Thousands of Years of Ink Marks

Introduction to the work "Mo Xian Lu" Lin Mobai, a famous contemporary calligrapher, triggered a rift in time and space by observing the authentic work of Mi Fu's "Shu Su Tie", and his soul traveled through the Yuanfeng period of the Northern Song Dynasty. On the Huangzhou River, he was rescued from the mudflat by Su Shi, who was demoted and exiled. Amidst the sound of rain leaking from the snow hall, he worshiped the Su family and was taught "Yizhao" by Su Shi, "Slowness" by Huang Tingjian, "Courage" by Mi Fu, and "Dharma" by Cai Xiang. I also became acquainted with Su Shi's niece Su Xiaochan through books - she had a soft pause at the end of every stroke, which was "reluctant". However, the power of time travel is uncontrollable. On the eve of the wedding, Lin Mobai was forcibly pulled back to modern times. Su Xiaochan waited by the river for two years, three months and eleven days, writing "Luo Shen Fu" 365 times. The word "Mo Bai" was hidden at the end of each time, and she ended up depressed. In order to find the true meaning of calligraphy, Lin Mobai traveled through the Tang Dynasty and studied under Yan Zhenqing. In the ruins of the Anshi Rebellion, he saw with his own eyes how the "Manuscript for Memorial to My Nephew" was written with blood and tears, and realized the integrity of "the words are like the person they are". Yan Zhenqing's daughter Yan Yao gave him a purple hair pen and told him to "live up to this life". Combining the "meaning" of the Song Dynasty and the "method" of the Tang Dynasty, Lin Mobai returned to modern times with the brushwork of the Three Dynasties. He soared in front of the Lanting ruins and entered the "calligraphy world" to meet Wang Xizhi. He turned all the love and debts of the three lives into pen and ink and wrote "Three Lives Ink Posts". After watching it, Wang Xizhi sighed and said: "The sage of calligraphy teaches the law, and the celestial being of calligraphy appreciates it." Lin Mobai, who is known as the "Book Fairy", does not join the fairy class, but lives in the book world. Every year on March 3rd, I sit alone by the water in Orchid Pavilion, write a volume of "Ode to the Goddess of Luo", and send it to the star in the southeast. Thousands of years of calligraphy are just one word "love".