Hook the moon and hang it up. Punan people go boating. Juanjuan, where are the cigarettes? Face to face, against the building. Mi Fei (1051-107) was a calligrapher, painter and painting theorist in the Northern Song Dynasty. Originally from Taiyuan, he moved to Xiangyang. High talent, scattered characters, and so clean and addictive. Being served by the Tang people, he accumulated more strange stones. Not in the world. Mi Dian. Calligraphy and painting are a family. Can draw dead wood and bamboo stones, innovative, but also can draw landscapes, creating an ink painting Yunshan ink painting drama, covered by clouds, simple and naive. Good poetry and calligraphy, accurate appraisal. He is good at seal script, official script, regular script, running script and cursive script, and is good at copying ancient books, which is confusing. One of Song Sijia. He used to be a school book lang, a doctor of calligraphy and painting, and a foreign minister of the Ministry of Rites. Mi Fu
At that time, I was also very happy with my children. If you want to know the change of the wind ballad, please watch the teasing story. I am deeply ashamed of Ji Bo. Xizi Jiangtou self-washing yarn. See people have nothing to say into the lotus. Natural jade looks like vermicelli, which makes the observers on the bank of Yuyexi disappear. Who is your young companion? Three, three, five, five Zisui flew into Hongyuan, but when he saw this, his heart ached. Heartbroken. Cross the river bank. Jiangtou's yarn comes from Huan. Natural jadeite looks red and light. Homemade hibiscus night. Purple is gone. I'm still looking forward to it Laugh into the lotus and disappear. -Song Chao's "teasing"
Chao Bu Zhi in Song Dynasty
∨, also happy children. If you want to know the change of the wind ballad, please watch the teasing story. I am deeply ashamed of Ji Bo.
Xizi Jiangtou self-washing yarn. See people have nothing to say into the lotus. Natural jade looks like vermicelli, which makes the observers on the bank of Yuyexi disappear. Who is your young companion? Three, three, five, five Zisui flew into Hongyuan, but when he saw this, his heart ached.
Heartbroken. Cross the river bank. Jiangtou's yarn comes from Huan. Natural jadeite looks red and light. Homemade hibiscus night. Purple is gone. I'm still looking forward to it Laugh into the lotus and disappear. ▲ Qiao Yuan is secluded, and the smoke locks in front of him. Shake Bordeaux, the garden is empty, and several plants are green. The reputation of the stone, the golden palace holds the orchid people, changes the wind and becomes desolate, which is a place of banter. Liu Lang Mo Wen, then go to Taohua. Sima is even more pitiful, covering up gold and tears with pipa. Don't get drunk when you are worried. I don't care. I'm not drunk. Both Ru and Shen advised me how to get drunk. -Song Chao's "Moshan Opera (Drinking for Shouling)" Moshan Opera (Drinking for Shouling)
Qiao Yuan is quiet and ancient, and the smoke locks in front of it. Shake Bordeaux, the garden is empty, and several plants are green. The reputation of the stone, the golden palace holds the orchid people, changes the wind and becomes desolate, which is a place of banter.
Liu Lang Mo Wen, then go to Taohua. Sima is even more pitiful, covering up the golden tears with pipa. Don't get drunk when you are worried. I don't care. I'm not drunk. Both Ru and Shen advised me how to get drunk. Dust has not been collected. The ancient curtain is dark, and Lemon is covered with moss. The moon and the breeze are everywhere. Tonight, press the first string and blow an arrow. The pond bends and the river turns. I lost my eyes thinking about the plan. The village will be even more desolate before tomorrow. Open the statue again, let the red scales, raw wine noodles. -Song Zhou Bangyan's Night Patrol Palace (ZongCan II) Night Patrol Palace (ZongCan II)
Dust has not been collected. The ancient curtain is dark, and Lemon is covered with moss. The moon and the breeze are everywhere. Tonight, press the first string and blow an arrow.
The pond bends and the river turns. I lost my eyes thinking about the plan. The village will be even more desolate before tomorrow. Open the statue again, let the red scales, raw wine noodles.