It was as if the brush was suddenly imbued with vitality as it wrote wantonly on the paper.
"If things are slow, they will be round. If people are slow, they will be at ease. If words are slow, they will be expensive."
Words appeared on the paper.
The meaning of this sentence was: Only by not doing something in a hurry could this matter be completed. Only those who were not anxious could be stable and reliable. Only those who were not in a hurry to express could have precious meaning.
The old man sitting beside Lin Feng was wearing reading glasses. He squinted at the sentence on the paper and smiled.
"Your calligraphy is not bad," Lin Zheng commented. "In the past, I taught you to cultivate your body and mind. You don't have to be impatient when you do things. You're fast if you're slow. The slower you are, the more stable you'll be. Looks like you've remembered it in your heart."
