Seen from one side of the mountain, the distance is always different. I can't recognize the true face of Lushan Mountain because I am there.
Li Cishan painted two pictures by himself. One rowed in the lake and mountains, and the little slave girl played the flute at the bow. The other is to cross the donkey bridge and enter the deep valley. Every theme is unique (Song Fan Chengda)
Huang Chen's dream of chariots and horses begins, riding a donkey between purple and green. Knowing the true face of Qianfeng, I looked at the mountains with a pole.
Secretary Province Mo Zhu (Song Hu Zhong Gong)
Few people know the true face of this gentleman. I doubt that it still exists today, a poem written by Andrew Dongpo.