Cong Fei, a bird who picks up shells and writes poems,
Fish are more like pearls and ink.
Sunset, red sea, sun and moon,
Poetry and painting improve the return of shells.
Interpretation: His prose is clumsy and poetic, with shells as the theme. He picks up a shell and looks at pictures on the sea. Among the birds, he sees birds flying out of the sea, and the fish happily spits beads and inhales on the sea. It's like water droplets splashing in ink. When painting the sea, the sunset glow dyed the sea red. At sunset, the moon has risen. Seeing all this, I perfected the painting in the shell.
Pick up shells, but you can't see them?
It's hard to go back,
The wonder of painting, the blessing of eyes, and happiness!
.......。 Next, I found the shell, and the person who painted the shell disappeared. I feel embarrassed. How can I return it?
The painter is exquisite and magical. It is a pleasure to see this, but he feels very happy.