Your charming eyes are still open, but no one is there yet. The round fan does not shake the wind or bootstrap, and it is full of green bamboo and fine white bamboo, which is not affected by some summer heat. Graceful, Xia writer's note 1 pavilion noon: noon.
② Parallel: describe anxious eyes. : stagnation.
③ Ramie: Ramie, a perennial herb.
4 a little: a little. Appreciation is intended to describe the summer scenery and express the lifestyle of people in the boudoir. In the summer afternoon, the fiery pomegranate and the green shade on the ground bring a special atmosphere to the courtyard, which makes people fascinated. The boudoir just woke up from a nap, mumbling blindfolded, sleepy and careless. A breeze blew, and the fan cooled itself without shaking. Bamboo and white bamboo are graceful and swaying, and they don't feel the heat of summer at all. The author draws pictures, so he uses the painter's pen to outline the scenes of the characters, which is really a picture between the lines. The whole word is beautiful and charming. Wen Zhiming (1470- 1559), formerly known as the Great Wall, is Ming. At the age of forty-two, I began to use line words, and line words were less important. Because of its predecessor Hengshan, it was named Hengshan Jushi, known as "Wen Hengshan" in the world, and was a painter, calligrapher and writer in the Ming Dynasty. Han nationality, from Changzhou (now Suzhou, Jiangsu). Born in Chenghua, Ming Xianzong for six years, he died in Jiajing period of Emperor Shizong of Ming Dynasty at the age of ninety, and served as an official in Hanlin. Poets Bai Juyi and Su Shi were educated in Wu Kuan, studied in Liying Town and studied painting in Shenyang. In terms of poetry and prose, he, Zhu Yunming, Tang Yin and Xu Zhenqing are also called "four talents in Wuzhong". In the history of painting, Shen Zhou and Tang Yin are also called "Si Wu masters". Wen Zhiming
Wild bamboos are green and misty, and flying springs hang blue peaks. Plums are ripe in the window, and bamboo shoots come out of the forest under the wall. Qiyuan Chun Zhu is beautiful, and the army feeds on cattle. Read Li Sao's booze carefully and see how good it is to repair bamboo. The diameter of Cuibao bamboo is uneven. The new river jumps in the rain and tears fall. Bamboo shadow poetry is thin, and plum blossoms are fragrant in dreams. Wild bamboo makes water, and autumn melons and vines flourish. Blue chikurinji, near the distant bell in the middle of the night. A secluded place with bamboo paths, branches and flowers, to a Buddhist retreat. Late at night, the wind blows bamboo and plays autumn rhyme. A thousand leaves, a thousand voices, all hate. After the rain, the colors of Hsinchu are refreshing, and the mountains are more lovely against the sunset glow. Into the bamboo forest, through the quiet path, green roses and branches brushed passers-by. Running water surrounds the paddy field, and the fence is full of green bamboo; All the elm seeds have been lost, and the hibiscus flowers have become sparse. By the bamboo bank, in the sparse curtain. The dust of song blows the fan, and the wind of dance blows. The reflection on the balcony of Baifu, the cold sound of pine and bamboo in the Maozi.