Chapter 386: Poetry in fist ...

"Emperor Star flutters, all the world is against it, the mountains and rivers shake?"
Huo Ling'er looked at Bariming, and then looked up to the sky. The galaxy in the sky was splendid and bright, and it turned out to be unprecedented good weather. The sky on the Nanyang Sea is indeed as clear as water, and the air quality is very good. The stars in the sky share the sea, which is refreshing. There is a special poetic mood in it.
"Reverse ...... Such punching intentions ... It's not easy to grasp, I can't think of it ..."
Huo Ling'er muttered in his mouth, reminiscent of Baliming's life experience, and tried his best to think about the artistic conception contained in his fist.
She is also an extremely intelligent, beaded girl who understands the importance of boxing in boxing. The artistic conception is very important when practicing a set of boxing techniques. If it is also a "Taiwan" of Tai Chi, the posture is the same, but some people practice an ethereal state of mind, and some people practice it to imagine the enemy attacking with a spear, I will first Retreat, grab the gun barrel with his hand, and resolve the opponent's gun situation empty-handed, using a panic-stricken surprise.
In this way, the same moves, the same strength, the same Taijiquan, but the spirit of the ethereal state of mind and the shock, the flash, and the chestnut in the fire are very different. It can't be said who is good or who is bad. The Taijiquan practiced by the ethereal mood is calm, elegant and distant. And the shock of the chestnut in the fire, the temperament of the flash, the temperament is like a thunder and tiger, and the play is amazing. Each has its own advantages.
Huo Ling'er is now learning boxing, not tricks. It's the same as when Wang Chao went to learn from Li Jinshu.
In fact, martial arts are well-trained, and they are all smart people. Those who only play sandbags and kick their legs every day, even if they work hard, they are just blind training, stupid training. Even though he can play fiercely for a while, he can't reach the peak. At the very least, Dan Dao is hopeless.
The martial arts, like the poems, need artistic conception.
Wang Chao's boxing skills were already known, because Tang Zichen had already taught him, but his boxing intentions were not paid. So Wang Chao went to Li Jinshu himself to fetch his fist, and then walked for a year, and finally integrated that fist into his boxing skills. Finally, he moved forward, invincible, and stood at the highest point in the world.
But now, although Barry Ming told Huo Linger's own boxing intentions, Huo Linger's association has always been difficult to substitute.
Because in Barryming ’s era, Huo Linger had no experience at all in the 1960s and 1970s, not to mention that she was born in Hong Kong and her birth environment was different from the mainland. She could n’t even imagine the artistic conception of that era, and naturally could n’t integrate it.
Rustle rustle, rustle rustle.
Huo Linger stood under the star shadow sea cháo, stood on the shelf of the gossip palms and embraced the seven stars, and still tried his best to seek the taste of "the emperor's star flutters and the world is against" as mentioned by Baliming. Unfortunately, I still can't find the feeling.
Baliming shook his head straight. The great expert's eyes were fierce, Huo Linger was standing, and his posture was correct, but it was awkward, very awkward, not that taste.
"Forget it, you haven't practiced your spirits anymore. If you continue to practice, I am afraid that boxing will not improve, but will regress."
Baliming sighed and stopped Huo Linger from practicing anymore.
"Hey, the boxing is really like this, can't be forced, otherwise it will be counterproductive. Handan is learning to walk." Huo Ling'er also stopped, she also felt very awkward just now. Learning Ba Liming's boxing is like trying to twist her xìng style.
Whether it's Barry Ming or Huo Ling'er, this young and old is a brilliant person. We all know the key.
"In this part, I can't help you anymore. Boxing is my own practice." Baliming shook his head again.
The boxing method is self-training, and the famous teacher does not necessarily produce the high disciple. On the contrary, it is not the famous teacher, and may also teach the high disciple. To a certain extent, you have to rely on your own exploration, long and difficult journey, with your great wisdom, perseverance and all kinds of inspiration and luck to achieve the peak, not a good master, a masterpiece of martial arts, a grain What kind of panacea or something can be invincible.
