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伊囡第一次走进书法教室,眼前豁然一亮,特制的书法桌子排成两大排,上面铺着一米宽几米长的毡子。她环顾四周,墙上是历代书法家的画像和故事。其中有王羲之父子、柳公权、颜真卿……伊囡兴奋至极,她克制着激动,准备好学具,端坐着等待上课。“砚台?你带砚台了?”坐在对面的田思言一眼看到,不等伊囡回答,轻轻地捧起那方砚台端详着,“伊囡,墨呢?”伊囡掏出墨块递过去:“我来研磨吧,大家一块用。”田
For the first time in Iraqi Yi calligraphy classroom, suddenly in front of a special calligraphy table lined up in two rows, covered with a meter meters wide and a few meters long felt. She looks around and the walls are the portraits and stories of calligraphers of all ages. Among them are the father and son of Wang Xizhi, Liu Gongquan, Yan Zhenqing ... Yi Xun extremely excited, she restrained the excited, ready to learn, sitting and waiting for class. “Inkstone? You with inkstone?” Sitting opposite Tian’s speech at a glance, ranging from Iraq to answer, gently won the party inkleys in detail, “Iraq 囡, ink it? ” Iraq 囡 dig Ink blocks handed over: “I’ll grind it, we use it together.” "Tian