Text/Yan Congrong
Shuiyunjian, the wind and rain are fine. You walk around the West Lake embankment.
Ten thousand volumes are lost, and a few lines are sad.
Yuquan smells birds late, and Huagang is tired of watching fish.
I am busy walking, worried about the sunset, and the sunset on the broken bridge reflects the mountain.
Yan calmly, female, was born in a family of calligraphy and painting. I like classical poetry and literature, graduated from China Ocean University, and now I am a researcher of China Contemporary Painting and Calligraphy Art Research Association. Poetry, calligraphy and paintings are published in Qingdao Evening News, Anhui Poetry, Shandong Poetry, Hubei Poetry and other publications and online platforms.