It feels like hearing the voices of ghosts and gods, and seeing dragons and snakes walking away from time to time. It is a compliment to the cursive calligraphy works, and the joy in it is a blur. I saw Li Bai's "Songs in Cursive Script". The whole poem is: "The wind and rain are blowing, and the falling flowers and snow are so vast. When I stand up, I keep moving towards the wall, and the numbers in the line are as big as buckets. It's like hearing the gods and ghosts, and I can only see them all the time. The dragon and the snake are walking away. They are shaking like lightning, and they are like Chu and Han fighting. The meaning of the two poems is: It is as if I heard the screams of gods and ghosts, and often saw dragons and snakes running.