The Meng Family Study.
Old Mr. Meng held the piece of calligraphy Wufu had transcribed, clicking his tongue in admiration and said, "The verses are indeed excellent, but the handwriting..."
He glanced at Wufu and, restraining his irritation, asked, "Did you not practice calligraphy when you were young?"
Wufu lowered her eyes and replied, "I've had little practice with the brush, mostly with tree branches. Moreover, life was hard back then, and all we thought of was how to fill our stomachs, leaving no time for practicing calligraphy."
Old Mr. Meng was almost rendered speechless by her retort. After a moment, he said, "Nonsense. If one truly wants to learn, one can always find the time." As he spoke, he turned and pulled a calligraphy copybook from the bookshelf behind him, handing it to Wufu. "Practice more. A fine verse deserves to be matched with fine writing."
"My writing is quite lively, like a dragon dancing," Wufu argued.
