I forgot all the noise in this quiet scene.
Reading is dull, but ruthless.
I hope to add pine and bamboo, and I hope you will form a hidden alliance. Wang Mian, a poet, writer, calligrapher and painter in Yuan Dynasty, was born in Zhuji, Zhejiang. Born in a farmhouse. He lost his father when he was young, herded cattle in the Qin family, painted lotus flowers every day, and studied under the ever-burning lamp of the temple at night. He is knowledgeable, poetic and green. Living in seclusion in Jiulishan, selling paintings for a living. Plum blossom painting takes rouge as the plum blossom bone, or the flowers are dense and numerous, which has a unique style and is also good at writing bamboo stones. He can also carve and use Elaeagnus as printing material. According to legend, he initiated it. He is the author of Zhu Zhai Ji and Poem Inscription. Wang Mian
Too many servants wear clothes, but five horses can't get golden saddles. Every tree has its own courtyard, which can be seen without permission. On Lv Yun Festival, manes rustle and mountains shake with the spray. There are no fools in the world, and knowledge travels a thousand miles. Last year, the government searched Liang Jun, and some horses were arrested and sent back to prison. Therefore, the world is dying, and mules are fighting for it. It's just that there are no clues in Kangqu now, so we can see the difference in drawing. Draw a picture, draw a picture, Nelho, sigh. -Five horses in Wang Mian's Five Horses in the Yuan Dynasty
Wang Mian in Yuan Dynasty
Too many servants wear clothes, but five horses can't get golden saddles.
Every tree has its own courtyard, which can be seen without permission.
On Lv Yun Festival, manes rustle and mountains shake with the spray.
There are no fools in the world, and knowledge travels a thousand miles.
Last year, the government searched Liang Jun, and some horses were arrested and sent back to prison.
Therefore, the world is dying, and mules are fighting for it.
It's just that there are no clues in Kangqu now, so we can see the difference in drawing.
Draw a picture, draw a picture, Nelho, sigh. ▲ Poet Chen Tiaoke. There is beauty. Who is the former? The future is successful. Always cultivate and know the precepts. Shame is very instructive. The floating sun shines on the beautiful moon. Yi sang is idle. Sparse column near cymbals. Long line and wide field. A barren stream began to spring. I'm still trying to track it. So it will grow. Comfort my overseas service. -Xie Lingyun's "Planting Mulberry Poems" in the Southern and Northern Dynasties planted mulberry poems
Poet Chen Tiaoke.
There is beauty.
Who is the former?
The future is successful.
Always cultivate and know the precepts.
Shame is very instructive.
The floating sun shines on the beautiful moon.
Yi sang is idle.
Sparse column near cymbals.
Long line and wide field.
A barren stream began to spring.
I'm still trying to track it.
So it will grow.
Comfort my overseas service. Go out of the west gate. Looking west of the city. It's a long story Green and deep. Xiao Shuang von Ye Dan. It is cloudy at night. The festival is not shallow I am deeply touched. Catch a female lover. The lost birds miss the forest. Be affectionate and loving. How to leave the feast? Touch the mirror and your temples. Take the belt and slow it down. The arrangement is empty talk. You are lonely, Le Qin Ming. -Xie Lingyun in the Southern and Northern Dynasties, "Late Poetry in the West", Late Poetry in the West
Xie Lingyun in the Southern and Northern Dynasties
Go out of the west gate.
Looking west of the city.
It's a long story
Green and deep.
Xiao Shuang von Ye Dan.
It is cloudy at night.
The festival is not shallow
I am deeply touched.
Catch a female lover.
The lost birds miss the forest.
Be affectionate and loving.
How to leave the feast?
Touch the mirror and your temples.
Take the belt and slow it down.
The arrangement is empty talk.
You are lonely, Le Qin Ming. ▲