Chapter 16
"Changle, let me ask you, what picture did you draw?”
Li Xiu didn't point out the flaws in the painting right from the start. Instead, he asked her a question.
"Yes... Spring Mountain and River Painting?"
Changle didn't understand what Li Xiu meant.
Logically speaking, with Li Xiu's superb painting skills, it shouldn't be difficult to see that this was a painting of mountains and rivers in spring.
Li Xiu ignored Chang Le's puzzled expression and said,""Spring Mountain and River Painting, right? In the spring of March, the wind is gentle. Where is the spring breeze in your painting?”
"Ah?"
" Spring breeze?!"
The Perpetual Joy Sandalwood opened his mouth slightly, looking extremely surprised.
The expression on her delicate face seemed to be saying," Are you f * cking kidding me?
The spring breeze was invisible and traceless. It couldn't be seen or touched. How could it be drawn?!
Chang Le shook his head gently and smiled at Li Xiu.""Husband, are you joking? The spring breeze was invisible and indescribable, so how could it be drawn?”
"If you only think about the style, of course you won't be able to draw it. However, you can show it through other aspects.”
"Oh? Could it be that my husband can draw the spring breeze?”Chang Le's tone was filled with disbelief.
As a great artist, she felt that this was simply impossible.
How could a formless and colorless thing like the wind be drawn?!
Li Xiu smiled confidently and took the brush from Chang Le's hand.
"Just watch."
Li Xiu held the brush in his hand and gently dipped it into the painting. He lightly dotted a few strokes on the Spring Mountain and River Painting in Changle.
"The wind is invisible and traceless, but other things can be traced. For example, if you draw the willow branches in the mountains slightly slanted, isn't that the wind?”
"As the saying goes, willow branches and leaves come from the west to the east. This is not the style of painting willow fruits. The wind is not the essence of the brush. It is cleverly described by willow branches."
Seeing Li Xiu's brush strokes, the willow tree in the mountain instantly changed its lifeless appearance from before. It was like a beautiful woman swaying in the wind.
These few strokes made Chang Le shine brightly, revealing an indescribable excitement.
Wind!
It was the wind!
It was really the wind!
Looking at the swaying willows, Chang Le felt as if he could feel a spring breeze blowing towards him from the painting.
It was warm and comfortable.
He didn't expect that there was actually someone in this world who could draw wind!
"The willow branches and leaves are from the west to the east. Wind without essence can not be written, skillfully borrow willow branches to describe.”
Chang Le muttered to himself as he recalled the painting skills that Li Xiu had just casually mentioned. The admiration and admiration in his eyes became even stronger.
This was not only an unparalleled painting skill, but also a rare poem.
To be able to fuse painting skills into poetry and prose, to be able to produce a chapter, what kind of talent was this to be able to achieve this!
It was hard to imagine that such a talented person was willing to be an ordinary person in the mountains.
Was it disdain for officialdom? Or was it dissatisfaction with the world?
Looking at Li Xiu, who was dressed in coarse linen clothes but had an outstanding temperament, Chang Le couldn't help but be a little infatuated for a moment.
Li Xiu had given her too many surprises.
The number of times he had been shocked by Li Xiu during the past few days was simply more than the total number of times she had been shocked since she was born.
Poetry, painting, martial arts, and craftsmanship could be said to be proficient in everything. It could even be said that he had reached the peak.
This was no longer just a simple martial arts master, but a master of everything, wasn't it?!
At the very least, Chang Le hadn't discovered anything that Li Xiu couldn't do.
Such a person would be difficult to find even if one searched the world. He did not expect to meet him.
Chang Le felt as if he had received the mercy of the heavens.
Inadvertently, he caught a glimpse of the jade Ruyi in front of Li Xiu's chest. It was something that he had worn with him since he was young. Now that it was attached to Li Xiu's body, Chang Le always felt that he and Li Xiu were skin to skin.
His body suddenly felt hot.
All of a sudden, his thoughts flew. He even thought of the scene of him marrying Li Xiu and raising his children.
She glanced at Li Xiu without leaving a trace, and her little face instantly flushed red. Her shy and timid appearance was extremely cute and moving.
However, Li Xiu's attention was focused on the painting and he did not notice the change in Chang Le.
By the time he turned around, Chang Le's expression had already returned to normal, but there was still a hint of redness on his exquisite oval face.
Li Xiuyou pointed at the painting in front of him and continued.
"Look, other than willow trees, there are many other things that can be used to set off the spring breeze. For example, let the grass sway gently. There was also a stream, which drew a few wisps of clear waves. These were all manifestations of the spring breeze.”
The spring landscape painting he made in Changle was continuously outlined, with swaying grass, rippling water, dancing willows, and so on.
The entire painting instantly improved by more than one level. The lifeless painting suddenly became vivid and full of spring.
Li Xiu's few strokes seemed to have given the painting a soul.
Chang Le's beautiful eyes stared at the landscape painting in front of him without blinking. He felt that it was a world of difference compared to his previous painting.
Thinking of the arrogance in his heart just now, Chang Le could not help but lower his head in shame.
The painting that he was good at was not worth mentioning in front of Li Xiu.
"Have you memorized the drawing of the wind?" Li Xiu put away the brush and looked at Chang Le with a smile.
"My husband's painting skills are extraordinary. However, Changle still has a presumptuous request that I hope you will agree to.”
Chang Le bowed to Li Xiu. His clear eyes were filled with hope as he looked at Li Xiu.
"What request? Tell me."
"My husband is talented. Changle sincerely requests that my husband compose a poem for this painting.”
Poetry? This was simple.
Li Xiu thought it was some kind of request.
There were a lot of Tang poems and Song poems in his mind. All of them were masterpieces that had been handed down from generation to generation.
"Alright, that's simple."
Chang Le's face lit up with joy, his eyes filled with anticipation.
Li Xiu took two steps forward, and his eyes lit up. He thought of a poem that was more suitable for this painting.
Thus, he picked up his pen and wrote.
The Story of Yunfeng Mountain
From a horizontal view, there are peaks on the sides of the ridge, with different heights and distances.
I don't know the true face of Yun Shan, only because I am in this mountain.
Chang Le's mouth opened slightly, his eyes revealing a look of extreme surprise. He was so shocked by Li Xiu that he couldn't speak.
This was…He had only taken two steps, and he could already compose a poem?
Even Cao Zijian, who was praised in ancient times as " only one stone in the world, Cao Zijian monopolizes eight buckets ", was only able to compose a poem in seven steps when he was at his best.
Li Xiu, on the other hand, was able to compose a poem in two steps.
What kind of shocking talent was this!
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