There is Yun Geng in the north and moon fishing in the south. This is the livelihood of savages. Birds can sing, rivers can laugh, and Kun Can can do business indefinitely. After painting, I look at it from time to time, and the scenery is still faint. Laugh at life, run wildly, and everything is not as intoxicated as it is; To put it in detail, it seems that the business of fighting snails will not work after all. There are mountains and forests, without the meaning of Zhong Ding. I have sworn a deep friendship with Yuqiao. Wine wakes the stone, tea ripens the mountain, and there is no smell of water and clouds. Follow my life and my position and let nature play for him.
The pen is polished and polished, and the book is written and played.
Ziang