all my expenses when I went out. I have to go there.

You can't visit relatives and friends in Hangzhou. What should I do? He thought about it and suddenly remembered that there was one opposite his hotel.

A pawn shop, he remembered that the word "pawn" was worn out, so why didn't I write pawn? this is a

Good idea, so I asked extremely to spread paper and polish ink. He wrote a pawn, told extremely to be a pawn. The price is 30 pounds.

Two pieces of silver, not a penny less.

An excellent boy came to the pawnshop and started Wang Xizhi's words. When the boss saw that it was a good word, he asked how much it was.

Money, extremely said thirty taels of silver, not a penny less. The boss looked at it carefully and said, "Good words are good words, only."

That's disgusting. Is it worth it? "

The extremely boy came back and told Wang Xizhi what the boss had said. Wang Xizhi said, "Hey, I respect you."

Ok, very good! I'll write another one. "Wang Xizhi wrote a word, let extremely, boss a look, and said:

"This chess piece is much stronger than that one, only loneliness and anger," he said. That's it. I'll take it. "

Give extremely thirty taels of silver

With money, Wang Xizhi can go on the road again.

He came to Hangzhou and met his friends, who set a table of good wine for Wang Xizhi. There is a friend present.

My relative, who runs a pawnshop, wants to ask Wang Xizhi to write a pawn as a signboard. Wang Xizhi said: "I have already

I wrote a chess piece, just go and get it back. "Wang Xizhi took out the pawn ticket and handed it to the man. that person

Look at Suzhou with silver.

When I arrived in Suzhou, I met the pawnbroker, and I was going back to pawn. The boss heard that he was not a local, so he had to go back so far.

At that time, I thought he was crazy. When he saw that the pawn ticket was real, the boss tried to cheat him, so he pulled the abacus and let it go.

Ben even asked for 40 Liang with interest, and the man took out 40 Liang and gave it to the boss. The boss is a little puzzled, obviously lying to him, he

But happily took out 40 taels of silver to redeem it. I asked him, "Excuse me, what is precious about this word?"

The man said, "This is the original work of Wang Xizhi, a great contemporary calligrapher. Your old gentleman is blind and doesn't understand good advice.

Hum! Goodbye. "

The boss is anxious. He shouted, "When you come back, I'll ask you to pawn it with fifty taels of silver, or 100 taels, 100 taels."

Two! "

The man wouldn't listen. He went back to Hangzhou, met Wang Xizhi, and made a pawn.

Wang Xizhi took it and didn't even look. "Chen Wenjing" tore the word to pieces twice. That man is really poor.

Hurry up, it's too late to save the pawn.

Wang Xizhi said with a smile: "The most important thing for businessmen is the word' harmony'. Do you make money harmoniously? This word is

I wrote it when I was in a bad mood after my illness. When I lost my temper, I was a little angry. It's not good. I am now

I'll write you another one, and you'll make a fortune if you hang it out. "

As a result, friends in Hangzhou exhibited paper and polished ink, and Wang Xizhi was lucky enough to write a big "dang"

Words. All the friends present were amazed, and everyone praised the word as excellent.

This dangzi is carved by senior craftsmen and hung on the thoroughfare avenue in Hangzhou. It is very conspicuous and business is not good.

It's always lively. Since then, Hangzhou pawnshop has become the most famous pawnshop in China.

Goose, goose, goose

Xiang Tiange.

White hair floating green water,

The red palm clears the waves.

This is a poem written by a seven-year-old child in ancient times. This poem is really well written! Look; How beautiful and lovely that goose is in the author's pen!

When it comes to the love of geese, Wang Xizhi, a great calligrapher in Jin Dynasty, is the most prominent one. Here is a story:

It is said that Wang Xizhi, a noble and virtuous man, was not interested in being an official, so he left the noisy and boring capital and came to Jiangnan with pleasant scenery. When he lived in Shaoxing, he often wandered around Zeguo, a water town, to observe geese. Goose after goose, with neat and beautiful feathers and elegant posture. Some of them float, some sing and some play. ..................................................................................................................................................................................

One day, he was surprised to find that a goose had an unusual appearance. Its feathers are as white as snow, its crown is as red as a jewel, and its sound is particularly pleasing to the ear. He loved it so much that he immediately sent someone to ask around. He wants to buy this goose, even if it costs twice as much. It turns out that the owner of the goose is a white-haired old woman. The old man has no relatives around him, only this white goose is his companion. Although her family is poor, geese are reluctant to part with it. After learning these things, Wang Xizhi fully understood the old man's feelings and said that he would not buy this precious goose. For observation, he decided to call home.

Besides, the old woman was very happy to hear that the calligrapher Wang Xizhi was going to visit her home, but how to entertain the guests? The old man was worried when suddenly there was a cry of "Oh-ah-"in the yard. Oh, yes, in order to entertain guests, the old man killed his beloved white goose and cooked a delicious dish, waiting for the arrival of Wang Xizhi.

In a short time, Wang Xizhi walked into this humble hut with hurried steps. When he learned that the warm and generous host had brought the only thing he loved to entertain the guests, his eyes were moist: he felt sorry for the death of the goose, and was even more moved by the kindness of the host ... So he asked someone to find an ink pen, write it on the hexagonal bamboo fan he brought with him, and handed it to the old woman, saying, "Old man, I have nothing to thank you for. Please take this fan to the market for 100 yuan. The old man refused, and said with deep affection: This is my little gift to your old man!