英文 雨 书籍推荐|ES
英文 雨 书籍推荐|ES
英文 雨 书籍推荐|ES
英文 雨 书籍推荐|ES
英文 雨 书籍推荐|ES
英文 雨 书籍推荐|ES
英文 雨 书籍推荐|ES

时间不可逆流倒转,洞穴人不再岩壁上绘画,希腊人不再用花岗石雕塑,工匠不再去山洞里描绘飞天,人们不再往纸上涂墨水,没有人再对着原野画麦田,咖啡馆外面看星空,这些美的事物都在变迁,如同可怜的自然界。但他们也看到英文 雨,媒介跟工具不是消亡是更换购彩软件,当每一件新的科技创新发生,美神都会换一件衣服,栖息在新的载体上面。就像从岩壁到甲骨,从纸张到kindle电子书,书籍的方式在变,阅读一直被继承购彩软件,审美永远在变,但美依然存在。说书人会死去,故事仍一直流传。ES绝佳学习书籍-《美丽的手写英文》

对应Beautiful Handwriting, 书的名字跟雨泣本人一样温和迷人。我们可以借助目录来说说此书的逻辑结构:

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《美丽的手写英文》目录

可以发现书本的逻辑顺序非常清晰:从ES的历史背景到书写工具和严谨书写形式方法,再到作品欣赏和现今小可爱们感兴趣的应用。雨泣对于书写用具(笔尖、笔杆、墨水、纸)给出的建议都很高购彩软件,私以为用具设置为第一PART是最好的,可以帮助初学的小可爱们快速认识很多绘画工具解除对这种文具的陌生感和恐惧感。全书图文并茂,雨泣作为元老,在书中给出的训练字母的技巧与感受都是十分精炼,值得去仔细理解。书的价钱有点小贵,但因其系统性但针对初学的小漂亮是实用的工具书,对于喜好英文书法的人来说是绝对值得收藏的一本书。

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职业英文书法匠人-雨泣

雨泣原名韦钰琦,于1993年2月19日出生英文 雨,陕西人,毕业于西安外国语大学。雨泣从2009开始接触英文书法,是中国中文艺术学习圈大佬级别的人物。

我们所有学习英语艺术刚起初找寻资料接触到的圆体英文吧就是雨泣在2009年创立,在现在仍然是英语书法者的线上最大聚集地。如果应问线下最大聚集地,那毫无疑问是相同由雨泣在学校之后(西安外国语大学)创办的Calligraphy Association。其他英语艺术学习者只能借助在网上搜索资料来辛苦摸索的之后,西安外国语大学的学员可以轻而易举得到更专业的讲解,在训练跟学习的路上事半功倍,这无疑是倍感羡艳的。昨日因成明日果,前人栽树后人凉英文 雨,在这一点上我觉得雨泣是十分值得敬佩的。

在2014年,雨泣成为了国际顶尖书法协会IAMPETH(The International Association of Master Penman,Engossers and Teachers of handwriting) 唯一一位国际奖学金获得者并收到邀请去往中国举办会议。(羡慕一分钟)在IAMPETH的网站上有相当多的中文艺术学习资源,包括了课堂视频,书法高手的佳作及前辈赛等。网址在这:Welcome to IAMPETH! | IAMPETH site Welcome to IA

MPETH! 在2017年IAMPETH年会上,IAMPETH协会成员Dr.Joe赞叹道:“Ritchie(雨泣的英文名)可以说是世界上写字最好的人了。"

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IAMPETH界面

2017年雨泣受邀作为Chanel 和Ferragamo 的特邀手写师购彩软件,为其VIP客户书写定制贺卡。此外雨泣受邀作为欧洲三大钢笔品牌之一的online 的书写大使。现今雨泣专职从事中文美术教学和推广设计工作以期更多人无法展现到中文艺术之美。

在这里可以找到雨泣:

1.w雨泣w的微博_微博 Sina Visitor System

2.雨泣CryingRain的个人空间 - 哔哩哔哩 ( ゜- ゜)つロ 乾杯~ Bilibili 哔哩哔哩 ( ゜- ゜)つロ 乾杯~ Bilibili

在这里可以找到雨泣的ES课程

1.vx:coielab (广州)

