Cooking tea in the pine wind and talking about poetry in the bamboo rain (attached: selected couplets from the study)

Cooking tea in the pine wind and talking about poetry in the bamboo rain

Selected couplets in the study?

The music of gold and stone; the connection between calligraphy and painting.

The pen is always strong; the art is evergreen. ?

Poetry, calligraphy and painting; pine, bamboo and plum.

The mountain of books is difficult to climb, but diligence is your companion.

Learning to cross the sea is hard, but it is only fun to make a boat.

There is no book outside the goose; there is heaven within the poem.

The closer the word is, the more distant it is; the shallower the meaning, the deeper the meaning.

The smell of orchids; the embrace of lakes and seas.

Broad communication from top to bottom; elegant gathering of ancient and modern times.

Friend the world's scholars; read ancient and modern books.

The waves in my chest; the wind and thunder at the bottom of my pen.

Collect from a wide range of people; collect from all at the Expo.

The inkstone is grinding and fog rises; the brush is stained with clouds.

The writing is smooth and the ink is smooth; the heart is relaxed and happy.

The virtue of ax and algae; the embrace of bamboo and cypress.

The cup has floating plum blossoms; the poem contains snowflakes.

Bamboo has no vulgar charm; plum has a strange fragrance.

Wander the Five Mountains while sitting in one hundred cities.

The inkstone produces a sea of ??clouds; the pen dances with dragons and snakes.

Poetic and picturesque; the sound of music and calligraphy.

Cooking tea in the pine wind; talking about poetry in the bamboo rain.

Books prolong life; gold and stones prolong life.

Articles are everywhere; books are everywhere.

Wander in the woods; travel in the sea of ??learning.

Be a close teacher and make friends; be dedicated and enjoy the community.

Hearing the roosters dancing; prancing horses competing for spring.

The woodcutter’s words fall off the red leaves; the sound of the scriptures leaves behind white clouds.

The wind helps the flying snow dance; the poem accompanies the singing of falling plum blossoms.

Cultivation of the heart is on the earth; cultivation of the nature is in the sky.

Reciting poems about snow is passionate; painting green pine trees with charming brushwork.

Winds and clouds have three feet of sword; flowers and birds have a bed of books.

Han ink rises from the mountains; Jiang Haihuan’s articles.

The courtyard is closed and Qingxia enters; the pines are high and the old crane is looking for it.

Talk about Chinese and foreign voices; gain insights into the past and present.

Writing a book will shock the sun for a short time; reading a sword will lead to a long cup.

The pen communicates with nature; the intention paints the clouds.

The forest of books contains fragrance; the ocean of art stores the essence.

Be friends with good people of ancient and modern times; read Chinese and foreign wonderful books.

Collect ancient and modern scholarship; gather the essence of heaven and earth.

Reading outside the clear chime; at dusk in the spring rain.

Flowers and moons unite close friends; poems and books form a peaceful bond.

The clouds come to paint the eaves; the dragon returns to the ink pond.

Poems and books have an ancient charm; romance and true love flow freely.

The drizzle unwinds the book leisurely; the breeze plays the piano alone.

The universe is vast in the book; the world is long in the writing.

Quietly read the moon with the fish; laugh and chat with the birds.

It always has ancient meaning; it can be given new orchid.

The power of writing means thousands of troops; the origin of the word means thousands of soldiers.

Sit and drink with wise men; rejoice in poetry with wise men.

The sword energy rushes into the stars; the literary light shoots up the clouds.

When you write a pen, it shakes the five mountains; when you write a poem, it touches the nine states.

The sound of the piano is moistened by the rain; the ink is fragrant when the wind blows.

With wine, you will know what is today; observe yourself and realize what was wrong yesterday.

Many days bring new ambitions; they can serve as branches in the cold year.

Poetry writes about the plum blossom moon; tea cooks the spring of Grain Rain.

The article is an eternal story; the flowers and the moon are like a curtain of spring.

If you want to control the affairs of the world, you must read ancient and modern books.

The swipe of hair creates a beautiful scene; the falling paper is like clouds of smoke.

The celestial being plays music on the drum and harp; the apricot farmer delivers the message.

Accompany me in writing; I am a beautiful person.

Establishing virtues brings together the present and the past; collecting books to teach future generations.

The water tower allows me to be quiet; the earth allows everyone to be busy.

No matter how great the achievements, there is no competition;

Good sentences for sexual addiction; the heart is clear and smells the wonderful fragrance.

The literary mind is as clear as water; the poetry is as bold as the sky.

