Husband Xie An

The so-called half-child eats poor old man, a big bowl of fried rice like a washbasin was eaten by five people, and Lin Abao, who was supporting his stomach, looked mysterious, and the other four were not much better, sorry They looked at each other and couldn't help laughing, and the relationship suddenly became much closer.

Juhua thoughtfully sent the mountain slag slices. After eating two sour slices, Lin Abao's whole face wrinkled. Can't help but panic.The young men were about the same age, and chatted about local customs and anecdotes about digestion. Cui Ji was very interested in Fuzhou, and Lin Abao was also happy to tell him.

"The most fun thing is to catch the sea after low tide. You can pick up a lot of seafood after walking two steps with a bucket, crabs as big as washbasins, and prawns as tall as children. If you get fainted by the seawater, you can pick them up with pliers. Cook porridge or just cook it, it can be fresh!"

"The sea in summer is the most beautiful. The coast with fine sand is as transparent as a mirror, the corals on the bottom of the sea are colorful, and there are all kinds of small fish. It is beautiful to raise in sea water!"

"Fuzhou is the coldest in winter. The ice can be two feet thick. It takes several days without sleep to break the ice. After the ice is broken, the fish will jump out by themselves, and you can pick up several boats a day!"

In Lin Afu's description, Fuzhou is a paradise on earth. The four Jiankang young gentlemen who heard it were yearning for it, but regretted that they could not go there.

Hearing this, Lin Abao was mysterious: "Do you want to know what kind of place Fuzhou is? It's very simple. I'll take you to see it."

Xie Xuan was stunned: "What do you think? This place is far away from Fuzhou, and it's not a place where you can go back once in a while."

"If you want to see Fuzhou, you don't have to go to Fuzhou. Come with me."

Lin Abao stood up as if he was going to show them an eye-opener. Xie Xuan was aroused by him, followed him out of the courtyard to another courtyard, followed Ping An, who was waiting beside him, and took two quick steps to open the door with a key.

Xiao Yu raised her eyebrows: "What kind of precious land is this? The door is still locked in broad daylight?"

"It's all my treasures, don't lose any of them!"

It looked like a study from the opened door, Xie Xuan frowned: "This can't be Uncle Lin's study?"

"It used to be my father's, but now it's mine." Lin Abao wouldn't allow anything to occupy my father's study. Whoever makes this study well-lit should be used as a studio. "Peace, bring the three pictures I brought."

"Hey!" Ping'an responded, and went to the cabinet in the compartment to take out three solid wooden boxes. The cautious and proud appearance made Xie Xuanyi's curiosity even more intense. "Xiao Langjun, which one should I look at first?"

"The one in Fuzhou."

The paintings were put away by Ping An himself. He picked out the largest and longest box and opened the lid, and called the two book boys who came to guard the study to open the horizontal scrolls together.The scroll is six feet long and four feet wide, which can be called a large-scale painting. Lin Abao pointed to the scene of the harbor city on the large-scale painting and said: "This is Fuzhou Harbor."

Wang Xianzhi gasped: "Abao, did you draw this?"

The other three people also looked sideways. Lin Abao, who originally wanted to show off, felt a little embarrassed: "I also love painting, poetry and singing are really not good." 's shot.

Wang, Xie, Cui, and Xiao are all prominent clans in Jiankang, and the four are direct descendants. They have been raised as heirs since they were young, not to mention imperial training and their own talents. The precept is: You may not know it, but you must not know how to appreciate it!And Lin Abao’s paintings of the four people become more and more frightening as they taste more and more. They have soul, bones and flesh. At first glance, they are extremely amazing, but after a closer look, they have another flavor. Heroes, it is blunt to say that some people's paintings are not as good as Lin Abao's paintings in their lifetime, and what surprised the four of them is Lin Abao's use of color.

Most of the ancient paintings are distinguished by the original color of the paper and then the lines. What pay attention to is the artistic conception and the charm of the special body itself. It is like painting a mountain. The painter will not copy the original color of the mountain on the paper, but focus on Painting the towering mountains, the steepness of the mountains, and the loneliness of the mountains independent of the sky, but Lin Abao is not, he moved the original colors of the objects, the sea is blue, the trees are green, and the stones are gray , the seashells on the beach are colorful, as well as the scattered houses on the harbor, the working people, everything has its color, but so many colors together will not make people feel dazzled, but real.Yes, it is true, as if the Fuzhou harbor was copied by Lin Abao and displayed on the drawing paper before their eyes.

When painting this painting, Lin Abao really paid attention to realism. Comparing the frame with his hands is like taking a picture of Fuzhou Harbor with a camera.

There is no before and after in learning, and those who have achieved it are teachers.If Lin Abao is only good-looking, King Xie Xuan will only regard him as a good-looking friend; Good-looking, interesting, and many, many skills and talents beyond the peers, the concept is very different!

