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Chapter 8 Practicing Chinese Characters

She was very lucky. Feng Yun found half a box of paper, two brushes, and a large can of recently used ink in her parents' room.

Feng Shu picked up the top piece of paper, which was about one meter long and half a meter wide. He touched it and was a little surprised. The quality seemed to be pretty good. Although it was a pity that it was not rice paper, it is estimated that there is no concept of rice paper in this era.

Everything she said was left in the museum, so she didn’t force it.

"Sister, do you want to practice calligraphy?"

Feng Yun was extremely confused when he saw her holding a pen and soaking ink. He had never seen her write before. In the Feng family, except for Feng Yuyang who could practice Chinese characters, no one else had the thought of writing at all. Interstellar Common Language could

Just use it. Even if you want to practice writing, you will do it on StarNet. You won't waste extra money buying paper to practice.

He looked at the snow-white paper and suddenly felt a little distressed.

It's better to sell it directly, as you can recover a lot of credit points.

Feng Shu didn't know that her younger brother had an idea. She finally thought of selling the items for credits. She thought about the words she wanted to write, then she calmed down and started writing.

"Without indifference, there is no clear ambition; without tranquility, there is no way to reach far."

Feng Yun couldn't understand it at all, "What are you talking about? Sister, when did you learn Chinese characters?"

Unless they are college students or scholars who specialize in sinology, most people in the interstellar era do not know these square characters. Fengyun is only six years old this year. Although he has seen his father write Chinese characters, he has never learned them, so in the impression that although

I also remember some of the simplest things like sun, moon, water and fire, but generally I still don’t understand them at all.

"A sentence in Zhuge Liang's Book of Admonitions warns future generations that if you are not calm and indifferent, you will not be able to clarify your ambitions, and if you do not eliminate external interference, you will not be able to achieve lofty goals."

Her explanation was obviously not very accurate. At the very least, it was too much for the little guy to understand.

"Who is Zhuge Liang? What does it mean to be quiet and indifferent? Why should we eliminate external interference? Where does external interference come from? What is the ambitious goal?"

Feng Yun transformed into a great doctor named One Hundred Thousand Whys, chattering endlessly.

Feng Shu frowned subconsciously. Did she forget the most important point?

Not many people outside can understand Chinese characters. Even those who specialize in Sinology, can they understand the few words she wrote? For them, this sentence belongs to the culture of ancient times, even if it is word for word.

I recognize them all, but can I interpret the meaning correctly?

She recalled that when she was traveling around the world, she had encountered such an old scholar. He was indeed very knowledgeable. She could not understand a single word in the ancient books he brought out.

Feng Yun's situation now is very similar to the time when she stared blankly.

Seeing her frown, Feng Yun involuntarily shrank her shoulders, lowered her head and remained silent.

Feng Shu patted him on the back lightly, "Keep your head up and your chest up, don't be so timid all the time, you're not a fish out of water."

Feng Yun subconsciously tightened her abdomen and raised her chest, raised her eyes and said, "Sister, am I stupid? Have I made you angry?"

In fact, he has been really depressed recently. He is increasingly unable to get along with his sister, and he doesn't know what he can do to relieve her sister's burden. He seems to be a lazy man who only eats free rice.

Oh, no, since their parents passed away, they can't even afford to eat.

Feng Shu glanced at him and began to explain one question after another.

"Zhuge Liang, known as Mr. Kong Ming in the world, also known as Wolong, was a native of Yangdu, Langya. He was the prime minister of the Shu Han Dynasty during the Three Kingdoms period. He had outstanding political achievements and numerous military exploits throughout his life. He was also a famous essayist and calligrapher.

Tranquility and indifference means calmness. External interference is the external wavering on your heart. If it is not eliminated, you will not be able to study quietly. The ambitious goal is the thing you most want to achieve and the goal you are most eager to achieve.

And you’re not stupid, you didn’t make me angry just now.”

Feng Yun was happy, and when she was happy, she threw a bunch of what and why.

"Is Zhuge Liang the same person? Why does he have two names, and is also called Mr. Kong Ming? Who is Wolong? Langya Yangdu, where are he from? What is the interstellar year of the Three Kingdoms period? What does the Prime Minister of Shu Han mean? And why is it?

A famous essayist or calligrapher? A calligrapher is someone who writes well. What is an essayist?"

Feng Shu looked at those twinkling black eyes and wanted to take back what he just said that didn't make her angry.

Sure enough, she still couldn't understand a creature like her brother. It would be windy and rainy, and then the sun would shine brightly in the next moment, which was incomprehensible.

She was overwhelmed by a hundred thousand reasons, and she wisely concluded, "You can't understand it now, but you will understand it when you grow up."

When you grow up, you will forget what happened in your childhood. Then when you face the adult world, you will move forward with all your strength, instead of always thinking about asking people what and why. People always fall and stand up all the way.

I was stumbling forward with so many doubts.

Just do it. If you go through it once, you will understand all the problems.

Feng Yun obviously felt that this was perfunctory to him. He was indeed not a stupid child. In the past, when his parents were busy, they didn't want to waste time answering his questions. They would always say similar words and then coax him to go play somewhere else.

In the final analysis, I still think he is in the way and don't want him to bother the adults anymore.

He slumped his shoulders and slowly left his parents' room.

Feng Shu opened her mouth, but didn't stop him in the end. He couldn't understand her explanation, so why was she wasting her time? But this brother was young but very angry, and couldn't bear to say a word.

She pursed her lips and lowered her head to read the dried words on the table.

No matter what, give it a try. If you can sell it, write a few more pieces. If you can't make money by selling the article, just sell this half box of paper.

Feng Shu, who finally came up with an idea with her brother, was in a great mood, because she suddenly realized that the words she wrote might not be sold, but someone would definitely want the well-preserved paper.

One piece of paper is her three-day meal expenses, and there are hundreds of them here. Well, she and Feng Yun have at least one more credit point for the minimum expenses for a year.

Feng Shu's psychological pressure has been greatly reduced. It's good to be able to make income. Everything is difficult at the beginning, and she can always find another way to make money. If the words can't be sold, she can also try painting. If that doesn't work, she will be three months old.

Once you are stable, you can go to the virtual world and fight with others. You can earn a lot of money if you win a game, which is better than sitting back and having nothing.
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