Practice and practice will make you famous; if you understand it, you will have peace of mind.

The fish that washes the inkstone swallows the ink; the crane that cooks the tea avoids the smoke.

Look at the world with a wise eye; write about the Spring and Autumn Period with a wonderful pen.

It is fun to chat quietly; and read ancient books.

The Qin Jiao has no vulgar charm; the Songgu has strong wind.

The water allows me to be quiet; the earth allows everyone to be busy.

Admiration is worthy of heaven and earth; praise and criticism have their own spring and autumn.

Beware of arrogance, the wind is clear and the moon is bright; get rid of arrogance and the sea and sky are bright.

He is good at wind and music, gentle and easy-going.

Elegant poems and books are used to carry out etiquette; friends are benefited by direct understanding and knowledgeable knowledge.

You have been through hardships when you were young; you are not afraid of wind and frost when you are old.

Laughing and talking about the present and the past; studying every word and sentence.

Sparrows should think about their ambitions; Meilan cherishes her years.

There are no young elders in Datong; there are people in heaven and earth in happiness.

If you talk less, you won’t be idle; if you meditate quietly, you will live forever.

I cannot live alone for a day; I wish I could study for ten years.

The breeze and the bright moon in my life; famous painting calligraphy on the four walls.

Those who don’t know enough are eager to learn; those who are ashamed to ask are complacent.

The catkins are beautiful and boneless; the plum blossom shape is thin and energetic.

Literary sentiments are born like spring water; string chants are sent to the heavenly wind.

He who gets his name gets his longevity; he sees more and hears more.

Repay heaven and earth with righteousness; make great contributions to the country.

The most knowledgeable, the most benevolent, the most courageous; the wise, the saints, the heavens.

Reading does not require deep understanding; playing the piano and playing the piano is enough for your own entertainment.

The wind and clouds are in the calligraphy; Luo Xiangwei is in the heart.

The sound of music and calligraphy in the moonlight night; the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers in the spring breeze.

Thousands of sails compete in the sea of ??ink; thousands of flowers compete for beauty in the forest of books.

Reading is like feeling the autumn water; treating friends is like sitting on the spring breeze.

The style is like the bright moon in autumn; the article is thousands of miles across the Yangtze River.

The pen stand and inkstone sit in the sea of ??words; poems are blooming and ink rains in the forest of books.

The spirit is everywhere and the articles are old; when the knowledge is profound, the spirit is calm.

Articles are as pure as water; integrity is as straight as loose and clear-minded.

Thousands of poems on high mountains and flowing water; a boatload of clear moon and clear breeze.

The mood of spring still blends with the meaning of civilization; the fragrance of flowers is even more fragrant with the fragrance of calligraphy and ink.

The ancient charm of the piano window is long-lasting and interesting; the art garden is warm and comforting.

In order to learn deeply, I know that books have taste; watch the mind and clear the room to generate light.

The flowers and trees are fragrant and the courtyard is green; the piano, calligraphy and painting are elegant and quiet.

The book turns from doubts into enlightenment; when the writer reaches the end, he will have his own spirit.

The poem conveys the meaning of painting to Wang Mojie; the ship carries books and sounds of Mishe people.

A room of books is self-cleaning; hundreds of texts and ink are full of romance.

An De's free door often faces the moon; he even wants to build a room for collecting books.

Autumn water is the sacred jade and the bones; the origin of the word is like the sea and the pen is like the rafters.

Climb the mountain of books and marvel at the breathtaking scenery; if you want to cross the sea of ??learning, you will feel ashamed to travel.

There is a road to the mountain of books, and diligence is the path; there is no limit to the sea of ??learning, and hard work is the boat.

My heart is always filled with ambitions for thousands of miles; evergreens can bloom at the bottom of my pen.

The beautiful scenery of the mountains and rivers hangs in the mirror; the pines and bamboos are clear and quiet for reading.

Eliminate the complex and simplify the three autumn trees; create new February flowers with new standards.

Spring clouds, summer rain, autumn night and moon; Tang poems, Jin characters and Chinese articles.

It’s fun to imitate the ancients; it’s all ingenuity.

The shade of bamboo covers the piano and books, and the scent of flowers smokes the window, pens and inkstones.

In the scrolls of articles through the ages; in the sound of rain the news of hundreds of flowers.

When the heart touches the machine, it touches the pen and ink; when the eyes wander, the scenery nourishes the spirit.

View pictures on the left wall and history on the right wall; raise huihui in the east and orchids in the west.

He is well-read and well-informed; he has an eye and a sharp ear.