Lin Abao was naturally happy that his paintings were recognized by others, and he said proudly: "I have painted a lot, but it is a pity that I have to walk a lot of water from Fuzhou. My mother is afraid that the paintings will be wet and ruined. I brought these three pictures. This "Fuzhou Harbor Map" is the longest one I have drawn, and it took more than half a month to draft and color it, but it was exhausting."

After seeing only one of the three paintings, Xie Xuanyi was even more curious about the other two paintings, and got Lin Abao's approval to squeeze Pingan to pick up the paintings himself.Ping An couldn't squeeze through, so he had to shout repeatedly: "Young gentlemen, don't worry, don't worry, be careful not to hurt the painting!"

The two paintings were taken out separately, and the scrolls were hung vertically in normal size. Xie Xuan and Cui Ji carefully hung the paintings on the bookshelves respectively, and then they untied the ropes that tied the scrolls and carefully opened the scrolls.

One is "Cedar Picture" with simple colors, the mountains are towering and snowy, and several cedar trees are standing proudly on the top of the branches under the weight of white snow; The only lotus flower among the lotus leaves is pink and attractive, and the pink and tender petals are slowly opening to glimpse the golden stamen.

The eyes of the four were wide-eyed with liking, one was about winter, and the other was about spring. The contrast between the two paintings made it hard to know which one to taste first. When the final sum was combined, Xie Xuan and Wang Xianzhi Pindong, Xiao Yu, Cui Ji and Pinchun, the best positions are limited, just wait and see!

After watching the four people one after another, they are reluctant to part, safe as if they are facing an enemy, and they are afraid that someone will ask for a painting from their own Mr. Xiaolang, although they know that the four well-trained Mr. , but I still can't help worrying.My little man's paintings are of course his own little man's. Don't you see that the master asks for a painting, but the little man is justified in two words - no!

To tell the truth, Wang Xianzhi was about to ask to borrow a painting, but under the watchful eyes of Ping An, he still held back his mouth and glanced at the wooden frame next to the wall covered by white gauze, and took a second look out of curiosity.

Ping An had various expressions of pride on his face: "That's a new painting that our little man is going to draw. I'm just making a draft and testing the colors. It must be better than the previous ones!"

"It's your ability to show off, isn't it?" Lin Abao stared at Ping An, then turned to the four of them and said, "Don't listen to Ping An's nonsense, how can you know if the draft is not finished yet? The colors have not been adjusted yet, and they are just some rough and shallow lines .”

For the painter, the unfinished work is indeed difficult to see. Wang Xianzhi scratched his head and forced himself to look away, but he still couldn't help asking: "What is Bao planning to paint? If it is inconvenient to say it, I am curious."

"There is nothing inconvenient. I have seen a lot of places along the way. I plan to move the mountains, waters, and trees that I think are beautiful to a painting. There may be characters. The first draft has not yet been finalized, and I am still thinking about it."

Not to mention this, let’s talk about Wang Xianzhi, and I can’t help it even more. Calligraphy and painting are integrated. As the successor of the book sage who has the right to speak on the "book", meeting Lin Abao who is uniquely talented in "painting" is really all kinds of things. Huanxi, wishing to chat with him for a long time all night long, but that would be too abrupt, so he could only say reservedly: "In terms of painting skills, it is true that you have to accumulate a lot, and if you do it too much, you may feel superficial, and it will ruin a good painting. Don’t be offended if there is Abao who can help, it’s okay for someone to come up with an idea.”

Having dared to say so much, the front is all foreshadowing, and the next sentence is the real topic. Xie Xuan immediately rolled his eyes: "Ah Bao, don't listen to him. It is most taboo for other people to participate in painting. If others talk about a painting too much, you will lose the initial loss." Qi, you can paint as you want. The only thing you said in Xianzhi is right, don’t take it too far, I will be very satisfied when I taste the painting on the day it is finished.”

Wang Xianzhi rubbed his nose with blank eyes, and Lin Abao was successfully drawn to pay attention: "I will tell you when the painting is finished, but I'm afraid it won't work if it doesn't take more than ten days."

"It's not too late for a good meal, we can wait!" Cui Ji applauded, and Xiao Yu put his arms around Ah Bao's shoulder and smiled: "Slow work leads to careful work, the better the work, the time wasted should be equal, and the more you can witness When a great painter grows up, what is waiting for a while?"

"Just talk when you talk, what are you doing with your hands and feet?" Xie Xuan angrily pulled Xiao Yu's arm off.

Wang Xianzhi also disliked his friend: "Your thick arm doesn't hold the weight, so what if you crush Po?"

The disgusted Xiao Yu is speechless, is your focus wrong?I said that Ah Bao is a great painter in the future, shouldn't you agree with me?

It is rare for Xie Xuan and Wang Xianzhi to be in the same breath: Isn't this nonsense?

The author has something to say: Younger brothers Lin Lang and Lin Shuo: The idiot brother can just draw!