These stories with new writing methods are not revealing people’s secrets, but some stories also tell some warm scenes in life. Every time you read them, people can feel some charm in the local world. Many readers have read some stories, and some readers have some knowledge. The social and life aspects involved in these stories are gradually deepening, but the impact caused by some things behind these things is still invisible to the eyes.
There are more topics for people to meet and talk to each other in the teahouse.
"The story yesterday …"
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Although the emergence of literary youth or literary teenagers and old people shows a slight clue, the history of the original dynasty will not appear, and at this time, even those behind the figurines are not paying much attention to this change
He has been very busy recently.
On the morning of November 10th, Xiao Er in Linxian Building was called up and asked Xu Xuansheng to distribute several yards of paper, and then they gave some orders. When these were finished, he waved his hand at Xiao Er, who was still looking at each other, and was sent away. Later, when they gathered outside Linxian Building, they looked strange.
That is to say, on this day, we can always see young people shuttling back and forth in the streets and lanes of Rock Town, and the situation is even more obvious in the cross street places.
The young couple handed the paper in their hands to the passers-by. People took it and looked at it casually, which would show some surprise. The paper background landscape painting has ink patterns and the ink looks like a three-dimensional paper. People are worried that the ink will fall from the paper in a moment, and some people will even reach out and touch it. But it is really a painting.
The novel style of painting attracted people’s attention for the first time, and then I noticed that the words in the paper industry were rare and unprecedented. It is natural to say that strange fonts are more beautiful, but they are better than novelty and impact
"Cheng Mo Dao paid the fire to witness Wen Huazhang"
Some literate people read the most striking handwriting in the winter sunshine, and others around them wondered, "What is this thing?"
"November 11th, looking back together, witnessing the miracle at the beginning of history"
"The place is the special guest of Linxian Building …" After reading this, someone looked up and asked Xiao Er strangely, "This thing is called’ single’ … what does it mean?"
Young people are told to do these things, and they are really confused about these things. Xu Xuan has already explained these things, and the way to deal with them is very simple. Just smile without saying a word.
On this day, in many places in Yanzhen Street, people were holding paper in their hands and discussing something called "exhibition" with doubts.
A small piece of paper set off a discussion craze. Different places and different people are talking about the same thing. Ordinary people pay attention to calligraphy and painting styles. Merchants mean that what is called "single" can play a propaganda role, and some people are curious about what is called "exhibition" only.
This exhibition is in Mexico … What happened? There are many doubts like this.
Ink industry Huizhou government here is a relatively prosperous commercial business-such a thing has a long history. Although Huizhou ink has experienced many twists and turns, it has long been famous all over the world.
However, even in this case, people can know more about the history of Mo Dao’s family, a famous Mo Dao in Huizhou Prefecture. In addition, although many people have studied ink, some of them are limited to the origin, development and post-climax flow of ink in one generation or a relatively small pattern, and they have not paid attention to this aspect.
"Astronomical China is peaceful forever … Oh, what a big breath."
Mr. Zhang in Cheng Jia House has got the paper that Cheng Shan handed over.
"single?" He frowned, glanced at the paper, and didn’t pay much attention to those strange painting styles. Then he noticed that his face paused, and then he was lost in thought for a long time without saying anything.
"It must be Xu Xuan …" Cheng Shan aside so said 1.
Mr. Zhang looked at him with a partial head when he heard the news, and his eyes were slightly confused. As far as he is concerned, Cheng Shan has rarely seen him. Sometimes what he doubts is his own words.
"Previously, something happened to Xu Gucai, and then something happened. There must be something strange about this’ single’ and exhibition, and the style of painting …"
When Cheng Shan said this, Eye Paper stopped for a while, "I have seen that style of painting."
A few days ago, the figure of the student who wrote and painted in the sun appeared in front of him. At that time, he didn’t care about things at all. These days, the shadow will be like this.
"It’s not the style of painting. What I mean is the meaning behind this matter. Although what this young man did in the past seemed reckless, it turned out that it was not …" Mr. Zhang frowned for the first time, and his eyes showed a dignified color. "It seems that I underestimated him before."
Chapter 192 Exhibition (3)
In winter in Rock Town, people talk about a strange exhibition in some street stories. Things go by day, and things can always be done quickly in the day, often before they react. When it is dark, it is dark. When it is sunny in winter, the stars are bright in the night.
Liu Shouyi, a magistrate of a county, is a diligent person who walks back and forth with lanterns in the courtyard behind the county government. Since he arrived, he will arrive late every day to deal with political affairs, while others, such as Xian Cheng and the main book, are not easy to carry, and they are pushed back a lot when they rest every day. After all, even if some people are diligent, they will complain, but they are afraid to say a few words in their hearts
An old man dressed up with a bowl of silver boiled into amber liquid in his hand walked along the corridor, and the liquid gave off waves of medicine boxes. You could smell them in the cold air at a distance in winter night. If you pay close attention at this time, you can find that he walked very fast, but the soup on the end plate was flat and quiet, and there was no wave to walk so fast, and there was no sound from touching the bowl. Besides, although he was hunched, his steps were much bigger than when the eaves passed, and several lanterns were not noticed.
He walked straight to the outside of a wing and paused. He heard a "cough" and a severe cough. He reached out and knocked at the door after coughing.
"master"
With a hoarse voice said in a low voice and then pushed the door and went in.
"What time is it in Laojiu?" There was a calm voice in the room, and after saying this sentence, there was a painful cough.
"It’s almost time."
"Oh, I really didn’t know it …" Liu Shouyi stretched a neck slightly before the case, probably because he saw the old man’s worried eyes, so he smiled and said, "I didn’t pay attention to climate change in winter, and I rested late these days, but it was just a cold."
Call Laojiu elders with smell speech also silent medicine bowl set a corner of this move still didn’t make a sound.
It was not until all this was done that he said in a low voice, "Master, let’s marry a side room."
After listening to his words, Liu Shouyi didn’t directly answer, but looked at him and praised him: "Laojiu, I can’t do this, but I don’t know who Luo Changsheng is better than?"
Tell Laojiu Chang Suiyin to let out some brilliance in his eyes and quickly disappear.