Zhao Huirou stepped into the main hall and looked around. Her gaze was caught by the famous calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls, as well as the meticulous arrangement within the room. Amidst the carved beams and painted pillars, a deeply joyous and festive atmosphere prevailed.
At that moment, Li Wei produced a scroll and said, "Brother Han, this is a piece of cursive script I wrote myself, copying your poem 'Qin Yuan Chun'. I feel that only unrestrained and bold cursive script could possibly do this 'Qin Yuan Chun' justice."
Han Zhi was momentarily taken aback, then quickly stood up, received the scroll with both hands, and unrolled it to inspect it closely. He saw that the cursive script was written with the vigor of a startled dragon or a striking snake, majestic and imposing, the brushstrokes shifting like coiling dragons soaring into the sky or swift geese sweeping past shadows...
Chapter 185