"People seem to have letters from Qiuhong, things are like chūn dreams without trace ..." Huo Ling'er still gave up Baliming's boxing intention, she remembered that Wang Chao was playing the trick of cutting red dragons like chūn dream With no trace of boxing, imitated it unconsciously.
"Emperor Star flutters ... Star shakes ... Wugeng's trumpet sounds are tragic, and the Three Gorges Xinghe Shadow shakes!"
Huo Ling'er suddenly flashed, still standing on a shelf holding Qixing, and then slowly pushed out a palm, using the Qixing shotgun technique of Bagua Palm, replacing the gun with his hand and poking out his hand.
"what?"
When Liming Li's eyes lighted up, he felt Huo Ling'er's protruding hand, and the mood was bleak and desolate, as if in the tragic charm of the war rush, the charcoal of life, highlighting the shaking hand of Xing Ying, to stop the war.
Huo Ling'er's charm of the gossip palm and seven-star rod is also a star shake, but it is completely different from the emperor star.
"The sound of Wugeng's drum horns is tragic, and the Three Gorges galaxy is shaken. This is Du Fu's poem. He is talking about the sound of drum horns and the mood of leaving the homeland. "
Baliming tasted Huo Ling'er's hand carefully and nodded again and again.
Ba Liming is more cultured than Wang Chao. He is very familiar with the poetry and poetry of the past dynasties, and has a deep research to understand the mood of poets and poets. So Huo Ling'er just protruded his hand, and with his voice, he already understood the charm of this hand.
"The star is flat and broad, and the river flows in the moon."
Huo Ling'er suddenly poked two more poems, and at the same time, his hand changed, his arms were shaking, and a "starry nod" of the firepower shook, suddenly opened outward, and turned into a "push window to watch the moon" of the gossip palm. .
Baliming looked at this posture, and it was like a starry mess at the beginning, and then it was split, and it suddenly opened up. It really had the starry and broad and broad momentum. The subsequent "pushing the window and looking at the moon" were also very coherent. The mood, the mood is like a person in a dim house, suddenly opened the window, the moonlight swayed in instantly, the house was bright and the whole body was cool, and the moon was a big river, rolling, the moon in the water, a surge Before that, it was magnificent.
Baguazhang's "push window to look at the moon" is very similar to Xingyiquan's "hupu", and the force is the same. Both the virtual step and the bow and arrow step, the two hands push the enemy forward and the body is also saved.
But the tiger's artistic conception is a kind of fierce predation, and pushing the window to look at the moon is a kind of cool and vast.
Ba Liming is good at gossip palms and Xingyi fist. He also knows that the movements of gossip and Xingyi are all in one, but the mood is completely different. He also understands the difference.
However, Huo Ling'er suddenly wrote a poem "The stars are flat and broad, and the moon flows over the river", combined with the change in the two strokes of "starry chaotic nodding" into "pushing the window to look at the moon", even making him seem more Going a step further, I have a new understanding of the original familiar boxing techniques.
"The artistic conception of this poem is really suitable for these two moves. It's just a coincidence. It's the best martial art mentality written in the boxing spectrum. It's even better than the original one. Indeed, the perfect boxing theory Mind and art is art and literature, and art and literature, what words can be more profound and deeper than the poetic mood that has been passed down through the ages? Everyone has their own boxing intentions, I ca n’t think of it, Wang Chao, your apprentice, ca n’t learn I understood my punch, but caught something else myself. "
Baliming murmured.
The mental method of boxing is boxing. That is, when the master teaches you the boxing technique, tell you what to imitate.
For example, some words in the boxing spectrum: "Like a mad cow", "Crazy demon", "Heart like gunpowder fist, like a magic machine, a bird can't fly with a magic machine" These metaphorical methods are all methods of boxing. The names of such moves as "Tiger", "Pushing the window and looking at the moon", "Like a seal", "Looking at a bird's tail", and "Wild horse splitting the mane" are in themselves mental methods. As soon as the boxer sees the name, he knows what the boxing intention is.
