Hard pen calligraphy works in traditional Chinese characters

Hard-pen calligraphy works in traditional Chinese characters

1?

Qinyuan Spring·Snow

Northern scenery, thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow drifting . Looking inside and outside the Great Wall, there is nothing but vastness; the river up and down suddenly stops flowing. The silver snake dances in the mountains, and the original wax figure wants to compete with God. On a sunny day, it is particularly charming to see the red clothes and plain clothes.

The country is so beautiful that it attracts countless heroes to bow down. I regret that Emperor Qin and Han Wu were slightly less talented in literature; Emperor Zong of Tang and Song Dynasty were slightly less elegant. The genius of the generation, Genghis Khan, only knew how to bend a bow and shoot at giant eagles. It's all gone, let's count the famous people, but let's look at the present.

2 Inscriptions on Humble Houses

Liu Yuxi of Tang Dynasty

If the mountain is not high, it will be famous if there are immortals. If the water is not deep, if there is a dragon, it will be spiritual. This is a humble house, but I am virtuous. The moss marks are green on the upper steps, and the grass color is green on the curtains. There are scholars who talk and laugh, but there are no idle people when coming and going. You can tune the plain Qin and read the Golden Sutra. There are no messy ears of silk and bamboo, and there is no laborious shape of case documents. Zhugelu in Nanyang, Yunting in Western Shuzi. Confucius said: What is so shameful?

3 ? Jinse

Li Shangyin

The Jinse has fifty strings for no reason, each string and one column reflects the past.

Zhuang Sheng was fascinated by butterflies in his morning dream, and looked forward to the emperor's spring heart in love with cuckoos.

The moon in the sea has tears, and the sun in Lantian is warm and jade produces smoke.

This feeling can be recalled later, but it was already at a loss.

4 Manjianghong

Liu Yong

The dusk rain has just begun to collect, the Changchuan River is quiet, and the sails are setting at night. Near the island, the polygonum smoke is sparse and the reed wind is weak.

A few fishermen flew back to the village in their boats, carrying all the lights. When sending travelers away, you should think of this on your return journey, and you will be hurt by wandering.

Tongjiang is nice, but smokey and deserted. The waves are like dyeing and the mountains are like peeling. Around Yanling Beach, egrets fly and fish leap.

Young official is just a matter of time, and your life is full of clouds and springs. When I return home, I sing a song called Zhongxuan, which is a military music.