Chương 77: Chapter 77. This is my Taoist temple

Ning Fei took out a brush, an inkstone, and ink.

“My master likes to write calligraphy. It can be considered one of the few hobbies of the elderly.”

“So, I’ve been learning calligraphy from my master since I Was Young.”

Ning Fei began to grind and slowly explained.

Chinese tradition had always been inseparable from ink, paper, and Inkstone. To take the simplest example, during the 2008 Olympic Games, brush, ink, and landscape took up a lot of space.

That was because it was the essence of Chinese culture, a treasure that could amaze the world!

“Taoist writing? I suddenly thought of those masters.”

A netizen suddenly said.

His words made many people echo him.

Some time ago, it was very popular online. A so-called “Master”with disheveled hair and a white robe demonstrated Chinese calligraphy. He held a huge brush and casually waved it on the paper, and the crowd applauded.