This smile bloomed, bright and bright, sweet and pure, and then it bloomed and then withered, turning into an aggrieved and sad expression.

She bit her lip, sniffed, then wiped away her tears, lowered her head and continued grinding carefully.

After grinding an inkstone, she tried the ink and found that it was thick enough. So she took a brush and spread out the rice paper and began to write.

She did not copy the copybook because the copybook at home did not contain what she wanted to write and there was no way to copy it.

My grandfather loved Wang Xianzhi's calligraphy very much. She was influenced by her grandfather and copied most of Wang Xianzhi's calligraphy. Unfortunately, not many of Wang Xianzhi's copybooks have survived, and she didn't learn enough about it. She was embarrassed to say that she was Wang Xianzhi.

I don’t know if it was her second or third year of high school, but she hasn’t practiced calligraphy seriously for several years, but her calligraphy skills since childhood are still there. Her handwriting is not as good as before, but it is still beautiful:

It's as white as snow on the mountain and as bright as the moon in the clouds. I heard that you had two opinions, so I came to resolve it.

Today's drinking party, Ming Dan's ditch water head. Coyotes are on the ditch, the ditch water flows east and west.

Desolate and desolate, there is no need to cry when getting married. I wish to have the person of my heart and never be apart until we grow old together.

A bamboo pole is like a bird, and a fish tail is like a stick! A man cares about his spirit, so why use money and a knife!

This is "Baitou Yin" by Zhuo Wenjun. It is said that Sima Xiangru wanted to take a concubine, so Zhuo Wenjun composed this "Baitou Yin" to Sima Xiangru, expressing his intention to cut off the relationship and never get entangled.

Some people also say that "Baitou Yin" is a forgery by later generations. Li Miaoyu doesn't know the truth and doesn't care. She likes "Baitou Yin", she just likes the story and the poem.

Xiao Miaomiao, who was still a little girl at that time, felt that the Zhuo Wenjun in this story, the Zhuo Wenjun who wrote "White Head Song", was so... so... so handsome! So cool!

It was a style that shocked her young heart.

However, whether in history or in stories, it seems that Zhuo Wenjun and Sima Xiangru are together again...

Perhaps, "Baitou Yin" is not an attitude and style, but a method and process?

It is said that along with this song "Baitou Yin" were sent to Sima Xiangru's hands, there were also "Huiyuan Lang" and "Farewell Book".

It's a pity that I don't remember...

She stood in front of the desk, silently dazed for a while, then put down the pen, rolled up the paper with smooth and beautiful handwriting on the desk, drew a handsome arc in the air, and threw it into the trash can.

It seemed that he had thrown all his worries into the trash can along with the piece of paper. After taking a deep breath, Li Miaoyu walked out of the study, went to the living room, then to the piano room, and finally to the bedroom, where he finally found his cell phone.

"Hello~"

She dialed her mother's phone number and said in a soft and sweet voice, "Mom, I want to go out and play."

"Where to go?"

"Xiamen."

"Why go to Xiamen?"

"Find someone."

"Who?"

"Oh, don't worry about it so much. I'm ready to leave."

"Yourself?"

"Yes, I will take a taxi to the airport, then fly to Xiamen, and then someone will pick me up. Don't worry, I will call you at any time."

"Okay, then you have to pay attention to safety and report to mother that you are safe at any time... Do you still have money on you?"

"have."

"Then you must remember to report to mom that you are safe at any time."

"Well, okay, thank you, mom."

After hanging up the phone, Li Miaoyu packed his luggage, said goodbye to Miaomiao seriously, then dragged his suitcase to the airport, and flew from the airport to Xiamen.

After landing, she dialed Li Wanyi's phone number.
Chapter completed!