It's just right, and it's time... "Bi Mo appears"!

Li Wenyin was very fast and came to the blind spot behind the stage. After a brief change of scene, the black warrior's outfit was torn by the staff, and the lining was wearing a light gray Zhongshan outfit.

Even the shoes were carefully replaced with old Beijing canvas shoes.

The clear and transparent old Jing accent, the hearty laughter, the electronically synthesized Sanxin, the gentle embellishment of the guzheng, and the strong Jing rhyme comes out naturally.

A completely different sense of the times and a completely different national style.

It seems to have split time and space.

Sanxian, a representative musical instrument of the Chinese national tradition.

It originated in the Qin Dynasty, and it was the Tang Dynasty that carried it forward.

The three-strange lines in traditional neon musical instruments evolved from the three-strings.

The Northern Drum Book and Suzhou Pingtan are indispensable for the charm of Sanxian, but in comparison, Sanxian is undoubtedly much more unpopular. Even for Li Wenyin, it is difficult to find the electronic synthesizing effect of this Sanxian tone.

While humming gently, a sound full of energy was chanting loudly.

"Bi Mo~~appeared~~~"

Reciting it, this is a unique artistic expression technique in opera.

Similar to rap, it dramatizes and musicalizes the language in a tone between reading and singing.

Generally speaking, recitation often connects, foils and contrasts with the singing part in opera.

From the ancient battlefield where blood-stained murderous aura, to the world where one can’t help but be.

This moment has been through ancient and modern times, and has led the audience to the old Beijing twenty years ago!

"There is a door pier at the entrance of the courtyard outside the Drum Tower~

I ride on it all day long and lick the red fruit popsicle~”

The drum tower in the Dongcheng District of the capital, the ancient buildings, and the stone lion at the entrance, came in an instant.

The child rode on the wooden pier at the door and licked the red hawthorn popsicle.

It was clearly in the Demon City, but it seemed to be between the old city walls of Kyoto.

"Grandpa said you're fine~

Why not come to your home~I will teach you~Writing big words~

As soon as I entered the yard, I could smell the ink from Yide Pavilion~”

Li Wenyin smiled and waved her hand gently towards the side stage.

The old man in a gray Zhongshan suit smiled lovingly and led his little grandson to the side of the book case.

Carrying the little grandson to a high chair? A ink poured into the inkstone.

"There is a pair of gourds hidden between the vines on the porch.

There are piles of rubbings of Wang Xizhi on the mahogany table~”

Li Wenyin walked to the side stage? She spoke softly and clearly, smiling warmly? She pointed to a pair of gourds on the stand? She slowly walked to the desk and picked up the rubbings on the desk and looked through it.

Put down the rubbing? Pick up the blue and white porcelain pen holder containing the wolf's hair and looked carefully, which looked like the most keen way for old Beijingers back then.

In the turbulent era? Treasures are scattered all over the people? When they stabilize, no one knows which treasure is in their hands.

Therefore, people in old Beijing began to buy antiques and cultural relics, and picking up bargains has become an interesting experience and culture.

"The pen holder of blue and white porcelain is a thing from the Kangxi period~

My uncle soaked a pot of Longjing~ played a piece of huqin~”

A big and small actor looked at the stage opposite Li Wenyin? A simple and charming middle-aged man? Sitting on the tea table, the Longjing in the cup seemed to be still filled with heat, and he pulled Jinghu with a smile.

The tea that old Beijing loves is except Maojian Pu'er, which is Longjing!

"Exhibition~a piece of rice paper on the table~

Brass ruler~bright~shaking~shaking~"

Rice paper spreads? The ruler presses the paper.

At this time, the sunset is setting? The last golden setting sun is scattered on the stage of the concert.

"When the window lattice of the east wing room is ~ a sunset is shining through~

The first ink fragrance ~ the mist lingered around the beam~”

For some reason? In the concert scene, I actually smelled a scent of ink.

The audience was amazed at this beautiful picture.

White paper, pen and ink seem to be close.

But those reporters who pay attention to the stage arrangement and the level of new songs? In the eyes of relevant commentators, it is so amazing.

In terms of stage layout? Even the angle and time of the sunset are referenced!

"Put it~ A wolf's hair holds it~ Hand~ Palm~

The force of holding~the force of pinching~it~just just right~

Look at Yan Zhenqing's copybook~ A corner was lifted by the wind~

I'll write a word with my wrist ~ small~"

Li Wenyin's warm singing voice came to the stage, and the scene where grandpa was teaching his grandson to write calligraphy, a warm feeling arose.

The inheritance of culture seems to be full of vitality.

Whether it is the Erhua sound at the end of the song or the old Beijing elements that are everywhere in the lyrics and music.

Full of innocent fun, close to life and touching people's hearts.

Close your eyes and it seems that you are really in the courtyard, old man, grandson, pen, ink, paper and ink!

The big capital city, a small corner, reveals a strong Beijing culture!

"Foreigners see Chinese characters all have blocks~

.........

The word "Happy" in Dahong is someone who wants to marry a wife~”

The playful rap rhythm contains a strong Chinese writing culture.

The fluctuating scales are like the flowing copybook, and every stroke is full of wisdom of the Chinese people.

Li Wenyin was holding a folding fan in her hand, like a teacher, and gently tapped the tip in front of her grandfather and grandson.

"The lotus pond on Yinding Bridge has attracted a pair of dragonflies~

I have no time to look at the red-colored model~”

Just next to the Yinding Bridge, one of the eight small scenic spots in Yanjing, the old man held his grandson's hand and held the wolf's hair, slowly writing one big word after another on the paper.

This song, full of Beijing-style charm, also reveals heavy calligraphy elements.

You can use anything to write a song!

There is "General" in front of chess! There is "Bi Mo" in the future!

Li Wenyin told people this truth through this concert.

"As the saying goes, the master leads you into the door~

You must calm your hands and be diligent~ Practice depends entirely on your individual~”

The audience in the audience was deeply trapped in this artistic conception.

This is not like a concert at all!

It's more like watching a movie that travels through time and space!!

Songs, performances, full of picture!

"After you get lost, write a wrong word~ Grandpa wants to thug the board~"

At this moment, among the dark crowd, there was a young man wearing glasses. For some reason, his feelings were deeper than those around him, and his eyes were a little wet, and his heart was filled with emotion and warmth.

It seems like I am back when my grandfather led me to write calligraphy when I was a child.

After a row of numbers, I wasted paper and ink. Grandpa hit his handboard with heartache, but later he felt even more distressed when he saw his grandson with tears in his eyes.

But many years have passed, calligraphy has been given up, and grandpa has been gone.

"The ancients' words are like this person~ they exuded a sense of energy~

The wild and concise thing is about the charm of writing cursive script~”

The waves of Zhangcao are clearly drawn and the pen is horizontal.

The current cursive style is free of course and smooth strokes.

The cursive brushwork is wild and unrestrained.

Every character is independent and the shape is square, rather than simple and sloppy!

"The head of silkworm and the tail of swallows~ contains the figure of official script~"

The calligraphy starts with a solemn beginning and a light and fast ending!

The official script developed from seal script has a solemn beginning with the strokes of the calligraphy, light and fast strokes, wide and flat characters, long horizontal strokes and short vertical strokes.

Silkworm head and swallow tail! Twist-ups and downs!

This faint, but warm song burst into the hearts of the audience.

My nose is a little sour, and I feel a sense of pride in my heart.
To be continued...