Chapter 524 524 Writing with a Brush (2)
Using pure natural minerals as pigments not only makes the colors natural and realistic, but more importantly, the composition of these rocks is very stable and can remain unchanged for thousands of years.
The earliest pigments used in traditional Chinese paintings were made in this way. Later, due to rising production costs and the development of modern chemistry, they were gradually replaced by chemical pigments.
But synthetic products are ultimately inferior to natural ones. This natural pigment is not only bright and pure in color, but even after hundreds or thousands of years, the color will not fade. It will still be as bright as if it had just been painted, and it looks very beautiful.
Si Ye was grinding the pigment beside him, and Xia Tian started making the rabbit-hair brush.
The brush is also one of China's traditional writing and painting tools. Every time she picks up a brush, she can't help but marvel at the wisdom of the ancients.
Such soft hair, fixed in a certain way with the pen holder, can be used to write calligraphy in such a variety of styles. It really makes people marvel at the excellent creativity of the ancients.
When Xia Tian was a child, there were still some elderly people in the countryside who could write calligraphy, so she learned from them for a while.
So, as soon as the brush was ready, she couldn't wait to pick it up, dipped it in clean water, and wrote the two words "Xia Tian" on the table.
Si Ye stood beside her and asked her, "Is this your name?"
There was no unified written language in this era, and Si Ye had only seen some "symbols" on some scrolls, so he really didn't recognize the two words written by Xia Tian.
But not knowing someone doesn’t mean you can’t guess it.
"Hey, you know this?" Xia Tian knew that the other party probably didn't know simplified Chinese characters, but she didn't expect that the other party could guess it so quickly.
She explained, "This is the writing system of our world, called Chinese characters. What I just wrote is my name."
As he spoke, the two words he had just written evaporated and ceased to exist.
Then, she picked up the pen and wrote two words, "I'm sorry, it's not well written."
Si Ye carefully examined the other two different "symbols" and guessed, "Is this... my name?"
"That's right!" Xia Tian gave a childish thumbs-up. "In our world, that's how your name is written."
"Si means the high priest, and Ye means night," she added.
Si Ye nodded thoughtfully without saying anything.
Then, Xia Tian wrote down some more commonly used words.
While writing, explain the meaning and pronunciation of these words.
The audience in the live broadcast room was fascinated for a while and only reacted when it was almost over.
[Is this... all the host's own knowledge? She can actually write ancient Chinese characters!]
I was originally watching a wilderness survival livestream, but I didn't expect it to turn into a class...
[Hahaha, Xia Xia's handwriting is also very beautiful. For a moment, I didn't know whether I should look at her or take notes! ]
[Can someone please explain to me, is what this anchor said true? ]
"Okay, let's stop here for today. I'm a little tired." Xia Tian stretched and wiped the water stains on the table.
Si Ye seemed to have entered some kind of insane state, staring blankly at something.
Seeing him like this, Xia Tian knew that he was seriously digesting the information he had just received, so she ignored him and picked up the paint next to her and started tinkering with it.
(End of this chapter)
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