Comment on ancient and modern celebrity poems with brothers and nephews in their spare time. Wei Wudi is like a veteran of Youyan, Shen Xiong; Cao Zijian is like a teenager in Sanhe, enjoying himself; Bao Ming is as hungry as an eagle. Fan Xie is like the East China Sea, with beautiful weather; Tao Pengze is like a crimson cloud in the sky, rolling freely; Wang Youcheng is like autumn water lotus, smiling in the wind; Suzhou, Wei is as unique as a garden guest, which coincides with the sound emblem; Meng Haoran, like Dongting, began to float, and the leaves fell off slightly; Du xing is like a copper pill, and a good horse is on the slope; Bai Letian, like a Shandong elder, teaches farming and mulberry, and his words are true. Wei Yuan, like Li Guinian, said that Tianbao's legacy looks thin but God doesn't hurt; Liu Meng is like an ice sculpture of Joan of Arc, shining with light; Li Taibai, such as Liu An chickens and dogs, left Baiyun, returned to the nuclear, and lived without a fixed place; Han's retreat is like a bag of sand and water, but Han Xin can only do so; Li Changji, like Liang Wudi, eats the dew plate, which is not very helpful to desire; Meng Dongye buried a spring like a broken arrow, lying in a cold pine; Zhang Jiru is an excellent ICBC township, enjoying the ranking and sometimes being angry; Willow is as thick as high autumn, blowing alone at night; Li Yishan, like a precious tassel, has a thousand wires of iron net, which is dense and beautiful and must be applied. Su Dongpo, in this dynasty, bowed his head and fell into the sea, confused and strange, and eventually became a hero; Ou Gong, like Sihu and Balian, is a temple that can be given. Like Wargo's invasion of Shu, Gong Jing should take failure as his own credit. The valley, such as Tao Hongjing, only enters the palace, analyzing the burial yuan, and the dream of the pine wind is there; Mei Yu Sheng like talking, put down, silent for a moment; Qin Shaoyou, like a woman in spring, is weak after all; Behind the mountain, like Jiu Hao alone, the forest is lonely, breaking through narcissism and not seeking knowledge and appreciation; Hanzicang, like a pear garden, enjoys it; Lu, like a fallen saint, can enjoy himself.
In particular, it is rare for the author to describe the different styles of China calligraphers with images:
Wang Sengqian's books are like the children of Wang Xie's family in Yangzhou, and there is an atmosphere in them. Jingzishu is like a teenager. It is full of joy, and it is uncomfortable to lift its body. Yang Xinshu, like a maid as a wife, is in an unbearable position, but her manners are shy and ultimately untrue; Ruan Yanshou, like a noble, lost his quality and no longer rejected outstanding talents; Wang Yitong's books are like those of Emperor Jin 'an, but they are not respected and have no gods. Yin junshu, like Koreans, has no anti-wave spirit, but is self-sufficient in appearance and taste; Xu Huainan's book, like Nangang scholar-bureaucrat, is still on the track, but not begging; Tao's book of seclusion, like the shape of a child, is very steep and fast, although it has not grown up; Wu Tuoshu is like the father in the new pavilion. When he looks like the language of Yangzhou people, the language appears. Liu Shu, like a Taoist priest in the mountains, wants to retreat when he sees people; Cao Xishu, like a Taoist, kept talking; Wang Youjun's calligraphy is vigorous and powerful, like a dragon leaping into the sky and a tiger lying in a phoenix pavilion, so it has been treasured for generations and always wants to practice calligraphy; Cai Yong's book is full of vigor and vitality, which is refreshing and seems to have magical power; Cheng Guangping's books are like swans with wings, arranged awkwardly, and the first cloud sees the sky; Xiao Si's book is like a low-waisted dancer, a whistling fairy; Li Zhendong's books are like the water of hibiscus, and his literary talent is like carving; Yuan Shu, like a swift horse and eight Chen, bends with others and doesn't need to compose. Fan Huaiyue's real book has cursive script, which is useless, so it is not easy to know Jane; The imperial portrait book is like rhyme, dancing solo; Kong Lin's book is like scattered flowers in the air, and the emblem is complacent; Li Yanzhi's books such as Jin Suyue and Qu Yu take selfies; Shao Bo's books are as lovely as those in the upper reaches of Long Zaitian; Cui's book is like a dangerous peak blocking the sun, lonely and loose; Han Danchun's books should be disciplined, and Fiona Fang is successful; Shi's book, like yours, is dead; Liang Yu's book in Rowen is like eyeing, tense; Zhang Boying's book, like Emperor Wu's love of Tao, wants to become immortal with empty space; Wei Heng's book is like a dancer arranging flowers, smiling at the mirror; Suo Jing's books are like the wind, birds fly first; Zhong You's books, like clouds and cranes roaming the sky, crowded with people playing in the sea, with dense lines, are also sad; Monks' wisdom water books are vigorous and healthy, with different sizes. For example, 14, 15 nobles are arrogant and follow the rules, and they are more disciplined at once; Chu Suiliang, like a skilled steed, followed people, but without an arrogant color; Yu Shinan is like a Taoist priest who has rested from grain. Although his spirit is clear, he is exhausted. Ou Yangxun, like a patient who has just recovered, looks haggard and walks hard; Liu Gongquan, like a Taoist in the mountains, is self-cultivation, spiritual and clean; Yan Zhenqing, such as Xiang Yu, hangs armor, Fan Kuai is arrogant, and the iron column will stand, which has the color of not being committed; Li Yongfu is as rich as a king, weak in behavior and unfamiliar in behavior; Xu Hao, like a virtuous person, was deeply moved, gentle, clever, respectful and pure white; Shen Chuanshi, like a dragon roaming the sky, surrounded by streams, looks free and easy, with distinct bones; Zhou Ru, a frivolous teenager, danced with a sword, with an empty momentum and a sharp edge; Money is as beautiful as beauty. Her husband is full of joy and looks very handsome. Cai Xiang, like a young woman, has a charming posture, a slow pace and many ornaments. Su Shunqin is like a teenager in Wuling, visiting the clouds for rain, with a blue horse, lying drunk in the grass and singing wildly in the courtyard; Zhang Youzhi is like a maid-in-waiting who arranges flowers. She is charming, upright, natural and charming.
Today, there are: Bing Tuilu, Song and Yuan Notes Series, Shanghai Ancient Books Publishing House, 1983 edition; Bing Tuilu is a rare copy of China, edited by the Tang and Song Dynasties, and photocopied by Beijing Library Press according to the Song Dynasty engraving collected by the National Library of China, 2003 edition.