Wu Zeqing smiled, "You want to write it out too?"
Master Zhou nodded, "My hands are getting itchy. To have encountered such a great poem, to even have witnessed its birth before my very eyes, of course I would have to make a copy of it." Then he turned to Zhang Ye to ask, "Little Zhang, may I go through the words of 'Ode of Mulan'? Don't sue me for copyright infringement, OK? Hur Hur."
Zhang Ye immediately said, "Sure, it would be my honor."
After Master Zhou had his disciples to prepare the Four Treasures of the Study, he did not start writing. He first began by appreciating the piece for over ten minutes and then closed his eyes for a long time before he picked up his brush. He wanted to digest all of the content before he even dared to write!
When Master Zhou's version of "Ode of Mulan" was done, everyone cheered!
"Nicely written!"
"Old Master Zhou's skills are indeed extraordinary!"
But Master Zhou was still unsatisfied, he waved his hands saying, "It is the content that is good, not my words. Besides, my calligraphy style does not suit the feel of this work. It is too strong and does not complement the meaning well. It doesn't have Little Zhang's carefree style of expression and lacks some of the meaning."
A lot of people had already gathered around after the meal to take pictures. Some of them were photographing Master Zhou's "Ode of Mulan", but even more of them were using their phones to take photographs of Zhang Ye's "Ode of Mulan". Indeed, Zhang Ye's writing of "Ode of Mulan", in terms of words, thickness of strokes, arrangement, and font were all slightly better than Master Zhou's. Such a conclusion was no surprise since Zhang Ye was the original author anyway. Of course he would have understood the passage more clearly than Master Zhou!
Some people had posted Zhang Ye's words onto the internet. Including some of those poems and couplets from earlier. Such beautiful things had to be shared!
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Online.
The Calligraphy Association's anniversary gathering was suddenly in the spotlight!
"Having crossed the vast oceans, I can no longer take a river seriously"
"If it's not on Mount Wushan, it's not a cloud? What a great poem!"
"Where girls, with no thoughts of a perished kingdom? A Song of Courtyard Flowers?