2. 文章《英文亦可写兰亭》作者大脸猫 (上海)

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英文 雨

雨泣(中)

雨泣从接触英文书法到目前尚未10年,他在英文书法上超过的创造可谓令人佩服万分,到现在抛弃自己一开始从事的金融市场,开始以自己热爱的绘画为职业购彩软件,背后对于从兴趣而来的这份热爱的六年如一日的坚持令人无法想像。对比之下,对于我从接触英语艺术到目前也有三年但仍没法成为一个非常业余的爱好者感到十分惊讶。这似乎就是坚持能够有收获,量变到质变真理的证明。但好在我相信我热爱英文书法的心跟雨泣前辈是一样的。期待我的文章可对正在看的您可有所帮助 :D

以《致云雀》结尾

To A Skylark

by Percy Bysshe Shelley

Hail to thee, blithe Spirit!

Bird thou never wert,

That from Heaven, or near it,

Pourest thy full heart

In profuse strains of unpremeditated art.

Higher still and higher

From the earth thou springest

Like a cloud of fire;

The blue deep thou wingest,

And singing still dost soar, and soaring ever singest.

In the golden lightning

Of the sunken sun

O'er which clouds are bright'ning,

Thou dost float and run,

Like an unbodied joy whose race is just begun.

The pale purple even

Melts around thy flight;

Like a star of Heaven

In the broad daylight

Thou art unseen, but yet I hear thy shrill delight:

Keen as are the arrows

Of that silver sphere,

Whose intense lamp narrows

In the white dawn clear

Until we hardly see--we feel that it is there.

All the earth and air

With thy voice is loud.

As, when night is bare,

From one lonely cloud

The moon rains out her beams, and heaven is overflowed.

What thou art we know not;

What is most like thee?

From rainbow clouds there flow not

Drops so bright to see

As from thy presence showers a rain of melody.

Like a poet hidden

In the light of thought,

Singing hymns unbidden,

Till the world is wrought

To sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not:

Like a high-born maiden

In a palace tower,

Soothing her love-laden

Soul in secret hour

With music sweet as love, which overflows her bower:

Like a glow-worm golden

In a dell of dew,

Scattering unbeholden

Its aerial hue

Among the flowers and grass, which screen it from the view:

Like a rose embowered

In its own green leaves,

By warm winds deflowered,

Till the scent it gives

Makes faint with too much sweet these heavy-winged thieves.

Sound of vernal showers

On the twinkling grass,

Rain-awakened flowers,

All that ever was

Joyous, and clear, and fresh, thy music doth surpass.

Teach us, sprite or bird,

What sweet thoughts are thine:

I have never heard

Praise of love or wine

Chorus hymeneal

Or triumphal chaunt

Matched with thine, would be all

But an empty vaunt--

A thing wherein we feel there is some hidden want.

What objects are the fountains

Of thy happy strain?

What fields, or waves, or mountains?

What shapes of sky or plain?

What love of thine own kind? what ignorance of pain?

With thy clear keen joyance

Languor cannot be:

Shadow of annoyance

Never came near thee:

Thou lovest, but ne'er knew love's sad satiety.

Waking or asleep,

Thou of death must deem

Things more true and deep

Than we mortals dream,

Or how could thy notes flow in such a crystal stream?

We look before and after,

英文 雨_英文情诗 雨_英文小诗歌 短篇关于雨

And pine for what is not:

Our sincerest laughter

With some pain is fraught;

Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.

Yet if we could scorn

Hate, and pride, and fear;

If we were things born

Not to shed a tear,

Better than all measures

Of delightful sound,

Better than all treasures

That in books are found,

Thy skill to poet were, thou scorner of the ground!

Teach me half the gladness

That thy brain must know,

Such harmonious madness

From my lips would flow

The world should listen then, as I am listening now!

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英文 雨

雪莱

我是Isabella,一名大四在读教师,英文书法爱好者,接触练习英语艺术至今第十年,现致力于分享英文书法知识跟书写方法或者四六级,BEC高级考试经验。若感兴趣可关注我的专栏。Skr~

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英文 雨

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