93. Sing for Hanfu's low voice

Lu Wen came to the study, took out the writing brush and rice paper, and started to slick the pen and ink on it, while Fang Zheng and several people played with the millet grains below, and did not come up to disturb him.

Lu Wen's look is very serious. He is writing on rice paper. When he writes, the fonts seem to have a halo, gorgeous and unusual, as if there is a spirit in it, a kind of unspeakable character. .

After I finished writing in a while, I put this rice paper aside, and then took out a constant brush and painted on the drawing paper.

When Lu Wen came down, I saw that Tang Qing was playing with two small dots, and the two were still discussing. When Lu Wen came down, they all came around.

Their eyes focused on Lu Wen's hands, looking at the objects in his hands.

Lu Wen looked at them and said, "Let's take a look." Then he handed over the items in his hand.

Cen Qingqing reacted quickly and immediately grabbed the thing and opened a pair of rice paper on the table. The eyes of these people were instantly focused on the calligraphy.

The brushwork is exquisite, the strokes are chic and elegant, and the gestures are euphemistic and subtle, like moving clouds and flowing water. The knotted body is beautiful, the bones are delicate, and the stipples are scattered and dense. The composition is ingenious, and there is a wealth of artistic beauty in the scale. Regardless of whether the hook is smashed horizontally or vertically, it can be said that I use the pen to make the best.

They were surprised by this wonderful calligraphy first, and then they looked at the content carefully.

I have always had a dream. I hope that in every traditional festival, all Han children can wear the clothes that belong to our nation-Hanfu. The clothes are misty, and there are no more regrets.

Why do you say that I behave abnormally when I put on the most beautiful clothes?

Why do you say that the Han costume I cherish so much belongs to Fusang?

Why do you always treat my sincere confession as a joke?

Why can't the tears I shed touch your iron heart at all?

Where is that land of Xinyi?

Where is my Huaxia Erlang?

I don't want to hurt my heart and intestines for this,

I don't want the wisdom of our ancestors to be appreciated,

I don't want my Chinese clothes to rely on RB people to promote it.

So, I always have a desire,

One day, we can pick up our own culture and prop up the backbone of the nation.

Remember, remember,

There used to be an era called Han and Tang Dynasties,

There used to be a river called the Yangtze River,

There used to be a pair of totems called dragon and phoenix,

There used to be a feather garment-named Nishang!

They looked at these handwritings, for some reason, the corners of their eyes were a little moist. They seemed to see that piece of clothing, that piece of clothing that blended with Chinese culture and style, it was so gorgeous, so graceful and luxurious, so beautiful, in This is the most beautiful clothes in the hearts of Chinese people.

In particular, this painting has been injected into Lu Wen's body, so that this calligraphy can make people truly appreciate the charm of neon clothes. Here, it is not only a dead object, but a spiritual sustenance.

After a while, Fang Zheng quietly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said to Lu Wen next to him, "Lao Lu, I just asked you to write some promotional slogans. Are you so touching?"

Lu Wen said, "Oh, I'm not satisfied, that's okay, I'll take it back and write one for you again." He said that he would take it back.

Fang Zheng was anxious, so he rushed directly to the table, pressed the calligraphy with his body, and refused to give it to him, saying, "Lao Lu, you are for us, you can't go back."

Lu Wen said, "Aren't you dissatisfied."

Fang Zheng said, "Satisfied, satisfied, how can you be dissatisfied, you just treat me as a fart, just let it go." Hehe, this guy has no morals anyway.

Lu Wen was just joking, and didn't want to take it seriously. After such a disturbance, the heavy heart in everyone's hearts also disappeared, and Cen Qingqing opened some of the remaining paper manuscripts.

At the first glance, Cen Qingqing screamed "Ah". Tang Qing and Fang Zheng were taken aback. They didn't know what happened, and immediately looked at the paper manuscripts.

I saw pictures of gorgeous Hanfu on the paper. Those clothes looked like exquisite pictures, not just a piece of clothing. Beautiful words such as nobleness, elegance, generosity, elegance, etc. seemed to be reflected in them. come out.

There are also some men's clothes. Some of these clothes reflect heroism and some are elegant and so on. Fang Zheng and Tang Qing are very excited.

At first glance, the last two pieces of clothes are for children, and they are for girls. They are completely princess dresses. They are not modern princess dresses, but ancient dresses that are cute, noble and gorgeous.

Xiao Mi Li and Xiao Mengmeng saw the two pieces of clothing, their eyes lit up, and Xiao Mi Li directly hugged Dad's thigh, and said with a grinning voice, "Dad, I want this dress." Xiao Mengmeng was even more straightforward with the two little people's clothes. She stared at Lu Wen with her big eyes. As long as Lu Wen said no, her tears would fall instantly.

Lu Wen touched the hair of Xiao Mi Li and said, "Well, let's let Aunt Qingqing make clothes for us." When Xiao Mi Li heard his father's words, he was so happy that he ran around his father's side.

Xiao Mengmeng immediately ran to her Ma Ma, acting like a baby for a while, it seemed that women, no matter how big or small, had the same love for beautiful clothes.

Cen Qingqing is actually the one who wants these clothes the most among these people. Where can she use Xiao Mengmeng to urge her, and now she can't wait.

Tang Qing ran behind her daughter-in-law, squeezed her shoulders and said, "Wife, help me make a set too, I like this one." Pointing to the elegant Hanfu and said.

Cen Qingqing hummed comfortably and said, "Why do you dress so well, go out to tease girls?"

Tang Qing said, "How can it be? In my eyes, my wife is the most beautiful. Don't I want to keep up with the leadership. Both leaders in my family wear Hanfu, and I can't leave the team."

Look at what people say these things, it's worthwhile for them to do such a big business.

Cen Qingqing said with satisfaction, "Well, it's good to have such an idea. I will do it tomorrow."

Tang Qing's hand stopped for a moment, and he said slyly, "Wife, do you do it yourself?"

Cen Qingqing heard the meaning of these words at once, his face changed immediately, and said to Tang Qing, "What? Dislike my craftsmanship?"

Tang Qing saw that his daughter-in-law was angry, and the movements on her hands immediately started to move again. She said with a dogleg, "How can it be, isn't this afraid of hurting your hands? Look at your little white hand, if it has scars, it won't look good. , Mengmeng, don't you say it?" After speaking, she gave Xiaomengmeng a mad wink.

Little Mengmeng, the ghost spirit, couldn't understand, she hugged Mama and said, "Mama, Mengmeng don't want you to be hurt, so Mengmeng will be sad."

Look at this family, they are not simple characters, Lu Wen watched them with gusto.

Cen Qingqing gave these two fathers and daughters angrily, and said, "Don't worry, I will find some senior tailors to do it." Can she not understand the thoughts of the father and daughter, but now she just puts all her thoughts on these beautiful things. On his clothes, I didn't care about them.

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