parentshiftbook Chapter 1262 Fishing Boat Sings Late
Chapter 1262 Fishing Boat Sings Late
Chapter 1262 Fishing Boat Sings Late
Good guy, it's not the umbrella that picks the person, it's the ghost of the ferret artifact.
Ying Baiyi angrily drew out the sword in his hand, ready to teach the ferret artifact a lesson. Just at this moment, Yingluo looked back.
A pair of rippling eyes swept across Ying Baiyi's body, "Junior Brother, what are you doing?
The sound surged like a clear spring, and the sound waves penetrated directly into the human consciousness.
Ying Baiyi shyly took back the long sword in his hand, and then said: "Isn't it raining, I just washed the sword."
Is your sister so strong now?
Without a piano in hand, a casual remark can actually have the effect of a sonic attack.
"Oh, "Nine Seven Zero", let's go quickly.
Yingluo was a little puzzled, but she didn't bother.
The two, one behind the other, one under the umbrella and one outside the umbrella, walked towards Daqingshan.
On a rainy day, Jiang Xiaolong routinely recited the Tao Te Ching for half an hour, and then he came to the desk and wanted to paint.
A group of disciples came together and watched with big eyes and small eyes, just waiting for Jiang Xiaolong to write.
"Tanmeng, what kind of painting do you want to see?
Luo Tan's dream is to learn poetry, calligraphy and painting, which is basically the same. When painting today, he naturally needs to teach it.
"Brother, I want this!"
In Luo Tanmeng's hand, a book of "Selected Poems" was quickly flipped, and it wrote: "Luoxia and the solitary bird fly together, and the autumn waters are the same color. Break the Hengyang River.
Every poem seems to have a world, and it is obscure and difficult to understand. Luo Tanmeng's vision has been stuck on this page for several days, but no results have been obtained, and he still does not understand the true meaning of it.
It was rare that Jiang Xiaolong had time to teach her today, so she naturally had to hurry up to find out.
"Tan Meng's choice was excellent. 35
The fishing boat sings late, this is a rare tranquility~
Now the light rain is swaying, it is the time of peace and tranquility, and this painting can be considered to complement each other!
splash ink.
With a stroke of the brush, the pale golden watercolor landed on the surface of the paper, and when you swiped it, you could see different colors appear.
Jiang Xiaolong then outlines it in orange again, and he sees the scene of the setting sun and the golden light filling the sky. Cold geese fly by, when a fishing boat returns late.
When the interest came, Jiang Xiaolong even showed the smile on the face of the fisherman and the fish trapped in the fishing net in his brushstrokes.
Luo Tan dreamed of watching this stroke, feeling exhausted physically and mentally, and fell asleep for a while.
Jiang Xiaolong shook his head, this cheap sister, I am afraid it will be difficult to become a famous lady!
"Master~"
Yingluo's voice came from outside the door, and the woman in mink clothes holding an umbrella appeared at the same time as the muddy Ying Baiyi.
how to say?
It was probably the young lady of a big family, with a muddy leg beside her.
Seeing this scene, Jiang Xiaolong smiled slightly. The girl with tattered clothes at the time was finally brought up by him to be extravagant. This master is not for nothing.
"Yingluo is back.
"Master, animal blood."
No matter before or now, Yingluo's respect for Jiang Xiaolong is always the first.
Jiang Xiaolong glanced at it and felt that the quality of the blood this time was far better than before, "The medicine is clear, take it, this blood can be used for oral administration.
Immediately, she greeted Yingluo to sit down and continue painting.
As for the white...
He looked around, but no one looked at him.
They are all apprentices of the master, so the gap is too big!
Ying Baiyi wanted to cry but had no tears. He was first beaten down the mountain by the drunk Yingluo, and then he became a sparring partner for the Tianma Cavalry Regiment.
Could it be any worse?
It's a pity that no one cares about him~
The pen falls astonishingly, and the avenue flows.
A picture scroll under Jiang Xiaolong is about to be completed, and the people on the picture seem to be coming to life. Draw and be smart!
Several people fell into this peaceful picture scroll, each of them realized that the primordial seed in their body was madly absorbing the surrounding power.
Only Yingluo, she stared at the picture scroll in front of her in shock.
This is, fishing boat singing late!
Could it be that the painting on the fishing boat singing the late guqin was actually made by the master?
Yingluo was stunned, the sound of rhythm seemed to be rippling around, and the soul directly entered the painting. One side of the cliff is divided into two parts, and each is a qin. Isn't it the Yuzhou Yuqin and the Sing Wanyaoqin?
Suddenly, a golden light exploded at the place where the late Yaoqin was sung, the cliff collapsed, and the singing late Yaoqin was born! But the Yuzhou Yuqin was dusty and darkened.
The rippling rhythm is exactly the music played by singing the late Yaoqin, like crying and complaining, seeking rescue from the world.
Yingluo suddenly remembered that after she broke the golden light, the phantom 4.3 of singing Wan Yaoqin really meant to break through the cage, and then she fled far away.
Could it be that it went to find a fishing boat and a jade piano?
"Thank you for your guidance, Yingluo has got the fishing boat to sing the true meaning of the night!"
Hearing Yingluo's words, Jiang Xiaolong couldn't help but be slightly taken aback.
The Fishing Boat Sings Late is one of the ten famous songs. She has not taught Yingluo yet, so she actually learned something from the painting?
Sure enough, a genius!
but
Guarding against arrogance and impatience can be regarded as art.
Jiang Xiaolong said solemnly: "Although there is an artistic conception of a fishing boat singing late in my teacher's painting, you still have to study this song in detail so that you can live up to this precious song!"