Tanabata will play | the ink treasure that you have picked up

The tao is that "pie will not fall from the sky", but I was fortunate to retrieve a calligrapher Ren Zheng's ink treasure from the garbage heap, which is the true story of what happened more than ten years ago.

Early that morning, I walked to the door of the community and saw a pile of scattered garbage in the garbage can at the foot of the wall, and a few broken frames. I pointed to the biggest one and asked the doorman uncle: "Is this okay for me?" "Take it, people take it off!" He smiled and gave me an idea: "Well, put a beautiful painting in, it's fine!" I thanked him profusely, carried it home with great joy, and carefully wiped the frame, especially the glass mirror, making it spotless and recognizable.

In fact, at that time, it was the "bead" that was eye-catching and eye-catching, not the "chuya". Yes, the old lace frame is not unusual and indifferent, and the words on the yellowed rice paper inside are the ink treasures of Mr. Ren Zheng, a calligrapher with both virtue and art on the sea, and are worth cherishing.

Ren Zheng (1916-1999) was good at all kinds of seal grass, especially the calligraphy, on the basis of inheriting excellent traditions, he created a beautiful, majestic and upright personality style, which won people's approval and favor. This ink treasure given to a friend by Mr. Ren Zheng, the frame is 66 cm long and 46 cm wide, and the poem "Attacking the City" by Ye Jianying is written on it: "Siege of the city is not afraid of hardship, and attacking books is not afraid of difficulties." Science has dangers and obstacles, and hard battles can pass the test." Splashing ink and swinging two crosses, in one go, each word is the size of a fist, the muscles and bones are old, the wind god is free, which shows the extraordinary skill of calligraphy.

The fine works of calligraphy were unfortunately abandoned, and they were fortunate to be reverently praised by me, in the words of the popularity of the times, perhaps I was an "iron fan" of the government, and I really had something to do with it. To say a word that is not modest enough, I also write brush characters in my spare time, and the one I learn the most is exactly the italic grass, as if trying to act as a primary school student who has never met in the renzheng master, hoping to learn some fur, but the understanding is too poor, the Tao li is thin, and it backfires.

Today, the ink treasures collected are hung on the wall in a dignified manner, cold and summer, year after year. It enriches the cultural atmosphere of the home and sublimates it into a highlight of the decoration of the cold house. Together day and night, it has become a mentor and friend who guides me to enrich my life and inspires me to strive to "tackle key problems and win passes". It's really a happy thing in ordinary life! (Chapter Victory)