Scenery Yue Ji
The branches and leaves are flowing with the essence of the sun and the moon, and the calyx is pregnant with a human swan song. He is a miracle of literati, and he is excellent. Painting smartly with a bamboo tube can engrave mountains and rivers and shock the whole world; Versatile, transcendent demeanor can pour all beings into the world, pitching through the ages-that is amber-like thoughts flying, that is the flow of talents like the rising sun, that is a touch of magnificent color in the long scroll of Chinese culture. His poems are a kind of vigorous storage, which can make people think for thousands of years and make time and space soar; His style of writing is flowing like a mountain, fresh and smooth, washing away all the glitz.
His Hua Zhang, between the blue shirts of the literati and the sweeping in late autumn, is being recited everywhere. The official career is smooth, the emperor is reused and talented. The favored one enjoys the joy of life.
Suffer many setbacks in my life.
Too dazzling light always causes the envious eyes of the villains, and the dirty dog comes over with a smile. The haze of history will bind Su Shi's life from now on, and the undercurrent of Wutai has faded from its former glory and drifted from place to place. He didn't expect such a setback. Such an encounter is doomed to be bumpy, because young people always like to harm him in the dark.