A poem that requires freehand brushwork.

Jiangchengzi

Qin Guan

Willow trees in the west city make spring soft. Stay away from troubles. Tears can't be collected. I still remember my feelings. I once went back to the boat for the department. On this day in Bi Ye Zhu Qiao,

People have disappeared, and the water has flowed in vain.

Youth is not for teenagers. Hate you. When do you rest? When the flying catkins fall, they climb the stairs. It is tearful to be a river.

The stream is endless and preoccupied.

Or:

Autumn wind ci

Lipper

The autumn wind is clear, the autumn moon is bright, and the fallen leaves gather and disperse, which surprised Western jackdaw in the west. It's embarrassing to meet each other on blind dates;

When you enter my lovesick door, you will know that I am lovesick for a long time and lovesick for a short time.

If I had known it was so frustrating, why didn't I know each other in the first place?

China's Chinese is really profound. He loves ancient poems ~ ~ and likes one ~