Du Fu
At the beginning of the country, I came to draw pommel horses, like a master-Ling, Prince Jiangdu.
Then the general sergeant turned the eyes of the world to compete for the royal horse through his 30-year fame.
He painted the luminous white horse of the late emperor, Ten Days Leifeilong Lake.
A pink agate plate was sent to the palace, which became the talk of ladies-in-waiting and a miracle in everyone's eyes.
The general bowed and danced, and accepted it in his distinguished home. After this rare gift, fine silk followed.
Many nobles demanded his art to add new luster to their screens.
First, the curly horse of Emperor Taizong, and then the lion zebra of Guo.
But now in this painting, I see two horses, which is a thought-provoking sight for anyone who knows them.
They are war horses. Either way, it is possible to face 10 thousand people. They let the white silk extend to a vast desert.
The other seven people with them are almost as noble, and fog and snow are moving in the cold sky.
Frost hoof, a group of officers here and a group of servants there.
Look at how these nine horses compete with each other, with a clear glance and a firm breath.
Who understands the difference? Who really cares about art? , you,, all follow Cao; Zhi Dun preceded him.
I remember when the late emperor walked to his Summer Palace, the team of green feathers swept across the eastern sky.
30,000 horses, prancing horse, Mercedes-Benz, fashionable, each like the horse in this painting.
But now the ghost of the emperor got the secret jade from the river god, because the emperor no longer hunted crocodiles by the river.
Have you ever seen the pine and cypress in front of the golden millet heap, a bird lamenting that the emperor's horse is gone in the wind?