"The horse made Lu Fei fast, and his bow was like a thunderbolt."
Huo Ling'er didn't pay attention to what Bariming was thinking at this time, and the move was changed again, from the Bagua Palm to the horse shape of the form, and then the body bowed, and a thundering sound of steel strings was pulled out of the body.
This horse-shaped bow rifle, and the perfect closing of Xin Qiji's poems, played the bravery of the soldiers in the field.
"Feng Chen three-foot sword, Shen Ji and Rong Yi."
Suddenly, Huo Ling'er ran from side to side, and the gossip palms were like swords, pointing east and west, and then turned outwards to make a defensive action of approving clothes. It was first to fight and turn over to defend, but Huo Linger played like a hero who was dedicated to the country and fought with his sword.
"I know what life is like everywhere, just like Feihong stepping on the snow mud, accidentally leaving fingers on the mud, whichever thing Hongfei counts." Huo Linger practiced another crane-shaped leg, which just fits the mood of Su Dongpo's other poem .
Huo Ling'er was under the starlight, under the beach, waving casually, with gossip palms, Xingyi fist, or dragon-snake combination, and slashing red dragons, and other casual moves, but with every move, she In between exercises, we can find out the corresponding mood of a poem from the vast and vast poetry database of China for thousands of years, and perfectly blend it into the mind of boxing.
China's martial arts are broad, but deeper! Every move of martial arts can be confirmed in it, just as Wang Chao's "cutting the red dragon" is really like "there is no chūn dream and no trace". Even Wang Chao himself believes that Su Dongpo's poem is the most perfect portrayal of his own move.
But to prove the martial arts from China and India, it requires a very profound skill. Just like Huo Linger, it is necessary to hold hands, sway freely, and perfectly cooperate with the move, then you need a very deep background.
Baliming did not expect that Huo Ling'er, a young girl, could confirm each other on the way between culture and martial arts and find out the best way of thinking for each move.
Practicing, Huo Linger spilt all the boxing skills he learned, and then turned into a drunk concubine, knelt and offered wine, and cut the red dragon! This move is vigorous, and the mood is vigorous, even a little bit of Wang Chao's taste, like a chūn dream, no trace.
After the punch was finished, Huo Ling'er suddenly collapsed and stood firm, but his expression seemed completely intoxicated into the charm of the combination of poetry and boxing.
Although her jīng state was immersed in it, her body was slightly relaxed. After the adjustment, there was suddenly a steaming white gas, three feet away from her, like a stove, the steam was steaming, and at the same time it was mixed with the strong incense of the girl.
This is clearly a phenomenon of body breathing.
"I didn't teach you, but I learned it by myself. It's not bad. Although your brother Tan Wendong's talent is very talented, he lacks the cultural background, so it's not as good as you. But I can't figure it out, Wang Chao's guy is illiterate. How can we break the void and step into the highest realm? Hey, things in this world are in chaos and cannot be measured by a standard. "
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For the biblical history of jīng, the allusions of the allusion words of Baliming, and the more powerful, Huo Ling'er, who expresses the boxing method in a variety of styles such as elegant, majestic, deep, vast, etc. An illiterate.
But it was this illiterate, but stepped into the highest peak. But Bariming couldn't step on it all the time.
The difference is a few centimeters and the distance is thousands of miles. It's like an epiphany, if you can't step out from a distance, you are a butcher. Once you step out, you become a Buddha.
With a long sigh, Baliming turned and walked away, ignoring Huo Ling'er who had stepped into the boxing. Huo Ling'er has already embarked on his own path, and his boxing and boxing skills are not useful. The most, the most, can only be taught in some play experience, but these minor details are irrelevant.
"The world is so big, the Tao is deep. It really can't be measured with a ruler, it's unclear, it's unclear. Who can say it ..."
After Baliming left, the long and deep sigh, accompanied by Hai Tao, the star shadow, endlessly, seemed to blend into the world.